Club Navi

((oh sweet!))

Zexis looked around as forced his way into the club. Where were the rosted navi fingers and the frozen thought programs? It didn't seem like a club to him, infact the only one having any fun was a gorgious monkey navi on the dance floor. Feeling slightly depressed he walked up to the bar. His face brightened as he saw a delicious waiter program walking up to him.
"What'l you have?" the program asked. Zexis grabbed hold of the program and stabbed his claws into the program grabbing a hand full of data. He shouted to a horrified navi waiter and said "One bugfrag beer please." Anoyed by the screaming he crushed the programs head inwards, silencing it.
Savage let out a light chuckle, his ear still caught in English's vicegrip. "Here he goes again... And, oh." He swivelled his head, ignoring his ear's painful retorts. "It's, um... A recolor? Dude, I though Hootey kept you guys in check."
"By the Gods," Runeknight groaned as all hell broke loose. "Why do I always get the weirdos?"

The knight Navi pushed himself away from the wall, flipping his cape off of his shoulders. He held out his left hand, a flash of cobalt energy flaring up as his spear materialized. He strode toward the crazed Navi, his spear held at the ready.

"Halt!" Runeknight called. "You are under arrest for disturbing the peace and carrying a concealed weapon into a private establishment. Please extinguish the blades and put your hands above your head."
(( Sk are u talking about my avitar?))
"I beg to differ," came a barely audible voice from behind Spectruman. Next minute, Pianissimo had put the insane navi in a headlock, katana held next to its throat. "I just had a really good idea. How about you calm down and try to enjoy yourself WITHOUT trying to take over or causing random chaos? Because I'd really hate to hurt someone in here when I'm not even a bouncer."
Whipping up and serving drinks in a frenzy, Viktor finally heard the magic words.

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"BARTENDER! BARTENDER! STRONGEST STUFF YOU'VE GOT! SHAKEN NOT STIRRED AND ALL THAT CRAP!"


Smiling mischieviously, Viktor opened a padlocked cabinet, and took out a set of ten clear bottles; each a different size, each liquid a different color. Viktor got to whipping up an intricate mix of exactly measured out portions of the ingredients. Once, he plucked a feather off Phoenix, who was sipping the same drink himself. After a few minutes, the mixture had turned dark red with a hint of gold, and was making a rumbling sound even though the liquid was completely stationary. Pouring it into a goblet, Viktor whispered to the guy, "Tryy noot too geet deeleeted dreenking thees, oollriight?"

Meanwhile, Phoenix was massaging his arm while banging for a refill. Sighing, Viktor poured what was left of the mix into his goblet, which he sipped with renewed vigour.

Then, Viktor saw Spectruman again. "Deedn't Ii just eeject yoou?" he asked, getting his trusty vodka bottle out. "And Ii thoought vunce vas enoough," he muttered, prepping his Firehose again. At the cry, a precise hoselike jet shot at Spectruman again, missing the swordsman behind him but hitting Spec full on. Seeing others start to fight, Viktor kept his Vodka Firehose at the ready and bellowed, "CEEASE AT VUNCE!!" Turning to the one on his bar counter, he growled, "And pleease geet oof my coounter, smooke man."
"Alright, ha ha ha! That's what I'm talking about! A bar room brawl!" MeleeMan roared, rubbing his heavy metal gauntlets together with delight. "Who wants a fight, huh? I don't care what you're fighting about, I'm a part of it now! Hwuuuah!" he shouted, jumping on top of the bar and spewing smoke throughout the bar room. The heat he was producing and the thick clouds of smog were disruptive, to say the least, and it was thoroughly obvious to everyone around that even without having yet hit anyone the navi was causing a general disturbance of peace.

With his teeth clenched tightly, MeleeMan sprinted across the countertops, making his way towards a scrawny navi who seemed to be swinging around a bar stool like he owned the joint. "You want a fight? Huh, boy?!" he cried exhuberantly, bringing down a powerful fist in an attempt to smash the navi's weapon, while still spewing black smoke to his sides and back whenever he moved.
"Dear lord," Runeknight sighed once more. "This establishment is filled with lunatics." He turned toward the faltzer re-color. "Sir! You just squished the head of that waiter Prog! Murder in the 1st degree. On the floor, now!"
Zexis looked towards the navi brandishing his spear. Zexis didn't like things being pointed around at people unless he was doing it in which case he felt it was perfectly alright. The obvious unfairness of this never bothered him, as far as he was concerned he mattered more than anyone else. Looking up from his meal he said "Are you talking to me Mr....Uh..." Zexis groped for words "Knight dude?"
((it is a gregar recolor by the way))
So, two Navis were upon him, eh? Good, he liked the odds. He let a sadistic smirk spread across his face as he aimed a hand at Pianissimo's stomach area, before gathering red energy upon it's palm. The other free hand aimed at RuneKnight's face.

