Fantasy Dons Pan-Dimensional Diner [reboot]

[Vagabond Spectre]

"Anett" continued to "chew" on the stuff toy as Tod and Knucks chat. Clearly she is minding her own business ignoring everyone else. "Anett" stopped chewing on the bear and gazed at the cards on the table. "Anett" dropped her bear and grabbed one of the cards. The bear was dropped to the floor. After a few minutes on staring at the card. She slowly opened her mouth and drew it near the card. "Anett" ate the card. Now the card is floating around her head. Her cells were finding nutritional things on the card before bringing it to the nucleus. It's going to take them a while to digest it.

 

[Sara Sidereal]

Dosey heard Tod's voice and realized he's the guy that helped her earlier.

More importantly, though: "Um, excuse me, Mr. Tod?" If he was sitting anywhere near her, she prodded him gently in the side with a hoof. "Did Mr. Don ever make us those drinks? Sorry to bother you."

Fucking rude. What an impatient bitch.

 

[fuil]

"Oh your hungry." Tod said as he saw her eat a card. "Don can I get something for the little one to eat." He watched her with the card in her head. "Ummm can I get the card back I don't think it would be very nutritional for you." He is then poked by a hoof. "What? Oh I think he's doing it now, by the way do you have any food on you, nothing big just so I can get the card back."

 

[Sara Sidereal]

"Okay, thanks Mr. Tod." .... "Oh, um, hold on." She stuck a hoof into her mane, because of course that's where she kept her possessions. Couldn't just carry around a purse or something, that wouldn't be whimsical enough. After rummaging around for a moment, she extracted a fresh, whole, intact head of lettuce. She tore off a leaf with her hoof (somehow?) and handed it to Mr. Tod. "Is that okay?"

fuil

 

[fuil]

"Well see......" Tod shook his head and offered the lettuce to Anett. "I'll give you this for the card." He showed her the leaf. "It good for you and yummy to." 'I hope this works.' He thought to himself.
Vagabond Spectre

 

[MrMopp]

Mariq Xen'iith
The door pushed open as a short figure stepped in followed by a tail. Mariq appeared to have some dirt staining his fur on his arms and lower legs. He was without a top but he did have a pair of "shorts" on as one would call them. No "shoes" either as if he tried to put them on they wouldn't fit. It seemed as if he had just come from a hunt. Taking note of the regulations out front he let his bow, quiver, and knife lay. Many wouldn't believe so but he was royalty back in Solaira. He looked among the customers of the diner and as he did he found that most had one thing in common, they were called than him. Mariq looked to the patron beside him. They didn't seem to be feeling well as he could smell the vomit from outside. Not wanting to question the reason, he merely made his way closer to the bar. Taking a rest on a stool, he looked to the bartender and owner of the establishment, Don. "Good day isn't it?" he asked, his voice not deep but not too high.
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MrMopp

Don snorted and gave the fuzzy young man a smirk. "Pick a different conversation starter, kid." He said "Mine's bairly started."

Dosey heard Tod's voice and realized he's the guy that helped her earlier.

More importantly, though: "Um, excuse me, Mr. Tod?" If he was sitting anywhere near her, she prodded him gently in the side with a hoof. "Did Mr. Don ever make us those drinks? Sorry to bother you."

Fucking rude. What an impatient bitch.

"Oh your hungry." Tod said as he saw her eat a card. "Don can I get something for the little one to eat." He watched her with the card in her head. "Ummm can I get the card back I don't think it would be very nutritional for you." He is then poked by a hoof. "What? Oh I think he's doing it now, by the way do you have any food on you, nothing big just so I can get the card back."

Don heard this exchange rolled his eyes. Right. The drinks. "Aright! Aright! Hold ya horses, Horsey!" He tuned back to the furry man and said " Hang on." He then personally took the Whisky and the Coco over to the folks at the Chaos table, and when he got back, he said. " To answer your subjective question: No. I got a busy diner and an absent waitress. So it ain't a good day so far."

