-this occurs as John sings "Working Class Hero" (page 4)-
*Seeing as his attempts at conversation with the human was somewhat fruitless due to a combination of the man's depression, willingness to sing and his flirting with the lady sitting across from him, Benkarius decides to sneak a ear in on the conversation between Flege and the man calling himself a Gamemaster, which sounds suspiciously close to a Grandmaster...*
(Another human, huh? Alternate realities? Some heavy stuff going down here...)
*Suddenly, Ben is pulled away by the scruff of his neck and dragged aside into an unoccupied corner of a bar, out of earshot of most, if not all of the patrons. Thrown forcefully into a chair, Ben suppresses a cry of dismay when he sees this identity of this mysterious figure.*
"L-L...Kommissar..."
*A red echidna female, clothed almost completely in leather garments, her tousled hair braided with bands of metal, sits across from Ben wearing only a displeased frown and a piercing magenta stare.*
"Speak, Legionnaire. I'd love to hear your excuse for sneaking off without an escort, preferably one of higher rank than yourself."
"I...um..."
"I'm growing impatient, Benkarius. This is the-" *she pauses a bit, perhaps to further unnerve the legionnaire* ...FIFTH time you were caught sneaking around without reason. Now, we usually don't take notice of such...activities as long as a member of the Dark Legion, such as yourself, is stringent in his duties and loyal to the grandmaster's wishes. You should feel honored that I, next in line for grandmaster, was assigned to keep track of a possible traitor..."
(A traitor!? N-no...I wouldn't...)
"I'm waiting for an answer, Legionnaire. Otherwise..."
"A-actually, I do have something..." (Boy, I'm really grasping here!)
*The Kommissar, clearing losing her patience, reaches across the table, grabs the nervous echinda by the shirt, and brandishes her whip, hardly used except as a reminder of things Ben did not want to think about.*
"Out with it! Now!"
*Ben points towards the gamemaster, sputtering out what little he found out. An intrigued grin plays across the Kommissar's face, relieving the tension somewhat."
"Hmm... Why didn't you tell me this before? It would have saved you a lot of trouble with both me and the grandmaster. This man, is he really that important? Worth investigating?"
"I-"
"Don't answer that. This will prove your loyalty to us. Continue what you were doing before, and report on your findings."
"W-what?"
*releasing her death grip and letting Ben fall back onto his chair, she adds, with a hint of malice* "We'll be, or rather I'll be watching your progress from here. Don't do anything we wouldn't do, Benkarius, spy for the Legion..."
"...*gulp*. Y-yes, Kommissar, understood..."
*Ben leaves the corner table and resumes his position near the gamemaster and Flege, noting the vacant spot that the lady coyote was sitting at.* (Hopefully John didn't say anything stupid. He seems like a likable kind of guy, but a little too nosy about other people's business. It could get him in trouble someday.)
*sip*
(Oh, why am I thinking of that now! Lien-da is watching me! This is the worst thing that could possibly happen in the history of bad things happening! Hopefully I can get out of this situation without too much harm...)
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The SatAM Bar and Grill
Started by chief, Mar 12 2008 03:43 AM
87 replies to this topic
#82
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Posted 19 March 2008 - 09:42 AM
*A small ripple in the air indicates the distortion of spacetime as the quantum anomoly that will resolve itself into either a maniac half-kitsune or an aged hawk approaches the bar. KW finaly decides that mobius dosn't need any 12th level bards and reality returns to "normal".*
Great Will of the Macrocosm: "The role of Kefke_Wren will be played by Hunter Hawke."
*Hunter walks into the bar at a stately limp, resting heavily on an old cherrywood cane. He approaches the bar and sets down an indeterminate ammount of currency with an audible thud.*
"Meteor extra dry, double shot of coffee, and a slice of Kerrygold Dubliner on the biggest slab of black rye you can carve, if you please."
Great Will of the Macrocosm: "The role of Kefke_Wren will be played by Hunter Hawke."
*Hunter walks into the bar at a stately limp, resting heavily on an old cherrywood cane. He approaches the bar and sets down an indeterminate ammount of currency with an audible thud.*
"Meteor extra dry, double shot of coffee, and a slice of Kerrygold Dubliner on the biggest slab of black rye you can carve, if you please."
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Posted 20 March 2008 - 08:52 AM
Velvet, occupied with encouraging her brother to eat and sober himself up, didn't notice the distinguished-looking bird at the bar at first. But, as she looked around as an alternative to watching her still-drunken brother munching indelicately at a chunk of meat, she spotted him.
