Doghead's Cosmic Bar

I don't wanna be Trowa anymore! waaahh!
*snatches identity back from tank-bot*
Now someone better take Trowa...split-personality Gundam pilots can be dangerous after too much alcohol.
Here, tank-bot, you be Trowa. We'll all be a lot safer that way. *holds out Trowa's identity*

Dick Diamond?

That sounds, um, painful.

*notices his Adult rating*

Ooooo.....ahhhhh....*giggle* Don't I look pretty?

ooooh, Imma!! Can I be you?

Are you feeling blue?

*turns blue*

*sings theme from Smurfs*

I'm Mr. Blue...wha oo wha ooooo...when you say you're sorry....then turn around headin for the lights of town...hurtin me through and through...
call me Mr. Blue...waa oooo waaaa oooooooooo........

I like the blue, but know that we know what you look like you can't be a secret agent anymore right?

I'm blue, dabadee, dabadah...

I am bord
*bot throws a bucket of water across the room soaking everyone*
Lets have some fun!
*Starts bouncing around the room*
*WARNING* Yes this bot has been on the loopy-juice again. He is completly harmless but he may sit on you for no aparent reason! Do not be alarmed by this just slap him!

*stands up* Can't sit on me if I have no lap! Mwahaha.
Share the juice, boy! Didn't anyone teach you any manners?