The World Assembly Strangers' Bar

[Untecna]

A friendly neighborhood webcrawler swings down into the bar.

Feeling a little awkward in his bright red spandex and blue unitard, after glancing at the door he turns back to the bar and nervously scratches his mask-hidden neck. "Uh... hello, I'm Spidey," he says to anyone in earshot, "...I'm, uh... new here. Just, wanted to... you know, say hello.... thanks..."

He quickly jumps into a seat hidden in the back and slings together his notepad and pen, idea-senses tingling.

Ambassador Kyjat: "Tuhw œht lɛh?"

(What the hell?)

He turns to the new ambassador, and to the atrocious garb, he looks quite concerned.

[Spiderman]

A friendly neighborhood webcrawler swings down into the bar.

Feeling a little awkward in his bright red spandex and blue unitard, after glancing at the door he turns back to the bar and nervously scratches his mask-hidden neck. "Uh... hello, I'm Spidey," he says to anyone in earshot, "...I'm, uh... new here. Just, wanted to... you know, say hello.... thanks..."

He quickly jumps into a seat hidden in the back and slings together his notepad and pen, idea-senses tingling.

Ambassador Kyjat: "Tuhw œht lɛh?"

(What the hell?)

He turns to the new ambassador, and to the atrocious garb, he looks quite concerned.

Spidey shakes Ambassador Kyjat's hand. "Nice to meet ya... I guess I, uh... I guess I'm an Ambassaspider? ...Sorry. Spiders and cheese don't mix."

The webcrawler looks down at his 'garb.' "Hey," he tells Ambassador Kyjat, "what's wrong with my outfit? ...It's comfy..."

[Wallenburg]

Ambassador Kyjat: "Tuhw œht lɛh?"

(What the hell?)

He turns to the new ambassador, and to the atrocious garb, he looks quite concerned.

Spidey shakes Ambassador Kyjat's hand. "Nice to meet ya... I guess I, uh... I guess I'm an Ambassaspider? ...Sorry. Spiders and cheese don't mix."

The webcrawler looks down at his 'garb.' "Hey," he tells Ambassador Kyjat, "what's wrong with my outfit? ...It's comfy..."

Trevanyika levers herself against Kyjat's shoulder, leaning over to inspect the spandex-clad stranger. Behind the two ambassadors, her vodka glass lies empty and on its side.

"HI! I'm Helen, what's your name? Are you a mascot? You have a really nice mascot costume, it makes you look smart."

[Untecna]

Ambassador Kyjat: "Tuhw œht lɛh?"

(What the hell?)

He turns to the new ambassador, and to the atrocious garb, he looks quite concerned.

Spidey shakes Ambassador Kyjat's hand. "Nice to meet ya... I guess I, uh... I guess I'm an Ambassaspider? ...Sorry. Spiders and cheese don't mix."

The webcrawler looks down at his 'garb.' "Hey," he tells Ambassador Kyjat, "what's wrong with my outfit? ...It's comfy..."

Ambassador Kyjat: "Tɛɠ rōj dnæh āwuh!"

(Get your hand away!)

The Ambassador stands up, and moves over to a table closer to the back, to avoid this odd new person.

[Wallenburg]

Trevanyika teeters for a second as her support vanishes from underneath her arm. She shoves her hand into the side of the bar instead, keeping herself up. "Ow! Sorry, I think he's easily offended or something. You can shake my hand though!"

[Spiderman]

Spidey politely and timidly waves farewell to Ambassador Kyjat as a parting gesture of goodwill.

He then turns back to Trevanyika (or is it, uh, Helen?) and happily shakes her hand. “Hiya, my name’s Spiderman, but I guess you can just, um, call me Spidey… or Spides… or whatever you want, really. Sweet to meet ya!”

[Simone Republic]

A terrifying looking Bear that is actually frightened whenever he goes somewhere new enters the Bar.

The terrifying looking Bear gingerly makes the way to the Bar. The Bear can't see very well but sees some faces that look vaguely familiar in the dark, like the Hulldomian Ambassador and C. Marcius Blythe ordering mulsum, and sits down at an empty table near the Bar.

