"Of course, sir!" He turns back to his usual cheery persona. He starts to rush off before skidding to a halt. "Wait, I forgot to ask for your order." He chuckles.
He chuckles as well, "Well, what do y'all have?"
"Well, I can whip up just about anything you'd like, sir, but the menu has hot wings, meatballs, chili, various cheeses, beans, and several protein options such as beef, pork, and chicken."
He mulls over it for a bit before deciding, "I think I'll have me some chili... with a slice o' cheese on the side. Any cheese, I don't mind." He takes one of the ice cubes from his whiskey glass and holds it in his mouth.
He sits down, pulling the seat to the side to give his lanky legs more room out from under the table. He puts his left elbow on the table and says, "That'd be mighty fine. I ain't one to refuse such a generous offer."
Buttons return after a moment, flipping a bottle of whiskey his hand and holding two shot glasses. Buttons is an extremely competent shooter, so he notices his missing gun. “Hope you don’t mind my askin, but where’s yer iron?”
He laughs and sticks his chin down against his chest as he inhales for a moment. Then he looks back at you, "Heh, well... you'll thank me a fool."
“I might. But I might not. I gots an extra pistol as well, if yer in need.”
"Oh, I ain't in need o' no pistol. I ain't a fan o' guns. I'm... somethin' o' a pacifist."
"Of course, sir!" He turns back to his usual cheery persona. He starts to rush off before skidding to a halt. "Wait, I forgot to ask for your order." He chuckles.
He chuckles as well, "Well, what do y'all have?"
"Well, I can whip up just about anything you'd like, sir, but the menu has hot wings, meatballs, chili, various cheeses, beans, and several protein options such as beef, pork, and chicken."
He mulls over it for a bit before deciding, "I think I'll have me some chili... with a slice o' cheese on the side. Any cheese, I don't mind." He takes one of the ice cubes from his whiskey glass and holds it in his mouth.
Dizzy nods and heads to the stove, making some chili out of the ingredients he has on hand and some that he conjures. "So, um, what brings you here?"
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May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He sits down, pulling the seat to the side to give his lanky legs more room out from under the table. He puts his left elbow on the table and says, "That'd be mighty fine. I ain't one to refuse such a generous offer."
Buttons return after a moment, flipping a bottle of whiskey his hand and holding two shot glasses. Buttons is an extremely competent shooter, so he notices his missing gun. “Hope you don’t mind my askin, but where’s yer iron?”
He laughs and sticks his chin down against his chest as he inhales for a moment. Then he looks back at you, "Heh, well... you'll thank me a fool."
“I might. But I might not. I gots an extra pistol as well, if yer in need.”
"Oh, I ain't in need o' no pistol. I ain't a fan o' guns. I'm... somethin' o' a pacifist."
“I see. That might not do too well for ya ‘round these parts.” Buttons chuckles.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"Well, I can whip up just about anything you'd like, sir, but the menu has hot wings, meatballs, chili, various cheeses, beans, and several protein options such as beef, pork, and chicken."
He mulls over it for a bit before deciding, "I think I'll have me some chili... with a slice o' cheese on the side. Any cheese, I don't mind." He takes one of the ice cubes from his whiskey glass and holds it in his mouth.
Dizzy nods and heads to the stove, making some chili out of the ingredients he has on hand and some that he conjures. "So, um, what brings you here?"
"I've been out a-wanderin' for a while now. My luck ain't been too good of late so I was lookin' to find greener pastures. I tried to take up cattle farmin' but all my stock were stolen by darn cattle rustlers." He cracks the ice with his jaw and crunches it loudly before continuing, "Same thang happened when I tried herdin' horses. I lost just 'bout every dang than I owned so I decided to pack up, head west, and hope fer the best."
“Well that simply ain’t true, Dizzy. You’re my bartender, means you got skill.”
"Of course, sir." He doesn't sound completely convinced.
“You kiddin me? Alls I can make is a boiled egg, and yer over here offering all new kinds o’ foods, conjurin ice from thin air, AND bartendin?”
