[TartoonHand94]

In about the time it used to take for dialup to connect, Groose finally put two and two together and responded to Phosphora’s cold rejection.
“Oho I see…” Groose nodded, deciding he had understood a thing. “You’re one of those progressive independent women in the work place right? I can dig that.” He double thumbed up, deciding to play along for now.

“You do your thang, I’ll do mine, and I’ll see if can’t properly reward you for a job well done after work.~” He winked into a smooth catch ya later strut back to his post.

“Now where was I?...” Groose hummed to himself ever so proudly. …As it turned out, he was distracted by Phosphora long enough to actually forget what his assigned duty was.
“Oh boy uh… It was something about mastering Snacks, right?” He never had to try harder to remember anything in his life.
Retracing his steps back over to the Salad Bar, Groose made a terrifying discovery.

“Eeek!!!” Groose shrieked with the shrill voice of a damsel in distress. “My Pompadour!!!” He panicked. As it turned out, Phosphora’s static electricity did in fact deform Groose’s prized pompadour beyond recognition.

“Outta My Way! Outta My Way! Emergency!” Groose bolted for the bathroom mirror like a star quarter back.
“Eeek!!!” Groose shrieked with the shrill voice of a damsel in distress yet again from inside the bathroom. “It’s Filthy In Here!!!”
No way could Groose properly groom his couture in such unsanitary conditions.
Guess Groose is gonna clean up the bathrooms in addition to his pompadour now.

[PolarStarQuote]

As Miss Phosphora switches through the TV channels, Game shows and News fly by as suddenly, The Team Rocket Grunt takes notice of the sight of a Pokemon Battle on Television whiz by, Making hin suddenly slam the Bar! "W-wait, Shtohp it there!! I gaddah watch that!" The Rocket Member would yell, Making you think leaving the channel there for now would be a good idea..

(You landed on a good channel! You can change the channel again once the Rocket Grunt has left.)

"Bah, Look at dat....These kids with there Z-moves and Mega Evolutions. Back in my day we had Psychic types and that was the strongest y' could get!" The Rocket grunt would yell, seeming to be eyeing Phosphora for attention, as someone to listen and help discuss his views...

---

As the Red Mage struck a Finger gun, nestling his chin inbetween his thumb and finger, he would seem to be acquiring a taste for the music at hand, slowly nodding in agreement. "Ahh, yes. Thats a good ambiance there." He would say, before relaxing, and finishing his wine, drinking the rest with his mask still on, of course, as he then dug into his pocket.

"Ah, Mister Summoner, I thank you for your Patronage! You just scored a Nat 20 in helping me decide how to spend my night!" He would say, Suddenly handing Eggman a 20 Sided Dice, Colored Red and Black. "I wont be needing anymore drinks, I only have a alcahol capacity of 2 Glasses anyways. So, Ill be seeing myself out soon." He would say, providing quite a few Coins as well to Eggman as payment for the drinks!

(Red Mage has been satisfied! You may now leave him to perform some optional chores this turn!)

---

As Groose would run inside, He would first be hit with a physical wall of a pungent Odor, Just begging to be dealt with, Probably needing to be followed with a Toilet crawling out of the stall for dear mercy, but no such thing had occurred just yet. The mirrors were smudged, Soap containers splattered all over the walls, Toilet paper ran amock everywhere...In what small part of the mirror Groose could actually use to fix his pompadour, he would be able to see something risisng from the toilet below...

"Hrm Hrm Hrm! Meee mee mee meeee......"

Oh....Oh no.

"IIIIII AM, THE GREAT MIGHTY POO, OH YES, THIS IS MY BOSS FIGHT, PART TWO!"

"LAST TIME THAT I HAD FOUGHT, I MET LUIGI AND RYU!"

"BUT NOW YOUR POMPADOUR WILL BE COATED IN MY POO-POO!!!"

Great Mighty Poo, The Encore!

HP: 0%/100%

Status: Cloggin' The toilet. Blocking the Flusher.


"Hey, Groose? You ok in there? I hear opera music?" Rave toad would say, knocking on the door. "...Ill just leave you to deal with whatever ya' gotta deal with in there man!"

---

Bathroom Cleaned; 0/1

Bar Food Prepared and Served; 0/1

Music Changed; 1/3

TV Channel Changed; 1/3

[heirtothemonado]

Phosphora was busy flipping through the channels when one of the patrons started making a commotion. Leaving the channel where it was, on a Pokémon battle that was going on in Sunshine Stadium, Phosphora made her way over to the bar to check it out.

