[I think I've said it before in this thread, but going into Godmode isn't a good way to play games, even in a game as hectic as this. Remember, kids, don't take control of someone else's body and actions without their express permission!
--HoD
P.S. We're playing to have fun, not to win. Take events in stride, and never go flat out invincible for extended periods of time. It's not fun to play with people who take no damage and deal out 9999 per attack.]
HoD caught the whiskey bottle before his brain imploded, and he respawned in the basement with the bottle in one hand, and a note [the above] in the other. He then walks up to the front door of the bar, and, using the whiskey bottle as a hammer, nails the note to the faux mahogany panels. "Good, now, everyone read this. If it happens again, I will smite you. If you need me, I have brains to clean." HoD vanishes into the janitors closet and returns with a mop.
"Stupid old body...had to go and have his brains implode everywhere..." he grumbled.
OOC: I request to have that appended to the OP.