Utterly Mad

It was a nice little building, rustic looking on the outside but quite modern on the inside. All sorts show up at the bar, from old west cowboys to futuristic super soldiers, and the bar tender is more then happy to serve whatever customer may step through the door, so long as they don't try to blow the place up. Whether their an outlaw or some shining symbol of justice he'll serve them, but they better keep the fighting outside.
The bar tender offers three ways to pay, cash, work, or a good story.
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So this is a 'for fun' RP and not one of my usual more serious things. You can play as a character from whatever, or make new ones, up to you. I'll be playing as the bar tender, and if anyone else wants to play as staff that's cool too.

Hey wait a minute (Jesus do I read every fucking obscure nerd book, I really do need a life!)


The Ushanka wearing man had pushed the bar's doors open, his duster's flaps flowing gently in the non-existent breeze. He flipped a coin into the jukebox ignoring the fact that he missed completely and asked for a random song selection.

"Ah, good to be back to the place where people go. Yo' dude that looks like he's from Cheers, I'll take a Antifreeze with a bit of OJ and creamer mixed in it." Pronouncing to the drink slave behind the counter as he took up a stool next to the Wiznerd.

The bartender, whom was wearing a plaid shirt underneath his apron, with blue jeans and steel toed work boots, slid a flask to Eiden, then mixed and handed Ushanka's drink to him. He then pulled out a bottle of Nuka and another thing of Rum that he proceeded to mix before handing to Max. "So where you boys from?"

I'm from Neverwinter, pleased to meat cha.

The bartender put a coca cola in front of the man then ran the card through the cash register before handing it back. He then looked at Ushanka and said "Uh, bludgeoning someone with his own arm? Do me a favor and don't make a mess."