The World Assembly Strangers' Bar

[Tinfect]

OOC: No one is going to react to the fact that my ambassador straight up just said she thought she was Ke$ha?

OOC:
Markhov has no idea who Kesha is, he also had no idea what you were saying, as his translator was disconnected.

[Wrapper]

(Arya and Ari walk toward the exit, dragging a rigid Ahume, wicked smile frozen on his face, out by the underarms. They pass by Markhov.)

Markhov, realizing that no one has any idea what he is saying, reconnects the WA Translator, and seeing the melee centering around the Vehicular Delegation,
"Would someone, please explain to me, what exactly is going on here?"

Why, karaoke night, of course. Come on, Ahume, time for bed....

[Stellonia]

As soon as Gerald exited the vehicle, the mysterious young woman proceeded to shift into first and depress the pedal. She had to get out of this dangerous place somehow.

OOC: No one is going to react to the fact that my ambassador straight up just said she thought she was Ke$ha?

OOC: Nope. They would rather pay attention to a mental institution escapee attempting to steal a car.

[Separatist Peoples]

As soon as Gerald exited the vehicle, the mysterious young woman proceeded to shift into first and depress the pedal. She had to get out of this dangerous place somehow.

OOC: No one is going to react to the fact that my ambassador straight up just said she thought she was Ke$ha?

OOC: Nope. They would rather pay attention to a mental institution escapee attempting to steal a car.

"Holy shit. This is essentially rape," says Bell. "Herby, unlock your doors! We're coming for you!"

[Nuevo Sealandia]

Xi Smith, the Commonwealth's very own WA delegate, stumbled over to the bar. He had a black eye and bruises developing all over his body, and band-aids festooned his face.

"I want the strongest thing you have, please," he said to the barkeep.

[Wallenburg]

Gerald ignored the bandaged ambassador and ran toward the exit, stopping so that his huge mass blocked the entryway. He stared down the strange woman operating Herby, hoping she wouldn't be so stupid as to try to break through.

[Stellonia]

As soon as Gerald exited the vehicle, the mysterious young woman proceeded to shift into first and depress the pedal. She had to get out of this dangerous place somehow.


OOC: Nope. They would rather pay attention to a mental institution escapee attempting to steal a car.

"Holy shit. This is essentially rape," says Bell. "Herby, unlock your doors! We're coming for you!"

"Excuse you, sir, but I have no idea as to what you are talking about," replied the insane lady. "Also, since Herby lacks power locks, you can't stop me from escaping." Crash! Unfortunately, Herby wouldn't fit through the door to the Strangers' Bar. The mentally unstable woman proceeded to back up, exit Herby, and run out the door in the hopes of getting past security.

[Tinfect]

Unfortunately, Herby wouldn't fit through the door to the Strangers' Bar.

OOC:
This is Godmodding, Herby has, on several occasions, entered, and exited the Bar.
Actually, the whole thing with the driving is probably godmodding...

[Elke and Elba]

Unfortunately, Herby wouldn't fit through the door to the Strangers' Bar.

OOC:
This is Godmodding, Herby has, on several occasions, entered, and exited the Bar.
Actually, the whole thing with the driving is probably godmodding...

OOC: My opinion was that Herby was an automatic driverless car...

Don't knoe how Herby fits audiobooks in his seats nicely, though.

[Dylin]

Dylin walks out of the bar

[Herby]

"Excuse you, sir, but I have no idea as to what you are talking about," replied the insane lady. "Also, since Herby lacks power locks, you can't stop me from escaping." Crash! Unfortunately, Herby wouldn't fit through the door to the Strangers' Bar. The mentally unstable woman proceeded to back up, exit Herby, and run out the door in the hopes of getting past security.

Herby breathes a sigh of relief. He'd hoped that his erratic driving would cause the woman to exit the car. Yes, the "bucking Ford Bronco" trick worked perfectly! A bit of steam emanates from his radiator much like an exhaled sigh of relief. On his way out of the Bar -- heading straight for the double-wide doors that he always drives through while entering and exiting the Bar, never ever crashing into the doors or even the jambs, not even once -- he drives by the ambassador from Elke and Elba.

