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Malochus said:
The Mangled Moose famous for cheap drink, cheap food and cheaper women. A place of violence and suffering, its the ideal hang out for the worlds drop outs. Famed for massive brawls...DUCK it's all going off again!

The Rules

-Nothing can be used that wouldn't normally be found in a traditional bar. i.e. No lasers, guns or such like.
-This is not a 'kill the above poster' topic. If someone did somthing to you a page back.. feel free to have your sweet revenge.

Lets get it started

This was a great idea, so I am going to try and start it afresh. But remember credit to Malocus for the original.

The revised rules.

Please make your posts of some quality and think of it as a story telling thread where we all take turns.

No weapon can be taken on to the premises (this includes the beer garden and car park). It is physically impossible resulting in the MOOSE taking a direct action agaisnt the individual.
The Moose will deal with rule breakers in this colour text. btw.

You may use anything that may be to hand in a normal pub or bar (stools etc) as a weapon.

This is not to the death it?s a laugh. Maul, kick, bite, scream and fight dirty but funny too!

No commitment required; if you don't post for a while you're knocked out by the action against you, for however long until you post again.

Its a general melee so any one can get stuck in to anyone else.


The Mangled Moose
The Mangled Moose is a drinking house known throughout Time and Space, from the 41st millennium to the days of Bugmans famous brew.
After the last time it had been destroyed many magical sources had been used to render it impervious to flame or sorceries, advanced machines hummed as they powered the many systems that ran the pub.
Down in the cellar, next to the sounds of the fridges and beer lines was the steady throb of the source of the Moose's power.
The Rift was a gateway to any time or place thus enabling The Mangled Moose to procure large supplies of any drink known to anyone/it/thing known,
Also of course for the customers to reach the place in the, well, er the first place.
Fights are quite common in this cosmopolitan atmosphere and this is how the place has been destroyed seven times before.
Apart from that it looks like an average pub with all that you expect to find therein.
 

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Viscount Vash walked slowly across the dingy pub, his feet crunching on nut shells and broken glass. Just my kinda place he thought to himself.
Sitting on a bar stool he ordered a bottle of Old Keeper SurrReal Ale and waited to see what denzines of the night fell in to this murky drinking hole...................................
 

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Swigging from his bottle of Old Keeper SurrReal Ale the Viscount glanced at the newcomer, not enough for a good scrap yet......but given time more would come.........
 

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finishing his drink, Vash then saw 3 strangers in the bar ( The Old Keeper SurrReal ale was doing the business..) The Viscount's finely attuned Slaaneshi hearing caught the end of a muttered comment...... taking offence for the hell of it he lobbed the empty bottle at the one in the middle and ordered another beer........
 

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cccp ducked as he saw a large brown bottle flying towards him, knocking off his wooly russian hat. filled with rage, shakily stood up off the stool, picked up his hat, and marched up to the viscount.

picking him up by the scruff of his slaneshi neck, he threw him acros the bar, into the dishwasher, and shut the dishwasher door.

he started the wash cycle with a grin....
 

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Standing at the urinal, only slightly wobbling and wondering where the zipper is on his shiny new Mk VIII Power Armor...realizing there isn't one...Elchimpster backs away, turns, and looks in to the mirror. The IV Drip of Bacardi 151 was starting to finally have an effect...after 6-7 litres of the stuff.

Grabbing his helmet, Elchimpster strides out of the Men's Latrine back in to the shabby bar...ducking as he crosses the threshold.

"Looks like old pink-hair is here...and some scrawny kid."
 

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Cadian81st stumbled through the Moose's doors, on the run from an overzealous comissar. this looked to be the perfect place to hide for a while. trying to blend in as best one can when he's wearing the uniform of a guardsman, Cadian quickly grabbed a drink and retired to a grubby corner booth, where he could watch who was coming in and out. sighing, he leaned back and tried not to stare at the pink haired fellow at the bar, whom he felt a strange aversion to.
 

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Enjoying the play of the scalding hot water jets upon his person, the by now heavily drugged Vash tried to remember how he got here and for that matter where the frick was here......................

....A small niggling voice at the back of is mind clamoured for attention........

That was it ! Why the woolly hat wearing *&%**%!

Making a mental note to return and enjoy the dishwasher's sensual and painful caress another time, he burst from it confines wielding two pint glasses. Slamming them into either side of the first persons head he saw with his steam misted eyes........................................
 

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After yet another day digging holes and filling sandbags for the glory of the Emperor Wertypop needed a drink and the Moose was a calling!
With a begrudged moan he left his trusty Lazgun at the door along with his trusty GS spade.
He could not belive that someone was abusing the glass washing machine
Still he was here for a drink not a fight!
He had all night for one on them!
 

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Deeply disappointed at the lack of reaction from the Spacemarine Vash wanders over to the general vicinity of the dart board......


(OOC= Out Of Character. Nice to see so many in guys have fun. :D )
 

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Suddenly drawn from his flect-induced stupor, Anphicar starts.

Looking about the bar from his shadowed corner with glazed eyes... he sees the commings of a fight.
 

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Knowing that the spacemarine (Elchimpster) was no longer paying attention Vash sidled up and used a dart purloined from the board to make a small hole in his IV..... 'See how long that lasts yer now' he thought as a vindictive grin spread across his face.

Stomping up to the bar he ordered another Old Keeper SurReal ale and a bag of pistacio nuts.....................
 

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On passing a not to upright Spacemarine(Elchimpster) Wertypop gracefully slides towards the bar on the liquid oozeing from its booze bag.
On reaching the bar orders a stiff one!
 

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Razor keen senses honed in years of battle, and subsequent drunken debaucheries (Who said Elchimpster is a loyalist?) the renegade astartes smells the acrid smell of alcohol and hears the sound of dripping liquid...and promptly grabs a tall glass and squeezes out the remainder of his Bacardi 151.

Looking around for the culprit...
"Party Foul!"
and slugs back the remainder of the acrid beverage and pulls on his helmet.

Through the enhanced audio of the chest-mounted vox...
"Buuuuurp"
 

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After clearing his fogged mind, Anphicar noticed the perverse follower of Slaanesh and his brash action of cutting the peculiar IV on the once-Marine.

Anphicar ever slowly slinks further down into his seat, melting into the shadows unnoticed, mulling over his possible future courses of action. . .
 

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After leaving his less-than-Puritan weapon at the door Jacobite slips his way into the Moose. Quickly and quietly - making sure to remain unnoticed he makes his way to the far end of the bar and quickly orders a pint of the black stuff. Turning around he then crepts into a booth to begin to plan how to exact the Emporers will on any heretics not powerful enough to be useful.
 
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