The terrifying looking Bear orders mulsum, since it has honey and the Bear has a sweet tooth. The mulsum arrives. The Bear looks at all the strangers around him and is quite frightened, a spider looking gentleman (which the Bear presumes is a he since he uses "spiderman" as his name) walks by and the Bear holds tight to the mulsum, too afraid to start a conversation.

The Bear desperately checks the protocol for the Bar as posted on the wall and tries to make sure no protocol is breached in the process, well aware that the Bear seems to have inadvertently been "not cricket" to plenty of protocols in The North Pacific.

[Unibot III]

The terrifying looking Bear gingerly makes the way to the Bar. The Bear can't see very well but sees some faces that look vaguely familiar in the dark, like the Hulldomian Ambassador and C. Marcius Blythe ordering mulsum, and sits down at an empty table near the Bar.

The terrifying looking Bear orders mulsum, since it has honey and the Bear has a sweet tooth. The mulsum arrives. The Bear looks at all the strangers around him and is quite frightened, a spider looking gentleman (?) walks by and the Bear holds tight to the mulsum, too afraid to start a conversation.

Percy had seen many a bear in the Strangers Bar, but a Spider Person was a new one for him. He shook his head as he entered the pub (“You’d think with all that silk they could weave themselves a tie?” he muttered under his breath).

The young Unibotian was a bit of a dandy himself and preferred formal wear in the WA.

He claimed his predecessor’s seat at the bar and ordered a Rusty Nail (a Unibotian favourite), nursing the drink slowly over a despondent gaze. It was Day 24 of the SC Riots. He hadn’t heard from his SC counterparts in three weeks. They might be dead for all he knew. Maybe a wolf had eaten them.

“What should I do?” he said to himself, grasping his temple.

He felt responsible for his junior ambassadors getting stuck in the riots to begin with. Should he try to get them out? Could he intervene possibly? “I need to do something, I can’t just sit around here!!” he lamented, before sitting around some more.

[American Pere Housh]

Spidey politely and timidly waves farewell to Ambassador Kyjat as a parting gesture of goodwill.

He then turns back to Trevanyika (or is it, uh, Helen?) and happily shakes her hand. “Hiya, my name’s Spiderman, but I guess you can just, um, call me Spidey… or Spides… or whatever you want, really. Sweet to meet ya!”

Vanny was sharpening her knife when she looked up to see a man in some kind of costume so got up from her seat and walked over to introduce herself, "Hello I'm Eliza Cortez but everyone calls me Vanny. I'm the WA Ambassador for the New Martial Kingdom of American Pere Housh."

[Untecna]

Spidey politely and timidly waves farewell to Ambassador Kyjat as a parting gesture of goodwill.

He then turns back to Trevanyika (or is it, uh, Helen?) and happily shakes her hand. “Hiya, my name’s Spiderman, but I guess you can just, um, call me Spidey… or Spides… or whatever you want, really. Sweet to meet ya!”

Vanny was sharpening her knife when she looked up to see a man in some kind of costume so got up from her seat and walked over to introduce herself, "Hello I'm Eliza Cortez but everyone calls me Vanny. I'm the WA Ambassador for the New Martial Kingdom of American Pere Housh."

OOC: And allow me to butcher that name into Siltarian for you.

Ambassador Kyjat: "Eh? Uhzylɛ Zɛtrok? Dnæ muhs lahk ɯj Īnæv? Tuhw næ dah ɠnımān uhīdy."

(Eh? Eliza Cortez? And some call you Vanny? What an odd naming idea.)

[American Pere Housh]

Vanny was sharpening her knife when she looked up to see a man in some kind of costume so got up from her seat and walked over to introduce herself, "Hello I'm Eliza Cortez but everyone calls me Vanny. I'm the WA Ambassador for the New Martial Kingdom of American Pere Housh."

OOC: And allow me to butcher that name into Siltarian for you.

