"I hope it's not romping around in my garden." Misty grabs a broom, and stomps out the door, grumbling and pushing her shirtsleeves up her arms. "HEY!! YOU!!!" She waves the broom up at the robot, trying to stop it before it rips a gigantic hole in the side of the tavern. "Couldja stop for a second? I'd like to talk to you!"
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Darold the Mud Dauber says: _ _ it's still spooky season | )/ ) \\ |//,' it's always spooky season (")(_)---"()=--(\\ \)
Psychotic laughter rings from outside the tavern, an eccentric looking middle aged gnome, in gnome years atleast, walks towards the building. He stands at around 4ft tall, skin pale. His purple eyes are happy and wide, his hair a messy black with a shock of white running through it. His outfit seems peculiar, a pair of goggles sat atop his forehead, and a modified lab coat around his shoulders, wires racing along the sleeves towards a built in battery in the back. His gloves have also been modified, the wires linking up through two snaps on each side, electrodes peppering the fingers and a large glass disk embedded in the palm. Following the man is two constructs, one a metallic gorilla, and the other a large humanoid with wooden limbs and metal armor plating it.
The gnome opens the door, humming a jaunty tune
Misty, somehow in two places at once, waves the gnome over. "Afternoon! How can I help you?"
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Darold the Mud Dauber says: _ _ it's still spooky season | )/ ) \\ |//,' it's always spooky season (")(_)---"()=--(\\ \)
Psychotic laughter rings from outside the tavern, an eccentric looking middle aged gnome, in gnome years atleast, walks towards the building. He stands at around 4ft tall, skin pale. His purple eyes are happy and wide, his hair a messy black with a shock of white running through it. His outfit seems peculiar, a pair of goggles sat atop his forehead, and a modified lab coat around his shoulders, wires racing along the sleeves towards a built in battery in the back. His gloves have also been modified, the wires linking up through two snaps on each side, electrodes peppering the fingers and a large glass disk embedded in the palm. Following the man is two constructs, one a metallic gorilla, and the other a large humanoid with wooden limbs and metal armor plating it.
The gnome opens the door, humming a jaunty tune
Karlos looks over. "A gnome, a gorilla and a robot walk into a bar..... sounds like a joke to me."
'Weird. Perhaps it's there on purpose, to keep stuff out? Clearly something is going on.'
'Hey, there's some kinda force field down there, not a conventional blockage' he says, wayyy too loudly in front off all the patrons. He is dripping with slimy water. 'Um, hi?'
Psychotic laughter rings from outside the tavern, an eccentric looking middle aged gnome, in gnome years atleast, walks towards the building. He stands at around 4ft tall, skin pale. His purple eyes are happy and wide, his hair a messy black with a shock of white running through it. His outfit seems peculiar, a pair of goggles sat atop his forehead, and a modified lab coat around his shoulders, wires racing along the sleeves towards a built in battery in the back. His gloves have also been modified, the wires linking up through two snaps on each side, electrodes peppering the fingers and a large glass disk embedded in the palm. Following the man is two constructs, one a metallic gorilla, and the other a large humanoid with wooden limbs and metal armor plating it.
The gnome opens the door, humming a jaunty tune
Misty, somehow in two places at once, waves the gnome over. "Afternoon! How can I help you?"
"Why hello!" He returns the wave enthusiastically, "I'm looking for a place to stay. Dur to previous..." he thinks for a moment, "Disagreements, I'm not longer allowed at my previous residence"
It stops just outside the garden. a hatch opens a few minutes later
*all good*
Misty breathes a huge sigh of relief. "I'm afraid we don't have any doors big enough to fit that in. Do you need anything?" She waits patiently for something to happen.
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Darold the Mud Dauber says: _ _ it's still spooky season | )/ ) \\ |//,' it's always spooky season (")(_)---"()=--(\\ \)
'Weird. Perhaps it's there on purpose, to keep stuff out? Clearly something is going on.'
'Hey, there's some kinda force field down there, not a conventional blockage' he says, wayyy too loudly in front off all the patrons. He is dripping with slimy water. 'Um, hi?'
'Weird. Perhaps it's there on purpose, to keep stuff out? Clearly something is going on.'
'Hey, there's some kinda force field down there, not a conventional blockage' he says, wayyy too loudly in front off all the patrons. He is dripping with slimy water. 'Um, hi?'
No response
'Do I still get paid? I could always go check out the sewers, if ya want? I'd do that.'
