“With that scrap metal you call ‘hands’?” The snake scoffed. “Sure, electrocute yourself. That’ll put on quite a show.”
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Olly came crashing through the window. "INCOMING-" He flops before getting up. "Sorry everyone, but apparently, we got some new stuff to deliver and other crap." And he walks out. "Olendria, you did NOT need to throw that hard, I almost had my crown crumpled!"
"Well walk it off, Oliver."
"MY NAME'S NOT- ugh."
Cynthia Wavenevere wrote:
“With that scrap metal you call ‘hands’?” The snake scoffed. “Sure, electrocute yourself. That’ll put on quite a show.”
Theo sat there in silence for a moment. Then the helmet of his armor slid shut around his head, and he pointed his repulsors at Cynthia.
"I wouldn't do that." Case in point...Well, Theo found himself under Barbatos' giant, clawed hand. Mikazuki had no problems crushing a man to death, it's something he's done before...
Mikazuki Augus wrote:
"I wouldn't do that." Case in point...Well, Theo found himself under Barbatos' giant, clawed hand. Mikazuki had no problems crushing a man to death, it's something he's done before...
“What? Just because I have no limbs doesn’t mean I can’t defend myself?” She snaps at Mikazuki. “Besides, he doesn’t have the balls to shoot. His ass will blow up the entire bar.”
Cynthia then glances over towards Olly and Olendria, still coiled up on the counter, unbothered. “Oh, you can drop it off on the counter, I guess. I’m not the owner.”
The snake orders another drink, before turning back. “As I said, I can defend myself… but thank you, I guess.”
He got Olly the money order and took the order to the back. He returned and made Cynthia another old fashioned
"Hey Mathius, what's with the grumpy meat-tube?" He pointed at Cynthia
"WHEELJACK! She's a cobra...."
"Lady...I don't care about what you do." He raised an eyebrow. Barbatos' hand had moved away, going to a more idle spot. "Still, I do care when fools are trying to blast everyone."
An outrageously tiny man stumbled into the bar through a small crack between the wood panels of the wall. At a stature of only 4 inches tall, the guy came to an abrupt pause. He peered around with wide eyes, stepping backwards to try and return into the safety of the wall-
But the hole was mysteriously gone.
He frantically tried to skitter into the bar and hide underneath a chair, as if trying to hide from the people there who were far larger than himself.
But the hole was mysteriously gone.
He frantically tried to skitter into the bar and hide underneath a chair, as if trying to hide from the people there who were far larger than himself.
Mikazuki Augus wrote:
"I wouldn't do that." Case in point...Well, Theo found himself under Barbatos' giant, clawed hand. Mikazuki had no problems crushing a man to death, it's something he's done before...
Theo said nothing, but he immediately powered down the weapons of his armor, a sign that he wasn't going to risk getting pulped by Barbatos.
“Thanks, I guess,” The cobra says, taking the drink, before turning to the rest. Oh yeah, she is still being held at gun point.
She blinks blankly at Wheeljack, saying, “What’s with the oversized kid’s toy?”
And snapping back to Mikazuki and Theo. “What a way to play the hero. How admirable. But go ahead. Shoot, see what’ll happen to the bar.”
The cobra seems unbothered in the position she is in, and has yet to notice Oren.
(OOC: transformers mention)
She blinks blankly at Wheeljack, saying, “What’s with the oversized kid’s toy?”
And snapping back to Mikazuki and Theo. “What a way to play the hero. How admirable. But go ahead. Shoot, see what’ll happen to the bar.”
The cobra seems unbothered in the position she is in, and has yet to notice Oren.
(OOC: transformers mention)
The borrower let out a small, relieved sigh at the fact his presence had went unnoticed. From underneath the chair, he peered out at the rest of the bar- observing the strange looking residents.
"This is no normal human bean house.." He muttered to himself, voice small and quiet enough to hopefully remain unnoticed. The tiny man looked around, trying to decide if it was worth trying to further explore the area, and possibly risk being seen.
"This is no normal human bean house.." He muttered to himself, voice small and quiet enough to hopefully remain unnoticed. The tiny man looked around, trying to decide if it was worth trying to further explore the area, and possibly risk being seen.
Despite being held at gunpoint, Cynthia’s sharp eye caught movement on Oren. She turns her head slightly to make it look like she was directly staring at him—which she was.
“Need help getting on the chair?” She asked the small borrower, with the same unbothered expression and tone.
She uncoils to look down upon the borrower, with a raised “brow”. She did not give a shit at being held at gunpoint.
“Need help getting on the chair?” She asked the small borrower, with the same unbothered expression and tone.
She uncoils to look down upon the borrower, with a raised “brow”. She did not give a shit at being held at gunpoint.
Theo lowered his weapons and sat down. While his armor's helmet was still closed, a faint muffled sobbing sound could be heard from within.
Oren Mossgrove wrote:
The borrower let out a small, relieved sigh at the fact his presence had went unnoticed. From underneath the chair, he peered out at the rest of the bar- observing the strange looking residents.
"This is no normal human bean house.." He muttered to himself, voice small and quiet enough to hopefully remain unnoticed. The tiny man looked around, trying to decide if it was worth trying to further explore the area, and possibly risk being seen.
"This is no normal human bean house.." He muttered to himself, voice small and quiet enough to hopefully remain unnoticed. The tiny man looked around, trying to decide if it was worth trying to further explore the area, and possibly risk being seen.
"You are welcome here"
Oren Mossgrove wrote:
An outrageously tiny man stumbled into the bar through a small crack between the wood panels of the wall. At a stature of only 4 inches tall, the guy came to an abrupt pause. He peered around with wide eyes, stepping backwards to try and return into the safety of the wall-
But the hole was mysteriously gone.
He frantically tried to skitter into the bar and hide underneath a chair, as if trying to hide from the people there who were far larger than himself.
But the hole was mysteriously gone.
He frantically tried to skitter into the bar and hide underneath a chair, as if trying to hide from the people there who were far larger than himself.
He sniffed the tiny man and tossed his head around and dropped into a play bow
Cynthia Wavenevere wrote:
“Thanks, I guess,” The cobra says, taking the drink, before turning to the rest. Oh yeah, she is still being held at gun point.
She blinks blankly at Wheeljack, saying, “What’s with the oversized kid’s toy?”
And snapping back to Mikazuki and Theo. “What a way to play the hero. How admirable. But go ahead. Shoot, see what’ll happen to the bar.”
The cobra seems unbothered in the position she is in, and has yet to notice Oren.
(OOC: transformers mention)
She blinks blankly at Wheeljack, saying, “What’s with the oversized kid’s toy?”
And snapping back to Mikazuki and Theo. “What a way to play the hero. How admirable. But go ahead. Shoot, see what’ll happen to the bar.”
The cobra seems unbothered in the position she is in, and has yet to notice Oren.
(OOC: transformers mention)
He picked her up and put her over his shoulders like a scarf
"Nah.....not my style"
He put the cobra down
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