Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT, v4]

[Area 6-Z]

"Hey there." Victoria greeted.

"What brings you here?" Oni tilts his head "for me it's the shakes, beats the hot weather that passes through the lands." He nods and orders another glass as he had finished his.

"Just came here to relax and forget my worries in my world." Victoria said.

[Foxfound]

Up in the rafters Z and Kiri were playing their own card game. Since Kiri couldn't move the cards by herself Z was doing it for her. Somehow this didn't lead to any cheating.

"What brings you here?" Oni tilts his head "for me it's the shakes, beats the hot weather that passes through the lands." He nods and orders another glass as he had finished his.

"Just came here to relax and forget my worries in my world." Victoria said.

Z and Kiri looked down at this new person below them.

"Hello there, ma'am," Kiri said. "Are you new here?"

Hopefully this person wasn't afraid of ghosts. Or of fox-people in dresses, though that would be a strangely specific fear.

[Area 6-Z]

Up in the rafters Z and Kiri were playing their own card game. Since Kiri couldn't move the cards by herself Z was doing it for her. Somehow this didn't lead to any cheating.

"Just came here to relax and forget my worries in my world." Victoria said.

Z and Kiri looked down at this new person below them.

"Hello there, ma'am," Kiri said. "Are you new here?"

Hopefully this person wasn't afraid of ghosts. Or of fox-people in dresses, though that would be a strangely specific fear.

"No, I came here before and nice to meet you two." Victoria said.

[Foxfound]

Up in the rafters Z and Kiri were playing their own card game. Since Kiri couldn't move the cards by herself Z was doing it for her. Somehow this didn't lead to any cheating.

Z and Kiri looked down at this new person below them.

"Hello there, ma'am," Kiri said. "Are you new here?"

Hopefully this person wasn't afraid of ghosts. Or of fox-people in dresses, though that would be a strangely specific fear.

"No, I came here before and nice to meet you two." Victoria said.

Z grinned and put down her cards.

"It's nice to meet you too. I'm Z and this is Kiri. What's your name?"

[Area 6-Z]

"No, I came here before and nice to meet you two." Victoria said.

Z grinned and put down her cards.

"It's nice to meet you too. I'm Z and this is Kiri. What's your name?"

"Name's Victoria Quinn, I'm the Overseer of Area 6-Z." Victoria introduced herself.

[Foxfound]

Z grinned and put down her cards.

"It's nice to meet you too. I'm Z and this is Kiri. What's your name?"

"Name's Victoria Quinn, I'm the Overseer of Area 6-Z." Victoria introduced herself.

"6-Z? What's that?" asked the ghost.

"Hey, if it has my name in it it must be pretty cool," replied Z. Never mind that her name was just a single letter.

[Low bloods]

"What brings you here?" Oni tilts his head "for me it's the shakes, beats the hot weather that passes through the lands." He nods and orders another glass as he had finished his.

"Just came here to relax and forget my worries in my world." Victoria said.

"You have chosen a good place. This place is barely a mess often times keeping silent." Oni nods and leans back in his seat "Job got you stressed?"

[Area 6-Z]

"Name's Victoria Quinn, I'm the Overseer of Area 6-Z." Victoria introduced herself.

"6-Z? What's that?" asked the ghost.

"Hey, if it has my name in it it must be pretty cool," replied Z. Never mind that her name was just a single letter.

"Its a quarntine community set up by WHO during the Outbreak." Victoria explained.

"Just came here to relax and forget my worries in my world." Victoria said.

"You have chosen a good place. This place is barely a mess often times keeping silent." Oni nods and leans back in his seat "Job got you stressed?"

"Yep pretty much... Keeping a whole community together during one of the world's worst plagues in human history and making sure no one dies." Victoria said.

"That and being criticized by multiversal national leaders for putting my life in danger they treat me like I'm a politican sitting in a office all day in truth I'm just a regular member in the community I get my hands dirty like every other member and I live in a tent with no A/C." Victoria soon stopped at sighed as she looked down and looked back at Oni.

