"Now that's," he says taking a swig, "Downright awf - yeeouch!" He screams as he spits the stone out onto the table.
"They're meant to keep your drink cold, not to be eaten." He picks it up with a napkin.
“Thought it was an ice cube. Almost broke a tooth.” He says rubbing his jaw. His eyes light up, “Say, that might make a good song.” He dips a piece of his meal in the shadow dip and slurps it down.
It's almost lobster-like, but with strange, sweet and savory flavors he can't quite place. Coconut? Maybe. Chocolate? Hmmm...
“Thought it was an ice cube. Almost broke a tooth.” He says rubbing his jaw. His eyes light up, “Say, that might make a good song.” He dips a piece of his meal in the shadow dip and slurps it down.
It's almost lobster-like, but with strange, sweet and savory flavors he can't quite place. Coconut? Maybe. Chocolate? Hmmm...
He chews it thoughtfully and takes another bite. Then another. "Hmmm... Scrumptious! It's like a ballroom is jiving on my tongue!"
“Thought it was an ice cube. Almost broke a tooth.” He says rubbing his jaw. His eyes light up, “Say, that might make a good song.” He dips a piece of his meal in the shadow dip and slurps it down.
It's almost lobster-like, but with strange, sweet and savory flavors he can't quite place. Coconut? Maybe. Chocolate? Hmmm...
He chews it thoughtfully and takes another bite. Then another. "Hmmm... Scrumptious! It's like a ballroom is jiving on my tongue!"
“Thought it was an ice cube. Almost broke a tooth.” He says rubbing his jaw. His eyes light up, “Say, that might make a good song.” He dips a piece of his meal in the shadow dip and slurps it down.
It's almost lobster-like, but with strange, sweet and savory flavors he can't quite place. Coconut? Maybe. Chocolate? Hmmm...
He chews it thoughtfully and takes another bite. Then another. "Hmmm... Scrumptious! It's like a ballroom is jiving on my tongue!"
The Head Chef sighs. "Indeed."
He gestures at the heaping platter of supernatural seafood, "Want some? Ain't no way I'll be able to finish all this." He swallows another mouthful, "You got a name mister?"
“Thought it was an ice cube. Almost broke a tooth.” He says rubbing his jaw. His eyes light up, “Say, that might make a good song.” He dips a piece of his meal in the shadow dip and slurps it down.
It's almost lobster-like, but with strange, sweet and savory flavors he can't quite place. Coconut? Maybe. Chocolate? Hmmm...
He chews it thoughtfully and takes another bite. Then another. "Hmmm... Scrumptious! It's like a ballroom is jiving on my tongue!"
The Head Chef sighs. "Indeed."
He gestures at the heaping platter of supernatural seafood, "Want some? Ain't no way I'll be able to finish all this." He swallows another mouthful, "You got a name mister?"
"Not allowed to lift my mask in front of guests. My name is Executive Chef Auguste Douxchets Barbeau."
“Thought it was an ice cube. Almost broke a tooth.” He says rubbing his jaw. His eyes light up, “Say, that might make a good song.” He dips a piece of his meal in the shadow dip and slurps it down.
It's almost lobster-like, but with strange, sweet and savory flavors he can't quite place. Coconut? Maybe. Chocolate? Hmmm...
He chews it thoughtfully and takes another bite. Then another. "Hmmm... Scrumptious! It's like a ballroom is jiving on my tongue!"
The Head Chef sighs. "Indeed."
He gestures at the heaping platter of supernatural seafood, "Want some? Ain't no way I'll be able to finish all this." He swallows another mouthful, "You got a name mister?"
"Not allowed to lift my mask in front of guests. My name is Executive Chef Auguste Douxchets Barbeau."
"That's a shame, Auguste. I won't tell anybody if you do." He says with a grin, "Folks call me Jitterbug Jones and Jumping Jack. You can call me Benji Brasswood though, for that's my name." He sips at his whiskey.
He gestures at the heaping platter of supernatural seafood, "Want some? Ain't no way I'll be able to finish all this." He swallows another mouthful, "You got a name mister?"
"Not allowed to lift my mask in front of guests. My name is Executive Chef Auguste Douxchets Barbeau."
"That's a shame, Auguste. I won't tell anybody if you do." He says with a grin, "Folks call me Jitterbug Jones and Jumping Jack. You can call me Benji Brasswood though, for that's my name." He sips at his whiskey.
"It's a very nice offer, Mr. Brasswood, but I must once again decline. The rules are in place for a reason, regardless of how much we may want them to not be there. One holds a knife pointing down when moving not because it is proper etiquette, but because it is safer that way."
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"I dunno man. That's just what I've been told."
It's almost lobster-like, but with strange, sweet and savory flavors he can't quite place. Coconut? Maybe. Chocolate? Hmmm...
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"Well, whatever happened there was an act. You used magic, and none of it was real. Understand?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"Aight, if you say so. I just want a drink after the day I've had."
"Absolutely. What would you like?"
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Forever burdenless and terminally live!
He chews it thoughtfully and takes another bite. Then another. "Hmmm... Scrumptious! It's like a ballroom is jiving on my tongue!"
The Head Chef sighs. "Indeed."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"Whatever hits the hardest."
He turns to the barkeep. "He'll have the Dread Label Absinthe."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"Sounds lovely."
He gestures at the heaping platter of supernatural seafood, "Want some? Ain't no way I'll be able to finish all this." He swallows another mouthful, "You got a name mister?"
“Whatever. This place is lame anyway.” He goes back the way he came, muttering about blundering fools that deserve to be mixed into a cocktail.
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!!
My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
"Not allowed to lift my mask in front of guests. My name is Executive Chef Auguste Douxchets Barbeau."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"Indeed. I picked it out myself. In fact, I'm the only one authorized to order it."
The man is brought a skull-shaped glass, an ornate black and green bottle, an ornate slotted spoon, a small pitcher of water, and some sugar cubes.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"You want some?"
"That's a shame, Auguste. I won't tell anybody if you do." He says with a grin, "Folks call me Jitterbug Jones and Jumping Jack. You can call me Benji Brasswood though, for that's my name." He sips at his whiskey.
"No thank you. I have a case in my room."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"More for me." He takes a swig
A red scaled, pitch eyed beholder comes up to the bar
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!!
My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
"It's a very nice offer, Mr. Brasswood, but I must once again decline. The rules are in place for a reason, regardless of how much we may want them to not be there. One holds a knife pointing down when moving not because it is proper etiquette, but because it is safer that way."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!