In need to get drunk (Open to ALL)

[imported_Lance Stormrider]

:: Lance ran in Yog's, on that day he was feeling superbe but still he was bored to the bottom of the sea. He dashes towarded the bar tilting his head around everywhere looking at all the other Jedis in the bar and clapped his fingers loudly so the bouncer could hear::

"Duuuude!! Gimme something that'll put me KO real fast!" Lance said with an enthousiatic voice.

"Haha young one you shouldn't do such things"

"Ah come on old man your here to serve I'm here to pay just gimme!" Lance said sarcastically

"Very well but I DID advise you" The barman replyed back.

:: The barman came back with a glass of Antakarian Fire Dancer::

"There" He said with a smile

"Thanks dude" Lance replyed taking the glass of Antakarian

:: Lance then intensified his tone::

"Anyone dare to challenge me to a Last man standing contest!!!???"

[Cirrsseeto Quez]

A large striped hand hit the counter with a thud, as its owner looked down at the man who had just yelled.

[Marcus Telcontar]

At the other end of the bar, a hooded figure watches without comment

[imported_Lance Stormrider]

:: Lance look up at the Ciz and a large smile crossed his face as he spoke::

"Ahh you interested in taking up the callenge Bub?"

[Cirrsseeto Quez]

Cirr nodded, his big ears bobbing up and down

[imported_Lance Stormrider]

:: Lance motioned Cirr to follow him. He sat down at a round table right in the middle on the bar to get everyone's attention. He then watched as the barman brought 3 huge bottles of alcoholic drinks. Lance winks to the barman and gives him a load of credits for them.::

"Well then take a seat and tell me which one we should start with."

[Cirrsseeto Quez]

Cirr sat down, and palmed a liter bottle of spiced rum. Sniffing at it carefully, he turned the bottle up, quaffing it down to the dregs in mere seconds, as faint dribbles of the liquor escaped via the corners of his mouth. His ears lowered as he finished, and he wiped his mouth with his sleeve. Cirr's Cizerack metabolism was more than a match for a human's liquor consumption capacity.

[imported_Lance Stormrider]

:: Lance looked at Cirr not very amazed by what he just did::

"Ha! You'll have to do better then that to impress me!"

:: Lance grabs one of the bottles another one of Spiced Rum he grabs the other one next to it. He gulps the first one quite easily, some of the liquor slides down from his mouth, he feels quite at ease with it and takes the other one in a gulp as well. After these 2 Lance felt quite dizzy and lost::

"Hehe see...no pruiblimo.....ahh..gah...hey 3 more!!"

:: The barman runs to the table and bring 3 more bottles of the same. Lance looks around seeing everyone's attention redirected towarded them.::

[Chase Starwalker]

Chase took another sip of his beer. His face hidden by his cloak, he sat several seats down from Marcus.

He watched the young fool down the liqour. He smirked to himself and went back to his beer.

[imported_Lance Stormrider]

:: Lance's senses were getting less accurate but certainly not completly weak, he felt Chase's presence throughout the room and shook his head in every direction. He thought to him-self.
"No...not him he kills the fun...."
:: He waited for Cirr to make his move now::

[Chase Starwalker]

Chase finished his beer and exchanged for another one. He gave a nod to some friends who entered the B&G. He saw Lance looking around in his drunk confusion. He raised his head a bit, and spoke to Lance, although not looking at him from the other end of the bar counter.

"Looking for someone?"

[Silus Xilarian]

Silus walked into Yog's, just in time to witness a Jedi trying to outdrink a Cizzerack. This would be funny. However a presense was in the room. An annoyed presense with a superiority complex. Silus glanced over to Chase Starwalker, pin pointing the source. Silus sat down at the table beside Chase's, and sat staring at Chase as he awaited the server droid.

[Cirrsseeto Quez]

Cirr reached for a bottle of Jagermeister, and slurped a few gulps down. He then paused, fluttered his ears, made a face, and poured the Jag into a punch bowl, into which he added a fifth of Beefeater. The mixture was noxious, and would choke a donkey...but Cirr simply sloshed the witch's brew around, and tilted the bowl back, gupling the rancid combination down. Midway through, a tear formed in his left eye, but the big oaf continued to binge. Finally finishing the drink, Cirr glanced around, a ribbon of drool hanging from his lower lip.

