*The man suddenly yells* "Get in here morons!"
*A group of four guards walk into the room, one of them pulls out a shotgun and points it at the elves, another points one at the hobbit, another points one at the midget, and the other fires a shot at the Flak gun so it falls to the ground.*
"Everyone except my guards... Put your hands in the air! Before I give the order to fire!" Now where the hell is Nick!... Oh, and his grandmother is 73. I'm friends with her you damn idiots!"
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The Reloaded Pub
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Your neck looks very... tasty!
Posted 02 August 2009 - 10:09 PM
*Frodo quickly puts on the ring, and becomes invisilbe again 
. Walks over to the flak gun (lying on the ground), And starts firing at the 4 guards, who quickly drop their guns, and flee*
. Walks over to the flak gun (lying on the ground), And starts firing at the 4 guards, who quickly drop their guns, and flee*
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Posted 02 August 2009 - 10:12 PM
"Look what you did with the gun! You have any idea how much that thing costs and how difficult i is to buy one these days?" the German miffs. "Oh, alright. If you must know, he's either in the pool or at the computer. C'mon guys, let's put this replica back together. Frodo, stop shooting for a moment. It's not safe for the moment. Oh, but I must warn you, he probably heard the shots and has taken precautions as he sees neccessary. Don't go in there without knocking. Now, if you can tell your goons to get back here and instead fetch me a Pilsner... But your best bet is probably to go to your cars and follow that bus that just left here."
I met a goldfish who remembered meeting me before, but I had forgotten about that.
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Posted 02 August 2009 - 11:06 PM
*Nick hear's the gunfire from the pool and quickly scurry's to the back room, Nick unlocks the door to his vault and grabs an AK-47 and a few small handguns and a grenade. Nick walks out into the Pub without any weapons showing, while also being wet and in his swim trunkes with a jacket on. (The weapons are hidden in the jacket)*
Nick: What the hell is going on in here?!.... Sal? What are you doing here?
Sal: I came to see you. We need to talk in private. Away from these ass's.
Nick: I'm not going any place. Guy's, get in the back.
*Midget and the elves grunt, and walk into the back room, while the invisible Frodo still hangs around*
Sal: Your damn... guards... or whatever the hell they are, shot at MY guards. One of them is my brother, and one is my nephew, if something bad had happened, you would not have been happy.
Nick: I'm already not happy. So what do you want, you never come to see me personally. Instead you send assholes like Vinny, who don't know their ass from a hole in the wall.
Sal: Watch yourself Nicholas, that's my cousin your talking about. And by the way, couldn't I've just have come to say hello? And just have a drink? In fact, pour me one.
Nick: No, Sal. You always have a alternative motive. Come sit the at Bar. What do you want to drink?
*Sal sit's at a barstool and Nick walks behind the bar, meanwhile Frodo, still invisible, watch's the action. The guards walk back into the room and stand, guarding the front door.*
Sal: I'll have a glass of the bubbly. After all, we're celebrating. *Sal motions to the guards with his finger, the guards nod their heads, and close the front door, lock it, and then proceed to close the blinds. Nick is too busy serving the drink to notice anything.*
*Nick pours the drink for Sal*
Nick: Celebrating what? You've been accepted into the insane ward?
Sal: Very funny Nicholas. I always liked your style.
Nick: Cut the shit. Get to the point.
Sal: Ah! Strictly business huh? Well, I'm celebrating. Your not.
Nick: ...What...?
Sal: Oh yes, you see, I have decided that you are no longer profitable to me. You do not give me the Pub's earnings, and on a lighter note, I discovered the fuckin rat who has been giving information to the Braco family.
Nick: Okay first off...
*Sal interrupts Nick*
Sal: Don't even bother Nick. I know it was you.
*Sal takes the bottle of scotch and hit's Nick over the head with it. Nick falls over behind the bar, and collapses.
Sal: You damn rat! You want to play games? I'll play games!
Nick: I did not do it! Your framing me!
*Sal whispers*
Sal: Maybe I am. But, now I have a reason to do this!
*Pulls out his hand gun and points it at Nick*
Sal: The family has ordered the hit. So, as the Don, I have no blood on my hands. So in case the cops are looking for the killer, it would not lead to me! Perfect isn't it? Do it boy's!