 

[Vagabond Spectre]

"Anett" looked at Tod with a mischievous smile. She stared directly to the lettuce. The card was orbiting around inside her see through head, not damaged yet. "Anett" smiled as she was convinced by Tod. She carefully spew out the card and placed it at the table. "Anett" cooperated with the trade. She widened her mouth and ate the lettuce out of tod's hands. Like she litterally just ate it while Tod is holding it. Luckily she left no radioactive residue. "Anett" smiled as she ate the lettuce. She swallowed the lettuce. Now it's in her lower torso being digested. fuil

 

[CrimsonEclipse]

The cat rolled its eyes at them. They're being quite annoying, but this cat isn't stupid. It knew that they were baiting it, waiting for something to set it off. Well, this cat won't be anybody's plaything. The cat saw the fireball coming this time and merely ducked. "Fuck you guy with a horse fetish." The cat snarled. "Hey are we playing this game or not?! I know you guys're afraid of me, but it's just a game."

 

[Sara Sidereal]

DD waved a hoof at the nice man who brought their drinks over. "Thanks Mr. Don!"

She blew on her cocoa daintily a few times, before taking a sip.

Absolutely riveting.

She also nearly dropped that shit everywhere when Mr. Tod almost murdered the cat (or so she thought).

"Oh right, the card game," she said, having completely forgotten about the hand she had LITERALLY drawn like TWO MINUTES ago.

 

[MrMopp]

"Thanks Mr. Don!"

(" Mm? Oh yeah, Sure thing, Horsey".)

The cat rolled its eyes at them. They're being quite annoying, but this cat isn't stupid. It knew that they were baiting it, waiting for something to set it off. Well, this cat won't be anybody's plaything. The cat saw the fireball coming this time and merely ducked. "Fuck you guy with a horse fetish." The cat snarled. "Hey are we playing this game or not?! I know you guys're afraid of me, but it's just a game."

Greycoat sighed "With all due respect, young lord, is it not below someone of your class to insult children?" There was the same respect in his voice as always, but with a hint of sharpness.

 

[CrimsonEclipse]

The cat looked at fox with a mixture of arrogance and amusement. "Tsk tsk, your thinking is too naive butler." The cst said to the fox as if it was an adult admonishing a naughty child. "I wasn't insulting the pony. In fact, I was teaching it a valuable lesson that may save her life, and chastity, some day. People who help you for free are the ones you should be wary of the most. Whk knows, they may be equine loving freaks like that guy over there and only wants you to trust him so that he can mate with you." The cat said to both the pony and the fox. Mate wasn't the word it would have used but the fox had a point, the cat was too classy for such crass behaviors.

Sara Sidereal MrMopp

 

[Calcifus]

In the meantime, Ward had relocated to a booth of his own. That card game sounded mighty complicated. Did they not have a normal deck of playing cards? He'd ask that girl with the weird ears, but she seemed kinda busy at the moment. Now was probably as good a time as any to get that root pop. Ward got up and headed for the bar.

That's when he noticed the new(?) guests. The first of 'em was the darn ugliest varmint he'd ever laid metaphorical eyes upon. He looked like he'd crawled outta one of those flesh-planets! Not that Ward would say it to his face(?) of course. Something about the fellow was off-putting, beyond the whole fingers-for-a-face thing. He'd keep staring, but Ward really didn't wanna tangle with the varmint. The other fellow who walked in wasn't nearly as bad. Ward wasn't sure what the man(?) was, but they reminded him of one of those fenerox folks. Ward sat in one of the barstools next to the furry fellow.

"Hey, you got any root pop?" He asked the bartender. He then turned towards the fellow next to him and greeted him with an enthusiastic, "Howdy!"

(Aye, this got long...)
CrimsonEclipse MrMopp

 

[Raku]

Mariq Xen'iith
Mariq head recoiled as Don answered his greeting differently than expected. Once the man returned however, Mariq understood why the Don was a little "on edge". Being a busy day and down in staff was never a good way to function. He nodded to Don and rolled his neck once. Another person had joined the conversation abruptly. It was a little hard to described the being next to him so Mariq would rather not try to process what "he" was. "Assuming that is a greeting, hello" he said, turning towards the "man". Mariq's pendant on his necklace was reflecting some of the light being emitted from the newcomer. Not a lot, but just a bit. Enough to give it shine.
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Calcifus

 

[MrMopp]

The cat looked at fox with a mixture of arrogance and amusement. "Tsk tsk, your thinking is too naive butler." The cst said to the fox as if it was an adult admonishing a naughty child.