Ambassador Kyjat: "Eh? Uhzylɛ Zɛtrok? Dnæ muhs lahk ɯj Īnæv? Tuhw næ dah ɠnımān uhīdy."

(Eh? Eliza Cortez? And some call you Vanny? What an odd naming idea.)

Vanny facepalms answering, "Vanessa is my middle name and Vanny is a nickname I have had since I was a kid."

[Anne of Cleves in TNP]

Ms. Schafer ignores the events around her in the bar, and opens her notebook. The other ambassadors don’t know this, but Ms. Schafer writes down her voting positions on each proposal, why she has that position, and if that position changed as the proposal was changed.

She also writes other WA-related notes. One of these notes was written 5 months ago, which says: “The ambassadors are suggesting multiple changes to my repeal, I don’t think I can come up with better replacement arguments, so I will abandon the repeal. I don’t think I will try writing another proposal after this.”

[Catholic America]

Slow day in the General Assembly

[Unibot III]

Slow day in the General Assembly

Percy looked up from his drink to remark, “Oh don’t jinx it now, old boy. I’m on salary.”

He took another swig and finished his third bourbon. “Unibot Head Ambassador, Percy Winslow,” he said. “Haven’t passed a damn thing in a decade. Hard at work for the blessed people of Unibot. Here, here!”

He stands up, swaying as he sings ‘For He’s A Jolly Good Fellow’ (surprisingly) better than last time.

[Spiderman]

Out of great respect for the bar's longstanding members, Spiderman weaves together a little bowtie, then picks up a glass of water he grabbed on the way in. Facing the Unibotian, Spidey raises the glass up - 'cheers,' he motions. He repeats this to all other occupants of the bar, including the Bear, regrettably afraid of him even though bears are bigger than spiders.

Hit with the realization his mask is still on, Spides inelegantly sets his glass down, but quickly shifts to extend his hand to Vanny:

Spidey politely and timidly waves farewell to Ambassador Kyjat as a parting gesture of goodwill.

He then turns back to Trevanyika (or is it, uh, Helen?) and happily shakes her hand. “Hiya, my name’s Spiderman, but I guess you can just, um, call me Spidey… or Spides… or whatever you want, really. Sweet to meet ya!”

Vanny was sharpening her knife when she looked up to see a man in some kind of costume so got up from her seat and walked over to introduce herself, "Hello I'm Eliza Cortez but everyone calls me Vanny. I'm the WA Ambassador for the New Martial Kingdom of American Pere Housh."

"Nice to meet you Vanny!" Spiderman says, shaking the ambassador's hand.

As Percy Winslow starts belting For He’s A Jolly Good Fellow, the webcrawler watches in amusement; but hoping he hasn't interrupted too much, soon settles into a seat in the back, quietly getting to writing.

[Unibot III]

Tired and out of breath, Percy stumbled to the costumed Arachnid and sat down beside him.

He pointed at his bowtie and remarked, “I LIKE YOUR BOWTIE. Where’d you GET IT??”

Smiling with a dumb, toothy grin, the Unibotian Ambassador leaned in forward and tapped the patron’s notepad and said (rather loudly): “YOU’re writing IDEAS DOWN? I gotta an idea. BUT YOU MUSN’T tell ANYONE at Corporate. Animal Cruelty. There hasn’t been a proper thing on the books for it since 2016. ITS THE CONSERVATIVES. They always repeal the cruelty laws every time we pass them. KNOOTOSS and company. One half of the WA cares only about state rights. The other have only cares about ‘sentience.’ But nobody cares about the pet dogs, or hamsters or SPIDERS. Someone has to do something about it. But not me. Because…”

Percy slumps back in his chair singing “My Boss is a Corporate Fascist” passionately to the tune of “For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow.” He orders another Scotch and Drambuie and some truffle fries.

[Spiderman]

Grateful no one can see him giggle under his spandex, Spiderman manages to explain to the, er, lively Unibotian that his bowtie (like all arachnid products) was handwoven with fine spider silk.

