The World Assembly Strangers' Bar

[Jessrond]

JESSROND: S'up my brothers. Anyone else tired of the socialists ruining everything?

[Wrapper]

JESSROND: S'up my brothers. Anyone else tired of the socialists ruining everything?

ARI: Oh, now, aren't you precious. Who does he remind you of, Wad Ahume?

AHUME: A chihuahua.

ARI: No no, not that, I was thinking of one of those yippy little lap dogs, what are they called?

AHUME: Uhm. Chihuahuas?

ARI: Yes, one of those. Ah, well, we should probably retire for the evening, make our way back to our left-wing socialist hellhole, shall we? Neville, a jug of tea please, for our dear friend the Separatist to take back to his companion, on my tab. Cheers.

(The Wads exit.)

[Separatist Peoples]

JESSROND: S'up my brothers. Anyone else tired of the socialists ruining everything?

"Didn't your nation just resign and declare war on the World Assembly? Why aren't you elsewhere?"

[Jessrond]

JESSROND: Because this beer is some good SHXT.

[Wallenburg]

JESSROND: S'up my brothers. Anyone else tired of the socialists ruining everything?

Ogenbond steps into the bar.

"You rang?"

[Jessrond]

*hands over a John Stuart Mill essay to see if they believe in utilitarianism at the very least*

[Separatist Peoples]

JESSROND: Because this beer is some good SHXT.

"I see we're letting just anybody in again..."

Bell obviously and ostentatiously turns his back on the irritant.

JESSROND: S'up my brothers. Anyone else tired of the socialists ruining everything?

ARI: Oh, now, aren't you precious. Who does he remind you of, Wad Ahume?

AHUME: A chihuahua.

ARI: No no, not that, I was thinking of one of those yippy little lap dogs, what are they called?

AHUME: Uhm. Chihuahuas?

ARI: Yes, one of those. Ah, well, we should probably retire for the evening, make our way back to our left-wing socialist hellhole, shall we? Neville, a jug of tea please, for our dear friend the Separatist to take back to his companion, on my tab. Cheers.

(The Wads exit.)

"I'm good but I'm not a jug of tea's worth of affection good. Um, hey Ogenbond! Need a refill on love juice?"

*hands over a John Stuart Mill essay to see if they believe in utilitarianism at the very least*

Bell tosses the essay into the trash without looking. "You dropped something."

[Jessrond]

*leaves the bar*, dropping boxes full of "Wealth of Nations" for people to read*

"CAPITALISTS FOR THE WIN!"

[Wallenburg]

*hands over a John Stuart Mill essay to see if they believe in utilitarianism at the very least*

Ogenbond puts on his spectacles.

"'The subject of this Essay is not the so-called Liberty of the Will, so unfortunately opposed to the misnamed doctrine of Philosophical Necessity; but Civil, or Social Liberty: the nature and limits of the power which can be legitimately exercised by society over the individual. A question seldom stated, and hardly ever discussed, in general terms, but which profoundly influences the practical controversies of the age by its latent presence, and is likely soon to make itself recognized as the vital question of the future. It is so far from being new, that, in a certain sense, it has divided mankind, almost from the remotest ages, but in the stage of progress into which the more civilized portions of the species have now entered, it presents itself under new conditions, and requires a different and more fundamental treatment.'"

He looks back at the newcomer. "Exactly what am I reading?"

"I'm good but I'm not a jug of tea's worth of affection good. Um, hey Ogenbond! Need a refill on love juice?"

"I'd appreciate that."

*leaves the bar*, dropping boxes full of "Wealth of Nations" for people to read*

"CAPITALISTS FOR THE WIN!"

"Oh, that I've heard of," says Ogenbond with a patronizing smile.

[Separatist Peoples]

*leaves the bar*, dropping boxes full of "Wealth of Nations" for people to read*

"CAPITALISTS FOR THE WIN!"

"Don't let the door hit you on your way out."

[Araraukar]

"Don't let the door hit you on your way out."

"You know there's no door to the Bar most of the time, Ben," Janis remarked. "It'd be too hard for most delegates to handle while drunk." She paused and added, "And too hard for some to operate while sober."

[Herby]

Herby sits and quietly stares at... nothing because it looks like the TARDIS is gone. Oh crap, is that stupid car out of gas again? What an idiot.

[Separatist Peoples]

Herby sits and quietly stares at... nothing because it looks like the TARDIS is gone. Oh crap, is that stupid car out of gas again? What an idiot.

