“How ‘bout ya try my Rattlesnake whiskey?” Buttons taps the table to get Dizzy’s attention. “Two specials, Dizzy.” He then turns to the tumbleweed. “By the by, I’m Buttons.”
They get their drinks quickly, and... with ice, somehow.
The tumbleweed extends a branch to grab the glass and immediately pour it in their 'mouth'. "That's good. Cold, but good."
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"I'd be surprised if you could." He finishes off his drink and lets it go down before speaking again, "If you don't mind me askin', whereabouts you from? I'd thank those symbols look to be from the place far hotter than here, but now what would a critter from hell be doin' servin' dranks in a bar?"
"I, uh..." his nervousness finally shows through. "Um... I'd rather not answer that question right now."
He nods and raises a hand, "Very well then. Can't blame a feller for wonderin', but I won't bother you further. You mind fetchin' me a meal? I reckon I could eat my own horse." He gives you a friendly smile.
“How ‘bout ya try my Rattlesnake whiskey?” Buttons taps the table to get Dizzy’s attention. “Two specials, Dizzy.” He then turns to the tumbleweed. “By the by, I’m Buttons.”
They get their drinks quickly, and... with ice, somehow.
“Dizzy, how’d ya get Ice here? We ain’t got o’ them freezie things.”
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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'd be surprised if you could." He finishes off his drink and lets it go down before speaking again, "If you don't mind me askin', whereabouts you from? I'd thank those symbols look to be from the place far hotter than here, but now what would a critter from hell be doin' servin' dranks in a bar?"
"I, uh..." his nervousness finally shows through. "Um... I'd rather not answer that question right now."
He nods and raises a hand, "Very well then. Can't blame a feller for wonderin', but I won't bother you further. You mind fetchin' me a meal? I reckon I could eat my own horse." He gives you a friendly smile.
"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.
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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'd be a blot upon my Texan heritage if'n I didn't come here so here I am. I've been wanting a tavern like this for ages.*
The doors swing wide and in steps a new personage. Lively blue eyes shine out from the leathery tanned face of this cowboy. A wide brimmed hat rests upon his head black haired head and a dark mustache veils his upper lip. Dusty boots thunk on the wooden floor as he lopes across the room to the bar on his long legs. A lasso is looped into his belt and it thumps against his leg with each step he takes. An observant onlooker will notice that this lanky feller doesn't seem to carry a gun.
The stranger sits down at the bar and orders a drink.
*I know you’re rping with baalze but i’m dying to talk to this character…*
*Feel free to roleplay with him. I reckon I can keep track of two interactions at once.*
*Hurray!*
Buttons, who has his feet on one of the tables, tips his hat to the new customer. He groans a little as he sits up straight. “We got another one. Welcome, partner.”
He tips his hat in greeting and pulls up a chair, "Howdy." His mustache disguises his friendly smile but it can be seen through his eyes, "Mighty fine establishment you've got here."
“Preciate that. Why don’t you have a seat? I’ll get you a shot o’ whiskey to worsh the trail dust off o’ yer gullet.”
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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.
“How ‘bout ya try my Rattlesnake whiskey?” Buttons taps the table to get Dizzy’s attention. “Two specials, Dizzy.” He then turns to the tumbleweed. “By the by, I’m Buttons.”
They get their drinks quickly, and... with ice, somehow.
“Dizzy, how’d ya get Ice here? We ain’t got o’ them freezie things.”
Dizzy looks up from the glass he was cleaning. "I have a little bit of magic. Not a lot, and I can't do it for very long, but you wanted something special."
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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.
The sentient tumbleweed is rolling around the place, exploring.
A puffer runs into it and steams angrily at the tumbleweed. Buttons walks over curiously. “I never really figgered out whatchya are…”
It's branches move like it's lips as it speaks likely. "I don't know that much, myself, sir."
“Well, you definitely seem to be some sort o’ tumbleweed. How ‘bout we have a talk?”
"Over a drink? I wanna try one, but I haven't been able to reach the stools."
Buttons laughs heartily. “Well why didn’t ya say so?” Buttons picks up the tumbleweed and places it on one of the stools. He also sits down next to him. “What kinda drink you want?”
"Any will do."
“How ‘bout ya try my Rattlesnake whiskey?” Buttons taps the table to get Dizzy’s attention. “Two specials, Dizzy.” He then turns to the tumbleweed. “By the by, I’m Buttons.”
"I don't... Have a name."
Buttons looks surprised at this. “Well let’s fix ya up with one, then. How’s about Twigs? Or somethin along those lines.”
*Another idea: Weedly.*
"Maybe. I don't know..."
“You got any ideas fer yerself then?”
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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.
“How ‘bout ya try my Rattlesnake whiskey?” Buttons taps the table to get Dizzy’s attention. “Two specials, Dizzy.” He then turns to the tumbleweed. “By the by, I’m Buttons.”
They get their drinks quickly, and... with ice, somehow.
“Dizzy, how’d ya get Ice here? We ain’t got o’ them freezie things.”
Dizzy looks up from the glass he was cleaning. "I have a little bit of magic. Not a lot, and I can't do it for very long, but you wanted something special."
“Well, that’ll be mighty useful till we reach the bazaar, won’t it?”
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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'd be surprised if you could." He finishes off his drink and lets it go down before speaking again, "If you don't mind me askin', whereabouts you from? I'd thank those symbols look to be from the place far hotter than here, but now what would a critter from hell be doin' servin' dranks in a bar?"
