The beam is now secure. Success.

Everyone's busy trying to deal with Deathwraith's fuck-up, but Bloo doesn't really care. She's falling asleep on the beam, holding tight as if she and the beam are newly weds. It's warm.

She half-dreams of things like cars and exotic fruits, and of a future where her own daughter will kill her. This daughter may or may not have a color-themed name in tandem with her mother's and grandmother's names. This daughter may or may not be named "Magenta." The way Magenta kills Bloo in the dream is really gruesome. Wow, it's a good thing this is a half-dream.

BLOO: maybe its too soon to have kids

So many people here have gone off the deep end without really giving reasons as to why. At least, that's the way Bloo sees it. She wonders what reason all these people have to be here. Bloo's reason isn't very noble either (relaxation), but she has a long-term goal in the back of her mind, which makes her think she's better than everyone else. And maybe she is - she's a Queen. But she's also victim to ridiculousness once in a while, same as everyone else. Bloo wonders if this ridiculousness is ever forced, and if it is, whether or not it's ever obvious to her subordinates. But Bloo can't help it. Bloo simply matured into a ridiculous person. The crazy junk comes natural, whether it looks that way or not. Can she say that of the others in this room? She doesn't think so. But who is she to judge it that way? She's a self-centered asshole. Maybe that's why she has really long and pointless inner-monologues.

Yet she still can't help but hate everyone who's gone crazy just for the hell of it. Of course, she may have had a hand in beginning said crazy, but as was established, that is just who she is.

Wow. If people were actually forced to read all of this nonsense, well... that would be nice. Someone could listen to her for once, not like her mother did. Not like anyone did.

BLOO: this makes me sad

This made her sad.

For a while now, there's been silence. Everyone in the room is staring at Deathdrop, and if not Deathdrop, then they're eyeing Deathwraith and the button he accidentally pushed on purpose. Someone else has now come through the door. Deathdrop yells at him.

DEATHDROP: !!!!!!!!??
STRANGER: ??????????
BLOO: zzz

Coldthrone listened, Coldthrone cared, Coldthrone had an erection, and all for the sleeping sexy lady who paid him no mind, which was fine he supposed as he ate his pudding and watched her sleep not noticing Deathdrop and that other person who walked through the door.

Concrete slowly walked in from the rain and looked around, His eyes warmed by the sight of friends and drink. He looked for an empty seat at the bar only to notice an empty seat next to Deathdrop. He sauntered over with the complexion of a man at the end of his journey. And for all he knew, Maybe it was.

For a few minutes Concrete and Deathdrop exchanged pleasantry's, Where they'd been and who they'd seen. But eventually the conversation shifted to where they were going, But like most things the conversastion died and everyone fell quiet.

"So, Did you ever do it?" Deathdrop said with an air of teasing.

"What?"

"The Bargirl from Prime, Remember? sect-"

"Yeah i remember her, Did i never tell you?" Deathdrop shook his head. "She wasn't a bargirl"

"You mean?"

"Yeah."

The two burst into laughter, It was practically silence compared to the noise of the rest of the bar.

Tawganator awoke from his deeply medicated induced slumber due to the disturbing and rather loud commotions coming from the bar down stairs. The tired and a little bit grumpy Drone pulled himself up and turned his head to look around at the mess that was his current home. A small poorly lit room with a sink, a loo and something could be called a bed that was located on top of a rather shitty but popular bar. It wasn't much but it was the best he could hold onto at the time.

Tawgy climbed to his shaky feet and stumbled over to a nearby mirror to straighten a tie he had been wearing for the last week. His life was a mess but that didn't mean he couldn't do it in style.

"Time to meet the locals" he thought to himself as he looked at his own reflection. He opened the door, turned and nodded to a stick he kept at the side of his bed, shut the door *lock* And made his way down stairs.

Quite a sight greeted him as he entered the bar but nothing to out of the ordinary.

"Deathwraith, a beer."

Ok maybe it wasn't a good idea to take directions from that homeless guy at King's Crossing to be honest he missed his turn at Albuquerque. Blackburn was lost in an APC and couldn't find a parking spot. Well at least you where safe from the idiots outside. Blackburn finally found a little bar to ask for directions from. Now all he needed was a parking spot......

