A glowing,otherworldly black hole esque portal opens in the wall and a foundation soldier walks out of it. Upon closer inspection,this is no ordinary soldier,his most prominent feature is his right arm,which looks a lot like the portal,though it is slightly amorphous. On the soldiers back is a futuristic rifle and his jumpsuit looks a little bit like a prison uniform,he is heavly armed and is very muscular. He takes a seat at a corner table.
A heavily armed cyborg in MTF gear sits at one of the tables. On his arm is a patch that identifies exactly which MTF Unit he belongs to: The legendary Tau-5 "Samsara." He's currently sipping on a glass of whiskey and barely notices the newcomer, although his eyebrow does go up at the newcomer's obviously anomalous arm.
Galen looks over:"what're you looking at?"
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I play characters at taverns.
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A glowing,otherworldly black hole esque portal opens in the wall and a foundation soldier walks out of it. Upon closer inspection,this is no ordinary soldier,his most prominent feature is his right arm,which looks a lot like the portal,though it is slightly amorphous. On the soldiers back is a futuristic rifle and his jumpsuit looks a little bit like a prison uniform,he is heavily armed and is very muscular. He takes a seat at a corner table.
Nessa waves at them. "Hi! Who might you be?"
"Galen."
"Nice to meet you Galen! I'm Nessa, and this is Cafe [REDACTED]. Want something to drink?" The bartender asks
"something strong."
They nod and serve some. "On your tab or pay for it now?"
"Tab."
They nod. "So, are you also for the SCP foundaiton?"
Galen fixes nessa with a very withering look:"Hell no,they took my freedom once,never again."
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I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
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A glowing,otherworldly black hole esque portal opens in the wall and a foundation soldier walks out of it. Upon closer inspection,this is no ordinary soldier,his most prominent feature is his right arm,which looks a lot like the portal,though it is slightly amorphous. On the soldiers back is a futuristic rifle and his jumpsuit looks a little bit like a prison uniform,he is heavly armed and is very muscular. He takes a seat at a corner table.
A heavily armed cyborg in MTF gear sits at one of the tables. On his arm is a patch that identifies exactly which MTF Unit he belongs to: The legendary Tau-5 "Samsara." He's currently sipping on a glass of whiskey and barely notices the newcomer, although his eyebrow does go up at the newcomer's obviously anomalous arm.
Galen looks over:"what're you looking at?"
The cyborg shrugs, muttering something about "O5 mandated vacations." under his breath.
A glowing,otherworldly black hole esque portal opens in the wall and a foundation soldier walks out of it. Upon closer inspection,this is no ordinary soldier,his most prominent feature is his right arm,which looks a lot like the portal,though it is slightly amorphous. On the soldiers back is a futuristic rifle and his jumpsuit looks a little bit like a prison uniform,he is heavily armed and is very muscular. He takes a seat at a corner table.
Nessa waves at them. "Hi! Who might you be?"
"Galen."
"Nice to meet you Galen! I'm Nessa, and this is Cafe [REDACTED]. Want something to drink?" The bartender asks
"something strong."
They nod and serve some. "On your tab or pay for it now?"
"Tab."
They nod. "So, are you also for the SCP foundaiton?"
Galen fixes nessa with a very withering look:"Hell no,they took my freedom once,never again."
"Serpent's Hand?"
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Svelgio finished his coffee, then produced a clipboard from his coat, which he writes in with a pen for a bit.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Who might you be?"
He looked up, fixing his glasses. "Dr. Incorso. Who are you?"
"Nessa MacSullivan. Do you work for the University then, Doctor?"
He pointed at his breast pocket on his coat, which has the foundation symbol.
"Ah, another foundation person?"
"Exactly." He wrote another thing into his clipboard, then put it away into his coat.
"May I ask a question then, Jailer?"
He blinked, which, weirdly enough, seems to be this first time he's blinked since walking in, and fixed his glasses again. "What is it?"
