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Slow RP
Apr 30, 2006 21:57:32 GMT -5
Post by Stonestrike on Apr 30, 2006 21:57:32 GMT -5
Yes, that's right. This roleplay is intentionally slow. I've noticed a few people have avoided and/or left the RPs because of the huge obligations and fast posting. I've created this so that they can enjoy the roleplaying experience too! How will I keep it slow you ask? One simple rule. You can only post 3 times a day. Anyway, I'm not going to join just yet but I will start it off for you. Note: The barkeeper is everyone's character so feel free to give him a name and talk for him.
"Slow day today. I wouldn't be surprised if I didn't get any customers." The barkeeper said while staring at the clock. Rain drops leaked in through the wooden ceiling of the bar. The rain kept pouring and pouring, he was pretty sure that some customers would come in just to escape the rain. A small grin spread across his face.
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Slow RP
Apr 30, 2006 22:02:27 GMT -5
Post by Dundee on Apr 30, 2006 22:02:27 GMT -5
And sure enough, the door opened wide, lightening flashing to illuminate the silhouette sopping wet in the doorway. The young man stumbled forward, clumsily pulling himself onto a tall barstool. "Gimme a lemonade-rasberry, if you have it," he rasped, slapping a five dollar bill on the worn wooden counter.
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Post by Rehiro on May 1, 2006 0:29:29 GMT -5
The doors swung wide and in stepped Moss, eyes glowing with an undescribable hatred. He had lost his hat and his coat was still decorated with knife wounds from the fight he had on the beach with the bandit Uchito. His face was fixed in a snarl, and his rabbit ears twitched irritably as he stomped towards the counter, his small height and irrational appearance making him look less menacing and more like a child about to throw a tantrum.
"Give me something that will make me forget the injustice of this world" the rabbit man said, seemingly near tears as he scrambled on top of a barstool.
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Post by Zolah on May 1, 2006 8:17:45 GMT -5
" Aim was sitting by the bar desk, he was sipping on a glass of milk. the only thing he had afford with, the bartender had been polit and gave it for free. his tummy rumblem while he drank up the last of the milk, then he looked at the newcomer wich came into the room. he couldnt avoid starting to stare at.. the bunny man? he looked into his glass and smelled it until he slowly began to stare once again "
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Slow RP
May 1, 2006 10:39:39 GMT -5
Post by Shippo_no_Neko on May 1, 2006 10:39:39 GMT -5
Nezumi, soaking wet, entered the tavern.
"Eeewww... It's so.... Wet outside. Hey, mister bartender! Can I have some milk?"
The bartender looked at her, a little confused.
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magicklorelai
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Post by magicklorelai on May 2, 2006 0:07:07 GMT -5
The door had barely shut, when it slammed open again with both a gust of wind and rain, and the slender frame of a young woman. Blonde curls flying madly with the gust, she whipped around to slam the door shut again with a startling BANG! Heaving a big sigh, the small woman leaned against the door to catch her breath; she'd clearly been running. The rain soaked her curls to the point where they almost straightened, and her brown cloak was spattered with raindrops. Fortunately, it was a weatherproof sort of cloak, and the layered, gossamer dress of ivory fabric remained, for the most part, untouched by rain.
Having caught her breath, she edged away from the door, shining green eyes gazing openly around the room, hoping against all odds that she hadn't made TOO much of a scene. Adjusting her cloak so that it concealed her so that only her head and a feathery gathering of the light dress around her feet appeared. She smiled sheepishly to the other occupants, before taking a seat as inconspicuously as she could. Today was *definately* not her day...
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Post by Daggertooth on May 2, 2006 8:44:06 GMT -5
-Thwump- .... .... -Thwump-
"ha, Looks like yer wrong bout not gettin any custumers there keep." Said a man as he threw his last dart at the dart board. He was dressed in all dirty brown colored clothing, close fitting trousers, worn boots, a long sleeve shirt, and a brown vest. He had a holster with a six shooter quite visibly on his right hip and stood just above six ft.
-Thwump-
He went to retrieve his darts...hessitating a sec to look at the score...then walked to the counter, replaced a worn looking leather full brimmed hat on his head, then finished what was left of his drink. "hmmm....shoulda bet ya on that'un." He said...thoughtfully"care ta fill me back up?"
"That depends Rafael," said the barkeep, "You going to pay for it?"
Rafael frowned "Ya know I'm good fer it. I ain't screwed ya befer."
"Yeah, but you haven't had a tab this high before. I do need to restock. Or would you rather I run out of your drinks?"
"Fine" Rafael grumbled as he fished out the needed coins. "Yer lucky I ave it on me. Give me Irish Whiskey, make it cold this time." He looked around at the new Commers. The girl who had come bursting in with the gossomer dress catching his eye. "Make it two will ya keep?"
