throws her arms around DarkHeart’s neck and whispers in his ear
There can be only one, huh? I was thinking along the lines of ten or eleven. You up to that?
noticing that Struuter is drawing the attention from her and thinking “oh no she didn’t” Mojo fills mouth with more tequila, pulls a lighter from her bra and launches into her patented Flamethrower maneuver barely missing struuter and darkheart and igniting half the Innuits who were only there for the fish. “Sorry” she squeaks while secretly enjoying the worried looks of all the participants of the barfight, “these hot flashes are a bitch”
extends a thumbs-up to mojo over DarkHeart’s shoulder
Nice. Very nice. You have a real gift.
10 or 11…
That’s just an hour…
I had plans for a couple of days…
mojo57…don’t worry. I just might come back for you… But get any closer with that talent of yours…
and what? Do you think I’m afraid of you punk? DO YOU!!!Don’t make me have to let you find out the hard way the extent of my many “talents” Don’t forget what happened tothe last man to annoy me.
Steeljaw remains unconcious on the floor
:steeljaw comes to:
Can’t think of anything to say except:
“Thank you ma’am, my I have another”
:Wonders if somebody just got done watching Coyote Ugly
No, I haven’t seen the movie but,if those Bi**hes think they can steal my moves, I’d like to invite them all down to the SDBF. They have no idea who they are messin with. (The following type of statement is what is commonly refered to as issuing wolf tickets but in this case it will be know as issuing COYOTE tickets) Come on everybody step right up. Who wants a piece of me.
<Comes out of the shadows>
Oh no! You dropped all of my bags on the floor!!!
<pouts>
Sees the sign on the window, wanders in to pick up an application. Sits at the most un-sticky table available and starts filling it out.
Takes a long look at the bodies on the floor.
Crumples up the application and orders a Mike’s instead.
Steel!! I thought we were engaged!
Well, actually I came in here for Android, but he hasn’t come back…so go on with what you were doing.
Mojo breaks into song
You don’t know what your messin with. No you never did. you don’t know what your dealin with, but that’s tough titty kid. The lion’s gonna sleep tonight and if you pull its tail, it roars. mumbles forgotten lyrics till she gets to a familiar phrase You know what I say Up yours
Where’s this damn android pansie?
:picking up bags:
I’m gonna show that biotch what we do with woman-stealers around here. I’ve got a nice size 13 running shoe to shove up his…
When he comes back…ah man…there’s gonna be a lotta weirdness between us.
Then when he leaves, there’s gonna be a lotta weird looking marks on his face.
Feely, have you set a date yet? My mom’s been bugging me about the date again. And don’t forget about the florist.
Well, I haven’t decided on the date since I’m considering dumping you!!!
I know what happened between you and that Nocturne girl!
You pig!!
Cy, the guy
Saunters in.
Underage, can’t buy.
No priors, though, and would like to be hardcore
A’fore
Heading off the the College
Collage of Life.
Steps over missles
And gristles
While he whistles
Symphony No. 5 in c minor, Op. 67
Courtesy of the original Def Pauper
Beethoven.
Dot-dot-dot-dash
There’s a gash
On the floor where my headwassplitopenforwritingafreakin’poeminabar.
Sheesh!
:::grabs a table leg for some fun:::
<swoon>
Steeljaw? I don’t know anyone named Steeljaw.
hehe. a poet!!! wow
grabs Cy Coe and makes off with him
Mojo wakes up on the bar and takes a mental survey
Fingernails are broken, clothing is torn, mascara is running down face, head is pounding, eyelashes are singed, and what… is… that… smell? OH MY GOD THERE IS A DEAD MAN’S ARM IN MY BRA! ! ! IT APPEARS TO HAVE BEEN TORN OFF AND USED TO BEAT SOMEONE ABOUT THE HEAD AND SHOULDERS WITH.
thinks to her self
Oh F**K! not again.
A hush falls over the bar as all turn to watch as the mighty amazon warrior Mountain Blue enters. “Oh NO” they mutter “What is she doing here”?
Mountain Blue walks up to the bar….orders a shot of JD and downs it in one gulp.
Mountain Blue’s eyes turn to survey the carnage. A sly smile is all anyone notices as she reaches back between her shoulders and pulls out her weapons.
She turns to the women and says, “Ladies…I’m here to win…it’s time for the women to turn this pallor game into a real fight…let’s get started while the men are distracted by my bodacious ta ta’s!
I knew you would come.
Now the student has become the master. Eh ASShopper?
Mojo begins to use the dead man’s arm like nunchucks
Hey I know I can’t spell it but that doesn’t keep me from whipping your ass with it.
Mojo looks at MB with an indefinable look on her face
LET’S PLAY
:Steeljaw with bitter look on face rips off random drunk’s finger:
:begins scrawling something across the wall:
“Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
He may be able to write poetry, but if he so much as thinks about laying his hand on feely or makes her secondguess her decision to marry me,
I’ll kick his ass, too.”
Tosses finger aside.
Leaves bar to go get a drink somewhere quiet.