Blaze’s Bar opened normally that week. When you went in, you found that some barmaids have been hired, and that they are serving lurkers, though one of them seems oddly covered up for this time of year. Blaze is behind the counter like always.
[spoiler] Welcome to Blaze’s Bar! Now is probably when I should explain how this works. The bar is like any average one, with tables and the main bar itself, with some shadowy corners for people. You reply to this post with your location at the bar, and any other things you want to add, like your character’s thoughts. Then, you can go reply to other people’s threads if you want to talk to them. Blaze will come around to take your order eventually, including food and drink, but have fun!
Remember: You can also go onto other people’s threads to talk to them.[/spoiler]
[spoiler]Oh and the barmaids are Twi’lek[/spoiler]
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Luna and Hazel are walking down the sidewalk, across the street. “You were a really big help at the shop today.” Hazel said. “How about I grab you something to eat before you head home.” “Really!?” Luna’s eyes lit up. “Yeah. Whatever you want!” Luna looked around, before pointing to the bar. “There!” “What? Luna, that’s a bar, you can’t-“ Luna began running towards it, and Hazel ran after her, grabbing her by the wrist . Just as Hazel was about to give Luna a lecture, the girl materialized the Muchōrin in her hand. The tip of the staff transformed into a heavy iron ball, which displaced their weight enough for the two of them to tumble inside. With a laugh, Lunaran up to the counter, and slammed her hands on the table. “Bar man, give me a beer!” *bonk* Hazel’s wrench came down, and hit Luna on the head. “Owow! What was that for!?” A teary eyed Luna asked. “Seriously, I try to do something nice, and you pull a stunt like that?” Hazel said. “It was a little rude of us..” Luna(?) replied, her tone much more reserved all of the sudden. Strangely, she replied to herself, right back to her old tone. “Shut up, Sena! You wanted to try it too!” “Enough, both of you! You aren’t drinking alcoho-“ Hazel began. “What are you, my mom!? I don’t even have a mo-“ “Well maybe if you did you wouldn’t-“ The two erupted into a very large argument.