The World Assembly Strangers' Bar

[Wadden-Amrum]

"Which means an unknown one just entered. Keep your eyes peeled. Those damn fools from Bitley is just going to keep it up."

OOC: Interestingly it coincides with the founding of WACP and the new WA member there, and err those Bitely "elite" ads and WACP ads that I have reported to the mods.

IC: Ambassador Olafsen took a seat, and gestured to Neville to get him a glass of water. Not a fan of liquor himself, he wasn't a fan of the lack of light. Taking his drink and moving over to a window at the side of the Bar, he thought he'd get some peace. But not for long - a big banner just rolled off the top of the building and blocked out all-oh the lights- signs of the outside world with its black and white lettering - causing Ambassador Olafsen to jump out of his seat.

Neville ran out and saw that someone had decidedly blacken out the Headquarters and the Bar's windows with humongous banners, and suddenly understood who had such a vengeance.

As Neville came back in, Olafsen enchanted in a soliloquy, said: "Gosh - is this what Alethea has to go through EVERY SINGLE DAY?"

Neville nodded his head as he walked past him.

OOC:
What the...

[Wrapper]

(Ari, Ahume and Arya enter the bar. Ari sighs and shakes his head when he spies all the new banners.)

Unreal. Just... un... real... that we didn't think of this first.

Ahume, grab some crayons and a few napkins, you and Arya work on the design while I try out some trite slogans. Oh, Arya, tell Neville we need some Adrena-Lime. At least three doses each, it's going to be a long day.

[Wallenburg]

Soon after Gerald found Representative Trevanyika lying on the floor, she was diagnosed with wood alcohol poisoning and sent back to Wallenburg for treatment. She has lost much weight as her body struggles to overcome the toxins in her blood, but she is expected to make a full recovery.

Gerald walks into the bar, wearing Helen's insignia and serving as acting Representative. He observes the banners covering the windows and asks, "What are those?"

[Ferret Civilization]

Inspired by the behavior, Bell grasps Ambassador Key, winds up, pirouettes, and uses the momentum to toss him right out the window. Calling after him, "How do you like it, bub?", Bell settles himself back at the bar next to Helen and the Ferret.

"Ah yes, Ambassador...uh...Ferret. I really don't remember your name. There's something about being defenestrated that puts people's names right out of my head for some reason. But of course I can understand you. We have Universal Translators here. The other ambassadors must have missed the memo. Or are toying with you. That's a distinct possibility. Once, I spent three weeks dosing one delegations drinks with laxatives, and kept raising the toll on for office/restroom. When their Foreign Ministry showed up to audit them, I denied the whole thing, of course. That was followed by an immediate reassignment of the ambassador to Breen. Do you know how cold it is there? Nightmarishly so."

With the ambassador that kept removing him from the bar gone Furettium felt a little better, "Thanks." Though realizing that he was understood he looked at him, "Really, well I guess not everyone has those then. I know I haven't gotten one yet."

Gerald tenses up. "Wait...universal translators. Am I out of a job?"

"I would hope not. You seem to be a lot more than just a translator."

OOC: Playing catch up here
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After all the fun in the bar last time he went Furettium decided to push his luck and go back again. This time not from being defenestrated, he was kind of happy to see Gerald again as he walked in behind him, this time fully dried off. Though he was just as confused by the blocked window, guess it was just another crazy thing people do around here.

[Frustrated Franciscans]

"The security council is so pathetic they are now trying to condemn the entire World Assembly! Someone has to take action!"

Friar Cadfail, who is standing right next to a very comfortable single seat recliner, made of the finest leather, turns and says, "Yes, it's so silly. Why waste time stating the obvious? Sometimes the best action is no action at all."

Friar Cadfail looks around the room. "Now who is going to be the first to suffer the comfy chair? Don't be spineless cowards!"

[Renewed Imperial Germany]

Erika finally woke up on the floor.
"Huhhhhh..... what happened? Why am I covered and alcohol and half naked???"

[Tinfect]

Markhov, noticing that his source of light was suddenly non-existent, looks to the windows,
"For all the- What? What does that say, can anyone see it clearly?"

[Wadden-Amrum]

Inspired by the behavior, Bell grasps Ambassador Key, winds up, pirouettes, and uses the momentum to toss him right out the window. Calling after him, "How do you like it, bub?", Bell settles himself back at the bar next to Helen and the Ferret.