Bell notices that the headlights on Ambassador 53 have gone dark.

"Hey, Ari, now's our chance!"

Bell ducks over the Bar and fishes around the bottles kept under the bar and not on display. You know, where the reeeeeeally cheap stuff for mixing and general punishment is kept. Without checking, Bell bounds over, smacks the gas cap, and starts pouring liquor down into the engine.

Once empty, Bell lifts the bottle to see what he had grabbed. "Rice wine? I was hoping it was tequila!"

[Wallenburg]

Ogenbond returns to the bar with a wide smile. "Mr. Bell, thank you for the tea. It worked wonders."

[Wrapper]

(Ari enters the bar, alone.)

Neville. One of the usual. No, Wad Ahume is on vacation, visiting the Tollans again I'm afraid.

Herby sits and quietly stares at... nothing because it looks like the TARDIS is gone.

Oh, crap. Is that stupid car out of gas again?

"Hey, Ari, now's our chance!"

Bell ducks over the Bar and fishes around the bottles kept under the bar and not on display. You know, where the reeeeeeally cheap stuff for mixing and general punishment is kept. Without checking, Bell bounds over, smacks the gas cap, and starts pouring liquor down into the engine.

Once empty, Bell lifts the bottle to see what he had grabbed. "Rice wine? I was hoping it was tequila!"

Erm. That can't be good. Rice wine isn't combustible, is it? Neville, what is that stuff that Herby gets when he needs a fix? Boost... something... er....

Ogenbond returns to the bar with a wide smile. "Mr. Bell, thank you for the tea. It worked wonders."

No, no, don't be silly, it certainly isn't the tea. Oh! Octane booster, yes? Neville, one of those, or perhaps a double, quickly, please!

[Araraukar]

(Ari enters the bar, alone.)

Neville. One of the usual. No, Wad Ahume is on vacation, visiting the Tollans again I'm afraid.

OOC: Aww. He's the funnier and more interesting one of them.

Oh! Octane booster, yes? Neville, one of those, or perhaps a double, quickly, please!

"Please tell me that's meant for Herby and not the Wallenburgian," Janis muttered under her breath. Then she gave the Wallenburgian in question a bright smile. "So, I never got to ask this of Helen, but if her ovaries are in her face, how does your reproduction work? In the purely biological sense. I mean, you're not the easily-shocked one, right?"

OOC: I'm too lazy to check which was the one fearing cats...

[Wallenburg]

Then she gave the Wallenburgian in question a bright smile. "So, I never got to ask this of Helen, but if her ovaries are in her face, how does your reproduction work? In the purely biological sense. I mean, you're not the easily-shocked one, right?"

OOC: I'm too lazy to check which was the one fearing cats...

Ogenbond chuckles. "So, you...you want me to give you 'the talk'?" He chuckles again, a little uncomfortably, but nods and continues. "Well, um, the Wallenburgian population is mostly testificate. Both I and Miss Trevanyika are testificates. In testificates, the sex organs are housed in the front of the head. Miss Trevanyika and other ladies have srigen, small orifices through which to receive the male...erm...contribution. The srigen are usually closed slits on the main body of the nose, but they open and widen when aroused. I and other males of my species possess a vahles to stimulate the female srigen and deliver our genetic material. It is also a part of our nose. When two testificates wish to mate, well, they engage in a process that resembles kissing, but has far more to do with getting the noses as close together as often as possible, so that the vahles may release the genetic material into the female."

Mikael obviously appears uncomfortable talking about the details of Wallenburgian reproduction to an outsider, but he continues. "The genetic material from the two individuals combines in the nose, and then begins to divide into a large clump of cells. It transfers down to the womb and then...well, as Understand, your species works the same from then on."

OOC: Only just got around to even explaining this to myself. And then instead of writing this, I spent forever reading 20+ pages of the old Strangers' Bar. Good times.

[Araraukar]

Mikael obviously appears uncomfortable talking about the details of Wallenburgian reproduction to an outsider, but he continues. "The genetic material from the two individuals combines in the nose, and then begins to divide into a large clump of cells. It transfers down to the womb and then...well, as Understand, your species works the same from then on."

"That is genuiely interesting, and I thank you for the explanation," Janis said with a smile. "I won't ask for a demonstration, have no fear," she added with a wink, "it's just that people here often forget that "human" doesn't always mean "human like you". Anyone who's from a different planet from a different nation, stands a fair chance at being a "humanoid alien". So, as one alien to another, can I offer you a cup of cocoa?"

