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."
"Bah! Rules ain't for me. I don't care for that sort of thing. Besides, most knives I've come across were pointed at my heart." He downs the rest of the contents of his glass and places it down on the counter with a thud. He likes the sound of it and starts banging it down again to create a simple beat.
"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."
"Bah! Rules ain't for me. I don't care for that sort of thing. Besides, most knives I've come across were pointed at my heart." He downs the rest of the contents of his glass and places it down on the counter with a thud. He likes the sound of it and starts banging it down again to create a simple beat.
"Please don't do that."
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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 red scaled, pitch eyed beholder comes up to the bar
The Head Chef turns. "Hello there. I presume you've come looking for textures and colors beyond what normal food will provide?"
“What are your vegetarian options?”
He passes over a green menu with a cover that reads Vegan Options.
"We've got many, many options. Surely one will be to your liking."
He opens it up and skims through the meals. (You can highlight some standouts to give me an idea, no need to write an entire vegan menu) Can I also get one of whatever the hells he is having? *gestures to ParadoxShark’s character*
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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!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
"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."
"Bah! Rules ain't for me. I don't care for that sort of thing. Besides, most knives I've come across were pointed at my heart." He downs the rest of the contents of his glass and places it down on the counter with a thud. He likes the sound of it and starts banging it down again to create a simple beat.
"Please don't do that."
He stops and sticks his hand in the deep pockets of his zoot suit. Then his foot begins to tap on the floor, "Sorry, I got this rhythm in my bones."
A large warforged lumbers about the top decks, electric blue eyes taking in all of the wonderous things.
Suddenly he remembers he's supposed to be doing something.
But. What was it....
He frantically spins around, trying to recall his task. He opens the nearest door to him and goes inside.
He finds himself in a cold storage room. He's probably not supposed to be here... There is a big door at the end of the room.
"Oh yeah this feels right," he mutters uncertainly. He grabs a few random food items off of the shelves as he makes a beeline for the door, and opens it.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
A red scaled, pitch eyed beholder comes up to the bar
The Head Chef turns. "Hello there. I presume you've come looking for textures and colors beyond what normal food will provide?"
“What are your vegetarian options?”
He passes over a green menu with a cover that reads Vegan Options.
"We've got many, many options. Surely one will be to your liking."
He opens it up and skims through the meals. (You can highlight some standouts to give me an idea, no need to write an entire vegan menu) Can I also get one of whatever the hells he is having? *gestures to ParadoxShark’s character*
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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!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
A large warforged lumbers about the top decks, electric blue eyes taking in all of the wonderous things.
Suddenly he remembers he's supposed to be doing something.
But. What was it....
He frantically spins around, trying to recall his task. He opens the nearest door to him and goes inside.
He finds himself in a cold storage room. He's probably not supposed to be here... There is a big door at the end of the room.
"Oh yeah this feels right," he mutters uncertainly. He grabs a few random food items off of the shelves as he makes a beeline for the door, and opens it.
He finds himself in a massive kitchen, with bustling cooks all around him, too busy to pay much attention to the warforged.
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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 red scaled, pitch eyed beholder comes up to the bar
The Head Chef turns. "Hello there. I presume you've come looking for textures and colors beyond what normal food will provide?"
“What are your vegetarian options?”
He passes over a green menu with a cover that reads Vegan Options.
"We've got many, many options. Surely one will be to your liking."
He opens it up and skims through the meals. (You can highlight some standouts to give me an idea, no need to write an entire vegan menu) Can I also get one of whatever the hells he is having? *gestures to ParadoxShark’s character*
*There is the Impossible Beef Wellington, Crispy BBQ Tofu, and Vegan Bolognese, just as examples*
"Of course." The beholder gets the same equipment.
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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 large warforged lumbers about the top decks, electric blue eyes taking in all of the wonderous things.
Suddenly he remembers he's supposed to be doing something.
But. What was it....
He frantically spins around, trying to recall his task. He opens the nearest door to him and goes inside.
He finds himself in a cold storage room. He's probably not supposed to be here... There is a big door at the end of the room.
"Oh yeah this feels right," he mutters uncertainly. He grabs a few random food items off of the shelves as he makes a beeline for the door, and opens it.
He finds himself in a massive kitchen, with bustling cooks all around him, too busy to pay much attention to the warforged.
He experiences a mild sensory overload, then gets over it and smiles happily. "Time to test out my new tongue!" And he dunks his head in a pot of soup.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
A red scaled, pitch eyed beholder comes up to the bar
The Head Chef turns. "Hello there. I presume you've come looking for textures and colors beyond what normal food will provide?"
“What are your vegetarian options?”
He passes over a green menu with a cover that reads Vegan Options.
"We've got many, many options. Surely one will be to your liking."
He opens it up and skims through the meals. (You can highlight some standouts to give me an idea, no need to write an entire vegan menu) Can I also get one of whatever the hells he is having? *gestures to ParadoxShark’s character*
*There is the Impossible Beef Wellington, Crispy BBQ Tofu, and Vegan Bolognese, just as examples*
"Of course." The beholder gets the same equipment.
“I’ll have the BBQ tofu.”
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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!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
It is incredibly, jaw-droppingly strong. The flavors are overpowering.
"I would suggest using the water and sugar, sir."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Head Chef turns. "Hello there. I presume you've come looking for textures and colors beyond what normal food will provide?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Bah! Rules ain't for me. I don't care for that sort of thing. Besides, most knives I've come across were pointed at my heart." He downs the rest of the contents of his glass and places it down on the counter with a thud. He likes the sound of it and starts banging it down again to create a simple beat.
“What are your vegetarian options?”
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!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
He passes over a green menu with a cover that reads Vegan Options.
"We've got many, many options. Surely one will be to your liking."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Please don't do that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He opens it up and skims through the meals. (You can highlight some standouts to give me an idea, no need to write an entire vegan menu) Can I also get one of whatever the hells he is having? *gestures to ParadoxShark’s character*
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!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
He stops and sticks his hand in the deep pockets of his zoot suit. Then his foot begins to tap on the floor, "Sorry, I got this rhythm in my bones."
*GTG*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Benji Brasswood is swinging and singing through the busy crowds, "It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing! Do wap do wap do wap do waaaa!"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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He finds himself in a cold storage room. He's probably not supposed to be here... There is a big door at the end of the room.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Oh yeah this feels right," he mutters uncertainly. He grabs a few random food items off of the shelves as he makes a beeline for the door, and opens it.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
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!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
Benji Brasswood is swinging and singing through the busy crowds, "It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing! Do wap do wap do wap do waaaa!"
He finds himself in a massive kitchen, with bustling cooks all around him, too busy to pay much attention to the warforged.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*There is the Impossible Beef Wellington, Crispy BBQ Tofu, and Vegan Bolognese, just as examples*
"Of course." The beholder gets the same equipment.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He experiences a mild sensory overload, then gets over it and smiles happily. "Time to test out my new tongue!" And he dunks his head in a pot of soup.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
“I’ll have the BBQ tofu.”
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!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
Brasswood is strolling around the ship with a cocktail in his hand.