"Ah yes, Ambassador...uh...Ferret. I really don't remember your name. There's something about being defenestrated that puts people's names right out of my head for some reason. But of course I can understand you. We have Universal Translators here. The other ambassadors must have missed the memo. Or are toying with you. That's a distinct possibility. Once, I spent three weeks dosing one delegations drinks with laxatives, and kept raising the toll on for office/restroom. When their Foreign Ministry showed up to audit them, I denied the whole thing, of course. That was followed by an immediate reassignment of the ambassador to Breen. Do you know how cold it is there? Nightmarishly so."

With the ambassador that kept removing him from the bar gone Furettium felt a little better, "Thanks." Though realizing that he was understood he looked at him, "Really, well I guess not everyone has those then. I know I haven't gotten one yet."

Gerald tenses up. "Wait...universal translators. Am I out of a job?"

"I would hope not. You seem to be a lot more than just a translator."

OOC: Playing catch up here
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After all the fun in the bar last time he went Furettium decided to push his luck and go back again. This time not from being defenestrated, he was kind of happy to see Gerald again as he walked in behind him, this time fully dried off. Though he was just as confused by the blocked window, guess it was just another crazy thing people do around here.

*Furettium gets thrown out of the window again. Fortunately for him however, the sign blocks him from falling out and he bounces back onto the floor*

[Wadden-Amrum]

Markhov, noticing that his source of light was suddenly non-existent, looks to the windows,
"For all the- What? What does that say, can anyone see it clearly?"

"Join the World Assembly Conservative Party?"

[Imperium Anglorum]

Markhov, noticing that his source of light was suddenly non-existent, looks to the windows,
"For all the- What? What does that say, can anyone see it clearly?"

"Join the World Assembly Conservative Party?"

Parsons: People keep talking about these adverts they are putting in the World Assembly periodical. Unfortunately, I subscribed to Postmaster, so I never saw them (and, since our Safari blocks them, Plus,) never would have seen them in the first place.

[Wadden-Amrum]

"Join the World Assembly Conservative Party?"

Parsons: People keep talking about these adverts they are putting in the World Assembly periodical. Unfortunately, I subscribed to Postmaster, so I never saw them (and, since our Safari blocks them, Plus,) never would have seen them in the first place.

"Those Taboneoftwo and Bitely missions must have paid a hefty sum to have the advertisements put up..."

[Wallenburg]

Gerald brings up his fist and sends it through the boarded window. The wood splinters and breaks away, falling to the grass below. Sunlight floods in, revealing a half-naked Erika barely conscious and swimming in alcohol. Gerald just shakes his head and sits next to Ambassaor Bell.

[Ferret Civilization]

*Furettium gets thrown out of the window again. Fortunately for him however, the sign blocks him from falling out and he bounces back onto the floor*

"Will you please stop doing that!" Furettium shouted as he hit the floor. Luckily Gerald broke the board after he was thrown against it. With everything recovering from the craziness, he decided to just join Gerald, since he felt safer around him with the aggressiveness of the others. "Hey Gerald, how's Helen doing?"

[Wrapper]

"Those Taboneoftwo and Bitely missions must have paid a hefty sum to have the advertisements put up..."

Wait, wait... hefty sum? As in, paid, like, money?

(Ari looks over at Neville -- is that a new vest he's wearing? And did his teeth always glisten like that? -- then looks down at their paltry attempts at pro-Wrapper slogans. He pulls a napkin out from under Ahume's crayon, and crumples it in a bunch with the other napkins. There's no budget for this, what were we thinking?)

Never mind this nonsense, it'll never work. Let's go get lunch.

[Wallenburg]

*Furettium gets thrown out of the window again. Fortunately for him however, the sign blocks him from falling out and he bounces back onto the floor*

"Will you please stop doing that!" Furettium shouted as he hit the floor. Luckily Gerald broke the board after he was thrown against it. With everything recovering from the craziness, he decided to just join Gerald, since he felt safer around him with the aggressiveness of the others. "Hey Gerald, how's Helen doing?"

"Terrible," said Gerald. "Her species isn't built to handle that kind of alcohol, and she isn't much of a drinker even by those standards. She'll probably be in hospital for a couple weeks."

[Ferret Civilization]

"Terrible," said Gerald. "Her species isn't built to handle that kind of alcohol, and she isn't much of a drinker even by those standards. She'll probably be in hospital for a couple weeks."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. I wish her the best." Furettium looked at Gerald.

Wearing Helen's insignia and serving as acting Representative.

"So I guess that means you're taking over for her?"

