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

[Low bloods]

Kiri looked at the lady again.

"Programming? So... you're an automaton, of some sort?"

Hopefully this wouldn't turn out to be a scenario in which the robot could not see ghosts.

"The correct term would be a nanomachine." Lin said as she held up her hand it went into pieces of nano machines.

"In fact my entire body is made out of nano machines they all speak and share the same idea."

"This place, this town, this land. A raider infested wasteland full of military camps, other towns, this land is beautifully twisted.
And we just sit here and enjoy a drink.

"I've never been in the loop with this place, but the bartenders do. And that knight, the one speaking to the ghost.
They preach the lore if asked."

"Interesting I may speak to them later." Lin said as the nanos in her mind began processing data.

"Well you seem busy. Don't let me bother you too much." Oni chuckles and downs his drink before laying his head down "If you need me tap on my shoulder."

"It is in my programming." Lin said.

"I was designed by a unknown creator to explore the multiverse and collect data so I came here which seems to link all the multiverses together."

"Well, I'm most certainly sure you wouldn't want any of ours." Pieter said as he lit a cigarette.

"I mean you had your lands pretty nice before you got greedy enough to cause mass genocide." Oni said as his head was laying down

[Netherspace]

"Yes, but this is not just a danger of destruction.
This will be the end, if it is not opposed. No one man can defend against it, not even an army of men."

The bartender had his hands full at this point.

"I've died fighting before. People were smart enough to leave.
But mostly... if any die it's just their time, they most likely just want to live in the moment." This moment was one where the knight seemed less careless and harsh. "I'll be brought back by a being that cursed me. I'm forced to die fighting over and over again."

“You should not be so apathetic. This world is not mine, but it is my responsibility to warn its people. Heed my warning.”

[Steampunk World War 1]

"Well I wouldn't mind answering her questions." Lin said.

"As for your next question my data tells I have been exploring the multiverse for 2.4 Billion years."

"Wow! That's, like, as long as Inari's been around. Inari's the goddess that used to rule the land I live in. Now she's more of a figurehead, but from what I've heard she's alright with that. I'm not always sure what's going on there. I've sort of been in hiding for a while, because most people don't like ghosts."

The young spirit thought for a moment.

"I know! Maybe you should join Z on one of her research expeditions sometime! You said you wanted to learn more about different worlds. And this weird saloon place seems like it lets people travel between them."

"Hmmm yes, I am very interested in this Z you talk about." Lin said.

"After all it is in my programming to record and document the entire history of one multiverse."

[Shaahdom of Iran]

I am here to say that.

I really hate being ninja'd.


I got ninja'd 7 times in a row.
That's very sad. It's like being ignored.

I am literally so sad.

7 times!!!
Like honestly.
It's pathetic.

[Low bloods]

I am here to say that.

I really hate being ninja'd.


I got ninja'd 7 times in a row.
That's very sad. It's like being ignored.

I am literally so sad.

7 times!!!
Like honestly.
It's pathetic.

It happens my friend, sometimes things get busy and when they do you get skipped.

And then there's the newcomers that spam and ignore, typical at a time like this. But it's bust to keep a good head on your shoulder and not let it get the best of you.

If it's getting you down too much you can always send a TG my way I sometimes discuss the current state of life with others. xD

But if you're here, why not enjoy a drink and chat a while. Being ninjad isn't a thing here.
But being ignored occurs every now and then when things get busy and people get tired up.
But it might get your mind off the other threads.

[Shaahdom of Iran]

Hmm.
Thanks. I love this thread too.

[Foxfound]

"Wow! That's, like, as long as Inari's been around. Inari's the goddess that used to rule the land I live in. Now she's more of a figurehead, but from what I've heard she's alright with that. I'm not always sure what's going on there. I've sort of been in hiding for a while, because most people don't like ghosts."

The young spirit thought for a moment.

"I know! Maybe you should join Z on one of her research expeditions sometime! You said you wanted to learn more about different worlds. And this weird saloon place seems like it lets people travel between them."

"Hmmm yes, I am very interested in this Z you talk about." Lin said.

"After all it is in my programming to record and document the entire history of one multiverse."

"Well, she should be back from her trip soon. I don't think she knows I'm here, th - "

Suddenly a tall, thin girl with strange ears and a tail stole energetically into the building, carrying some sort of Russian string instrument on her back.

"I was on the sidewalk outside when I heard my name being called." Her ears were indeed quite large, so this wasn't much of a surprise.

