[Open PRP!] Bar Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

by Quintilius

It was a night like any other, except it wasn't.

Somewhere out in the night a distant owl hooted sadly at the moon, but ofcourse this went unnoticed as it was impossible for Quintilius to hear anything besides the merry laughter of drunken men and their kegs smashing into eachother saluting dead comrades and exceptionally fine breasts. Insence lay heavy in the air and upon the stage a gnome was playing his banjo.

It was a busy night at the Worlds End tavern, people of all races had flocked to the place after the rumor of the Blood Dancers having a show here that night. Quintilius sat in a corner eyeing the crowd warily. Too many allies, too many hordes and way way too much alcohol. A keg soared through the air and somewhere a man cursed zealously.

As if by some divine command the crowd, in almost perfect unison, grew silent. Someone had shouted, a pointing finger, a chair falling over, a figure in the doorway. The air was thick with potential voilence.
The Booty Bay Bullies had arrived, with the fearsome Tenten himself in the front. His eyes burned like red stars forged in the very depths of hell itself. Upon his shoulders where human skulls and an air of death and darkness swirled around him, almost visible to the eye. Across the room a man coughed. It was the infamous human named Arun, his gaze drilling into Tentens. The collective conscience of the crowd wimpered.

Tenten cleared his throat. Fifty hands grabbed a weapon, or anything else usable, a gnome cursed. Tentens raspy chilling voice filled the room.

"ANAL!"

One could almost hear hundreds of eyes blink, like the soft flapping of butterfly wings. A tsunami of laughter roared up and again the sound of drunken chatter and wenches squealing filled the room. Tenten grinned. Out of the crowd a gnome lass shuffled, holding a keg of ale. She wore a smile promising flowers and endless nights of blissfull love. Leaf stopped infront of Tenten and reached him the keg of ale, battering her eyelids seducingly.

Quintilius cursed and rubbed a gem invoking an impenetrable forcefield around him. Things were not going to end well. Quintilius uttered the words that would summon his Fel Dragon and drew his dimensional rift sword. He tapped several more of his gems which fizzed and popped in response.
Quintilius' armor glowed as he quietly got up from his chair and slowly moved his back to the wall. He was ready.

Tenten reached out for the keg. The little cute gnome of death leaped up and punched Tenten smack in the balls. The sound of a hundred weapons being drawn rang out.

((Open power-RP anyone? I know how so many of you just loves abit of good PRP *grins* Fight with whatever your imagination manages to conjure up, make it big, make it flashy, make it incredible, make power-RP! But leave it entertaining and leave something for the others to be done, meaning don't turn into a god and vaporize entire Shattrath.

I have no idea whatsoever if this is a good idea or not or if it will work, but if it sucks it was Morgalyens idea, if it rocks it was mine, ok? *grins* ))

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(by Morgalyen)

In one of the darker corners of the bar Morgalyen sat oblivious to the starting fight around her. She was too busy making out with Huor to notice anything.
Too busy to even notice the huge Tauren warrior doom up behind her. It was the Veteran warrior called Rend who always seemed to go for the priestess when they met in the Eye of the Storm. The Warrior started to raise his sword but before he had lifted it much Huor had dumped Morgalyen in the corner and stood face to face with the warrior.

Morgalyen sat looking confused and dazed in the corner trying to find out what the hell was happening.

From where Morgalyen sat on the floor she spotted her nemesis Kethin snogging Opathu... the priestess seemed actually shocked by that sight.

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(by Opathu)

He allowed the Lost One female to suck his toes. It was a ritual, or torture (depending upon your point of view) that brought great pleasure to the slaver. Always let others know that you stood upon them. And few stood higher than the Black Oak.

The water bubbled with another fart. The twin Forsaken guards wrinkled their empty nose sockets, unable to smell - but still disgusted - by the giant "Import-export" merchant they'd been forced to serve.

Shouting and the sounds of disagreement rose from outside.

