Well, I just talked to him, and he's not going to have internet until around Friday, and even at that he's not sure if he'll have it then. Anyway, as soon as dragon feels like getting back on, we can continue with the drinking contest. (Isn't this like the 3rd or 4th time we did one?)
geez, without players these games die horribly, and since Hyper only posts if someone else is on, Dragon is playing CoD, Sirnoobs is having internet problems, DBS doesn't even have internet, TRF is on vacation and god knows where Loco and the rest of our former players went, these games are all dead in the water!
and god knows where Loco and the rest of our former players went,
Apparently I'm God. In order... Loco got permabanned. We already told you that. Holladay has been on the fritz for months now. We told you that too. Shadow quit. A very long time ago.
Hyper, so Noobs is also on vacation? DBS said he don't know if he's getting internet or not, apparently he moved or something. I was being figurative about loco and the others, and I wasn't being dramatic, I was just saying...
shade338, unless you are playing, DO NOT post in these games!
Dragon, I don't blame you for being addicted to an addicting game, I blame the game.
So, here's how it's going to work, I will do the contest one round at a time, and if anyone wants to try and do something in the meanwhile, (like secretly helping or something like that...) feel free.
Percy: "Let the game begin! The drink be Thayvian Fire Rum, last man standin' wins, savvy?"
Ugh, long day with really bad internet, so I went and did some spring cleaning. (Yes, in the summer, DON'T JUDGE ME!) I feel like collapsing, so I'm gonna go to bed. Good night everyone.
Alright, internet's working better today, so far...
*Sound of dice rolling* The first round goes fairly well, with each side still holding strong, but the night is young an there's plenty more where that came from. (Popo takes 12 damage, Percy takes 8)
Percy: "Not bad mate, but this be an acquired taste, and too much of it could kill ya, HAR HAR HAR!"
Second Round *Sound of dice rolling* Popo is holding strong, but Percy seems to be immune to the stuff, as he gulps his down like it was a saucer of milk! (Popo takes 9, Percy takes 4)
Percy: "Ah, that'll put hair on yer chest. Ya still think ye can best me? I'd like to see ya try!"
Third Round *Sound of dice rolling* Popo is losing his edge, and Percy is holding strong. It is very obvious that he's not only an experienced drinker, but quite hardy and tolerant of this particular brew. Popo begins to feel a burning sensation in the pit of his stomach, and he starts to feel woozy. (Popo takes 18 damage, Percy takes 11)
Percy: "WOO, it always be after the 3rd one mates usually give up, so I commend ye, well done mate, but it ain't over till the cows come home!"