Greycoats eyebrows involuntarily popped.

"I wasn't insulting the pony. In fact, I was teaching it a valuable lesson that may save her life, and chastity, some day. People who help you for free are the ones you should be wary of the most. Whk knows, they may be equine loving freaks like that guy over there and only wants you to trust him so that he can mate with you." The cat said to both the pony and the fox. Mate wasn't the word it would have used but the fox had a point, the cat was too classy for such crass behaviors.

Y'know what, there was a good deal wrong with that line of thought, but in the interest of avoiding further Pony Trama with this conversation, he switched the subject to something more pressing. "Uh, yes..." he started. "Butler. About that- now that we have a free moment- I feel you're excellency should know that I am a cleric, and thus my fealty belongs to another. As honored as I am for your trust, I'm afraid I can only be a friend, not a full time servant."

In the meantime, Ward had relocated to a booth of his own. That card game sounded mighty complicated. Did they not have a normal deck of playing cards? He'd ask that girl with the weird ears, but she seemed kinda busy at the moment. Now was probably as good a time as any to get that root pop. Ward got up and headed for the bar.

That's when he noticed the new(?) guests. The first of 'em was the darn ugliest varmint he'd ever laid metaphorical eyes upon. He looked like he'd crawled outta one of those flesh-planets! Not that Ward would say it to his face(?) of course. Something about the fellow was off-putting, beyond the whole fingers-for-a-face thing. He'd keep staring, but Ward really didn't wanna tangle with the varmint. The other fellow who walked in wasn't nearly as bad. Ward wasn't sure what the man(?) was, but they reminded him of one of those fenerox folks. Ward sat in one of the barstools next to the furry fellow.

"Hey, you got any root pop?" He asked the bartender. He then turned towards the fellow next to him and greeted him with an enthusiastic, "Howdy!"

(Aye, this got long...)
CrimsonEclipse MrMopp

Don had conjured up a pair of sunglasses when the saw the shining cowboy walk up, "Yup. Sure thing" he told him, then retrieved a sarsaparilla soda and set it on the counter befor him.

"Assuming that is a greeting, hello" he said, turning towards the "man"

"Means, 'How do you do,' in redneck- er- western lingo." Don explained.

 

[CrimsonEclipse]

The cat raised an eyebrow at what the fox said. Serve a being other than myself? Preposterous! Well, as much as the cat would like to smite the fox for his impudence, the cat had to admit that the fox make a useful ally.

"Well, I will begrudgingly accept your decision. Henceforth, you shall be my Part-time Butler." The cat said, its tone sounding as if it had bestowed a wonderful gift to the fox. "Be thankful that I did not smite you where you stand."

MrMopp

 

[Calcifus]

"What he said, partner," Ward replied to the furry fellow, "although I ain't sure what 'western' means." Ward looked at Don a little funny when he suddenly conjured a pair of shades at his approach. Was his glow really that bright? At least he gave him that root pop. Despite lacking any facial features, Ward was somehow able to drink it with ease.

"Ah, name's Ward by the way!" He said to the guy next to him.
(Whoops! Fell asleep...)
Raku MrMopp

 

[Raku]

Mariq Xen'iith
Mariq nodded to Don as he explained what the glowing man said. He's never heard of the term "western" or "redneck". Guess this would be a learning experience for Mariq. Without showing it through a facial expression, Mariq was confused by how this man could drink. How? He had no mouth!? After a questioning episode, he made a sharp toothed grin. This "Ward" introduced himself with terms Mariq understood. "Prince Mariq Xen'iith of Solaira" he said, extending a hand for a handshake. Mariq always introduces himself with his royal term.
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Calcifus

 

[WordArtist]

Tsuna turned her attention away from the game and instead settled it on Mariq post-introduction. She arched a green eyebrow as she rose from her 'drum' and padded away from the gaming table and toward the bar, sliding onto the stool two down from the fox. "Prince, hm?" she said, dryly. "Do you let your people run around burning forests and killing innocents, too?" Clearly, she didn't have a very high opinion of her local royalty. Turning her attention to Don, she asked, "Could I get some water, Don? You can have your glass back before Princey here can decide it needs breaking."