[New Castillan Empire]

Meanwhile, as Celaeno and her guards were sitting around near Eliah's ice cream truck, Faustin had suddenly warped back in, wearing a Hawaiian shirt and a straw hat and carrying a cocktail, as well as a tanned half-Sangrelfa in a bikini beside him, giggling as she embraced the 10-foot-monster.

"Hey, amigos! Navidad be coming in a few days, WOO!" Faustin yelled obnoxiously with a slur in his speech. "Sorry, sorry, just went to this senorita's birthday party, and it was the BEST NIGHT OF MY FUCKING LIFE!"

"Oh, great... it'll only go downhill from here, I bet." Queen Celaeno sighed as she massaged the bridge of her nose. "Why do I even bother with the travel permits these days?"

[United Celtic Peoples]

The six celts wandered back in the bar, Bradwr looking back at the drunken fish-creature and his blood-elf girlfriend.

"Looks like some things jus' never change, eh?" Bradwr said.

"Like your underwear, Brad?" Tavish chuckled.

"Don't fuckin' go there, boyo, at least I wear underwear." Bradwr snapped.

[Netherspace]

The Yellow Priest glanced at the drunk fish and sighed. “He definitely will not live.” He then pointed to a bunch of people. “Hmm... Niether will you, or you, or you or you. You might, but it’s doubtful.”

[Low bloods]

The Yellow Priest glanced at the drunk fish and sighed. “He definitely will not live.” He then pointed to a bunch of people. “Hmm... Niether will you, or you, or you or you. You might, but it’s doubtful.”

"Got any pictures of this thing?" The knight was sharpening his blade idly.

Meanwhile, as Celaeno and her guards were sitting around near Eliah's ice cream truck, Faustin had suddenly warped back in, wearing a Hawaiian shirt and a straw hat and carrying a cocktail, as well as a tanned half-Sangrelfa in a bikini beside him, giggling as she embraced the 10-foot-monster.

"Hey, amigos! Navidad be coming in a few days, WOO!" Faustin yelled obnoxiously with a slur in his speech. "Sorry, sorry, just went to this senorita's birthday party, and it was the BEST NIGHT OF MY FUCKING LIFE!"

"Oh, great... it'll only go downhill from here, I bet." Queen Celaeno sighed as she massaged the bridge of her nose. "Why do I even bother with the travel permits these days?"

"Your friendseems like he's had a bit too much to drink."

[Netherspace]

The Yellow Priest glanced at the drunk fish and sighed. “He definitely will not live.” He then pointed to a bunch of people. “Hmm... Niether will you, or you, or you or you. You might, but it’s doubtful.”

"Got any pictures of this thing?" The knight was sharpening his blade idly.

“No image could capture the form of Ghamid. It is infinite in size and shape, and takes six spatial dimensions. Its body fills quite nearly its entire universe.”

[Planet Illysia]

The thug crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "What's the use in warning us if we're all going to die a miserable death to it anyways...?"

[Netherspace]

The thug crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "What's the use in warning us if we're all going to die a miserable death to it anyways...?"

“You do not have to die if you do not want to. It is possible to fight Ghamid, but not alone.”

[Low bloods]

"Got any pictures of this thing?" The knight was sharpening his blade idly.

“No image could capture the form of Ghamid. It is infinite in size and shape, and takes six spatial dimensions. Its body fills quite nearly its entire universe.”

"Then why isnt he coming sooner. Death is somthing I fear not. And if this creature wishes to cause such a thing I will attempt to stop it when I see it. I've battled creatures of the darkest of depths.
I served under the wing of the creature that killed me. I'm not mortal as I watched all my brothers in arms perish without a trace."
The knight growled and stood up.
"And the Thug over there has a point anyway. Not all will band together and not all will want to fight."

[Planet Illysia]

“You do not have to die if you do not want to. It is possible to fight Ghamid, but not alone.”

The thug's eyes narrowed. "Really, now? I guess I could make myself useful for once..." He gave a relatively offputting grin.

[Netherspace]

“No image could capture the form of Ghamid. It is infinite in size and shape, and takes six spatial dimensions. Its body fills quite nearly its entire universe.”

"Then why isnt he coming sooner. Death is somthing I fear not. And if this creature wishes to cause such a thing I will attempt to stop it when I see it. I've battled creatures of the darkest of depths.
I served under the wing of the creature that killed me. I'm not mortal as I watched all my brothers in arms perish without a trace."
The knight growled and stood up.
"And the Thug over there has a point anyway. Not all will band together and not all will want to fight."