But Spidey turns studious, as his idea-senses pick up on something interesting from Mr. Winslow. The webcrawler jumps back to scribbling ink as the adjacent patron shows him how to party. “Thanks Percy, I’ll crawl through the archives,” the Spider, his notebook filling, tells the Head Ambassador, “and I guess I'll look around for… whomever ‘corporate’ is, though I'm open to working with quite many."

Over his shoulder, Spiderman glances around the bar. He finds only that he's happy to be here.

[West Barack and East Obama]

Dr Justin Obama is clearly tired. Waking up early to review the dosh that's passed around the GA is beneath him. Hmmm... does a bar sell coffee? Maybe they'll even let him inject coffee beans directly into his blood stream...

[Simone Republic]

Dr Justin Obama is clearly tired. Waking up early to review the dosh that's passed around the GA is beneath him. Hmmm... does a bar sell coffee? Maybe they'll even let him inject coffee beans directly into his blood stream...

The Terrifying Bear looks at Justin Obama and nods, as Justin Obama is another familiar face. The Bear takes a sip of the mulsum and asks for extra honey and a shot of Japanese whiskey, done the Japanese way and mixed with ice water. The Bear stares at the video monitors broadcasting the vote on the GA, well aware that the resolution at hand is the Bear's own one.

[Daarwyrth]

Kalina Wentapelloven enters the bar sharply dressed in a blue jacket, white button-up shirt and skirt that matches the colour of the blazer. As she walks in, she is talking to an aide that dutifully follows her.

"And please notify her Majesty's government that the nation of Macadia is to be included into the sanctions employed against WA members who childishly think themselves beyond the rest of us and declare themselves non-compliant," she states, and pauses. "How is the draft coming along for our little project on promoting member state compliance?"

The aide looks down at her pad and scrolls through a few pages. "We have a preliminary draft ready yet await the commentary of a few trusted sources before we make it public," she replies.

Wentapelloven nods approvingly. "Excellent. As you were, then," she says and dismisses the aide who hurries away to her other duties. Thereafter, the Daarwyrthian representative walks over to the bar, orders a cup of coffee, and proceeds to seat herself at one of the free tables.

[Simone Republic]

C Marcius Blythe turns his head over and slowly turns it back, muttering, "What a strange display". He shakes his head and exclaims, "Neville, I'll have another glass of mulsum".

The Terrifying Bear makes its way to C Marcius Blythe, with lots of scribbled notes in hand, and carrying two new mugs of mulsum, hoping to strike up a conversation over deposit insurance.

[Untecna]

OOC: And allow me to butcher that name into Siltarian for you.

Ambassador Kyjat: "Eh? Uhzylɛ Zɛtrok? Dnæ muhs lahk ɯj Īnæv? Tuhw næ dah ɠnımān uhīdy."

(Eh? Eliza Cortez? And some call you Vanny? What an odd naming idea.)

Vanny facepalms answering, "Vanessa is my middle name and Vanny is a nickname I have had since I was a kid."

Ambassador Kyjat: "Dnæ çtæþ yw Y tnōd kçæ..."

(And thats why I don't ask...)

He gets another shot of vodka, downs it, then pulls out a display, activates it, sifts through drafts.

[Macadia]

Ambassador Nikola Razowil, barely finding this bar, walks in, looking defeated, carrying with him a briefcase. He keeps his head low.

[Untecna]

Ambassador Nikola Razowil, barely finding this bar, walks in, looking defeated, carrying with him a briefcase. He keeps his head low.

Ambassador Kyjat: "Ay!"

He makes the tone to get Razowil's attention.

"Rah ɯj œht nahw ɯh dām tæþ nahw lœzōpuhrp towuh ītılærom?"

(Are you the one who made the one proposal about morality?)

[Catholic America]

Ambassador Nuncio Carl Malich looks up from his drink in a shady corner of the bar, he shouldnt even be here, but he is anyway. Upon seeing the morality ambassador, he feels upset that the bill failed, and makes a note to attempt something similar in the future.