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Post by Mister Karma on Apr 26, 2017 21:35:15 GMT -5
"'Take On Me,'" Whitey sang in a funny accent after mishearing the young bunny's beeps and boops. He nodded and walked over to the jukebox, putting in a request in the queue, despite it being randomized over virtually infinite possibilities. The end of the Shinedown tune was coming up anyway, so it was a good time to start putting in as many requests as possible. There was a specific version, though, that the Lucky Basterd crew preferred, a version that Aruka Misaki himself lent his vocals to (or so it was rumored). Ninja Sex Party ft. Tupperware Rave Party covering "Take On Me" by A Ha would play in about fifteen to thirty seconds.
Through the front door, about three more demons came in, all dressed in the commoner clothing, ready for their shift. At the bar, Astrid peeked through the window to see if any of the food orders--or, rather, that single one--were done yet. A few more minutes, as thumbed up by the coyote chef.
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emkajo
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Post by emkajo on Apr 28, 2017 20:52:42 GMT -5
She stared at the robot who poofed in front of her with the blankest of stares. It was in between a "deer in the headlights" look and "confused puppy". "Pay for food? Can you pay for min-? What do you mean I shouldn't drink this?"
But something inside her felt like being defiant, to show that robot they weren't the boss of her! Giving a very challenging look, she took a gulp of the soda just a bit too quick. Not expecting the fizz, she ended up spewing it out all over the table, some of it going into her nose. She held her nose in pain as her eyes water. What in sweet hell just happened?!
"Owww, it stiinngsss!" she hissed as she glared daggers at the brown liquid. But it was sweet, and pretty tasty minus the burn.
Deciding to try it again, she took a slow, small sip instead.
"It's tasty minus the evil quick bubbles, what's wrong with it?"
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Post by neondragon7 on Apr 29, 2017 20:33:51 GMT -5
Jeuda looked at the drink with a closer view. He was analyzing the spectrometry of the liquid. Upon a second and actual scientific view he saw it was relatively safe to drink.
"Nothing is wrong with it just don't drink it often. It's filled with chemicals that together over constant exposure would cause rather severe health problems."
He could go into detail about what those problems would entail, but he didn't want foil their moods. Instead he would go over to the kitchen. The chef seemed like he needed help... and a break so he paused time and took a look at the orders. With quick robot speed he prepared the dishes and went back to his seat before restating time. It would probably cause some chaos and some confusion, but that would spice things up a bit.
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Rin
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Awesomely Failing at Everything.
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Post by Rin on Apr 29, 2017 23:23:16 GMT -5
Sitting in the back was the half breed, Rin. She had been drinking the pitcher of rum for an hour now.
As she watched the other patrons she sighed. Soon she would have to order another pitcher of rum. And she didn't like interaction with others.
Rin liked to watch. Examine. Wonder why the humans were always the odd race to her.
In truth, she was just here for relaxing. Downing another glass of rum, her fourth or fifth, she said nothing.
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Post by Mister Karma on May 2, 2017 13:40:46 GMT -5
Hell had no humans; well, no living humans anyway. But any living humans who did dare to come down here for a drink at the Lucky Basterd usually had a death wish first. A death by the high heat in Hell. This was not the case for Alvin Davidson, who loved horses, as he entered the bar with a disgruntled huff. He grabbed the nearest booth seat, one in front of where a cyborg looking creature and a sugar rabbit sat. Back to the two creatures, he picked up a menu and perused impatiently. A cat demon walked up to him, pad in hand, pen ready for his order, black and grey striped tail flicking this way and that. Her green-yellow eyes shined in the green and red neon lighting of the Mountain Beverage sign that hung above Alvin's booth, soft kitty ears perked up and ready for his order.
"Hello, my name is Henrietta, how can I help you today?" she asked happily. Alvin gave her a simple staredown, setting his menu aside. Damn waitresses couldn't leave him alone, especially the kitties. Why was it always the cat demons flirting with him? Didn't they know he was human and only had a few decades left to live?! ...Okay, maybe she wasn't flirting, but still.
"Steak 'n' fries, as rare as what your boss here'll allow," he said simply. "And the strongest alcohol ya got." Henrietta jotted down the order, nodding with a cheerful "Mhmm!" before looking back at him, unflinching. She was used to hostile looks like that at this point, especially from nobles like Hoteph or Gilgrim. Well, she could afford not to flinch; she had nobles like Cruxis, Kumaria and Alastar to back her up if it ever hit the fan. "Okay, sir, the order will be right out for you in a few moments!" she told him with a bow, and wen ton to her next order, a young red panda hybrid on the other end of the bar.
"More rum for you, ma'am?" she asked Rin with a smile.