[Chase Starwalker]

Chase took another sip of his beer, setting the sweaty bottle back on the counter top, he kept his glare elsewhere. He directed yet another statement, this time at Silus.

"Can I help you with something?"

[Silus Xilarian]

Silus kept his glare set on Chase, and still kept silent. A slight grin was etched across his face, but still he kept silent.

[Chase Starwalker]

Chase let his question go unanswered. He took another slow sip of beer and mingled the bottle in his hands.

[Silus Xilarian]

Silus got up from his table and sat down beside Chase. Without paying any attention to the padawan, Silus ordered a glass of ice water.

[Chase Starwalker]

Chase motioned at Silus's tall glass of water that now sat before him.

"Be careful, that stuff will kill you."

[Silus Xilarian]

Silus looked over to Chase, then down to his glass of ice water, then to Cirr, then back over to Chase.

After watching what that Cizzerack just did, i dont like i'll be able to drink anything alcoholic for a few days

[Chase Starwalker]

Chase gave a smile at the comment. He nodded his head in agreement. The Cizzerack are an odd species, but one things for sure, they can drink.

[Silus Xilarian]

Silus took another drink of his water then spoke again.

The names Silus...

Silus offered a handshake

[Chase Starwalker]

Chase shook the man's hand.

"Starwalker." He managed after another sip of beer.

He glanced back up at the Cirr as it eye'd another liqour bottle, "Can you believe those things?"

[Marcus Telcontar]

A hand beckoned a serveing droind across

"Give the Cizerack a Jedi Toilet Duck:

[Silus Xilarian]

Silus let out a slight laugh.

I hear there eating habits are even worse

[imported_Lance Stormrider]

:: This was an excellent exercise for Lance to practice his force skills, now that he witnessed what the Cizerak was capable of he decided to use something he had been thinking on for a while, if we can force heal ourselves then Lance thought why can't we use the force to boost up events or even vaporise whatever is absorbed into our bodys. Lance focused on the force starring at the Ciz in front of him, he felt at peace and harmony with it even though he was half-knocked out but still he managed to focus it enough to vaporise all the liquid that had been absorbed on his tongue his stomach and everywhere else where Alcohol is usually absorbes. Suddenly Lance felt normal once again his senses were back and he was determinated to win and not to fall. He then repeated the same exact thing the Ciz had done before him and gulped everything down his throath.::

"Yuuuk." He said with a freaked out voice.

:: He felt something strange but was still focused on the force.::

[imported_Lance Stormrider]

Sorry posted twice. >.< plz delete

[Roddy Two]

(On the ceiling above, a blue creature snuffled in the direction of the table below. Grinning in a sly manner, the genetic mishap let his hold of the rafter go, dropping to the table, and landing in a bowl of peanuts. With a look of victory, the monstrosity began throwing pawfuls of peanuts at the general direction of his mouth...with four paws working in furious repetition.

Aside from being a bizarre annoyance, the creature also came with a strange side effect. To all those who were force sensitive nearby, they suddenly lost all connection to their mystic power. Unfortunately for Lance, this also meant that all of his attempts to curb his intoxication with the Force were for naught. The full brunt of his alcohol intake returned to him.)

[imported_Lance Stormrider]

OOC: Damn Jo0' >_< :p

IC:

:: Lance then felt a strange sensation as if he couldn't get in touch with the force anymore what was happening? Something was coming in between him and the force he then tilted his head to the side his sight now limited he started feeling dizzy and saw a small blue thingy. He got up from his chair walking all crossed and such and stopped right in front of the little blue thingy. Suddenly he felt like taking out his lightsaber and slash it to pieces but he was a Jedi and had to correct his ways now. So he simply petted the creature and almost fell down on the floor but took strenght on one of the tables. Looking towarded Chase he walked slowl towarded him and his drunken voice and alcoholic breath spreaded across the room as he fell down with a thud he managed somehow to get back up again and sit down at the table and waited for the next round. Lance was still not down but the Cizerack seemed not too affected by these drinks.::

[Chase Starwalker]

Chase held back laughter, continuing to sip his beer.

