Bonebon
Luminaria
i should exercise
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Post by Bonebon on Sept 28, 2015 3:52:47 GMT -5
She shurgged, "It's a pretty simple reason actually. I just wanted a place to go." She decided to pour herself some whiskey as well. "I used to just wander around aimlessly, no one to talk to, nothing to do. At least now I have some people to interact with at least." She explained, gulping down her shot.
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Post by Jack Edwards on Sept 29, 2015 11:20:52 GMT -5
"I feel you there." He poured himself another shot of whiskey and downed it. "I'm nearly seven hundred years old. I'm an immortal and have outlived all my friends and family and even loved ones. So, I know the definition of lonely."
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Bonebon
Luminaria
i should exercise
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Post by Bonebon on Oct 2, 2015 1:59:37 GMT -5
She poured herself more whiskey, "I haven't really lived that long yet. I'm like, what, 80? But I have no idea where any of my friends or family are." she sighed, "Sometimes I wonder why I haven't kicked the bucket yet. It's not like I have anything to love for." she ranted.
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Post by Jack Edwards on Oct 4, 2015 12:24:43 GMT -5
"Oh, I wouldn't say that, there is always something to live for. Funny, that coming from me. My friends, family, and loved ones are all gone and have been LONG gone." He shot down his whiskey and sighed. "I don't have much to live for. This cult and bar are really only it. If these were gone, I wouldn't know what to do."
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Post by Jack Edwards on Jan 22, 2016 22:04:57 GMT -5
Jack opened the bar doors and saw various rats scuttle across the floor. He checked his watch and saw that the last time this place was opened was months ago. He let out a sigh and casually walked over to the bar. She slid a finger on the counter top and examined the dust that had accumulated on the bar top. He set his top hat down on, the blue fire dancing lightly against his face. "This bar has seen better days." At this point, he had owned this bar for a year and felt so much longer. "Time to open the place back up." He walked over to the gramophone and cranked up as the music slowly played. He then grabbed a clothe and slowly began to clean the counter top and glasses. Slowly dusting off the bottles of various whiskeys and rums. With a slight pause, he let out a loud sneeze from all the dust.
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Post by Sarah Ashly Gris on Jan 22, 2016 22:09:14 GMT -5
Sarah walked down the street when she heard he familiar sounds of Jack's gramophone playing. She quickly rushed over and stood in the door. There behind the counter stood her manager. Her face lit up as she saw him cleaning. "Jack!" She rushed over and hugged him tightly like seeing a long lost friend. "I thought you were never going to open up the bar again!"
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Post by Jack Edwards on Jan 22, 2016 22:21:48 GMT -5
Jack's face reddened horribly when Sarah came rushing into his bar and hugging him. Her...assets pressed tightly into him as it made him ponder just how she was able to run with them. But he quickly shook his head. "H-hello there Sarah." He said hugging her back. "Long time no see."
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Post by Sarah Ashly Gris on Jan 22, 2016 22:24:37 GMT -5
She let him go and stood back seeing the bright blush on his face. "OH!" She too gained a blushing realizing just what caused his. "Sorry...I got a bit excited to see you again." She smiled and rushed to the back and grabbed an apron. "Well, if you're here, I might as well be here and work!"
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Post by Jack Edwards on Jan 22, 2016 22:40:49 GMT -5
"That's true." He said shaking his head and going back to making the counter space spot less. "Sarah!" He yelled to her. Almost as if she had left the room. He then grabbed two whiskey classes and poured themselves two glasses. "Come over here Sarah." He said sliding her one. "To...The Third Jackel and The Candle Cult. If not for them, we would have no where to go."
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animus
Sacrifice
somehow still alive
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Post by animus on Feb 6, 2016 1:40:31 GMT -5
Devu had been wandering aimlessly for some time now, taking little interest in their surroundings until they saw the bar that had been closed for a while appearing to be open. This peaked their curiosity since they haven't visited it before. Taking a moment to ponder entering or not, they do, seeing only a few others inside. "I hope I'm not interrupting." They say sheepishly, striding towards the bar counter.
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Post by Jack Edwards on Feb 6, 2016 2:15:18 GMT -5
Jack turned to the door as it opened and saw Animus in the door way. "No, absolutely not, come in and grab a drink!" Jack was rather excited to finally have someone in the bar except for Sarah. "What will you have?"
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animus
Sacrifice
somehow still alive
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Post by animus on Feb 6, 2016 3:15:04 GMT -5
Devu sat on the bar stool, contemplating the array of drinks. They tap their mask with one finger, "I'll have a shot of vodka, please. Strongest you have."
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Frost
Sacrifice
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Post by Frost on Feb 9, 2016 19:09:43 GMT -5
Frost walked aimlessly down the street and heard the music coming from the bar. "well then." He walked to the door and looked in seeing on a few people. "Hello again." he says quickly from outside before walking in awkwardly and looking for a seat at the bar.
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animus
Sacrifice
somehow still alive
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Post by animus on Feb 9, 2016 20:10:27 GMT -5
Devu noticed the new person's arrival, pondering if they ever met him before but decided they didn't. Meeting new people was one of Devu's goals at the moment, so they decided against startling him. They instead waved casually, "Hello. You can sit here if you'd like." Devu gestured to the seat next to him. "I don't believe I've had your acquaintance."
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Post by Jack Edwards on Feb 10, 2016 0:24:18 GMT -5
Jack was quick to get Animus's drink as he slid it over to him. His head lifted up as he saw Frost walk in. "Well, there's a sight for sore eyes. Come in and sit your ass down Frost!" He smiled. "What will you have?"
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