The World Assembly Strangers' Bar

[Excidium Planetis]

Messenger: All they said was that it was for, and I quote, "those ignorant warmongering fools, Schmuckz and Blandbourne, especially Schmuckz". Neither of those names showed up in the registry, but yours was the closest, so I thought that I'd give it to you to give to your colleague. (starts sweating) I'm terribly sorry if I've made a mistake.

Blackbourne frowns at the utterly disrespectful names given by the Messenger. "Who gave you this letter? I want you to return to them and tell them that Madam Schultz' submitted proposals have never failed to achieve quorum."

[States of Glory WA Office]

Messenger: All they said was that it was for, and I quote, "those ignorant warmongering fools, Schmuckz and Blandbourne, especially Schmuckz". Neither of those names showed up in the registry, but yours was the closest, so I thought that I'd give it to you to give to your colleague. (starts sweating) I'm terribly sorry if I've made a mistake.

Blackbourne frowns at the utterly disrespectful names given by the Messenger. "Who gave you this letter? I want you to return to them and tell them that Madam Schultz' submitted proposals have never failed to achieve quorum."

Messenger: I don't know. The person was dressed up as a giant tree and they refused to reveal their identity. I'm not even sure where they are right now.

[Potted Plants United]

Something that looks very much like a long, thin snake with leaf-like scales, slithers into the Bar, and climbs Mr. Bell's barstool's leg to get onto the counter before him, where it coils up. It is holding a slip of paper, or possibly plastic, in its mouth. It fluffs up its scales some more, but then remains motionless.

The paper reads:

We have found a new way to create plants capable of locomotion; rather than start from a vine blueprint and make it move, we started from a moving animal blueprint and made it a plant instead. Do you like it?

- the PPU hivemind

OOC: Yes, it's version 6.0 of the creeper vine. The hivemind has been busy.

[United Irish Counties]

The Irish intern notices the creeper vine and says to Bell: "Wow. They weren't kidding about this being snakepit..."

[Whovian Tardisia]

The creeper vine brushes Pink's foot, startling him awake. He takes one look at it and falls off his stool. "Holy sh*t! What the hell is that?" he yells, causing K-9 to zip over from where he had been hiding (under the Kawaiian shrine). Pink, deciding to answer his own question, scans the curious... thing with his sonic.

[The Puddle Jumping Wads of Wrapper]

Something that looks very much like a long, thin snake with leaf-like scales, slithers into the Bar, and climbs Mr. Bell's barstool's leg to get onto the counter before him, where it coils up.

ARI: AHH! The Goa'uld have -- wait, no, you're just a... erm... okay, what the hell are you?

It is holding a slip of paper, or possibly plastic, in its mouth. It fluffs up its scales some more, but then remains motionless.

The paper reads:

We have found a new way to create plants capable of locomotion; rather than start from a vine blueprint and make it move, we started from a moving animal blueprint and made it a plant instead. Do you like it?

- the PPU hivemind

ARI: Umm. (He slaps Bell lightly on the back.) Yeah, you're looking fine now, Benjamin, you, erm, you're on your own with this one. (He quickly backs away from the snake-like plant, turns and sits as far away from it as possible.)

[Chinevion]

God, This condem the invaders ruling is a shore thing, he needs to put more effort then saying they are "Very Very Bad"

[Wrapper]

God, This condem the invaders ruling is a shore thing, he needs to put more effort then saying they are "Very Very Bad"

You're in the wrong bar, you want the Three Walled Bar.

[States of Glory WA Office]

God, This condem the invaders ruling is a shore thing, he needs to put more effort then saying they are "Very Very Bad"

You're in the wrong bar, you want the Three Walled Bar.

Neville: Wait, there's another bar?

Fairburn: Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go!

[Sapient Candy]

A young woman made of pink bubblegum enters the bar, escorted by an anthropomorphic peppermint candy. The peppermint is about three feet tall and wears a sharp suit with a white tie and coattails.

The bubblegum woman stops next to a table and kneels down to talk to the peppermint. "Peppermint Butler, I'll need you to stay here while I negotiate with the envoy from the Flame Kingdom. We may want to consider membership here, and I think we ought to know what these people are like before we get too involved with them."

The peppermint bows, "Yes, Princess. I shall gather all the information I can."

"Thank you, Peppermint Butler. Well, off to meet the Flame Kingdom!"

The woman takes a magenta crystal from her necklace and taps it. She dematerializes, leaving the necklace behind.

[Araraukar]

*snip*

OOC: *drools* Peppermint candies are personal favourites of mine... I wonder how the nullifiers would stop someone trying to eat a sapient candy?

[Sierra Lyricalia]

*snip*

OOC: *drools* Peppermint candies are personal favourites of mine... I wonder how the nullifiers would stop someone trying to eat a sapient candy?

