The World Assembly Strangers' Bar

[Araraukar]

Then he started to mumble to himself: "Why on earth am I back here?"

"Because you're addicted to alcohol?" suggested Janis, nursing her third mug of hot chocolate. "Or if you mean in the WAHQ in general, you must be addicted to the smell of manure the crappy proposals offer."

[Louisistan]

Max is surprised at suddenly being talked to. He shakes his head, then looks in Janis' direction. Max smiles. "I can quit alcohol any time I want. I just don't want to while I'm in this festering snakepit! I seem to remember you, Miss ... Leveret was it? Might I buy you a drink to celebrate my return to this hellhole?"

[Araraukar]

Max is surprised at suddenly being talked to. He shakes his head, then looks in Janis' direction. Max smiles. "I can quit alcohol any time I want. I just don't want to while I'm in this festering snakepit! I seem to remember you, Miss ... Leveret was it? Might I buy you a drink to celebrate my return to this hellhole?"

"Err, thank you, but no thanks. My superiors have made it very clear that I'm not allowed any alcohol or other recreational drug class substances."

[Louisistan]

"Your superiors seem to be some extremely uptight arses. Next thing you know, they'll be expecting you to sit in on the debates! As you seem to be forbidden from having any fun, at least let me buy you a cup of coffee or something."

[Araraukar]

"At least let me buy you a cup of coffee or something."

"Not a fan of coffee, really, but I could use another cup of cocoa, before heading back to the debates over silly issues."

[Louisistan]

"Well then, cocoa it is. Barkeep, put it on my tab." Max takes a sip of his Gin&Tonic. "They had one of those elections back home and suddenly everybody was in favor of rejoining the WA. Of course, they don't have to live and work here. So, here I am, back in this bar, drinking Louisistanian Gin with very very very cheap tonic water."

[Araraukar]

"Well then, cocoa it is. Barkeep, put it on my tab." Max takes a sip of his Gin&Tonic. "They had one of those elections back home and suddenly everybody was in favor of rejoining the WA. Of course, they don't have to live and work here. So, here I am, back in this bar, drinking Louisistanian Gin with very very very cheap tonic water."

"Well, you should've told the people back home that you don't have to be in the WA to affect the resolutions and how they play out. My nation's staying well put outside the WA, because joining would be detrimental for our environment, as we'd have to abandon half of our laws governing population control and such."

[Louisistan]

"Well, you should've told the people back home that you don't have to be in the WA to affect the resolutions and how they play out. My nation's staying well put outside the WA, because joining would be detrimental for our environment, as we'd have to abandon half of our laws governing population control and such."

"Ah well, you see - I'm not all that popular with the new government. I had a good connection to the last Lord Chancellor, but after that election... Alas, I fear my voice will not be heard back home."

[Havensky]

WA Ambassador Lance Atticus opened the doors of the Stranger's Bar and took two steps in. He breathed it in, and finally let it out.

It was good to be home.

The war in Gholgoth had ended, which had freed him to pursue his normal everyday duties at the World Assembly. Granted, officially the Skyan People had elected to do business with the World Assembly through a small puppet nation - but it was all the same.

He took a seat at the bar and ordered two whiskey neats.

Upon getting his drinks, he poured one out for the fallen. He then took a great big gulp of the whiskey and slammed it down on the table.

OK! So, what I miss?

[Araraukar]

"Alas, I fear my voice will not be heard back home."

"Hear, hear," Janis said in a tired voice. "I'm only here on behalf of my government because it amuses our Leader to read the debates. I have a feeling they want me to be as caustic as possible in my criticism. It's not even as the majority of our populace give any thought to the whole WA, beyond thinking it's an international looneybin." She added few drops of nonfat milk to her new cup of cocoa and then shrugged. "Then again, if I wasn't here, I'd be dealing with our border dispute with our northern neighbour - and just between the two of us, that's much more complicated diplomatically than anything the WA can throw up."

[Separatist Peoples]

WA Ambassador Lance Atticus opened the doors of the Stranger's Bar and took two steps in. He breathed it in, and finally let it out.

It was good to be home.

The war in Gholgoth had ended, which had freed him to pursue his normal everyday duties at the World Assembly. Granted, officially the Skyan People had elected to do business with the World Assembly through a small puppet nation - but it was all the same.