[Silus Xilarian]

Silus sat and watched what was happening. It seemed that the little 4-armed blue furry thing had somehow unevened the score a little. Then Silus felt the force slipping away from him. Judging thats what happened to Lance, Silus turned back to Chase.
Do you feel that??

[Anduri1]

Anduril, sitting in a shaded corner of the Bar, notes the blue creature and his force powers weakening. "It feels just like a Ysalmari (OOC: spelling?)," he thought. He looked over towards where Marcus was sitting, wandering whether he would intervene.

[Chase Starwalker]

"I feel it." Chase said sternly, eyeing the creature.

"It appears to carry the same characteristics of a Ysalmari. Although I'm not...familiar...with this one's species."

[Silus Xilarian]

Silus wasnt sure what the thing was either, and he really wasnt sure if he wanted to know.

I didnt think the Ysalmari's force inhibition had this much range??

[Loki Ahmrah]

Although Loki had decided not to take part in any of the festivities, he couldn't help but watch Cirrseeto with admiration; Cizerack were such a wonderful species, so big and strong yet intelligent and successful and boy did they love their food.

"Hey Cirr!" He called out, having climbed down from his chair and making his way over to the huge creature, "What do you call it?" He asked, pointing to the once full bowl from which he'd drank.

Then he noticed, there was some left in the bottom and being somewhat oblivious to the realities of alcohol and legal implications he dipped his finger in and then put it in his mouth. He sucked on it, then frowned, judgingly, undecided he put his finger in once more for a second sample of the Cizerack's concoction.

[Marcus Telcontar]

The Master looked up at the roof as he caught out of the side of his eye some blue.... thing.... scuttling across the roof.

"Ah bloody hell.... cockroaches!"

[Cirrsseeto Quez]

Cirr sat absentmindedly in a daze, after finishing another conglomeration of putrid liquor. His ears hung low and uneven, and he smiled freely. Licking repeatedly at his lips, he watched Loki attempt a try at the dregs of his last punch bowl, giggling and purring at the same time. At that time, Cirr noticed a steaming, frothing mug set in front of him. A cautious sniff caused him to make a face, as the odors singed his nose hairs. Smiling mischieviously, Cirr snatched up the Jedi toilet duck, and began to chug it. He finished it all, but a mouthful, which was stuck in an overly-full mouth, waiting for clearance from his stomach to go down. The effect of the noxious drink began to get to Cirr, as his eyes widened. He looked about with glassy eyes, trying to find a suitable place to vomit...but at last, he finished it all in one mighty gulp. Panting...he allowed a cizerack-sized burp to rattle the windowpanes.

[imported_Lance Stormrider]

:: Lance made another conglomeration of putrid liquor but as his gaze settled on the drink, Lance felt something odd going on in his stomach when suddenly something started going up his throath Lance got and ran towarded the toilet, his dizzy gaze and dizzy walk he almost fell but took back his balance as he slammed the door of the toilet Lance opened his mouth as a wide spray of vomit sprayed the whole toilet. Lance vomited all what he had drank but it was no use his sight was just so low and his steps were so unstable he tried to go back to the table but he knew that he had lost as he tried to sit back Lance fell on the ground with a thud and KOED Lance simply said with an odd voice::

"Iii II suuu...rrender."

:: He then twitched his eye as his sight spotted a young padawan, it was Loki::

"Ahh...it's the li...little...fe..fellow...Whawhat up Lo..Loki?" He said almost falling asleep

[Chase Starwalker]

"I knew this would happen." Chase said as he got up from his seat. He threw down a towel onto the body of the laying Lance.

"Never mess with a Cirr unless you really mean it." Chase spoke as he seated himself back on the barstool.

[imported_Lance Stormrider]

"Wtf are you talking bout Im still not finished" He said smilling stupidly

[Chase Starwalker]

Chase raised his bottle, almost touching his lips.

"Yeah your not."