MobaFire Tavern

[quote=Meiyjhe]Charles was watering the bananatree when suddenly out of nowhere the tree combusted. "What the hell is this?!" he said. After a few seconds of immense fire, the tree became nothing but ashes. Charles walked up closer to the ashes, falling down on his knees. "Why" he asked. Then suddenly a banana hand came out of the ashes. "I am back baby", banana said. Charles looked at banana with full suprise and said "welcome back master". Banana started to walk away. "Where are you going?" Charles asked. "First of all, I will clean up the mess made by my son, Bruise. It seems he disappeared together with werepirelord halfway his adventure. Then I will go back to the tavern to get drunk. Losing your son is hard stuff to deal with ykno" Charles stood up, looked how banana walked away and thought by himself how cliché it was of banana to return the way he did. Charles sighed and started to clean up the remaining ashes of the tree. Hours later and Banana had searched everywhere for Bruise, nowhere to be found. Banana walked into the tavern, disappointed with the fact that Bruise disappeared. When Banana entered the tavern he saw his own son hanging on the table... dead with money in front of his nose. Banana was stunned. "WHAT HAPPENED TO MY SON?!?!" Banana screamed. Some people looked up, but most of them didn't even seem to care. Banana sat by his son in grief. "He died of hunger and thirst, he didn't do anything with the money that he had. He just... waited... for too long" the bartender said. Banana gave the bartender a depressed look. "Sorry for your loss kid" the bartender said. "By the way, keep an eye on that woman over there, she keeps saying that she smells money or something. I do not know what this money is for, but if you plan on keeping it, I suggest you do". "Thanks" was the response of Banana. Banana grabbed his phone and called Charles. "Hey Charles, I found Bruise". "Oh really?! Thats great news!" Charles responded. Banana said "Yeah... about that... come to the tavern and bring a coffin with you. We have a funeral to attend to". Banana hung up. What the hell was Bruise planning anyway, Banana was wondering while he was looking at the money. Banana took the money and put it in his pocket. Better not let it fall in the hands of woman smell-a-lot. Banana waited on Charles to arrive.[/quote]

[quote=Latest Legend]Latest smiles as he approaches the tavern. "Some things never change" he mumbles to himself as he looks at the ancient building in front of him. Pushing open the door, he sees a banana on the phone, clearly in distress. He quickly scans his surroundings, finding nothing but unfamiliar faces. "Well, some things do" he says out loud, too deep in thoughts to realize his annoying habit surfaced again. He walks towards the bar bar when he catches the smell of rotting fruit. He notices the other banana. "Great" he says. The barman's voice surprises him. "You want a drink or what?" "Sure," he says as he pulls his brownish hair together. Then he notices the woman with a cowboy hat watching the young banana with a preying look. "Two glasses of water, please" he says, and throws some coins on the bar. He clumsily takes the two glasses from the ever so swift bartender's hands and walks to the banana, presenting him one of the glasses. "This is no place for a kid, young banana" he says. "Especially when they're attracting attention. Where are-" He stops when he spots the mature look in his eyes. It looked like Latest found trouble again. He shouldn't have come to the tavern in the first place, how could he think there wouldn't be something going on here? He sighs and stands for a while, looking at the door. But he fears he won't be leaving town soon. Another deep sigh escapes his nose. OOC: I'm assuming Banana was "reborn" like a phoenix, so that he would look like a young banana. If not then feel free to ignore and I'll just take a seat in the corner to observe.[/quote]

[quote=The_Nameless_Bard]The Nameless Bard did her best to blend into the shadows, though this was somewhat thwarted by the pale glow of the swirling tattoos on her left arm. She looked like a seasoned warrior with her well-worn scalemail and a sword and shield on her back. She glanced about nervously, suspiciously. The creature sitting at the table with her put its hand on her shoulder reassuringly. He was powerfully built and strange. Definitely reptilian, but more refined and intelligent looking than your average lizard man. The Bard shrugged his hand off, looking back for a second as if to say "I'm ok".[/quote]

[quote=TROLLing1999]Trolling kept silent. He had been siting at the same spot for hours observing the other customers without saying a word. Once in a while, he would take another sip of whiskey but for most of the time he was just watching. The place that he once used to call home had now changed a lot. All kinds of weird people, he had never heard of before, would come to the old tavern before they continued their way to success or in most cases failure. The old man had seen a lot of them in his times. Heroes and wanna-be heroes, passengers seeking for adventure and ambitious travellers trying to satisfy their thirst for money. He himself had been in the same path in the past. Now, though, he had been forgotten just like anyone else. He had failed and the only thing left for him was a cheap bottle of whiskey and a cold, wet spot in the most remoted corner of the tavern. Sometimes young men would sit with him and ask him to recite old stories, showing this way their respect to his person, but for most of the time he would not exchange a word with anyone but the barman. Trolling kept wandering, "Is this my ending?" and seeked for another chance.[/quote]

