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Post by Shane Sebastian on Oct 27, 2008 20:11:03 GMT -5
**In the bar. Xtreme evol is sitting on a couch playing a little guitar and drinking a Pepsi**
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Post by Shane Sebastian on Oct 28, 2008 9:07:39 GMT -5
**Xtreme evol gets tired of playing guitar and instead starts playing NHL 09**
-Man, this aint so fun when you play alone, he says to himself.
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Post by Mikey Bubonik on Nov 7, 2008 13:53:29 GMT -5
*Mikey Bubonik walks into the bar with an enthusiastic look on his face. He sees Evol playing video games by himself. Bubonik's expression quickly turns to one of disgust.*
Really now? This is what goes on in the TWA bar? Pepsi and video games? I don't know who you are, kitten, but you make me sick.
*Mikey Bubonik leaves the room with a dramatic flourish*
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Clairvoyant
Wrestler
Future is mine. You can have past
Posts: 71
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Post by Clairvoyant on Nov 7, 2008 14:28:42 GMT -5
Clairvoyant enters the bar and sits by the bar. He calls the bartender.
Bartender: Hi there, what will it be today?
Clairvoyant: Give me a shot of whiskey... and a double shot of whiskey... and some ice.
Bartender: Coming right away. Hey, I've heard that you'll be teaming up with D0C tonight. Is it why you're drinking now?
Clairvoyant: Give me a break. It's not the end of a world. Why do you think it's such a problem for me?
Bartender: Well, you've acted a little bit hostile towards him recently.
Clairvoyant: That? It's just business.
Bartender: Really?
Clairvoyant: Well... I'm also having fun as hell while doing this. Have you noticed how hilarious D0C looks when he's angry? He's making such a funny face... Anyway, it's not that I dislike him or something, but title and having fun are more important for me right now. When I'll finally win it, we'll probably shake hands and have a drink.
Bartender: You have free bottle if that happens. But don't you worry about DoD?
Clairvoyant: Douchebags of Dorkness? They're not in my way and I don't care about them. We'll just wrestle a crap out of each other and walk our ways.
Bartender: You sure sounds confident.
Clairvoyant: I can see future, that helps a lot. But seriously, Deacon and Arioch? If it would be Nightstalker, but Arioch? Nightstalker could beat him up, I don't know why they still stick together. They're like Pinky and The Brain for me, weird couple, but still they're fun.
Bartender: And who Deacon Darkside is for you?
Clairvoyant: Science lab janitor I guess? I don't give a damn.
Clairvoyant finishes his drink and pays, then starts to get up.
Clairvoyant: I'll be back when the night ends, make a lot of kamikaze for me.
Bartender: Sure thing, good luck.
Clairvoyant: Don't need it, whatever happens D0C will be angry at the end of the night, and I can't wait to see it.
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Hida Kozan
Inmate
Vice GM
Creeping Death - Fans: 1339 / Entrances: 174
Posts: 130
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Post by Hida Kozan on Nov 8, 2008 20:04:06 GMT -5
Hida Kozan skulks into the bar. He looks at the bartender. ". . . souls. . . and blood. . ."
The bartender looks back at him bewildered. "We don't serve that type of faire here. Try someplace you whacko!"
Kozan looks into the bartenders eyes and grunts. He sneers at Clairvoyant and leaves the bar.
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Post by Nightstalker on Nov 12, 2008 22:10:53 GMT -5
Nightstalker enters the bar as hida Kozan leaves and looks at the bartender
"..Pint of blood and if you think about saying you do not have it... this whole place is going to get wreaked....and dont think about calling Rowen or i will put him in the ground too"
Nightstalker turns to Clairvoyant while the bartender runs to the phone "What you looking at.....its good for the skin " Nightstalker begins to smile
Nightstalker then shouts towards Xtreme Evol
"Playing alone i bets that the only time you win "
Nightstalker begins to laugh while the bartender runs around getting his drink ready
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Post by Mafia Man on Nov 14, 2008 2:48:02 GMT -5
Mafia Man walks into the bar after a tough day in the streets.
"I would like a glass of beer please"
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(An Hour Later)
Mafia Man (very drunk): I...Would...Like...To...Have...a...Glass...Of...Beer...
Bartender: Are you sure? You've already had 30 bottles of beer, 5 whiskeys and 5 martinis. I suggest you go home and rest.
Mafia Man: Need...More.....I...need...more.....