"Is that right?" Phosphora asked the Rocket grunt. She went around behind the bar as she spoke to him, sounding interested.  She winked at him before moving over to the book of drinks "Then why don't I make you another drink and you can tell me all about it." The guy looked borderline tanked already, so maybe it was best if he was given something that was a little less potent. Phosphora poured him a normal drink as she looked into his eyes, ready to listen to what was on his mind.

---

Phosphora
Status: All Ears

[Coolshaymin]

Eggman looked down at the dice he was being handed by the man as he satisfied him yet again. What was he even supposed to do with this blasted thing?... Eh, maybe he could put it in a machine later or something. "Glad you are satisfied, please come again!" Eggman waved the Red Mage out after pocketing the coin and dice. Glad that dork was finally gone and a lightweight too. Alright, looks like the new girl has the other customer handled. Now, what else was there... It looked like "Snack master Groose" was too busy flirting to finish his job. Well, someone has to pick up that guy's slack, though someone really should do the bath... rooms...

Was... That Opera Music coming from inside the bathrooms? Eggman moved closer for a moment until he noticed a stench... Yeah, no, if bird brain was in there, he can handle that foul smell by himself. Decidedly moving away from whatever was going on in there, the scientist went towards the Snack Bar and inspected it as he noticed the tarp was already removed. Was... There something in there? Nah, this bar would not have any health issues like that... On second thought, better make sure just in case. Do not want to get involved in health violations as head of the Life Sphere's defenses.

[TartoonHand94]

“No, no, this just ain't gonna do for my do.” Groose complained, looking in the gap in the mirror he could find his reflection in. “I gotta be able to see my whole face when I do my do.” Speaking of doing the do... Some doodoo was climbing out of a toilet behind him.
Groose gasped but immediately had to cough because the air in there was just foul.
“Help! There's a Monster In Here And He Sounds As Bad As He Smells!” Groose panicked before hearing the Great Mighty Poo threaten his pompadour.

“...Over my dead body!” Groose turned to the turd in rage. Putting his Skyloft Knight training to use, he grabbed a mop and brandished it like a two handed sword. Hey maybe that lightning babe'll give him a second shot if he slayed this monster like Link would!
“You best choose to vamoose...
...Or beg excuse for a truce...
...Because abuse of duece is no use...
When Groose Let's Loose!” He battlecried, charching the chocolate covered contralto.

(DwVE294mp_1d20+4 Grooseward Sword with a Mop @ Great Mighty Poo. Does 15% Damage)
(p_1d20+4 Grooseward Sword with a Mop @ Great Mighty Poo. Does 15% Damage)
(p_1d20+4 Grooseward Sword with a Mop @ Great Mighty Poo. Does 15% Damage)


Groose
Damage: 0%
Status: Normal1d20+4·1d20+4·1d20+4

[PolarStarQuote]

The Rocket Grunt, Well, Grunted as he swished around the Less Potent, but still servicable Drink, Sipping a bit as he sighed. "I remember when us Villains were the top of the class, True fear-mongerers! And now, aye Caramba...Those Team Skull Kids! They make a mockery of being a villain! Going around, Threatenin' Stop Signs, Loiterin', Giving people 1% Milk instead of 2% When there asked. Real Evil-- I remember stealing Gym Leaders Pokemon and fightin' Champions! Real Villainy! Those punks are just a bunch'a--"

The Team Rocket Member was stopped, however, During his drunken rant to Phosphora, When suddenly, the Door would open, Revealing two brand new patrons to the bar...



"Yo, Old Man! Whassup Wit'chu, You Chillin' with This Pikachu??" The Boy Team Skull Grunt would say, Throwing some...Ridiculous hand signs at him, as the Team Rocket grunt would look at a sign saying "NO PATRONS UNDER 18". "...Well, Its a start to breaking the law i guess." The Grunt would say, as the Kids would continue to threateningly dance around him.

"Ya' aint got nothin' on us, Pops! Nothin'! Nothin'!" 

"Yeah, Nothin', Nothin'!"


The Team rocket grunt seemed to Ponder for a moment before smiling to Phosphora. "Allright...Hey, Bartender. How about you mix these guys up something that'll give them a....Real Intense Rush. Since they wanna prove themselves." The Rocket Grunt would say, As the Team Skullians would throw there gang signs up in his 'Grill'.

(Phosphora, Choose carefully about which drink you want to serve them! The Grunt wants something very specific to teach these kids a lesson...)

