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Welcome to "The Watering Hole" Mawarra's Home Thread, part IX
#324912 - Sun Mar 09 2003 11:37 AM
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The Pub has had a complete facelift. The outside has been redone in a Mexican adobe style, with horse hitching posts and poles. Swings at each end of the porch and a few rocking chairs. The Pub's sign is now in Neon. it reads:Welcome to Mawarra's,
"The Watering Hole"
Drinks, Eats, Friends, Music and Tall Tales!
     Mawarra appears at the swinging saloon style doors and welcomes all inside. "Welcome to my Pub! Come in, drink, eat and be merry amoung friends. Drinks and eats for Storys, Legends, Ballads, Songs and Tall tales of Adventures Wild and Bold!!"
"Now appearing at "The Watering Hole". The Beautiful Fox Lady with the voice of Silver and harp of Gold! Silver Fox!" --------
"As always the house rules are as stated: 1. All payments for drinks accepted in stories, tales, songs or adventurers you have participated in or heard about. 2. No Fighting 3. No Spitting 4. No Throwing things at the Bartender or others. 5. Eating of Intelligent Sentiant Beings is stricly Off-limits, even by Pets. 6. NO LOADED FIREARMS, EXPLOSIVES, Pyrotechnics, ETC. Weapons unloaded and holstered, swords peaceknotted, or secured in it's scabbard is fine. 7. No orbiting the bar or bloody shovels on floor/furniture allowed. 8. All ages are welcomed, alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks served. We aim to please. 9. Owner reserves the right to add rules as he see's fit.
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Visit Mawarra's Pub: "The Watering Hole" on "The Napping Cats Dream Board."
(( In tribute to "The Gneech" and his online comic "The Suburban Jungle" ))
 Mawarra's Menu
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"Those who lose dreaming are lost." - Australian Aboriginal Proverb
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Wargolem staggers toward the stage, as he walks, his armor melts away - replaced with a sharp tuxedo. He ques the band to begin a blues riff, and belts out his anthem:The Wargolem Song
(to the tune of “Secret Agent Man’ by Johnny Rivers) This golem he leads a life of danger
To Gaming Guardians, he is no stranger
With every move he makes
Another floor section breaks
Odds are he will post in your intro. Chorus:
Agent Wargolem
Agent Wargolem
They've given you some armor
And a cannon with plasma flame
Beware of pretty robots that you find
A pretty ‘bot can have an evil mind
Oh, be careful what you say
Or Radu will ruin your day
Gotta remember to post in that guy’s intro.
Chorus:
Agent Wargolem
Agent Wargolem
They've given you some armor
And a cannon with plasma flame
(Long Saxaphone Solo)
Agent Wargolem
Agent Wargolem
They've given you some armor
And a cannon with plasma flame
Swing dancin' in the Cafeteria one day
Then fightin’ overzealous newbies the next day
Oh, he let an intro slip
While kissing metallic lips
But his RP’s will update on the morrow. Agent Wargolem
Agent Wargolem
They've given you some armor
And a cannon with plasma flame… The construct bows as the song ends. "Thank you very much... This unit is available for weddings, bar mitzvas, and the occasional security gig."
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Slow. blocky. I'm the construct with the plasma ejector...
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C'est la conspiracion!!!
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OOC: LOL!  Awesome.IC: Keiran smiles at the odd parody of a song he's heard from the archives. Once Wargolem finishes, the raccoon claps politely. "I don't think I would have thought that song your type, my friend."
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MZDM/GG: /male blue half-Raikson/learner, bartender, Gaming Guardian recruit/Full signature.
Mars Acad.: Keiran Sulires/male blue Sirac/25(20)/Fine Arts major
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Hi Keiran ..Pop waves from the doorway.
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*his hood turns towards the latest entry into the tavern and there seems almost a scowl in his voice*
"Does no one have any decency around here?"
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"I am all that I seem...and a little more."
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"An excellant song Wargolem and worthy of payment, I thank you also!" Marwarra remarks while clapping.He chuckles at the statement, "Define decency? When you work in a pub that serves beings from multiple realites and universes, you get used to everything. And anyway, there are places where wearing clothes is considered rude and a invitation to people thinking your hiding something. Plus shes not naked anyway." Mawarra waves to Poproxx, "Please come in, sit and refresh yourself. Can i get you anything?"
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Visit Mawarra's Pub: "The Watering Hole" on "The Napping Cats Dream Board."
(( In tribute to "The Gneech" and his online comic "The Suburban Jungle" ))
Mawarra's Menu
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"Those who lose dreaming are lost." - Australian Aboriginal Proverb
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Elaine walks in, smiling. "Wow, a day off from that stupid Anderson, and I stumble upon this famous pub! Real live food!"She sits down at a seat and admires everything around her. "I think I will just sit here for a while before ordering....Oh, there's Poproxx! Hey! And Keiran! Yay, familiars!" She waves to them and proceeds to examine the pub once more.
