The Bar on the corner of every regionBoard

Brocklandia wrote:

Nope. You've got the canine sniffer, so you find someone humanoid. There's a doggie treat* in it for you.

_{* Because of legal and copyright issues, we cannot call them "Scooby Snacks." That's a different franchise.}

Aw man yeah!
Dog treat! I mean

Stop!

goes to beams, looking for batman characters on my phone, looking for items of clothing or the such to find

The weekend poetry contest has begun! Brocklandia is judging!

Brocklandia wrote:

Yes, I'll undertake the burden of being judgmental in the next contest. As for form or subject matter, feel free to do whatever you want--sonnets, limericks, waltzes set to 17/4 time, whatever. Surprise and amaze us, you creative li'l goblins, you!

The cats pad in, wandering through the menagerie of strange customers and creatures, making their way to the edge of the bar, and hopping up. A soft hum, followed by a purring voice can be heard in the minds of those nearby.

Greetings, from The Planet X!
Do you happen to have any cakes, or perhaps cookies for purchase? We do know this is a Bar, but if you sell any non-alcoholic beverages, we would also be interested in a few of those as well.

Telepathic space cats wrote:

The cats pad in, wandering through the menagerie of strange customers and creatures, making their way to the edge of the bar, and hopping up. A soft hum, followed by a purring voice can be heard in the minds of those nearby.

Greetings, from The Planet X!
Do you happen to have any cakes, or perhaps cookies for purchase? We do know this is a Bar, but if you sell any non-alcoholic beverages, we would also be interested in a few of those as well.

I have so many cookies that it is a crime, and theyre all in a box on the ceiling. I'm gonna go get them. I can't eat them, because I've been eating bad food lately...

...but I can give them to people. People don't like it when I offer them to people, probably because this is a sketchy bar.

They're not weird; they're just regular cookies. Made of ingredients from Hell. I visit sometimes, to see if they'd being to consider letting me in. They still say no, so i say why even try.

But here are cookies!

a parachute tied to a box of cookies falls from the beams

Definitely toby wrote:

I have so many cookies that it is a crime, and theyre all in a box on the ceiling. I'm gonna go get them. I can't eat them, because I've been eating bad food lately...

...but I can give them to people. People don't like it when I offer them to people, probably because this is a sketchy bar.

They're not weird; they're just regular cookies. Made of ingredients from Hell. I visit sometimes, to see if they'd being to consider letting me in. They still say no, so i say why even try.

But here are cookies!

a parachute tied to a box of cookies falls from the beams

The cats lift the box of cookies telekinetically, glancing up to the ceiling beams from where the box fell, catching a glimpse of the now rubbery individual who fell from them.

Why thank you. We trust your cookies! They will be enjoyed, despite and brimstone that might have gotten into them. As for the bar, it doesn't seem too suspect. In our many travels, we have come upon many strange and unusual places and peoples with many different customs and ways of life.

Telepathic space cats wrote:

The cats pad in, wandering through the menagerie of strange customers and creatures, making their way to the edge of the bar, and hopping up. A soft hum, followed by a purring voice can be heard in the minds of those nearby.

Greetings, from The Planet X!
Do you happen to have any cakes, or perhaps cookies for purchase? We do know this is a Bar, but if you sell any non-alcoholic beverages, we would also be interested in a few of those as well.

We have a whole section for non-alcoholic drinks on our menu but we can make many other things. I'd recommend the root beer fountain over there.

Zombie Penguins wrote:

We have a whole section for non-alcoholic drinks on our menu but we can make many other things. I'd recommend the root beer fountain over there.

Root beer sounds quite pleasant! We will pay extra for containers so that we can transport it back to The Planet X

Definitely toby wrote:

talks in short phrases while perpetually bouncing

Heeellppppp. I can't stop bouncing, but I'm glad you like the cookies!

It's funny, calling the bar a culture. It's never been called that before

The cats slow the acceleration of Definitely toby so that they stop bouncing around erratically before setting them gently on the ground.

When enough people spend enough time together, often sets of social norms, behavioral ideas, and forms of self expression start to form. Cultures can be large or small and are a part of almost every social group, be it a group of friends or a nation.

Telepathic space cats wrote:

Root beer sounds quite pleasant! We will pay extra for containers so that we can transport it back to The Planet X

*Zombies bring over some containers for the root beer to be transported in*

Telepathic space cats wrote:

Leaves payment, as well as a generous tip for the Zombies

The payment disappears into the shadows. The tip finds its way to ZP.

Definitely toby wrote:

This looks awesome! Do markers bleed through the paper?

Does the wind blow? Do apples fall? Does Cheffy have a murder streak? I’m happy to inform you that this paper is extra permeable to marker blood. Go massacre a nearby marker family and you can start drawing in no time!

Neutrality Foundation wrote:

Patching up a hole.

They have jurisdiction here?

Pretty sure nobody has jurisdiction here...
Atleast that's what old 'Lake of Fur'* told me...
_{*Remember them?}

Alta Sil wrote:

Does the wind blow? Do apples fall? Does Cheffy have a murder streak? I’m happy to inform you that this paper is extra permeable to marker blood. Go massacre a nearby marker family and you can start drawing in no time!

Aw yeah!

Consuela de la Morrela wrote:

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That's what he said