---

As Eggman would draw closer to the Salad Bar, Suddenly, all of the doors would fling open, To reveal all of the Lettuce, Carrots, Cubed Hams and Onions would be rising from the earth in a Posession of Healthy Living, Growling and Roaring loudly as it pointed at Eggman, Before colliding two leafy fists together. No..It couldnt be...

KING SALADZUMA

GREAT KING SALADZUMA

SUPREME!!!

"EAAAATTTTYYERRVEEGGGIIIIEEESSS!!!"

Suddenly, King Saladzuma buit a shield of spinnach around its Fist, suddenly swinging it at Eggman's Moustache, Ready to knock that man right back into the Bar out of the Kitchen!

(Eggman! Roll a 13 in Dex to Avoid the Spinnach Slam! And Suffer 18% Damage as a Result!)

Great King Saladzuma Supreme

HP: 0%/170%

Status: Its not Easy being Green.

---

Only getting slopped upon by a Mop, The Great Mighty poo laughed at the Groose-meisters silly attempts to slap him, , The Migty Dung Pile simply slapped away Groose's Mop, And took yet another deep breath for his next verse.

"Do you Really think There's Plumbing, in here?? Your Rhyme's Make Blood come from Ears!!"

"Rave Toad hasnt paid the Water Bill, In a few hundred years!"

"Why do you think ive crawled up to stay so Deeeeaarrr~??"

"Have Some Caviar! Haha!"

(Groose, Roll a 13 in Dex to Avoid a great big ball of Whatzit. Or else, Suffer a Smelly amount of Damage, And a 16% Damage!






Great Mighty Poo, The Encore!



HP: 15%/100%



Status: Cloggin' The toilet. Blocking the Flusher.

[heirtothemonado]

As Phosphora was listening to the grunt, two other customers grabbed her attention. A boy and girl, who didn't even look old enough to be in the bar. They started making a lot of noise. throwing up ridiculous hand signs to everyone before the stopped at the Rocket Grunt.

"P-Pikachu?" Phosphora stammered, losing her composure a bit. These two really were a handful, all bark and no bite. The Grunt seemed to agree with her, and made a suggestion what to do, for these two to "prove themselves" "Hmm..." Phosphora thought aloud "I think I have just the thing. I'll be right back" Shooting a wink at the Rocket Grunt again, she went back to the book of drinks.

"Intense rush, intense rush, let's see......Ah, here's something" Phosphora said, flipping through the book until she found a really intense-looking drink. She gathered up the ingredients and went back to the bar.

She poured the punch into two glass, filled a couple shot glass with pucker and layered it with rum. Setting the shot down, Phosphora hovered her finger an inch above each glass as a small bolt of lightning electrocuted each drink until they caught fire. She quickly placed a glass into each punch. "FALCON PUNCH!" Phosphora yelled n the most Manly, Captain Falcon-esque voice she could manage, before she pushed the two flaming drinks toward the two Team Skull members. "I think this will set them straight" Phosphora added to the Rocket Grunt.

---

Phosphora
Status: Falcon Yes!

[Coolshaymin]

pcPyzgrKp_1d20+1

"What the-Oof!" Was Eggman's choice of words as he watched some monster come out of the snack bar and punched him right out of the kitchen. Sliding onto the ground and laying there for a moment in disbelief. Did he just get punched by Spinnach? "I hope you know this means war..." Eggman said before hopping to his feet almost instantly and rushing back into the Kitchen. "Orbot, is the giant ostrich off my Eggmobile yet?" Eggman asked through his communicator to a red and yellow robot duo who were outside... Waving a stick meanicingly to the loftwing. "Well, sir, not exactly..."

"What do you mean not exactly?!" Eggman called back, rather furious. "Well, you see, there is kind of more... birds on it now..." Orbot answered, looking up at the stack of Tailow, Loftwing, Peliper and... What even was that? It... was pink... had a bow... and a weird snout but it looked more like a dinosaur than a bird... With more birds joining. "... Agh, can you idiots do nothing right? Just bring my weapons to me!" the scientist changed his order to one a bit more reasonable. "... Well, we would... But there is a no Weapons allowed sign," Orbot pointed out. "... Fine! I'll deal with this by myself! Just get those birds off my Eggmobile!" Eggman hung up before looking around for a weapon... Well, this will have to do... Running over to a bottle of mayo rather swiftly, he aimed it at the towering veggie monster. "You mayo messed up you oversized green!" Eggman... punned as he shot the Mayo at the Salad monster. That's just unhealthy.

p_1d20+1(Vulcan Mayonaise, 16%)
p_1d20+1(Vulcan Mayonaise, 16%)
p_1d20+1(Vulcan Mayonaise, 16%)

Dr. Eggman
HP: 102%/120%
Shield HP: 35%/35%
Status: Applying Condiments
Equipment: Mayo

1d20+1·1d20+1·1d20+1·1d20+1

[TartoonHand94]

(0k32Qh3rp_1d20+1 Groose’s dodge of the Big Ball of Whatzit.)