"Sorry didn't mean to go on a rant..."

[Foxfound]

"6-Z? What's that?" asked the ghost.

"Hey, if it has my name in it it must be pretty cool," replied Z. Never mind that her name was just a single letter.

"Its a quarntine community set up by WHO during the Outbreak." Victoria explained.

"You have chosen a good place. This place is barely a mess often times keeping silent." Oni nods and leans back in his seat "Job got you stressed?"

"Yep pretty much... Keeping a whole community together during one of the world's worst plagues in human history and making sure no one dies." Victoria said.

"That and being criticized by multiversal national leaders for putting my life in danger they treat me like I'm a politican sitting in a office all day in truth I'm just a regular member in the community I get my hands dirty like every other member and I live in a tent with no A/C." Victoria soon stopped at sighed as she looked down and looked back at Oni.

"Sorry didn't mean to go on a rant..."

"Outbreak? What outbreak?" Kiri said, tilting her head in a puzzled manner.

Z listened to the rest of it. "Hmm... worst plague in human history, huh? Might explain why there aren't all that many humans on our island, relatively speaking..."

[Planet Illysia]

Slaine had a curious look to her, and truth be told she was a little curious, though she was no social creature as much as she clearly wanted to say something. She rubbed her wrist as comparisons between a world of zombie apocalypse and a world of corruption ran through her mind.

[Aaaaaa]

Those inside the saloon could hear the clip-clopping of hooves just outside the doors, and a rugged man sporting a dark coat and uniquely shaped, indented derby hat walked through and took a seat at the bar. A rather old looking bolt-action rifle was slung behind his back, and he seemed to be sporting a pistol of some variety at his waist.

He placed a few bills on the counter.

"Beer."

"Sure thing." Vixen poured the man a glass

"Thanks." was all the man said in return, and drank it in silence next to the bar. A scowl was across his face the whole time, but it was mostly just for show.

[Low bloods]

"6-Z? What's that?" asked the ghost.

"Hey, if it has my name in it it must be pretty cool," replied Z. Never mind that her name was just a single letter.

"Its a quarntine community set up by WHO during the Outbreak." Victoria explained.

"You have chosen a good place. This place is barely a mess often times keeping silent." Oni nods and leans back in his seat "Job got you stressed?"

"Yep pretty much... Keeping a whole community together during one of the world's worst plagues in human history and making sure no one dies." Victoria said.

"That and being criticized by multiversal national leaders for putting my life in danger they treat me like I'm a politican sitting in a office all day in truth I'm just a regular member in the community I get my hands dirty like every other member and I live in a tent with no A/C." Victoria soon stopped at sighed as she looked down and looked back at Oni.

"Sorry didn't mean to go on a rant..."

"6-Z? What's that?" asked the ghost. "Hey, if it has my name in it it must be pretty cool," replied Z. Never mind that her name was just a single letter.

"Its a quarntine community set up by WHO during the Outbreak." Victoria explained.

"You have chosen a good place. This place is barely a mess often times keeping silent." Oni nods and leans back in his seat "Job got you stressed?"

"Yep pretty much... Keeping a whole community together during one of the world's worst plagues in human history and making sure no one dies." Victoria said. "That and being criticized by multiversal national leaders for putting my life in danger they treat me like I'm a politican sitting in a office all day in truth I'm just a regular member in the community I get my hands dirty like every other member and I live in a tent with no A/C." Victoria soon stopped at sighed as she looked down and looked back at Oni. "Sorry didn't mean to go on a rant..."

Oni laughs "Dont worry, they all give you that. I have my hands full every day with various things of my own and I get the same thing. You cant let others who live in a peaceful world down talk that which they dont understand. Not all leaders struggle, it creates a sense of ignorance." Oni shrugs "Perhaps you should freshen out your file, that's what I often times do."