He took the two drinks and headed over to where the newest girl had taken a seat. He set one drink on the table and slid it to her before pulling a seat out and sitting on it backwords. "Ya look like ya need a drink." he said.
(OOC: Rafael is pronounced. Ra fell.)
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Slow RP
May 2, 2006 11:00:02 GMT -5
Post by Shippo_no_Neko on May 2, 2006 11:00:02 GMT -5
Nezumi got her milk, and sat at the counter next to Moss. She was very curious about this man.
"Hello, sir. What's your name?"
She smiled, taking a sip of her milk.
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Slow RP
May 2, 2006 13:17:07 GMT -5
Post by Zolah on May 2, 2006 13:17:07 GMT -5
" aim looked at the bartender and asked ' uhm sir, excuse me but has this milk expired in some way? ' the Bartender just shakes his head and continues to serv the others "
- oh ok..
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magicklorelai
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Slow RP
May 2, 2006 13:27:30 GMT -5
Post by magicklorelai on May 2, 2006 13:27:30 GMT -5
Since sitting down, she'd tipped her head forward enough so that a few ringlets of her hair fell forward around her face and over her folded arms. She'd leaned over the table, and kept her shining eyes downcast to avoid seeming rude(by staring). At the sound of someone approaching, however, she glanced up, knocking a few golden curls back. As soon as the gentleman had set a glass down for her, she smiled appreciatively but apologetically. "Thank you...I appreciate the offer...but I really don't drink much besides water...the last time I had anything with an alcoholic content, I had zero tolerance and got very ill. I wouldn't mind company, though." Ah, and that almost trademark sweet smile of hers lightly turned her lips. She straightened and offered her hand politely for shaking, which parted her cloak enough for the surprisingly white dress to peek through. With her fair skin, bright dress, and light hair, she would possibly blend into a snowstorm if not for that cloak. "I'm Chrysanthe...and it's a pleasure to make your aquaintance..."
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Slow RP
May 2, 2006 13:29:35 GMT -5
Post by Wolfy on May 2, 2006 13:29:35 GMT -5
(OOC: Ok...I may need reminders about the three post rule from time to time..but I'll try not to go over it... ^^;; *realizes that the huge RPs are mostly her fault...*)
Serlina eyed all the people ffrom her seat. She looked different than normal, because her hair was down and she was actually wearing a dress. However, her eyes still held the same mocking laughter. She was looking for a likely employer. Maybe that girl could use a bodyguard...I could do that well enough... she thought to herself. Assasin or not, she still had values, and she wasn't about to stoop to petty thivery for money...not when there are always people who need protection... Serlina decided to wait for a moment and watch.
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Slow RP
May 2, 2006 19:42:01 GMT -5
Post by Daggertooth on May 2, 2006 19:42:01 GMT -5
Rafael took the hand and shook it warmly. He took a sip of his own drink. "Name's San Rafael, ever'un round here just calls me Rafael though....what I prefer." He took another sip.
"Well, ah considerd wadder fer ya but figured ya had enough in that there storm." He said jokingly, "Whaddaya doin out there durin a storm anyhow, if'n ya don't mind my askin"
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Slow RP
May 2, 2006 21:19:16 GMT -5
Post by Daybreak on May 2, 2006 21:19:16 GMT -5
((*Whimpers* I has the perfect character for this, but I've got, like, five characters in active rps already, and I'm sure I'm probably annoying people with all of them ^^ )
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Slow RP
May 2, 2006 21:26:51 GMT -5
Post by Scarecrow on May 2, 2006 21:26:51 GMT -5
((Hee... I'd join in, but I don't think the character I had in mind would fit in! He'd probably end up bludgeoned to death. He's lucky that way.))
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Slow RP
May 2, 2006 21:30:42 GMT -5
Post by Daggertooth on May 2, 2006 21:30:42 GMT -5
((lol, come on youse two. There ain't no harm in more characters. And Daybreak, at three posts a day you can't go wrong even with another character. Plus they're cool characters. um...this does not count as my 3 PPD ))
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Slow RP
May 2, 2006 21:40:13 GMT -5
Post by Wolfy on May 2, 2006 21:40:13 GMT -5
Serlina stood up, fingering the knife hidden in her skirt. She walked over to the girl and the guy and sat down, smiling flirtingly. "Well hello, love. MAy I join in on your talk?" she asked softly, giving off the air of harmlessness.
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Slow RP
May 2, 2006 22:00:51 GMT -5
Post by Rehiro on May 2, 2006 22:00:51 GMT -5
((Is Serlina sitting next to Moss and Nezumi?))
