Etdlahq Memorial Bar - your shelter from forum crashes

[Crazy Runner Guy]

***Stands on a Table***

Barkeep, I'm in the mood for something celebratory. Tomorrow is the last day of J-Term, and then I get to go home for a week.

So, tomorrow (Thursday), everything goes on my tab, and not Durf's!

As for the drink, I'll have some Windsor mixed with Coke. Mixed Strong.

***Steps off***

crg

[Borlag]

aww a toast for me, thanks burke

"hey barkeep, bring me one of those barrels again, you know the kind, bacardicola"

*takes a long sip*

"bring me another"

:teeth:

[chase_encode]

*Walks in bar*
*Where is that smell coming from? ....Casually sniffs arm pit... No that isn't it*

Barkeep could I get a double shot of jack, skip the ice please.
Put that on my forum tab.
*...Hope the squid eats my tab again.*

Ouch! Looks around for the quill rat who threw the dart.

[Mage11]

* Peeks in to see a group of survivors huddled near the bar.

Where's spearthrower when you need him.

I'll have a guinness, and make it quick, in case the squid returns.

Only the thread's gone, not the bar.

[Crazy Runner Guy]

Only the thread's gone, not the bar.

The bar will live forever!

[lone_wolf]

*le sigh*

*rematerializes the claw machine and two dartboards, complete with darts*

Barkeep, I'll take a strawberry daiquiri. Still leveling my merc...when I'm not being hopelessly distracted. *sigh* Remind me never to work as a counselor for young teenagers--all the angst they have these days is way beyond me.

Well, hate to keep it short, but I'm working on finishing a new book, so I'm off to the corner for a bit.

TwoPaws,
Shalakshmiyin

to handle teenenger angst give them a wall to speak with. no im kidding but dont get burned out stormwolf its to easy to do that.

[Orlith]

Please leave any items which may attract Squids in the safe lockers in the lobby, and free Squid Repellent is available if required.

Does that mean my avatar is not welcome?!? :(
I SO wanted to feel part of the SPF...
Bartender! Give me a double bourbon, please. To go.... of course *snif*

[NorthStarZon]

* the doors suddenly opens *

* in the doorway a shadow stands *it appears to be a tall
amazon, you can see the highlites of two large bow over her
shoulders. a strange smell worfs into the room. the smell of
burning hair and beef..
* she looks around the room *

* seeing a small table in the corner with the only female
in the room she move slowly towards it*

* someone, maybe the barkeep, drops a bottle and it
crashes to the floor*

* the Amazon stops in her tracks * * looking around she
reaches into her bag and grabs out a scroll and a bag of
jewels and throws the bag towards the bar* *"Votan!" *
*"where is the dammm barkeep?*
*"Votan!..where have you gotten yourself"*
* unrolling the scroll she begins to read* " Listen all ya here!"
" for i must leave" ..."I have found this scroll and it is a quest which
i cannot complete but i must go and try" " I must say goodbye!"

* she unroll the scroll and reads aloud *



* Behold, the weary traveler;
the soul who knows where she has been
and grieves for countries dead and gone
for she cannot go back again.
But still the ache lives in her breast
to touch the knotted chariot ring
through which the woven ropes do thread
and keep the horses at the rein.

The streets are wet with city trash;
the skies are black with poisoned air,
and yet she sees the crashing waves
upon the cliffs of bright Mohar.
While men wrapped 'round in colors, bright;
their beards and hair whipped by the wind
to rushing past in suits of grey;
for she cannot go back again.

To trace the everylasting road
between what was and what will be;
to walk the wide, eternal path
and never know what used to be.
Forget! she cries; forget those days
when holy men did mighty deeds
and heroes fought, and bards sang tales
while swans slept peacefully in the reeds.

Behold, the weary traveler,
the soul who knows where she has been
and grieves for countries dead and gone
for she cannot go back again.
But still the ache lives in her breast
to touch the knotted chariot ring
through which the woven ropes do thread
and keep the horses at the rein.

*before the sound on her voice dies she is
gone, the scroll she was holding lays on the floor.*

peace
nsz :bow:

edit: the traveler- by kelly s. maccath

[Butzull]

I had to kill the bouncer to get in (sorry about that), as usual he dropped me nothing.

I'll have a double scotch on the rocks, and none of that cheap rubbish either, make it a good one.

*heads towards the dartboard for a little 501*

Butz. :teeth:

[Shade]

Does that mean my avatar is not welcome?!? :(
I SO wanted to feel part of the SPF...
Bartender! Give me a double bourbon, please. To go.... of course *snif*

Since it's only 75x75 pixels I doubt it qualifies as a 'giant' Squid