Bartender: No. You're too drunk to have more
Mafia Man: Don't...Make...Me...Angry.....You...No...Like...Me...When...I'm...Angry.....
Bartender: You should go home and prepare for the match on saturday
Mafia Man: Fine...(gets up and walks out the door very drunk)
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deacondarkside
Inmate
Deacon Darkside Dark Reflections T-shirt everywhere TWA items are sold
Posts: 121
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Post by deacondarkside on Nov 29, 2008 17:58:27 GMT -5
Deacon walks quietly to the bar and sits himself upon a stool, looking around briefly as he waits for the bartender.
" Uhm we don't serve blood or souls here other then that you can have whatever ?" said the Bartender a little cautiously
Deacon nods and thinks for a moment, " Errrhm very well I'll have a double whatever. " he said with an odd smile as if he had said something worthy of being spoken.
The Bartender roles his eyes and pours a dark colored liquid into a class containing two ice cubes and goes off to wipe down his counter. Leaving Deacon with the mysterious concoction in his glass.
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deacondarkside
Inmate
Deacon Darkside Dark Reflections T-shirt everywhere TWA items are sold
Posts: 121
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Post by deacondarkside on Nov 29, 2008 18:25:57 GMT -5
Deacon finished his drink, and order another, and still another. Not being much of a drinker it did not take long for his unstable emotional state to crack. He felt anger come to him like an old familiar friend. " We are but toys to the gods and deities !" he snapped loudly not caring who heard him. " Brother was right FEAR is the key.......I'll not be used! I'll not be tortured!" Deacon screamed as he stood up and stumbled out the door....
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Post by funkymonkey on Jan 3, 2009 20:50:28 GMT -5
"WOW this place is empty i thoughty come here get a drink talk to a few of the local nut cases but no from the look it this place aint seen a customer since november now thats either means the beer is poisen or Rowen has turned everyone into a bunch a poofs and ya dont drink anymore, what ever it is i am not happy"
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Post by beerkilla on Jan 4, 2009 21:40:58 GMT -5
Beerkilla walks in and see funkymonkey ,goes over pulls up a seat next to em!***
"Whats a guy got to do to get a beer around here? Hey bro I'm beerkilla I'm one of the new crop in the fed. Hows it going man want to take a shot with me."
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Post by jdberbank on Jan 23, 2009 18:55:27 GMT -5
J.D Berbank walks in, With some of his buddies by his side. You can bet that One thing is for sure.. that He is pleased with the results of his match with Germandoom.
J.D Berbank:And then i climbed the Turnbuckle And i swear, Germandoom was nearly out cold! But finally, When he got up, I jumped off And....
J.D Slams his hand on a table.
J.D Berbank: WHAM! And you could bank on it that it was over by then!What a nobody!
Some of his buddies laughed as J.D pulled some money out of his pocket and placed it on the Table.
J.D Berbank:Hey Bartender, Get a few shots for TWA's Highest paid superstar!
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Post by Nightstalker on Jan 23, 2009 20:40:14 GMT -5
In a dark place at the back of the pub a manic laughter begins."You young ones think that you are so good......Wait till you have been around awhile then maybe you can call someone a no-body with out me laughing......" The voice in the back begins a manic laugh again."Even though i say that graffix...firestorm....rowen.....even that so called funkymonkey are weak they have always been someone......I worked hard since i came to the Asylum to be where I am now........" "When i came to this dark and dismal place Graffix helped me to understand who i am. I may have been weak and a no-body but I fought hard, never calling people no-body's they where my stepping stones to becoming the best.......If you want i could call everyone in this place a no-body to the power i have now....I don't need anyone looking after my back but I bet you do " The voice begins to laugh as the shadow sits back disappearing in to the darkness.(OOC dont take any offence you young ones im just having fun being ive been here awhile )
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Post by jdberbank on Jan 13, 2010 20:01:39 GMT -5
We get a shot of the TWA Bar, as it is all dusty with the stench of old beer and mold. Footsteps can be heard for the first time in months, as we see red white and blue belts. It's your TWA Tag Champs, Patriot Adam Rogers and J.D Berbank. Both have a smug look on there face, as J.D Seems to say something:
The Glory Days. Things have come a long way in this old shack. This place has no pixy drunk, which to be honest i liked. No more zorax being put though a table by me, no more good times. We are really the only reason this rat shack is even alive these days. TWA for life my friend. Rowan was the best to bring us here, and we are quite on fire these days. No Federation will ever be like this, like no team will be like us. Not even the new blood can stop us. (Sighs) Good times.
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