[quote=R4GE]Rhonst stood outside the tavern and lied his ear to the door. As he heard sobs a tall man appeared behind him. Rhonst turned around and looked up at the strangers face. Behind him there was five middle aged men lifting out a coffin out of a limousine. "Sir, can you please move away from the door?", the stranger asked. Rhonst took a step to the left and watched as the man opened the door for the five men lifting the coffin. He walked into the tavern and closed the door behind him. The six men with the coffin walked down the tavern to a table at the back. To his confusion a banana were sitting on a chair next to a younger bananas corpse. Rhonst watched as how the tall man and the banana opened the coffin and put the corpse in it. He walked silently to a table and took a seat.[/quote]

[quote=utopus]OOC: I didn't even know this thread existed until now. I'd like to read through the whole story, but I don't want to read through 500 posts of this stuff. +rep goes out to the first person to write a synopsis of this LOOOOL[/quote]

[quote=The_Nameless_Bard]OOC: This thread has been restarted at least once....so I, for example, am not roleplaying as the same character I was when the thread originally started.[/quote]

[quote=mastrer1000]OCC: You could just walk into the tavern without knowing everything that has happened before. In an actual tavern you wouldn't know what happened before you arrived as well.[/quote]

[quote=Meiyjhe]Banana was watching how the gentlemen put Bruise in the coffin. "Where do you want us to take him, ser" Charles asked. Banana was took a bottle of whiskey and drank it all at once, it gave Banana an idea. "HEY BARTENDER!", Banana yelled, "Can we bury a bruised banana underneath your tavern?!" Everyone in the tavern looked in shock at Banana. The bartender was silent and walked slowly to Banana. "Listen, I am sorry for the loss of your son, but I will not break open my floor so that you can bury your son underneath it. It isn't quite good for business. You will have to bring the body somewhere else" The bartender replied. "Bananas decompose and shit, you wont smell him after you put some dirt over it and hammer some planks over it. I WANT BRUISE BURIED HERE BECAUSE THIS PLACE IS WHAT KILLED HIM IN THE FIRST PLACE" Banana yelled. "Sir..." "NO CHARLES, I HAVE MADE MY DECISION." "You cannot bury things here without my permission and I ain't giving you permission, so please leave" said the bartender. The bartender turned his back to Banana. "I will give you 5000k riot points" The bartender stood still after what Banana just said. He turned around and asked "5000k?" "5000k" "Alright then. Tomorrow I will close shop, you can go bury your son, clean up your mess in such a way that no one could ever know what you just did, got it? Else the price will double." "Of course" After Banana said that the bartender walked back to the counter again mumbling about how crazy Banana is. "Sir, you are drunk you shouldn't make decisions like this" Charles replied. Banana ignored what Charles said and turned to everyone else in the tavern. "Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow at 12.00 I will bury my son Bruise. If you care about my son, he and myself would greatly appreciate it if you would come, thank you" "Hey Banana" said a stranger voice coming from his back. Banana turned around and saw a fellow in a purple shirt. Banana was too woozy too see who it was. "Hey" Banana replied. "I heard about your loss" "How couldn't you have heard it?" The fellow was smiling "You know, I know where werepirelord is" "I do not care about him. "No?" "Caring about him took two innocent banana lives in the first place... sort of" Banana took a sip from his fifth whiskey bottle. "What if I told you that I know how to bring Erdar and Bruise back to life?" "Then I would call you a liar. LIAR!!!!" The purple shirted man grinned. "I know whats in the purple-yellow bag" The purple man took a purple-yellow bag out of his pocket, laughed like a maniac and walked away. "NO! NOOOO!" Banana yelled. Banana tried to follow him but he was too drunk. Banana MUST find this man, MUST FIND OUT WHO HE IS AND GET THIS BAG BACK WHERE HE BELONGS! TOMORROW! Or the day after that. Banana fell asleep on the ground. "If you wanna sleep here you gotta pay for that" the bartender said. "Ugh... I'll pay for him" Charles replied. "Shouldn't you like... bring him home or something?" Charles sighed. "He is too heavy too carry"[/quote]

[quote=Latest Legend]After the fuss with the bananas, Latest looked around the tavern once more. "No use meddling in stuff you don't know the slightest about" he mumbled to himself. He asked the bartender: "Would you mind telling me what's going on at the moment?" "I'm busy," he replied, "go ask someone else. See that man over there? Trolling, that's the one you should be talking to." Latest emptied one of his glasses and put it on the bar. Then he went to Trolling's table. When he spotted a slight glow in the corner of his eyes he automatically flexed the muscles in his right hand and with his left hand he reached to a small bottle on his belt. Then he heard a coin falling on the ground. Sighing he came back to his senses and picked up the coin, together with the leather strap that went through the hole in the middle of the coin. The ends were slightly burned. He calmed down, took a new strap out of his pocket and bound the coin at his wrist again. Then he sat down at Trolling's table. He observed the man in front of him. "Quite the spectacle, isn't it?" he told the man. "Would you know more about what's been happening around town lately? I've been missing out, it seems." OOC: Not sure what the rules of this world are, but I hope some very basic "magic" won't cross the border. No fireballs or stuff coming from this character, just a body that can become very hot :P Since there's no tavern master I just do whatever ^^[/quote]