The Coffee Room

[Lordxana0]

*walks in and looks around* You know when this place started it was so safe.

[Scarab]

*walks in and looks around* You know when this place started it was so safe.

Yup. Then you opened the doors and let us all in.

[Lordxana0]

And I never regretted it for a minute. A round of Super Green Stuff for everyone *drops mugs into different portals and a glass appears in everyones hands*

[Scarab]

And I never regretted it for a minute. A round of Super Green Stuff for everyone *drops mugs into different portals and a glass appears in everyones hands*

Here's to the coffee room, centre of weird. *Downs green stuff*

[Endless Sea]

Ah, I've heard about this. *sips* Not bad, not bad at all.

*alarms sound*

Ah, it appears my war cocoon is about to reach its destination. Excellent.

[The Wild West Pyro]

The Metaguards are relaxing in their room, Drinking Green Stuff and eating apples to stay awake. Moriarty and Morgana are locked up in their Doom Fortress cell, where soft moaning is occasionally heard.

Don Juan is stuck in a padded cell. The Phantom is playing Gangnam Style on his portable organ in a birdcage high up on the ceiling, near a swinging chandelier. Lime Man is playing cards with the other guardians. Mr. A is flirting with Eli who is ignoring him.

Cheshire is taking a nap on the Persian carpet near the fireplace. Poirot is drinking hot chocolate, while Holmes sips his cocoa. The Witch is on lookout duty today, flying around the huge ten storey log cabin that is the outside of the shop. Gulliver and Silver are reading travel guides. Romeo and Juliet are quietly playing chess. Adam Frankenstein is writing his script for his play while drawing pig noses and glasses and moustaches on critics' faces in a copy of the Chicago Tribune. Peter Pan is studying a map of Never Land.

Then the door slams open.

Don Quixote hobbles in, and brushes the snow off his armour, which is simply the suit of armour from the Coffee Room Armoury. Then a gas masked wearing figure, with a Walther P99 in his leg holster and a Shotgun, as well as a red and black Crowbar strapped to his back, sets down his backpack and suitcase. Everyone stares.

Me: Hello Guys.

I'M BACK.


Quixote: And now, having escorted this young Fire Wizard back to the castle, I shall now go off to Holland to do a great service for them- by fighting one of my oldest enemies- THE FOUR ARMED GIANTS WHO TAKE THE FORM OF WINDMILLS!

Everyone: NONONONONONONOOOOOO!

(Also- in the Coffee Room there are bathrooms, rooms for the Metaguards, slightly more luxurious rooms for the fictionals, a huge armoury, a library, a game arcade, a cinema and tv room, a disco, a missile silo ( don't know where that came from.), a computer fixing room, a respawn room in the lounge, a basement, a dating room, a lab, and, feel free to add anything else, since the log cabin can have rooms added. Just type in the room you want in the Apple 2 Computer which is part of the Coffee Machine that powers the cabin.

And where is this wonderful log cabin?

IN ANTARTICA OF COURSE. JUST NEAR THE SOUTH POLE AND ON THE GROUND ABOVE THE SUNKEN ATLANTIS.

CAN THIS BE THE OFFICIAL DESCRIPTION OF THE COFFEE ROOM, LORDXANA?

[eli_gone_crazy]

And I never regretted it for a minute. A round of Super Green Stuff for everyone *drops mugs into different portals and a glass appears in everyones hands*

thank you xan.
*drinks blue stuff*

[Endless Sea]

OOC: Pyro, dude, stop reposting your own posts and spamming the thread with pictures. If they don't get a response, it generally isn't because we didn't notice them, it you catch my drift. As for the coffee room, it is undefined, and it shall stay that way.

[AMimsyBorogove]

Should I take it as a sign of this place's general madness that you actually felt the need to use OOC there?

...

Eh, whatever. *sits in a gigantic basket chair, large enough to fit in a matching set with the ridiculously oversized furniture in Los Noches, sipping green stuff while playing chess with all of the pieces replaced with cats, all of which have humorous captions taped onto them, and are wearing paper masks with poorly drawn avatars of all of the coffee room participants on them. Also, the chessboard is hanging upside down, and happens to be both on fire, and eating itself. And all of the squares are replaced alternatively by tarot cards and various spaces from Monopoly. And my opponent is actually just a mirror with a mustache poorly drawn on it.*

Muahahahaha. With this chessboard... lolcats.... thing... I have secretly manipulated every single event that has occurred thus far! DANCE, MY FLUFFY, MEME-CAPTIONED PUPPETS! DANCE!

...

Well, except Sicon. He's actually responsible for all of the moves of the other cat-pieces, since he's possessing my mustache mirror and periodically using it to through microwaves full of c4 at my face. It's kind of distracting when you're in the middle of rotating the chessboard exactly 180 degrees clockwise to predict and render a forecast for the potential actions of the opponent against whom you are currently playing, and then the next thing you know, everything explodes and your hair is on fire.

...

So really, I guess you could say Sicon's actually been behind everything, and I've just been doing random stuff in response while he blows my face up for shits and giggles.

...

Why do I get the feeling this revelation doesn't surprise anyone?

[Genndy Oda C.O.G.]

Well, it's no surprise to me because your name is a section of a nonsense poem, but that's probably just me.

[AMimsyBorogove]

Wait, that's the ONLY reason you have to expect me being random? Seriously? Where the hell have you BEEN, man?

[Qara-Xuan Zenith]

in Los Noches

Las Noches

...wait. Are you making the obscure reference I think you're making? because that feels... highly unlikely.

*trains 47 artificially-intelligent lasers infused with NITROGEN POWERS on Mimsy's head, ready to fire if he doesn't answer with alacrity.*

[AMimsyBorogove]

...

