Post by BlackBloodWizard on Nov 8, 2019 20:43:06 GMT -7
Anyone who's ever played a tabletop roleplaying game knows about a 'Pub' the little utility building where our heros lodge for the night, eat meals with stiff tankards of ale, converse with locals and follow up on leads or find adventure hooks. This place is somewhat like that, but it also has those dimension bending properties thought only possible with British Sci-fi technology. Not only is it a bar, but an inn, a basketball court, a holodeck, a rocketship, a chocolate factory!? It seems that you could wander forever, and anything could be around the corner, may the powers that be have mercy if you get lost looking for a bathroom...
BlackBloodWizard, or 'Wiz' to his friends is sitting at the bar, absentmindedly polishing a glass. "I guess it's time I threw open the doors again, it's been too long, it's been too quiet." he says out loud to no one in particular. "I'm talking to myself, I suppose that proves it. It's time."
(Aight here's a thing: That's my sona, Fortune^ :P Now the reply:)
Fortune stood just outside of the building, wings hung low behind her casually. She had been waiting for the doors to open, and for some time. Those who passed her by didn't seem to be too phased by her wings. Even though she was new to this town, her presence didn't seem too far out of the ordinary. When Fortune heard a voice beyond the door, shed call out; "Jeez, man, ya just gonna stand around or are ya gonna open the doors?" She outstretched her arms to emphasize what she'd say next. "This is the first building upon entry to this place, and I've been standing out here for three days!"
Post by BlackBloodWizard on Nov 10, 2019 16:16:30 GMT -7
the door clicks as it's unlocked and slowly opens inward, Wiz shrugs, as the angel walks closer she sees a man, who despite being called a wizard doesn't necessarily look like one, his shoulders are broad and he has dark brown hair that curls up all about his head. He wears glasses and seems to be in his late 20's or early 30's his eyes appear green at first glance until you see that they are actually blue with yellow rings in them. He wears a plain green t-shirt and simple brownish shorts.
"I wasn't expecting my first guest to be an angel, I want to welcome you. I wasn't ready to open so we were hidden for a bit, but I suspect you can see through cloaking and across dimensions, so sorry for any rudeness. I am a collector of grimoires and student of the arcane, but I generally avoid performing magicks of... 'that' sort so rest assured you are my guest here." he seems sheepish and avoids looking her in the eye.
Fortune flew into the building past the other while he was talking, taking a seat upon a bar stool. "I car not for your silly antics, sir." She called back to him. "By the by; it's just the wings, I mean, you don't see a halo right? I'd be a horrible Angel." She admitted, giving herself a chuckle.
Post by BlackBloodWizard on Nov 11, 2019 23:16:44 GMT -7
He stares at her for a moment , removes his glasses, which lenses appear somewhat smudged, he cleans them briefly and replaces them. "oh. a flying person then? What manner of magick or science is this? They appear bird-like..."
Fortune gave him a shrug. "Part Avian then?" She assumed. "Point is, I've got wings. Lovely, beautiful white feathered wings. And I'm all right with that." She added.
Post by BlackBloodWizard on Nov 11, 2019 23:41:05 GMT -7
"No problem" he smirks "well let me know if you need me for anything" he wanders across the floor, stopping in front of a pinball table, it seems he is a...pinball wizard?
Fortune watched the Wiz as he approached the pinball machine. "Some service." She commented sarcastically under her breath. She stood from the stool and approached the other. She looked on, curiously. "Who are you, anyway?" She asked.
Post by BlackBloodWizard on Nov 20, 2019 20:42:15 GMT -7
He stands considering his ball falls " a good question, as for the question of service. I mean what did you want, would you like a beverage? to rent a room?"