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| Gale/Cl 2008: All your VGF are belong to us | The Tavern Lover's Hotel: RP topic! A revival of the unwinding, nicely played hotel topics that used to appear here often. This'n is just like the Virtual hotel, but it is a tavern in the middle of the land, for a twist! Join for an unwinding experience. Use your characters and make friends here on the Gunjin! Go on quests! Make alliances and teams! Talk about the tourney! Go wild! |
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| Senior Member Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: Far beyond the twisted reach, of craaazy sorroow. Gender: Posts: 2,619 Thanks: 73 Thanked 36 Times in 32 Posts | I'll use my Revamped Vapor. *Sits down at the bar and starts to read a newspaper from 1924* |
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| Senior Member Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: Dirty Looks Gender: Posts: 8,040 Thanks: 212 Thanked 145 Times in 125 Posts | *Edge goes of to the TV, and turns it on to FMA, episode 50 Death ( haven't seen it yet, witch is why I'm waiting to see it.) sits down on couch and watches. |
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| Gale/Cl 2008: All your VGF are belong to us | Borfus the she-ogre. Page 15. Read the bio. Borfus entered the tavern, seeing only two people inside. This would never do. She walked up to the alchemist who was watching tv, and said, "WHY AIN'T YOU DRINKING! C'MON, BEER, BEER, BEEEEEER!" She said, to the dismay of the concentrating alchemy genius. She walked up to the newspaper obsessed snake-type-thing-creature and looked at the paper. Giberdigook to Borfus. She ordered three beers, placed one in front of the other two, respectively, then drank hers in one hearty gulp. Behind her a man walked in. She saw this masked terror and said, "Want a beer?" |
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| Senior Member Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: Far beyond the twisted reach, of craaazy sorroow. Gender: Posts: 2,619 Thanks: 73 Thanked 36 Times in 32 Posts | Vapor looked up. "Eh, Sorry about that. My mind grew wings and flew away. that happens every time I do something involving 1924." When the paper was put down, it seemed to be nothing but many fantastic colors smeared on yellowed paper. "I'll have some wine-like material," He said to the second bartender. He put some glowing orange dust in it and it exploded. |
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| Gale/Cl 2008: All your VGF are belong to us | Borfus stared in dismay, then sat her bulking mass down on a nearby stool. She ordered a few beers and chugged them with a speed reminiscent of a person who's parched disposition kept him from drinking while lost in the desert. She gave several heavy breaths, then looked around. Now, there were THREE none-drinkers. A snakything, a masked dude, and a guy who liked TV. What was their problem? They need drinks! Drinks! Drinks!!! The love of beer... Creepy. Especially in a giant ogre from the family of duke Boragus. |
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| Senior Member Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: Far beyond the twisted reach, of craaazy sorroow. Gender: Posts: 2,619 Thanks: 73 Thanked 36 Times in 32 Posts | Vapor put in more dust, and it combusted. He drank the flaming wine and started floating around on the ceiling. |
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| Forum Host | 4 People walk in Tazy: *Yawn* Kryp: HEY-S *Kryp is punched into the bartender* Tazy: Do that again and you'll go THOUGH the Bartender Qual:... you hate S's don't you En: BARTENDER! We'll have Tazy: 4 Root Beers... I don't drink, and I don't want the others to get drunk En:.... You're no fun... |
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| Senior Member Join Date: Jun 2001 Location: In front of my computer with my games and my guitars. Gender: Posts: 2,576 Thanks: 97 Thanked 87 Times in 79 Posts | Alex ran in as if he was being chased. Alex: Is this a hotel? Bartender: *get up and rubs eye* Yeah. Didn't you see the big glowy sign? Alex: Not now...need a room. *throws 50 bucks on table and grabs a random key* Room #214, great...stairs...that'll slow him down. Bartender: Uh...can I get you anything? Alex: Uh...sure. Mountain Dew. Borfus stared at Alex with a menacing glare. Alex: Fine...a Bud Lite. And make it quick. The bartender gets the beer and hands it to Alex. Alex drinks it quickly and runs up to the room. Alex: Don't tell him I'm here. Everyone looks around. Edge: What the hell was that all about? All of a sudden the door is busted down. Fang is standing in the doorway with his Dark Blade in hand. Fang: He's here. I can smell him. *looks at Borfus* YOU! Ogre Woman! Where is he? |
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| Senior Member Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: Far beyond the twisted reach, of craaazy sorroow. Gender: Posts: 2,619 Thanks: 73 Thanked 36 Times in 32 Posts | "Could I have a room?" Vapor asked the bartender from the ceiling. "Um.. Sure." Vapor threw several coins at the counter. "Wait, don't give me a key..." Vapor casted a small spell which blew up the area of the ceiling right above him. He floated through the hole the explosion left. "I'll have whatever room this is." "That's room #pi," The bartender said. "It's haunted." "Yay!" Vapor responded. |