Good luck firing those through my plethora of defensive measures. And killing me with them, for that matter, even if they do get through.

As for the reference, it was to the Couch Behind the Man Behind the Man, also known as Aizen's ridiculously gigantic furniture once he face heel turns and becomes big bad of Bleach.

[Endless Sea]

Should I take it as a sign of this place's general madness that you actually felt the need to use OOC there?

...

Eh, whatever. *sits in a gigantic basket chair, large enough to fit in a matching set with the ridiculously oversized furniture in Los Noches, sipping green stuff while playing chess with all of the pieces replaced with cats, all of which have humorous captions taped onto them, and are wearing paper masks with poorly drawn avatars of all of the coffee room participants on them. Also, the chessboard is hanging upside down, and happens to be both on fire, and eating itself. And all of the squares are replaced alternatively by tarot cards and various spaces from Monopoly. And my opponent is actually just a mirror with a mustache poorly drawn on it.*

Muahahahaha. With this chessboard... lolcats.... thing... I have secretly manipulated every single event that has occurred thus far! DANCE, MY FLUFFY, MEME-CAPTIONED PUPPETS! DANCE!

...

Well, except Sicon. He's actually responsible for all of the moves of the other cat-pieces, since he's possessing my mustache mirror and periodically using it to through microwaves full of c4 at my face. It's kind of distracting when you're in the middle of rotating the chessboard exactly 180 degrees clockwise to predict and render a forecast for the potential actions of the opponent against whom you are currently playing, and then the next thing you know, everything explodes and your hair is on fire.

...

So really, I guess you could say Sicon's actually been behind everything, and I've just been doing random stuff in response while he blows my face up for shits and giggles.

...

Why do I get the feeling this revelation doesn't surprise anyone?

OOC: I felt the need to say I was acting out-of-character because I was, in fact, roleplaying as one of my characters from one of my storylines. That's all I've been doing in this thread, actually. Hell, I'm even roleplaying when I'm not actually trying, considering two of my characters borrow certain aspects of my personality.

[Qara-Xuan Zenith]

Yeah, figured it wasn't what I thought it was.

*releases the lasers to go do whatever the heck they feel like, rather than attacking Mimsy since he answered so promptly*

[Endless Sea]

OOC: What did you think it was?

[The Wild West Pyro]

Now...


GHOSTBUSTERS ARE COMING!

THE STAY PUFT MARSHMALLOW MAN IS HEADED TOWARDS THE COFFEE ROOM!

[eli_gone_crazy]

I swear this place gets weirder everytime I leave.... but cheers, we have made 185 pages of randomness and chaos, couldn't be prouder.

[Genndy Oda C.O.G.]

Wait, that's the ONLY reason you have to expect me being random? Seriously? Where the hell have you BEEN, man?

1974, why?

[Qara-Xuan Zenith]

1974, why?

YOU POOR THING

[Victin]

*drinks a mug of Green Stuff (TM)*

Wanna now? I got bored of being lazy. I'll get stronger.

*picks up Kusanagi and Ahab's Crosshairs, checking SUCCESSFULLY ENOUGH for traps*

No traps around. Not even hidden one, or secret or anything. Now I'll beat Sicon. And I already know what he will throw at me, and thus he won't accept defeat even if I manage to outsmart him, so, wish me luck.

*pops out of existence*

[The Wild West Pyro]

Guys, The Coffee Machine now has:

UNLIMITED GREEN STUFF AND BLUE STUFF!

IT'S INFINITE!

GRAB YOUR THERMOS FLASKS AND RUN TO THE MACHINE!

( Now Green is 5 calorie- Blue is 10 Calorie)

[Genndy Oda C.O.G.]

I'll stick to hot chocolate. Personality-warping beverages tend to cause my brain stem to take charge.

[Endless Sea]

*drinks a mug of Green Stuff (TM)*

Wanna now? I got bored of being lazy. I'll get stronger.

*picks up Kusanagi and Ahab's Crosshairs, checking SUCCESSFULLY ENOUGH for traps*

No traps around. Not even hidden one, or secret or anything. Now I'll beat Sicon. And I already know what he will throw at me, and thus he won't accept defeat even if I manage to outsmart him, so, wish me luck.

*pops out of existence*

A little advice, Victin- I'm my race's patron deity of stone and crystal, and I've got a hyper-advanced, magic-powered war cocoon manned by a small army of crystalbound AIs, and even with all that, I doubt I could take down Sicon if he was going easy on me. If he was serious, I'd probably be dead in seconds. You're screwed.

...If any of you are wondering, my cocoon took a bit of a detour on the way to the doom fortress. Still, it'll arrive soon.

[Victin]

*drinks a mug of Green Stuff (TM)*

Wanna now? I got bored of being lazy. I'll get stronger.

*picks up Kusanagi and Ahab's Crosshairs, checking SUCCESSFULLY ENOUGH for traps*

No traps around. Not even hidden one, or secret or anything. Now I'll beat Sicon. And I already know what he will throw at me, and thus he won't accept defeat even if I manage to outsmart him, so, wish me luck.

*pops out of existence*

A little advice, Victin- I'm my race's patron deity of stone and crystal, and I've got a hyper-advanced, magic-powered war cocoon manned by a small army of crystalbound AIs, and even with all that, I doubt I could take down Sicon if he was going easy on me. If he was serious, I'd probably be dead in seconds. You're screwed.

...If any of you are wondering, my cocoon took a bit of a detour on the way to the doom fortress. Still, it'll arrive soon.

In the meantime, I'll attack you with my ultimate sword attack.

Orochi of the Festival ~ Eigth Trigrams