Cal: *props feet up* Welcome to my bar bitches. 
Come in, have a drink, and lets talk. Gambling is in the corner, and I cheat, just so you know up front. All kinds of people come through here and we like to talk. Allow me to introduce myself. *stands and bows* I'm Caliban Sixx, the owner of this establishment, Misty's secret alter-ego and a demon-god. Some call me the abomination or an impossibility, you can just call me Cal. I'm pretty down to earth, except when I'm in Hell....then I'm down to Hell. X3
Come in, have a drink, and lets talk. Gambling is in the corner, and I cheat, just so you know up front. All kinds of people come through here and we like to talk. Allow me to introduce myself. *stands and bows* I'm Caliban Sixx, the owner of this establishment, Misty's secret alter-ego and a demon-god. Some call me the abomination or an impossibility, you can just call me Cal. I'm pretty down to earth, except when I'm in Hell....then I'm down to Hell. X3
Stop putting your feet on the damn table- you're gonna score the wood, and then I'll have to listen to you bitch about how all your furniture ends up ruined.
Oh you're no fun! I washed my shoes and i get them polished every day. *pouts* 'Sides, Lex cleans the bar tops, so it'll be his job.
I'll still have to listen to you bitch. Keep your feet on the floor where they belong.
*puts feet on the table* So, since you're up, you want to be awesome and get me a beer?
No. I'm off the clock right now- get it yourself. Or at least ask nicely. Goddess.
^___^ Oh you're no fun *snugs* And so prickly. You need to get laid.
I am going to go to the kitchen, get a frying pan, and beat you to death with it. >.<
"Good gods, do I need a beer." *looks around at the setting* "...why are there so many divets in all your tables?"
*Bursts in, three Stormtroopers on either side. Behind him and still outdoors, John Williams and the London Symphony Orchestra are playing the Imperial March*
"I've always wanted to do that."
"I've always wanted to do that."
Because this ass- *jerks thumb at Cal* -can't keep his boots of the tables. What do you want? And if you broke that door, Jackass, you're paying for it. *unimpressed Scars is unimpressed*
Now, Scars- be nice. I think that was a wonderful entrance. Very dramatic. ^^
*barges in*
"I am better than you all!"
*leaves*
"I am better than you all!"
*leaves*
"It was his fault!"
*points to one of the stormtroopers*
"Kept complaining about being thirsty."
*points to one of the stormtroopers*
"Kept complaining about being thirsty."
Lord Darth Angelus wrote:
"It was his fault!"
*points to one of the stormtroopers*
"Kept complaining about being thirsty."
*points to one of the stormtroopers*
"Kept complaining about being thirsty."
Calm down, calm down. Jesus, and if your stormtroopers shoot anybody I'm gonna sic my gargoyle bouncer on their white arses. What do you want? We got all sorts of stuff. *glances at Scars* Hey, I like my feet on the table. I want to show off my hot new boots.
*gets drinks and snacks for everyone* Your boots are very nice, Caliban, but they don't belong on the table. Here, drink your blood wine and calm down.
"I would like one of these."
*Reaches into his robe and pulls out a five hundred page document explaining how to make his drink of choice*
*Reaches into his robe and pulls out a five hundred page document explaining how to make his drink of choice*
*takes the document* Ooh, I've never made one of these before! ^^ *goes off to attempt* Just have a seat, I'll be right back!
Haha, how cute! No, you get beer or nothing else, we don't make them sissy 500 recipe drinks.
Thank you Naga, you're so sweet, but don't indulge him, you're not a bartender here, you're a guest. *puts feet on the floor*
Thank you Naga, you're so sweet, but don't indulge him, you're not a bartender here, you're a guest. *puts feet on the floor*
We've talked about this, Bael- I like indulging people. Now you hush up and eat your cookies.
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