"Now, gentlemen, you've made two mistakes tonight. One, you gave me a chance to surrender when you could've deleted me on the spot, and two, you actually stood up against me. Tsk tsk, boys...tsk tsk." Spectruman taunted, before firing an orb at RuneKnight's face as he other hand extending into a blade with threatened to stab into Pianissimo.

"Let the chaos rain down by the thousands! Wuhahahahahahaha!"
"Quite." Runeknight's eyes flickered behind his visor, taking in the chaos that was about to ensue as another Navi charged headlong across the counter-tops. "Just get on the ground, now! All of you! We are going to sort out this mess and to do that, I want everyone's full cooperation."

The knightly Navi sighed as the running Navi leaped from the counter in an attempt to smash his fist into the chair held by a rather small, girlish Navi. His attention was pulled from the scene as an orb of energy fly inches from his face. The lunatic from earlier had tried to delete him while he wasn't looking.

"Assaulting an officer of the law." Runeknight growled. "I can see why KevlarMan went rogue."

The knightly Navi pivoted toward the crazed offender, attempting to slam the butt of his spear into the Navi's gut.
<(Two and a half Navis on you, actually. Viktor slammed Spec with another Firehose, so Spec should be somewhere outside the bar again.)>

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(( Sk are u talking about my avitar?))

((I'm talking about your navi. You might have removed the picture, but the description is still a recolor of Megaman in Falzar (or Greiga? I forget which is the wolf) BeastOUT.))
"It would appear I have no choice then..." said Pianissimo, taking notice of the fact that Spectruman had forgotten one important detail...

Grasping his sword tightly, Pianissimo continued to hold it against Spectruman's throat before pushing himself away from the navi. If all went well it would end the sadistic navi.

Meanwhile down where Runeknight was, a lance swing deflected the blast, sending the orb through the roof. "Now that that's taken care of...Runeknight, I hardly think that squishing a program acci-" The new arrival took a look at the state of the Prog. "Oh...it wasn't an accident, was it. Carry on."
Nikko desided to keep out of the fight that was breaking out, it would only lead to pain as she walked over to a nearby booth, sat down and kept on reading.
((Well see the thing is is that Zexis is a dark wolf-like navi i haven't gotten farther than that in my imagination so it is hard for me to make him not like gregars also gragar beastout is what i based him off in the first place))

It occured to Zexis that the knight navi wanted him to bow down. Zexis would have non of that. In his instintive primal rage he bent down appering submisive then jamed his headspikes into the Runeknight
Runeknight spun on one foot, twisting around the beastial Navi as it charged toward him. He brought his spear around with him, thrusting the butt end into the attackers back in an attempt to unbalance him and cause him to tumble to the floor.

"Impudent whelp." Runeknight cursed. "You have committed a crime in the presence of an officer of the law. Do you not understand? Stay down or I shall be forced to put you down for good."
(( Damn you guys can make topics fast. ))

Cyclone smiled when Capuchin reassured him, and thought about what he said. Leaving his drink on the counter, he flew up by the ceiling, and began to dance, spinning and dancing all his own. He was PARTAY-ing like evryone should be.
Shuilong sighed as he watched the fight commence. He then went towards the bouncers, who, for some reason, were Bladias instead of Mets now.
"Shift change?" Shuilong asked dryly as the Bladia's nodded. "Well, we do have some tough customers over there? Mind doing your job?" The Bladias nodded and rushed at once to the scene, they first subdued the energy-wielding maniac ((Specterumman)) with two solid whacks on the head. They then issued a warning to Runeknight and Pianissimo (sp?). They then attended to the door.

Red was simply dancing along with Capuchin, not really caring about the action at the bar.

Shuilong went to said bar and ordered some alcohol-lemonade mix to cool his head.

((OWNED))
The tall, Army camoed navi, after seeing the chaos unfold, rushes at the beastial Navi. Even tough Runeknight retaliation would have stoped the attack, the navi still charge. He grabs the navi's head, and slams it into the ground. This navi then shouts "You are now under arrest by the Sharo Army, any futher resitence will end with your death." The navi puts his face right into Zexis', then shouts "DO I MAKE MY SELF CLEAR S***HEAD!" The female navi sighs, and walks over to where Edgar is.