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Sicario Mercenary Corps wrote:I’m a god dang onion mason
You can’t kill me!

If you've already been danged by one or more gods, then my work has been done for me. That's my favorite outcome.

Sicario Mercenary Corps wrote:When the imposter is sus 😳

Are they ever not? That's kind of the definition of "imposter."

Brocklandia wrote:"Free drink"? It's not like we charge anyway.

It costs our very life essence itself merely to exist in this bar

10000 Ants wrote:The test of the Biggest space ship in the Veruvian Ant space fleet has begun

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The ship begins to hover off of the ground, and floats around the bar one time, before hovering back above the ant Camp. A large target rides from the biggest building in the ant Camp, and the ship begins testing it's weapons.

hello ants.

Emus Republic Of Australia wrote:hello ants.

A hologram of a hand pops up from a building in the center of the Ant city, it waves

10000 Ants wrote:A hologram of a hand pops up from a building in the center of the Ant city, it waves

why is there only one alive ant

10000 Ants wrote:The test of the Biggest space ship in the Veruvian Ant space fleet has begun

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The ship begins to hover off of the ground, and floats around the bar one time, before hovering back above the ant Camp. A large target rides from the biggest building in the ant Camp, and the ship begins testing it's weapons.

We have quite an advanced space program, including a fleet of space warships as per an issue a few days ago. Are you interested in seeking any help in your efforts? I’m sure our engineers would be excited to try to downsize some of our equipment

Sicario Mercenary Corps wrote:We have quite an advanced space program, including a fleet of space warships as per an issue a few days ago. Are you interested in seeking any help in your efforts? I’m sure our engineers would be excited to try to downsize some of our equipment

We will gladly accept your offer!

10000 Ants wrote:We will gladly accept your offer!

AmaIng, we’ll send a team of engineers and have them downsized to more easily work in yours. They all look exactly like engineer from tf2 though. Just be sure to cause some chaos for us, as that’s all we really want

Brocklandia wrote:*Plugs in the array of bug-zappers, readies the fly swatter and bug spray*

Sneaks outback and makes a phonecall...

"Jes hello, I need a favor - We may be developing a bug issue..."

Voice trails off amongst the 'hubbub' of the Bar.

"Testing Sheilds!"

A perimeter is established as vehicles pull generators out of the city, and drive back into the Ant City. The generators begin to power on, and a orange sheild envelopes the Ant City.

"Sheilds are online!"

Mixes a particularly hot, and particularly strong bucket of bleach, Fabuloso®, and industrial-strength pine-scented floor cleaner and sanitiser, and pours it liberally over the Bar floor, mopping it into every nook and cranny...

The floor visibly steams, and the fumes fill the space.

Puts out the 'Wet Floor' sign.

Conducts a flypast reconnaissance mission from 50,000ft.

Consuela de la Morrela wrote:Sneaks outback and makes a phonecall...

"Jes hello, I need a favor - We may be developing a bug issue..."

Voice trails off amongst the 'hubbub' of the Bar.

Squadron Commander Lord Flashheart wrote:Conducts a flypast reconnaissance mission from 50,000ft.

Drops in after going AWOL...

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

The space fleet meets up and re-enter's the Ant City's protective sheild.

10000 Ants wrote:"Sheilds are online!"

What a coincidence. So are our ant foggers.

10000 Ants wrote:"Sheilds are online!"

What a coincidence. So are our ant foggers. And I'll bet the exterminators Consuela de la Morrela just called are on their way in case backup is needed.

Don't worry. Your lives won't have been in vain. Cheffy tells me that ant corpses, toasted and sprinkled along with mandarin orange slices and grated almonds, make a tasty addition to any salad ...

... except maybe congealed salads, which are a man-made horror beyond my comprehension.

Brocklandia wrote:What a coincidence. So are our ant foggers. And I'll bet the exterminators Consuela de la Morrela just called are on their way in case backup is needed.

Don't worry. Your lives won't have been in vain. Cheffy tells me that ant corpses, toasted and sprinkled along with mandarin orange slices and grated almonds, make a tasty addition to any salad ...

... except maybe congealed salads, which are a man-made horror beyond my comprehension.

The entire Ant City begins to rise from the ground, the sheild still blocking anything from hitting it, then it begins to float for the bar's exit

Crystal meth peter

Smashes a stone over 10000 Ants, grinds them up with some of the industrial chemicals from Consuela's supplies, and snorts it all up...

Wo0⁰0o!!!

Crystal meth peter wrote:Smashes a stone over 10000 Ants, grinds them up with some of the industrial chemicals from Consuela's supplies, and snorts it all up...

Wo0⁰0o!!!

The shield holds strong, and the city forces itself bac into the air, this time literally just flying out of the bar, breaking the window along the way, and leaves.

Crystal meth peter wrote:Smashes a stone over 10000 Ants, grinds them up with some of the industrial chemicals from Consuela's supplies, and snorts it all up...
Wo0⁰0o!!!

Or you can do that, I suppose.

10000 Ants wrote:The shield holds strong, and the city forces itself bac into the air, this time literally just flying out of the bar, breaking the window along the way, and leaves.

Gosh, who were those masked ants?

Squadron Commander Lord Flashheart wrote:Conducts a flypast reconnaissance mission from 50,000ft.

*a squadron of unmarked planes with surveillance equipment fly off, apparently they were busy conducting some kind of test*

Crystal meth peter wrote:Smashes a stone over 10000 Ants, grinds them up with some of the industrial chemicals from Consuela's supplies, and snorts it all up...

Wo0⁰0o!!!

WALTER WHITE?!!?!

I love delivering drinks to our customers. Like the postal carriers, neither bad weather nor bad news shall prevent me from making my appointed deliveries. Neither badgers, nor breath mints, nor badminton ...

But if the Bar is ever invaded by badgers armed with breath mints and badminton racquets, y'all are on your own.

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