"I, uh..." his nervousness finally shows through. "Um... I'd rather not answer that question right now."
He nods and raises a hand, "Very well then. Can't blame a feller for wonderin', but I won't bother you further. You mind fetchin' me a meal? I reckon I could eat my own horse." He gives you a friendly smile.
"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.
Dizzy looks up from the glass he was cleaning. "I have a little bit of magic. Not a lot, and I can't do it for very long, but you wanted something special."
“Well, that’ll be mighty useful till we reach the bazaar, won’t it?”
"I hope so. I have very few talents." He chuckles a bit.
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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'd be a blot upon my Texan heritage if'n I didn't come here so here I am. I've been wanting a tavern like this for ages.*
The doors swing wide and in steps a new personage. Lively blue eyes shine out from the leathery tanned face of this cowboy. A wide brimmed hat rests upon his head black haired head and a dark mustache veils his upper lip. Dusty boots thunk on the wooden floor as he lopes across the room to the bar on his long legs. A lasso is looped into his belt and it thumps against his leg with each step he takes. An observant onlooker will notice that this lanky feller doesn't seem to carry a gun.
The stranger sits down at the bar and orders a drink.
*I know you’re rping with baalze but i’m dying to talk to this character…*
*Feel free to roleplay with him. I reckon I can keep track of two interactions at once.*
*Hurray!*
Buttons, who has his feet on one of the tables, tips his hat to the new customer. He groans a little as he sits up straight. “We got another one. Welcome, partner.”
He tips his hat in greeting and pulls up a chair, "Howdy." His mustache disguises his friendly smile but it can be seen through his eyes, "Mighty fine establishment you've got here."
“Preciate that. Why don’t you have a seat? I’ll get you a shot o’ whiskey to worsh the trail dust off o’ yer gullet.”
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."
Dizzy looks up from the glass he was cleaning. "I have a little bit of magic. Not a lot, and I can't do it for very long, but you wanted something special."
“Well, that’ll be mighty useful till we reach the bazaar, won’t it?”
"I hope so. I have very few talents." He chuckles a bit.
“Well that simply ain’t true, Dizzy. You’re my bartender, means you got skill.”
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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'd be a blot upon my Texan heritage if'n I didn't come here so here I am. I've been wanting a tavern like this for ages.*
The doors swing wide and in steps a new personage. Lively blue eyes shine out from the leathery tanned face of this cowboy. A wide brimmed hat rests upon his head black haired head and a dark mustache veils his upper lip. Dusty boots thunk on the wooden floor as he lopes across the room to the bar on his long legs. A lasso is looped into his belt and it thumps against his leg with each step he takes. An observant onlooker will notice that this lanky feller doesn't seem to carry a gun.
The stranger sits down at the bar and orders a drink.
*I know you’re rping with baalze but i’m dying to talk to this character…*
*Feel free to roleplay with him. I reckon I can keep track of two interactions at once.*
*Hurray!*
Buttons, who has his feet on one of the tables, tips his hat to the new customer. He groans a little as he sits up straight. “We got another one. Welcome, partner.”
He tips his hat in greeting and pulls up a chair, "Howdy." His mustache disguises his friendly smile but it can be seen through his eyes, "Mighty fine establishment you've got here."
“Preciate that. Why don’t you have a seat? I’ll get you a shot o’ whiskey to worsh the trail dust off o’ yer gullet.”
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?”
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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.
"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."
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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.
Buttons choked on his drink a little. “We got all that?!”
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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 looks up from the glass he was cleaning. "I have a little bit of magic. Not a lot, and I can't do it for very long, but you wanted something special."
“Well, that’ll be mighty useful till we reach the bazaar, won’t it?”
"I hope so. I have very few talents." He chuckles a bit.
“Well that simply ain’t true, Dizzy. You’re my bartender, means you got skill.”
"Of course, sir." He doesn't sound completely convinced.
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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."
Dizzy looks up from the glass he was cleaning. "I have a little bit of magic. Not a lot, and I can't do it for very long, but you wanted something special."
“Well, that’ll be mighty useful till we reach the bazaar, won’t it?”
"I hope so. I have very few talents." He chuckles a bit.
“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?”
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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.”
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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.
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The tumbleweed extends a branch to grab the glass and immediately pour it in their 'mouth'. "That's good. Cold, but good."
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He nods and raises a hand, "Very well then. Can't blame a feller for wonderin', but I won't bother you further. You mind fetchin' me a meal? I reckon I could eat my own horse." He gives you a friendly smile.
“Dizzy, how’d ya get Ice here? We ain’t got o’ them freezie things.”
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
"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.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Preciate that. Why don’t you have a seat? I’ll get you a shot o’ whiskey to worsh the trail dust off o’ yer gullet.”
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
Dizzy looks up from the glass he was cleaning. "I have a little bit of magic. Not a lot, and I can't do it for very long, but you wanted something special."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“You got any ideas fer yerself then?”
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
“Well, that’ll be mighty useful till we reach the bazaar, won’t it?”
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 chuckles as well, "Well, what do y'all have?"
"I hope so. I have very few talents." He chuckles a bit.
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."
“Well that simply ain’t true, Dizzy. You’re my bartender, means you got skill.”
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
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?”
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
"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."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Buttons choked on his drink a little. “We got all that?!”
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
"Of course, sir." He doesn't sound completely convinced.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Not a lot of any of them, but I was hoping I wouldn't have to say that." He looks a little ashamed.
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 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."
“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?”
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 might. But I might not. I gots an extra pistol as well, if yer in need.”
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