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|Fvza Rpg > The Club > Last Stop, a diner in Limbo|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 03:34 AM|
| OOC: So this is just going to be a general chit chat posting.
Vincent strolled up to a booth and sat down, ordering a plate of French fries. He could have had a sign posted on his back saying "I'LL EAT YOUR KIDS" with the looks he was getting.
All he wanted was some nice food and maybe a completely uncalled for conversation with a random patron of the diner.
|Posted by: Arnold Johnston Nov 22 2006, 03:42 AM|
| *Arnold stands up after shooting as many dirty looks as he could conjure up at the new patron and walks over to the Jukebox. He drops in a 20 and selects a 25 songs. November Rain by GnR starts to play throughout the diner. Arnold goes back to his seat at the counter and orders another mushroom, ham, and swiss omelet*
Man... I wonder how many people are going to run screaming after some of the songs I picked start playing...
|Posted by: Judder Nov 22 2006, 03:44 AM|
|Judder sits at his table, mildly interested in the new guy. But his head hurts to much from all the booze the night before. The waitress brings him some black coffee and a patty melt plate.|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 03:46 AM|
| The waitress plops the plate of food in front of the vampire.
"Thank you miss." Vincent said in a rarely pleasant manner, looking into the redhead's eyes. The woman stiffened up and dropped to the floor.
Great, she fainted.
|Posted by: Arnold Johnston Nov 22 2006, 03:52 AM|
| *Swinging around on his stool to look at the commotion Arnold sees what's happened and decides that words are far better suited than action in this situation.*
"Shit... I didn't think anyone hated Guns and Roses that much..."
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 04:00 AM|
| "Yeesh." Vincent said, sticking a fry in his mouth and chewing. A piece caught on his tooth in that annoying way fries sometimes do. Looking around for a remedy to his problem and, seeing no other solution, he pulled a toothpick off the unconscious waitress and picked out the small piece of food.
The vampire realized at that moment that be had just shown his sizable fangs to everyone looking in the diner.
|Posted by: Judder Nov 22 2006, 04:09 AM|
|The music made Judder's head throb. The food was barely eatable and the medicine Judder took never worked for hangovers. "God, Who turned that crap on?"|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 04:15 AM|
| The vampire crossed the diner bee-lining to the bathroom. As he past the blaring jukebox Vincent quickly jabbed the machine, sending it's insides jumbling and snapping the needle playing the records. General quiet fell over the diner.
"Ah... bliss..." he said as he slipped into the men's room.
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 22 2006, 04:21 AM|
|A guy with blond hair in his twenties follows the vampire, his hand in his jacket pocket as if holding something for quick access.|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 04:29 AM|
| Vincent shaked at the urinal he had been standing at and zipped up, pushing down on the leaver with his elbow. The noise of flushing filled the room and the vampire moved over to the sink and began washing his hands.
A blonde man walked in after him. Vincent watched him out of the corner of his eye as he moved over to the air dryer to dry his hands.
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 22 2006, 04:38 AM|
|*Takes out a green/yellow pill from jacket pocket, consumes it, walks towards the urinal*|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 04:43 AM|
|Vincent shook the last of the water from his hands, eyeing the pill popping newcomer. The vampire turned and looked at himself in the mirror, brushing off his suit and making slight adjustments to his hair.|
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 22 2006, 04:48 AM|
| *Suddenly turns, grabs Vincents shoulder*
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 05:01 AM|
| Vincent spun looking at the new man with annoyed eyes.
"Can I help you?" the vampire asked, annoyance in his voice.
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 22 2006, 05:03 AM|
|"Smile," the blond man repeated.|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 05:09 AM|
| Ah, Vincent thought, he saw my fangs... great.
Vincent leaned in really close to the man's face and smiled his shining, fang filled smile, making sure the blonde got a good, nice, long look.
"Like 'em? Just got them installed. The girlfriend has this vampire fetish you see," Vincent said with an air of confidence, "She sure is kinky. My mother loved 'em, said I look like some kinda monster. Can you believe that?" Vincent laughed a hearty laugh, nothing shaking in his voice.
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 22 2006, 05:11 AM|
|"Right then, can you remove it?"|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 05:15 AM|
| "The dentist told me not to for the first fourty-eight hours," Vincent said, turning back to the mirror, "It messes up the adhesive or whatever."
The vampire got his hair just right and smiled, showing his fangs again.
Nice, he thought, looking good.
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 22 2006, 05:18 AM|
| For a few seconds the blonde man stared at the vamp suspiciosly.
"Cool, man." he said and moved back to the urinal.
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 05:21 AM|
| "Thanks." Vincent said. The vampire turned and left the bathroom, making his way back to his booth. As he passed the jukebox, it sparked and stared to smoke.
Eek, must have hit it a little too hard...
