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 Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 3:02 pm
we're not much. in fact, we're officially nothing. it's a bar. everyone knows what a bar looks like, right?
the front door is in the east. the bar is north of the front door extending west then wraps around returning to the wall. there is a lil door flap so the bartender can go in and out. tabbles and chairs every where. a fireplace against the northwestern wall, surrounded by couches. the stage is on the western wall surrounded by couches.
anything goes people! burn down and remake the bar as you see fit for all i care.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 3:04 pm
*micha walks into the bar and looks around* eek gonk I must have been on drugs when i built this thing... *reaches over the bar and grabs the champagne xd * at least the alcohol is good...
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 7:16 pm
*young looking girl with waist length crimson hair walks slowly into the bar and looks around* anyone here?
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 7:17 pm
ahhhh! don't sneak up on my like that!!! next time i might hit you with my champaigne bottle. *looks at the champaigne* on second thought....
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 7:20 pm
*she giggles shyly and looks at the bottle* cha-mpaine? what's that?
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 7:23 pm
eek confused neutral rolleyes *hands the girl a glass of champaigne, then hides behind the bar* i'm not talking to you.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 7:25 pm
*drinks the pale liquid* interesting... a bit mild though...
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 7:32 pm
*scurries around the bar to the other side, jumps the counter, and runs to the fireplace before the girl can remember she exists*
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 7:32 pm
*blinks at the scurring form* alright then...
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 8:04 pm
*relaxes on one of the couches by the roaring fireplace* ah... an empty bar... O.o ok, maybe the fire isn't so much roaring as hissing... *pokes the fire and it yowls and runs off* well, so much for the fire. *drinks her chmpaigne*
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 8:16 pm
that seems to be quite a tempermental fire, yes?
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 8:20 pm
it's a damn tempramental fire. can't deside if it wants to be a lion or a pussycat. *the fire was now curled up on the stage purring*
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 8:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 9:03 pm
a purring fire! my uncle would love it!
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 9:08 pm
oh. *micha is silent for some time* really?
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