[Wallenburg]

"Terrible," said Gerald. "Her species isn't built to handle that kind of alcohol, and she isn't much of a drinker even by those standards. She'll probably be in hospital for a couple weeks."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. I wish her the best." Furettium looked at Gerald.

Wearing Helen's insignia and serving as acting Representative.

"So I guess that means you're taking over for her?"

"For now," he said. He noticed that he had been glaring at Ambassador Bell and looked away. "Yes, Helen will come back when she has recovered."

[Herby]

Herby rolls in and:

Erika finally woke up on the floor.
"Huhhhhh..... what happened? Why am I covered and alcohol and half naked???"

Ooh... Hey, baby, you're speaking my language. Sprechen sie Volkswag...en?

Herby stalls for just a moment while an uncanny, uncomfortable feeling of deja vu comes over him.

[Separatist Peoples]

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. I wish her the best." Furettium looked at Gerald.



"So I guess that means you're taking over for her?"

"For now," he said. He noticed that he had been glaring at Ambassador Bell and looked away. "Yes, Helen will come back when she has recovered."

"Don't look at me," he says, topping off his glass of methanol...again. "I didn't offer it to her, I offered it to Erica. And I don't see the problem here. The Weapons Nullifiers work agains poison, so this stuff isn't dangerous, even for a low tolerance liver. Probably. Mine will probably outlive me, so I don't know."

[Renewed Imperial Germany]

Erika, previously having gathered her clothes and left, returned to the bar wearing a trashy party dress and covered in glitter.

[Ferret Civilization]

"For now," he said. He noticed that he had been glaring at Ambassador Bell and looked away. "Yes, Helen will come back when she has recovered."

"Well, that's good to hear." Furettium nodded, "It would be a shame to lose someone like that."

Erika, previously having gathered her clothes and left, returned to the bar wearing a trashy party dress and covered in glitter.

He looked at Erika, not sure what the purpose of the outfit was but took a guess at it from recent events. "Well it looks like she's ready for another day of crazy events." He smiled and did a curt wave hello, not sure if everyone was using the translator now or if just a few had them. Doing his best to blow off Bell as nicely as possible, last thing he needed was liver failure himself.

[Wallenburg]

"For now," he said. He noticed that he had been glaring at Ambassador Bell and looked away. "Yes, Helen will come back when she has recovered."

"Don't look at me," he says, topping off his glass of methanol...again. "I didn't offer it to her, I offered it to Erica. And I don't see the problem here. The Weapons Nullifiers work agains poison, so this stuff isn't dangerous, even for a low tolerance liver. Probably. Mine will probably outlive me, so I don't know."

"All alcohol is poison. I doubt the nullifier is turning our drinks into synthehol." Gerald called to Neville for a whiskey and continued, "I had a mind to throttle you for letting her drink that disgusting liquid. But she begged me not to, and I supposed it wouldn't do much good to act against her wishes."

[Renewed Imperial Germany]

"Don't look at me," he says, topping off his glass of methanol...again. "I didn't offer it to her, I offered it to Erica. And I don't see the problem here. The Weapons Nullifiers work agains poison, so this stuff isn't dangerous, even for a low tolerance liver. Probably. Mine will probably outlive me, so I don't know."

"All alcohol is poison. I doubt the nullifier is turning our drinks into synthehol." Gerald called to Neville for a whiskey and continued, "I had a mind to throttle you for letting her drink that disgusting liquid. But she begged me not to, and I supposed it wouldn't do much good to act against her wishes."

"Pfffft.... alcohol?! POISON?! Whats WRONG with you?! Don't you like having FUN?!?!"

[Wallenburg]

"All alcohol is poison. I doubt the nullifier is turning our drinks into synthehol." Gerald called to Neville for a whiskey and continued, "I had a mind to throttle you for letting her drink that disgusting liquid. But she begged me not to, and I supposed it wouldn't do much good to act against her wishes."

"Pfffft.... alcohol?! POISON?! Whats WRONG with you?! Don't you like having FUN?!?!"

"You seem to think I don't drink alcohol. I do. See, there's Neville with my whiskey."

[Renewed Imperial Germany]

"Pfffft.... alcohol?! POISON?! Whats WRONG with you?! Don't you like having FUN?!?!"

"You seem to think I don't drink alcohol. I do. See, there's Neville with my whiskey."

"You just said "all alcohol is poison....." like... what the fuck? You say its poison then you like.... drink it. You confuse me"