For Planeocracy
[1]
[You're in jail. Why? Well that's up to you. At any rate, Virgil peers at you from the other side of the bars, arms folded across his chest, and looking quite annoyed]
Mornin' Sunshine, you feelin' up to explainin' what the hell you were thinkin' when you decided to cause a ruckus in MY territory?
[2]
[The elf in the cowboy getup leans against your table with a big grin on his face]
Say, I heard that you're pretty good at holdin' your liqour. Wanna make a wager to see how much you can take before you can take no more? Say... ten, twenty platinum? Against yours truly of course.
[3]
[Virgil is trying to get the PDA working, and started to shake it like it was a rattle]
Damnation! How is this thing suppose to be helpful?!
[It starts beeping]
Shut it you pile of junk!
[You're in jail. Why? Well that's up to you. At any rate, Virgil peers at you from the other side of the bars, arms folded across his chest, and looking quite annoyed]
Mornin' Sunshine, you feelin' up to explainin' what the hell you were thinkin' when you decided to cause a ruckus in MY territory?
[2]
[The elf in the cowboy getup leans against your table with a big grin on his face]
Say, I heard that you're pretty good at holdin' your liqour. Wanna make a wager to see how much you can take before you can take no more? Say... ten, twenty platinum? Against yours truly of course.
[3]
[Virgil is trying to get the PDA working, and started to shake it like it was a rattle]
Damnation! How is this thing suppose to be helpful?!
[It starts beeping]
Shut it you pile of junk!