*The guards throw molitav cocktails into the assorted rooms of the Pub. The fire alarm goes off*
Sal: Not only will you burn in hell, but your Pub will too!
Nick: Please Sal, don't do this, remember who I am? We used to be great friends.
Sal: That's right. 'Used to". Not anymore. Goodbye Nicholas. Rot in hell.
*Sal fires a shot into Nick's head.*
Sal: Go kill the rest of them!
*The guards run into the back room, while avoiding the flames, and open fire on the Midget and the elves* *Blood spatters everywhere*
Guard: Find the other one! That hobbit idiot!
*Suddenly a explosion in heard from the vault in the back room, the fire has detonated a bomb, blowing the Pub apart.*
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Nick: What the hell is going on in here?!.... Sal? What are you doing here?
Sal: I came to see you. We need to talk in private. Away from these ass's.
Nick: I'm not going any place. Guy's, get in the back.
*Midget and the elves grunt, and walk into the back room, while the invisible Frodo still hangs around*
Sal: Your damn... guards... or whatever the hell they are, shot at MY guards. One of them is my brother, and one is my nephew, if something bad had happened, you would not have been happy.
Nick: I'm already not happy. So what do you want, you never come to see me personally. Instead you send assholes like Vinny, who don't know their ass from a hole in the wall.
Sal: Watch yourself Nicholas, that's my cousin your talking about. And by the way, couldn't I've just have come to say hello? And just have a drink? In fact, pour me one.
Nick: No, Sal. You always have a alternative motive. Come sit the at Bar. What do you want to drink?
*Sal sit's at a barstool and Nick walks behind the bar, meanwhile Frodo, still invisible, watch's the action. The guards walk back into the room and stand, guarding the front door.*
Sal: I'll have a glass of the bubbly. After all, we're celebrating. *Sal motions to the guards with his finger, the guards nod their heads, and close the front door, lock it, and then proceed to close the blinds. Nick is too busy serving the drink to notice anything.*
*Nick pours the drink for Sal*
Nick: Celebrating what? You've been accepted into the insane ward?
Sal: Very funny Nicholas. I always liked your style.
Nick: Cut the shit. Get to the point.
Sal: Ah! Strictly business huh? Well, I'm celebrating. Your not.
Nick: ...What...?
Sal: Oh yes, you see, I have decided that you are no longer profitable to me. You do not give me the Pub's earnings, and on a lighter note, I discovered the fuckin rat who has been giving information to the Braco family.
Nick: Okay first off...
*Sal interrupts Nick*
Sal: Don't even bother Nick. I know it was you.
*Sal takes the bottle of scotch and hit's Nick over the head with it. Nick falls over behind the bar, and collapses.
Sal: You damn rat! You want to play games? I'll play games!
Nick: I did not do it! Your framing me!
*Sal whispers*
Sal: Maybe I am. But, now I have a reason to do this!
*Pulls out his hand gun and points it at Nick*
Sal: The family has ordered the hit. So, as the Don, I have no blood on my hands. So in case the cops are looking for the killer, it would not lead to me! Perfect isn't it? Do it boy's!
*The guards throw molitav cocktails into the assorted rooms of the Pub. The fire alarm goes off*
Sal: Not only will you burn in hell, but your Pub will too!
Nick: Please Sal, don't do this, remember who I am? We used to be great friends.
Sal: That's right. 'Used to". Not anymore. Goodbye Nicholas. Rot in hell.
*Sal fires a shot into Nick's head.*
Sal: Go kill the rest of them!
*The guards run into the back room, while avoiding the flames, and open fire on the Midget and the elves* *Blood spatters everywhere*
Guard: Find the other one! That hobbit idiot!
*Suddenly a explosion in heard from the vault in the back room, the fire has detonated a bomb, blowing the Pub apart.*
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Posted 03 August 2009 - 05:47 AM
*A policeman quickly runs inside, while avoiding the flames and debris, and follows the trail of blood leading to behind the bar. It appears a body might have been there. A note lays on the floor. The policeman starts reading:
"I leave with satisfaction. My life is just beginning. This Pub, was just the beginning." *Suddenly ink appears on the paper, the wet ink starts spelling & forming out the words "Policeman, give this to Frodo."
