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[OPEN ROLEPLAY] The Spinning Skull Inn & Tavern

Started by Cramulus, June 02, 2020, 01:40:31 PM

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LMNO

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I slightly turn my head to look at Fraudulence form the corner of my eye

Thanks kindly for the welcome, but I'm a little busy with Karen here.  nods in the Glork's direction.

What are you trying to do there, hun?  Give me a pedicure?


Cramulus

The Glork, suddenly overcome with confusing feelings, staggers backwards. If you look closely, you may notice that it is blushing.

"A pedicure?" it stammers, "well... if those are your demands...." a drop of sweat rolls down the side of its face.

As the cowboy sits on a stool at the bar, the Glork, kneeling at his feet, gently removes the cowboy's boots. Breathing heavily, hands trembling, he begins to paint the cowboy's toenails.


LMNO

Ahhhh.



Bartender, whiskey for me, beer for my horses.


P3nT4gR4m

Suddenly the door to the tavern swings open so violently the hinges have to roll a saving throw, allowing the door to slam back shut in the face of the culprit. The stench of sour Buckfast and tinned haggis assaults the air with the intensity of a prison riot, stamping on a guard's ballsack.

"Alcohol! Now, or every cunt dies"

Character Name: Angus McFuckye
Alignment: Chaotic/Scottish

Strength: 17 +100 (Fighting Drunk)
Dexterity: 3
Constitution: unknown
Intelligence: -7
Wisdom: 1
Charisma: 0

Weapon: Enchanted Broken Pint Tumbler "Malkies Chibb" +4 to maim

Combat bonus: +6 if character has recently pished himself

I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
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"computation is a pattern in the spacetime arrangement of particles, and it's not the particles but the pattern that really matters! Matter doesn't matter." -- Max Tegmark

Cramulus

Quote from: P3nT4gR4m on June 05, 2020, 07:00:46 AM
Combat bonus: +6 if character has recently pished himself

you have to declare it: has he recently pished himself? how much urine can we smell right now?

P3nT4gR4m

Quote from: Cramulus on June 05, 2020, 12:44:35 PM
Quote from: P3nT4gR4m on June 05, 2020, 07:00:46 AM
Combat bonus: +6 if character has recently pished himself

you have to declare it: has he recently pished himself? how much urine can we smell right now?

Hard to tell if it's fresh or not, the reek of BO and poorly wiped arsehole tends to drown everything else out. He's been in the bar about a minute and a half now so we'll probably find out soon enough.

I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
Not actually a meat product.
Ass-Kicking & Foot-Stomping Ancient Master of SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK
Awful and Bent Behemothic Results of Last Night's Painful Squat.
High Altitude Haggis-Filled Sex Bucket From Beyond Time and Space.
Internet Monkey Person of Filthy and Immoral Pygmy-Porn Wart Contagion
Octomom Auxillary Heat Exchanger Repairman
walking the fine line line between genius and batshit fucking crazy

"computation is a pattern in the spacetime arrangement of particles, and it's not the particles but the pattern that really matters! Matter doesn't matter." -- Max Tegmark

LMNO

Leans towards the bartender, speaks in sotto voce


There a VIP section in here?  The air is dummy thicc right now, y'know?




altered

Fraudulence rolls up her Important Quest Item and drops it on the floor, so it will follow her around like a bad penny instead of taking precious inventory space.

Well, this is what happens when I stick around too long. Thanks for the milk, barkeep.

In the process of standing up and re-trousering, Fraudulence brings an elbow down on the edge of the basin of now-fresh milk. Does it tip? Flip? Fling dairy? Or just wobble? Or something totally different? Only Cram knows, asshole god he is.
"I am that worst of all type of criminal...I cannot bring myself to do what you tell me, because you told me."

There's over 100 of us in this meat-suit. You'd think it runs like a ship, but it's more like a hundred and ten angry ghosts having an old-school QuakeWorld tournament, three people desperately trying to make sure the gamers don't go hungry or soil themselves, and the Facilities manager weeping in the corner as the garbage piles high.

Cramulus

Quote from: altered on June 05, 2020, 06:04:50 PM
In the process of standing up and re-trousering, Fraudulence brings an elbow down on the edge of the basin of now-fresh milk. Does it tip? Flip? Fling dairy? Or just wobble? Or something totally different? Only Cram knows, asshole god he is.

The milk has hardened like elmer's glue and your elbow sticks into it, making the same sound as a brick being dropped into a vat of JELLO


Between the rancid milk, and the sharp urine smell eminating from Angus McFuckye, the bar's smell is intolerable. The bartender shrugs and puts a little clothespin on his nose.

"Oi, me thinks this dank tavern could use some music. Anyone know any songs? drinkin' songs or otherwise. Entertain us and a pint of Dragon Cum is on the house."

chaotic neutral observer

This stew tastes like someone put heart and soul into it, yah?  I don't mind the heart, not at all, but I'm no soul-eater, no sir.  Puts 35 crumpets on the bar.  Keep the change.

A song, eh?  Pulls out electroharp.  Well, here's a song for any of you who was ever walking through the Dank Forest, and said to yourself WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT THING.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yiyZmQhuM4w
Desine fata deum flecti sperare precando.

minuspace

Let me try that...


Leans over and starts spitting verbiage in some Tolkienesque argot.

Yah, that's some clean stew, hearty and full of fire. I'll have some four portions In a few.



P3nT4gR4m


I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
Not actually a meat product.
Ass-Kicking & Foot-Stomping Ancient Master of SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK
Awful and Bent Behemothic Results of Last Night's Painful Squat.
High Altitude Haggis-Filled Sex Bucket From Beyond Time and Space.
Internet Monkey Person of Filthy and Immoral Pygmy-Porn Wart Contagion
Octomom Auxillary Heat Exchanger Repairman
walking the fine line line between genius and batshit fucking crazy

"computation is a pattern in the spacetime arrangement of particles, and it's not the particles but the pattern that really matters! Matter doesn't matter." -- Max Tegmark