Just great (Open RP)

[kisashika]

Exsausted, cranky, in pain, irritated, and just plain tired, Tycho walked into the bar. Screw it being two in the afternoon! He was going to get totally smashed, it beat wandering around aimlessly until he found Gabe.

Seating himself directly in front of Nova, Tycho ordered a glass of scotch to start off and when his drink arrived he took a long swig of it.

"So, new around town, I'm geussing?" Nova asked, leaning on the bar. Tycho nodded and sighed, placing the glass down. "Yeah, thought so. You looked a bit lost when you first came in."

"I'm not lost, my friend is. He ran off and I tried looking for him and only ended up hurting my leg." Tycho winced a bit when he tried to move his bruised knee. "The idiot.... Hope he doesn't get hurt- 'cause I want to satisfaction of doing that." Nova chuckled.

"I'm sure your friend is fine. But, until he shows up, you should relax." He smiled and Tycho only laughed, taking another drink, finishing the glass off. Nova rolled his optics and got him another. "Just go easy- I hate to tell you this, but due to.... Past experiences, I have a ten drink rule on alcohol. Don't want any accidents happening." Tycho sighed, that was just great. No getting smashed today.

"Neh, it's fine. I can survive on just ten."

[nintendonut1]

"I bet that wule was my fault."

The armless white dude that had spoken those words slid into a seat next to Tycho. Nevermind he had never been to this bar before. Or this mall. Or this city. Or this whole dang world.

What can I say? He liked to start conversation.

"Bawkeep! An Expense Account One, pwease!" he ordered, having convinced himself he was on a business trip. Why else would he be in a place he didn't recognize? Only thing was, he seemed to have lost his business partner... "...know what, bettuh make that two."

[kisashika]

With no hessitation, Nova got the new customer his drinks. Getting comfortable back infront of the guys, the robot started; "Doubt it. I ain't seen your face around here before. And I'm really good with faces." He grinned, chuckling. "So, what's your name, and what's your story, bro'?" Nova asked.

Tycho looked down at his drink, wondering if he was given the correct drink for a moment. Then he gulped down the last of his glass and ordered another. If just two drinks made people not have arms anymore, he wondered what five would do. Maybe everyone would turn into giraffes and ostriches.... Wearing stripper outfits and covered in glitter.....

Oh, hell yeah.

[nintendonut1]

"Makes sense. I'm not vewy good with memowy anyways," he replied as the two Expense Account Ones were placed on the counter before him. Despite his apparent lack of arms, he took hold of the first bottle just fine; almost telekinetically, it lifted up to his face and he took a swig.

"Oh! I'm Homestw Wunnuh. Hewe on a business twip. Continental bweakfasts and all that," he explained, the bottle waving to and fro in fron of his face before he took another swig. "Lost my pawtner, though... hope he didn't get lost in the woods. The beaws might get 'em."

It took a long, long moment for him to feel Tycho's eyes on him. "Uhhh... 'scuse me. Awe you checkin' me out? That's weally flattuhwing, but I gots me a lady-fwiend back home..."

[kisashika]

Tycho sputtered, jumping a little. Recollecting himself, he replied. "No, no, no. Sorry, man. Your lack of arms, but ability to pick things up baffled me." He ran a hand through his messy hair. "I've got a 'lady-fweind' at home, too." He immitated the guys speech-impediment. "Wherever 'home' is." Granted, he wasn't too intimidated by being warped to a new demsension or whatever- he played poker in a place like this every Saturday.

Nova laughed at Tycho's reaction. "Homestar Runner.... Cool name, man. So, what business are ya' into? Stocks, meetings, advertising, music?"

Wait? Tycho looked back at the white guy next to him. "Homestar.... Runner?" He blinked. "Any relation to a guy named Strong Bad?"

[nintendonut1]

"Oh. Oh! Okay. Gotcha," Homestar nodded erractically, laughing. "Yeah, I get that a lot--" A rapid blink. "Whoa. You had a cwazy speech-impediment goin' on thewe fow a moment."

He would have asked what was up with that, but Nova's question completely derailed that train of thought, and the concern floated out of his head, never to be heard from again. "Oooh... you know what, that is a VEWY good question, Bawkeep. One that has a vewy long, vewy detailed stowy behind it--"

Again, derailment. The story would have to wait for another time. "Oh! Hey, yeah! Stwong Bad! Mah bosom buddieh! He's the guy I'm looking fow!!"

[kisashika]

Tycho shrugged and stirred his glass in a cirlce. "I bet you do." He turned when Homestar said he was looking for Tiny Heavy. "Hah, small world then, eh? Maybe our lost friends will turn up soon. Or not." Tycho smiled a bit- Strong Bad getting lost with Gabe? Oh, what a terrible fate indeed.

"You sure are one strange guy, Tychs." Super Nova watched him pull out a twenty-sided dice and roll it, it landed on twenty. "Anyway, the name's Nova, Homestar." He started to hold his hand out towards him and then just gave him a two finger salute.