He took a seat at the bar and ordered two whiskey neats.

Upon getting his drinks, he poured one out for the fallen. He then took a great big gulp of the whiskey and slammed it down on the table.

OK! So, what I miss?

"Oh, you know, the usual. Attempts to destroy the WA, ambassadors rioting over a few bills, somebody got decapitated and we had a funeral for a bird...More or less the same stuff that happens here every few months."
Bell tips his glass back and drains it, leaving absolutely no bourbon for the fallen. "See here, ambassador, I do believe spilling out perfectly good whiskey counts as alcohol abuse."

[Aligned Planets]

"See here, ambassador, I do believe spilling out perfectly good whiskey counts as alcohol abuse."

Nodding sagely from his corner Jaresh-Inyo, the oft-quiet yet rarely sober Ambassador for the United Federation, pipes up.

"It's like the love boat to Pandora. Shuffle board and pineapples filled with rum. Know what they do? They put little paper umbrellas sticking out the top so that when it rains, it don't thin out the liquor. True preventative measures against alcohol abuse."

Continuing to nod to himself, Jaresh-Inyo casts about for Jimmy to order another drink but, failing to catch his eye, passes back to sleep.

[Alqania]

If she had been sober, Christine probably would have wondered what business of hers it was what kind of genitalia a foreign Ambassador had, but right now, she thought the "transgendered Yeti" description sounded kind of hot. The Princess took another sip of her coffee and another look at the Ambassador.

"So, when you're not sitting here being socially awkward, what do you usually do?"

"It varies, I will ether be in my office back in my nations capital city of Bearhamton. Or I will be here voteing on resolutions being passed by other people in the WA. And the other place I would be at if I'm not in either locations, is my house in Bearhamton. Doing whatever I feel like doing at home," Aurora paused and took a Sip of her drink and said, "In totally unrelated news, my little sister is dateing the former king of my country. It's kind of funny really, everyone is like, 'OH MY GOD!' And here I am like, 'pfft, I could smell it from a mile away!'"

Christine nodded along to Aurora's response. Spending time at home? Oh, how the Princess wished she had more time for that. As Aurora kept talking, it was not the fact that the Ambassador's sister was dating a monarch that was a surprise to Christine - although she was not entirely sure exactly what was meant by "dating" she assumed it was some kind of courtship ritual - but it was another little word that caught her attention.

"The former King?" she asked. "What happened?"

[Louisistan]

"Alas, I fear my voice will not be heard back home."

"Hear, hear," Janis said in a tired voice. "I'm only here on behalf of my government because it amuses our Leader to read the debates. I have a feeling they want me to be as caustic as possible in my criticism. It's not even as the majority of our populace give any thought to the whole WA, beyond thinking it's an international looneybin." She added few drops of nonfat milk to her new cup of cocoa and then shrugged. "Then again, if I wasn't here, I'd be dealing with our border dispute with our northern neighbour - and just between the two of us, that's much more complicated diplomatically than anything the WA can throw up."

"Well it is an international loonybin, Madam Ambassador." Max takes another sip of his drink. "Say, what happened to this bar? I seem to remember much more going on here. Even that orchid* seems to have withered away..."

* OOC: you know ... that orchid

[Ulil]

24 liter bottle of gin and 3 olives please

[De re publica populi Romani]

Walking into the bar Titus ,the chief ambassador for the republic, eyes the disarray. Walking towards the bar keeper he says "My dear bar keep. I request a glass of 1980 Castello Banfi. Also have your garçons sit me near the back."

To himself
What a wonderful place for newcomers.

[Araraukar]

"Well it is an international loonybin, Madam Ambassador." Max takes another sip of his drink. "Say, what happened to this bar? I seem to remember much more going on here. Even that orchid* seems to have withered away..."

* OOC: you know ... that orchid

"Bah, orchids go into dormancy after flowering. Just watch and it'll spring back as soon as it gets properly taken care of again. As for the rest of the bar, I think everyone's gone into similar hibernation because of the approaching summer again."

OOC: Didn't someone adopt the orchid?

[Louisistan]

OOC: Might of course be another orchid - who kows?

IC:
Well I'm not much of a florist, I'll just take your word for it. The bartender hands Max a beer and takes the empty Gin&Tonic glass away with him. "Summer hibernation... sounds like we're gonna have some boring months ahead of us. Unless of course, we do something about it."

