The Multiversal Tavern

[Deathbeamz]

So I really enjoyed this one back in Altimas's forums, so I am copying Rentorian's rules and bringing it here
"In the space between worlds there is a building, and in that building people from all times, places, and worlds congregate. From elves to cyborgs, form gods to mortals, this is the multiversal tavern.

This RP is basically just whatever you want it to be. There is no set story to follow, no specific setting, no reasonable or sane continuity, and no need to make up reasons for what you do.

The building itself can change and be modified over time and unpredictibaly, nothing about the tavern is static. What was a dining room one day may be an anchient forest housing dinosaurs the next day.

There are some rules however.

1) No over the top godmodding. Although you can do whatever you want make sure that ou don't make yourself horribly overpowered.

2) When fighting no killing people instantaneously. Give them a chance to dodge or fight back.

3) Don't gang up on one person or flame people. That just gets annoying after a while.

4)Have fun with it!

Now that that's over and done with let's go on in!"

[Flashlight Antics]

(Yay! I've been wanting a good RP for awhile now XD. This one is always fun, but let's hope it get's going as good as the one in Altimas' forum did. And as for my first submission to this madness, I think I'll go with a familiar face from a not so familiar time.)

The night brought the chill wind of a cold winter in the largest city in the realm. It was the year 1757 A.D. With the city in such prosperous conditions, it was no wonder, then, that the hunters of the night prowled.

In a secluded ally, a figure dressed in black stumbled about. Almost in a drunken stupor, he limped and fumbled his way forward to some unmarked location. His trench coat once well kept and clean, was stained in blood. He held his side and gritted his teeth in pain. “Strange…this feeling,” the figure thought to himself. “I normally don’t feel this much pain. It mush be because I have not fed in a long while.”

Upon saying those words in his head, almost as if planned by some deity, a door appeared from thin air to the figure’s right. Upon the door were inscribed the universal words of revival. “Tavern? This has to be some trick. Some illusion my mind is playing on me in my duress,” the figure thought. Without a second thought, he reached out as if to test the theory. Grabbing the knob and turning it, he stepped into the multiversal tavern. The atmosphere was much calmer then most taverns he had seen. In this place, the peace almost perforated into his very soul.

“Is this heaven? Have I died?” he asked himself out loud. “No, my good sir. This is the multiversal tavern. Please, come in and have a seat. You look like you could use a drink.” The man behind the bar stated with a smile across his face. Not hesitating to heed this call, the figure walked in and sat down.

“I don’t know or care what this place is…but it is a thousand times better then where I was headed,” he stated to himself, once more out loud.

“So what can I get you Mr.…?” the bar tender asked, awaiting a name.

“Ordari. Atril Ordari. And I’ll take a bloody mary. Heavy on the blood.”

[Deathbeamz]

In a dark corner of the tavern a figure robed in brown rested with a pint and his muddy feet resting upon the table. He eyed the figure who just entered with interest. "Well." he said "Looks like some fun may have finally arrived."
(So is Atril a Hedgehog or human in this one?)

[Copafire]

Copa, who had eyed the robe guy with suspicion for some time from the bar stand, saw who the robed guy was looking at and decided to just stay quiet and listen in.

[yoshi freak]

Nate, a strange looking humanoid creature, (he looks like a human but has no mouth and can speak also he has red puples) was sitting in a corner of the tavern that was not being used and is drinking a moutain dew, while doing so he was watching what was going on in the tavern, but wanting to see what was going to happen next, he did nothing...