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IC: Jerik looked at Salve. "You not meeting the 500? You out?" He looked at Flak. "I'm out." Said Flak, putting his cards in. He then started to look at everyone else's cards on his readout. Jerik met Tyre's eye. "500's too much for me. I'm out too." He placed his cards in. |
IC: Salve shook his head quickly "Oh yeah, right, sorry" Salve put 500 moolah tokens into the centre.
OOC: Dragonzard meant that he took a real deck of cards and did it himself, rather than make up what hand he got. |
Tyre shook his head. It was a shame that this pitifull creature would have to lose most of his money to a Tyre full house. None the less, it was all fun he thought.
Pere continued to mop up the bubbles, looking at Lulu who was of course dancing around on the bed in an odd frantic flurry. Once most of the bubbles had gone and the others had dramaticly fizzled away, he left the room and continued along the hall to the next room. |
OOC: Is Tyre's full house worth more/less than my hand?
IC: Salve looked at the Mudokon "So...are we done?" Brudda snarled at a remaining bubble and bit it. He then looked bemused at the Gluk. If he had any, he'd have raised an eyebrow. He snarled instead. |
OOC: Alf, Mike is on the bed, not Lulu.
IC (Hotel room) Mike finally settled down a bit as the bubbles were wiped away. Though had they left acid on the floor? He rolled his eyes at Lulu, who had been coated on bubbles but was now fine. But perhaps they could still be dangerous to interns, or have nasty after effects. He remained on the bed. Howler, who was now clean, furiously sprang at Tangla and Brudda. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!" He yapped loudly, piercing ears. (Fone thingy) Vobos had picked up the phone and was waiting. He was still unsure how to use it. |
OOC: The fone is an autofone, Zozo. It'll start by itself, and is mechanised. Use the template everyone else did.
IC: Brudda ignored the Slig and walked out the still open door, and looked down the cirridor. he was hungry now...he'd go find something to eat. |
Tyre knew he had won.
he put down the final 500 and looked over at salve. OOC: sorry zozo, i misread you post. :( IC: Pere, hearing comments from the room he had just left, turned on his heel and popped his head around the corner. "pay me now if you can." he said pleadingly. |
OOC: That doesn't answer my question, Alf.
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what is you hand zerox? and who was the sloggie barking at? if he was meant to be barking at pere, he's a mudokon. IC: tyre knew he now had things nearly wrapped up. |
OOC: 2 of spades, 3 of hearts, 4 of hearts, 5 of clubs, 6 of diamonds. Is that equal to yours? Less? More? Or would it be a draw and a reshuffle?
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OOC: Eh, I'll find the template eventually. Howler is pretty much attacking Brudda, I don't see how he could ignore him.
IC (Corridor) Howler growled, before leaping onto Brudda's back, biting and clinging onto him. With a lack of teeth, it did no good. |
OOC: Just get the template from some one else's post (maybe mine), and get rid of the unnecessary parts, and keep the fone speak.
IC: Brudda then noticed the Slig leap onto him, latch on, and...make noises or something, and vaguely attack him. Felt more like a massage...Brudda sat down and 'purred'. |
"Hmmmm mabey not" slax walked back to the poker table and started to read the brocher.
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(Autofone thingy) Vobos sighed as he timedly held the phone to his ear. 'Plesse state your name' the autophone asked "Vobos Brainwave..." He answered quietly. 'Is your name Vobos Brainwave?' It repeated itself. "yes..." He replied. 'What position whould you like to apply for?' Vobos hesitated. He hadn't really thought about it. It would have to be something in his abilities that he could do whilst being pregnant. "Hmmm....I could work at a till, perhaps?" 'Please answer the following questions. Do you have arthuritus?' "No." 'Do you smoke?' "No." 'Do you have any phobias that might prevent you from doing your job?' "No that I'm aware of." 'Are you diabetic?' "No." 'Please wait while we proccess the information.' Clueless, Vobos just stood and waited. (Hallway outside room) Howler grew furious as Brudda only pured. His little tiny shiny black housefly-like eyes blazed. "SO YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY, HUH?!" He yapped and 'snarled', before thrashing against the sleg and biting as hard as he could. It still didn't even hurt. Tangla watched and cackled, before deciding to wander. She skipped down a corridor and down the stairs. (Room) Mike just lay on the bed, and watched TV with the remote. Lulu carried on laughing on the floor. |
OOC: I think a Full House is better than a straight, not sure though, as I've forgotten.
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it is i believe, sorry zerox-i will leave at the end of this round so you will still have a chance to win. |
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Ever so sorry for the double post, but where is everybody? |
OOC: I was waiting for you to show your hand.
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i have 3 of diamonds spades and clubs, as well as the ace of clubs and hearts. i'm not entirley sure about the aces, but i definatley have 2.
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IC: Slax decided to check out his room he went to the room number on his card and opened the door hmmmm not bad he thought he locked the door behind him and lay down on his bed he soon fell asleep.
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OOC: Meh, me thinks Zerox could reply to meh in IC...I dunno.
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OOC: I watched Casino Royale last night.
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and zerox, i posted in OOC like 1 post ago, i thought it would continue. |
OOC: What would continue?
I'm so damn confused... |
OOC: Zozo how the hell have you not heard of Casino Royale, you know 007 James Bond(daniel craig)
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calm down dragonzardman, perhaps it is not common where he lives...
and zerox, i am implying that my OOC: continues to my next post. |
:)I know James Bond and might of heard of the title, I just.....:pDon't know anything about it. And Alfy, you called me a he, that equals sig. Whooo.
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OOC: So now what happens? I already posted my hand...bah, fine.
IC: Salve looked at the Mud "Well...show? I have a straight here" Salve lay out his hand. Brudda was starting to be irritated by the drool sliding down his face. He shook violently to try to get the Slig off. |