King in the North

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Nilly said
Holy shit, are you allergic to penicillin too?!

Yes. It's a horrible fucking allergy to have. Every time it comes up it's like being kicked while you're already down.

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Rhaevnn Xeno said
@KitNFeel better! I can only imagine the pain. e_e

It's horrible and the penicillin free anti-biotics I have to take to keep the nerve swelling down are pretty nasty too. Hopefully my tooth is coming out Thursday and I look forward to having a bloody hole in my mouth instead.

My post will probably be a few days after that. I have to be heavily sedated and am supposed to be pretty fucked up afterwards.

Nilly said
Rather sad night at work, drunk guy wandered in and drank 3/4s worth of a big bottle of Listerine before we called for paramedics for him. :| Eeeehhhh.

He'll be fine, homeless alcoholics do that (and worse) all the time.

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I really, really need a tooth pulled and I don't think I can post until that's been done. Hopefully very fucking soon.

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I'm still here. I've even figured out the important part of my post. It's not getting written up until at least Thursday though.

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Nilly said
I literally can't figure out this message board, here's hoping I don't die or something. Also I swear to God, Rhae, I'll be rather agitated if you leave Missile alone and without her crazy half-elf boyfriend.

I'm here and you do have my e-mail address if you ever need to track me down and remind me to post.

Ravnica; The City of Guilds

SwordfishKnight said
Actually if I remember correctly, The Cult of Rakdos is mostly circuses, restaurants, and blue collar job labor.

(Non-sexual) entertainment and gluttony fall squarely into hedonism. Blue collar workers aren't exactly known for their non-hedonistic attitudes. Also being a PG-13-ish product Wizards of the Coast couldn't exactly make the entire guild based around sex dungeons but they did at least sneak in Deviant Glee.

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Pullo didn't even try to follow Missile's ramblings, he had enough difficulty with that when he was soberish. Since he was experiencing mini blackouts mid-sentence he felt it was a lost cause and just hoped she would lead him to food, preferably cantaloups, he would try and indicate that he wanted cantaloups. The bard offered no resistance as his girlfriend hauled him across the bar but he didn't help much either simply stumbling in the direction she dragged him in.

Arriving at the booth Pullo collapsed onto the table resting his head on his arms, his bedraggled hair covering most of his face. “Cantoloups... big juishy melons...” the bard smirked when prompted for an order, “and beer, lottsa beer... ... too drunk fo' a bottle.” Pullo looked around and could no longer spot Bruce, he wondered how much time he'd spent blacked out and starring off into space. “Missile, I need breakfast. Please make sure they bring me food.” Pullo felt very helpless, everything was closing in on him and he wanted to run but he couldn't even find his feet.