-------------------- The only character in all of literature who has been described as "badnass" while using the phrase "vile miscreant."
From: The Pyngwyn Colonies of Planet Hyustyn | Registered: Aug 2005
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[rematerializes from the bunker, looks around]
[thinks]
My optical sensors cannot locate him, but...
[sees Time Teller Lad]
...that is one of his associates!
[approaches Time Teller Lad]
<click>Pardon this unit, Time Teller Lad, but is your friend Rockhopper Lad currently located in this establishment? This unit wishes to speak with him...in private.<click>
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<click>Listen, Time Teller Lad...I--this unit can't prove it to you, but this unit is the genuine Lard Lad Robot all the sentients seek! Wil you help me-- er, this unit?<click>
Registered: Oct 2003
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<click>This unit is most appreciative! This establishment is perhaps too public a place, however. Please, tell Mr. Rockhopper Lad that I will stop by his Rookery tomorrow night if he can be there. I--this unit--will discuss the matter with him there if that is agreeable.<click>
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<At Cobalt's table, the body of Hrun remains, bent over as if he'd been drinking all night>
---A sign is on the table. It reads: RESERVED - EVERYDAY GIRL---
A hologram of Cobalt Kid: "Its here Brittney that we must meet. Legion World in general has too many ears. Only here, in SHAKES, under Semi's protection and the Empress's dying charm spells, will we have privacy. You can wait for me here."
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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How about a drink, noble patrons? Cobie, my memory banks have failed and I don't recall what it is you drink. Everyday Girl, you're too young for hard liquor. But scotch is pretty simple. How about a Lagavulin on the rocks, water on the side?
From: SHAKES | Registered: Oct 2004
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Mr. Vee, could be quite naughty, so I'm told. No chocolate egg cremes for any of you. My decency protocol forbids it.
From: SHAKES | Registered: Oct 2004
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quote:Originally posted by Everyday Girl: Ohmygod, you know Mr Cobalt, I'm gonna need some help to do what you want done...
So isn't it about time you upgraded Jailbait Lass from GenCar to Alt?
Then I'd have both my partners backing me up...
And Gramps would have less objections to point out.
Not that he's gonna like our plan anyway...
Brit, you know she prefers to stay out of the limelight. Just know that the two of us have an agreement and a plan--she'll become an alt when the time is right...(insert foreshadowing music)...which shouldn't be too far away...
But know that I'll be backing you up on this one. I'd never be able to face Abin again if I sent you into danger and wasn't there to take it on with you. Like you say though, not like he likes our plan anyway
quote:Originally posted by Babette: How about a drink, noble patrons? Cobie, my memory banks have failed and I don't recall what it is you drink. Everyday Girl, you're too young for hard liquor. But scotch is pretty simple. How about a Lagavulin on the rocks, water on the side?
Babette, you little robotic minx, no problems at all. Much like other tastes of mine, I have no one drink but enjoy multitudes. And as I know I'm off to battle soon, I might as well start knocking back bourbon and sodas. Make it the good stuff too, just in case something terrible should happen, I'd at least have the taste of expensive bourbon on my lips...
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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[Cobalt is long gone as a new arrival enters, having just left a certain cottage]
[robotic eyes search the bar area and settle on a supple form they find...appealing]
[approaches the bar]
<click> Greetings, Miss Babette...I am the Lardlad Robot! I was wondering if I could speak to you of a matter of some importance! <click>
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