Well this wasn’t going as planned. Groose was lost his first and best weapon. It was the long ranged one, man! Was it time to run away? Well actually considering…no No it wasn’t! Not yet! If he left now, he’d never forgive himself. Plus he can’t go back out there with this hair. No he had to stick with this till the end. Speaking of stick, what was he gonna beat the out of this piece of with now?
“Okay don’t panic, Groose!” He coached himself. “Remember when the instructor said:”

“Now remember Groose, if your opponent knocks your sword out of your hand, all you need to do is-”

“It’s like I’m wearing nothing at all! Nothing At All! Nothing At All!~”

“Gah! Stupid Sexy Sword Guy!” Groose reeled, grossed out by his own memories. Guess he was on his own.
“Wait, when you lose your Sword you use your Shield! That’s it!” He finally figured it out. Taking the 31 Gallon Steel Trash Can Lid, that was inexplicably in a bar bathroom, as a makeshift shield, Groose promply began to bash the giant in.

(p_1d20+4 Groose’s Lid Bash @ Great Mighty Poo. Does 15% Damage.)
(p_1d20+4 Groose’s Lid Bash @ Great Mighty Poo. Does 15% Damage.)
(p_1d20+4 Groose’s Lid Bash @ Great Mighty Poo. Does 15% Damage.)


Groose
Damage: 0%
Status: Normal

---

Meanwhile outside, Groose’s Loftwing squawked territorially at Orbot, who was trying to ruin the party he threw for all his new homies.

(p_1d20-2 Groose’s Loftwing's Charismatic Squawk to go away @ Orbot.)1d20+1·1d20+4·1d20+4·1d20+4·1d20-2

[PolarStarQuote]

The Two Skull Grunts nodded, Undoing there masks and doing the flaming drinks quickly...Only to start going wide-eyed, hacking and coughing as the alcahol caused there throats to burn, jumping and running around with "AAAAAAAAAAAA---"'s, until running out of the door, tripping on the side walk before running again. "GUZMA, WE DID A BAAD!!!"...

'The Team Rocket grunt would look over at Phosphora, Smiling wide and putting down a wad of questionably recieved Coins. "We still got it, Haha!" The Grunt would say, leaving with spirits raised!

(The Team Rocket Grunt has been satisfied! Phosphora can now go and perform other activities around the bar, such as helping Groose or Robotnik fights.)

---

8:00 PM

---

The Monsterous Salad would get hit by the Rapid series of Mayonaises, Screeching before pumping its chest backward, Before thrusting it forward, As its chest would suddenly emerge several hole's, that would Rapid-fire Razor-sharp Carrots, Aiming to fill that Egged Man with plenty of holes!

(Eggman! Roll a 13 to Avoid the Carrot Gun! If not, you will suffer 13% Damage, Bit you have the feeling your Eyes are getting a bit better by getting ya' carrots.)

And then, finally, Two Cannons made of Leafs would emerge from  the Saladous Beasts back, Launching Two Brussel Sprouts the size of cannon balls!

(And now, a 14 to avoid the Brussel cannons!)

Great King Saladzuma Supreme 

HP: 48%/170% 

Status: Its not Easy being Green.

---

Of course, By Groose's Impromptu Shield, He would cause a indirect splattering of Whatzit all over the place, Causing the Poopy monster to groan in pain, as he shok his head, as the Opera music began to increase in tempo!

"Now you make me thing your rather Daft!"

"To attack a Smelly Feeces Beast with a Trash Lid!"

"Once i gather all my might and Beat you down!"

"Im going to make this bar close at 8!"

---

"Oh, hey, Phosphora, its 8!"

---

"At 8!"

---

"Be sure to get that Salad done After 8!"

---

"Thats right at 8!"

---

"At 8!"

---

"AT EEEEEEEIIIIIIIGGGGGGHHHHHHTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

((Groose! Roll a 16 in CON To Resist the Great Mighty Poo's Massive Opera singing! if not, you suffer some 20% Mental Damage!)

Great Mighty Poo, The Encore! 

