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Post by Ask Fog on Oct 15, 2016 5:54:50 GMT -5
"explains why i got here through my shoe closet...I'll take some in the orange juice, by the way are the blood waffles fresh?" Got another vampire, Ian. ::goes back into the kitchen and pulls out a half pound of seasoned hamburger meat. works a tablespoon of softened butter into the meat and pats it out, making a dimple in the middle to preserver the shape. He turns the burner all the way up and throws that bad boy on, searing it on both sides. The smell of meat and fat wafts out.::
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Post by Ian Peterson on Oct 15, 2016 6:00:58 GMT -5
Ian's hair stands on end and he visibly shudders. "He's not a vampire, I would have smelled it." He looks around, but doesn't see it. "What, did we take out the 'NO VAMPIRES' sign?? I don't see it."
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Post by Ian Peterson on Oct 15, 2016 6:04:19 GMT -5
An old grizzled sea captain walks in and approaches the bar and takes a seat "Whatever the house has is fine" he says as he hunches over on with his elbows on the bar. "That'll be a waffle and an 'Upper Middle Class Twit' ESB. Carbs carbs carbs!" He grins and pulls a handle with a goofy Briton on it, filling a mug with foam. He pauses to let the foam settle and writes down the old sea captain's order and hangs it up over his head.
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Post by Ian Peterson on Oct 15, 2016 6:07:36 GMT -5
The door slowly opens and a face shadowed by a dark hood peeks through. After a a few seconds a body follows but not much is known about the figure because it is swathed in a cloak. He walks up to the bar and asks in a near silent voice, "The Hugh Jass Breakfast please." ((With an ava-tart like that I was hoping you'd be a sickly but cute girl with blue hair )) "Somebody's hungry. What's it like outside?" Ian asks the figure, wondering how this place suddenly had a decent amount of lunch customers. "I mean, what's the landscape like?" He writes down the order and hangs it up.
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Post by warlocken on Oct 15, 2016 6:14:30 GMT -5
"explains why i got here through my shoe closet...I'll take some in the orange juice, by the way are the blood waffles fresh?" Got another vampire, Ian. ::goes back into the kitchen and pulls out a half pound of seasoned hamburger meat. works a tablespoon of softened butter into the meat and pats it out, making a dimple in the middle to preserver the shape. He turns the burner all the way up and throws that bad boy on, searing it on both sides. The smell of meat and fat wafts out.:: Calls out in a semi worried voice "Oh no i wanted the banana nut! It's just, you see my girlfriend is a vampire, and I figured I might take her here if this place is still in my shoe closet when she gets up... man we had this huge argument last night about me becoming a lich too, she keeps thinking I'm doing it because she's immortal and that I'm hung up on it, but really i just need more time for research. I've been at this necromancy gig a while i tell ya!" the hobbit Rants into his orange juice.
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Detharchur
Human Sacrifice
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Post by Detharchur on Oct 15, 2016 7:32:13 GMT -5
The door slowly opens and a face shadowed by a dark hood peeks through. After a a few seconds a body follows but not much is known about the figure because it is swathed in a cloak. He walks up to the bar and asks in a near silent voice, "The Hugh Jass Breakfast please." ((With an ava-tart like that I was hoping you'd be a sickly but cute girl with blue hair )) "Somebody's hungry. What's it like outside?" Ian asks the figure, wondering how this place suddenly had a decent amount of lunch customers. "I mean, what's the landscape like?" He writes down the order and hangs it up.(( No just a character that I play as quite a bit in a video game)) The figure glances behind him and to each side as if looking for something before slowly looking down at the counter again. "It's alright."
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Post by Ask Fog on Oct 15, 2016 8:54:08 GMT -5
The figure glances behind him and to each side as if looking for something before slowly looking down at the counter again. "It's alright." How descriptive. Waffle... ::takes down tickets:: Hugh Jass... On the way. Calls out in a semi worried voice "Oh no i wanted the banana nut! It's just, you see my girlfriend is a vampire, and I figured I might take her here if this place is still in my shoe closet when she gets up... man we had this huge argument last night about me becoming a lich too, she keeps thinking I'm doing it because she's immortal and that I'm hung up on it, but really i just need more time for research. I've been at this necromancy gig a while i tell ya!" the hobbit Rants into his orange juice. Banana nut it is, but mark my words, necromancer. ::leans in close:: You bring trouble, I will trouble you. ::Smiles:: But as long as you're a decent customer, we'll have no beef. Well, except for your sandwich. ::Ducks back into the kitchen and puts the huge burger in the oven. Measures out his secret batter mix into a bowl and gently mixes it, then lets it sit in the bowl to rest. He throws some onions on part of the griddle, then goes to the fridge for a pound and a half of bacon...::
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Post by Ian Peterson on Oct 15, 2016 9:02:41 GMT -5
((well if you change your mind... ^_^; )) Ian pours some rum into the orange juice, then gets a diet soda, passing it to 'the figure'.
