Wyvern Posted September 14, 2006 Report Posted September 14, 2006 Wyvern grits his teeth and winces as he shoves the second beer keg into position. The moldy metallic cylinders sit next to each other like a set of Alcoholics Anonymous turntables, complete with a crossfader dashboard for dispensing booze from their taps. The phrase "Happy Birthday Brute" is a bit difficult to read under the rust of the kegs, but the "Almost Dragonic Brand Bruteweiser Emergency Supply" tag reassures the pennite crowds that there shouldn't be much of a difference in taste. Once a rot gut, always a rot gut. "It'sss all set!" Wyvern rubs his claw together and squeals excitedly, wandering down the long line of different Bruteweiser bottles set across the Cabaret Room floor. Attached to each of the varying bottles is a different shade of firecracker, though all of the explosives have one identical trait: a short fuse. Wyvern licks a claw and pulls a crumpled sheet of paper from the mouth of the black asp on his leg. "Lemme just double check here, hmmm." Wyvern slowly walks from bottle to bottle in short steps, reading the checklist out loud for all to hear. "Bruteweiser Dark- Drow Vintage with accompanying elven arrow firecracker for Thinas' B-day, check! Bruteweiser Dwarven Ale Substitute with complex multi-purpose firecracker gizmo for Asmadeus' (belated) B-day, check! Bruteweiser Fizzy Plus with imitation Hephaestus knife firecracker for srsizzy's (belated) Birthday, check! Brutweiser Canada Wry with miniature mooing cow firecracker for Tyrions' (belated) B-day, check! Bruteweiser Caffeinated All-Nighter Formula with evil megalomaniac cigar firecracker for troubled sleep's (belated) Birthday, check! Bruteweiser Silver Distilled with angelic flight course firecracker for Vincent Silver's (belated) B-day, check!" Wyvern grins and tosses the sheet aside, then snaps a claw in the air and turns to the gathered pennites. "If there are more that haven't been celebrated but earn a toast, grab your own Bruteweissser bottle and chug it in one swig in honor of'em. For now, may the party begin!" Much to the horror of those who have gathered, Wyvern takes out a single match, and lights it on the back of one of his horns... OOC: A Happy Birthday to Brute, Thinas, and all those who participate here that I haven't managed to acknowledge in a creative post. Consider yourselves thought of and appreciated. ;-)
cryptomancer Posted September 15, 2006 Report Posted September 15, 2006 Happy birthday all, hope the days were fantastic, and many wishes (from well blown candles) come true.
Wyvern Posted September 18, 2006 Author Report Posted September 18, 2006 Wyvern watches cryptomancer's eyes go wide as the bottle rockets begin soaring throughout the room. The mage yells and drops to the floor as srsizzy's Fizzy Plus Bottlerocket swerves and misses his head by a few inches, exploding against an antique Cabaret Room vase and giving the "well blown" part of cryptomancer's statement new meaning. Rockets and beers of all shapes and sizes careen through the air in a light rain of foaming alcoholic beverages. "Here'sssss to Racouol!" Wyvern raises a bottle of Bruteweiser Dishwashing Solvent Guzzler attached to a metallic firecracker painted frying pan silver. The lizard jumps back as Asmadeus' odd gizmo firecracker goes twirling past him at dangerous speeds, then pauses a moment and pulls out a bottle of Bruteweiser Chaotic Successor Brew with a fairy lantern firecracker. The lizard yells over the sounds of explosions that echo throughout the room. "And to Azuran! Two aging pennites of yore. Bottomsss up!" With that, Wyvern pops the corks of the two bottles and proceeds to guzzle them simultaneously, ignoring the frenzy of bottle rockets that continues to soar in every direction throughout the Cabaret quarters. The lizard drops the bottles and lets out a loud belch of flames once he's finished, staggering forward in a drunken stupor and somehow evading the crash collision course of Thinas' elven arrow firecracker in the process. The reptilian Elder curses as he trips over the kneeling cryptomancer, falling over just as troubled sleep's megalomaniac cigar firecracker sails over head. "Well *hic*" Wyvern shifts his position on the ground and turns to cryptomancer, wincing at the sound of a loud explosion. "Thish doeshn't look good... what to *hic* do?" OOC: A Happy Birthday to Racouol, and a belated Happy Birthday to Azuran. :-) I hope that you had great ones, and also hope you guys don't mind having your celebrations confined to this thread. The current Pen RP character drought has limited my birthday storyline capacity to one a month... >_
The Portrait of Zool Posted September 18, 2006 Report Posted September 18, 2006 A 'Birthday' thread! I like the idea! I had to work through the weekend, so my computer time has been cruelly chopped - but Happy belated Brute, and Happy B-day Racouol! May your pockets remain deep, and your frying pans, err... frying panny.
