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by Newark Aristocracy » Wed May 06, 2020 4:34 pm
by False Dichotomy » Wed May 06, 2020 4:41 pm
Wallenburg wrote:False Dichotomy wrote:John smirks, conspicuously hanging the frying pan back on the wall. With a bounce in his step and a striding pace, he walks to the bar, picks up his beer, and looks down at Helen. "Are you okay there, miss?" He inquires.
"Does it look like I'm okay?" snarls Trevanyika. "My leg's busted. Hand me my crutch, will you? It's on the seat behind you."
by Newark Aristocracy » Wed May 06, 2020 4:46 pm
by Wallenburg » Wed May 06, 2020 5:06 pm
False Dichotomy wrote:Wallenburg wrote:"Does it look like I'm okay?" snarls Trevanyika. "My leg's busted. Hand me my crutch, will you? It's on the seat behind you."
"Touche, madam." John smirks, like a serpent writhing across his face. He turns around, lifts up the crutch, and dumps it on the floor in front of Helen. "You can do the rest. I don't appreciate people who get mouthy with me." Taking a sip of beer, he chuckles, takes a seat, and crosses his legs.
by False Dichotomy » Wed May 06, 2020 5:47 pm
Wallenburg wrote:False Dichotomy wrote:"Touche, madam." John smirks, like a serpent writhing across his face. He turns around, lifts up the crutch, and dumps it on the floor in front of Helen. "You can do the rest. I don't appreciate people who get mouthy with me." Taking a sip of beer, he chuckles, takes a seat, and crosses his legs.
Helen stares knives through John's skull. "You're a real piece of shit, you know." She snatches the crutch and sets it upright. Her arms tense as they carefully pull her entire body weight onto the crutch. She catches the ground with her good foot and lifts up. She gives John another glare, but softens it somewhat when she gathers just how little concern he had about her. "Hmm, yeah, you're an ass. But thanks for the crutch, and for not coddling me like some child. Say, what were you doing with that frying pan just now? Teaching Chuckie fencing lessons?"
by Wallenburg » Wed May 06, 2020 6:11 pm
False Dichotomy wrote:Wallenburg wrote:Helen stares knives through John's skull. "You're a real piece of shit, you know." She snatches the crutch and sets it upright. Her arms tense as they carefully pull her entire body weight onto the crutch. She catches the ground with her good foot and lifts up. She gives John another glare, but softens it somewhat when she gathers just how little concern he had about her. "Hmm, yeah, you're an ass. But thanks for the crutch, and for not coddling me like some child. Say, what were you doing with that frying pan just now? Teaching Chuckie fencing lessons?"
John laughs at the insult, but says nothing more. Once Helen is sat up, he begins to reflect upon the question.
"I'm not quite sure... the last thing I remember was the whirring of the ignore cannons. Someone evidently was being an idiot, I was about to teach them a lesson, and then they godmodded or something. They're likely gone now." He glances over to watch the fourth wall of the bar start to slowly shake and crumble.
by Scherzinger » Wed May 06, 2020 6:14 pm
by False Dichotomy » Thu May 07, 2020 1:58 am
Wallenburg wrote:False Dichotomy wrote:John laughs at the insult, but says nothing more. Once Helen is sat up, he begins to reflect upon the question.
"I'm not quite sure... the last thing I remember was the whirring of the ignore cannons. Someone evidently was being an idiot, I was about to teach them a lesson, and then they godmodded or something. They're likely gone now." He glances over to watch the fourth wall of the bar start to slowly shake and crumble.
"They what? Well, I don't think my universal translator understood that. Can't be that important."
by Sedgistan » Thu May 07, 2020 9:50 am
by Wallenburg » Thu May 07, 2020 2:29 pm
False Dichotomy wrote:Wallenburg wrote:"They what? Well, I don't think my universal translator understood that. Can't be that important."
John takes a cursory glance around, as the cataclysm in the fourth wall subsides. He pauses for a second. "Yeah, that's most likely the case." He sips his beer, drumming his fingers on the table awkwardly. "So, uh- anyway," he continues, "how did that happen to your leg?"
by False Dichotomy » Thu May 07, 2020 2:35 pm
Wallenburg wrote:False Dichotomy wrote:John takes a cursory glance around, as the cataclysm in the fourth wall subsides. He pauses for a second. "Yeah, that's most likely the case." He sips his beer, drumming his fingers on the table awkwardly. "So, uh- anyway," he continues, "how did that happen to your leg?"
Trevanyika returns to her seat. Her meal has been waiting a few minutes, but it is still warm. "Automobile collision. Some bastard blew through the intersection, directly into the passenger door. Busted my leg and gave me quite the headache. Really, people ought to pay more attention to other vehicles in the road."
by The Wary Walrus » Thu May 07, 2020 9:02 pm
by Wallenburg » Thu May 07, 2020 9:32 pm
False Dichotomy wrote:Wallenburg wrote:Trevanyika returns to her seat. Her meal has been waiting a few minutes, but it is still warm. "Automobile collision. Some bastard blew through the intersection, directly into the passenger door. Busted my leg and gave me quite the headache. Really, people ought to pay more attention to other vehicles in the road."
John exhales forcefully, an aura of disdain about him. "Fucking Wallenburgian drivers- I mean, my sincerest condolences -- such fools should not be allowed on the road in the first place, to be quite frank. I wish you a speedy recovery."
The Wary Walrus wrote:Walter the Wary Walrus waddled happily back into the bar, taking a seat in his favorite corner. His translator followed with trepidation, hoping against hope that the bartenders would honor his request not to serve Walter.
His request was not honored, as Walter soon had a pile of empty bottles in front of him, due in no small part to the fact that Walter often left outrageous tips. Walter looked around and asked
OROOO OROH OROOO?
His translator sighed and asked
So, what passes for fun around here these days?
by The Palentine » Thu May 07, 2020 11:13 pm
The Wary Walrus wrote:Walter the Wary Walrus waddled happily back into the bar, taking a seat in his favorite corner. His translator followed with trepidation, hoping against hope that the bartenders would honor his request not to serve Walter.
His request was not honored, as Walter soon had a pile of empty bottles in front of him, due in no small part to the fact that Walter often left outrageous tips. Walter looked around and asked
OROOO OROH OROOO?
His translator sighed and asked
So, what passes for fun around here these days?
by Omigodtheykilledkenny » Tue May 12, 2020 12:02 pm
by The Palentine » Wed May 13, 2020 12:29 am
by Omigodtheykilledkenny » Fri May 15, 2020 2:24 am
by Grays Harbor » Fri May 15, 2020 10:18 am
by Wallenburg » Fri May 15, 2020 11:14 am
Grays Harbor wrote:“Didn’t your Doctor tell you to stop mixing anchovies and mushrooms on your pizza?”
by Grays Harbor » Fri May 15, 2020 11:53 am
by Wallenburg » Fri May 15, 2020 12:02 pm
Grays Harbor wrote:Of course we do. You should come by the cafeteria in my embassy suites and try our crab alfredo pizza.
by The Palentine » Fri May 15, 2020 4:08 pm
by Sierra Lyricalia » Fri May 15, 2020 6:41 pm
Grays Harbor wrote:“Didn’t your Doctor tell you to stop mixing anchovies and mushrooms on your pizza?”
by The Palentine » Fri May 15, 2020 10:37 pm
by Omigodtheykilledkenny » Sat May 16, 2020 1:46 am
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