Doghead's Cosmic Bar

Walks into bar. Concussion.

If I go down, so do you.
*Stabs through vodka soaked jacket, igniting them both*

Quickly shakes off jacket.

Not smart buddy. You can't take off anything.

*pats little fire on shoulder, otherwise untouched by the flame*

You, on the other hand.........


*VibraKnife runs around in fire, unable to put it out*

*Smile spreads across face*
Oh, so you haven't heard? What a shame...

Sits back down at one if the unsheathed tables, and takes a chug of whatever is in glass in front of him.

Well, what a shame indeed...

Pays no attention to VibraKnife

You say something?

*Rushes him*

What the - ??

You might be, but I'm not finished.

Dude. Your on fire.

*sidesteps VibraKnife, allowing him to run head first into a wall*