You are on the streets of Modern London but yet you are different from this world filled with technology. You see small, almost invisible specks of light float around you slowly, being carried on winds that had travels thousands of miles. They seem to land at a doorway to a small house with a bright red door and a brass knocker in the form of a snarling goat holding a hoop in its mouth. You grab the knocker and pound it against the wood.. once.. twice.. thrice.
The door magically opens on the third knock as the scents of honey, cloves, and cinnamon waft out from inside. You step inside and it is much bigger than what it appears to be like on the outside. The warm light from the fireplace catches your eyes as it makes this whole room seem a lot more comforting. Beast-people, mages in cloaks, and simple humans sit around at wooden tables and at a bar that is made from polished gold wood.
A man wearing thick cloaks of every color sits behind the bar, his face hidden in shadows as he hurries from customer to customer. He wears bracelets made from bells around his ankles and wrists. Each time they chime, they seem to glow brightly as small specks of light, like what you saw outside, float around. he looks up from his work and waves.
"Oi! Ello there mate!" He says, his voice quite young but kind, putting you at ease. "In need of a drink?"
(Hello there! Welcome to the Gem Bee's Hive! A tavern set in the world of Ancient Magus Bride! Don't worry about needing to know the Manga or Show, that wont be needed here. This is simply a Tavern for the magical and mystical set in Modern times.)
Rules! (Borrowed from Nikoli_GoodFellow!)
No fighting inside the tavern and keep arguing to a minimum, this includes swearing. If you feel something needs to be settled, take it to PMs and add a mod.
So as to not clog up with too much RP going on at once, you may have a max of three active characters. But you may have as many inactive characters as you want and switch them out as needed.
If you want to search a character's room, fight a character, or anything else along those lines you must have the consent of the other party
A character’s telepathy cannot be severed/interrupted/manipulated without the player's permission.
Respect one another, please, it sucks to see people trying to have fun and then others just arguing about how their lore is different from other people's lore, Don't do personal jabs or threaten each other, that's not cool.
If an argument gets out of hand please feel free to add a mod as an impartial judge.
Make sure you clarify what the emotion you are conveying is, whether it be OOC or IC, to help prevent misunderstandings.
If you have a personal issue with another player, please take your argument to a PM and leave the rest of the thread participants out of it. No one needs to see a flame war between individuals especially if they aren’t even part of it.
Remember, we don't know how old people on this thread are, so please try to keep it PG. 18+ scenes are not allowed here, please keep that kind of thing to PMs With PG beyond scenes including the lead up to having intercourse, etc
Try to go easy on quote chains
PVP (combat) rule: No PVP is allowed on the tavern without a mod's explicate approval. Feel free to have PVP in PMs, but no one is in any way required join PMs. PVP (combat) rule subsection: PVP can only happen with both player's permission, be that in PM or on the thread
If you wish to have an encounter please PM a Mod for permission and with details
Respond with haberdasheries in your first post to confirm you read this
Have fun! Yes, we order you to have fun!
Mods: Me (As of right now!)
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A warlock (male witch) shuffles in, suspiciously alone. He looks around, then removes the pale mask he was wearing. He takes in the smells, sights, and sounds. He seems relieved.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A warlock (male witch) shuffles in, suspiciously alone. He looks around, then removes the pale mask he was wearing. He takes in the smells, sights, and sounds. He seems relieved.
The man clothed in colors walks over, he is a bit smaller and has the voice of a teen but his hands betray an older age.
"Welcome to the Gem Bees Hive!" He said cheerfully.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A warlock (male witch) shuffles in, suspiciously alone. He looks around, then removes the pale mask he was wearing. He takes in the smells, sights, and sounds. He seems relieved.
The man clothed in colors walks over, he is a bit smaller and has the voice of a teen but his hands betray an older age.
"Welcome to the Gem Bees Hive!" He said cheerfully.
"Thank you. This place looks nice. It's been a long time since I've been sincerely welcomed somewhere."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A warlock (male witch) shuffles in, suspiciously alone. He looks around, then removes the pale mask he was wearing. He takes in the smells, sights, and sounds. He seems relieved.
The man clothed in colors walks over, he is a bit smaller and has the voice of a teen but his hands betray an older age.
"Welcome to the Gem Bees Hive!" He said cheerfully.
"Thank you. This place looks nice. It's been a long time since I've been sincerely welcomed somewhere."
"Thats a shame. Please do sit down." He says and gestures to a table "I will bring over a menu shortly for you"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A warlock (male witch) shuffles in, suspiciously alone. He looks around, then removes the pale mask he was wearing. He takes in the smells, sights, and sounds. He seems relieved.
