Forums » Fantasy Roleplay » Trixie's Bar (Everyone welcome)

She eyed the wolf, almost softly, but with a glare. She blinked, Topaz-blue eyes sharp as ever.

"WHUTCHU L00K1N 4T?!?!?!?" He yells.

She didn't even flinch or startled when he yelled. She blinked and tilted her head. "So loud."

Turns to the large crash inside the bar with a start, as her fur bristles out, then sighs and shakes her head with a grumble. “Bars are always so loud, curse my nose for following the scent of food.”

"god, someone kill me more than this guy, please so i don't have to hear him-"

"0?!!??1 4N0TH3R W4LF?!?!?" He says, turning to Adelle.

"GR33T1NGS!!11!! 1T 1S 1!!! TH3 GRRRR34T BL00DF4NG, 4LPH4 0F TH3 R3D C04TS!!! 1 4DV1S3 Y0U J01N US, F0R TH3 P0W3R!!!!!!111111111!!!!!!!!"

Tch, You again?

"1 W1LL N3V3R 4B4ND0N MY M1SS10N!!!!!11!!!"

Frowns as she looks at the other wolf with a tilt to her head, “I.. are you trying to communicate? Your language is foreign to me.” She sits back down as curiosity draws from her violet eyes.

"1 SP34K TH3 L4NG 0F TH3 3LITE!!! 1 US3 1T T0 PR0V3 T0 0TH3RS MY P0W3R 4ND SUP3R10R1TY!!!!" He says as he stands tall and proud on his four legs.

Natasha moves about the bar, clearing tables and washing up the place. Smiling as the bar was experiencing another lively time.”Never a dull moment here.”

The black wolf shakes her head “I am sorry, that language is lost on me. How far our forests must be.”She mumbles at the end.

He sighs. "F1n3... 1 w1ll h4v3 t0 dr0p my l33t..."

"IIIIIII am ASKIIIING YOOOOUUUUU t0- D4MM1T!"

"0n3 s3c0nd... IIIIIIIIIIII am 4SK- GAAAAHHHH-"

The black wolf has a peculiar expression on her wolf features, with amusement as the wolf tries to communicate. Her ear tips to the side and then looks around with concern on whether she should stay or go. “Yeah, uhm, I think I should go. Don’t strain yourself too hard.’ She gets up and starts to turn around.

... Should We throw him out?

"I AM ASKING YOU TO JOIN MY PACK!" He manages to yell out, the force of it lifting him in the air slightly. (or perhaps it's just him being dramatic)

She shakes her head, “So that’s what you’re trying to say, and I am a lone wolf. I have no pack, nor wish to join one. I am Luna to myself, only. “ Then yawns wide, glancing around the rest of the place. It was strange to be indoors.

A Sand crawler was sitting on a wooden chair, silent. His black skin seemed to stand out from everyone's white skin. Raphael was Egyptian, somewhat who didn't belong. He had a black cloak on, and a small black snake--harmless--around his neck, laying there.

"We will provide food, rest, and P0W3R 0NC3 W3 T4K3 0V3R TH3 GR34TW00DS!!!!11!!!"

The Sand Crawler blinked his dark golden eyes then put his mask on, a black mask that covered his whole face. He just sat there, fully cloaked and masked.