Upon Arrival

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Date: 1/4/1999 2:05 PM Central Daylight Time
From: TismanBRos

Ian walked into the Outback, as he had begun to do as frequently as possible recently. He meandered by the message boards in his usual route to the bar, moments before realizing that the bar was gone now. Ian muttered to himself and read the posts that had recently gathered on the wall, sometimes responding with nods, other times simply sighing. After
reading through the messages between duelers, Ian snatched up a napkin (after some searching) and began scrawling a short note...

"Fellow patrons of the Outback.

It has come to my attention that in my absence much has happened. First and foremost, where's the bar? I for one am outraged that Jake hasn't been given clearance to build the grand new bar yet. Perhaps many of us could come to appreciate the many fine brews that the Red Orc Brewery has in its repertoire. That is to say, those of you who haven't experienced the lovely sensation of a Black and Blue are truly missing out. To Jake I say this-
Build the bar, and I'll have one of my crew work on the kitchen so that Munro's Deli and Ice Cream Shoppe can supply the food to accompany your wonderful beverages. If interested, please stop by the shop and we can talk over a no veggie burger.
To the others that I have seen bickering from, I have few things to say. I do feel obligated to state a few things though. First, I was here when a lot of you were in Pampers, but I was in Pampers when many here first saw me fight in the rings. On my first day walking in, I didn't receive a very warm reception from nor did I expect it. What I did receive was a warm invitation to get my butt kicked, and I grew to learn quickly. If there are
any that look to further knowledge in the arts of beating the snot out of someone, by all means find a partner and dance. If you don't, you'll never find the type of comrades as I have.
It si the responsibility of all of the people that walk through the doors of the Outback to make this place into something wonderful. It lies on no one fighter or referee's shoulders to help the Outback rise back to the grandeur that it once held. Granted, I am unable to frequent this establishment as often as once, or as much as I'd like to, but when I am here I will do my part.
In short, I was here before during and after the glory days of the past. I intend fully to be here as the Duel of Fists rises to the top again. The only difference is that this time my wife and child will get to cheer the old mutt on in the midst of things.

Until next,
Ian Munro
Not needing titles or tag lines, because his past speaks for itself."

With a nod, Ian tacked the short message to the board, waiting to see how many people yell at him this time for being so blunt.

[DoF Archive]

Date: 1/5/1999 4:33 AM Central Daylight Time
From: EldrionKoG

Eld smirked slightly, nodding upon completion of the short, yet interesting post. After careful consideration, he took up pen and paper, and in a few seconds scrawled down a message.

After tacking up the small post, he did as he always did and strode off to wherever the hell he had to go... which happened to be back home due to Cait. On the parchment in simple letters could be read:

"Well-stated brother... if anyone yells, they'll have to mess with family.

-Eldarion"