A sweating goblin ran in through the silk curtains, nearly slipping on the tiles. Ignoring the leprous slaves sucking at his boss's various appendages, he strode quickly to the side of the bath. By the look of Two-Smile's red-rimmed eyes, the hazia had already got to him... but it was worth a try:

"Boss, s'a rumble outside back in the bar. Me 'n' the boyz is itchin' for a bit of action, like... your permission .. sir?"

He struck a salute.

The orc waved a lazy arm in response, mumbling through his pipe:

"... sshyessh, send 'em in Carruthers. Wolf'eds and Bladesters first. Showssh 'em 'ow a real chap fightszzz..."

(by Huor)

The air was filled with a strange, buzzing sound, as Huor's eyes started to glow a blinding yellow.

BLAAAAAAAM!!!

Huor's Laz0r beams annihilated the Warrior where he stood, and the Elf downed a pint of virgin's blood to celebrate and satiate the demonic, vampiric entity that had been growing inside him. He was, after all, both the son of the most powerful Demon who ever lived, and the Demon itself.

When he was done gorging himself, he tore off his clothes and leapt onto a table.

"CYB0r??!"

As a random afterthought, Huor clicked his fingers and lit Quintilius' head on fire.

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The air was filled with a strange, buzzing sound, as Huor's eyes started to glow a blinding yellow.

BLAAAAAAAM!!!

Huor's Laz0r beams annihilated the Warrior where he stood, and the Elf downed a pint of virgin's blood to celebrate and satiate the demonic, vampiric entity that had been growing inside him. He was, after all, both the son of the most powerful Demon who ever lived, and the Demon itself.

When he was done gorging himself, he tore off his clothes and leapt onto a table.

"CYB0r??!"

As a random afterthought, Huor clicked his fingers and lit Quintilius' head on fire.

[shurely shome mistake...hic! Huor is son of a *god* and a demon, no? ^^ - ed]

(by Opathu)

(by Opathu)

Opathu stood up in his "I Went to Gnomeregan And All I Got Was This Glowing Dressing Gown", copped a quick feel of Huor's laz0r buttocks as he entered the bar, dripping ... saw his double (a down-and-out beggar peon with the worst breath and teeth this side of a Clefthoof's arse) snogging at some Sin'dorei babe, before tapping his cigar and calling out most eloquently:

"OO WUNTZ SUM THEN? CARM AN' GEDDIT YOU KANTZ!"

(by Quintilius)

Quintilius merged with the flames on his head, sucking its power into himself and as he was just about to unleash its fire back towards Huor, he stopped. Some new arrivals had entered the tavern. It was Drakarm and his gang of Medivh folks. Quintilius gawked. They were all clad in skimpy pink tutu-skirts, fishnet stayups and long haired wigs. Drakarm arched a painted brow.

"This is not dress-up night, is it......"

Quintilius roared in laughter and swung his dimensional vorpal crystal nettherblade in a wide arc making everyone in his close proximity go POP! in a great raining cascade of smoldering guts.

Quintilius flicked his fingers and reversed the gravity, making everyone fall to the ceiling.....

(By Lushan)

The beggar stood up and revealed that he, too, was wearing a skimpy lady's undergarments, together with bionic limbs and springs in his heels which allowed him to jump across the entire bar.

"Now I am mad!" he shrieked in a little-boy-lost voice. "You said it was drag night... you cheap charlie, that's the last time I dress up for The Exiles!"

At this point, Hiddenshadow, Noctus, Nomirou and Vainia entered the bar. Lushan made them void their bowels on the spot with his PRP-R-Us© Gnomish Tech Nausea Emitter, before kissing a nearby bride, slipping in the contents of the bowels on the floor, and breaking his Ordin Industries Unbreakable SkullPlate [best before 09.09.1919] and watching his brains leak out...

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(by Morgalyen)

Morgalyen rubbed her eyes seeing Opathu twice.
"Oh bloody hell, I shouldn't have tried those mushrooms here."

Then her eyes fell on the guys in skimpy pink tutu-skirts, a nekkid Huor, a begger in a thong and some more Exiles walking in the bar.
"I really shouldn't ... wait was that a nekkid Huor?"

(by Huor)

"Thaaaat's right baby!", he replied.

