Mathius Kothinto wrote:
He went to the carafe and poured a mug of coffee after retrieving a cookie from the dessert cooler.
"Enjoy!"
"Enjoy!"
Azumi entered the bar for what felt like a month since her last visit. This time, she opted to order something for lunch.
"Mathius!" Azumi smiled and placed her payment on the counter "One Inarizushi, please! Also, I desire to be put in the papoose again!"
He went and made her a plate of her inarizushi right after picking her up and placing her comfortably in her papoose and fed her.
Medea yawned, stretching his back, before standing up, and walking to the counter "Mathius, wanna drink with me for a bit?"
Fake Peppino would then walk in, holding a newspaper. He seems pretty chill. "Hey guys, have you guys heard?"
"Heard what?" She'd ask
Fake Peppino wrote:
Fake Peppino would then walk in, holding a newspaper. He seems pretty chill. "Hey guys, have you guys heard?"
"I'm sure everybody's heard about it, right?" Azumi smiled in a smug manner "I have a Helldivers Cosplay!"
She surrounded herself in a cloud of smoke which dissipated to show a gremlin wearing Helldiver Armor with two white canine ears sticking out.
"Remember, everyday is a good day to die for democracy!" Azumi giggled
Azumi Hemmberg wrote:
Fake Peppino wrote:
Fake Peppino would then walk in, holding a newspaper. He seems pretty chill. "Hey guys, have you guys heard?"
"I'm sure everybody's heard about it, right?" Azumi smiled in a smug manner "I have a Helldivers Cosplay!"
She surrounded herself in a cloud of smoke which dissipated to show a gremlin wearing Helldiver Armor with two white canine ears sticking out.
"Remember, everyday is a good day to die for democracy!" Azumi giggled
Kiyohime entered the room wearing a helldiver helmet. She still wore her usual kimono.
"Anchin-sama would love to see me blast a bug into bits!" She smirked
Silvera wrote:
"Mathius, may I get a large tbone steak"
"How would you like it?"
Fake Peppino would then open the newspaper. "It says on the newspaper that Peppino managed to outrun Pizza Face in a gutter of dead Pillar Johns." Fake Peppino said to the others.
For a moment, the bar grew cold when two boys entered it, then it slowly warmed back up to normal.
Richard was hugging Edward's leg as he walked, making Edward have a hard time actually walking. "Richard, please-" He sighed loudly.
Richard only replied with a giggle.
Richard was hugging Edward's leg as he walked, making Edward have a hard time actually walking. "Richard, please-" He sighed loudly.
Richard only replied with a giggle.
Silvera wrote:
"Medium rare"
He tucked off into the kitchen in order to start cooking her steak..
Edward approached the counter, pulling Richard off his leg and setting him in a stool beside him. "What is there to dine on here?"
"Preferably something on the sweet side, for Richard." He glanced over at his little brother, who was smiling the entire time.
"Preferably something on the sweet side, for Richard." He glanced over at his little brother, who was smiling the entire time.
"There are menus on the tables. Order what you want.
Edward glanced at the menus and picked them up.
"Such an odd handwriting." He said, reading the font that was clearly done digitally, which he did not understand. "It's so.. perfect." He squinted his eyes at it.
Richard grabbed the silver, service bell on the counter and began ringing it a bunch of times while waiting for his brother.
"I suppose I'll dine on.. this." He pointed at some kind of lemon cake with cream on top.
He showed the menu to Richard, and Richard agreed on it too. "And so will Richard." Edward replied, putting the menu down.
"Such an odd handwriting." He said, reading the font that was clearly done digitally, which he did not understand. "It's so.. perfect." He squinted his eyes at it.
Richard grabbed the silver, service bell on the counter and began ringing it a bunch of times while waiting for his brother.
"I suppose I'll dine on.. this." He pointed at some kind of lemon cake with cream on top.
He showed the menu to Richard, and Richard agreed on it too. "And so will Richard." Edward replied, putting the menu down.
He walked off to the desert cooler and returned with two slices of lemon cake
"This was made by my son"
"This was made by my son"
Sits down in a booth. Listening to music as she plays games on her tablet.
Edward nodded as a thank you to Mathius. "I appreciate your service."
Richard grabbed one slice, absolutely excited to try one.
"How much does this cost?" Edward asked, pulling out a dark green bag from his belt.
Richard grabbed one slice, absolutely excited to try one.
"How much does this cost?" Edward asked, pulling out a dark green bag from his belt.
You are on: Forums » Fantasy Roleplay » Trixie's Bar (Everyone welcome)
Moderators: Mina, Keke, Cass, Dragonfire, Ilmarinen