Tri-Link's Cafe 6
 

Welcome to the legendary Tri-Link's Cafe! This Cafe was started back in the year 2001 on June, 26 by DarK_LinK, flyboy_link3, and myself, Da_#1_Link. The name comes from us, the three founders all having Link in our names.

The Cafe began in HTLOZ and before HTLOZ shut down, it amassed a total of over 40,000 posts(not spam, wouldja believe.)

Here is a link to a banner made by Fury Three after TLC reached 30,000 posts.
30,000 Posts!

Here at TLC, we have several sections; the main eating area, the arcade, and the pool in the back. We're also bringing back our famous ChuChu Milk!

We hope you enjoy the Cafe and make it was popular as it once used to be.

Here is a picture of TLC for all of you who are wondering what it looks like.

http://tinypic.com/view.html?pic=23v7k9

WHOO HOO! I get first post in TLC!

*Falls in through the ceiling, old-school style*

I missed you, my love...

*Licks the floor*

*Barges in*

That reminds me of that old episode of Zelda, "The Moblins Are Revolting."

There was much floor licking.

Kicks the door down.
*gasp* TLC hath returned.

Shadow stolls in, looking stylish as ever, rapier at his side, he sits down in a chair and puts his feet up on a table leaning back in the chair.

And now we shall watch the venture that was THC wither and die like fine roses.

Shadow starts daydreaming, himself being in a half-sleep state as usual.

*Nem falls through the new ceiling to get it used to the occurance*

Now htloz is complete. *ties shadows shoe laces together while his eyes are closed*

Shadow takes a knife and cuts his shoelaces with his eyes closed.

Don't test me son.....I'm not in the mood.

Sarith slowly walked in through the front door, his gaze looking over every corner of the room along with the inhabitants. Upon his back he wore the now sheathed Wind Sword of Courage he had gotten from that man in the arena... He had originally planned to sell it, see what kind of a price such a magical artifact could fetch him... but then... he felt like it was part of him, or he was part of it, he wasnt sure... but since he had aquired it... he didnt want to let it go. Now, he wore it in a sheath, it seaming to suit it better really...

Sarith walked up to the bar stand and sat on a stool, but did not speak, and kept to himself some. Why was he even here?... Truth be told, he didnt understand it... but he felt a sort of longing when he layed his eyes upoin the building, then he felt he had to come here. he had never been here before... and he was too young to drink... It anoyed him... he just didnt understand...

*Making a mental note to stay away from the rapier weilding figure for a while Nem walks off to find a mop and bucket and follows SKL around cleaning up the sticky trail left by his licking*

*Finishes licking the floor and heads over to Shadow, where he proceeds to grope Shadow's crotch*

*Stares in horrer*

With an inexplicable 'whump' sound, a table and chairs thud into existence perpendicular to the floor, wedged there by an unknown force. Just as inexplicable is the rain of fish occouring next to them.

A possible answer to these phenomena is provided when Tor wanders through the door and sits down at the akwards table, seemingly without noticing it's 90 degree angle to the floor.

Evenin' all.

*Cleans bobobo's mess and sighs while changing the bucket of water*

Watch it SKL, unless that gets through to him as something else in a dream your one dead person

Shadow realizes whats going on and kicks SKL in the face, draws his blade and kicks SLK down and stands on his chest, his rapier stuck under SKL's neck.

Boy, do fully understand what your doing! Shadow is yelling in a very authoritative manner.

You DARE do such a thing to me! Start talking! He stomps his foot. NOW!

Whao, SKL just got pwn3d. :paimei:

Shadow glares at Bobobo. People learn not to mess with me when I am in a bad mood, and not feeling well.

Shadow stomps on SKLs chest.

Hey My old name is in that banner (Hyrule Strider Hiryu)

*Slowly creeps away from Shadow and scampers into his corner*

Stupid, Shadow....Not letting me play...

Here, if anyone is interested, is a picture of TLC. Made by Fury Three a while back. I'll update the first post to include this picture also.

http://tinypic.com/view.html?pic=23v7k9

Maybe some other day when I'm in a better mood. And groping my balls is something men don't do to me...its just not. If you wanna do something weird...do something like this:

Shadow hops up onto the bar and turns on a stereo to the Red Hot Chili Peppers "Around the World."

Something like this if you want to be odd, and amazingly destructive.

Shadow starts dancing on the bar swinging his sword around hitting all swords of things, lights, beams, peoples drinks, people occasionally. Oddly enough though...the dance does seem to follow the music quite well, finesse when needed, wanton destruction when warrented.

Thats something you can do that WON'T have me kill you son.

Shadow, having gotten that out of his system, sits back down in his chair.

Call me TLC's Angry old crazy man.

*Claps frantically, surprised at how awesome Shadow's destructive dance was*

Does it apply to river dancing?

*Climbs up onto the bar and starts river dancing, kicking glasses across the room, as well as slamming his foot into people's faces*

It feels like a high school reunion in here.

*pops Mr. Alligator*

SKL's river dancing sends a glass directly at Am's face, knocking him off his stool. "MY EYES!!!! OH GOD MY EYES!"

