The World Assembly Strangers' Bar

[Wadden-Amrum]

"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."

"We enacted Prohibition back in 1927."

[Renewed Imperial Germany]

"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."

"We enacted Prohibition back in 1927."

"Well your country's like..... boring!"

[Wallenburg]

"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"

Gerald shrugged. "Technically it's poison. If I ingest too much, bad shit happens. Doesn't mean I can't enjoy the taste."

[Separatist Peoples]

"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."

Ignoring the weasel, Bell had another sip. "All I know is that this stuff is harmless in the Bar, but considerably less so off the campus. Feel free to rage against Neville all you want, I had nothing to do with Helen drinking anything. Just Erica. Which I am profoundly proud of, as the Bar's Patron Saint of Bad Decisions."

[Wadden-Amrum]

"We enacted Prohibition back in 1927."

"Well your country's like..... boring!"

"Well, we do allow some types of alcohol. Like champagne and wine."

[Herby]

Herby putters away from the commotion and towards the ferret ambassador.

Hey, little dude. Oh, don't worry about me, I don't do that roadkill thing in here, promise. Heh heh. So, uh, what's going on here? Who poisoned who? And what's with all the banners?

[Separatist Peoples]

"Well your country's like..... boring!"

"Well, we do allow some types of alcohol. Like champagne and wine."

"I imagine your black market is booming with moonshine and cheaply made rum. Tidy little market in that."

[Wadden-Amrum]

"Well, we do allow some types of alcohol. Like champagne and wine."

"I imagine your black market is booming with moonshine and cheaply made rum. Tidy little market in that."

"Most gangsters were executed back in the '80s after they tried open warfare against our national forces."

[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."

Ignoring the weasel, Bell had another sip. "All I know is that this stuff is harmless in the Bar, but considerably less so off the campus. Feel free to rage against Neville all you want, I had nothing to do with Helen drinking anything. Just Erica. Which I am profoundly proud of, as the Bar's Patron Saint of Bad Decisions."

Gerald raised an eyebrow, "Why would I speak against Neville? He brews very good whiskey, after all." He took a sip of his drink and smiled. "Ah, not too mild, not too mild at all."

[Separatist Peoples]

"I imagine your black market is booming with moonshine and cheaply made rum. Tidy little market in that."

"Most gangsters were executed back in the '80s after they tried open warfare against our national forces."

"The wonderful thing about crime is that there's never a shortage of people to perpetrate it. Having killed some criminals in the past does not make it impossible for new ones to rebuild an enterprise. With the margins on importing booze, you probably have to consider foreign involvement. Smuggling is quite a historical pastime for Separatists."

Ignoring the weasel, Bell had another sip. "All I know is that this stuff is harmless in the Bar, but considerably less so off the campus. Feel free to rage against Neville all you want, I had nothing to do with Helen drinking anything. Just Erica. Which I am profoundly proud of, as the Bar's Patron Saint of Bad Decisions."

Gerald raised an eyebrow, "Why would I speak against Neville? He brews very good whiskey, after all." He took a sip of his drink and smiled. "Ah, not too mild, not too mild at all."

"He had more to do with harming Helen than I did. Something you were upset by. Glad to see it's all out of your system. It's never fun to beat an emotional man over the head with logic. Well, it is, actually, but that doesn't sound as good in this context."

[Ferret Civilization]

Furettium looked at the car, well, at least he wasn't the only extremely different one in here. Though being incredibly smaller than this ambassador put him on nerve, especially after two of the others had already thrown him out of the building, he'd hate to know what this one could do to him.

So, uh, what's going on here? Who poisoned who? And what's with all the banners?

He wasn't sure if the car could understand him, but he was willing to try, "Okay, I don't know about the banner. Though that ambassador," He pointed at Bell, "Gave that ambassador, and another ambassador very strong alcohol." He pointed to Erika, but without Helen here he didn't have no one to point out.

[Wallenburg]

"I imagine your black market is booming with moonshine and cheaply made rum. Tidy little market in that."

"Most gangsters were executed back in the '80s after they tried open warfare against our national forces."

"That's disgusting and petty, on both parties' part."

He clenched his glass tightly as Ambassador Bell spoke to him, but quickly let go as he heard it cracking between his fingers.

[Herby]

Furettium looked at the car, well, at least he wasn't the only extremely different one in here. Though being incredibly smaller than this ambassador put him on nerve, especially after two of the others had already thrown him out of the building, he'd hate to know what this one could do to him.

So, uh, what's going on here? Who poisoned who? And what's with all the banners?

He wasn't sure if the car could understand him, but he was willing to try, "Okay, I don't know about the banner. Though that ambassador," He pointed at Bell, "Gave that ambassador, and another ambassador very strong alcohol." He pointed to Erika, but without Helen here he didn't have no one to point out.

Oh. Yeah, that's Bell. Word to the wise, don't trust him anywhere near your drink. He's a nice dude, seriously, but he's a real troublemaker sometimes. Oh, sorry, where are my manners, Herby Ambassador #53, though everyone here just calls me Herby. And you are?

[Separatist Peoples]

He clenched his glass tightly as Ambassador Bell spoke to him, but quickly let go as he heard it cracking between his fingers.

"I haven't seen glass crack without shattering like that since I was shot down over the Bigtopian Sea. There's something about having your cockpit disintegrate...you should be careful with that. Wouldn't want to hurt yourself. You should relax. I'd be happy to share my drink," he adds, deadpan.