“It was banished from this world one hundred thousand years ago. I suppose that it likes to be dramatic. I am glad that you have chosen to fight, for this world will need all the help it can get once Ghamid arrives.”

“You do not have to die if you do not want to. It is possible to fight Ghamid, but not alone.”

The thug's eyes narrowed. "Really, now? I guess I could make myself useful for once..." He gave a relatively offputting grin.

“The best way to combat it will be to train yourself in thaumaturgy. Any form will do. Just make sure not to summon anything larger than a mountain.”

[Greater South]

After a moment of though, Heavy gave some consideration in fighting this Ghamid.
"You know, Heavy and greatest team have fought with things like this before. Wizards, aliens, robots, headless horsemen... even giant bread monster once!" The Heavy chuckled. "Bring us this little baby demon man and his army! And if we go down fighting it, so be it!" The giant Russian said with glee as he held onto his minigun.

"That's right, commie! If there's two things I'm good at killing, it's hippies and otherworldly abominations! This oblivion-dwelling maggot is about to meet his worst nightmare!" The Soldier said, pulling out his rocket launcher, the rest of Task Force 2 enthusiastically pulling their weapons out as well.

"Huh-wait-wha-who are we fightin' now?" Scout said as he finally woke up, then shrugging as he then gripped onto his baseball bat.

[Low bloods]

"Then why isnt he coming sooner. Death is somthing I fear not. And if this creature wishes to cause such a thing I will attempt to stop it when I see it. I've battled creatures of the darkest of depths.
I served under the wing of the creature that killed me. I'm not mortal as I watched all my brothers in arms perish without a trace."
The knight growled and stood up.
"And the Thug over there has a point anyway. Not all will band together and not all will want to fight."

“It was banished from this world one hundred thousand years ago. I suppose that it likes to be dramatic. I am glad that you have chosen to fight, for this world will need all the help it can get once Ghamid arrives.”

The thug's eyes narrowed. "Really, now? I guess I could make myself useful for once..." He gave a relatively offputting grin.

“The best way to combat it will be to train yourself in thaumaturgy. Any form will do. Just make sure not to summon anything larger than a mountain.”

"Such an odd sounding creature, how do you know of it?
Is it an interesting tale?"

[Planet Illysia]

The thug's eyes narrowed. "Really, now? I guess I could make myself useful for once..." He gave a relatively offputting grin.

“The best way to combat it will be to train yourself in thaumaturgy. Any form will do. Just make sure not to summon anything larger than a mountain.”

After a moment of though, Heavy gave some consideration in fighting this Ghamid.
"You know, Heavy and greatest team have fought with things like this before. Wizards, aliens, robots, headless horsemen... even giant bread monster once!" The Heavy chuckled. "Bring us this little baby demon man and his army! And if we go down fighting it, so be it!" The giant Russian said with glee as he held onto his minigun.

"That's right, commie! If there's two things I'm good at killing, it's hippies and otherworldly abominations! This oblivion-dwelling maggot is about to meet his worst nightmare!" The Soldier said, pulling out his rocket launcher, the rest of Task Force 2 enthusiastically pulling their weapons out as well.

"Huh-wait-wha-who are we fightin' now?" Scout said as he finally woke up, then shrugging as he then gripped onto his baseball bat.

"Thaumaturgy? Count me out...so there's no real fight then." The thug looked oddly sullen about that. "How disappointed."

[Greater South]

“The best way to combat it will be to train yourself in thaumaturgy. Any form will do. Just make sure not to summon anything larger than a mountain.”

After a moment of though, Heavy gave some consideration in fighting this Ghamid.
"You know, Heavy and greatest team have fought with things like this before. Wizards, aliens, robots, headless horsemen... even giant bread monster once!" The Heavy chuckled. "Bring us this little baby demon man and his army! And if we go down fighting it, so be it!" The giant Russian said with glee as he held onto his minigun.

"That's right, commie! If there's two things I'm good at killing, it's hippies and otherworldly abominations! This oblivion-dwelling maggot is about to meet his worst nightmare!" The Soldier said, pulling out his rocket launcher, the rest of Task Force 2 enthusiastically pulling their weapons out as well.

"Huh-wait-wha-who are we fightin' now?" Scout said as he finally woke up, then shrugging as he then gripped onto his baseball bat.

