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She was spitballing this new version of the rule, but she would walk over and look at the space marine "you have killed someone with one of your guns, it does not matter if they begged for it, hand over any firearms you currently have to be placed in the box"

"I doubt he's going to just hand it over." And yes, Dobermann does in fact have her trusty whip, raveled up on her hip.

"It is my job to be the bouncer and the rule maker when it comes to safety for this establishment after all, to creatures such as many of you, I may not look like much, but I do have the ability to take the majority of you down without breaking a sweat"

Messinius begrudgingly places his plasma pistol in the box, then heads over to a booth to silently fume about all of this. "Can't even administer the Emperor's Peace without getting written up. These people are unwilling to see any perspective other than their own, and this does not make them good allies."

"And before you ask, I'm not surrendering anything of mine."

"You're lucky that Tyberos isn't here anymore, Silvera. He would have gutted you on the spot if you attempted to take Hunger and Slake away from him."

Oscura sighed, a grumpy frown on his face, upset that his axe was taken away.

"Well, I have another weapon, one you can't take from me!" Oscura said, stomping one of his feet. "I can spit poison!"

Pizzard would then look over to Roja before teleporting righ lt next to him. "Wanna see a magic trick?"

Oscura looked at Pizzard, then nodded confused. He seemed interested.

"Ahem. Explode yer CENSORED and small your a*s, get bent losers, turn Matt into a slime like LAST TIME!"

She would walk over to the kid and sigh a bit "first off all it is venom or acid, not poison. Second of all, do I need to place a mask over your mouth so you don't hurt anyone"

And poof. Matt is now Slime Matt. "You son of a bi-"

Oscura raised his brows at the words said by Pizzard, they were comedically censored. He then noticed Matt turned into a slime, which was funny too.

Then he looked over Silvera, then took a step back, "Don't you dare put a mask on me-" He squeaked, glaring.

"This isn't funny, someone better kill me now or else I'm gonna have to wait 6 days until I'm back to normal."

"I dunno, Matt. I kinda like you as a slime if I'm being honest." Nolegs turned to everyone else. "Anybody else with me? Huh?"

She grabs the arm of the pizza wizard and walks him outside, like a stern mother "No turning guests into slimes unless the guest you are turning asks for it. Got it?"

Pizzard would then warp away, technically on the ceiling. "Hey, I'm trying to be a comedian. Leave me alone."

She would growl and look at Matt. "Since you are the victim, you decide, do I have my daughter ward the place against him or not?"

"Well, technically, I can't feel my arms... wait, slimes don't have arms when they're blobs- look, just don't kick him out, I get his joke, but just be glad he didn't do the PINGAS BLAST, seriously, it hurts." Matt said, being the pissed off slime he is.

"Why does everyone wanna turn rowdy now"