The man clothed in colors walks over, he is a bit smaller and has the voice of a teen but his hands betray an older age.
"Welcome to the Gem Bees Hive!" He said cheerfully.
"Thank you. This place looks nice. It's been a long time since I've been sincerely welcomed somewhere."
"Thats a shame. Please do sit down." He says and gestures to a table "I will bring over a menu shortly for you"
"Thank you. It shall be so." And just as he said, it is so.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A warlock (male witch) shuffles in, suspiciously alone. He looks around, then removes the pale mask he was wearing. He takes in the smells, sights, and sounds. He seems relieved.
The man clothed in colors walks over, he is a bit smaller and has the voice of a teen but his hands betray an older age.
"Welcome to the Gem Bees Hive!" He said cheerfully.
"Thank you. This place looks nice. It's been a long time since I've been sincerely welcomed somewhere."
"Thats a shame. Please do sit down." He says and gestures to a table "I will bring over a menu shortly for you"
"Thank you. It shall be so." And just as he said, it is so.
The man walks back over after a second or two, holding a piece of parchment held together by simple bands of leather. The bells on his ankles and wrists jingle warmly as he approaches "Here ye are." He says and smiles "My name is Fowler if ye need anything more."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A warlock (male witch) shuffles in, suspiciously alone. He looks around, then removes the pale mask he was wearing. He takes in the smells, sights, and sounds. He seems relieved.
The man clothed in colors walks over, he is a bit smaller and has the voice of a teen but his hands betray an older age.
"Welcome to the Gem Bees Hive!" He said cheerfully.
"Thank you. This place looks nice. It's been a long time since I've been sincerely welcomed somewhere."
"Thats a shame. Please do sit down." He says and gestures to a table "I will bring over a menu shortly for you"
"Thank you. It shall be so." And just as he said, it is so.
The man walks back over after a second or two, holding a piece of parchment held together by simple bands of leather. The bells on his ankles and wrists jingle warmly as he approaches "Here ye are." He says and smiles "My name is Fowler if ye need anything more."
"Thank you, Fowler. Do you mind if I stay here for a while? I'll keep ordering if that's what you would like, but I don't want to waste food."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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You are on the streets of Modern London but yet you are different from this world filled with technology. You see small, almost invisible specks of light float around you slowly, being carried on winds that had travels thousands of miles. They seem to land at a doorway to a small house with a bright red door and a brass knocker in the form of a snarling goat holding a hoop in its mouth. You grab the knocker and pound it against the wood.. once.. twice.. thrice.
The door magically opens on the third knock as the scents of honey, cloves, and cinnamon waft out from inside. You step inside and it is much bigger than what it appears to be like on the outside. The warm light from the fireplace catches your eyes as it makes this whole room seem a lot more comforting. Beast-people, mages in cloaks, and simple humans sit around at wooden tables and at a bar that is made from polished gold wood.
A man wearing thick cloaks of every color sits behind the bar, his face hidden in shadows as he hurries from customer to customer. He wears bracelets made from bells around his ankles and wrists. Each time they chime, they seem to glow brightly as small specks of light, like what you saw outside, float around. he looks up from his work and waves.
"Oi! Ello there mate!" He says, his voice quite young but kind, putting you at ease. "In need of a drink?"
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(Hello there! Welcome to the Gem Bee's Hive! A tavern set in the world of Ancient Magus Bride! Don't worry about needing to know the Manga or Show, that wont be needed here. This is simply a Tavern for the magical and mystical set in Modern times.)
Rules! (Borrowed from Nikoli_GoodFellow!)
Mods: Me (As of right now!)
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Don't know anything about the lore, but I am absolutely going to make a character for this.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*(*.)^(*.)*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I read a bit from the wiki. Fascinating.*
A warlock (male witch) shuffles in, suspiciously alone. He looks around, then removes the pale mask he was wearing. He takes in the smells, sights, and sounds. He seems relieved.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The man clothed in colors walks over, he is a bit smaller and has the voice of a teen but his hands betray an older age.
"Welcome to the Gem Bees Hive!" He said cheerfully.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Thank you. This place looks nice. It's been a long time since I've been sincerely welcomed somewhere."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Thats a shame. Please do sit down." He says and gestures to a table "I will bring over a menu shortly for you"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Thank you. It shall be so." And just as he said, it is so.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The man walks back over after a second or two, holding a piece of parchment held together by simple bands of leather. The bells on his ankles and wrists jingle warmly as he approaches "Here ye are." He says and smiles "My name is Fowler if ye need anything more."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Thank you, Fowler. Do you mind if I stay here for a while? I'll keep ordering if that's what you would like, but I don't want to waste food."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.