Psychotic laughter rings from outside the tavern, an eccentric looking middle aged gnome, in gnome years atleast, walks towards the building. He stands at around 4ft tall, skin pale. His purple eyes are happy and wide, his hair a messy black with a shock of white running through it. His outfit seems peculiar, a pair of goggles sat atop his forehead, and a modified lab coat around his shoulders, wires racing along the sleeves towards a built in battery in the back. His gloves have also been modified, the wires linking up through two snaps on each side, electrodes peppering the fingers and a large glass disk embedded in the palm. Following the man is two constructs, one a metallic gorilla, and the other a large humanoid with wooden limbs and metal armor plating it.
The gnome opens the door, humming a jaunty tune
Misty, somehow in two places at once, waves the gnome over. "Afternoon! How can I help you?"
"Why hello!" He returns the wave enthusiastically, "I'm looking for a place to stay. Dur to previous..." he thinks for a moment, "Disagreements, I'm not longer allowed at my previous residence"
"Well, that's what we're here for! If you could just fill this out, it's one gold piece per night you plan on staying!" She gets out a binder and pulls a blank form from it, sliding it across the counter towards the gnome. It asks for a full name, date of birth, date of death (if applicable), and a signature recognizing the signee's responsibility in any damage they caused to the building during their stay.
"Have a preference for the floor or room?"
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Darold the Mud Dauber says: _ _ it's still spooky season | )/ ) \\ |//,' it's always spooky season (")(_)---"()=--(\\ \)
Psychotic laughter rings from outside the tavern, an eccentric looking middle aged gnome, in gnome years atleast, walks towards the building. He stands at around 4ft tall, skin pale. His purple eyes are happy and wide, his hair a messy black with a shock of white running through it. His outfit seems peculiar, a pair of goggles sat atop his forehead, and a modified lab coat around his shoulders, wires racing along the sleeves towards a built in battery in the back. His gloves have also been modified, the wires linking up through two snaps on each side, electrodes peppering the fingers and a large glass disk embedded in the palm. Following the man is two constructs, one a metallic gorilla, and the other a large humanoid with wooden limbs and metal armor plating it.
The gnome opens the door, humming a jaunty tune
Karlos looks over. "A gnome, a gorilla and a robot walk into a bar..... sounds like a joke to me."
"The gnome mentions he's fleeing from the irs. The gorilla says nothing, because it's a gorilla" He jokes
The skinny young man tentatively sticks his hand down, pulling out a couple of his rodent coworkers, and feeling around for what has caused the issue
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"I hope it's not romping around in my garden." Misty grabs a broom, and stomps out the door, grumbling and pushing her shirtsleeves up her arms. "HEY!! YOU!!!" She waves the broom up at the robot, trying to stop it before it rips a gigantic hole in the side of the tavern. "Couldja stop for a second? I'd like to talk to you!"
Misty, somehow in two places at once, waves the gnome over. "Afternoon! How can I help you?"
Karlos looks over. "A gnome, a gorilla and a robot walk into a bar..... sounds like a joke to me."
Chilling kinda vibe.
He sticks his hand down and.... doesn't feel anything? His hand just kinda stops, without feeling any pressure
Chilling kinda vibe.
Karlos inspects it more closely
Chilling kinda vibe.
'Weird. Perhaps it's there on purpose, to keep stuff out? Clearly something is going on.'
'Hey, there's some kinda force field down there, not a conventional blockage' he says, wayyy too loudly in front off all the patrons. He is dripping with slimy water. 'Um, hi?'
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"Why hello!" He returns the wave enthusiastically, "I'm looking for a place to stay. Dur to previous..." he thinks for a moment, "Disagreements, I'm not longer allowed at my previous residence"
*all good*
Misty breathes a huge sigh of relief. "I'm afraid we don't have any doors big enough to fit that in. Do you need anything?" She waits patiently for something to happen.
"Hey! You were in the robot and you're still covered in blood! How'd that happen?" Karlos asks, inquisitivel
Chilling kinda vibe.
No response
Chilling kinda vibe.
'Do I still get paid? I could always go check out the sewers, if ya want? I'd do that.'
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"Well, that's what we're here for! If you could just fill this out, it's one gold piece per night you plan on staying!" She gets out a binder and pulls a blank form from it, sliding it across the counter towards the gnome. It asks for a full name, date of birth, date of death (if applicable), and a signature recognizing the signee's responsibility in any damage they caused to the building during their stay.
"Have a preference for the floor or room?"
Karlos grimaces. "I'll pay if you manage to do the job."
Chilling kinda vibe.
"The gnome mentions he's fleeing from the irs. The gorilla says nothing, because it's a gorilla" He jokes
'Ok, great. I'll stick around until I finish the job. I won't need to pay rent if I stay, ya know, not in a room, but underneath the tavern?'
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Karlos laughs, "For that, I won't even overcharge on the drinks!"
Chilling kinda vibe.