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Slow RP
May 2, 2006 22:02:53 GMT -5
Post by Wolfy on May 2, 2006 22:02:53 GMT -5
(Nope... ^_^ sorry...i can make that clearer...*goes off to fix*)
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Slow RP
May 2, 2006 23:15:08 GMT -5
Post by Rehiro on May 2, 2006 23:15:08 GMT -5
Moss' vacant stare shifted slightly from the dark liquid in front of him to take in Nezumi. At one time he might have found the concept of being spoken to by anyone, let alone an attractive female impossible. At one time he would have found her unnatractive because she looked relatively human and he had thought it impossible for creatures of such different species to be attracted to each other but Suka had changed both these thought processes in his mind.
Ironically, she had taken all his greed for herself so the changes that she had made in him which would otherwise have made him interested in this situation now held him back.
All in all, he barely comprehended what was going on around him and he wasnt in the least bit interested in talking to anyone about anything besides the occurances which had just taken place on the beach. His mind was elsewhere and full of torment.
"My name is Moss" he said, barely concerned with his ridiculous name.
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Post by Zolah on May 3, 2006 0:12:26 GMT -5
" Aim looked at the bartender and asked for some water then he turns to moss" - Good day, Excuse me for being so unpolite..
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Post by Daggertooth on May 3, 2006 0:44:45 GMT -5
(((((((((Added 3NPC for anyone to use: Name: Sheryl Age: 19 Height: 5'8" Job: Barmaid Description: Blond hair, blue eyes, daughter of the barkeep. She's a little more than slightly plump and overly flirtatious. Kind of encourages the behavior of unsavory characters. Finds it funny. Name: Brittany Age: 18 Job: Barmaid Description: Dirtyblond/brunette, blue eyes. Younger sister of Sheryl, daughter of the barkeep. Fairly opposite of her sister. She's friendly, but a bit cold. Hates the behavior of some of the unsavory characters and is quite vocal about it. Dislikes being a barmaid and has saved up enough to move out on her own. A bit afraid to bring it up with her father though. Name: ? Age: ? Job: Head Cook Description: Wife of Barkeep and Mother of Brittany and Sheryl. Cooks for the establishment. Known favorites: Spiced potatoes and steak. )))))))))) Rafael looked up at the new girl as she approached. Noticing her movements as fluid and with a deadly grace. Interesting he thought as he gave her a friendly smile and a nod. He had no problem with more company but this wasn't his table. He looked around for a second. "Sheryl," He called out to a barmaid cleaning a table nearby. The barmaid approached. "San, Darling, your cheating on me?" She said, feigning a hurt expression. Rafael gave a fake smile, groaning inwardly, he really should have called Brittany over, that joke might have been funny the first time, a little less the second time, at the thousandth time he was really getting annoyed. He enjoyed hearing what others had to say, sometimes they had helpful information. But Sheryl had strange ideas about buying people drinks, the first time he bought a drink for a table with a guy sitting on it she seemed to have gotten the wrong idea. Made for an awkward silent with sidelong glances from other patrons. That had long since passed (with a few broken bones and chairs), but she still enjoyed the same lame joke. Rafael chose to ignore it. "Sheryl, git these lovely ladies whatever they want ta drink." He thought for a sec. "An anythin they want on the menu too. Jest put it on mah tab." "Did you pay off what you already owe us?" "Yeah...yer pah already got me on it." "Okay," she said cheerfully. "and what do you want." "Jest give me da usual." "Figured as much. You know mom does know how to make other things. And what do you two want?" She said turning to the other two.
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Post by Daybreak on May 3, 2006 8:04:47 GMT -5
((Uhm... all right, I guess. This is one of my slower, less reactive characters, so he should fit right in. Actually, he's not 'mine' at all. He's quite his own person, he just lives in my head ^^; ))
A largish man entered the bar, dripping wet and silent. His face wasn't visable. In fact, not much of him was visable period. He was wearing an enormous overcoat and a large, broad-brimmed hat. His hands were deep in his pockets and his feet clunked solidly in their oversized boots. Spikey hair could be seen running in a line down his neck, and a flap that might have been an ear twitched into view briefly. From somewhere under his clothing, muffled jangling sounds accompanied his walk.
He sat on an empty barstool. "Coffee, if you have it. Black, with a shot of rum."
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Post by Wolfy on May 3, 2006 8:06:55 GMT -5
Serlina smled sweetly. "No thank you. I'm not hungry, just wanted some company. It appears my date changed his mind about coming today," she said sweetly. She was lying, but she didn't like to owe anyone anything.
