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smash_logs2013-12-30 09:52 am
paletteknife) wrote in smash_logs2013-12-30 09:52 am
Entry tags:
- !open log,
- bulba/venusaur (pokemon),
- captain falcon (f-zero),
- chihiro fujisaki (dangan ronpa),
- clear (dramatical murder),
- elizabeth (bioshock),
- gordon freeman (half-life),
- jon talbain (darkstalkers),
- knuckles (sonic the hedgehog),
- lucca ashtear (chrono trigger),
- pit (kid icarus),
- samus aran (metroid),
- sonny moe/snorlax (pokemon),
- voile/gardevoir (pokemon),
- yasuhiro hagakure (dangan ronpa),
- ziio (assassin's creed)
HAPPY NEW YEAR
Who: Anyone of legal drinking age or with a good fake ID
What: A BAR LOG: NEW YEAR'S EDITION
When: New Year's Eve
Where: The Birdcage
Warnings: I think there may be alcohol references in this bar log. Also probably sloppy makeouts come midnight.
The Birdcage may have taken a hit during the destructive riots in the city over the summer, but like a majestic phoenix, it had risen from the ashes and looked better than ever with its renovations - just in time for one of the biggest nights of the year. The lights shone brighter and more colourful than ever, the bar was stocked with fresh new liquors from around the globe (and beyond), the music rang loud and clear through new speakers, the stage was more elaborate and featured all kinds of drag and burlesque troupes...
It was simply fabulous.
And on this New Year's Eve, it was packed from wall to wall with those reveling in the joy of having their favourite bar back and eager to see what the next year has in store. The patrons were brought together from all walks of life, all timelines and universes and races and lifestyles, to celebrate together and bask in the warm buzz of a good drink.
Some of them were here from Smash Academy. Why? Maybe they planned in advance. Maybe it was spur of the moment in an attempt to not spend New Year's miserable and alone while sober. Maybe it had to do with that brochure for the grand reopening that kept appearing on the bulletin board outside the cafeteria no matter how many times a certain hall monitor and other concerned folk took it down.
THE POINT IS. It's a drinking log. Go nuts.
What: A BAR LOG: NEW YEAR'S EDITION
When: New Year's Eve
Where: The Birdcage
Warnings: I think there may be alcohol references in this bar log. Also probably sloppy makeouts come midnight.
The Birdcage may have taken a hit during the destructive riots in the city over the summer, but like a majestic phoenix, it had risen from the ashes and looked better than ever with its renovations - just in time for one of the biggest nights of the year. The lights shone brighter and more colourful than ever, the bar was stocked with fresh new liquors from around the globe (and beyond), the music rang loud and clear through new speakers, the stage was more elaborate and featured all kinds of drag and burlesque troupes...
It was simply fabulous.
And on this New Year's Eve, it was packed from wall to wall with those reveling in the joy of having their favourite bar back and eager to see what the next year has in store. The patrons were brought together from all walks of life, all timelines and universes and races and lifestyles, to celebrate together and bask in the warm buzz of a good drink.
Some of them were here from Smash Academy. Why? Maybe they planned in advance. Maybe it was spur of the moment in an attempt to not spend New Year's miserable and alone while sober. Maybe it had to do with that brochure for the grand reopening that kept appearing on the bulletin board outside the cafeteria no matter how many times a certain hall monitor and other concerned folk took it down.
THE POINT IS. It's a drinking log. Go nuts.
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He drained the last little bit out of his glass and ordered another.
"Man. That's crazy. I don't think I could ever fight anyone like that. I mean, I'm pretty good at fighting but I've never thought of using vomit. Or like... aiming it at stuff. I mostly just punch things." he said, flexing his hands so Vinnie could see the things he was named for. "I can make my punches explode, which is pretty great."
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"I used t'be able t'make my vomit explode. It was... it was like a bomb. Made of sludge." A sludge bomb.
Vinnie quickly turned to Knuckles like he'd suddenly realized something really important that he needed to be aware of right now. "What if you punched someone in th' gut, and they threw up all over you? There'd be no way t'avoid it. That'd be point blank vomit."
It was a very real danger that everyone had to be aware of, when punching.
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He'd never actually thought about the dangers of fighting a Vomiter. Like... someone who could wield bile as a weapon.
"And I have kinda big eyes, guy. I mean... that wouldn't end well. Geeze. Damn. Geeze."
Geeze.
"Remind me to never punch you in the gut, man. Like if we spar or anything."
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"Okay." Vinnie very earnestly told him, "If we ever spar, I'll remind you t'just punch me in the face." Wow good.
But now that Knuckles mentioned it, the Venusaur leaned in closer to marvel at the smaller guy's face. "Wow, you do have big eyes. They're purple."
And they gazed deeply into one anothers eyes...
See? This is exactly what friendship is about. Compromise and equality.
"I do and they are." he replied, blinking. "They're good at seeing stuff in the dark and not so great at dealing with really bright light. Super useful for treasure hunting, though. Your eyes are red. That's pretty bad ass - I bet you could glare real good. Like if you wanted to really glare at a guy? Red eyes would do a good job of that."
Way better than purple ones.
and made out (don't tell bulba)
You get a face nuzzle for that. Here is Vinnie nuzzling your face.
(Or Goombella.) .. (Wait no she might be into it idk)
So he nuzzled Vinnie's face back. Enjoy that cold nose.
"...dang. You smell good."