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Unread 03-16-2006, 08:12 PM   #70
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[OOC: Crap.... the one day I was out of town and the party starts. Looks like I have a lot of catching up to do...]

A loud boom jerked Pedro into consciousness, and he squinted into the surrounding darkness. He sleepily felt around his face and no, he hadn't gone to sleep with his sunglasses on like a complete moron.

"Power must've gone out," he grumbled, "need a drink..."

He rolled out of bed and stumbled through the dark, gathering up his clothes and putting them on. Fully clothed, he felt his way to the door of his hotel room and exited. A little more awke now, his pace picked up as he entered the lobby. The hotel manager, holding a flashlight, spotted him."

"Mr. O'Sullivan!" the manager exclaimed, "Sorry about the wake up. Something must've happened at the Kurosen Power Center. The was a loud bang, the ground shook, lights flashed.... Sir, where are you going?

"Out," was Pedro's reply, "Need a drink, and the machines in the hall don't work."

"Oh, I see," the manager said pensively, "Well, be careful. I'm not sure what's going on out there... Anyway, perhaps when you get back we could discuss how you're going to pay for your, shall we say, extended stay here...?"

Pedro paused for a moment, feeling his heart rate jump slightly. He took a deep breath and turned back around to the manager. "I told you when I came here that times were a little hard for the company, and that I'd need some time to straighten it out. Ya know, once the economy picks up and everything. That guy in office really screwed things up, so forth and so on..."

Pedro's argument became less and less convincing as he raised his right fist and pointed it at the manager"

"...Honestly, man, don't you have a Heart?"

Upon saying that last word, a beam of energy shot out from the ring on his index finger, enveloping the hotel manager in a warm, glowing aura, and the manager's entire mood seemed to change.

"Of course, Mr. O'Sullivan, I'm so sorry. Take as much time as you need."

"Thank you," Pedro replied, smiling as he turned and left the hotel.

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Pedro wandered the darkened streets of the city, a green duffel bag, filled with food and drinks that he had "liberated" from a powered-down convenience store, was now slung across his left shoulder, a 20 oz. bottle of Cherry Coke clutched loosely in his right hand, and his left hand buried deep in a bag of pizza-pretzel Combos. Suddenly, he saw a large group of adolescent boys turn the corner ahead of him, lurching in his direction.

"t3h Bm is t3h r0xx0rs!!!1 Y brien g0tta b makeing him suk?" One of the boys postulated to his compatriots.

Sweet jumping jellybean, Pedro thought to himself, Noobs!

He screwed the lid back onto the Coke bottle and placed it and the Combos back into the duffel bag, cautiously wading into the sea of horrible noob creatures and attempting mimic their behavior to stay under their radar.

"Grr... Sord-chuks, yo!" he intoned, "BM n' WM 4ever! Yar!"

Suddenly, one of the noobs stopped and turned to Pedro, "Dood1 U r t3h funnie!!!1 I put y00 in mah s1gnachur!1!"

45 seconds later, the noob laid shaking on the sidewalk in a pool of his own blood and teeth, an enraged Pedro standing over top of him yelling, "DON'T YOU [Expletive deleted] EVER TALK TO ME AGAIN, YOU [Expletive deleted] IDIOT!! DON'T EVEN [Expletive deleted] MAKE EYE-CONTACT WITH ME, [Expletive deleted] IT, OR I'LL [Expletive deleted] YOU UP SO BAD YOUR [Expletive deleted] MOMMA WILL [Expletive deleted] FEEL IT!!!" as he bludgeoned the sub-human creature repeatedly with a magic wand that he normally kept tucked away in his coat.

When he looked up, he noticed that all the noobs were staring at him. Recomposing himself, he pointed in the direction behind him and shrieked at the top of his lungs:

"OMG t3h BB is b3ing br0t bak 2 lief!!!!1"

"BUMP!" the noobs exclaimed as they excitedly scurried blindly into the direction he was pointing. Pedro let out a sigh of relief and pulled out his bottle of Cherry Coke, taking a big gulp as he calmed himself. At that moment, he heard a loud series of explosions behind him, in the directions that the noobs were heading. As the ground rumbled beneath him, he turned to see the lights of several magic spells flashing off in the distance.

Looks like quite a show over there, he thought to himself, and I certainly don't want to go in the same direction that I just sent those morons... Might as well go check it out!
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