*Loud crashing noises*

They didn't need those cars right? Either way Blackburn stepped out of the personal carrier and made his way towards the bar. Oh how he wasn't ready for what awaited him. As soon as he stepped in there was chaos. He would have asked the first reasonable person, but then again he didn't see a reasonable person in sight. He moved his way to the bar before plopping down in a seat towards the end of the table. Damn was this place crowded...what could a Marine do to get a drink around here?

After the insanity of Bloo doing....something to the metal beam died down and she fell asleep, nd arrival of the "Death Drop" who turned out to be another Hunter(albeit somewhat crazy) DarkLiones finally got her mug of ice cold beer and plate of jerky. This bartender was a mere Drone and nodded to her after setting her plate down, in which DarkLioness immediately grabbed the mug and then drained it in 20 seconds with her inner mouth. The jerky followed suit in close to 40 seconds. She gave her species' version of a smile to the Drone who stared at her in awe and then ordered another plate of jerky and a mug of beer. The Drone swiftly obeyed but this time DarkLioness took it slowly, taking a few sips of her beer and eating one strip of jerky. The Drone disappeared into the back after someone yelled that some eggs had goe bad. DarkLioness's mood changed to that of sour to neutral now that she had gotten some form of nutrition into her system. In that same moment her mood changed to happy when she saw a familer face walk into the bar wearing a tie.

"Hey Tawganator! " DarkLioness called out waving to the Drone. As she was waving DarkLioness could hear the sound of loud crashing noises outside and turned around wondering what was going on now. When the door at last opened a Human, a Marine to be more specific, walked in and maneuvered his way through the crowded room and took a seat. DarkLioness drained her mug of beer just as the same bartender walked out of the back again.

"Good to see ya again, get me some more beer and a shot of whiskey would ya please?" she asked, somewhat sweetly. The Drone nodded again and returned a minute later with a mug of cold beer and a shot of whiskey.

Coldthrone had sobered up to the point of "I probably wont hit someone driving home" from "Gehhhhhhhhhhhh Bluber, Beeeeeeeeer" luckily. He looked at his empty pudding in disdain and tossed it across the bar into a distant trash can, it landed in and he fist pumped with pride. He wiped his face off with a rag from his belt and blinked several times as he recovered from his drunkedness.

He looked to the bartender and ordered a Seven-up, though it was probably some cheap off brand shit. He looked down to his hound and ordered two burgers in addition, bars served food right? Regardless of its origins he started gnawing on the first burger and tossed the second to his Predator hound who devoured it.

He looked around and took note of everyone there, he nodded to Concretehunter and DeathDrop who sat a few seats down from him, Firehunter was nearby and he wasn't sure if he had burst out of his cousins chest or if it was something he thought up while drunk off his ass. He saw Darklioness who seemed less than happy about the Yautja being there and then saw Bloo and looked away in shame because of his earlier drunken advances on her.

He picked up the remote off the bar and flipped through the channels looking for Animal Planet, football, infomercial, friends reruns, robbery on the news a block away, ah! Animal Planet! Wait, wasn't the bank being robbed? Didn't I just sell some pantyhose and shotguns to a couple of shady looking people? Oops.......

But who really cares? There's baby elephants on Animal Planet right now.

I decided to take a walk outside. I may be pure evil, but i do like fresh air. I decide to invite dronehive to come with me, if she wanted. It was a great day! It was misty, raining and darker then usual... My kind of day!

Gamefreak walked in through the bar, taking in everything. Looking over the crowd she saw many people that she knew...and many people she would like to kill. But unfortunately the sign above the door when she walked in specifically said, "NO FIGHTS, NO MURDER, NO RAPE, actually, maybe some rape." So maybe there was still some hope for the night.

She stalked over to the bar and pulled up a chair, ordered a beer. The bartender, who happened to be another Xeno, slid a beer over into hand and she picked it up. It shook in her unsteady hand as she turned around and bumped into....

Coldthrone jolted as GamerFreak bumped into him, last time he saw him was on that hellhole space station, Nice person other than the excessive drool. There was beer all down his chest and his loincloth was soaked, that was beer, really. He took two towels from the bar and wrapped one around his waist and used the other to dry his chest.

