Five glanced at Thorian, and then he waved, sort of, as much as he could with his hands full at the moment. "How's your day?"
Suddenly, he teleported, and sat on one of the seats.
He gently set his beautiful wifemannequin on a seat beside him and then put the margarita on the table, occasionally playing with the tiny paper umbrella inside it.
He gently set his beautiful wife
"Pretty good, surprisingly." He replied, despite his sudden teleport from one place to another in the bar. "My brother is a idiot though, but no fixing that." He snickered.
Theo wanders over to Thorian. "I overheard you mention something about 'Hero for Hire'. What's that about?"
Gregory ran into the bar, seeming to be running from something.
Not scared, but more annoyed than anything. "I don't want your stupid maaaaap!" He shouted to whatever was chasing him.
Not scared, but more annoyed than anything. "I don't want your stupid maaaaap!" He shouted to whatever was chasing him.
Mapbot wheeled in, holding out a map of the pizzaplex, "Please take a map. Take the map."
Gregory hopped over the counter and dived behind it, trying to hide from Mapbot. "Ugh I hate that thing." He mumbled.
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Theo wanders over to Thorian. "I overheard you mention something about 'Hero for Hire'. What's that about?"
She looked up at Theo, "A Hero for Hire basically works for money for people who need something. Things like rescuing a loved one or protecting a valuable asset. It could even involve saving the world."
"I see." Theo raises his armour's gauntlet and blasts the Mapbot with a repulsor. "You're welcome, kid."
Gregory poked his head up from behind the counter, "Ugh, thank you." He crawled over the counter, almost falling off the side of it when he did.
He sat on one of the bar-stools and then crossed his arms. "If it's not killer animatronic robots, it's annoying bots that is persistent that you take a map." He rolled his eyes.
Gregory looked at his FazWatch and then hopped down off the stool, "I only have a few minutes to be here, so I'll just take a soda." He looked at the person running the counter.
Gregory looked at his FazWatch and then hopped down off the stool, "I only have a few minutes to be here, so I'll just take a soda." He looked at the person running the counter.
Elite was grateful for what Theo did as she poured Gregory a soda, "Here you go." She offered a smile, "By the way, I beat you're high score in space invaders."
He grabbed the soda and got ready to drink it, but paused, "What? You did?!" He seemed surprised.
"No fair! I'll just have to beat that new score next time I come back here." He smirked mischievously, then sipped his soda.
"No fair! I'll just have to beat that new score next time I come back here." He smirked mischievously, then sipped his soda.
Emily winked, "Actually, I was just kidding." Ah, she was just messing with him as she laughed, "I almost beat it, though. I came in second."
Gregory snickered, "Oh very funny." He said in a 'you little sh**' tone of voice. "Still gonna have to beat my own score though. So you don't 'almost' beat it."
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