Raku MrMopp

 

[MrMopp]

The cat raised an eyebrow at what the fox said. Serve a being other than myself? Preposterous! Well, as much as the cat would like to smite the fox for his impudence, the cat had to admit that the fox make a useful ally.

"Well, I will begrudgingly accept your decision. Henceforth, you shall be my Part-time Butler." The cat said, its tone sounding as if it had bestowed a wonderful gift to the fox. "Be thankful that I did not smite you where you stand."

MrMopp

Greycoat gave foxy smile and bowed his head respectfully. "Eternally." he said. He then swept his cards into a neat stack and used his toes to prop them up against his tail.

Of course, the expression on his face when he saw the content on them...

Despite lacking any facial features, Ward was somehow able to drink it with ease.

Yeah, that got Don a little bit.

Mariq Xen'iith
Mariq nodded to Don as he explained what the glowing man said. He's never heard of the term "western" or "redneck". Guess this would be a learning experience for Mariq. Without showing it through a facial expression, Mariq was confused by how this man could drink. How? He had no mouth!? After a questioning episode, he made a sharp toothed grin. This "Ward" introduced himself with terms Mariq understood. "Prince Mariq Xen'iith of Solaira" he said, extending a hand for a handshake. Mariq always introduces himself with his royal term.
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Calcifus

Don let out a low whistle.

Tsuna turned her attention away from the game and instead settled it on Mariq post-introduction. She arched a green eyebrow as she rose from her 'drum' and padded away from the gaming table and toward the bar, sliding onto the stool two down from the fox. "Prince, hm?" she said, dryly. "Do you let your people run around burning forests and killing innocents, too?" Clearly, she didn't have a very high opinion of her local royalty. Turning her attention to Don, she asked, "Could I get some water, Don? You can have your glass back before Princey here can decide it needs breaking."

Raku MrMopp

Don looked back and forth between Tsuna and his Shirtless Highness with widened eyes. Hooooooo boy. "Uhhh, yeah. Sure thing,"

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EVERYONE AT THE TABLE

There was a little click noise from the table, and the disk in the middle abruptly spun around 360 degrees.

( Midnightchan123 , you get a seemingly infinite number of stollen golf balls that fill every pocket or any empty storage space of Kias. They seem to regenerate when you remove them.)

 

[Sara Sidereal]

Dosey tilted her head when the weird little mechanism which she hadn't noticed until now did its thing. At the same time, she noticed her mane felt lighter.

[ CrimsonEclipse receives a bottle of horse shampoo. ]

 

[GrieveWriter]

"Hm,yes yes." The Finger-Fleshed man tapped a finger to his chin as he looked over the table "Ah, I do believe I've seen a game like this before!"

He didn't elaborate on how or where, merely pulling up a chair and placing a bony arm on the table as he observed with palpable interest "Quite an interesting cast of players though."

Soon the disk turned, and the finger-based amalgamation tapped his fingers together and gave an amused hum as a response.

( Vagabond Spectre you receive an active palm-sized eyeball with a sharp-toothed maw for a pupil which immediately begins muttering seemingly random numbers in an annoying high-pitched voice.)

 

[MrMopp]

( GrieveWriter , did anything of Knucks switched?)

 

[GrieveWriter]

( GrieveWriter , did anything of Knucks switched?)

Edited.

 

[CrimsonEclipse]

Once the game began, the cat's vision suddenly became blurred. "What?! I'm becoming blind!" It screamed in panic, whipping its head back and forth as if searching for something. "I can't see!" It continued sceaming.

[Greycoat received a pair of glasses] MrMopp

 

[Raku]

Mariq Xen'iith
Mariq was caught off by the elf's abrupt and slightly offensive comment. Of course he didn't let his people act like barbarians! His family enforced laws and ruled fairly over Solaira, in fact, they were liked by most of the people. "Of course not! I know not of these barbarians you speak of but my people are civil! In fact, my family is liked by our people!" he said, clearly offended by the elf's comment. He heard a high pitch voice screaming behind him, but that wasn't his concern right now.​

WordArtist Calcifus MrMopp
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