"Why are you here? I thought the Hoover Mandate prevented you and the UIU from intervening in 3Port?"
"I am not intervening in anything, just... keeping an alert eye or two on it."
"It?"
"3Port, obviously."
"Is that not the UIU's job?"
"I have my orders, I do not need elaboration on why I'm doing it."
"Okay.... Sorry for asking."
"It is alright. May I get a coffee? Black."
"Sure, if you are willing to pay."
He pulled out his wallet. "How much is it?"
They motion to the menu. "How much do you think?"
He glanced over and pulled out the appropriate amount of money. "Apologies, my attention wasn't exactly on the menu."
"Its fine." They say, pocketing the cash.
He sits there and patiently waits for his coffee.
They get him some quickly. "Thanks for the business!
He nodded. He reached into his coat and pulled out what looks like a silver chocolate bar wrapper, he opened it, revealing what is in fact bricked chocolate. He broke off a couple chunks and dropped it into the coffee, then he stirred it around, watching the coffee get slightly lighter. Only then did he take a sip, releasing a content sigh.
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Treble gets herself some coffee, tosses some change on the counter, and walks back to her table, sipping this one slower than the first. She pulls out the pen and thinks for a moment, before pulling out a note pad and writing some stuff down.
Nessa looks a bit confused. "You okay?"
"Oh yeah, just forgot to sleep last night. And I can't sleep now, with so many people here."
"Mmm... I do have one or two beds in the back that aren't rented. You want to sleep there?"
"Tonight, maybe, but not with this many people here. Soldier's instincts, I've heard it called."
"Cool. So... um... I guess business is booming once more."
"Toldja. Although I didn't expect the Foundation to get so involved in 3Ports."
"Agreed, at least not so overtly." They say, knowingly
"What's that supposed to mean?" She looks at Nessa over the cup.
"Nothing..."
"What was that look, Nessa? What, do you think I'm Foundation? How long have I known you, 5, 6 years? I'm a little offended."
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Svelgio finished his coffee, then produced a clipboard from his coat, which he writes in with a pen for a bit.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Who might you be?"
He looked up, fixing his glasses. "Dr. Incorso. Who are you?"
"Nessa MacSullivan. Do you work for the University then, Doctor?"
He pointed at his breast pocket on his coat, which has the foundation symbol.
"Ah, another foundation person?"
"Exactly." He wrote another thing into his clipboard, then put it away into his coat.
"May I ask a question then, Jailer?"
He blinked, which, weirdly enough, seems to be this first time he's blinked since walking in, and fixed his glasses again. "What is it?"
"Why are you here? I thought the Hoover Mandate prevented you and the UIU from intervening in 3Port?"
"I am not intervening in anything, just... keeping an alert eye or two on it."
"It?"
"3Port, obviously."
"Is that not the UIU's job?"
"I have my orders, I do not need elaboration on why I'm doing it."
"Okay.... Sorry for asking."
"It is alright. May I get a coffee? Black."
"Sure, if you are willing to pay."
He pulled out his wallet. "How much is it?"
They motion to the menu. "How much do you think?"
He glanced over and pulled out the appropriate amount of money. "Apologies, my attention wasn't exactly on the menu."
"Its fine." They say, pocketing the cash.
He sits there and patiently waits for his coffee.
They get him some quickly. "Thanks for the business!
He nodded. He reached into his coat and pulled out what looks like a silver chocolate bar wrapper, he opened it, revealing what is in fact bricked chocolate. He broke off a couple chunks and dropped it into the coffee, then he stirred it around, watching the coffee get slightly lighter. Only then did he take a sip, releasing a content sigh.
Nessa is confused, but lets it be
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Treble gets herself some coffee, tosses some change on the counter, and walks back to her table, sipping this one slower than the first. She pulls out the pen and thinks for a moment, before pulling out a note pad and writing some stuff down.
Nessa looks a bit confused. "You okay?"
"Oh yeah, just forgot to sleep last night. And I can't sleep now, with so many people here."
