[Game Thread] The First - Finding Terrible Things

[badhorse]

Ringo sidles back to the table where the rest of the group is located. "Not bad, huh? I have connections, like I said." He grins proudly.

[Fragmaster01]

She returns with everyone's drinks(-1g from Ringo). "So I'm connections now? What happened to being a beautiful woman? Sounds like you're moving me out the disc."

[copatt]

Serena stares sadly at her mug for a few minutes. Finally, she lowers her head and sips some of the beer out of it. Before long, the drink is low enough that that tactic no longer works. She contemplates using a mage hand spell to manipulate the mug, but isn't sure her coordiantion with it would be sufficient to keep from spilling the drink. Actually miss, she asks's Ringo's connections, do you think I could get a straw?

[badhorse]

Ringo who, me?s innocently at Alyn's good-natured ribbing. "Neither your beauty nor your gender are in question, my dear. I was just telling these guys how I know everyone worth knowing around these parts." He grins, and busies himself with emptying his mug before he can get himself into more trouble.

[Caput]

Mu seems to have quietly zoned out as he sips his glass of tapwater. He smiles at Ringo's attempts to ingratiate himself. "I may have misjudged you. I was expecting you to cause chaos."

[badhorse]

Ringo flashes Mu a genuinely puzzled look. "Hmmm? What did you think that for?"

[Fragmaster01]

Serena: "Of course dear, here you go." You get a bendy straw: truly the greatest of disckind's inventions.

Ringo: She is hesitant about bringing you more booze. This might be a Bad Idea.

[copatt]

Serena sips at her drink through the bendy straw. She paces herself, though, not wanting to finish too quickly and find herself without the money to buy another. So, um, what does anyone here know about abandoned transit lines and mole men?

[DeepFriedWyzard]

"Oh I know all about the mole men!" Of course she was lying. "I used to live underground, and fought a whole pack of them." This was also probably a lie. "They have some kinda crazy sewer magic, and like, lasers. No, I had the lasers, yeah."

She looked down at her drink, she couldn't actually drink it. Her mouth was just a mechanical sound amplifier hooked up to her brain. She couldnt help but feel depressed to think about it. Her brain was advanced enough to have emotions, but she didnt have a metabolism to alter those emotions with chemicals like organics.

"Fine, I know I'm an awful liar. I think I did run into them on a job once though. They kinda kept to themselves though."

[badhorse]

"Well, if they're abandoned then it's probable that no one is there. Which would lead one to wonder: why, then are there mole people? Don't they know it's abandoned? They seem pretty irresponsible." The drink is starting to take effect.

Ringo leans over towards Rena, a thirsty look in his eye. "You gonna drink that?"

[Fragmaster01]

All: Your heartwarming and wonderful chat is horribly interrupted by the sound of the door banging open slightly too fast for it's hinges. Were it a proper door, it would have phoned the manufacturer to void the warranty, but this was not a 4-star establishment.

"Now let's get some drink up in this place!" A burly man, mostly human, save for his prosthetic right hand, which appeared to be outfitted with some sort of Inspector Gadget style hollow fingers. You can't really tell what's in them, other than they have hinges where hinges do not belong.

He is smacked roughly on the shoulder. "Oh please, like what you enjoy is 'drink'. You couldn't hold in proper drink if you got an extra stomach installed." Some sort of mutant, this... thing is the proud owner of a set of blue tentacles coming out of his back, wriggling about in an improper manner.

"That, my friends, sounds like a challenge. To drink!" She declares this as if Drink were an old friend to toast, were the art of toasting not involving devouring said drink(an icky way to treat a friend, to be sure). This humanoid appears to have bandages covering the right side of her face, and given the amount of metallic skin on her, it's probably covering surgical work. 'Reworks', they call them... creepy folk who decide that they should be proper cyborgs, and do it piece by piece rather than downloading themselves into a new body. More... intimate that way, they claim. It's probably a marketing scam run by cyber-surgeons looking for repeat customers.

Either way, the crowd smashes rowdily towards the bar, and demands a round of the stiffest things that are legally allowed to be sold here. You're unlikely to find much peace and quiet for the time being.

[copatt]

Serena shifts nervously from two broad feet to the others, bumping into the seats to either side of her. Guys, she whispers, this new crew is making me kind of nervous. Maybe we should get started with work.

[Caput]

Mu shrugs. "I'm happy to go whenever." He stands up to leave.

[badhorse]

Ringo glances longingly at the exciting and thirsty new arrivals. "I guess I should make sure to be at least partially sober for my first day of work ever," he muses with some sorrow. "Fine, let's blow this taco stand." He stands up as well.

[copatt]

Serena backs away from the table; even craning her long neck to see behind her she bumps into another table and its chairs. Crap, crap, crap. I hate being so clumsy. Making her way out of the saloon, she nods to the employees, as well as the new arrivals.