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sticksandbones2025-03-02 04:34 pm
unheiring) wrote in sticksandbones2025-03-02 04:34 pm
Entry tags:
- cookie run: affogato cookie,
- cookie run: dark cacao cookie,
- cookie run: timekeeper cookie,
- cookie run: white lily cookie,
- dc comics: stephanie brown,
- final fantasy xvi: clive rosfield,
- infinity train: min-gi park,
- infinity train: ryan akagi,
- original: kiera canorus,
- original: luca aurelius,
- original: whippoorwill stoneport,
- trigun: livio
You Guys Had A Rough Month(s), Time To Drink
Who: Anyone and everyone.
What: It’s a bar log, throw your characters on here.
When: After the Arbor has gone away but before the snakes come to play.
Where: The Watchtower Bar
Warnings: Alcohol, per usual.
Well, it’s been a long few months. A lot of you have died. Some of you probably repeatedly. But there’s good news to be had. The bar is still open, and between Luca and his spirit companion, there’s plenty of hands to pass everything around. In fact, Luca actually seems to be encouraging it. Anyone found to be in a state of melancholy is encouraged to stop by.
It isn’t just alcohol, mind you. Anyone in need of a hot meal will find one waiting for them on the hearth. Rather than stew, he’s serving something else this month. And of course, there is the usual assortment of cheeses to go around.
He’s also set up something special. All of the tables are more pushed to the side than usual, leaving a fair bit of room at the center of the room. Set up nearby are the records he’d received for the holiday, playing some more lively tunes. Need a dance? You’ll have one. Just mind the hearth, he can’t exactly move that.
Luca, of course, will put it best. “Come and revel. The months have been long and cold, and we know not what tomorrow brings.”
What: It’s a bar log, throw your characters on here.
When: After the Arbor has gone away but before the snakes come to play.
Where: The Watchtower Bar
Warnings: Alcohol, per usual.
Well, it’s been a long few months. A lot of you have died. Some of you probably repeatedly. But there’s good news to be had. The bar is still open, and between Luca and his spirit companion, there’s plenty of hands to pass everything around. In fact, Luca actually seems to be encouraging it. Anyone found to be in a state of melancholy is encouraged to stop by.
It isn’t just alcohol, mind you. Anyone in need of a hot meal will find one waiting for them on the hearth. Rather than stew, he’s serving something else this month. And of course, there is the usual assortment of cheeses to go around.
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He’s also set up something special. All of the tables are more pushed to the side than usual, leaving a fair bit of room at the center of the room. Set up nearby are the records he’d received for the holiday, playing some more lively tunes. Need a dance? You’ll have one. Just mind the hearth, he can’t exactly move that.
Luca, of course, will put it best. “Come and revel. The months have been long and cold, and we know not what tomorrow brings.”
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[He wobbles again, and then lets go of Ezell to stumble into a sit next to him.]
Are you gonna drink anything that's not tree bean water? Gosh... don't you wanna be... mm... [What's the word, what's the word...] Intox...shicated?
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[He says, as he tilts back a little too far and nearly falls off his seat, arms flailing briefly before he catches himself on the edge of the table.]
You know, like— like you're shaposed to when you're drunk! [yes ain honey he knows what you meant]