Copperhead Club bartender

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Copperhead Club bartender
Monster ID 1510
Locations The Copperhead Club
Hit Points 150
Attack 140
Defense 140
Initiative 25
Meat 80-120
Phylum dude
Elements None
Resistance None
Monster Parts arm, head, leg, torso
unnamed cocktail, handful of tips, unrequired jacket
Bounty filthy rag
Manuel electric copperhead potion
Manuel Entry
refreshedit data
Copperhead Club bartender You're fighting Walter Collins the bartender

This guy spent six months at Bartending Academy, then four more years doing graduate study work in Mixology. He's got a lot of bold ideas for new cocktails made with vacuum infusion, blowtorching, freezing with liquid nitrogen, electric shock, and actually using that dusty bottle of Galliano in the back of the bar.

So he's understandably annoyed that the local clientele order nothing but martinis, and only tip in ricocheted bullets.

Hit Message(s):

He knocks you on the head with the bottle of Galliano, perhaps mistaking you for a Harvey Wall. Ow! Ouch!

He freezes your head in liquid nitrogen and shatters it with a muddling stick. Brrrrrrrrrrr. (cold damage)

He lights a maraschino cherry on fire and cherry-bombs you with it. Oof! Oof! (hot damage)

He hits you with his creme brulee torch, making a carmelized crust on your <giblets>. Oof! Ouch! (hot damage)

He uses his vacuum infuser to add some garlic to your <solar plexus>. It's surprisingly painful. Argh! Eek!

He runs some electric current through a maraschino cherry, then throws it at you, zapping you with an electro-cherry-bomb. Ouch! Ow!

Critical Hit Message:

He uses a centrifuge, a vacuum infuser, a liquid nitrogen bath, and a muddling stick to mix up an incredibly complex cocktail with subtle and nuanced flavors. Then he lights it on fire and throws it at you. Oof! Eek! (hot damage)

Miss Message(s):

He swings a bottle of Galliano at you, but can't bang you with it since your name isn't Harvey.

He tries to hit you with a muddling stick, but is too muddle-headed to pull it off.

He tries to light a drink on fire and throw it at you, but he can't get the stem to act as a wick.

He tries to torch you with his creme brulee torch, but fails.

He tries to use his vacuum infuser on you, but you know how much that would suck.

He tries to zap you with some electric current, but you're up on current events enough to dodge.

Fumble Message:

You order a gin and tonic, and he spends half an hour trying to infuse the gin with cinnamon and put dry ice in the tonic to over-carbonate it. (FUMBLE!)

After Combat

Meat.gifYou gain 80-120 Meat (average: 100, stdev: 8.56)*
Tips.gifYou acquire an item: handful of tips (20% chance)*
Unnamedcock.gifYou acquire an item: unnamed cocktail (15% chance)*
Smjacket.gifYou acquire an item: unrequired jacket (?% chance)*
Dishrag.gifYou acquire a bounty item: filthy rag
(X of 8 found)

Occurs at The Copperhead Club.


The bartender takes the cash, and his expression softens for a minute. He's apparently not used to tips this big.

"Boy, thanks," he says. "You wouldn't believe the clientele around here. If they're not shooting you, they're ordering drinks that don't exist, like <drink name>. can[sic] you believe it? They didn't teach me how to make <drink name> in bartending school, I'll tell you that for sure."

A moment later he remembers that he's still in combat with you, and starts being aggressive again.