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 22 2006, 05:36 AM|
|the blond guy exits the mens room and notices the sparking jukebox. He locks gaze on the vampire and makes his way towards him, his hand again reaching for his jacket pocket.|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 05:43 AM|
| Vincent sat back down at his booth. He nibbled on another fry and something crossed his mind. He looked down at the floor and, sure enough, the waitress was still there on the ground.
Has no one seen this lady yet? Jesus...
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 22 2006, 05:51 AM|
| the blonde guy reaches vincents booth.
*glances at the lady on the floor, then quickly faces the vampire again*
his hand still concealed in his jacket, he says, "You did that?" *points at the smoking jukebox with other hand*
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 05:53 AM|
|"You always so nosey?" Vincent asked, annoyence slipping into his voice.|
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 22 2006, 05:57 AM|
|"yes, especially if i suspect of a vampire lurking nearby..."|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 05:59 AM|
|"A vampire? You mean a real one?" Vincent looked at the guy with a raised eyebrow, "Are you fucking nuts?"|
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 22 2006, 06:01 AM|
|"yes, you could say that. now, can you explain why the whites of your eyes are red?"|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 06:04 AM|
| "I didn't get much sleep? Like I said, the Girlfriend was happy I was getting the fangs. Really happy." Vincent was starting to get pissed off.
AND THE WAITRESS WAS STILL ON THE DAMN FLOOR!
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 22 2006, 06:07 AM|
| *moves over to the waitress without word, examines her, and upon finding no apparent marks, turns to vincent*
"You..." *takes out a pair of night vision goggles*
|Posted by: Templar Nov 23 2006, 12:40 AM|
| This had to be the most motivated vampire hunter in the entire freaken world. Vincent sighed and took a another fry from his plate and put it in his mouth.
|Posted by: Judder Nov 23 2006, 12:47 AM|
|Judder gets up and looks around at what appears to be a man poking another man with some NVGs. "Quit that crap you fag" Judder says to the antagonizer. "Cant you see he is jsut trying to eat?"|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 23 2006, 01:08 AM|
|Thank god, Vincent thought chewing on his meal.|
|Posted by: Arnold Johnston Nov 23 2006, 02:17 AM|
| *Looking around at all the apparent silliness Arnold looks towards the juke box waiting for selection number two to start going.*
Ahhh... here it is...
*From the juke box plays the wonderful melodies of the Starland Vocal Band*
"Gonna find my baby gonna hold her tight gonna grab some afternoon delight..."
|Posted by: Templar Nov 23 2006, 02:20 AM|
| Vincent looked towards the jukebook with horror.
|Posted by: Cyber78 Nov 23 2006, 02:25 AM|
| If Cyber Was A Trenchcoater...
There I was, pwning some n00b lol, when some fag turned on a jookbox and started plyin s0m3 relly bad stuff so I pulled out my katana and cut it in half lolz!
|Posted by: Jay Nov 23 2006, 02:26 AM|
| Sitting at a table eating his bagel, Jay heard his least favourite song come on the ruined jukebox. He raised his gun and fired a full clip into it until it stopped playing.
"Who was the bastard who turned that shit on?"
@Cyber: LMFAO dat waz t3h sh1z!
|Posted by: Templar Nov 23 2006, 02:33 AM|
| If the orginal Templar walked into the room:
Templar crashed through a window and landed neatly into the seat in Vincent's booth. The vampire looked surprised at his super-soldier doppleganger and offered him a fry. The beret-wearing psycho took the fry and examinded it.
"What, no steak?"
|Posted by: Judder Nov 23 2006, 10:31 PM|
|Judder staggers back into his booth and proceeds to chug and entire bottle of Jack Daniels.|
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 23 2006, 10:35 PM|
| "You ARE a vampire!"
|Posted by: Templar Nov 23 2006, 11:53 PM|
| Templar pulls the knife that was sheathed to the small of his back and did a backflip out of the booth, landing next to the uzi welding vampire hunter. He stabbed the knife through the gun and backfilped back, landing perfectly in the booth again.
Vincent stared open jawed at the antics happening around him.
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 24 2006, 03:16 AM|
|*draws out two more uzi*|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 24 2006, 03:17 AM|
|"You don't get out much, do you?" Vincent asked the Uzi man.|
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 24 2006, 03:20 AM|
| "in fact, i do. im out 24/7 hunting vs and zs"
*begins shooting at vincent*
|Posted by: Templar Nov 24 2006, 03:36 AM|
|All of the shots went wild and ripped up the booth around the bloodsucker. Templar flipped back out the window he came in and cartwheeled away. Vincent sighed and ate another fry, wishing he was someplace else.|
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 24 2006, 05:55 AM|
| *one of the bullets hits vincents shoulder*
|Posted by: Templar Nov 24 2006, 05:57 AM|
| The blood dribbled from the gunshot wound. Vincent looked at it with distant dis-interest.