I mean, it's a Weapons Nullifier, not a Death Preventer. I get the sense that the framers didn't foresee such a total breakdown of diplomacy, or such a wild evolution of roleplay, that we'd seriously need to address the problem of accredited diplomats trying to eat each other. Duels, or crimes of passion, are one thing. Attempted ingestion, and premeditated at that, is... something else. Show some restraint.

And thank the Bears for showing it as well.

Steph looks up at the newcomer and decides ordering a Lemon Drop would be in bad taste. Instead, she continues to sip her bourbon.

[Whovian Tardisia]

Pink, now finished his scan, holds the sonic up to his ear, checking the results. "No digestive system? Well, I suppose we're safe from being eaten, then. And-" the sonic device suddenly bucks, falling out of his hand. He picks it up and listens again. "Wood. A very small amount, but messing up the signal. Damn." Dejectedly, he finally notices the paper the creature had been holding, and, reading it, shrugs. "Well of course it was the hivemind. Ah, well. Scotch please, Neville."

[Valorem]

Stephenson: "I see there's a couple of new faces at the bar, nice to meet all of you. The non-human representatives at the World Assembly always tend to be interesting, after all. I'm sure there are many researchers back in Valorem's biological laboratories that would kill for an appointment to the World Assembly just to see you all..."

[Sapient Candy]

*snip*

OOC: *drools* Peppermint candies are personal favourites of mine... I wonder how the nullifiers would stop someone trying to eat a sapient candy?

Peppermint Butler possesses some freaky dark wizard powers. Trying to eat him might not end well.

IC: Peppermint Butler approaches the bar and tries to hop onto a barstool. Unfortunately, his legs are too short, and so he cannot climb up.

"Drat," he says, stepping back a bit from the bar. "Um, hello? Anyone there? I'd like a mint martini, if you have one."

[Excidium Planetis]

I'm sure there are many researchers back in Valorem's biological laboratories that would kill for an appointment to the World Assembly just to see you all..."

"I sure hope they wouldn't really resort to such drastic measures." Blackbourne remarks. "Things would not go very well for you, after all."

Peppermint Butler approaches the bar and tries to hop onto a barstool. Unfortunately, his legs are too short, and so he cannot climb up.

"Drat," he says, stepping back a bit from the bar. "Um, hello? Anyone there? I'd like a mint martini, if you have one."

Blackbourne takes note of the cannibalism but does not react. After all, it is legal in his nation.

[Araraukar]

Blackbourne takes note of the cannibalism but does not react. After all, it is legal in his nation.

OOC: The more I hear about your nation, the more I want to visit it in person.

[Chinevion]

The chinevonian delegate watches in amusement for a second the offers to help the tiny Cannable up

[Whovian Tardisia]

Looking over towards the sentient peppermint, Pink cocks his head to the side, takes another swig, then looks again. The sentient peppermint is still there. Pink sighs and looks back to (barkeep) Neville. "Sometimes I wonder if I'm cut out for this." he says. Neville, as usual, does not react.

[Frustrated Franciscans]

Brother Maynard enters the bar and orders a Guinness. "You wouldn't believe the mess that my regional delegate has gotten themselves into ..."

Pausing for a swig of his beer he continues, "and we have to get a conference center built in a couple of months for the Pro Life International Convention."

"Speaking of which, you wouldn't happen to have any recommendations for our conference's bar staff. And supplies, Mother Angelica thinks the only wine worth having is 'Blue Nun.'"

[States of Glory WA Office]

Brother Maynard enters the bar and orders a Guinness. "You wouldn't believe the mess that my regional delegate has gotten themselves into ..."

Pausing for a swig of his beer he continues, "and we have to get a conference center built in a couple of months for the Pro Life International Convention."

"Speaking of which, you wouldn't happen to have any recommendations for our conference's bar staff. And supplies, Mother Angelica thinks the only wine worth having is 'Blue Nun.'"

OOC: Why is a holy man drinking alcohol?

[Excidium Planetis]

OOC: Why is a holy man drinking alcohol?

OOC: Why not? Catholics drink wine all the time.

[States of Glory WA Office]

OOC: Why is a holy man drinking alcohol?

OOC: Why not? Catholics drink wine all the time.

OOC: He's drinking beer, though.

[Excidium Planetis]

OOC: Why not? Catholics drink wine all the time.

OOC: He's drinking beer, though.

OOC: And...? Catholicism does not forbid drinking alcohol.

[Skylus]

*looks down at telegram* *up at the sign hanging in front of the bar* *double checks.* *triple checks* Well...I have asked everywhere else...This has to be the place...Hope they accept Rupees...

The suit wear young ambassador opened the door and stepped inside the bar.

It was packed, to say the least. Numerous species lounged on bar-stools, were playing poker and billiards, or just sitting at tables or booths and talking about life. That is, until he walked in.

"...Uh...hi."

Silence.

The man fished out the paper from his jacket and looked down at it, then back up at the room.

"...I...I got this telegram....said that I was supposed to meet here...?"

Blank stares.

"...Uh...I'm the Ambassador of Skylus....name's Terry Nightgale."