Grabbing hold of his own tongue, he stretched it from his own mouth until it was several meters long, and tied it into a lassoo.
Now spinning his own tongue above his head with a "YEEHAW!", he caught Morgalyen in his lassoo and yanked her over to himself.
Smacking himself in the head, his tongue shot back into his mouth, making noises not unlike those of a Fruit Machine which has just hit the jackpot.

"Hold on, something isn't right!", in one arm he held Morgalyen, and with the other he bends time and space itself, and sucks Kethin from her seat by the stinking Orc over to him.

"That's more like it..."

(By Morgalyen)

"Huor, Noctus has been stealing my underwear. Could you be a darling and do something very manly about that?" she said as she gave the Blood Elf a loving smile.

(by Leaf)

Leaf flashes her double-D's to Huor and jump on him, suffocating him with them as she starts to grow... cackling madly, Leaf's eyes flashes of green underneath her goggles and slowly the metal starts to melt and as they fall of her head the others is blinded by the bright light and those that aren't are amazed to see the demon-wings on her back growing and extending several feet high and wide, crackling as they unfold.

She flaps her wings and releases Huor from her deadly boob-grip. She let's out a cackle again. Looking around for a couple of seconds, her eyes - after calming down when she took flight - again flashes up.

"Emanee!", she exclaims, diving down and tackle-hugging the Night Elf Druidess and before she could react they start tumbling around on the ground - wings here, abnormal boobs there. Madness ensued.


((What's Power-RP without huge #*!@ing boobs and wings? NOTHING I tell ya!! ))

(by Quintilius)

Somewhere in the crowd the lovely troll Lithaella bends over, hitches up her robe and goes GNNNN FRAWRP!

A ping pong ball shoots out, its speed so ferocious its just a blur, it bounces off Quintilius' helm with a PING!

GNNN FRAWRP FRAWRP FRAWRP FRAWRP

"Oi!" PING! "Stop that!" PING PING " Thats just.." PING "..wrong!"

Quintilius flips up a table and hises behind it (THUD THUD gnn THUD) and awaits the arrival of his Fel Dragon....




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(by Huor)

((LOL!! xD))

Huor sits on the floor, naked, in a daze, not sure what just happened but with an odd smile on his face.

"Hey Quin! Did you see that? I got off with that Gnome-thing! QUIN!!"

From the seated position on the ground, Huor does a double-super backflip through the air and Karate chops the table Quintilius is hiding behind in half.

"Quin!"

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(By Morgalyen)

Morgalyen looks with a furious look in her eye at Huor, Kethin standing next to her with a similar look in her eye.
With lightning speed both women slap Huor in the face so both cheeks show a bright red hand print.

The priestess takes the rogue by his hair and drags him outside to have a word with him, the paladin starts off towards the gnome that attacked her love.

(By Quintilius)

"Huor! You're naked!"

Quintilius flicks his fingers and slams the ´ and ¨ back on his name.

"Húör! watch the balls!" (THUD gnn SLAP PING GROAN)

(By Yuxi)

Weary from a long ardous day of killing ugly Ogres, Yuxi saunters in to the Bar, envisioning a relaxing evening with a glass of wine or two, She is shocked by the sight meeting her. A stark naked Huor face-planting through a table to land right between the spread legs of a drunkenly grinning Quintilius.

To further complicate matters, Quintilius seems surrounded by women, a gnome, a human and a blood elf. And to think I once dated that Undead man... Well, never again I say!

(By Emanee)

Disentangling herself from a gnouge Emanee looked around her, the bar full of total chaos... she tried to form some sort of order in her head, almost immediately giving up on it as a total waste of time and a bad idea.

Somewhere in the fray she spotted a green orcish pimp-like thing in a rather fugly gown. Standing up onto a chair she managed to shout
"father?"
Before being dragged back to the floor by a manically giggling Leaf, who planted a kiss smack on Emanee's lips before plying her with more ghost mushrooms.

Out of the corner of her eye she spotted Vainia and Noctus... she considered trying to moonfire spamz0r them, but the ghost mushrooms began to take effect and instead she hit Morgaleyn, Leaf, Huor and Teeboppity who was seemingly levitating.