[Low bloods]

"To think, I've been here for-" he checks a spot on the bar counter with engravings in it. "Three long years. While sure I have been around longer than even that it just makes you think sometimes just how things have ended up. All the changes, all the lost. It just makes me wonder." Vixen sighed and ended his dialogue as he idly cleans his glass.

"I just remember The latest avengers movies and just think of the Ram snapping everything out of existence. Shame it's been so long since the massacre I forgot such a simple thing such as its month." The night coughed as his banter came to its end, he finishes with one sentence "Shame, the whole arching story thing never held well."

[The Rapture Republic]

John Mercer walked into the saloon with two sentinels acting his bodyguards paying little to attention any of the freaks and mentally disturbed that resided here, instead of a mental hospital by his own thought. Seeing little sanity here but dealt with it. As he deserved a celebratory beverage before getting baptized by the flames of the coming war with coming war with Skyhooked on the horizon. John Mercer with his sentinel guards following sat at the bar and asked, the bartender, “What best cup for entering the storm do you have?” He said in his Aquarian accent.

[Foxfound]

Some boring person from the 'real world' is typing furiously on a laptop in the corner. Probably best not to bother him, as he seems to be quite busy with somethi - no, wait, he got distracted and now he's browsing the internet.

[Low bloods]

John Mercer walked into the saloon with two sentinels acting his bodyguards paying little to attention any of the freaks and mentally disturbed that resided here, instead of a mental hospital by his own thought. Seeing little sanity here but dealt with it. As he deserved a celebratory beverage before getting baptized by the flames of the coming war with coming war with Skyhooked on the horizon. John Mercer with his sentinel guards following sat at the bar and asked, the bartender, “What best cup for entering the storm do you have?” He said in his Aquarian accent.

"How's about some storm brew." He shows off a bottle that looked as if a small storm was twisting around inside. "Or perhaps hell and or heavens cloak. When consumed one gains a over shield of hell fire or Holy light to protect you for the drunken adventures to come."

Some boring person from the 'real world' is typing furiously on a laptop in the corner. Probably best not to bother him, as he seems to be quite busy with somethi - no, wait, he got distracted and now he's browsing the internet.

"Queen, perhaps we should converse with the locals." One with average hearing could eavesdrop even accidentally on the just awaking woman who turns to the closest living thing (unluckily this was the boring person, rip).

"So how'd a person like you get to such a place? You dont seem like you are from here. Kinda a sore thumb." She says this even though her own attire doesn't match that of even far away lands.

[The Rapture Republic]

John Mercer walked into the saloon with two sentinels acting his bodyguards paying little to attention any of the freaks and mentally disturbed that resided here, instead of a mental hospital by his own thought. Seeing little sanity here but dealt with it. As he deserved a celebratory beverage before getting baptized by the flames of the coming war with coming war with Skyhooked on the horizon. John Mercer with his sentinel guards following sat at the bar and asked, the bartender, “What best cup for entering the storm do you have?” He said in his Aquarian accent.

"How's about some storm brew." He shows off a bottle that looked as if a small storm was twisting around inside. "Or perhaps hell and or heavens cloak. When consumed one gains a over shield of hell fire or Holy light to protect you for the drunken adventures to come."

John Mercer analyzed the storm brew with intrigue, ignoring the following statement he found it ridiculous in believing any beverage could have magic properties as if we lived in a fictional universe, which John Mercer knew he resided in the real world while these loonies have mistaken entertainment for reality to an increbile degree. ”I’ll have this Storm brew, bartender.” Said John Mercer laying down two Denarii coins that would be the equivalent of twelve dollars. The sentinels stared ominously with their cold dark optics tracing the bartender’s social and physical movements to monitor it’s threat level to the Chancellor of Rapture, testing at the bar counter.

[Yegla Islands]

Rasputin glanced over to Mercer and his hulking entourage. He supposed they should be on unfriendly terms now, considering what was to come. Still, nothing had officially taken place as of yet, and Mercer probably wasn't stupid enough to try anything here of all places. Probably.

The black smoke coiled around him a little more tightly as he took another drag of his cigar.