"I can conjure almost anything that qualifies as food or drink, actually. The quality will vary, however."
“Yer just provin my point, Dizzy.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
He sits down, pulling the seat to the side to give his lanky legs more room out from under the table. He puts his left elbow on the table and says, "That'd be mighty fine. I ain't one to refuse such a generous offer."
Buttons return after a moment, flipping a bottle of whiskey his hand and holding two shot glasses. Buttons is an extremely competent shooter, so he notices his missing gun. “Hope you don’t mind my askin, but where’s yer iron?”
He laughs and sticks his chin down against his chest as he inhales for a moment. Then he looks back at you, "Heh, well... you'll thank me a fool."
“I might. But I might not. I gots an extra pistol as well, if yer in need.”
"Oh, I ain't in need o' no pistol. I ain't a fan o' guns. I'm... somethin' o' a pacifist."
“I see. That might not do too well for ya ‘round these parts.” Buttons chuckles.
He laughs quietly, "Nope, it sure don't. Most folks 'round here are the shoot first, ask questions later type. I don't carry no gun 'cause I don't want to use it."
"Well, I can whip up just about anything you'd like, sir, but the menu has hot wings, meatballs, chili, various cheeses, beans, and several protein options such as beef, pork, and chicken."
He mulls over it for a bit before deciding, "I think I'll have me some chili... with a slice o' cheese on the side. Any cheese, I don't mind." He takes one of the ice cubes from his whiskey glass and holds it in his mouth.
Dizzy nods and heads to the stove, making some chili out of the ingredients he has on hand and some that he conjures. "So, um, what brings you here?"
"I've been out a-wanderin' for a while now. My luck ain't been too good of late so I was lookin' to find greener pastures. I tried to take up cattle farmin' but all my stock were stolen by darn cattle rustlers." He cracks the ice with his jaw and crunches it loudly before continuing, "Same thang happened when I tried herdin' horses. I lost just 'bout every dang than I owned so I decided to pack up, head west, and hope fer the best."
“Sorry buddy, but there ain’t no green pastures left. We’ve been around the world at this point. All desert, far as the eye can see.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Dizzy nods and heads to the stove, making some chili out of the ingredients he has on hand and some that he conjures. "So, um, what brings you here?"
"I've been out a-wanderin' for a while now. My luck ain't been too good of late so I was lookin' to find greener pastures. I tried to take up cattle farmin' but all my stock were stolen by darn cattle rustlers." He cracks the ice with his jaw and crunches it loudly before continuing, "Same thang happened when I tried herdin' horses. I lost just 'bout every dang than I owned so I decided to pack up, head west, and hope fer the best."
"That sounds awful. I guess the only way I can really help here is to provide you chili and cheese."
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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.
He sits down, pulling the seat to the side to give his lanky legs more room out from under the table. He puts his left elbow on the table and says, "That'd be mighty fine. I ain't one to refuse such a generous offer."
Buttons return after a moment, flipping a bottle of whiskey his hand and holding two shot glasses. Buttons is an extremely competent shooter, so he notices his missing gun. “Hope you don’t mind my askin, but where’s yer iron?”
He laughs and sticks his chin down against his chest as he inhales for a moment. Then he looks back at you, "Heh, well... you'll thank me a fool."
“I might. But I might not. I gots an extra pistol as well, if yer in need.”
"Oh, I ain't in need o' no pistol. I ain't a fan o' guns. I'm... somethin' o' a pacifist."
“I see. That might not do too well for ya ‘round these parts.” Buttons chuckles.
He laughs quietly, "Nope, it sure don't. Most folks 'round here are the shoot first, ask questions later type. I don't carry no gun 'cause I don't want to use it."
“I like to think I’m the kind o’ person to talk, then shoot. No exceptions really. Where ya hail from?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"I've been out a-wanderin' for a while now. My luck ain't been too good of late so I was lookin' to find greener pastures. I tried to take up cattle farmin' but all my stock were stolen by darn cattle rustlers." He cracks the ice with his jaw and crunches it loudly before continuing, "Same thang happened when I tried herdin' horses. I lost just 'bout every dang than I owned so I decided to pack up, head west, and hope fer the best."
