Devil's Nest, Saturday

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Today's day?

WRATH

Anger. Rage. Bloody freaking murder.

The drink?

Beer. The kind they serve at Soccer Matches. And cheap, so you can drink a lot.

Comments

The Bar

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Drink! Drink! Drink until you fight the bar!

Re: The Bar

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Deadpool sat down at the bar, still feeling fierce. Maybe it was the yellow thong.

"Cosmo me!"

Re: The Bar

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Nate didn't even bother to say hi to the guy with cat ears of anything. His method of greeting Wade was going to be simple. Use arm to introduce Wade's face to the bar. Up close and personal like.

Re: The Bar

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"That's not a Cosmo," Wade said into the bar. He pushed up to buck the arm off and get with the ass kicking of whoever just introduced his nose to the bar.

Re: The Bar

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"You better have a damn good alibi," Nate spat.

Re: The Bar

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(Oh, you have got to be kidding me.)

"If this is about the thing with your mom, I have a very good explaination as to why I was in her panty drawer," Wade replied, reaching for a knife.

Re: The Bar

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Schrodinger leaned back slightly and fired up his video camera.

Re: The Bar

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Nate popped his neck. "You did not just say that."

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"Say what?" Deadpool asked, pulling his knife and twisting painfully to stab any part of a certain time travelling Jesus that he could reach.

"That your mom has some hot panties?"

Re: The Bar

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Nate twisted to take the knife against his techno-organic arm. "Did you shoot him, Wade? Think it'd make you a big shot again?"

Re: The Bar

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Deadpool braced himself against and pushed back hard to knock Nate away.

"Okay, see here's the problem Nate buddy. You're just babbling like a crazy person and that's my job."

Re: The Bar

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Nate staggered back, but regained his footing.

"We should take this some place more private."

Re: The Bar

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"Fine! That way I can kick you ass without any distractions," Deadpool said as he rolled his eyes and rushed forward to punch Cable. A good sucker punch was needed after that bar thing. "Bodyslide by two! (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/1537324.html)"

Re: The Bar

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Tyler leaned on the bar. "Got a beer for me?"

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Schrodinger raised an eyebrow. "I.D.?"

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"Do you really need to follow that rule?" Tyler asked, conspiratorially. "One bear. Come on."

Re: The Bar

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"A bear? I dunno. If you're asking for bears, you might've had too many?"

Something at Schrodinger's hip beeped.

" 'Scuse me a sec," Schro said. He pulled out a small device and looked at the screen.

He raised his eyebrow, then replaced it.

And slid a beer across the bar. "Turns out? It's not gonna matter."

Re: The Bar

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"Bears," Tyler said as if this settled it, taking a sip of the drink, "are very intelligent animals."

He raised an eyebrow at Schrodinger. "That's a funky cell phone."

Re: The Bar

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"It's very long distance," Schrodinger responded.

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"Got friends in distant lands?" Tyler asked.

Re: The Bar

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"Yes. And distant times," Schrodinger responded.

Re: The Bar

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"That would explain the special phone," Tyler nodded.

"So do the time travelers ever find their way to this bar?"

Re: The Bar

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"Probably. A lot of us are time travelers, you know. The home I left? It's 1999."

The Lounge

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Argue artificial turf.

Dance Floor

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ANGRY techno. With screaming vocals.

OOC

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Warning:

FIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!