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Desert Oasis; Light RP Bar
Topic Started: Apr 19 2016, 11:02 AM (322 Views)
Festavo
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A few guidelines:
This is not a hardcore RP area. It is for more fun and light posts. Have fun.


There are a ton of drinks available, a jukebox and even some musical and comedy performances some nights. I prefer to just let the RP develop more as it goes along. Post away!
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The Almighty Jesus Whale
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A whale wearing a hat wanders into the bar.
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Benjamin C. Ravenclaw
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Benjamin walks into the bar, placing his coat on a rack by the door, then proceeding to sit on a stool at the counter.

"Coconut Rum, please." He flexes his wrists a bit and relaxes, waiting for his drink
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Ainocra
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An old man with an eyepatch staggers up to the bar. "Barkeep, Whiskey."
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Festavo looks at Shadoke

Coconut rum? We are in the fucking desert, man

Festavo pours ainocra some whiskey and slides it to him

There ya go, sir
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"We are in the desert of one of theost prosperous Egyptian communities around. Are you telling me you havent imported?"
Edited by Benjamin C. Ravenclaw, Apr 19 2016, 11:13 AM.
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Tomb
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Tomb walks into the bar and looks around.

Very nice bar considering its in the middle of the desert. As far as my order goes, give me one of everything :P
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Festavo
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Festavo looks at shadoke

The damn coup caused complications in my shipments.

Festavo looks at tomb

Hell no. Pick one first.
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Benjamin C. Ravenclaw
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Benjamin looks to Festavo.

"I'll have some Whiskey then"
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Andrew
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Andrew walks in.

"Hello. How do do?"
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Ike
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A man staggers into the bar.

He's wearing a dusty gray overcoast, splattered on the left side with mud. His boots are a deep black, and would shine if they too weren't covered in wet dirt.

Under the coat, one could reasonably assume he's skinny to the bone. His face is covered in stubble, with some patches of longer hair, as if he shaved with a broken razor. Deep creases line his face, and his small brown eyes look bewildered. Adorning his head is a worn brown fedora, which protects him from the shade. Strapped to the hat is a blank card, covered a dark ochre collor, almost black.

In his right hand is a dusty bottle of some alcohol, tinted green. There's a small amount pooled at the bottom, but not much else. He's wearing cargo pants, or maybe Khakis, it's hard to tell which.

He staggers up to the bar and looks the bartender straight in the eye. He speaks, his voice croaking, nearly broken. He's panting, but spares enough breath for one sentence, coming out of a deep New England drawl, Maine maybe.

"You shouldn't be here."

Immediately, he drops to the floor, the bottle smashing and spilling its contents on the ground. His heart has stopped beating.

Then a young man in a white t-shirt walks in, right over the body.

"Howdy! Can I get some tequila?"
Edited by Ike, Apr 19 2016, 02:00 PM.
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Festavo
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Festavo stares at the dead body

What the fuck
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Who Me
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OOC: Whoa whoa whoa. Was that an 11/22/63 reference? I loved that book!
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Andrew
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Andrew looks over at what happens, still standing at the door. Cautiously, he walks to a table, sits down and picks up a menu
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Festavo
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Festavo grabs pump shotgun from under the bar and rests it on the bartop pointed at the door, hand still on the grip

There is some shit goin' on round here
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Ike walks in, wearing a top hat, brandishing an exquisite LeMat 9 round revolver. His long trenchcoat flows to the floor. He's a tall man, and with a cavalier mustache reminiscent of Napoleon III, a Vandyke.

"Yo," he says, sitting down at the bar. "Cinnamon whiskey?"

He places the gun on the table.
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Festavo
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Festavo aims shotgun at Ike

Turn that gun around and slide it on over, stranger. I am all for people carrying guns, but you make me a little nervous.
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Ike
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"You can trust me, friend."

Ike opens the chamber and shows Festavo that no rounds are loaded.

"I got nothing on me but friendship and cash. Can I get a drink?"
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Festavo
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Festavo passes ike a whiskey

There ya go
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Ike
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"Nice." Ike sees the quotation marks above his words and ditches them.

There a jukebox in here?
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Festavo
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Yeah its right over there

Festavo points at jukebox
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Ike
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Ike puts on some doowop from the 50s.

That's my style.
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The Almighty Jesus Whale
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The Almighty Jesus Whale takes off the hat and sets it on the bar, taking a seat.

Do you happen to have anything other than whiskey?
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Gradea
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Gradea walks into the bar. "Is the start of a joke or something?", he mutters.
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Festavo
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Festavo looks at Jesus whale

Do you not see the thousand bottles behind me? Do you think it is a cover up? Oh my you caught me! I have a drug ring behind the bar! Give me a break. What do you want?
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