*Puzzled by the note and mortified, he looks at the dead bodies of Don Sal, and three body guards. He quickly drops the note and runs outside, scared to death. He calls for back-up, and a firefighter squadron.*
"I leave with satisfaction. My life is just beginning. This Pub, was just the beginning." *Suddenly ink appears on the paper, the wet ink starts spelling & forming out the words "Policeman, give this to Frodo."
*Puzzled by the note and mortified, he looks at the dead bodies of Don Sal, and three body guards. He quickly drops the note and runs outside, scared to death. He calls for back-up, and a firefighter squadron.*
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Posted 03 August 2009 - 02:33 PM
* El Quia come walking down the block, whistling to himself. When he sees the debris, he stops on his track, mouth open and a "I can't believe this sh*t" look in his face*
-What the... Man! I can't believe it! What the heck has happened here?
*El Quia approaches the smoking ruins, trying to be unnoticed by the firefighters and the police. When he reaches the place, he grabs some burned piece of wood and chants some strange words. He stands there, his eyes closed, for a couple of minutes. Then he smiles*
-Ah, I see what you have done. Shame about the pub, anyway... it was a great place to relax...
*A policeman approaches El Quia*
-Sorry, sir. You can't be here.
-Oh, excuse me, I will leave, then.
*El Quia walks away, whistling and thinking about where he could go*
-What the... Man! I can't believe it! What the heck has happened here?
*El Quia approaches the smoking ruins, trying to be unnoticed by the firefighters and the police. When he reaches the place, he grabs some burned piece of wood and chants some strange words. He stands there, his eyes closed, for a couple of minutes. Then he smiles*
-Ah, I see what you have done. Shame about the pub, anyway... it was a great place to relax...
*A policeman approaches El Quia*
-Sorry, sir. You can't be here.
-Oh, excuse me, I will leave, then.
*El Quia walks away, whistling and thinking about where he could go*
Your leg falls off, revealing a bloody stump. You are losing a large amount of blood. You must find a way to escape....
> Drink blood
> Drink blood
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Posted 03 August 2009 - 07:38 PM
Article from the Reloaded Times:
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Famous pub destroyed, 4 bodies found.
8/03/2009
By Matt Plubill
It is a sad day for residents of Reloaded. The world famous Reloaded Pub, owned by mobster and conman Nicholas Zarano, went up in flames yesterday. The police have deemed the fire deliberate arson, and are also investigating the murder of four people. Three Leone family body guards, and the reported boss of the family Don Sal Leone. When we asked the police what would happen to the pub, we were told "We are not certain at this time. Owner Nicholas Zarano has gone missing. We did question witness's including a hobbit named Frodo, who saw the crime, and said that Nicholas had been shot in the head. We also questioned a guy named Midget, who is doing fine after a gunshot wound. We are still investing the disappearance of Nicholas Zarano, and we plan on arresting Vinny Castorlia of the Leone family for 2nd degree murder." Patrons of the pub feel saddened by the loss. But what's even more mysterious, is that the Pub's land has already been donated to charity. Even though Nicholas, who is believed to be dead, has ownership of the land. So, through all of this, we remember the Pub, the good times, and the bad. And we hope for a better future. Rest in peace Reloaded Pub.
8/03/2009
By Matt Plubill
It is a sad day for residents of Reloaded. The world famous Reloaded Pub, owned by mobster and conman Nicholas Zarano, went up in flames yesterday. The police have deemed the fire deliberate arson, and are also investigating the murder of four people. Three Leone family body guards, and the reported boss of the family Don Sal Leone. When we asked the police what would happen to the pub, we were told "We are not certain at this time. Owner Nicholas Zarano has gone missing. We did question witness's including a hobbit named Frodo, who saw the crime, and said that Nicholas had been shot in the head. We also questioned a guy named Midget, who is doing fine after a gunshot wound. We are still investing the disappearance of Nicholas Zarano, and we plan on arresting Vinny Castorlia of the Leone family for 2nd degree murder." Patrons of the pub feel saddened by the loss. But what's even more mysterious, is that the Pub's land has already been donated to charity. Even though Nicholas, who is believed to be dead, has ownership of the land. So, through all of this, we remember the Pub, the good times, and the bad. And we hope for a better future. Rest in peace Reloaded Pub.