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"Well, if you insist, I suppose I can deal with it. Now, if I may get a drink, please....I will then regal you all with a story floating about in my mind."
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"I am all that I seem...and a little more."
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Drinks and food suddenly appear as if by magic to everyones specification as Silver Fox makes her way down the stairs, dressed in a flowing outfit of gossamer. She is carrying her instruments in a case and moves to a small alcove that is set on the stage but keeps her in the shadows. Setting up her instruments, it becomes apparent that it is designed to spot light the instruments so that it gives and odd fantasy that they are playing themselves.
Silver tunes the instruments before she looks up at the lights that suddenly set low around the stage, an odd spotlight that is amber in color, focuses on the harp in her hands comes on as she begins to play. The light changes in color as the music changes in beat even as the harp suddenly combining with other instruments that are unseen around her.An ocean can be heard in the back ground that turns into what sounds like jet engines roaring over head. Bagpipes droning with the her harp before a guitar, drums and what sounds like an orchestra adds in. Silver's voice is not the silvery soprano as it is always but it is low this time. In the alto rang, singing a song that has been heard before but this time with more behind it. Once in the life of a Scotsman brave,stalwart warrior so true.
He fought for the lives and freedom
of those he never knew. He came to the aid of foreign lands,
and gladly answered the call.
His memory will live forever,
champion to all. He lived his life both good and true,
and drank deep from the cup of life.
Now he lives in the hall of the brave,
where warriors know no strife. This is for you dear Scotsman brave,
your loss has us dearly cost....
We'll forever remember you so,
our beloved warrior lost. This is for you dear Scotsman brave,
your loose has us dearly cost....
We'll forever remember you so,
our beloved warrior lost. The music fades down to where the jets roar over head again and the bagpipes can be heard again in the background as the roar of the jets suddenly turn into the roar of the ocean against cliffs that fade into the distance.
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Life is a palette, use all the colors.
To judge a book by its cover is to miss the real story within the bounds of that cover and that is what makes the difference. Read on before making up your mind on how the story is written and whether it is good or bad.
What was the question again? Is that your final answer? Was it the correct one?
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Keiran waves to Elaine and PoproXX. "It's good to see you both."He listens, almost transfixed by Silver's voice as she sings. As she finishes, he nods appreciatively, and claps more enthusiastically, though still reservedly, than he did for Wargolem.
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MZDM/GG: /male blue half-Raikson/learner, bartender, Gaming Guardian recruit/Full signature.
Mars Acad.: Keiran Sulires/male blue Sirac/25(20)/Fine Arts major
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Silver Fox nods slightly to the audience before starting her next song which is simply background music that is gentle to the ears of those listening. The harp seems to sing of home to some while others it reminds of favorite spots visited. The notes hang on the air like sparkling sprites as another followed after.
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Life is a palette, use all the colors.
To judge a book by its cover is to miss the real story within the bounds of that cover and that is what makes the difference. Read on before making up your mind on how the story is written and whether it is good or bad.
What was the question again? Is that your final answer? Was it the correct one?
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Dinadan raises an eyebrow at Silver's earlier comment, wondering exactly who it was directed at... Quincy, in the meantime, eagerly scurries into the center of the dome.Shrugging, the otter nods to Mawarra once, before turning back to the bar. He sits mutely through the next couple of songs, and gives the next couple of entrants only a quick glance (although poproxx gets a slightly longer glance than any of the others, and a muttered "Didn't know you could order implants Super Sized...") Dinadan remains in his seat, however... perhaps he wants to hang around for another story?
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Dinadan, Space Mage Adept, and Quincy the Fire Spirit, by Rhan'lav, Salen's PG "You can all play superhero all you like. The only cause I fight for is self-gratification." (Note: # # s indicate private mind speech between Dinadan and Quincy.)
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Matrim, having taken a seat soon after talking with Silver, stands and walks over to Mawarra."By that last comment, I'd say some very exotic patrons have passed thru here. And you speak truthfully when you say that decency is an obscure word. During certain times of our calender, clothing is manditory, and at others it is simply preferred when out of doors. While at some of our more popular celebrations it's almost unheard of to wear anything more than signs of office, or station." Realising that he'd started to ramble on about something as trivial as clothing, Mat tries to cover his embarassment by ordering a drink. "Could I get a glass of hornfruit juice ...wait... nevermind, i'm being a fool. You couldn't possably have any. Not unless Kai, or RMH dropped by my place, and got some from Marcus while I was gone... How about just a cup of cold water, then?"
