Story: ---- Once upon a time, in the magical land of Equestria... Climate, cities, all were in upheaval. Millions of ponies crowded into a few Megacities, where roving bands of street savages created violence the justice system could not control. Friendship, law, and order had collapsed. And then, a solution was found. The crumbling might of the Princesses joined forces with the overburdened Royal Guard to create a new elite force; a force with the power to dispense both justice and punishment. They were the police, jury and executioner all in one. They were the Judges. ---- Set in a parallel universe, this RP is set in Megacity 1 (formerly Canterlot/Ponyville). You can choose to be a Judge, fighting crime in the city, or a criminal, and plunge the city further into chaos. Sent from my Nokia 3310 using Tapatalk 2
(rp is not species specific. Anyone and everyone is welcome to join in! More info and character sheets can be found here: http://www.everypony.com/forums/showthread.php?17159-Club-Myst&p=607518#post607518 ) Before you, in a crowded urban sector of the Xerxian Spaceport Cerulean, is a lofty nightclub of slate gray with the words "Club Myst" in bright pink Neon over stylishly carved oaken doors. The interior is filled with the dull roar of chattering and clinking of glass upon ceramic tile bar counters. There is a mixed auroma of alcohol, perfume and sweet Arrakeen Melange fills your nostrils. The lofty ceiling stretches up about twenty feet, and the interior is illuminated with low-hanging traditional Xerxian whale-oil lamps, suspended from the rafters. At the bar stands a cheery character with white hair and blue eyes, polishing a glass by hand and pausing occasionally to chat with a member of the motley assortment of characters at the bar.
*A space bridge opens up outside the bar and a young blonde woman steps out. The blonde is dress in black flat, casual blue slacks and a button down light blue shirt.* So this is the place I'm meeting Lio? *taking a moment to examine the outside she then walks through the door.*
(I'm not familiar with that one, to be honest! Its basically a hangout rp, so I suppose if that one is then yes!) - - Auto Merge - - Ryh looks up from a casual chat with one of his regulars and takes note of the strange woman entering the bar. He motions to her, waving her over to the bar with a bemused smile.
*Grimlock frowned. Hopefully she wasn't getting hit on already.* Lio better not be late.... *Making her way to the bar she checked the building for exits and what she could use for as a weapon.*
(Sure! This is an open rp!) "Welcome, welcome," the young man said cordially, "I am the owner of this establishment; You may call me Ryh! I have not seen you around before, I try to keep a familiarity with my guests and do not recall seeing you before." He lifted a mug, filled it with amber liquid from a nearby tap and slid it to a customer.
(If you read the first post he doesn't bother accepting anyone. Just post and you're in. The sign up is just for reference.) I'm new to this dimension. Just passing through really.Can I get a Pan Galactic Garble Blaster or a Warp Core Breach? If you don't have either or those I'll just take a Sarsaparilla. *Looking around things didn't seem that different than her native reality.*
(Like Lio said, it's an open rp, so you're more than welcome to join!) The young man didn't flinch at the first request, but an amusing smile spread across his lips at the mention of the latter. "Cybertronian eh? We don't get much of your kind around here very often. At least, I hope you're an automaton, that recipe requires diesel fuel," he said with a mirthful chuckle.
*Grimlock frowns. If only she still was.* Different worlds different names for mixed drinks.... What Cybetronian drinks diesel? I'm a bartender myself and I've never had a bot order anything but Engex, Nucleon if they really want to get smashed. Diesel is the equivalent to water for a Cybertronian. Right, never mind, whatever you mean by warp core breach is being watered down. I'm organic, terran. I just have a impossible tolerance for alcohol. It needs to be strong to even mean something to me.
"Ah, apologies," he said with a smile, "I'm afraid I may be growing a bit forgetful in my age. If the beverage you desire differs from my recipe, perhaps it can be adjusted. Tell me what you want in it and I'll adjust it, depending if I have the materials. If not. I'll make certain to order it. It's very rare I come across something I am unfamiliar with." He clicked his teeth in amusement, "This has been a most interesting day in that regard!"
Root slunk in, though she remained at the back. She slowly crept her way to the front, but she didn't drink. She did like being in a nice conversation though.
Ryh regarded the newcomer cautiously, but offered her the same amused smile as his other customers. He was in the process of laying out stationery to take the other woman's order, when he had noticed the felinoid. "Something I can get you miss?"
*Grimlock claps her hands together then place her metal palm on one of the pieces of stationary. It suddenly becomes a recipe card with the recipe for a Warp Core Breach.* It's supposed to be drank by four people but like I said I have a high tolerance. Learning was one of the reasons I ask Lio to choose a bar for us to meet at. I wanted to see what sort of ideas I could get for my Bot's Only Inn.
"Hmm," he said, "So you came to me? I certainly have much experience to offer you. What can I do to help?"
*the former bot was starting to wonder if the barkeep was hard of hearing. She had just said that all she asked for was a bar and that Lioconvoy chose the location. The barkeep had waved her to the bar, her plans had been to just sit and wait for the white lion.* Just a drink please.
"Coming right up," he said, "Apologies, perhaps the music in here is a bit too loud." He flipped open a control box, on the wall behind him, lowering the electronic noise to a muffled roar. He mixed about a dozen liquors into a shaker, threw in ice and closed it. He shook the mixer once for every liquor and blew cold breath on the container to further chill it. He then poured it into the glass and handed it to her. "There," he said.