[Foxfound]

Some boring person from the 'real world' is typing furiously on a laptop in the corner. Probably best not to bother him, as he seems to be quite busy with somethi - no, wait, he got distracted and now he's browsing the internet.

"Queen, perhaps we should converse with the locals." One with average hearing could eavesdrop even accidentally on the just awaking woman who turns to the closest living thing (unluckily this was the boring person, rip).

"So how'd a person like you get to such a place? You dont seem like you are from here. Kinda a sore thumb." She says this even though her own attire doesn't match that of even far away lands.

He looked up.

"Ah. Well, how I got here is hard to explain... I just came here to write some things. I keep trying to write about these worlds I make up but it always ends up making no sense."

[Veise]

Astre Crestet entered the bar in ornate white regalia. His elbow rested on the pommel end of his rapier and his signature look of disdain scanned the bar, freezing on Mercer of Rapture and narrowing in intensity for a brief moment until it passed over him.

Astre despised Mercer, but for now they were allies of a sort.

[Low bloods]

"How's about some storm brew." He shows off a bottle that looked as if a small storm was twisting around inside. "Or perhaps hell and or heavens cloak. When consumed one gains a over shield of hell fire or Holy light to protect you for the drunken adventures to come."

John Mercer analyzed the storm brew with intrigue, ignoring the following statement he found it ridiculous in believing any beverage could have magic properties as if we lived in a fictional universe, which John Mercer knew he resided in the real world while these loonies have mistaken entertainment for reality to an increbile degree. ”I’ll have this Storm brew, bartender.” Said John Mercer laying down two Denarii coins that would be the equivalent of twelve dollars. The sentinels stared ominously with their cold dark optics tracing the bartender’s social and physical movements to monitor it’s threat level to the Chancellor of Rapture, testing at the bar counter.

He poured him a glass. And slides it his way. It wouldn't be strong, it was a fairly easy to consume drink but its effects would kick in in a rather subtle manner after a drink or two.

Vixens movements are calm but definitely somthing an average person wouldn't trust as he was a demon though his true appearance was hidden.

"Queen, perhaps we should converse with the locals." One with average hearing could eavesdrop even accidentally on the just awaking woman who turns to the closest living thing (unluckily this was the boring person, rip).

"So how'd a person like you get to such a place? You dont seem like you are from here. Kinda a sore thumb." She says this even though her own attire doesn't match that of even far away lands.

He looked up.

"Ah. Well, how I got here is hard to explain... I just came here to write some things. I keep trying to write about these worlds I make up but it always ends up making no sense."

"I guess I'm in a similar situation." She listens to his situation and thought. "Well do you find it not to make sense or do others find it this way?"

[San Lumen]

Leo Adamants landed his spacecraft outside the bar and walked in wearing his usual full leather Galactic Police uniform.

He got some tea from Mister Mouffan who gave him a rather curt look at ordering tea but gave it too him anyway.

"Hello my friends. Its been awhile. How have things been?" He announced.

[Low bloods]

Leo Adamants landed his spacecraft outside the bar and walked in wearing his usual full leather Galactic Police uniform.

He got some tea from Mister Mouffan who gave him a rather curt look at ordering tea but gave it too him anyway.

"Hello my friends. Its been awhile. How have things been?" He announced.

"Sup." Vixen chuckles "How goes the law?"

[San Lumen]

Leo Adamants landed his spacecraft outside the bar and walked in wearing his usual full leather Galactic Police uniform.

He got some tea from Mister Mouffan who gave him a rather curt look at ordering tea but gave it too him anyway.

"Hello my friends. Its been awhile. How have things been?" He announced.

"Sup." Vixen chuckles "How goes the law?"

"It's been going well. Quite busy though. A kid with incredible power took over the planet of Evoq and proclaimed himself Emperor. I don't know if he can be stopped." Leo told Low.

[Low bloods]

"If there's a will there's a way I guess. But perhaps it isnt for you to stop, maybe its best to keep your ways to yourself and the problem will be solved in other ways." He nods