Racouol Posted September 23, 2006 Report Posted September 23, 2006 Racouol walked in to see what all the noise was about and managed to barely block a frying pan silver firecracker with his frying pan. He watch as all the pennits ran for cover from the fireworks and wyvern merriely and drunkly singing, completely unaware how dangerously close some of the fireworks got to him. "you know there are much safer..." Racouol quickly ducked as another firecracker flew his way " ...ways of celebrating a birthday. You could sing songs like this one" Racouol then took a deep breath but before he could start singing the frying pan silver firecracker that was now inbedded in his frying pan decided at that moment to explode. Racouol flew into the wall and was knocked uncontious. OOC: Thank you Wyv and zool. Happy belated birthday Brute and everyone else
Wyvern Posted September 26, 2006 Author Report Posted September 26, 2006 "Yeeeesh!" Wyvern cringes at the sight of the Racouol-shaped indent in the Cabaret wall, and trembles in a drunken stupor as the miniature mooing cow cracker grazes dangerously overhead. The overgrown lizard rolls left and right on the ground in the hopes of expelling a bit of the Bruteweiser Dishwashing Solvent Guzzler from his system, only to pause and roll back to his original position as a sudden thought occurs to him. "Ssssay, cryptomancer." Wyvern nudges the grounded pennite with his tail stinger and stares up at the flames near the ceiling. "Today's yer*urp* birthday in'*hic*it?" "Yeah." Cryptomancer continues to hold his hands over his head as the fairy lantern firecracker bombs past him at a dangerous angle. He lets out a sigh of relief and turns his head to face Wyvern, only to freeze as he see's the grin on the lizard's face. "I-I mean no, no- no! Definitely not! False alarm Wyv, it was a uhh, one of those time zo-" "Aaaawwwwwww don't be sho *hic* modesssst." Wyvern snickers and pulls out a bottle of Bruteweiser Nether Spirits along with a fleet-seeking Raven firecracker. "Here's to yer company and good health, ya lightweight!" Wyvern rasps a long laugh between firecracker explosions, then proceeds to chug the Bruteweiser Nether Spirits in a single go. The reptilian Elder reels and somehow manages to trip head over heels while still lying down. Cryptomancer grimaces and begins crawling away as fast as he can, listening to the sound of fleet-seeking Raven's fuse over the loud explosions. He grumbles something about Wyvern's wishes of good health being premature, then ducks and covers as the Hephaestus knife firecracker swings its course over head. The birthday pennite breaks into a sweat, clearly hearing the Raven cracker's fuse hiss faster and faster... OOC: Happy Birthday, cryptomancer. ;-)
The Portrait of Zool Posted September 26, 2006 Report Posted September 26, 2006 Again - no time, no time! I would REALLY like to light an almost M-80 Birthday-Bash-Brutel-Cracker... But no time. But, I can still wish Cryptomancer a happy B-day!
cryptomancer Posted September 28, 2006 Report Posted September 28, 2006 It suddenly Dawned on Cryptomancer that the Reptilian Elder had said 'fleet seeking'...... this was followed shortly after by the realisation that one of the items in the many folds of his cloak was in fact a travel game.... a travel game called 'battleships'..... with not just one, but two fleets.... Many pennites realised just how fast a raven can fly, when there is a fleet seeking raven cracker chasing his back pocket.
The Portrait of Zool Posted October 2, 2006 Report Posted October 2, 2006 I just can't let this day go by without saying something... HAPPY B-DAY MASTER P! An many happy returns!
yochva Posted October 5, 2006 Report Posted October 5, 2006 Happy almost-two-months-after-my-birthday to me... Eh. Would y'all believe I forgot about it? And that this is really a one time deal, I have no time in the forseeable future, other than tonight. Yeah. Happy birthday to all and sundry!
Ozymandias Posted October 6, 2006 Report Posted October 6, 2006 Happy Brewthday guys. \;>) (Eva- Glad Mitchell's safe.)
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