"You guys be good, I'm going to help Fog for a second."
He goes back behind the bar and pulls out a mess of hashbrowns, dumping them onto the griddle. He then cracks six eggs onto the griddle, calling out, "Hey how do you want your Hugh Jass eggs cooked?"
Not waiting for an answer, he slices some fresh-baked bread and throws it into the toaster. He comes back out wiping his hands with a smile, something under his arm.
"Found it. It isn't the 'NO VAMPIRES' sign, but it'll do, pig." He pulls a sign out from under his arm and hangs it up behind the bar:
'NO TROUBLE'
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Detharchur
Human Sacrifice
I will be tho one to save this doomed husk of a planet.
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Post by Detharchur on Oct 15, 2016 9:46:56 GMT -5
He goes back behind the bar and pulls out a mess of hashbrowns, dumping them onto the griddle. He then cracks six eggs onto the griddle, calling out, "Hey how do you want your Hugh Jass eggs cooked?"
The man doesn't answer the question. Instead he gets up and proceeds to pace back and forth on the far side of the room, occasionally giving quick glances to the doorway. He seems to constantly be on lookout for something, but whatever it is doesn't seem to be coming.
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Post by Captain Fishlegs on Oct 15, 2016 14:40:24 GMT -5
An old grizzled sea captain walks in and approaches the bar and takes a seat "Whatever the house has is fine" he says as he hunches over on with his elbows on the bar. "That'll be a waffle and an 'Upper Middle Class Twit' ESB. Carbs carbs carbs!" He grins and pulls a handle with a goofy Briton on it, filling a mug with foam. He pauses to let the foam settle and writes down the old sea captain's order and hangs it up over his head.the sea captain grunts a bit "nothing like a cold beer after a long journey hows business been runnin for ya boyo?"
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Post by Ian Peterson on Oct 15, 2016 16:08:08 GMT -5
"Business is fine... I guess you want your eggs burnt," he calls out to the hooded man. He leans in and whispers to the sea captain. "If that guy's about to do something that damages my calm, I'm taking him out. You know, I thought he was a girl at first..."
He finishes pouring the beer and knifes off the head, handing it out on a paper napkin. "How's the oj, little man?" he says, turning to the hobbit.
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Post by Ask Fog on Oct 15, 2016 16:15:41 GMT -5
::Finishes deep-frying the banana nut waffles and puts them on a rack to cool, while he lifts the bacon off the griddle with a fork. He pulls the burger out of the oven, now that the cheese has melted, and piles the bacon and onions onto a fried waffle, tops it with the meat, then slaps the other waffle on top::
FOGGINATOR! ::slips the plate into the window::
::Puts the brown, burnt eggs on a huge platter along with the double stack of pancakes, which are fluffy and moist on the inside but crispy and buttery on the outside. He grabs two fistfuls of cheese and pours it onto the hashbrowns, which also go onto the platter. Gathering up the rest of the bacon, he slides that into the window, too::
HUGH JASS!
::pours more batter into the waffle iron and closes it with a sigh, then sits down to watch it steam.
...suddenly remembers the toast and jam. grabs it for the Jass combo.::
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Post by Ian Peterson on Oct 15, 2016 17:01:42 GMT -5
Ian hands the food to the hobbit and 'the figure'.
"Soooooooo." He clears his throat. "Read any good books lately?"
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Detharchur
Human Sacrifice
I will be tho one to save this doomed husk of a planet.
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Post by Detharchur on Oct 15, 2016 17:33:27 GMT -5
The man comes over to the counter and sits down to eat. "I don't read," He says quietly. Taking up a fork he digs into his pancakes, cutting it into fourths then slowly raises it to his mouth, slowly nibbling on it. "The last thing I read was my wife's will after she died 93 years ago."
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Post by Captain Fishlegs on Oct 15, 2016 17:49:56 GMT -5
The captain takes a sip of the beer and opens his coat a bit to show the grip of a pistol "worry none if he starts anything i'll help you out with my trusty 1911" he takes another drink and leans back on the barstool keeping watch over the stange man
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