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| Gale/Cl 2008: All your VGF are belong to us | Borfus smiled for a second, then managed to get the gumption to speak as well as possible. "Um... He has taken a light beer and gone upstairs... Light beers suck..." She said, then turned to order more alchohol. Behind all of them, a figure entered. A griffionoid, known as Arthuro Menian. He turned his blade and sheathed it, its patterns and carving visible in the light... "May I gain a room, my good sir?" he said, speaking in a refined tone to the tender. He handed over a long, golden key, which he pocketed and then he asked for a small glass of wine. As usual, Borfus' glare attempted to sway his choice of drink, but it failed. So many people here in this bar might signify an omen... |
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| Senior Member Join Date: Jun 2001 Location: In front of my computer with my games and my guitars. Gender: Posts: 2,576 Thanks: 97 Thanked 87 Times in 79 Posts | Alex: *from room* I told you not to tell him. Fang looked up and smiled. Fang: Fool. Fang ran up the stairs. |
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| Forum Host | Tazy:... you think sonethings going on? Qual: yes, that room will be fine... Guys, we have Room 405 En: good, um should we help that guy that ran up the stairs? Tazy: NAH! En:....why? Kryp: BECAUSE WE HAVE PIE! En: you suck.... *Walk walk upstairs to thier room* |
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| Senior Member | A young grey hedgehog stalked into the tavern. His eyes were blood-shot and his eyelids were purple. "I just want a room." He tiredly grumbled as he dropped some coins on the counter. The bartender silently handed him some keys. The hedgehog then slowly staggered upstairs to his room. |
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| Senior Member Join Date: Jun 2001 Location: In front of my computer with my games and my guitars. Gender: Posts: 2,576 Thanks: 97 Thanked 87 Times in 79 Posts | Alex slowly walked down the stairs carrying Fang's body on his shoulders. Alex: I need Vodka...and lots of it. Bartender: Why so much? Alex: I gotta drug this guy so much he'll forget why he's after me. It took forever to beat this guy down. Bartender: Well that explains the blood dripping out of his head. The bartender gives Alex 5 bottles of Vodka. Bartender: Will that be enough? Alex: Hopefully. Alex forces the unconcious Fang to drink the Vodka. Meanwhile, everyone looks at them as if something went on in that room. Alex felt this stare. Alex: Nothing went on up there. Tazy: Why exactly was he chasing you? Alex: I made a bet with him I was sure I would win. Against all odds...I sorta lost. I didn't have the money to pay for it so I kicked him in the nads and ran. Fang was beginning to wake up. Fang: Uhg...what the hell? Alex: *thinking* Damn it. It didn't work. Time for Plan-B. *speaking* Hey...Fang...I uh...got your money. Fang: Where am I? Huh? YOU!!! Alex holds out the money he owes Fang. Fang: Oh. Well...ok. I...guess that's it then. I'll be seeing ya. Fang leaves. Everyone looks confused. Bartender: I thought you said you didn't have the money. Alex: I robbed him in the room. Now where's the rest of that Vodka? Alex take the Vodka and sits in front of the TV. Borfus seems somewhat pleased that Alex is drinking real alcohol now. |
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| Member Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: Your mother's face. SNAP! Gender: Posts: 1,136 Thanks: 26 Thanked 23 Times in 18 Posts | NoName entered and observed his surroundings. "Seems...safe," he thought. His cloak swishing lightly, NoName crossed the room to a large armchair near the fireplace. Gazing into the bright orange flames, his mind began to wander. |
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| Member Join Date: Mar 2000 Location: Swamped with work! Hanging with the zombies in the VGF RPG forum! Gender: Posts: 1,572 Thanks: 11 Thanked 13 Times in 10 Posts | An entirely generic, and althogether uninteresting character walked into the bar. He was absolutely normal, and had no special powers whatsoever O.K., fine, he had purple eyes and could turn eggs into pecans, but that's not important, mmK? "I'll have the usual, Frank" The bartender splashed in some whiskey, lemon juice, sugar, and some rum. He grabbed the seltzer tap to finish it and squeezed the trigger. Nothing came out. There was a slight rumbling, and the hose jerked itself out of the bartender's hand. He prudently dove out of the way, as the nozzle then shivered, cracked, and exploded, sending plastic pieces everywhere. A huge burst of water gushed out, forming a puddle on the floor. The puddle swirled upward, into a recognizeably human shape, as Sindri reformed, quietly cursing Italian pipe-transport. He shook his head, then turned towards the bartender. "Rum. Now." |
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