The Bar on the corner of every regionBoard

Wile E Coyote wrote:

▪︎1- It's the 'Acme Corporation' actually.

Duly noted. Thanks for the correction.

Wile E Coyote wrote:

▪︎2- Whilst I first started advertising their products in 1949, the Acme brand name has been around in film since the 1920s and the Silent Era - eg. the 1920 'Neighbors' with Buster Keaton and the 1922 'Grandma's Boy' with Harold Lloyd.

Different companies entirely. They all tried suing each other for trademark infringement and fraud, but spent too much in legal fees and all went bankrupt in 1944, just before a nameless group of shadowy inventors and investors bought up the rights to the Acme name and opened the company we know today in 1949.

Fun fact, the originals aren't entirely dead. The Harold Lloyd one rebranded itself as Bed Bath & Beyond, which recently went bankrupt again. The Buster Keaton one became a small-time delivery company in the American Southwest, with a roadrunner as their logo. That's why the coyote hates the roadrunner so much.

Wile E Coyote wrote:

▪︎3- During the 1920s, the word was commonly used in the names of businesses in order to be listed toward the beginning of alphabetized telephone directories like the Yellow Pages, and implied being the best, because the name 'Acme' comes from the Greek (ἀκμή, English transliteration: akmē), meaning summit, highest point, extremity or peak.

More proof that marketing departments are evil incarnate.

Wile E Coyote wrote:

Flies back up out of trapdoor a moment later looking dishevelled.

Goshies, are you all right? Need a napkin? A spritz of iodine?

Los Demonios wrote:

A man in ancient Egyptian dress walks up to the bar

"Barkeep! Make me a Ramses! One and a half ounces of Pernod, one ounce of pomegranite juice, a half ounce each of lime juice, club soda and syrup, and a dash of bitters, no ice."

Hey, hey, hey--slow it down. I can only mix so fast, you know. Now what was that? A board from the good ship Pequod, one ounce of juiced Pomeranian--hey, Zany Zanes, I need to borrow your dog for a minute--a half-ounce of limestone, a club--I hope a baseball bat will work--maple syrup not sourced from Canada, an something bitter, over rice?

Here you go! Drink up!

Hops in through the doorway.

Los Demonios wrote:

The man takes a hesitant sip and immediately collapses.

Cyclopse at the next stool: "Good hic-grief! One ship and he'sh down? What a lightweight!"

OOC: 🤣🤣🤣

I have a quandary. I recently hit 250 million and can have a Capital. Since my nation is version of LA that was pulled into Hell and taken over by demons, my capital should be a district of LA, but renamed to something more demony. My two choices are Hellywood and Sulfur Lake for Hollywood and Silver Lake respectively. Which do you like better?

What? You're skipping "Las Agonies" or "Las Asmodeus"? Of the two options, my choice is "Sulfur Lake."

CSharpa wrote:

The entity smiles a bit.
Amazing, but there's no theme?

Since when does anyone pay attention to a theme?

Just submit an all-purpose poem. Those are poems with blanks so that the judge can fill in the theme, like so:

I love you like _______.

• a summer's day.

• an inflamed boil.

• a thermonuclear war at Walmart.

• that time we went to your mom's place for Easter and got so drunk and shaved her cat. _{(Not a sexual reference. Heads out of the gutter, everybody, on three, two, one ...)}
  

See? Easy. And you're welcome.

Claibornia wrote:

I scrolled through the rmb really fast and thought I saw a moderator message and I was wondering what brock did this time

I'm not confessing to anything. Not even the mods can prove it was me ... whatever it was.

Comes out of the laundry room with a trolley loaded with clean, crisp, freshly pressed cotton tablecloths, napkins, and towels...

Stacks the napkins on the Bar, leaves the tablecloths on the trolley, and takes the towels into the Magic Restroom in the Bar on the Corner...

_{...checks the cams for the 触手強姦 OnlyCustomers page...}

A particularly hot, and particularly strong bucket of bleach, Fabuloso®, and hospital-grade pine-scented disinfectant is mixed and poured liberally over the floor; mopping it into every nook and cranny - The floor visibly steams, and fumes fill the space...

Puts out the 'Wet Floor' sign...

Meanwhile, the well-worn and ancient carpet by the fireplace is swept, and fresh logs are placed by the fire, whilst the jukebox is dusted, and set to play "Suzanna" by Sauti Sol:

Sprays, cleans, and polishes the RMB.

Feline Masters wrote:

Dear all,

*she jumps on the bar counter and starts caterwauling*

May I have your attention, please? I am here to make an important announcement.

*she sits on her hindlegs, and tosses her head back in royal pride*

I hereby declare that as of today, I've been appointed as the official Ambassador of my home region of Forest to The Bar on the corner of every region. Henceforth I shall be the primary point of contact for all diplomatic matters between our regions. If any issue pertaining to Forest needs to be addressed, you come to me first.

OK, that's all. That was the announcement. You are dismissed.

There goes the neighborhood

Ha ha

But anyway

Congratulations

Brocklandia wrote:

Well, then! Congratulations, your region-mates have given you the great responsibility ... of settling their bar tabs.

*wheels over a very large stack of invoices*

Will you be paying by cash, cash, or gold bullion? Oh, and we also accept cash.

This doesn't sound like a diplomatic problem to me. You should probably talk to the Finance Minister.

Ratfink wrote:

*a small rat totters up to you with much groveling and kowtowing*

I present to you an official diplomatic gift in honor of your ascension:

🎁

🐟

Thank you, dear friend, this is a very considerate gift. I may also have an ambassadorial gift for you.

*produces a chunk of soft Forestian camembert cheese from her purrse*

I hope one day you visit Forest and you leave ample tourism revenue with us by purrchasing our distinguished cheese. Here is a free sample. Eat it and camembert me.

CSharpa wrote:

The entity smiles a bit.

Amazing, but there's no theme?

Woof woof arf bark bark woof arf bark woof.

Ratfink wrote:

*floats over in the air on the rising stink lines from the cheese*

Many thanks, for both the cheese and the puns :)

A very nice makeover, by the way. Your ambassadorial wreath is very fetching.

Thank you, thank you. Dress for the job you want, as they say. It is my duty to represent my region in the best way possible. I am glad you noticed the sylvan tiara.