HP: 50%/100% 

Status: Cloggin' The toilet. Blocking the Flusher. 

[heirtothemonado]

Phosphora smiled at the grunt as he walked out the door after the Team Skull members. She had no regrets helping him out, those two were obnoxious as soon as they walked into the bar. As she swept the coins off the counter, she glanced around. There didn't seem to be any more customers around the bar, so she made her way around to the back room.

As she was making her way around, Rave Toad popped his head in to give her a message. He seemed.....awfully repetitive.

"Alright Mr. Rave Toad. I'll  go check on the salad." Phosphora said. Come to think of it, she had spotted Eggman going into the kitchen a while back. Wonder what was taking him so long.....

"Eggman! Rave Toad want's that salad done ASA-" Phosphora stopped abruptly. Eggman was in here alright, but the salad seemed to have taken on a mind of it's own! Looked a lot like something Viridi would have made. Regardless, Eggman looked like he needed some help. "Thunder!" Phosphora called.

uDHPLLj1p_1d20+2 (Phosphora's Thunder! DMG 15%)

Grass might be strong against Electric, but that doesn't mean Phosphora couldn't help out as much as she could.

---

Phosphora
Damage: 0%
Status: Normal

1d20+2

[Coolshaymin]

gtC6X631p_1d20+1
p_1d20+1

Eggman watched as the freakish monster of food did not find his condiments very appetizing. The mad doctor gave a restrained laugh at feeling way above this monstrous green monstrosity.  However, he noticed holes open up in the green freak and fire carrots at the professor. Thankfully he was quick in both body and mind due to dealing with Sonic his hole life and danced around the razor sharp carrots with a paraoutte. "Ohohoho~! It's no use! Give u-!" Eggman began to gloat, his ego getting the better of him once again as he was blasted square in the face by brussel sprouts, colliding with the back counter as he leaned forward, grasping his back in pain. He was getting too old for this physical fighting nonsense... Oops, he dropped the mayo...

Thankfully, Phosphora came to his rescue with a bolt right in the monster's ugly green mug. "Apologies, as you can see, we have a little bit of a situation. I could not tell you why there is a monster in the snacks, but we should probably take care of this, first. I trust we have no guests at the moment?" Ivo asked as he looked to the condiments again, he needed something else to hose this monster down... Oooo, this'll do nicely. Nothing to freak out a monster more than mixing up proper sauces. "I guess you can say this about food fights, it's hot business, so let's sauce it up!" Eggman punned once more as he took two Hot Sauce Containers in hands and attempted to scorch this plant monster real good.

p_1d20+1(High Precision Hot Sauce, 15%, 10% chance to burn)
p_1d20+1^
p_1d20+1^^

HP: 89%/120%

Shield HP: 35%/35%

Status Normal

---

p_1d20+2(Orbot's Intimidation resistance)

p_1d20-2(Cubot's Intimidation Resistance)

"... Why did the doc never install us with weapons? Why are we still around?" Orbot questioned, the red sphereical robot starting to have second doubts about this. Why can't he get his own Eggmobile back?... Oh right, he was tending a bar of all important duties. "Relax, compadre, we shall round up these rowdy birds real good," Cubot reassured, the more square robot seeming a lot less taken aback. "Right, right, you got the net?"

"Why, yes I do, pardner." "Then toss it already!" Orbot instructed, and Cubot tossed it alright... right onto his round parted robot's head, putting him to the ground. "On them! Not me!" "Oh, sorry about that, pal." "We really need to work on your logic circuitry. Nevermind, let's try something else."

1d20+1·1d20+1·1d20+1·1d20+1·1d20+1·1d20+2·1d20-2

[TartoonHand94]

(D1PqHowJp_1d20+3 Groose’s Singing Resistance.)

Groose’s hard head didn’t care much for the operatic turd’s singing. His groans in pain however were music to his ears.

“You’re not gonna last till seven!” Groose retorted. With the smell it was getting hard to retort, so he had to conserve his breath and keep his witty retorts short.
While his shield was good for protecting, he also attack. So from being the safety of his trash lid shield, Groose drew his Scattershot and took aim right between the target’s eyes.

(p_1d20+1 Groose’s Scattershot @ Great Mighty Poo. Does 5% Damage.)
(p_1d20+1 Groose’s Scattershot @ Great Mighty Poo. Does 5% Damage.)
(p_1d20+1 Groose’s Scattershot @ Great Mighty Poo. Does 5% Damage.)



Groose
Damage: 20%
Status: Normal1d20+3·1d20+1·1d20+1·1d20+1