MobaFire Tavern

[quote=omagma]OOC (Have no idea what that means): My bad Jhoi, i tend to just keep writing once i start. and i will tune down on the "god-like" status (again, once i get an idea i tend tend to overdo it (:)[/quote]

[quote=jhoijhoi]OOC (out of character): No problem ^^[/quote]

[quote=Toshabi]Toshabi enters the tavern and takes a look at the crowd inside. He glares at the stupidity of the crowd that resides within the tavern and makes his way to the corner, taking out a banjo. "Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I have come here to..... JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!" Toshabi engages in godly, super sexy banjo performance. Rolls an entertainment throw of 13 + 5 from char modifier.[/quote]

[quote=Nighthawk][quote]God-modding, it's a term used in role-play to describe it when someone says another character performs an action or is automatically damaged. Here is a simple example: Bad: Bob pushed Rob off the airplane Good: Bob threw his arm at Rob, hoping to hit his back and push him off of the airplane.[/quote] Might want to add some rules into the OP, Jhoi (Godmodding, power playing, mary sues and gary stues, power posting, metagaming, etc) Nighthawk walks quietly into the bar, taking a seat at the bar he orders some Jawa Juice (made from freshly squeezed Jawa's! :D) and looks around the bar, noting an interesting sort of person trying to burn up the entire place, several people holding medieval weapons, someone with a banjo in the corner, and several highly attractive women in the bar. Unfortunately it seemed they were already taken, so Nighthawk edged closer to the burning man, being careful to avoid flying sparks. "Maybe try using some flint or oil?"[/quote]

[quote=jhoijhoi]jhoijhoi shook her head confused. She swore a man went flying past her and hit the bar, but she must have been seeing things. Unbeknownst to the patrons in the tavern, if things occurred that upset too many people, the occurrence was retracted, and things set back to the way things were. Currently everyone was fine, the smashed tables from the brawl involving the knight had reassembled themselves, the ground was scorched by the attempted fire. A nice fire burned merrily in the new fireplace, and the bartender stood behind the counter, swirling a dirty dishcloth inside an equally dirty mug.[/quote]

[quote=IceCreamy]"Behold!", shouted IceCreamy, as if he wanted to show everyone something. He continued: "Here, I have...". He took a pause, hoping that the crowd would gather, and be curious at what he was about to show.[/quote]

[quote=Blowfeld]As her bag was opened a tiny creature named Blowfeld came to light in their midst. A curse has shrunk him to toy size and he looked quite grim as the shine of the fireplace reflected in his incisive eyes. "He's sooo cute!!!" & "Look, his face is all cosy furry" could be heard as the female crowd gathered around him in exitement. But nobody knew his dark and twisted secret at that point of time...[/quote]

[quote=DuffTime](OOC) To the people who aren't familiar with things, you'll generally want to write a sort of, "If this happens, then that happens next" type of post. I.E; "Person" swings his right hand wildly, and if the blow lands it would send "Target" spinning to the floor. Generally speaking, you'll want to *Realistically* evaluate the persona of the character you are attempting to portray. If you're not trained in the ways of fighting, you might take that punch on the jaw. If you are, you might slip it and swing back. If you're simply agile, but not a fighter, you might narrowly dodge it and try to find a way out. So those are the kinds of things to keep in mind, what is realistic for the persona you're trying to portray. "God moder's" generally take the joy out of it for those who are trying to get into their roles :P[/quote]

[quote=DuffTime]The doors to the tavern swing open dramatically. Enter DuffTime. Standing an even six foot, with the lithe yet wiry frame of a former fighter, He stood in the doorway for a moment, evaluating the room momentarily before entering, his lips tweaking at one corner in his signature half mouthed smirk. Adorned in apparently expensive "traveler's" attire, a form fitting linen shirt somewhat loosely displayed the subtle curvature of athletic muscles on his chest and abs, the rest of him concealed by a snug leather jacket. His leggings were non distinct, but well made, and of an almost matching tan hue to his shirt, and he wore leather boots which matched his brown jacket. On the boots, small designs had been marked into them, again signifying that they may have been somewhat expensive. His eyes were blue, and his face was somewhat elegant, yet he carried a stern, grounded look in his misty blue eyes that seemed to contradict the heady smugness about him. His hair was lightly styled into a poofy point in the front, curiously holding strong through almost any activity he participated in. When asked how he achieved such a poofy, yet resilient hair style, he would generally just wink and not give much response. In his jacket, he does carry five CONCEALED throwing knives, a fighting knife, and he carries one in his boot as well. He has a special domain over these knives, which I will go into more detail about later if the need arises or if anyone feels it is required to state now. Otherwise, I will leave that secret for now. --- DuffTime walked slowly in, stepping slowly around the burned spot on the ground with an amused look on his face. His body leaned slightly from side to side ad he made his way to the bar, and he sat down finally, not facing the bar, but rather facing out towards the inhabitants. There was an odd energy about this place... He didn't feel comfortable turning his back to the room just yet. He takes a moment to make eye contact with any women in the room, sending them a smirk and a wink before turning sideways to the bartender. "If you've got dry scotch, that's what I'm lookin' for Mr. bartender." he said somewhat softly, his voice a smooth baritone, and just and carefully crafted as the rest of him.[/quote]

[quote=The_Nameless_Bard]Amanda looked surprised and concerned at the young man getting thrown into the bar, but didn't leave her seat. Humming all the while, she pulled a wayward tangle of yarn and needles from her purse and started to knit absentmindedly. She smiled slightly at the smirk and wink she had received from DuffTime and continued her visually distracting knitting without a glance at a her hands.[/quote]