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The Witness stirs from their nap and places their poem onto the bar counter before drifting back to sleep.
Conquest
Is commercial
It's legitimate trade
And so to the highest bidder
Victory
Brocklandia, Zombie Penguins, Zany Zanes, Tercania islands, and 1 otherDuncan the delivery doggo
Returns from grabbing the equipment necessary to handling nectar, the shadowy figure now adorn in an apron, gloves, some healing salve and precautionary basics.
Alright then, stand back.
This goes on for about an hour and drives all but the bravest guests out of the bar.
The bartender walks out, drink in hand.
The drink itself is of a neon purple color, giving off a faint aura.
If one get close to it, can hear whispers of the damned as it fizzes.
Some of the fizz drips and hits the ground, melting spots of the floor like acid.
Handles the glass carefully about to set it down when they realize a lot has happened since last time.
Hm...
Unfortunately they are now stuck with a Nectar order and unsure of where to set it, it gets placed somewhere discrete, a little warning sign which will deter no one placed beside it.
Brocklandia, Jehovahs witness, and Tercania islands
I see the Old Drink has made itself known once more.
A ghastly and unique jewel.
Straws, anyone?
Jehovahs witness, Zany Zanes, and The Dodo Republic
Brocklandia, Drunkndisorderly, Jehovahs witness, and Zany Zanes
I feel like "volunteered" may not be quite the right word to use here, because no one would ever voluntarily judge the weekend poetry contest at this bar.
Then again, no one would ever voluntarily [insert activity of choice or non-activity or come within 10 billion light years or 3 dimensions] at this bar.
Nonetheless, here is a poem from up north, eh.
Please give me second place
I didn't come here from space
Isn't the whole point of mars
To avoid going near crazy interdimensional bars
Eh
Okay, I'm done, eh.
I will now retreat into my cave of spaghetti and calculus textbooks and will be back in June of 2084 when I'm finally done with finals.
Zany Zanes and Tercania islands
There once was a ranger
Fighting all sorts of danger
Who fell into a bar
Sipped some Nectar
And is now stuck as a teenager.
Yeah hi can I get some Nectar, on the rocks.
Because this is where I went after my puppet left tsp after auphelia banned rp.
(Don't tell the goddess I said that lol)
I have a region now. Yay! And made an embassy with this god forsaken place.
Home sweet home
Z-day was fun here
*chokes*
You compare this place to Chuck E Cheese?!
Yeah hi can I get some Nectar, on the rocks.
Here you go: one nectar, poured over a glass of limestone and granite gravel. Drink it quickly, before the rocks dissolve.
I misread that as "stuck in a teenager" at first. Wow, does that change the meaning!
Zombie Penguins, Pricane, and PR Megaforce
*drinks* I was expectin- *spontaneously combusts and explodes*
*Sigh* Say it with me, everyone: "I am not cleaning that up."
my body slowly begins reforming from the goop on the floor.
I suppose, like most masochists, you'll be wanting a refill? Here you go.
Tercania islands and The Grimm Reaper
continues reforming
reforms fully. Ah, sure it had a bit less of a kick than I expected. Can I get some to go.
*drinks* ...?
Nectar Missed...
Sure. Give it twenty minutes and it will evolve legs on its own so that it can accompany you.
hello, Got any Food?
Nothing that won't crawl back up or eat you alive from the inside.
I do, however, have a lovely selection of maple syrup.
Please take some. I have more than I know what to do with, eh.
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