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Gonna Sell

*Shonufff* Comanche Racer Renegade Group: Marshals Posts: 131 Joined: Dec 24, 2007 A lone dark man walks into Dexter's and stands in the doorway as the crowd quiets. Comanche uses his powers and elevates himself as he glides across the floor. He stops at the bar and orders his customary JD. one of the patrons looks at him and shouts "Hey Comanche long time no see. Been busy... I need to sell GFive! It's taking up too much of my time.. ......................... vet wv marshal Posted Apr 28, 2020, 2:39 am

*Maxxed* [v]@Xx3D []ut Darkwind Guru Mutants Faction Group: Marshals Posts: 961 Joined: May 20, 2010 A large snot-like blob oozes over to the bar leaving a trail of iridescent slime in it's wake much to the annoyance of Dexter's new three-eyed wench. "It's not like that snotblob ever tips and Im the one that has to shovel up it's slime." she mutters just loudly enough that it carries over the same hypnotechno soundtrack from some warcars style computer game that has been playing in the bar since the late 1990s. The blob yawns something vaguely resembling a mouth n drawls "GeevIve; shounds lyke a bayddd ayetees boyee bwand orr one ov does inerwational gubernment finktank twade fings dey had afour da apocalypticococopops but eyeshoom yuz iz twalking about a cwamp?" ......................... vet wv deathrceL1 marshal pvp5 pvp20,0,1 Posted Apr 28, 2020, 3:41 am Last edited Apr 28, 2020, 5:21 am by *Maxxed*

Dekkarius Terminatus Pedestrian Renegade Group: Members Posts: 1 Joined: Apr 24, 2019 A man in worn military fatigues looks up, having just swallowed an oblivion seeking gulp of whatever it is they call beer this week. He sets down his mug, which might have been part of the exhaust system from a two-axle lorry with a handle welded onto it. He strokes his stubble, and his eyebrows raise as he spots someone gliding up to the bar he's seated at without actually walking. "Where in the hell did you learn to do that? ...and what's GFive?" He looks up at the man that just arrived at the bar and ordered a JD, awaiting his response with eyebrows slightly raised. ......................... wv vet Posted Apr 28, 2020, 4:12 am

*Maxxed* [v]@Xx3D []ut Darkwind Guru Mutants Faction Group: Marshals Posts: 961 Joined: May 20, 2010 The snotblob leans seductively up against the bar and props the more headlike part of its anatomy on the bar with something that looks like a desiccated booger but is probably an arm and purrs from it's yawn-hole in the vague direction of the gentleman in the faded khaki. "Itz juzza a natral talent suga bae; me namez Vera Sanger but y'll friends n lubbers call me Butty. Eyez a panschezuanal ya see so y'll normalness dont fweak me out. Wanna get ya'll norm on out back behinda da dumpster?" The bar goes as quiet as it ever gets. Nothing can be heard but the tapping of a space bar from Dexters console, the ever droning of the late 1990s hynotechno and the sound of the three eyed barmaid trying not to throw up. Unperturbed Vera continues. "Bet that ShoEnoff ebony fella be gibben y'll all kindsa ov high GeevIves when y'll get back inside the bar with that Jay Bee Effffed look!" She raises a scarified ridge that might have once been an eyebrow invitingly... ......................... vet wv deathrceL1 marshal pvp5 pvp20,0,1 Posted Apr 28, 2020, 5:20 am Last edited Apr 28, 2020, 7:19 am by *Maxxed*

*Maxxed* [v]@Xx3D []ut Darkwind Guru Mutants Faction Group: Marshals Posts: 961 Joined: May 20, 2010 Dexter looks up from some obscure TBS warcars game that he has been playing for the last few decades and states encouragingly "Once ya go mutie ya done looking for beauty!" ......................... vet wv deathrceL1 marshal pvp5 pvp20,0,1 Posted Apr 28, 2020, 5:25 am

darthspanky McSPANKYS LOLLIPOP GANSTAS Darkwind Guru Anarchists Faction Group: Subscribers Posts: 4,008 Joined: Jul 29, 2007 "BIG GUN' sits at his table and smiles " Our last dear gang leader sold a camp compound in ss before her sad demise, got 12000 shinny chrome for it, watch out for these cheapskate noobies might only offer small amounts" "word is they sell carrots there now" ......................... vet paintball wv1,0,1 Posted Apr 28, 2020, 5:32 am Last edited Apr 28, 2020, 5:34 am by darthspanky