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Posted 03 August 2009 - 10:10 PM
*stands in silence for a while, completely devastated*
So long Pub. You will be remembered.
Nick, I know you're out there somewhere. Hope you come back soon.
*bows respectifally, then slowly walks away*
So long Pub. You will be remembered.
Nick, I know you're out there somewhere. Hope you come back soon.
*bows respectifally, then slowly walks away*
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Posted 03 August 2009 - 11:51 PM
The Police leave, and the Firefighter's leave.
All that's left are ruins.
A state inspector comes by, and seals off yellow tape around the lot.
*A figure cloaked in a black robe walks up to the lot and looks at the ruins. He bends down and hammers a sign post into the dirt.* The sign reads:
"You can find the past again in Liberta, the City of Secrets. If you are a Pub patron, you will receive a letter with a map. That is how you can find your way to happiness. To a city of magic and joy. If your not a patron, you'll find the way in your dreams."
*The dark figure, using his finger nails, etch's a signature onto the sign*
"Nick"
*And just like that, the figure evaporates, and disappears.*
In time, the land will be cleared.
But the history, will never be cleared.
All that's left are ruins.
A state inspector comes by, and seals off yellow tape around the lot.
*A figure cloaked in a black robe walks up to the lot and looks at the ruins. He bends down and hammers a sign post into the dirt.* The sign reads:
"You can find the past again in Liberta, the City of Secrets. If you are a Pub patron, you will receive a letter with a map. That is how you can find your way to happiness. To a city of magic and joy. If your not a patron, you'll find the way in your dreams."
*The dark figure, using his finger nails, etch's a signature onto the sign*
"Nick"
*And just like that, the figure evaporates, and disappears.*
In time, the land will be cleared.
But the history, will never be cleared.
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Posted 22 August 2009 - 05:47 AM
Day 1:
*Two men walk up to the barren, dirt tracked land. It has been a few months since the fire.*
Man: This is the land sir?
Man #2: Yes it is. Start the reconstruction. This time, make it secure, make it sound proof. Make sure that explosions can't cause this amount of harm ever again.
Man: Yes sir, I will call my workers and start the construction. By the way sir, what can I call you?
Man #2: Nick. Call me Nick.
Day 2:
*About 5 men walk around the lot, surveying the land.*
Man: Excuse me... Are you Nick?
Nick: Yes I am.
Man: Hi, I'm Scot, I'm the project designer you hired.
Nick: Oh yes, nice to meet you in person.
Scot: Same here. Would you like to see my concept design?
*Scot took his laptop out of his briefcase, and put the computer on top of a car.*
Scot: Look at the screen, what do you think?
Nick: Oh that's beautiful! Great job Scot!
Scot: No problem. It's my job. Now, lets turn this vision into reality.
Day 4:
Day 12:
Day 24:
Day 34:
Man: Alright sir, sign these papers, and it's yours.
*Nick signs the papers*
Man: So, we will discuss the payment with your bank right?
Nick: No, I will pay you now.
Man: ..Excuse me sir?
*Nick puts his briefcase on top of the car, and flips open the case, to reveal rows of cash.*
Nick: Everything is here. Count it.
Man: Well.. sir, I will have to take this to our bank... To count it... and
Nick: to make sure it isn't counterfeit?
Man: ... Yes sir... um good day...
Nick: Good day. *Grin*
*Nick walks up to the front door, and unlocks it. He walks into the massive, new smelling building.*
*The room is beautiful. Just like the concept art. Nick strokes his fingers over the furniture, and takes a deep breath of contentment. It's back... The history, everything.... A tear rolls down his cheek. I'm back in the pub.*
*Nick walks over to the front door, and flips the sign to "Open".*
Nick: Now, hopefully my guards Max and Milo will get here on time.
*Two men walk up to the barren, dirt tracked land. It has been a few months since the fire.*
Man: This is the land sir?
