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sticksandbones2025-09-16 05:05 pm
unheiring) wrote in sticksandbones2025-09-16 05:05 pm
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Drinks Are On Me (Bar Log)
Who: Anyone and everyone.
What: It’s a bar log, throw your characters on here.
When: Mid month, during carnival terror.
Where: The Watchtower Bar
Warnings: Alcohol, per usual.
[Life goes on in the Grove. New faces come, and some of them leave before Luca even has the chance to properly get to know them. This month, the memories of everyone's ideal life likely continue to hang over their heads. And that actually sucks, thanks. So Luca makes sure to roll out the proverbial red carpet. Between that and the nightmare that is the carnival, the usual sign outside the bar is quickly updated: Free Drinks all Month
It's worth noting that the usual age restrictions are gone. Anyone is allowed to enter the tavern at this point, though Luca isn't going to be handing out drinks to anyone below 15 (he swears that's normal in Renova). Still, it's probably evident why he's been more amenable to the younger generation. A number of tables have been moved away from one of the walls, and Luca has taken the time to pencil out where a potential open doorway may go eventually. There are even stray papers behind the bar that you might catch sight of — looks like someone's planning an addition.
How interesting!
As usually, Luca puts out plenty of food. Probably more than usual. Is he trying to compete with the carnies by putting out actually edible dishes? Maybe. Enjoy your roast beef, pheasant, and rotating stews, I guess. There's also a cheese plate out this month, strangely absent over the last few. Maybe someone is feeling a little hopeful? Who's to say.
Enjoy your bar log. Drink, have fun, and break things. Luca's not your dad, and his ghost dad will probably just grin from his corner.]
What: It’s a bar log, throw your characters on here.
When: Mid month, during carnival terror.
Where: The Watchtower Bar
Warnings: Alcohol, per usual.
[Life goes on in the Grove. New faces come, and some of them leave before Luca even has the chance to properly get to know them. This month, the memories of everyone's ideal life likely continue to hang over their heads. And that actually sucks, thanks. So Luca makes sure to roll out the proverbial red carpet. Between that and the nightmare that is the carnival, the usual sign outside the bar is quickly updated: Free Drinks all Month
It's worth noting that the usual age restrictions are gone. Anyone is allowed to enter the tavern at this point, though Luca isn't going to be handing out drinks to anyone below 15 (he swears that's normal in Renova). Still, it's probably evident why he's been more amenable to the younger generation. A number of tables have been moved away from one of the walls, and Luca has taken the time to pencil out where a potential open doorway may go eventually. There are even stray papers behind the bar that you might catch sight of — looks like someone's planning an addition.
How interesting!
As usually, Luca puts out plenty of food. Probably more than usual. Is he trying to compete with the carnies by putting out actually edible dishes? Maybe. Enjoy your roast beef, pheasant, and rotating stews, I guess. There's also a cheese plate out this month, strangely absent over the last few. Maybe someone is feeling a little hopeful? Who's to say.
Enjoy your bar log. Drink, have fun, and break things. Luca's not your dad, and his ghost dad will probably just grin from his corner.]
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Not my fault they put me in this body when I showed up. I didn't ask for it. I didn't want it.
[ She's starting to get used to it. Kind of. ]
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One moment!
[He's on his feet in seconds, sprinting first to the array of food set out. Portions of roast beef and pheasant are laid out, followed by various cheeses and breads. The plate of this is brought to the woman and set before her, before he bursts straight into the bar's kitchen, ignoring the startled squawks of the bartender.
He emerges seconds later carrying four wrapped bundles, all of which are chucked into the hearth before he returns to his seat.]
My name is Rengoku Kyojuro, former Flame Pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps. And I will not allow anyone to starve under my watch!
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I hope some of this is for you. We're doing that eating contest, right?
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[He drags the plate out of her grasp for just a moment. There's a hint of mischief in his eyes.]
I should have the name of my competitor before we start!
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[ She sticks her hand out for him to shake. ]
I'm Tex. And you?