Whew. Oh, wait, umm, excuse me? Hi, Alethea's replacement, right? Please, glove compartment, third flash drive from the right, she left that for you.

Don't know how Herby fits audiobooks in his seats nicely, though.

OOC: The magic of Hollywood? Suspension of disbelief? A Bag of Holding? Take your pick.

[Tinfect]

OOC:
This is Godmodding, Herby has, on several occasions, entered, and exited the Bar.
Actually, the whole thing with the driving is probably godmodding...

OOC: My opinion was that Herby was an automatic driverless car...

Don't know how Herby fits audiobooks in his seats nicely, though.

OOC:
Violent ejection from Tape-Deck?

[Socialist Republic of the French People]

"Well," said Hugh, "I see that you have things covered. Au revoir!"

He left.

[Nuevo Sealandia]

Xi downed a Coyote's Death. And another. "Goddamned bleeping Ungoliadans," he muttered to himself as he tenderly rubbed his bruises.

[Elke and Elba]

"Excuse you, sir, but I have no idea as to what you are talking about," replied the insane lady. "Also, since Herby lacks power locks, you can't stop me from escaping." Crash! Unfortunately, Herby wouldn't fit through the door to the Strangers' Bar. The mentally unstable woman proceeded to back up, exit Herby, and run out the door in the hopes of getting past security.

Herby breathes a sigh of relief. He'd hoped that his erratic driving would cause the woman to exit the car. Yes, the "bucking Ford Bronco" trick worked perfectly! A bit of steam emanates from his radiator much like an exhaled sigh of relief. On his way out of the Bar -- heading straight for the double-wide doors that he always drives through while entering and exiting the Bar, never ever crashing into the doors or even the jambs, not even once -- he drives by the ambassador from Elke and Elba.

Whew. Oh, wait, umm, excuse me? Hi, Alethea's replacement, right? Please, glove compartment, third flash drive from the right, she left that for you.

Ambassador Olafsen, trying to escape from Hon. Dzichpol's attempts to get Olafsen to the Offices, escaped from his arms and took the third flash drive from the right in the glove compartment that was in Herby. (How weird it is to say that.)

"Uhmmm, what is this? Did Alethea leave me something before she hurriedly left? Not that she mentioned about it."

[Herby]

"Uhmmm, what is this? Did Alethea leave me something before she hurriedly left? Not that she mentioned about it."

No idea. I'm just a car. Heh. Gotta go, my gas gauge is flashing and I just don't trust the ethanol here anymore.

[Renewed Imperial Germany]

Erika jumps up on top of Herby and proceeds to sing "Tik Tok" again.

[Wrapper]

(The Wads enter the bar, which, after last night's debauchery, is extremely quiet. They are surprised to see the Imperial German ambassador, still drunk, launch herself from the bar, and land on the floor face-first, mumbling about Volkswagens and singing something that sounds like "Tik Tok" but is mostly indecipherable. Wad Ahume, who looks like he's had better days, tiptoes around her.)

Wait, Ahume, don't you recognize... don't you remember... eh, never mind.

Arya, ask Neville for a Hangover Special. Make it a double. Just, er, don't watch him make it. Trust me on that one.

OOC: Herby is long gone.

[Renewed Imperial Germany]

(The Wads enter the bar, which, after last night's debauchery, is extremely quiet. They are surprised to see the Imperial German ambassador, still drunk, launch herself from the bar, and land on the floor face-first, mumbling about Volkswagens and singing something that sounds like "Tik Tok" but is mostly indecipherable. Wad Ahume, who looks like he's had better days, tiptoes around her.)

Wait, Ahume, don't you recognize... don't you remember... eh, never mind.

Arya, ask Neville for a Hangover Special. Make it a double. Just, er, don't watch him make it. Trust me on that one.

OOC: Herby is long gone.

Erika gets up and keeps singing.

OOC: OK Got it. Im Stupid

[Frustrated Franciscans]

Friar Cadfail leaves the bar. He returns a few minutes later shaking a piece of paper. "Friar John," he proclaimed as he approached the friars. "Can you tell me why my name, the leader of Frustrated Franciscans is not on our official stationary."