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athenasfire313
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Post by athenasfire313 on May 2, 2017 14:39:25 GMT -5
Runa hadn't eaten in quite a while and a bar didn't sound like the worst place she could go. If anything, maybe a few drinks could help her relax a bit, but she wasn't too sure if that would help much.
She opens the door and makes her way over to an empty booth. She notices the place isn't too busy which eases her mind a bit. That just meant the place would hopefully not be too loud. Picking up the menu she looks over it trying to decide on something to eat though nothing really peaking her interest to much.
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Rin
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Post by Rin on May 2, 2017 23:44:59 GMT -5
Rin looked up from the half empty glass to see the cat lady waitress standing there. Her crimson black orphus looked her up and down like she did when she sat down hours ago and ordered the rum.
She shook her head as she looked at the woman. Someone to tease and take home for a hot night of passion and then dump the next day. Rin chuckled to herself.
Another pitcher will do sweetheart. Maybe with a side order of hot waitress. You look good enough. How much you want for a night of fun?
She then pushed the pitcher towards the waitress with a snicker. Her left alabaster hand hitting the cat lady's rump softly with a slap.
And to think, she was sober the whole time. Rin couldn't get drunk but she sure could act like it. Her eyebrows wiggled at the cat woman then.
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Post by neondragon7 on May 3, 2017 7:49:23 GMT -5
Jeuda was about to go see the new comers when suddenly he felt it, everyone felt it. It was as if the air was going to choke everyone. It screamed danger of the highest degree in fact windows in the distance could be heard shattering. Then suddenly there it was standing behind the door to the bar. It slowly opened it and the amount of energy it exuded was mind boggling. It was even more than a god in it's god form. Yes... Xylex had arrived at the bar. His very presence was enough to put most of the patrons on edge. Jeuda could tell that something this powerful couldn't exist naturally or at least it wasn't normal even by abnormal standards. Xylex walked up to the bar yet oddly with a smile on his face. He didn't appear to have any desire to wreck the bar or attack anyone.
"Oh dear let me see. Oh I know I'll have stake and don't even bother cooking it. Then... you got any like flavored vodka? Or maybe you have a good vintage? What would you recommend?"
He didn't realize he was probably being a bit silly. This was a bar not some fancy dining establishment. Why would they even bother to have normal wine. Still this world was kinda new to this foreigner.
"Oh I do like all your neon though... it's very pretty."
Even Xylex could tell this place was well developed in such a dreary world. Jeuda on the other hand was far to interested in this other being and from what he could tell he was from another world entirely. He studied and even poked Xylex a little. Xylex looked at the machine and then back at the barkeep.
"This automaton yours? It's a little... curious."
Jeuda suddenly realized he was spotted by the very thing he was observing and retreated to a safe distance. He didn't want to anger such a powerful being. Xylex on the other hand shrugged. He had no idea what the hell that machine wanted.
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Post by DarkSavior77 on May 6, 2017 11:20:09 GMT -5
The door pushed in as silent as it could, creaking on worn hinges as a large hand pushed it aside out of his way. Heavy boots hit the floor in a strong heel to toe stride. A massive form had arrives, cautiously eyeing the door frame and tilting his head slightly to ensure it did not his him in his forehead. The large muscled man moved, making his way across the bar unhindered in a heavy slow stride that spoke of tiredness and confidence. People removed themselves if they stood in his way quickly as if the wolf was Moses parting the Red Sea. He didn't need to say anything or do anything to do that. People knew better.
The large wolf demon sat himself down at the bar, great shoulders and back blocking out the rest of the world like a wall to stop them from pestering him. He waited until the white haired demon barkeep was free to make any commands. "What do you have for food?" Zeron asked.
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emkajo
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Post by emkajo on May 6, 2017 22:03:16 GMT -5
The bunny shrugged at the robot, I mean what did he know? Oh wait...he was a robot, maybe he did know. But it did taste good, so Ambrosia sipped at it as she peeked around to see that there were more patrons inside than what she thought. Maybe she could make friends? Or maybe she should get better loot?
Speaking of loot, she looked back at her to make sure she was the only one thinking about stealing. Her sweet little big baby was still propped up where she left it. She seemed to have been the only one to come in with a weapon, or of one so large that it had to be removed. In her mind, the hammer was telling her to hurry up and eat so they could get going. But I haven't been able to talk to so many people before! she thought at it.
But she did want her food, so she started banging on the sticky, coke covered table, "Bring on the food! Bring on the food! Bring on th-"
She went dead silent as some...being came in, his presence almost suffocating. Ambrosia shrank into the booth until it looked over at the robot. She did not like being in the area it was looking and scrambled over to hide being this big thing. She looked up at it to see what it was, a very large werewolf sitting at the bar, wanting food. Staring up at him in awe, she thought out loud, "Wow, there are wolf giants too?!"
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