[Ferret Civilization]

Oh. Yeah, that's Bell. Word to the wise, don't trust him anywhere near your drink. He's a nice dude, seriously, but he's a real troublemaker sometimes. Oh, sorry, where are my manners, Herby Ambassador #53, though everyone here just calls me Herby. And you are?

Furettium nodded, "Okay, thanks for the warning." He looked back at Herby, "I'm Furettium, the first ambassador for my people." He wasn't sure if he should have added the last part, but since Herby did, he did too.

He clenched his glass tightly as Ambassador Bell spoke to him, but quickly let go as he heard it cracking between his fingers.

The noise quickly caught his attention, "Are you doing okay there Gerald?"

[Wadden-Amrum]

"Most gangsters were executed back in the '80s after they tried open warfare against our national forces."

"The wonderful thing about crime is that there's never a shortage of people to perpetrate it. Having killed some criminals in the past does not make it impossible for new ones to rebuild an enterprise. With the margins on importing booze, you probably have to consider foreign involvement. Smuggling is quite a historical pastime for Separatists."

Gerald raised an eyebrow, "Why would I speak against Neville? He brews very good whiskey, after all." He took a sip of his drink and smiled. "Ah, not too mild, not too mild at all."

"He had more to do with harming Helen than I did. Something you were upset by. Glad to see it's all out of your system. It's never fun to beat an emotional man over the head with logic. Well, it is, actually, but that doesn't sound as good in this context."

"If your government is backing this sort of thing up, I will personally kill you the moment I leave this bar when Neville can't intervene."

[Wadden-Amrum]

"Most gangsters were executed back in the '80s after they tried open warfare against our national forces."

"That's disgusting and petty, on both parties' part."

He clenched his glass tightly as Ambassador Bell spoke to him, but quickly let go as he heard it cracking between his fingers.

"How?"

[Socialist Republic of the French People]

"Well," Hugh said, finally speaking up, "alcohol's been banned in my country. We've also nearly destroyed the black market."

[Wadden-Amrum]

Furettium looked at the car, well, at least he wasn't the only extremely different one in here. Though being incredibly smaller than this ambassador put him on nerve, especially after two of the others had already thrown him out of the building, he'd hate to know what this one could do to him.

He wasn't sure if the car could understand him, but he was willing to try, "Okay, I don't know about the banner. Though that ambassador," He pointed at Bell, "Gave that ambassador, and another ambassador very strong alcohol." He pointed to Erika, but without Helen here he didn't have no one to point out.

Oh. Yeah, that's Bell. Word to the wise, don't trust him anywhere near your drink. He's a nice dude, seriously, but he's a real troublemaker sometimes. Oh, sorry, where are my manners, Herby Ambassador #53, though everyone here just calls me Herby. And you are?

"Herby, I've heard your government joined the WACP. Tell them to leave it or I will send you to a nice little scrap metal shop down the road. They make wonderful lamps you know."

[Separatist Peoples]

"The wonderful thing about crime is that there's never a shortage of people to perpetrate it. Having killed some criminals in the past does not make it impossible for new ones to rebuild an enterprise. With the margins on importing booze, you probably have to consider foreign involvement. Smuggling is quite a historical pastime for Separatists."



"He had more to do with harming Helen than I did. Something you were upset by. Glad to see it's all out of your system. It's never fun to beat an emotional man over the head with logic. Well, it is, actually, but that doesn't sound as good in this context."

"If your government is backing this sort of thing up, I will personally kill you the moment I leave this bar when Neville can't intervene."

"Now, that's a slanderous accusation to make, especially when I was just offering an observation. For an ambassador, you are shockingly undiplomatic. Especially considering an assault on me would be read as an assault on the entirety of the C.D.S.P., which would not end well for you. Not when our military is perilously close to the same size as your population. Again, just an observation."

[Wadden-Amrum]

"Well," Hugh said, finally speaking up, "alcohol's been banned in my country. We've also nearly destroyed the black market."

"Ha! You idiotic fascists!"

[Wadden-Amrum]

"If your government is backing this sort of thing up, I will personally kill you the moment I leave this bar when Neville can't intervene."

"Now, that's a slanderous accusation to make, especially when I was just offering an observation. For an ambassador, you are shockingly undiplomatic. Especially considering an assault on me would be read as an assault on the entirety of the C.D.S.P., which would not end well for you. Not when our military is perilously close to the same size as your population. Again, just an observation."

"It would be a terrible pyrrhic victory for you."

[Tinfect]

"...the Bar's Patron Saint of Bad Decisions."

OOC:
Canonized.

IC:
Markhov steps out of the bar, leaving the large pile of torn paper, and half-finished paperwork on a table,

[Separatist Peoples]

"Now, that's a slanderous accusation to make, especially when I was just offering an observation. For an ambassador, you are shockingly undiplomatic. Especially considering an assault on me would be read as an assault on the entirety of the C.D.S.P., which would not end well for you. Not when our military is perilously close to the same size as your population. Again, just an observation."

"It would be a terrible pyrrhic victory for you."

"Would it? Our military budget is a few dozen times your GDP, I'm not so sure it would end as terribly for us as you seem to think. I'm not concerned, and your threats are shockingly ineffective, regardless. Makes for an excellent supplementary report to the C.D.S.P. Foreign Ministry, though."

[Herby]

"I'm Furettium, the first ambassador for my people." He wasn't sure if he should have added the last part, but since Herby did, he did too.

Yeah I figured as much. I'm the first from my nation too but I've been here for quite awhile. Non-voting, though, my nation won't join the WA. Some bullcrap about being oppressed by the elitists who treat cars as their personal slaves. So, Furettium, is it? What's your nation like?