A glass comes flying at shadow. But he slices it in half in the air.Sitting around mellow as ever he watches the shit fly. and See's mr. alligator die.

More like an elementry school reunion with dirtier mouths.

We have a beach! I Had completely forgotten about that. *throws the doors open and turns back to the current inhabitants.*

Come on, beach party. Somebody find skl's blow up ring, and repair mr alligator

Shadow, you poopie-head! Don't call me names!

*Stops dancing, sits down at a table, and takes a sip of water*

Water...OR POISON?!

*Spits the water out at Am*

And I want my floaties!

Am suddenly leaps up, brushes the blood and glass shards out of his eyes and screams. "Nem's right! BEACH PARTY!" Am runs off to prepare a super soaker and Mr. Alligator, cackling all the way.

Beach party?!

With a massive clatter, the table and chairs finally obey gravity as Tor stands up, grabs a passing pressure washer and legs it beach-wards

Damnit, how does he keep reinflating himself?

*Chases Mr. Alligator with a pocket knife and pops the living crap out of him*

*Rushing out over the sand Nem hears a familiar voice and spins*

"Tor! that really you?"

*kicks some sand at him*

Am seems to have forgotten Mr. Alligator, and is currently creating a gigantic sandcastle with a five foot deep ditch infront of it to protect it from waves. "Mwahahah! I shall rule the beach with an iron fist! Iron I say!"

*Runs all the way to the beach and into the water. Waist-deep, SKL remember he can't swim and comes running back to the sand, screaming*

After plugging the pressure washer into a handily placed socket somewhere in his pack, Tor directs the unholy pressured water into the sand castle's walls, lauging like a madman.

And good day to you! ~Agh! Sand in eye!

*Points at SKL and laughs until a crab attachs itself pointedly to his big toe*

OhgodOhgodOhgodOhgodOhgodOhgod!

*Runs in circles round Gales castle waving his hands in the air*

edit: hah gales castle. I mean sandcastle

*Stumbles in in a sleep haze, still in her pajamas, hair mussy and holding a teddy. She grumbles something before flopping onto the floor, out like a light*

"Ducks..." she mumbles in her sleep as she somehow latches herself to Nemesis' leg.

*walks in*
Nice to see this place up and running again.

So someone tell me why I brought this place back again. *pops SKL's head*

*Walks around, head-less, and "accidentally" feels #1's ass*

That's why!

*covers eyes*
Can't you find a more private place to do that? >.<

Sarith watched the chaos and shook his head. "this is crazy..."

*suddenly, a black vortex blasts open, and hurls Fd to the floor*
OOF! *stands* ...Xufe Sporg Condesquerr...DEFINITELY wrong *scribbles something out on his notepad* hmm...is it...*looks up and realizes that he is in the cafe* ...o...hi. hehe...just trying to figure out this one incantation I keep getting wrong...*paces about as he jots down some notes* Just last week I worded myself to Iraq...and after that I grew a second head...I JUST need a simple "snap to" spell...

hmm...as long as I'm here...*walks over to the pool in the back* triscut? you in there? *with a mighty splash, Fd's basilisk sticks its head above the surface. FD is enraptured with joy* TRISCUIT! *Fd tosses triscuit a triscuit treat, who happily munches it*

She wakes up.

"Hello? Hello?" she remains on her back at the front door, not feeling like getting up.

*Flush*

*Steps out of bathroom with a newspaper*

Eh, don't know if any of you want to go in there. Might want to, you know, give it a while. Like a few hours... or days...

Anyways, anyone up for a festive game of assgrab?

*runs over and peers down at her*...um...how long have you been there?

*Archdeco washes ashore covered in seaweed and mumbling something about his tax return*

oh hello! it must be wacky entrance day at trilinks!

Manages to scooch in while lying on her back, then gets on the couch. "I'll watch from over hear while you guys play."

*Walking along the beach picking up trash, SKL notices Archdeco*

God, people throw out such trash! (Joking, joking....OR AM I?!)

*Sticks his trash stick pokey thing into Archdeco and puts him in his trash bag. SKL then proceeds to throw the garbage bag into the trash.*

erm...*examines americanlink* ...are you dead? *pokes her* ...guess so

EEK! *FD is a creature of fire and energy, causing the sand to melt and fuse into glass* ...oww...glass...in pants...

Dax walks in and looks around, seeing americanlink on the couch. "hey..." He does the eye thing then walks over and sits besides her. "How are YOU doing?..."

Cool, now I'm Oscar the Grouch.

DON'T PAY YOUR TAXES, KIDS! THAT'S JUST HOW BIG BROTHER GETS YA! HE'S WATCHING US, YOU KNOW!

It would help if I had watched Sesame Street in 13 years. Oh well. *sets fire to trash and walks away whistling and looking up at the sky*

*FD walks over and eats the fire, thinking he found a tasty treat* mmm...*assimilates the last ember before burping a small spark*

Shadow stands at the edge of the water.

Water has always been fun. Shadow takes off his shirt and jumps into the water where he pulls out a Mr. Duck. The antithesis to Mr. Alligator.

Hey, I am teh sexah.