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Post by magicklorelai on May 3, 2006 9:18:09 GMT -5
Chrysanthe tilted her head curiously at the woman who'd joined them, uncertain of what to do or say. She didn't really deal with many people; her father lived so far away from most towns, so she wasn't used to people who simply approached and joined in. Shyly, she shifted a bit in her seat, casting her eyes down, fidgeting with her fingers. She'd never gotten the chance to answer why she'd been out in the storm, which was ultimately better for her- she didn't really want to explain that.
At the offer, she politely declined and shook her head softly. "No, thank you...I've already eaten..." She smiled in faint amusement, "...and...I think I've already had my fair share of water as it is..."
She looked at Serlina, big eyes taking in this woman and all the small indications of her intents. She suspected this woman intended on making things interesting for herself one way or another. "Company is always welcome. I'm used to being a hostess, so if at any point I jump up to make some tea, please do stop me." With her poor joke, she giggled.
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Post by Daggertooth on May 3, 2006 9:50:26 GMT -5
Sheryl looked up and put her notes away "okay, so its nothing for the two women and a pound of medium rare steak with two spiced potatoes and broiled vegetables for San?"
Rafael looked at the other women for a second. "Hold a sec there sheryl. Bring a basket of them kettlechips and a glass a wadder fer everyone case they change their minds. Sumthin to snack on while we talk." No need for him to be the only one with food. Not the first time this has happened either.
"Sure thing" Sheryl said as she walked over to the kitchen. She didn't think there was much hurry. Not many were ordering anything anyway.
Rafael watched Sheryl leave for a second before turning back to the women. "I'm sorry miss, I didn'a catch yer name." He said to Serlina. "I'm San Rafael but ever'un calls me Rafael...sept Sheryl I spose, but she's jest jokin round."
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Slow RP
May 3, 2006 11:07:30 GMT -5
Post by Shippo_no_Neko on May 3, 2006 11:07:30 GMT -5
"I'm Nezumi! Hello, Moss! Pleased to meet'cha!" She smiled at him. She took a big drink of milk.
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Slow RP
May 3, 2006 12:10:56 GMT -5
Post by Stonestrike on May 3, 2006 12:10:56 GMT -5
Leif walked through the rain. "Hmm... I could probably use something to eat." Just after he said that, he saw the bar. "Heh heh! Good luck as usual" He said right before he slipped face forward in the mud. He got up and brushed the mud off his clothes the best he could and walk into the bar. He sat down at an empty chair. "I'll have some whiskey and a well-done steak." He said while pondering over which lady to flirt with.
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May 3, 2006 12:43:18 GMT -5
Post by Wolfy on May 3, 2006 12:43:18 GMT -5
Serlina smiled coyly. "People just call me ghost, normally. At least that's what they whisper in fear when their weapons disappear and a knife appears at their throat. However, my birth name is Serlina. Serlina Half-shard," she said lightly, her tone making it hard to determine if she was joking or not. Then, she turned to the girl. "So...Chrysanthe, was it? Why did you rush in as if the dread dragons of Ryonofen were after you? Are you in need of protection?" she asked kindly, but was unable to keep the hope of a challenge out of her voice. There were many different callenges she was hoping for. A chance to fight with someone, or maybe a challenge from Mr. Rafeal as to her ability to protect someone. Seriously, she was bored. And a bored Serlina was a deadly Serlina...
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magicklorelai
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Slow RP
May 3, 2006 14:12:53 GMT -5
Post by magicklorelai on May 3, 2006 14:12:53 GMT -5
Her eyes narrowed imperceptibly as Serlina asked, not sure if she wanted to reveal her whereabouts previous to entering the bar. She wasn't secretive, but something about this woman set off a few alarms in her mind. She maintained her smile. "I..I've been traveling for a long time, and was not expecting a downpour today. I didn't want to be caught in the rain, and this really was the nearest public place open that I could duck in for a bit...."
Yes, that was plausible, and really was part of the reason she'd come into the bar. However, she shifted her gaze back down to her hand, which rested on the table. "...As for protection...I really thank you for the offer, but I have my friends." A mysterious smile came onto her face as she pondered over her own comment.
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May 3, 2006 14:20:17 GMT -5
Post by Wolfy on May 3, 2006 14:20:17 GMT -5
Serlina sighed softly, then looked around the room. She pulled out her dagger and flipped it through her fingers as she thought. Then, with a disgusted sigh and a flick of her wrist, she sent it flying towards the dartboard, where it hit with a thud in the bullseye. "Excuse me. I think I need to leave before I go stir crazy," she said, standing up. She moved over to the dartboard, no longer bothering to conceal her deadly elven grace. She hoped someone stupid would challenge her, or flirt with her, or something, just so she could do something to take her mind of things.
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