"Hey man, have another beer on me, hows it going dude" he said and gestured to the bartender who started pouring a new one. As he went to sit down he realized his loincloth was gone, leaving him in nothing but a skimpy towel. He looked up to see his loincloth hanging from the teeth of........

...what I assume to be a Xenomorph. Super had just woken up from his nap. He apparently had fallen asleep watching the pool game. Now that he was waking up though, he was confused. Everything was blurry and it was obvious that some crazy events had just transpired. Someone tapped his shoulder to wake him up more. He turned around a saw...

Concrete's drink narrowly missed his face and a drizzle of Ale ran down his chest and into his lap. After setting down his drink in defeat he turned to speak to deathdrop, Who was in fact on the other end of the room. So to avoid any embarrassment Concrete stood up and looked for the closest hunter he could walk up to, SkullRipper.

Concrete awkwardly walked over attempting to redeem himself in the eyes of the room that wasn't watching him. He started to notice a tingling in his fingers, He thought it was the change in heat. In reality he was just a lightweight. Whilst visualizing himself at home eating leftover sushi and watching Seinfeld Reruns his walk across the bar floor ended when he bumped into SR.

"Hey, Ho-"

Concrete quickly realized he had left his drink at the bar and had nothing to do with his hands.

"how's life?"

BLOO: i am SO glad no one else is trying to do what im doing
BLOO: by which i mean
BLOO: being all up on this pole
BLOO: and talking to myself
BLOO: in this fashion
BLOO: its nice being independent
BLOO: are there even any shadow serpents in here
BLOO: am i alone
BLOO: what if i AM alone
BLOO: im
BLOO: so lonely

Bloo is lonely.

Krio looked at his former queen......

She was falling in love with a pole... Queens are PATHETIC.

And i know i shouldn't say that, but who gives a fuck....

I know queens are pathetic. I mean, the fall in love eith poles!!!!

$ure, i fell in love with a trickster named "snowman" (who had thw word 'man' in her name for some reason), but it is better then falling in love with a pole!

He looked up and watched the Queen Bloo getting funky with the pole, he wished he was the pole. He looked back to the bar and saw Concrete Hunter dribble his drink down his chest, Coldthrone shook his head and chuckled before eating some of the fishsticks he'd gotten and ordered a drink. He looked up as Concrete sauntered over and asked him how life was going for him.

"It sucks ass currently, my golf-cart go totaled along with everything I owned, so a smelly blanket and a copy of "How to be-cum a pornstar in in two hours or less" Coldthrone said rubbing his temple and sighing. He downed a shot and tossed his hound some fishsticks he'd ordered.

"How about you? How have you been man?" Coldthrone said patting Concrete Hunter on the shoulder.

You had to agree with Krio. As you listened to him, you began to feel more sorrow for him than hatred. Honestly, he wasn't as creepy as you had originally thought. He was still a bit odd and confused but- oh well. You twit down to grab a beer, but the stuff tastes like baby shit. You order some vodka instead, it being the superior drink. You focus most of your attention on Bloo though. It must be great to have power. Then no one can hurt you. Then you will always win. But, that's hopeless dreaming. You start feeling yourself getting a buzz, so you decide to order some food. Who knew that humans had such good food?

War sat there staring at his drink, trying his best to avoid looking over at his Queen. War read her thoughts earlier, about Firehunter dropping all those eggs into the sea. As much as War tried, he couldn't help but feel rage at the atrocity. He looked over at the Alpha of the rival hive. The brute just sat there. War bared his fangs at him, but that's all he could do. 'Damn the laws of this town' he thought snagging a drink from a distracted customer and climbing up to his Queen.

War perched himself next to her and offered her the drink he snagged. Not sure if alcohol could do anything, but it sure helped him.

I had no idea what was going on. If i was... And then... And since... No! No! THE WORLD IS DESTROYED! First bloos eggs, now a sucky shadow the hedgehog game!

Firehunter destroyed some eggs for some reason, shadow the hedgehog is wielding a gun for some reason, just... WTF.....

NO! NO!!!!........ He shouldn't destroy the eggs!!!!

NO! NO!!!!........ He shouldn't have a gun!!!!!!!!!!!!

UltimateXeno walked in and noticed everybody kindof having a good time and decided to yell out "all drinks on me!"

he was obvious lying.

you know how i am going to live forever, but you are going to be dead in 60 years?