"That sounds awful. I guess the only way I can really help here is to provide you chili and cheese."
He laughs, "You do your part and I'll be mighty obliged."
"I can conjure almost anything that qualifies as food or drink, actually. The quality will vary, however."
“Yer just provin my point, Dizzy.”
"Pretty much all service angels know those tricks though. It's just something I was taught, not a talent."
“Oh, shut up wouldya? Yer skilled, and that’s that. I got a positive mood around here, see? Mopin’s the only thang ain’t welcome in my tavern.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"I've been out a-wanderin' for a while now. My luck ain't been too good of late so I was lookin' to find greener pastures. I tried to take up cattle farmin' but all my stock were stolen by darn cattle rustlers." He cracks the ice with his jaw and crunches it loudly before continuing, "Same thang happened when I tried herdin' horses. I lost just 'bout every dang than I owned so I decided to pack up, head west, and hope fer the best."
"That sounds awful. I guess the only way I can really help here is to provide you chili and cheese."
He laughs, "You do your part and I'll be mighty obliged."
"Yes sir!"
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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.
"I've been out a-wanderin' for a while now. My luck ain't been too good of late so I was lookin' to find greener pastures. I tried to take up cattle farmin' but all my stock were stolen by darn cattle rustlers." He cracks the ice with his jaw and crunches it loudly before continuing, "Same thang happened when I tried herdin' horses. I lost just 'bout every dang than I owned so I decided to pack up, head west, and hope fer the best."
"That sounds awful. I guess the only way I can really help here is to provide you chili and cheese."
He laughs, "You do your part and I'll be mighty obliged."
"Yes sir!"
"Thankee kindly." He tips his hat to you and chews on another ice cube.
He mulls over it for a bit before deciding, "I think I'll have me some chili... with a slice o' cheese on the side. Any cheese, I don't mind." He takes one of the ice cubes from his whiskey glass and holds it in his mouth.
"Oh, I ain't in need o' no pistol. I ain't a fan o' guns. I'm... somethin' o' a pacifist."
Dizzy nods and heads to the stove, making some chili out of the ingredients he has on hand and some that he conjures. "So, um, what brings you here?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I see. That might not do too well for ya ‘round these parts.” Buttons chuckles.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"I can conjure almost anything that qualifies as food or drink, actually. The quality will vary, however."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I've been out a-wanderin' for a while now. My luck ain't been too good of late so I was lookin' to find greener pastures. I tried to take up cattle farmin' but all my stock were stolen by darn cattle rustlers." He cracks the ice with his jaw and crunches it loudly before continuing, "Same thang happened when I tried herdin' horses. I lost just 'bout every dang than I owned so I decided to pack up, head west, and hope fer the best."
“Yer just provin my point, Dizzy.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
He laughs quietly, "Nope, it sure don't. Most folks 'round here are the shoot first, ask questions later type. I don't carry no gun 'cause I don't want to use it."
“Sorry buddy, but there ain’t no green pastures left. We’ve been around the world at this point. All desert, far as the eye can see.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"That sounds awful. I guess the only way I can really help here is to provide you chili and cheese."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I like to think I’m the kind o’ person to talk, then shoot. No exceptions really. Where ya hail from?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"Pretty much all service angels know those tricks though. It's just something I was taught, not a talent."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He laughs, "You do your part and I'll be mighty obliged."
“Oh, shut up wouldya? Yer skilled, and that’s that. I got a positive mood around here, see? Mopin’s the only thang ain’t welcome in my tavern.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
Rattles speaks up "Can you make anything that a dead man can taste?"
I heard life is what passes when you're too busy living.
"Yes sir!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I was born on a ranch out here in the west and I've ridden from one side of it to the other.''
"Yes, sir. Understood, sir."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Pretty much everyone I've ever served has been dead. Most of them had tongues, though... this is a predicament..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Thankee kindly." He tips his hat to you and chews on another ice cube.