"Bosom buddy? Heh...." Tycho chuckled, he'd have to remember to call Strong Bad that next time they played poker. "So, you guys are close, I'm geusing then?" He leaned on one elbow and looked at the armless white dude.

[nintendonut1]

"Whoa, cwazy. Must be a 'Lost Fwiends' event goin' on. Maybe they'll find each othuh thewe!" He brought out his brick of a cellphone, pouting. "...too bad Stwong Bad got a hold of my phone and ewased his number fwom my contacts. I coulda called him and see if he found youw fwiend too. And to get me a lanyawd as a souvinew."

He sighed, considered for a moment to call Marzipan, but decided against it, putting it away in a non-visable pocket and taking another dwink... drink. "Ohhh, hecks yeah we awe! We've been fwiends since school!"

[ryocker]

As the conversation insued, a mass of nasty black wax slithered it. Besides his five foot shape, volcanic craters, black body and sickly large arms, he looked like any (other) candle. Making his way to a chair, he pulled himself up and slammed about $500 in gold on the bar. "Best you got," he exclaimed, warped voiced. "I need a break from sitting in a labrynth all day. Prefferably something that tastes like fuel."

The wik on his head burned pretty brightly, a few sparks moving here and there. Nothing to get burnt up about, though.

[kisashika]

"Heh, deleting phone numbers.... Sounds familliar." He laughd a little, putting the die back in his pocket- hopefully rolling that twenty would twist fate like it normally did. He took another drink and watched Homestar lift his for a second. Still confused by that, Tycho decided not to muse over it anymore than neccesarry. If Strong Bad could type with boxing gloves on, it wasn't suprising Homestar could pick things up with no hands.

Nova pushed himself off the bar. "Now that you two are aquianted, I need to get back to cleaning. Just knock on the table twice to get my attention." The blue robot walked down to the end of the bar and started shining some dirty glasses with a rag.

"School, huh? Like, High School, College, or what?" Tycho asked. "Cause I've known Gabe since High School, been... I geuss you can call us friends, even though I want to maliciously murder him on a daily basis."

Nova chuckled when the candle sat down infront of him. "You got it, man." He pulled up a cube shaped glass full of a dark pink viscuous liquid. "It's been a long time since I've served High Grade Energon here. This is the best on Cybertron, so drink up."

[ryocker]

(turn skip with NN1 permission~ I'll go in order afterword, promise.)

Wax gave it an angry look, probably just for curiosity. "Best on Cybertron... Well, with a name like Energon it sure seems classy. I think I'll enjoy this, thanks." Grabbing hold of the cubic glass, he quickly swallowed the entire cup, no questions asked.

And both of the craters on either side of him emitted large clouds of thick black smoke, most of it hitting Tycho. "Haaahahahahaa! Excuse me, I forgot to restrain myself on that one!"

[nintendonut1]

"Nooo, waaaaaay back in gwade school!" Homestar elaborated, nearly tipping off his chair; he liked to drink, but he was certainly no heavyweight when it came to holding his liquor. "Heeeee, that's funny. Stwong Bad thweatens my life evewy so often too. Man, it's like we'uh on total wavelength hewe--"

PWOOF.

Homestar blinked at the cloud of smoke that enveloped his new friends' face. He turned to Wax, his prominent underbite upturning even more in disapproval. "Well, excuse YOU."

[kisashika]

Tycho opened his mouth to talk to Homestar when his face was engulfed by a huge black cloud of smoke. He then went into a coughing fit for a few moments and when the cloud cleared he glared at Wax, tears from coughing forming in his eyes. "What the *cough* hell, man? *cough-hack-wheeze-*" He hopped off his seat to bend over for a second, finishing coughing. Seriously, THIS was why he's talked Gabe out of smoking- there goes six years off of his life. Again.

He got back on his bar-stool and glared at Wax again. "Seriously!?" He knocked on the table and ordered somthing he'd never thought he'd order at a bar- a glass of water. When it arrived, Tycho quickly chugged down the water with a grunt.

Nova waggled his finger at Wax after Tycho recooperated. "Now, c'mon, guys. Play nice. There haven't been any barfights here for almost two years. I'd like to keep it that way." The 'bot said sternly.

[ryocker]

He chuckled a bit at the reactions. "Alright, alright. I'm Done being a problem now, don't worry about it." He put the glass back over towards Nova and grinned. "Maybe feul's a bad choice around here. I guess I'll take something a bit lighter." He leaned back a bit before giving him another look. "Is that alright?"

[nintendonut1]

"Aww..." Homestar relaxed his tense, excited pose, waiting for a brawl to break out. He was ready to jump out of the way and spectate from the ceiling fan, but it didn't look like that would be the case, unfortunately. Oh well.

"...Hey, though." He perked up again at a funny little thought. "Hey. What was that dwink again? Lemme give it a twy!"