Welcome to the Pub!, Care for a Drink? |
Welcome to the Pub!, Care for a Drink? |
Dec 16 2002, 02:40 AM
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OpSec Group: Dark Templar Posts: 1324 Joined: 13-December 02 From: Roseburg, OR Member No.: 2 |
Welcome one and all to our newest facility, our very own bar! please leave your hats, coats and mags at the door, kick back and enjoy a nice stiff drink on me!
lets see if we can't get to know eachother, and ourselves a little better. |
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Apr 17 2003, 12:38 PM
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Sunbro Group: Paragon Caste Posts: 753 Joined: 16-April 03 From: 'Murica Member No.: 25 |
*A roguish stranger enters through the bar's rear entrance in a slow, yet alert fashion. From the sign of the rifle he checks at the door, and the handgun, which, to the experienced Tekker, appears to be a Ruby Bullet, at his side, this character appears to be a RAmar*
*The RAmar, clothed in a dark uniform with a completely masked face, finds a vacant seat towards the furthest end of the pub and awaits his bartender* *The bartender eventually makes his way to the obviously new face and begins to manifest his gift of gab* "Well I haven't seen you around these parts before. Welcome to the pub lad." *The RAmar continues to glance at the bartender, almost as if he was looking through the fellow* "Ok then, what'll it be?" *The bartender begins to reach for some of the more popular drinks at this season* *The RAmar finally looks up, and it can be noticed that the figure is wearing spectacles within that protective head casing. In a strangely muffled voice, accompanied by what seems to be a strong Russian-type accent, the RAmar responds* *Being the only one to make out the request, the bartender gives a look of perplexity. After he shrugs, the bartender goes to concealed door and removes a very odd... almost ancient looking flask. The bartender then proceeds to pour a glass of liquid from the flask, which appears an almost smoky grey* "Here ya go buddy, knock yourself out." *The bartender proceeds to dibby up the meseta charge on the new character's tab* *The RAmar, noticing his appearance has drawn a bit of unwanted attention, gives a quick glance over his shoulder towards the crowd. Then, as if nothing mattered, the RAmar unhinges his mask slightly and takes a swig from the glass. At this, all the men in the bar give an almost puzzling look.In the effort of drinking, a small vile reveals itself from the visible hip of the character. Two words can be made out from the closer patrons* They read: PARASITIC CELL ... -------------------- PSN ID: USF_Tailgater
Xbox Live: USF Tailgater |
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