"Thaumaturgy? Count me out...so there's no real fight then." The thug looked oddly sullen about that. "How disappointed."

"Hey, we can't work magic, but we'll do jus' fine. After all, after all the other things we fought, I don't know if there's anythin' that can take us down." The Engineer boasted as he set up a sentry gun, which was idle as it did not consider anyone in the saloon an enemy yet.

[Planet Illysia]

"Hey, we can't work magic, but we'll do jus' fine. After all, after all the other things we fought, I don't know if there's anythin' that can take us down." The Engineer boasted as he set up a sentry gun, which was idle as it did not consider anyone in the saloon an enemy yet.

"How confident." The thug commented, possessing no hint of sarcasm in his voice. "...I don't know if our cultist friend here is for real about anything he says, though."

[Greater South]

"Hey, we can't work magic, but we'll do jus' fine. After all, after all the other things we fought, I don't know if there's anythin' that can take us down." The Engineer boasted as he set up a sentry gun, which was idle as it did not consider anyone in the saloon an enemy yet.

"How confident." The thug commented, possessing no hint of sarcasm in his voice. "...I don't know if our cultist friend here is for real about anything he says, though."

"I mean, ya have a point there, mate. But jus' remember, we've seen supernatural buggery go 'round before, and even if that weren't a thing 'ere, I'd still have me money on the fact half of us are literally bonkers." Sniper said, as he pointed to the Soldier barking orders and putdowns to a rat that had its' tail tied to a horizontal metal bar on the back of a chair, the poor creature screaming as it had been set alight by the Pyro, who was gleefully clapping and laughing at Soldier's 'silly talk'.

[Low bloods]

"Hey, we can't work magic, but we'll do jus' fine. After all, after all the other things we fought, I don't know if there's anythin' that can take us down." The Engineer boasted as he set up a sentry gun, which was idle as it did not consider anyone in the saloon an enemy yet.

"How confident." The thug commented, possessing no hint of sarcasm in his voice. "...I don't know if our cultist friend here is for real about anything he says, though."

"How confident." The thug commented, possessing no hint of sarcasm in his voice. "...I don't know if our cultist friend here is for real about anything he says, though."

"I mean, ya have a point there, mate. But jus' remember, we've seen supernatural buggery go 'round before, and even if that weren't a thing 'ere, I'd still have me money on the fact half of us are literally bonkers." Sniper said, as he pointed to the Soldier barking orders and putdowns to a rat that had its' tail tied to a horizontal metal bar on the back of a chair, the poor creature screaming as it had been set alight by the Pyro, who was gleefully clapping and laughing at Soldier's 'silly talk'.

"Should have been here when this place first started, heaven fell, brainwashing pizza roamed about.
The raiders were not even around...

The place was teleported to space momentarily."
The knight was counting events on his hand.

"He kissed a vampire." Vixen snickers

"The knight let out a light sigh with a embarrassed laugh "Dont even get me started on your adventures...
Seems like now a days we just have to deal with nuke threats, people saying the N word, raiders meddling in already dangerous events.
And the multiverseal event of the ram spitting lightning down at us, truly terrifying events all around.
Now we're going to slay some crazy thing, or not, this guy could be wrong, could be a creature not even going for this realm, or possibly off.

[Netherspace]

"Such an odd sounding creature, how do you know of it?
Is it an interesting tale?"

“I would say so. Now, gather round, and hear the story of Ghamid.”

The lights would dim, and the fire suddenly went out. However, the light above the Priest would stay on, like a spotlight.

“One hundred thousand years ago, Ghamid ruled the Earth. For the most part, humans were ignored as just another animal, albiet one with a more developed soul. They could not develop any civilization, for the only civilization allowed was that of the Ghamidians; Ghamid’s children.”

“However, this established order did not last forever. Young gods came to Earth, and grew up attached to its people. Eventually, they revolted against Ghamid, in a war that lasted for two millennia. The war changed the surface of the Earth irreparably, cutting canyons out of the ground and decapitating mountains. Eventually, the young gods won, and Ghamid was exiled from Earth.”

“But, before it disappeared, it gave a prophecy to the young gods. They would die, and Ghamid would return to take its throne once more. Now, as was foretold, the young gods have fallen, and nothing is left to protect the Earth. I am here to warn mankind of its coming doom, so that they may rise to replace the young gods and defend against Ghamid.”