Board Thread:Forum Games/@comment-27794032-20160606222843/@comment-24922135-20160607135929

All eight versions of Max begin jumping up and down on the barely concious tetramand.

"I don't think he's going anywhere!" Says one of the clones.

"He seemed so intimidating before, what happened?" asks one of the others

"He probably lost the will to fight about the same time he lost the fight." remarks another.

All eight merge back into a single Splixson, who looks up to see the barkeep furious.

"Get out."

"Don't you want us to pay for those drinks?"

"OUT."