Deadlock And SprinkledSpice's New Roleplay.
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Thread Topic: Deadlock And SprinkledSpice's New Roleplay.
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“GOD MOTHERF**KING DAMNIT!!!!! IT'S CLEAR SPACE!!!! RIGHT INFRONT OF THE BUILDING!!!! WE COULD'VE GONE AROUND THE ENTIRE TIME!!!!” Bolshovar Shouted In Frustration As He Banged His Fists On The Control Panel.
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The detective resisted the urge to do something similar to Bolshavor. "Well that's great," he said dryly.
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“Damnit! Those Bombs Weren't Cheap Either!!!” Dave Said. “RRRRAAAAAARRRR!!!” Bigfoot Declared. A Moment Of Silence And Sadness Followed. “Does The Radar Still Show Lucifer Inside?” Dave Asked. “Yeah...” Bolshovar Said With Hands Over His Face. *Sigh* “I‘ll Land Us On The Asteroid.” Bolshovar Claimed.
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The detective pulled in for a smooth landing on what seemed to be the stablest asteroid he could find. He put on his space gear and launched out.
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Bolshovar's Shuttle Landed On An Asteroid Right Beside The Building. Dave And Bigfoot Floated Over To The Structure While Bolshovar Put On His Space Suit. “What The Hell?” Dave Asked In Confusion When He Got Closer To The Building. “What Is It?” Bolshovar Asked Over The Intercoms. “Fred's Space Bar In Space? What Kind Of Joke Is This?” Dave Asked Nobody In Particular.
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"Oh great," the detective said. "That's one of the worst places to look for someone like Lucifer. Try not to get stuck in the reflector."
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“Alright Get Your Weapons Ready, We Might Need Them.” Bolshovar Ordered As Be Took A Pistol Out Of His Holster. Dave Showed His Sharp Claws And Teeth While Bigfoot Cracked His Knuckles.
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The detective sighed. He wished his radio wasn't so loud. He made sure his deadly solar ray gun was strapped in tightly and pushed off. He landed outside of the bar and waited for Bolshavor and his gang.
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“Let's Go.” Bolshovar Ordered As Him And His Crew Walked Towards The Detective. When All Four Reached The Doors Of The Bar They Stood Still For A Moment. “Bigfoot, You Got This One.” Bolshovar Claimed. Bigfoot Then Moved To Kick The Door In Only For The Outline Of A Person Sitting At A Table To Be Seen.
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The detective checked the tracking device. "He's gotta be here." Then his eyes settled on the figure sitting alone at the table. "Could it be...?"
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“Hey. You Over At The Table.” Bolshovar Called Out Only To Receive No Answer. “Lucifer?” Bolshovar Asked, Still No Answer. Bolshovar Slowly Creeped Towards The Man And Noticed Two Things. He Is Lucifer And, “I Think He's High On Something!” Bolshovar Claimed. “I Don't Know What You Were Expecting.” Dave Replied Under His Breath.
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"I'm not even surprised at this point," the detective said. "Learn to expect the unexpected."
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“Does Anybody Have Something We Can Snap Him Out Of This With?” Bolshovar Asked. “There Is A Knife In The Shuttle.” Dave Replied. “We Want To Wake Him Up, Not Stab Him To Death, Jeez Man.” Bolshovar Informed.
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"Maybe a tazer," the detective suggested. "Or a bucket of ice water. Either way's fine by me."
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“Yeah That's A Good Idea. Bigfoot, You Got A Tazer Right?” Bolshovar Asked. “RRR.” Bigfoot Replied. “Alright, Hand It Over.” Bolshovar Claimed. “RRRAAAA RR.” Bigfoot Informed. “Damnit, Does Anybody Have Any Batteries?” Bolshovar Asked. “Would Triple A Work?” Dave Asked. “Would Triple A Work?” Bolshovar Asked Bigfoot. Bigfoot Nodded His Head. “Yeah They Would Work.” There Was A Long Pause. “Well?” Bolshovar Asked. “What?” Dave Asked. “Hand Over The Batteries!” Bolshovar Demanded. “I Never Said I Had Batteries!” Dave Replied. “WHY DID YOU ASK IF TRIPLE A WORKED?????” Bolshovar Yelled In Frustration. “BECAUSE I WANTED TO NOW IF THEY WOULD WORK! THAT'S ALL!!!” Dave Fired Back. “OH GOD F**K!!!! F**K!!! F**K!!!!!” Bolshovar Shouted. “Not Right Now Sheila, Daddy’s Sleeping.” Lucifer Said In A Low And Drunken Voice.
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