"Oh, would you look at that..."
|Posted by: Jay Nov 24 2006, 08:16 AM|
| If Jay was in the wrong RPG
Jay was reading the paper when shots rang out. He raised his magic staff absentmindedly and muttered "Cure," in the voice of somebody who's done it all before. Vincent's shoulder heals instantly.
|Posted by: Templar Nov 24 2006, 05:36 PM|
| Vincent stares open mouthed as his wound heals magically.
If a heliocopter attacked the diner:
Yeah well... it did.
|Posted by: Jay Nov 24 2006, 05:39 PM|
| If Jay was suddenly possesed by bloodninja
Jay stood up for no apparent reason, took off his hat and his robe, yelled "Anybody want to do it?!" and then put on his clothes again, muttering "I put on my robe and wizard hat..."
|Posted by: Templar Nov 24 2006, 05:43 PM|
| If Vincent was a dancer:
As the bullets from the chopper's twin mini-guns ripped up the diner, the vampire did a little soft shoe, dancing from one end of the place to the other... all to the tune of "Anyway you want it" by Journey.
|Posted by: Jay Nov 24 2006, 05:45 PM|
|Jay looked up at the tune of his second-least-favourite song in the world. He raised his staff and caused a small centralized Meteor to careen into the back of Vincent's head.|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 24 2006, 05:52 PM|
| If the meteor was actually a small nuclear device:
The diner exploded into a firey hellhole, rocking the place like an enormous earthquake. Half of it was disintegrated within seconds. Thankfully everyone, including the fainted waitress, was blown to the other side, saved from a horrific death.
Vincent stood and dusted himself off and stared at the hole caused by the meteor. He looked over to Jay, who was now standing next to him and slapped him in the back of the head.
|Posted by: Jay Nov 24 2006, 06:07 PM|
| If the world took advantage of cliches more often:
Nuclear radiation poured out of the crater left by the exploding nuclear device. Half the NPCs in the diner were promptly turned into radiation-hyped zombie-like creatures with large tentacles.
|Posted by: Templar Nov 24 2006, 11:07 PM|
| Vincent smacked Jay upside the head again.
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 24 2006, 11:21 PM|
|Guy's tentacles wrapped around Jay and Vincent, applying a tremendous amount of pressure.|
|Posted by: Judder Nov 25 2006, 12:10 AM|
|Judders tentacles wrap around multiple bottles of booze and guide them to the new mouth of Judder to drink.|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 25 2006, 12:57 AM|
| OOC: Guy, I fixed your post for grammer.
If Templar was in the wrong movie:
While hanging in the air, wrapped in Guy's tentacles, Vincent used his shining to call in the token black cheif, who was quickly dispatched by an axe weilding psychopath who kept screaming "HERES JOHNNY!".
|Posted by: Judder Nov 25 2006, 04:57 PM|
|Judder begins to throw the empty bottles of booze at Guy. Most of them hit as it seems Judder's aim is enhanced by the booze.|
|Posted by: Jay Nov 25 2006, 06:02 PM|
| If Jay was some sort of cybernetic being, not content with the governorship of California alone:
Jay seemed to melt in Guy's tentacles, becomeing a puddle of what looked like mercury. The puddle slid across the floor and refomed itself back in Jay's booth into the image of its former occupant, and started to read the newspaper again.
|Posted by: Templar Nov 26 2006, 03:40 AM|
| If Vincent was Mr. Freeze:
The vampire raised his ice-gun and froze guy in his place.
"Looks like you should stick where you are, popsicle." Vincent snikered. He walked over to Jay and sat down, picking up the styles section and leafing through it.
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 26 2006, 05:13 AM|
| If Guy was Guy from Naruto:
the frozen figure turned out to be mud.
*appears behind vincent doing the guy-thumbsup*
*does a fancy spin-kick, hitting vincent on the head and crashin his skull*
|Posted by: Templar Nov 26 2006, 05:29 AM|
| If Vincent was made of rubber:
Guy flew backwards into the wall as he bounced off Vincent's head. It made a pleasent crashing noise as he hit.
|Posted by: Jay Nov 26 2006, 07:48 PM|
| If Jay had a violent reaction to a new ink on the newspaper
Jay turned the page and placed his hand on the picture printed with the new ink. He screamed with agony as his hands burst into flame, and so began running around, accidentlly setting 3 NPCs alight.
|Posted by: Templar Nov 27 2006, 03:00 AM|
| "What, just to make sure there was no confusion like the last time?" Vincent said to the massive bold letters that seemed to appear out of thin air next to him.
|Posted by: Jay Nov 27 2006, 03:38 AM|
| If the letters were sentient beings:
The letters rearranged and reformed themselves into a 'YES'. Irritated at the antics of his creations, Jay vaporized them with a Firaga spell.
|Posted by: Templar Dec 9 2006, 11:23 PM|
| And then everyone DIED.