"Mmm... I do have one or two beds in the back that aren't rented. You want to sleep there?"
"Tonight, maybe, but not with this many people here. Soldier's instincts, I've heard it called."
"Cool. So... um... I guess business is booming once more."
"Toldja. Although I didn't expect the Foundation to get so involved in 3Ports."
"Agreed, at least not so overtly." They say, knowingly
"What's that supposed to mean?" She looks at Nessa over the cup.
"Nothing..."
"What was that look, Nessa? What, do you think I'm Foundation? How long have I known you, 5, 6 years? I'm a little offended."
They chuckle. "My Mother and I talk, and... well She knows a lot."
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Treble gets herself some coffee, tosses some change on the counter, and walks back to her table, sipping this one slower than the first. She pulls out the pen and thinks for a moment, before pulling out a note pad and writing some stuff down.
Nessa looks a bit confused. "You okay?"
"Oh yeah, just forgot to sleep last night. And I can't sleep now, with so many people here."
"Mmm... I do have one or two beds in the back that aren't rented. You want to sleep there?"
"Tonight, maybe, but not with this many people here. Soldier's instincts, I've heard it called."
"Cool. So... um... I guess business is booming once more."
"Toldja. Although I didn't expect the Foundation to get so involved in 3Ports."
"Agreed, at least not so overtly." They say, knowingly
"What's that supposed to mean?" She looks at Nessa over the cup.
"Nothing..."
"What was that look, Nessa? What, do you think I'm Foundation? How long have I known you, 5, 6 years? I'm a little offended."
They chuckle. "My Mother and I talk, and... well She knows a lot."
"Your Mother? You've mentioned this before. Who's your mom?"
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
The door opens to the cafe, and a heavily armed Cyborg in MTF gear walks in. A patch on his arms identifies which one he belongs to: the legendary MTF Tau-5, "Samsara." He walks in, grumbling about "Bureaucrats" and "mandatory vacations." under his breath. He seems a bit more...sapient? than most Tau-5 members.
Treble glances over, does a classic double take at the patch, then shrugs and takes a swig of beer.
With typical Tau-5 vigilance, he notices her. "Greetings Agent Treble." He says, in a slightly robotic voice.
Treble winces and glances around to see who heard. Turning back to him, she whispers, "I'm undercover, you idiot! And I'm low on amnestics, too."
Good thing I have some extra, Agent Treble. His voice speaks in her mind. Don't worry about trying to speak verbally. Think your response.
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Galen looks over:"what're you looking at?"
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He sits there and patiently waits for his coffee.
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*Can't. At school*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Kinda sus NGL*
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
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They get him some quickly. "Thanks for the business!
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Harvey is vibing with stickers, sticking them on people when they least expect it.
Quill is writing
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Galen fixes nessa with a very withering look:"Hell no,they took my freedom once,never again."
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
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The cyborg shrugs, muttering something about "O5 mandated vacations." under his breath.
"Serpent's Hand?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Bertrand, the golem, is confused but continues to clean
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Harvey puts a sticker on them.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He nodded. He reached into his coat and pulled out what looks like a silver chocolate bar wrapper, he opened it, revealing what is in fact bricked chocolate. He broke off a couple chunks and dropped it into the coffee, then he stirred it around, watching the coffee get slightly lighter. Only then did he take a sip, releasing a content sigh.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*What sticker?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"What was that look, Nessa? What, do you think I'm Foundation? How long have I known you, 5, 6 years? I'm a little offended."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
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Harry Potter stuff is cool.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Nessa is confused, but lets it be
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*He carries around bunny stickers*
He smiles behind his medical mask
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
They chuckle. "My Mother and I talk, and... well She knows a lot."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Your Mother? You've mentioned this before. Who's your mom?"
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Nessa looks over. "What are you doing?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Good thing I have some extra, Agent Treble. His voice speaks in her mind. Don't worry about trying to speak verbally. Think your response.