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Thanx you ONI!!! Never thought I'd look SO GOOD! the Lair
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"I'm aware some cultures follow such beliefs, but that woman is not only openly displaying herself, but practically demanding people look at her. It's obscene."
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"I am all that I seem...and a little more."
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Silver Fox looked up as Matrim stared talking to Mawarra and heard what he wished to drink. A shimmering appeared between the two, a glass of hornfruit juice appearing, hoovering in the air in front of Matrim.A voice whispered in Matrim's ear as if someone were standing next to him. "As you ordered sir." The sound of the birthday song begins filling the pub before Silver's voice joins in. "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Mawarra. Happy birthday to you."
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Life is a palette, use all the colors.
To judge a book by its cover is to miss the real story within the bounds of that cover and that is what makes the difference. Read on before making up your mind on how the story is written and whether it is good or bad.
What was the question again? Is that your final answer? Was it the correct one?
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Mat looks at the drink for a moment, before taking it in hand and sipping at it."Mmmmm... it's just what I needed. But how..."
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Mawarra grins at Silver then chuckles and answers Matrim with a wink, "Oh you know..it's a kind of magic."
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Visit Mawarra's Pub: "The Watering Hole" on "The Napping Cats Dream Board."
(( In tribute to "The Gneech" and his online comic "The Suburban Jungle" ))
Mawarra's Menu
-----
"Those who lose dreaming are lost." - Australian Aboriginal Proverb
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Water appears in front of the Cloaked One, several pieces of ice floating in it as a whispered voice sounds in his ear. "As you ordered sir."The music continues to play gently so that the patrons of the pub can talk without the music interfering.
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Life is a palette, use all the colors.
To judge a book by its cover is to miss the real story within the bounds of that cover and that is what makes the difference. Read on before making up your mind on how the story is written and whether it is good or bad.
What was the question again? Is that your final answer? Was it the correct one?
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*he glances at the water, and then his hood turns towards Silver*
"And what matter of devilry is this?"
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"I am all that I seem...and a little more."
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The voice answers the 'Cloaked One' again even as Silver Fox continues to play. "There is no devilry sir. The pub is as it is and you ordered what you ordered. I merely fufilled it. If you wish me to bring it in person than I will."
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Life is a palette, use all the colors.
To judge a book by its cover is to miss the real story within the bounds of that cover and that is what makes the difference. Read on before making up your mind on how the story is written and whether it is good or bad.
What was the question again? Is that your final answer? Was it the correct one?
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*the hood turns up towards sliver, falling back just enough to give the impression of a blue canine snout below the glowing blue eyes*
"This entire place reaks of the powers of demons and demigods. Which are you?"
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"I am all that I seem...and a little more."
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The voice whispered again even as Silver Fox finished the round of songs and put away her instruments and stowed them away. "This place is open to all sir. You seem to sense many who have visited."Silver made her way to the 'Cloaked Figure' and bowed formally, her eyes dark as she came up to look at him. She blinked but once as the voice that was whispering goes on even as she looked at him. "I am what I am sir. Merely one who works for my brother when needed. I serve drinks, sing and play my instruments. If you require anything else then I will take your order."
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Life is a palette, use all the colors.
To judge a book by its cover is to miss the real story within the bounds of that cover and that is what makes the difference. Read on before making up your mind on how the story is written and whether it is good or bad.
What was the question again? Is that your final answer? Was it the correct one?
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*he looks up at Silver, then pulls back his cloak just enough to reveal the hilt of the sword tucked at his side*
"Don't be smart with me, lass. You're Fae, if his memories are correct. Don't try all that wise man bull with me.....only makes me want to rip peoples tongues out."
*he lifts the glass of water to his muzzle for a drink before looking back at the vixen*
"I suggest you find some one else to go pester, seeing as how I never asked you for my drink in the first place, wench."
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"I am all that I seem...and a little more."
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"You asked for a drink sir. It matters not who you asked but that you received it. If you wished the service of another in this place than you would have had to wait till another had the time to wait upon you. I apologize that my service did not agree with you." Silver Fox's voice was clear as silver bells as she bowed, straightened then turned and walked away.Silver looked at Mawarra, her voice soft as usual. "Patron at the table near the door did not like the way I served so I will take myself up to my rooms to change and out of his graces." Silver moved up the stairs and out of the common area of the pub.
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Life is a palette, use all the colors.
To judge a book by its cover is to miss the real story within the bounds of that cover and that is what makes the difference. Read on before making up your mind on how the story is written and whether it is good or bad.
What was the question again? Is that your final answer? Was it the correct one?
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*he took another sip of his water, snrting to himself*
"Stupid Fae. She's only lucky we weren't in a secluded spot were I would've absorbed her."
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"I am all that I seem...and a little more."
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