[spoiler]Due to reasons, this has been pushed up to today instead of next week. Thanks![/spoiler]
You enter the bar and Blaze seems to be extremely tired, to the point where every ten minutes, he falls asleep on the bar. Luckily Fox is there, who smacks him awake with a wooden staff.
There has been something pinned to the wall as well.
[quote]Needed: 3 adventurers willing to delve into the Deep. Extracting Bopsheezi from the Deep realm.
Reward: $1,000 each, and anything you find, you can keep.
Contact E'nehpkaaxe Bpshizhi for more details.[/quote]
ALL SPOTS ON THE CONTRACT HAVE BEEN FILLED
[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]
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*E'nehpkaaxe walks in, completely furious. The Miqo'te muttering to herself. She sits down and sighs* "Something light please, I still have to get home."
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A Shadow walks in. This one is Three-Thirty-Three. “Ello Blaze. What’s the special today?”
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Multiple thuds can be heard coming from the roof.
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I cannot participate yet, so I will just leave a burger here for no reason. [spoiler]🍔[/spoiler]
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[i]Tuskenator strolls in, expecting Blaze to ignore him again. [/i]
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Skye walks in. She still has her crutch, but she seems to be relying on it less. She approaches the bar and sits at a stool. Her eyes glance up at the sign on the wall curiously.
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[i]A Grey figure in torn, dirty robes with bits of purple goo and burnt edges on them walks in, and takes a seat in a corner. His voice is dry, tired and aged. [/i] “Bartender? A round of your strongest.” [i]He rests his head on his left hand, while the other fiddles with something in its grasp. [/i]
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I take a seat at the bar. "Hello my good flibbert. May I have a tall glass of Sunny D?" [spoiler] HAIL HYDRA!!!!!!!!!!!!![/spoiler]
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*Dally walks on in and takes a seat, she laughs a little at Blaze’s plight to stay awake!* “Howdy!”
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[spoiler]Hm.. I think I’m out of folk to have visit.[/spoiler]
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Warlock Holmes quietly walks into the bar. The wizard is dresses in dull colored robes with a hood pulled around his head. While normally friendly, the wizard seems to want to be alone for he scans the room for a empty location before moving there.
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I walk in, still in my silvery dress from last night. "Hello Blaze." [spoiler]Appearance:Keira Knightly with pure white hair combed back and cut short.[/spoiler]
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[i]Cobalt enters the bar, and looks around.[/i]
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Geo walks in, holding a large duffel bag.
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Edited by qwertyqwin1738: 7/16/2020 10:16:31 PMQuin enters the bar, and takes a seat at the counter
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*Loot sprints into the bar and dives under a table*
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Jack creeps into the establishment, looking on edge. He scans the contract, stealthily moves over to a table in a corner, and quietly sits down.
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Wow, Bop's life is pretty cheap nowadays. Hey Blaze, can i get a coffee?
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A mysterious man wearing a dark gray cloak enters the bar. His face is completely concealed save for his eyes, which are barely visible through the slit in the mask hiding his identity. Under his cloak he hides a double-barreled shotgun which he carries on a sling on his back. He sits at the bar, his eyes peering at you from behind his mask. "Blaze," he said in an eerily familiar voice. "Margarita. With a little vodka."
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A man in battle armor carrying a sword and dagger walks into the establishment, “Bourbon on the rocks.” He says. He looks over to see the note on the wall. “There may have been a point in coming here after all...”
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*You hear whispers coming for the rightmost corner..... a pair of orange eyes stares at you, unblinking. Luxcious then walks into the bar and sits down, his robes now look white with small patches of black, and some pieces are orbiting around him.*
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*Reads the note.* Okay seriously, what the hell is Bop trying to do this time by going into speakers asshole?
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A man dressed for the beach arrives wearing flip flops, swimming shorts, and a sleeveless shirt arrives at the bar. Oddly though, he has a long (at least six feet in length) katana sheathed on his back. "Ya have any cocktails, friend?"