She had a feeling she'd seen him before. She tilted her head, as if that would help bring back the memory. She hadn't actually met him, she didn't think. Brown primaries damaged from warcraft, that pained leg, the taste for Kerrygold Dubliner - an aquired taste, and an expensive one. The pitted beak.
Then she had it - Hunter Hawke! Well, this really was something. What was such a famous individual doing here, of all places? Not that the SatAM Bar n' Grill was rough, but it wasn't the most high-class of places either.
She looked around - there! A low table with three comfortable, worn old armchairs in a warm corner of the bar. She got up and bullied her brother in its direction. He sluggishly followed.
"Mr. Hawke! Would you care to join me and my brother for a while?" she asked in what she hoped was a charming tone.
Ah, the stories this tiercel must know! It would be well worth ordering a brandy on ice for.
She had a feeling she'd seen him before. She tilted her head, as if that would help bring back the memory. She hadn't actually met him, she didn't think. Brown primaries damaged from warcraft, that pained leg, the taste for Kerrygold Dubliner - an aquired taste, and an expensive one. The pitted beak.
Then she had it - Hunter Hawke! Well, this really was something. What was such a famous individual doing here, of all places? Not that the SatAM Bar n' Grill was rough, but it wasn't the most high-class of places either.
She looked around - there! A low table with three comfortable, worn old armchairs in a warm corner of the bar. She got up and bullied her brother in its direction. He sluggishly followed.
"Mr. Hawke! Would you care to join me and my brother for a while?" she asked in what she hoped was a charming tone.
Ah, the stories this tiercel must know! It would be well worth ordering a brandy on ice for.
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#84
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Posted 21 March 2008 - 11:02 PM
"Great, I guess that blond guy has decided to stop talking. Time to take a break!"
*Unfortunately, he catches Lien-Da glaring at him, then pointing towards Velvet and the old bird*
"*sigh* Ok, then..."
*Finding an empty stool, he scoots it over to an inconspicuous area near the low table with a set of worn armchairs*
"Time to put my listening skills to the test..."
(Heh, listening skills? What listening skills? As long as I look like I'm doing something and faking a report, I can keep the Kommissar from using me as cannon fodder. Man, sometimes you are brilliant, Ben!)
*sip*
*Unfortunately, he catches Lien-Da glaring at him, then pointing towards Velvet and the old bird*
"*sigh* Ok, then..."
*Finding an empty stool, he scoots it over to an inconspicuous area near the low table with a set of worn armchairs*
"Time to put my listening skills to the test..."
(Heh, listening skills? What listening skills? As long as I look like I'm doing something and faking a report, I can keep the Kommissar from using me as cannon fodder. Man, sometimes you are brilliant, Ben!)
*sip*
#85
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Posted 22 March 2008 - 05:54 AM
(OOC: Sorry...forgot to post! Web access has been goofy.)
"I have, actually. You wouldn't believe what I've seen out there. There's even a reality based on NetRaptor's own message board where I met this meerkat named Nyperold..."
"I have, actually. You wouldn't believe what I've seen out there. There's even a reality based on NetRaptor's own message board where I met this meerkat named Nyperold..."
#86
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Posted 26 March 2008 - 08:05 AM
(Woah! Woa-ho!!! Wha'd I miss? = D)
*John ignored everyones obvious obsession to hunter..He was uninterested....he was more intrested in what he heard in the back room! (John is very good at hearing things from far away) ..."Report on your findings..." "Spy for the Legion.."....He was also concerned about the sounds of choking and struggling he heard....He already saw the Important looking female echidna who was glaring at him with such bad intentions...was Ben alright? John didn't know...but He was going to find out...he walked over casually to Ben at The Table...*
John: *Leans over, whispering in his ear* I TOLD ya to be carefull, ya bloody Idiot!...*Fakes a Russian Accent* "YES comrade-Kommissar! For 'De Mother-legion!!!"...Pal, I beg ya, I plead ya! RUN NOW..don't do this! They'll kill you anyhow....GET OUT! = /
*john then walks back to his table, Eying Ben with a sad look on his face...He knew that if he got involved too much, bad stuff was gonna go down and quick..but He couldn't help it...he looked on in fear and uncertanty...He HOPED The girl hadn't noticed him!*
*John ignored everyones obvious obsession to hunter..He was uninterested....he was more intrested in what he heard in the back room! (John is very good at hearing things from far away) ..."Report on your findings..." "Spy for the Legion.."....He was also concerned about the sounds of choking and struggling he heard....He already saw the Important looking female echidna who was glaring at him with such bad intentions...was Ben alright? John didn't know...but He was going to find out...he walked over casually to Ben at The Table...*
John: *Leans over, whispering in his ear* I TOLD ya to be carefull, ya bloody Idiot!...*Fakes a Russian Accent* "YES comrade-Kommissar! For 'De Mother-legion!!!"...Pal, I beg ya, I plead ya! RUN NOW..don't do this! They'll kill you anyhow....GET OUT! = /
*john then walks back to his table, Eying Ben with a sad look on his face...He knew that if he got involved too much, bad stuff was gonna go down and quick..but He couldn't help it...he looked on in fear and uncertanty...He HOPED The girl hadn't noticed him!*
#87
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Posted 26 March 2008 - 08:26 AM
Velvet leaned back in the armchair, waiting for Hunter, who had gone off to some business of his own. It was comfortable here - she and Antoine were out of the breeze coming in from under the door, and the scent of food and drink carried in the air, lending the place an aged, merry smell.