[Normlpeople]

Cloudspear entered the bar, for some reason, despite having no clear markings, everyone asked knew exactly where it was. Sitting at the bar, he addressed the bartender "My colleague tells me there is good, stiff drink here. You have a hard cider?". He smiled as the glass was put in front of him. Draining it quickly, he sat back with the second one. "Summer sure is fun in this place. How can one stand being here?" he thought aloud, sipping the drink.

[Frustrated Franciscans]

Three Franciscan Friars enter the Stranger's Bar. They go to the bar and order something they called a "Dark and Stormy."

"I'm telling you Brother Maynard," one of them said after explaining what a Dark and Stormy was to the confused Barlord. "This is the best idea ever. They freely admitted they never patented their idea. We can steal them, lock stock and barrel, or perhaps cistern would be more appropriate."

"Steal their roofs, Friar Tuck," Brother Maynard replied.

"Steal the idea for their roofs," Friar Tuck replied. "Limestone roofs with limestone whitewash so that the rain water takes some of the limestone and becomes alkaline. Everyone knows the medicinal benefits of alkaline water. It will be great."

"Where are we going to get the limestone?"

"From the ground," Friar Tuck replied. "Under the rainforest?"

"Next to the rainforest. Everyone knows the Uranium is under the rainforest."

[Wrapper]

Ari turns to the nearest Ambassador, oblivious to who it is.

Okay, stop me if you've heard this one. Three Fransciscan Friars enter the bar. The bartender says, "What is this, some kind of joke?"

Heh, get it?

No?

Okay... never mind then.

[Frustrated Franciscans]

Okay, stop me if you've heard this one. Three Fransciscan Friars enter the bar. The bartender says, "What is this, some kind of joke?"

Brother Maynard, overhearing the conversation turns to Ari and says, "Why yes, I suppose it is a joke; in fact it might be several. Why are three Franciscan Friars in the Festering Snake Pit? Why are they in the Stranger's Bar? Why are they in the Stranger's Bar which contains a pagan shrine to infinitely irresistibly cute kittens? In the fact the more you know about us, the more of a joke it may seem to be. My name is Brother Maynard, by the way, I am a member of the Third Order Regular, as you can plainly tell. The other two gentlemen are members of the First Order, and they are both Priests, so they tend to take things more seriously. That one over there is Friar John and the other is Friar Tuck. Our nation is called, ironically, Frustrated Franciscans, which was a parting joke from a nation that is currently somewhere out beyond the edge of the galaxy. We are currently aligned with the region of Gatesville, which makes our presence in the World Assembly yet another joke. Did I mention that I am the keeper of the Holy Hand-grenade? This is probably not the place to show that, however. With the weapon transmogrifiers in place, one does not know what would happen. Why this place could just suddenly transform into one gigantic Peter Max artwork, or something."

"Oh, and I didn't catch your name. Sorry about that, I tend to talk too much."

[Wrapper]

Ari eyes the talkative delegate.

Er... hi. Wad Ari, Puddle Jumper from Wrapper. What was meant was... er, it's nothing derogatory or disrespectful, just... Okay, in our culture, there are many jokes that start with, you know, "A priest, a rabbi and a monk walk into a bar," or, "Three nuns walk into a bar," and, ummm, it's always, you know, a funny juxtaposition of religious figures interacting with a bartender, see? Just, in this case... the punchline is more of... well, never mind, it seems that meta-humor is rather lost in this dimension. Anyway, ahem, what was this about a hand grenade? Those things do tend to make us Wads a little nervous.

[Louisistan]

Having downed yet another beer, Max suddenly becomes energetic and jumps up from his barstool, knocking over some kind of potted (non-adopted )plant. "Say, there used to be a Karaoke machine around here somewhere!" His eyes wander through the room and finally find the old Karaoke machine, which is coated by a thick layer of dust. His eyes light up. "Yeees, I think it's time for some Karaoke!! Anyone up for it?!"

[Frustrated Franciscans]

"The Holy Hand-grenade is a great relic which has been passed down from generation to generation. According to the old texts, it is designed to 'smite thine enemies to smithereens.' To be quite honest, I have no idea what that means. Since there is only one of these things, one generally can't experiment with it. As a result, I keep it quite secure."