*Synyster Gates* Sleeper Cell N7 Racer Mutants Faction Group: Marshals Posts: 200 Joined: Nov 27, 2009 A hooded, furry-faced woman strolls into the bar. She looked licks one of her large canines and sits beside the floaty man. She orders another round for the man and with a low growl she inquires, "What's it worth to ya?" ......................... vet wv deathrceL1 santa2 paintladder marshal ped1 Posted Apr 28, 2020, 2:27 pm

*Shonufff* Comanche Racer Renegade Group: Marshals Posts: 131 Joined: Dec 24, 2007 Comanche throws back the JD and orders another one.. Then he says,,, If you have to ask what Gfive is then you don't need to know.. "Dang noobies!" he mumbles.. Comanche leans on the bar, with his dirty glass in his hand. Listening to the woman as she asks "Whats it worth to ya? Then he replies.. Too much to give it away... or shout a number out in this bar.. but I will tell ya this.. its worth every DW$ you spend on it.. I just want to focus on my other camp. ......................... vet wv marshal Posted Apr 28, 2020, 2:41 pm

Fealty Lost Slaughterhouse: Bloody Remains Darkwind Guru Renegade Group: Subscribers Posts: 1,258 Joined: Jan 6, 2009 In one of the many obscure corners of the rathole called "Dexter's" in Somerset, quietly sat an observant 'norm.' She kept the cowl of her duster pulled up over her blonde locks, all the better to not draw attention to herself and watched the assembled freaks play at being alive; talking about things as though they deserved to be upright and breathing. She made a note of the freak that floated up to the bar, gagging at the blatant display of mutation. Soon, more defectives attached themselves to the abomination. She made note of any colors being worn, or patches displayed and with a small circle of grime cleaned from one of the ancient windows she sat near; any vehicle they drove up in. Slaughterhouse Bath and Lodgin' had been formed decades ago for the express purpose of eliminating these aberrations from humanity, its founder having copied plans found in an old magazine which showed a hotel which had been modified to allow its patron to murder, at will, unsuspecting travelers and dispose of the bodies with nary a trace left. She was amazed the powers that be allowed these degenerate genetic mistakes to walk around Somerset in the midst of normals. She remembered all the stories told about the Before Times, when such biological trash were hunted and destroyed, as told by the succession of Top Men who had led the Slaughterhouse crew over the years. Barbara Wagner made note...and swallowed the bile that rose up in her throat even just being in the same room with the slim chance of breathing some of the exhaled air from one of these repellent walking/floating/crawling genetic trash heaps. She unconsciously pulled up the filtering face covering that was part of her livery. Better safe than mutated. ......................... vet wv Posted Apr 29, 2020, 12:09 pm

*Shonufff* Comanche Racer Renegade Group: Marshals Posts: 131 Joined: Dec 24, 2007 Comanche looks back at the Woman sitting there with the cover over her face. He knew she watched them.. He knew she saw everything. He watched as she uncover her face. Atleast what used to be a face.. Dang! That's the ugliest face I've seen in a long time! No wonder she kept it covered. He said to himself.. Then in a booming voice he said.. I'll let her go for 8mil.. then orders another JD ......................... vet wv marshal Posted May 3, 2020, 4:18 pm

*Shonufff* Comanche Racer Renegade Group: Marshals Posts: 131 Joined: Dec 24, 2007 Commanche looks at his rare communicator as it lights up... Then says ": Well fellows thats it! Its sold!... He then downs a larger shot of JD as he walks towards the exit. He stops, turns around and says.. Jack Danny is the only drink for real men and breaks the empty glass on the floor as he exits through the bat wings..! ......................... vet wv marshal Posted May 4, 2020, 12:21 am

*Shonufff* Comanche Racer Renegade Group: Marshals Posts: 131 Joined: Dec 24, 2007 Comanche walked back into the Dexters "Shaking his head". Castle Doctrine is up for sale. I will take 8 mil for it he says... Let me know quick!! No Credit! Will also Trade! ......................... vet wv marshal Posted Jul 12, 2020, 8:17 pm

*Shonufff* Comanche Racer Renegade Group: Marshals Posts: 131 Joined: Dec 24, 2007 Comanche picks up his communication device.. Says ok Done! The camp is sold he proclaims.. " Now I can focus on my other camp and killin....! He drinks his rather large and dirty glass of Jack Daniels... ......................... vet wv marshal Posted Jul 21, 2020, 2:44 pm

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