Antoine seemed to be sober enough now and was happily tucking into his half of the surf n' turf. Velvet glanced around the room. Over there, John was talking to an echidna, an urgent set to his slender frame. She idly wondered what it was about. Over the other side of the bar stood a female of the same species. If she didn't have such a hardened, unapproachable look about her, Velvet would think her pretty. The female echidna's gaze passed over her as if she were nothing but the scrapings from somebody's boot, and Velvet decided to pay her no more heed.
Comfortable and relaxed, Velvet tipped her trilby forward a little and zoned out, relaxed in the company of friendly strangers and new-found friends.
Antoine seemed to be sober enough now and was happily tucking into his half of the surf n' turf. Velvet glanced around the room. Over there, John was talking to an echidna, an urgent set to his slender frame. She idly wondered what it was about. Over the other side of the bar stood a female of the same species. If she didn't have such a hardened, unapproachable look about her, Velvet would think her pretty. The female echidna's gaze passed over her as if she were nothing but the scrapings from somebody's boot, and Velvet decided to pay her no more heed.
Comfortable and relaxed, Velvet tipped her trilby forward a little and zoned out, relaxed in the company of friendly strangers and new-found friends.
Why not check out my fanfiction?
Antoine's Adventure
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Psychological adventure in which Antoine gets therapy.
Sonic and the Deliberate Mary Sue
http://www.fanfictio...rate-Mary-Sue-1 (approx. age 13 and up)
Mary Sue parody with an actual storyline.
Psychological original character reference sheets available from my DeviantArt account: http://palantean.deviantart.com/
#88
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Posted 27 March 2008 - 09:39 PM
"John! Shhh!" Ben whispered sharply. (I know you're trying to help me John, but I can handle this. I just need a little time, that's all...)
Ben's attention drew once again to the coyote duo seated close to him, Hunter nowhere to be seen. The two seemed to be enjoying themselves, and really not doing anything of importance. The female keeps glancing at Lien-Da for some reason, but who wouldn't? Even outside of the Dark Legion she tends to draw attention...
The gamemaster appeared to be in discussions about message boards or something, but he didn't pay it any mind, since this whole thing about alternate realities was nothing short of preposterous. It's probably the ramblings of a drunken man who has seen too much, experienced too much. Ben wondered for a moment if he would turn out that way eventually, since he spent so much time in places like this instead of doing his duties...
(Ah crap, she's looking at me again. What? The hippie? John, I told you to keep it down... What was with that accent anyway? He must be thinking of something else.)
With that, Ben scoots over to John, who is looking absolutely frazzled.
"Hey, calm down, Johnny. She won't bother us as long as we don't make a scene of it, ok? Besides, she's got bigger things to worry about than little ol' me. Can I get you a drink, man?"
Ben's attention drew once again to the coyote duo seated close to him, Hunter nowhere to be seen. The two seemed to be enjoying themselves, and really not doing anything of importance. The female keeps glancing at Lien-Da for some reason, but who wouldn't? Even outside of the Dark Legion she tends to draw attention...
The gamemaster appeared to be in discussions about message boards or something, but he didn't pay it any mind, since this whole thing about alternate realities was nothing short of preposterous. It's probably the ramblings of a drunken man who has seen too much, experienced too much. Ben wondered for a moment if he would turn out that way eventually, since he spent so much time in places like this instead of doing his duties...
(Ah crap, she's looking at me again. What? The hippie? John, I told you to keep it down... What was with that accent anyway? He must be thinking of something else.)
With that, Ben scoots over to John, who is looking absolutely frazzled.
"Hey, calm down, Johnny. She won't bother us as long as we don't make a scene of it, ok? Besides, she's got bigger things to worry about than little ol' me. Can I get you a drink, man?"
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