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[Shadestyle]

"Shome driink to rebember, soum drinc ta forgegh I dzrink to fremeget."

"Tha poin is, if you don take ah wil rishk evvy hunderd yeas or so, you tink to hard about takin em in da futchure."

[TheBiggerFish]

By the way, Alria over there is probably going to get as hammered as possible, you might want to keep an eye on her.
"If the barkeep says it's not going to cause worser effects than you all got, I guess.  I can probably bash things back into shape anyway...  I don't know, though."
I rather doubt the safety of that course of action.

[kj1225]

Nice to meet you, [GB].  I'm [Alan].

... Sorry if I'm being rude, but, can I ask what you are?
Oh geez [Dackly(contains petrification of Bisnif)]!
Adventure?  Pfhah, I'm USELESS at adventuring.  Barely left a scratch on that weird... [impostor thing], not going to be very useful wherever.  I don't even know how to combat.

'Well, maybe you should have actually put numbers on your actions... Anyways, I'm a [starperson]. As for effects of the drink... you'll be fine.'

Alria looks at Ian and slams down another wad of credits.
"A drink for my friend over there, and another one for me!"
The merc has is almost finished with her drink. Oh dear.

It feels like she got hit with two times the possible effect. She feels she might get into the blackout stages of drunkness if she drinks anymore. Also, she takes six damage from the slightly hostile drink.
The bartender slides the drinks to the two.
'Careful hun you might end up doing someone you'd rather not.'

Ian shrugs and downs his drink, moving nicely into the drunk stage. He coughs as he takes nine damage from the drink.

[Shadestyle]

"But you gotch UTILITY laik me, make forsh contanes, encshant stufv,  Hech, i mebby can make stufh fo fee by petchifine tha forsh stuff..."

"Anyy, I'm allays cherry and I shtil thikn at's boring, common, du eet, jon the clab..."

"Mabby Wild Madgic gfs you numbas?"

She pokes him in the head several times.

[TheBiggerFish]

I KNEW IT!  Pfha.  Right.  I'll have a Wild Magic then.  Just one.
"Heh.  Doubt it."

[Shadestyle]

"I can't read those newfangled devices, hold on."

"Cowboy! What's the name of the place we are going?"

"I am terribly sorry by the way, my name is Gozer, my Drunk friend is Dackly, and you are?"

[kj1225]

I KNEW IT!  Pfha.  Right.  I'll have a Wild Magic then.  Just one.
"Heh.  Doubt it."

DG gives him a shot glass of wild magic.

"I can't read those newfangled devices, hold on."

"Cowboy! What's the name of the place we are going?"

"I am terribly sorry by the way, my name is Gozer, my Drunk friend is Dackly, and you are?"

Cowboy shrugs.
"I'm Kyle and the passed out woman is my demonic... companion."

[Shadestyle]

"Well Kyle, apparently, Cowboy does not know the name of the planet, but it is Earthlike, and Very very large."

[crazyabe]

Finsib looks like he is having a mental battle inside of himself
...Hmm, I wonder what that drink was made out of... If it is unstable enough I could use it to separate us self back into three beings... ...Dont even think about it if you wish to stay sane weak one... ...Stop threatening him, he may have the solution to our problems... ...Perhaps... ...Now let us ask the bartender... ...Yes Nisfib..! ...Why do I even put up with them...

[TheBiggerFish]

Alan sips a tiny amount.  Out of the already tiny amount.
Oh come on.  Why, why, why those three...

[crazyabe]

((You shouldn't be able to hear there thoughts, So why are you reacting to finsib's inner battle?))

[Shadestyle]

((I thought the Bartender was playing psychic radio to communicate with everyone.))

[kj1225]

Finsib looks like he is having a mental battle inside of himself
...Hmm, I wonder what that drink was made out of... If it is unstable enough I could use it to separate us self back into three beings... ...Dont even think about it if you wish to stay sane weak one... ...Stop threatening him, he may have the solution to our problems... ...Perhaps... ...Now let us ask the bartender... ...Yes Nisfib..! ...Why do I even put up with them...

'One at a time please.'

Alan sips a tiny amount.  Out of the already tiny amount.
Oh come on.  Why, why, why those three...

It tingles slightly, but doesn't do anything for now.

[crazyabe]

((Then it may get painful when "Bisnif" trys to shut up "Finsib"))

[TheBiggerFish]

Alan drinks it slowly.