OOC: Only just got around to even explaining this to myself. And then instead of writing this, I spent forever reading 20+ pages of the old Strangers' Bar. Good times.

OOC: I've been dying to ask ever since you first mentioned it, so explanation very much appreciated! ...though now I'm wondering about Gerald's uh, type? species?

[Wallenburg]

"That is genuiely interesting, and I thank you for the explanation," Janis said with a smile. "I won't ask for a demonstration, have no fear," she added with a wink, "it's just that people here often forget that "human" doesn't always mean "human like you". Anyone who's from a different planet from a different nation, stands a fair chance at being a "humanoid alien". So, as one alien to another, can I offer you a cup of cocoa?"

Ogenbond nods and smiles. "That would be very nice. Thank you."

OOC: I've been dying to ask ever since you first mentioned it, so explanation very much appreciated! ...though now I'm wondering about Gerald's uh, type? species?

OOC: Surprisingly, homo sapiens, approximately one nuclear war and ten thousand years later. I'm still ironing out the backstory to all of this, though.

[Araraukar]

""So, as one alien to another, can I offer you a cup of cocoa?"

Ogenbond nods and smiles. "That would be very nice. Thank you."

"Uh, just in case cocoa is poisonous to you, you better not take it outside the Bar, so the Nullifiers will negate it," Janis suggested and then turned to Neville. "A cup of my usual hot cocoa for both mister Ogenbond and myself - though no alcohol in his," she added quickly, to avoid actually poisoning the man.

OOC: I've been dying to ask ever since you first mentioned it, so explanation very much appreciated! ...though now I'm wondering about Gerald's uh, type? species?

OOC: Surprisingly, homo sapiens, approximately one nuclear war and ten thousand years later. I'm still ironing out the backstory to all of this, though.

OOC: Please at least TG me the info once you've figured it out?

[Separatist Peoples]

(Ari enters the bar, alone.)

Neville. One of the usual. No, Wad Ahume is on vacation, visiting the Tollans again I'm afraid.

Herby sits and quietly stares at... nothing because it looks like the TARDIS is gone.

Oh, crap. Is that stupid car out of gas again?

"Hey, Ari, now's our chance!"

Bell ducks over the Bar and fishes around the bottles kept under the bar and not on display. You know, where the reeeeeeally cheap stuff for mixing and general punishment is kept. Without checking, Bell bounds over, smacks the gas cap, and starts pouring liquor down into the engine.

Once empty, Bell lifts the bottle to see what he had grabbed. "Rice wine? I was hoping it was tequila!"

Erm. That can't be good. Rice wine isn't combustible, is it? Neville, what is that stuff that Herby gets when he needs a fix? Boost... something... er....

Ogenbond returns to the bar with a wide smile. "Mr. Bell, thank you for the tea. It worked wonders."

No, no, don't be silly, it certainly isn't the tea. Oh! Octane booster, yes? Neville, one of those, or perhaps a double, quickly, please!

"What're you talking about? Sake is combustible. Well, the cheap stuff is."

[Whovian Tardisia]

Ambassador Pink stirs again. The hologram has flickered out. He points his sonic at his TARDIS, returning it to Police box form. "Where's my dog gone? Ah, never mind. A scotch please, Neville, and some crisps."

OOC: I'm assuming that's the term Neville will comprehend. To you Yanks out there, I mean chips.

[Wallenburg]

"Uh, just in case cocoa is poisonous to you, you better not take it outside the Bar, so the Nullifiers will negate it," Janis suggested and then turned to Neville. "A cup of my usual hot cocoa for both mister Ogenbond and myself - though no alcohol in his," she added quickly, to avoid actually poisoning the man.

"If it's anything like the cocoa back at home, it'll be far from poisonous." Mikael takes a sip and smiles. "Very nice. Reminds me of winter."

OOC: Please at least TG me the info once you've figured it out? [/spoiler]

OOC: Request acknowledged. ETA: 2 years.

OOC: I'm assuming that's the term Neville will comprehend. To you Yanks out there, I mean chips.

OOC: Fries! They aren't chips, they're fries!!!

[Tinfect]

OOC: Fries! They aren't chips, they're fries!!!

OOC:
Over in that other place, across the ocean, "chips" refers to fries, and "crisps" refers to chips.

[Wallenburg]

OOC: Fries! They aren't chips, they're fries!!!

OOC:
Over in that other place, across the ocean, "chips" refers to fries, and "crisps" refers to chips.