Brother Maynard glanced into the sky.

"Brother Maynard is in charge of the official stationary," Friar John replied.

"Oh sure, throw me under the bus," Brother Maynard quietly told Friar John. After a brief pause he turned to Friar Cadfail. "Well you see," he began.

"Yes, I can see," Friar Cadfail replied. "That is the problem."

"This is the official WA statement stationary, it only lists the appointed delegates."

"I see," Friar Cadfail replied. "No, I don't see at all. Why does it list only the appointed delegates."

"Well," Brother Maynard replied, "You see, under WA law, anyone whose name is on the official stationary is required to read the resolutions."

"You read the resolutions?"

"Well," Brother Maynard replied, "Actually we have someone from the second Franciscan Order who reads them and then creates a podcast. Mother Angelica, recites them in sing song. Sometimes she adds commentary."

"That's doesn't sound all that horrible."

"I suppose not."

"Well then, add me on the list. And add her name as well. We don't want to be seen as an all boys club, now do we."

"I suppose not."

[Omigodtheykilledkenny]

Jenny Chiang eyed the Volkswagen quizzically as she sipped her usual Jameson on ice. She turned back to Neville, putting on her usual flirtatious charms (because he had a crush on her and she liked to lead him on) as she proceeded to explain a scientific mystery that needed solving:

"Suppose I climbed into Herby and drove him straight for any random ambassador you picked -- it doesn't matter who, since they wouldn't get hurt anyway, because as soon as I turned Herby into a weapon the ACME Deweaponizer would take care of it. My question is, what would it turn Herby into? A giant fluffy cloud? A large block of foam? A Barbie Beetle? A rickety little tricycle? Got any other theories, Neville? Because I'm getting kind of drunk, and I feel like experimenting."

Casually she hopped off her barstool and started walking, ever so tipsily, toward the anthropomorphic car.

[Herby]

Herby enters the bar, contemplating life and doing other innocent shit like that. Over the screeching sounds of the still-drunk slutty German, he overhears:

"Suppose I climbed into Herby and drove him straight for any random ambassador you picked -- it doesn't matter who, since they wouldn't get hurt anyway, because as soon as I turned Herby into a weapon the ACME Deweaponizer would take care of it. My question is, what would it turn Herby into? A giant fluffy cloud? A large block of foam? A Barbie Beetle? A rickety little tricycle? Got any other theories, Neville? Because I'm getting kind of drunk, and I feel like experimenting."

He double-checks. Yep, doors locked, windows closed, accelerator pedal removed, all is good. Or so he hopes....

[Wallenburg]

Gerald returns to the bar, smiling pleasantly. "I've been told that the Bitely government is attempting to buy the framework of the Multiverse. It's absolutely ridiculous. I'm glad to see you're still topless, Miss Erika."

[Stellonia]

Herby enters the bar, contemplating life and doing other innocent shit like that. Over the screeching sounds of the still-drunk slutty German, he overhears:

"Suppose I climbed into Herby and drove him straight for any random ambassador you picked -- it doesn't matter who, since they wouldn't get hurt anyway, because as soon as I turned Herby into a weapon the ACME Deweaponizer would take care of it. My question is, what would it turn Herby into? A giant fluffy cloud? A large block of foam? A Barbie Beetle? A rickety little tricycle? Got any other theories, Neville? Because I'm getting kind of drunk, and I feel like experimenting."

He double-checks. Yep, doors locked, windows closed, accelerator pedal removed, all is good. Or so he hopes....

The lady smashes open the driver's door window and climbs in.

[Wrapper]

Gerald returns to the bar, smiling pleasantly. "I've been told that the Bitely government is attempting to buy the framework of the Multiverse. It's absolutely ridiculous."

(Arya, eavesdropping from a nearby booth, turns to Ari, wide eyed.)

Eh, don't worry about that silliness, Arya. They failed to curtail karaoke night, so that should tell you something.

"I'm glad to see you're still topless, Miss Erika."

(Ahume, smile on his face, lifts his head quickly... but then slowly lowers it, smile fading fast. He takes another swig of hangover remedy and buries his head again.)