*Masturbates on the beach. Everyone looks at him.*

What?! You would do the same!

*sets fire to the duct tape and goes to play Raiden at the arcade*

*walks in with a sense of pride and sees if he recognizes any of the originals*

been a while, i was wondering if anyone would open this up again

I have to ask if this is a reference to Mortal Kombat or the shooter. You get points for both.

You know, at GXF there was a man in a cage... or was it static-wrap ...that shared that name. We'd let him out and tease him with chocolates and puppies.

Dipping the puppies in chocolate ended up taking too much time though, and the molds never set quite right around the live ones.

*Rey'Kas strolls into Tri-Links and takes a seat at the bar. He places his gun on the counter and looks up at the bartender.*

What? It was poking me in the side. An Irish Car-bomb please. *downs his drink and then turns toward the commotion*


Straighten up and act serious. Where do you think you are? ...oh yeah. Nevermind.

*After calming down and detaching/skullsmashing the crab off his foot Nem gets paranoid and re-enters the cafe*

Hey flyboy and Rey. Good to see you around. And Kad I think theres some room for you on that shelf over there, I know how you like a good shelf.

If you do not leave now I shall taunt you a second time! (kidding... just a good quote)

I don't feel like sitting right now, this arcade machine plays King's Quest III, Fatal Fury, Raiden Triad, and Tempest. It's like the administration of my retro gaming dreams.

Sarith looks around and sees that everyone is asleap, completly smashed from the night before. "Wow..." he slowly turns and starts away."

Hmph. Why does Tempest get his own video game?

Because he pimped himself to various members of the games company night after night and did things with ice cream and weiners that no member of this forum shall ever attempt again.

Love you temp.

Well, there went my breakfast. :sick:

Here let me refund you *offers Ayn bowl of weiners in icecream*

Yep, that is chocolate sauce over the top.

D:

You're mean, Nem. Real mean.

Like, Big Bad Wolf kinda mean. And we all know he was a heartless old superduperbuttmunchingscarfingpoopoodoody head kinda guy.

Ehem.... LANGUAGE, AYN! DANG. Not everyone is used to that kind of fowl mouth! Next thing you know people will be calling eachother things like "lunkhead" left and right. And I will be sad. And cry. Superduperbuttmunchingscarfingpoopoodoody head indeed...

Great to see you too, Nem.. and of course, thanks for the great visual. *adds sprinkles*

You tell her Rey, She made me cry.

*Sticks tongue out at Ayn While Rey's telling her off*

Yeah... if The Addams Family taught us anything, it is to not trust a man with a disembodied hand.

You know I don't think the adams family actually did teach me anything. ever. But yes *Transforms into NiGHTS and waves disembodied hand around at kad*

Whats scaring me right now is how the first tri links managed 30,000 posts in what, 4 months? Even if we kept up the current posting rate which is by no means poor (lets say 90 in 24 hours) it would take us almost a year to reach the same point.
The cafe must have used to have been crazier than I remember.

Back in my day, we refeshed our browser and saw at least 5 new posts! You crazy kids and your "pornography."

*Goes off to eat his prune pudding*

*walks out of arcade room with blood spurting out of knuckles and wrists*

Hah, top score in Raiden. Think I'll lay down now. *sets fire to fig pudding and heads for a couch*

*stabs ankle witha spork.* NO TOUCHIE!

EEK!
*assimilates the spork through his ankle*
mmm...plastic. Bah...this is no time to eat!
*Fd gets out his notepad again*
now then...
*begins writing things down, occasionally frowning and scratching things out*

*blinks, looking at FD.* What? Are you trying to be my psychiatrist or somethin'?

oh...no...just trying to get this dang spell right...

She just smiles and nods. "I see these things." she says before getting up and going over to the bar.

Gets up from where he went into a unforeseen coma for no apparent reason.
Huh, what? Are you my mommy? He speaks to no one in particular.
Oh crap I’m still here.

WAIT!
*stares at his paper in shock*
how could it be so easy?! yesss...yesss...the incantation is OBVIOUSLY
*writes stuff down*
Xufe Drang Condesquerr!
*at his word, a black, gaping hole in reality appears in an instant behind him, and without warning sucks him through (along with half the cafe) before closing in a whoosh*

blinks, then inches away. She takes out a small piece of wood shapped like a wing like thing, and works on sanding it. "Ooookay... then..."

*runs in the door, aparantly out of breath*
I...*pant*...did it...*pant*...at last...*collapses*

We just got our Cafe back and its already being destroyed. *tsk*

sorry...*utters the words gobber gwwyiu, and causes the cafe to restore itself by its own power*

*pokes FD with a chopstick.* Dead, are we?

oh yes. well...kind of. We're ALL dead...on the inside...or if you get deathstared by a clartrophian.
*FD fixes his gaze on a random customer. His eyes turn to an eerie red, and said customer instantly clutches his heart and dies*

She just smiles and nods, pretending she knows something.

*FD snickers*
creepy, isn't it? A necromancer in ancala-dor taught me that trick

*Takes off his shirt and gives a lapdance to a customer. Customer takes a knife and stabs himself multiple times.*

A hooker in Thailand taught me that trick!