(By Morgalyen)

Morgalyen nearly got hit by the moonfire but is blown away by the impact instead. She lands at the other side of the room where Tenten is still on the floor cupping his jewels with his hands.
The priestess stands up again with unsteadly legs. The forsaken warlock looks up and her and says with an unsteady voice: "ANAL?"

Finally she snapped and called down a pillar of Holy Fire aimed at the spot the poor warlock was lying. Before she could actually land it a small ping pong ball hit her in the head and missed Tenten. Instead she hit Opathu burning his Dressing Gown away leaving him standing in pink panties and a matching bra.

(by Tyragon)

Tyragon comes walking into the tavern while whisling a tone, when he sees all the chaos with all the ping pong balls jumping around the tavern and other crazy stuff. He turns with a "Oii!" and tries to avoid any attention while attempting to walk out again.

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Vypra sat at her table quaffing her ale. Chunks of chargrilled Tauren rained down and she fished a piece out of her beer with a smile ‘ooh, free bar snacks. Go well wit da mushrooms’. The troll ducked neatly as a gnome with enormous assets jumped up on the table and launched itself across the room to land chest first on Huor.
Catching a glimpse of Quint through the crowd, flames seemingly still engulfing his head, Vypra blasted him with a frost shock to see if that would help. Unfortunately it knocked his noggin right off his shoulders. ‘I’ll get you for that Vypra!’ it called as it soared over the crowd to land in a puddle of vomit.
That was when she realised all the patrons heads seemed to be on fire! There was only one thing for it…she stripped off her beer soaked clothes and threw down a fire resistance totem. As she did so she became mesmerised by the pretty colours and began to dance. There was still something missing though…ah that was it! Vypra began to twirl, lightning streaming from her fingertips. All the nearby warriors still wearing metal armour screamed in pain as it hit!

(by Kethin)

Appearing late, Kethin wandered in wearing full armor and carrying an over sized, Final Fantasy - esque sword with her. Her mouth dropped in horror and fascination at the spectacle unfolding before. Previous mentions of her had actually been of her evil twin, Nihtek, who was out to destroy her reputation by making out with Opathu.

Enraged, Kethin's sprang forward and swung her sword at the neck of Nihtek, who's head was removed with as much ease as if she was cutting paper. It rolled onto the floor with a ghastly expression over it's face.

"There.." Kethin breathed "She won't be bothering anyone any more.."

Upon seeing the antics of Morgalyen, Huor and Leaf she frowned for a moment. But, ever the one not to be outdone she spun about - a flash of light changing her armor (which magically disappears for some reason) into a beautiful and extremely revealing white dress. With that she downs a few flagons of mead and begins to dance on a table with Zangomah who she has managed to summon out of the nether, while he was taking a bath no less. And so another named Blood Elf man joins the party, dripping wet and covered in bubbles.

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(by Vania)

VAinia calls her pet... The white ape that goes under the name of Opathu. She grins, and the ape makes some gorilla gestured.

'Now lets have fun " and eyes the ape Opathu aswell as the Orc Opathu. "Similarities..." she thinks.

(by Morgalyen)

Morgalyen looks with confusion around..
"Three Opathus, one in black and white.. Two Kethins, one killing the other.. I need to sit down, those mushroom really didn't agree with me."
She pops down on a chair in a quiet corner and tries to make sense out of all this.

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(by Quintilitus)

Quintilius' headless body shuffles over to its head (which is screaming rants of very very nasty words).
The body ducked just in time to avoid getting hit by a flying Leaf who uses her by now huge breasts as wings, flapping them wildly.

Quintilius' body picks up the head snd rubs off some vomit and places it back on his shoulder where it knits itself together with the body again.

Gurthang walks in with a frown upon his face and adresses teh chaos in general.

"Now see, There's clearly a lack of proper tavern behavior here. This -is- a tavern and according to the rules you must...GACK "

Gurthang is cut off by accidentally swallowing a flying ping pong ball and falls to his knees, gasping for air.

Quintilius waves at Kethin, blows her a kiss, flips through the air and lands infront of Zangomah and knees him straight in the balls.



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