Man #2: Yes it is. Start the reconstruction. This time, make it secure, make it sound proof. Make sure that explosions can't cause this amount of harm ever again.
Man: Yes sir, I will call my workers and start the construction. By the way sir, what can I call you?
Man #2: Nick. Call me Nick.
Day 2:
*About 5 men walk around the lot, surveying the land.*
Man: Excuse me... Are you Nick?
Nick: Yes I am.
Man: Hi, I'm Scot, I'm the project designer you hired.
Nick: Oh yes, nice to meet you in person.
Scot: Same here. Would you like to see my concept design?
*Scot took his laptop out of his briefcase, and put the computer on top of a car.*
Scot: Look at the screen, what do you think?
Nick: Oh that's beautiful! Great job Scot!
Scot: No problem. It's my job. Now, lets turn this vision into reality.
Day 4:
Day 12:
Day 24:
Day 34:
Man: Alright sir, sign these papers, and it's yours.
*Nick signs the papers*
Man: So, we will discuss the payment with your bank right?
Nick: No, I will pay you now.
Man: ..Excuse me sir?
*Nick puts his briefcase on top of the car, and flips open the case, to reveal rows of cash.*
Nick: Everything is here. Count it.
Man: Well.. sir, I will have to take this to our bank... To count it... and
Nick: to make sure it isn't counterfeit?
Man: ... Yes sir... um good day...
Nick: Good day. *Grin*
*Nick walks up to the front door, and unlocks it. He walks into the massive, new smelling building.*
*The room is beautiful. Just like the concept art. Nick strokes his fingers over the furniture, and takes a deep breath of contentment. It's back... The history, everything.... A tear rolls down his cheek. I'm back in the pub.*
*Nick walks over to the front door, and flips the sign to "Open".*
Nick: Now, hopefully my guards Max and Milo will get here on time.
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Your neck looks very... tasty!
Posted 22 August 2009 - 07:41 AM
Something is bothering Frodi. She feels... twitchy, but she can't explain why. 
She grabs her coat, and decides to go for a walk. It has been a while since she was last in 'that' area, but today, something draws her there.
She turns the corner, and... GASP... stops dead in her track.
Frodi can't believe her eyes!
There, in front of her, stands a pub. A very grand-looking pub.
'No, I don't believe it. It can't be!'
She runs to the door, flings it open, and enters the pub.
'NICK!'
She grabs her coat, and decides to go for a walk. It has been a while since she was last in 'that' area, but today, something draws her there.
She turns the corner, and... GASP... stops dead in her track.
Frodi can't believe her eyes!
There, in front of her, stands a pub. A very grand-looking pub. 'No, I don't believe it. It can't be!'
She runs to the door, flings it open, and enters the pub.
'NICK!'
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Posted 19 October 2010 - 11:48 PM
(After more than a year, I have decided to bring back The Reloaded Pub)
(This interesting thread is a mix of roleplay, and general chat)
ONE YEAR LATER...
Nick walks into the pub.
Smiles.
Open for business.. and time to serve some drinks.
(This interesting thread is a mix of roleplay, and general chat)
ONE YEAR LATER...
Nick walks into the pub.
Smiles.
Open for business.. and time to serve some drinks.
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Posted 20 October 2010 - 12:07 AM
*walks into the newly-reopened pub*
*looks around, nodding approvingly*
Nice... I like it... I like it a lot.
*walks over to the very posh-looking bar, and sits down on a stool*
May I have an advocat please bartender?
*looks around, nodding approvingly*
Nice... I like it... I like it a lot.
*walks over to the very posh-looking bar, and sits down on a stool*
May I have an advocat please bartender?
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Posted 20 October 2010 - 05:49 AM
Nice to see you again my hobbit friend. 
Here ya go. *pours drink*
Here ya go. *pours drink*
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Posted 20 October 2010 - 08:59 AM
*sips the advocaat*
Aaah, PERFECT! Thankyou bartender.
*gives Nick a tip*
Don't suppose you have a pool table in here? If so, would you care to join me for a game?
Aaah, PERFECT! Thankyou bartender.
*gives Nick a tip*
Don't suppose you have a pool table in here? If so, would you care to join me for a game?
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