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A pearlescent King Cobra slithered into the bar. Dressed in a dress, a white veil, and yellow eyes, she observed her surroundings.
Though not used to crowded places, she thought she would have a drink, observe everyone, and leave.
She slithers up to the bartender, ordered a drink, and waited. Her long body was wrapped against the stool, a bit of her tail slumping onto the floor. The snake was at least 10 metres in length.
So far, she wasn’t bothered yet, which she was glad about.
“…maybe this place isn’t so bad…” she mumbled to herself softly.
…or at least that’s what she thought.
(OOC: ignore my ugly ass drawing on the pfp 😭)
Though not used to crowded places, she thought she would have a drink, observe everyone, and leave.
She slithers up to the bartender, ordered a drink, and waited. Her long body was wrapped against the stool, a bit of her tail slumping onto the floor. The snake was at least 10 metres in length.
So far, she wasn’t bothered yet, which she was glad about.
“…maybe this place isn’t so bad…” she mumbled to herself softly.
…or at least that’s what she thought.
(OOC: ignore my ugly ass drawing on the pfp 😭)
And Jeff is randomly dressed as Freddie Mercury for some reason. He's also playing a tiny piano and singing "Bohemian Rhapsody".
“…” Cynthia blinked at the… somehow walking shark miraculously playing piano and dressed up as Freddie Mercury.
“…I’m I already drunk, or is that an actual walking shark—“
She turns to the bar, and realized her drink wasn’t even ready.
She pauses, before turning her head back to the shark playing piano.
“…it really is a shark.”
…
“…I like their singing voice.”
“…I’m I already drunk, or is that an actual walking shark—“
She turns to the bar, and realized her drink wasn’t even ready.
She pauses, before turning her head back to the shark playing piano.
“…it really is a shark.”
…
“…I like their singing voice.”
"Oh that's just Jeff. He's a land shark."
Cynthia paused at the voice. She turns her head to the owner of the voice, confused.
“…Jeff? Really? That’s the best name someone could think of?”
Her drink finally came, and her tail lifted from the ground, wrapped around it, and sloshed the alcohol around in the cup.
“…Jeff? Really? That’s the best name someone could think of?”
Her drink finally came, and her tail lifted from the ground, wrapped around it, and sloshed the alcohol around in the cup.
"Jeff is pretty normal around here. He's one of the three mascots, although I don't think I will see one of them ever again"
He stepped out of the kitchen
He stepped out of the kitchen
“…and seeing a walking and singing shark normal around these parts…?”
The snake shook her head. “Now I’ve seen everything… and I thought I was crazy for talking to marine life…”
She sighs, then laps up the drink slowly with her tongue.
“…I’ve tasted better.”
The snake shook her head. “Now I’ve seen everything… and I thought I was crazy for talking to marine life…”
She sighs, then laps up the drink slowly with her tongue.
“…I’ve tasted better.”
*Walks in silently*
"Mrrr."
"No disrespect intended, but you're a talking snake.....and Jeff's teammates are here"
He pointed out Andrew, Agent Anti-Venom, and Theo
He pointed out Andrew, Agent Anti-Venom, and Theo
He was happily munching on a cheeseburger "Great food as always, Mathius!"
He made Cynthia an Old Fashioned "try this instead. We age our whiskey here for 4 years in hickory barrels"
He ordered a roast beef and cheddar jack sub and a fish dinner for Jeff. He also ordered a frozen lemonade for Andrew and Theo, and a vanilla milkshake for Jeff.
"Sorry for the big order, Mathius"
"Sorry for the big order, Mathius"
His son Luke ran in before Dr. Swordson "Mr. Drael! Mr. Mathius! Fumizuki! I'm going to the 3rd grade!"
Mathius Kothinto wrote:
He made Cynthia an Old Fashioned "try this instead. We age our whiskey here for 4 years in hickory barrels"
Cynthia gulps the whiskey.
“…not bad.”
She then glances at Jeff’s teammates. “And you two are… large. Large liquid. Okay.”
"Large? This is cutting edge armor." Theo mutters something under his breath that wouldn't be repeatable in a polite setting.
“Yeah. Same thing. Large.” The snake sighs, taking a look around. “…other than the talking shark, this is less crazier than I expected.”
“…the armour looks a bit tacky…” She mutters to herself.
“…the armour looks a bit tacky…” She mutters to herself.
"I will turn you into a wallet....."
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