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Post by Bagels on Jul 18, 2017 23:15:01 GMT -5
"Whatever," Ian says. "It still feels like I'm roleplaying with myself." He gets down a bottle of wine and pours it into a highball glass, about halfway, then fills with coke.
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Post by Duggs on Jul 19, 2017 9:07:55 GMT -5
Duggs walks up to the bar and raps his knuckle twice on the bar. "Could I get a rum neat." He then points at the drink that Ian is making. "I can say that I have never seen anyone mix a drink like that."
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shadohawk
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if it is a Dog eat Dog world why is there more than one dog?
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Post by shadohawk on Jul 19, 2017 10:57:54 GMT -5
The door opens to the robotic hand pushing into the bar. the yellow oculus in the middle of the head sweeps back and forth. the snazzy red paint job rests on a hover platform sprouting three arms. completing the viewing cycle the android hovers over to the bar. "Hey fleshy headed vertebrate, we called ahead for three whiskey sours and a big cinnamon bun. where is the pick up window?"
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Post by Bagels on Jul 19, 2017 21:29:27 GMT -5
Duggs walks up to the bar and raps his knuckle twice on the bar. "Could I get a rum neat." He then points at the drink that Ian is making. "I can say that I have never seen anyone mix a drink like that." "Calimocho," Ian says, taking a gulp of it. "Don't knock it till you've tried it." He turns to look at the Wall-o-Bev's. "Sailor Jerry good for you?" he asked, pulling it down and turning around...The door opens to the robotic hand pushing into the bar. the yellow oculus in the middle of the head sweeps back and forth. the snazzy red paint job rests on a hover platform sprouting three arms. completing the viewing cycle the android hovers over to the bar. "Hey fleshy headed vertebrate, we called ahead for three whiskey sours and a big cinnamon bun. where is the pick up window?" "Oh hi, um... mister robot. We don't have a pickup window. Are you running an errand for... *ahem* fleshbags?" Ian calls over his shoulder, "Yo Fog! I need a Swirly!"
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Post by Bagels on Jul 19, 2017 21:30:20 GMT -5
::Fog comes out and does a double take:: Wait what? Customers?? And what the @!#!& is a swirly?
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Post by Bagels on Jul 19, 2017 21:31:05 GMT -5
Ian rolls his eyes. "Cinnamon bun, we talked about this."
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Post by Bagels on Jul 20, 2017 3:04:14 GMT -5
Prove it. ::fog grumbles and walks into the kitchen, pulling dough out of the fridge. He unrolls it and paints it with melted butter, then sprinkles cinnamon sugar on top. He rolls the dough and slices it into disks. He puts them on a baking sheet and shoves it in the oven.::
On the way!
::Walks back out and leans on the bar, swirling his drink.:: So who are you guys?
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Post by Duggs on Jul 20, 2017 8:57:57 GMT -5
"Sailor Jerry works." He waits for his drink and then takes a swig off of it before he answers Fog. "Just a traveler. I saw a light on and figured I could use a drink."
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Post by Bagels on Jul 21, 2017 1:36:49 GMT -5
"I told you the beacon would work. Ever since we started jumping dimensions, business has been spotty. Still, we did finally get out of Gaia." Ian sighs and pours the rum and slides it to Duggs, then pours sour mix and house whiskey into a shaker. He starts rummaging around for to-go cups. "I've never done anything to go. Fog? Do we do to-go orders?"
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shadohawk
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if it is a Dog eat Dog world why is there more than one dog?
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Post by shadohawk on Jul 21, 2017 8:00:12 GMT -5
(I have something for that) a service door pops open on the android reaching in he pulls out a take out menu for "Ask fog's bar and griddle" unfolding it AK exclaims "oh I see the problem now you will have take out, hehe time sensitive meat bags and there silly laws. According to the chronometer in your register this menu is dated a week from now your time. Your paltry grasp on reality forgot that not all dimensions run on the same time spectrum. if I had an imperial credit for every time that happened. So I'll take the order now and you can cancel it when we call in a week, or should I say it slower?"
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Post by Bagels on Jul 22, 2017 12:40:23 GMT -5
Let me see that. ::takes take-out menu:: I didn't make this. Ugh. I think I'm going to be sick. Time paradoxes always make me sick.
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Post by Captain Fishlegs on Jul 22, 2017 13:50:31 GMT -5
The door flies open and rain pours in. A man wearing a black duster and a half mask to cover his mouth walks in and closes the door. He takes a seat at the bar and picks up a menu "whats good here" he asks as he takes off the mask and attatches it to a clip on his belt.
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Post by Bagels on Jul 23, 2017 7:30:09 GMT -5
::Goes and gets the cinnamon buns as the oven beeps. Steam, smelling like cinnamon and yeast and butter, billows out. ::
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shadohawk
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if it is a Dog eat Dog world why is there more than one dog?
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Post by shadohawk on Jul 24, 2017 8:46:01 GMT -5
"Correction= you or your representative haven't made it yet. Can I have that back? If the whiskey sours are good my compatriots might order again. Unless you get a DAC, I will just drop by and avoid upsetting your digestive sacs, with the simplicity of the dimensional slipstream." looking down at the cinnamon buns, "wheat lactose gluten sucrose embryo, and cinnamon. My order seems complete. do you take shells or cave painting as payment?"
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Post by Bagels on Jul 24, 2017 12:53:14 GMT -5
"It's on the house, you rusty can," Ian says, fixing a to-go lid on the styrofoam cups. "Next time bring some coin." He turns to the masked man in the long coat.
"Nice style, dude." He takes a deep breath and smiles. "What's good depends on your taste. I like Hot Weiners and Coffee Milk, but the Pig Top is pretty good, and I always recommend the Grand Mal combo... with a beer."
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