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[Nick]

(BTW, this is in-character, not real-life)
*Drinks down one shot* Well, I have always respected people involved with the mob. I would have liked to been a mobster. But here I am. A computer programmer.

*Fires down another shot*

I did befriend a fellow named Chris who was "connected". After hearing that I wanted to open a Pub, he decided to give me a loan.

*Swallows 2 shots*

Meanwhile I had an affair with his girlfriend. He somehow found out and has decided that if I don't pay back his loan, something bad will happen... But I don't have $110,000...

*Swallows the last shot*

Damn I'm in trouble... *Get's off of barstool and heads into "Members Only" room. Comes out of room with an AK-47* Keep this behind the counter. *Walks back into "Members Only " room.*

[Mighty Midget]

That's bad news indeed. $110,000 is a LOT of money, but that AK ain't gonna solve anything. Here, take this 50 cal. What will you do? Raise the prices in the bar? Hell, I sure don't mind paying $15 for a shot of whiskey. Just don't get rid of the pool table or the jukebox.

*sits down at the end of the bar*

Can I have a Bowmore Darkest, please?

[Nick]

*Looks around suspiciously*

Here you go:



If anyone with a gun comes in here, please alert me ahead of time...

[Mighty Midget]

*brightens up by the sight of the bottle*

Hey, 3 gentlemen in trenchcoats and funny accents came by earlier asking for you. I think I drove them mad so they left, swearing never to set foot in a madhouse like this ever again.

One of them asked "Hey, you seen the owner?"
"Sorry, haven't seen'er"
"What? Who? Have you seen the owner?"
"Look, I told you, haven't seen'er"
"What are you talking about?"
"Diona, haven't seen'er all week"
"GAAAAH!"

and they stormed off.

Care to have a drink?

[Nick]

*Start's slurring*

Surre! Letss have some drinkss! Drinks allll around!



*Drinks 3 shots*

Badabing badaboom....

*Falls off of barstool*

[Frodo]

*picks Nick up, and dusts him off*

There, are we all better now?  


I would kill for a chocolate milkshake right about now, though.  

[BeefontheBone]

Nick, on Mar 7 2009, 11:54 PM, said:

If anyone with a gun comes in here, please alert me ahead of time...

*Wanders in carrying a violin case*

*Whistles nonchalantly*

[Frodo]

*cough*

About that chocolate milkshake.....  

[Nick]

Thanks for picking me up bud. Here's ya milk shake:



And for me:



*Start's chucking down the vodka.*

[Frodo]

*sips the milkshake*

Ah, lovely.  Really hits the spot.  Thanks Nick.  

[Nick]

Glad you like it.

*Drinks some more vodka and looks suspicially at the door, as three Italian men walk in.*   

[Frodo]

*A dragon growls, shoots a small puff of smoke, and the men flee*  

[Nick]

*The men, now five of them, take cover around the front door of the pub. One of the men takes out a Magnum and fires four shots into the Pub, hitting the dragon in the chest. As Nick and the rest of the patrons take cover in the Pub, the dragon gives out a long cry and dies.*

"What the fuck do you want from me?!" screams Nick. "You didn't pay! And you didn't obey our demands!" shouts back one of the men. "I don't owe you shit! Chris was the man I owed. My best friend. Until I found him dead! In his frickin bathtub!". "Do you have the mother fucking money?!" yelled a man. "No, but I will earn it. I'll pay you interest." replied Nick. "Fine." said the covered man. "...Fine... what does that mean?" asked Nick.

*The men proceeded to stand back behind the glass windows, took out their AK-47's and Tommy Gun's, and opened fire.   The glass shattered all over the outside and inside of the pub, bottles behind the bar splattered, and the furniture was hit with bullets. Nick (hiding behind the bar) and Frodo (hiding behind a table) tried to stay safe. Frodo and the rest of the patrons stayed put and armed themselves with broken glass and wood. Nick pulled out the AK-47 from behind the bar and fired back at the men. Nick managed to hit one of them in the chest. Women inside the Pub screamed. Nick then stood up and took aim at the man covered behind the door, but before he could get exact aim, the man put out his right arm, and holding a hand gun, fired five rapid shots into the Pub.   Nick yelled out as his right arm and lower neck had been hit. Two bullets pierced his skin. And Nick fell to the ground, blood pured onto the bar, and Frodo looked over with a shocked reaction. The five men walked into the Pub and shot two old men in the head, killing them instantly. They also pulled the trigger on an innocent women. One man pointed a gun at Frodo.

"Prepare to die, Hobbit!". Yelled the man. "NO! Please.... don't... kill her... I will pay double... if you spare her... life...". Moaned a bleeding Nick. "Aww, ain't that fuckin sweet Pauly, he want's us to spare her life. Well fine then buttercup, you fuckin have one month to pay a quarter of the loan. If you fail, we'll be back. For the last time. You'll pay the loan in percentages of twenty-five... Assuming you survive this long. Because if ya don't, we'll collect the insurance money after a little fire. Since we have recently, like oh... say today, have taken the deed to the pub, and put it under our name. Not yours. Got a problem with that?" "... ..." Silence. "Hey you still alive?" "...yes. I will pay..." softly moaned Nick. "Good. Let's get the fuck out of here."

*The five men walked out the front door. Nick watched silently as his life flashed before him. Regrets of not getting married, regrets over things he's said and done, everything: regretted. Nick then slowly lost conciseness in his own pile of blood.

[Frodo]

*wanders over to the Juke Box, puts 50p in, and picks a song to play*

*goes back over to her seat, and finishes her milkshake*

[Nick]

*Regains a bit of conciseness*

"Call..9..1..1... I can't... think...."

*Nick closes his eyes and starts to breathe very slowly.*