Bar Fight Arena

[debux]

You believe you're drunk with whiskey, but I remind you that the barrel is actually full of Portugal. In true Acme style, you implode after a few seconds of looking at the camera with a look of disbelief.

I think one would have to drown in whiskey to get any effect of the booze of you... and mostly because of the high probability of my drinking of what I'm in

[Phoenixguard09]

So now I'm dead, or in classic Acme style, I'm just mildly incapacitated?

I think I'd like to try drowning in whiskey.  For science of course. :shifty:

[debux]

*You're not fighting back! *

As you try to catch up with my posting (which I try to do too ), I trick you into believing that the internet connection is faster in a barrel full of Portugal flavored whiskey. Because you're too busy experimenting with yourself in the barrel of whiskey, I slide the lid back into position and weld it, leaving you trapped "for science"

[Phoenixguard09]

Honestly I'd be pretty happy with that. The reason I'm not fighting back is that I'm not seeing any problems with my situation. Trapped in a barrel of Portugal flavoured whiskey? Cool!

Although I have to say, I'm in the barrel, "experimenting" with myself sounds really dirty.

[debux]

I punch a hole in your barrel to leave you trapped without your precious Portugal flavoured whiskey, because of your filthy-mindedness (why don't I notice those things when I post them?)

[Phoenixguard09]

NOoOOoOOoOOOO!

MY WHISKEY YOU FIEND!!!!

NOW I"M REALLY ANGRY!! RARARARARAAAAARAGH!!@!

I smash my way out of that fething barrel and look for my whiskey. A fly lands in it. I pick it up, hold it really close and shout, "SPIT IT OUT DAMN YOU, SPIT IT OUT!"

[debux]

I give the fly superhuman strength to give you a huge "whamo!", in true comic book style, to your face. As you lie on the ground, I give him speech, he yells back at you:

"YO NO HABLO INGLES COÑO!"

[Phoenixguard09]

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!?!?"

[debux]

The fly answers: "Dat ik geen Engels spreek, ik ben alleen maar een vlieg!" And politely asks you to get up to continue your beating.

[Phoenixguard09]

I do so. But probably because, while you gave him the power of speech, you didn't do it very well. Speech doesn't work if you're unintelligible.

[debux]

I completely ignore my ignorance of the word "unintelligible" and morph the talking fly into a griffon. You are completely awed to see your own avatar about to give you a really hurtful handshake

[Phoenixguard09]

I return the handshake, ignoring the foot long talons embedded in my arm.  After said handshake, the Gryphon realises I am a worthier master and serves me instead. You're in for it now Debuz.

[debux]

Ugh... darn!

I summon a Gryphon hunter that brings three tons of Portugal flavoured whiskey. Your beloved Gryphon abandons you.

[Phoenixguard09]

By abandon, do you mean, he's dead? And for that matter you can have the Gryphon back if you give me that Portugal flavoured whiskey.

[Ladyhawk]

I then walk in. You all stop what you are doing and look up in disbelief, for a female has entered your presence. I continue through to the bar, sit down and calmly ask for a bottle of rum.