Trollslum Cafe C: The Amount of Time you've All Wasted is 100dicrous

[Strider]

Horrin rolls out of the way in such a way as to get back on his feet while avoiding the attack. He then captchalogues Mantra's sword. Spoils of war GET! And then wrist blade.
)))Oh, are we doing this now?(((
He does a totally unnecessary clapping hands together motion like they do in Trollmetal Alchemist, complete with the motion that Troll Edward Elric does when he is making a foot long blade from his wrist, except that Horrin's just comes out of a compartment that pops up just above his wrist instead. Looks like shit just got serious.

[Araiss]

Mantra doesn't know what Horrin just did, but he found it completely idiotic. Shame his sword got captchalogued though. Mantra readjust himself into a stance again but he's just...looking at Horrin.



∃>What...was that?<E ∃>Are you trying...to annoy me now?<E

[BishouTaka]

Scary scary scary scary...

[Strider]

)))I wasn't aware that I even had to try. You can go with that if you want to though Shark Bait.(((
Horrin stop. you are not a sea dweller! FISH PUNS ARE NOT YOUR THING!

[Araiss]

Mantra has one thing to say to that.



∃>It's good to see that you know you're annoying.<E

[Strider]

)))So are we done with our brief little intermission here? I thought we had a fight going on. Or did you get bored of it already?(((

[probableWizardry]

Sneaky sneaky sneaky sneaky
Heheh...

[Araiss]

∃>Actually yes, I am bored, that and annoyed.<E ∃>That and I would rather not want to burn in the sun because you want to continue...whatever you want to call this.<E

[Strider]

)))Eh, fair enough I suppose.(((
He retracts the blade and leaves. He fully intends to finish this another night though.

[Araiss]

Well he lost a sword, but that one isn't that important, oh well. He is right about it getting early though, and as he does not want to burn in the sun he leaves shortly afterwards.

[CrazedWormHole]

Douchebag greenblood nine o' clock.

Zerleg limps in, orders a can of coke and just enjoys the silence for a while.




Also Caedes. He shuffles in, throws himself down at some chair and looks around, giggling to himself.

[probableWizardry]

Dundun-

DUNDUNDUN-

GASP-


Nah, hes not gunna jump anyone. Hes there though.
Hmm...
I guess he ordered a caramel sundae. Woop.

[CrazedWormHole]

Zerleg just keeps drinking coke. Yup.



Caedes on the other hand, just breaks out into a fit of spontaneous laughter. What.

[Weeaboo]

Spontaneous laughter?

You have summoned Octana.

She laughs her way into the cafe and sits down, snickering at herself.

[CrazedWormHole]

So much for that silence.



These two can totally be madman buddies

Caedes snickers, walking over to the other overly happy lowblood.

HEHEHELLOOOO. > BRZT.

[Weeaboo]

That smile on her face has gone like...ten times more sinister.

[SCIENCE]Ah, look at this. A very happy troll. Tell me troll, what ails you with such happiness? Are you on some type of drug which causes instant happiness or are you simply happy by nature?[BAG]

[CrazedWormHole]

Sinister smile is still a smile and smiles are good.

Or, well, in Caedes' case, a shiteating grin.

I'M JUST HAHAHAPPY. CAN'T REALLY HEHEHELP IT, NOT THAHAHAT I CARE. LAUGHTER IS GOOD, DON'T YOU THINK? > BRZT, CRACKLE.

[Weeaboo]

This guy.

THIS GUY.

[SCIENCE]Oh yes, it sure is. Except, as others may tell you, laughter does no cure everything. However, I have learned it does indeed make one feel good. Especially if one uses a drug to induce laughter. Then, you can laugh all day and all night. You may never sleep again, but who really would give a care? It is better to laugh than to be laughed at. I for one, choose to give laughter to those who ask. Through careful manipulation of medicinal herbs and poisons, I have concocted many a different ways for one to laugh without even trying. But enough of that, I am Octana. What do you go by, oh so happy troll?[BAG]

[CrazedWormHole]

He cackles as she talks about drugs.

I WOULDN'T NEED ANY DRUGS. I ALWAYS FEEL GOOD, NONSTOP, WITHOHOHOUT EVEN TRYING, AND MY NAME IS CAEDES VESANU. BIOLOGIST AND FREELANCER SURGEON. CALL ME DOCTOR VESANU. > CRACKLE, BRZT.

All of that can be translated into "I CUT STUFF".

[Weeaboo]

[SCIENCE]A doctor? You could also call me a doctor. However, I will never call you "Doctor Vesanu" seeing as that is just a silly thing to call you when Caedes will do just as good.[BAG]

Cue her bringing out the famed SCIENCE BAG.

[probableWizardry]

Alright, you may know a crazy troll or two, but jesus that rowdy pissbloo- No, yellowblood. No need to be rude yet.
Anyway, that loud yellowblood is beginning to grate on your nerves.


Blah..
You hope that your sundae can keep you occupied for longer at least.

[CrazedWormHole]

More laughter.

AHAHAHA! DOCTORS ALL AROUND! NOW WHAHAHAT IS THIS? > BRZT, CRACKLE.

Caedes reaches over and lifts up the SCIENCE BAG between his thumb and pointing finger. This guy clearly doesn't know what is best for him.

[Weeaboo]

Octana ducks under the table casually.

Coincidentally, the bag then shoots darts at the area surrounding the table they are at.

The daggers are all filled with paralyzing agents that will deem the affected paralyzed, save for their speaking abilities.

You know, so they can beg her not to cull them.

[CrazedWormHole]

And Caedes was suddenly paralyzed. Nobody saw that coming!

WHOHOHOAAAHAHAHA..! > BRZT.

He kind of falls to the side, colliding facefirst into the ground.

[Weeaboo]

She emerges from under the table, dusting herself off.

[SCIENCE]This is why one does not touch the bag of another. Have you learned your lesson Caedes?[BAG]