eon 'disaster gay' flamewing (
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feonixe2018-02-18 09:52 pm
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two immortals walk into a bar
Come, all ye immortals... ![]() You walk into a bar. Maybe you were given a ticket by a fellow passing immortal, or had the prescience to obtain one yourself - whichever it is, the well-polished key will take you to an establishment that operates outside the confinements of spacetime. A bar exclusively for immortals, whether you were born this way or attained it as a mortal being. Gods, demons, vampires - no matter what you are, you are welcome here. It serves a myraid of drinks and snacks catered to the tastes of every world, so it's easy to find something palatable (even including human souls, if that's your preferred food). A corridor leads down the lounge to a variety of other rooms. Opening a door would transform it into a pool room, a singing room, or perhaps a quiet place for meditation. The establishment responds to the will of its patrons - as long as you behave, you will be allowed to stay here for as long as you like. Come in and take a seat. Maybe there's someone looking for you. |
Maw | original
But she is here! Tremble, high society, for your queen has arrived, and her name is Mother Jawbone, or Maw for short! Scales are the new black, and fifteen feet long and sausage-shaped is the silhouette of the hour.
Subtle? Brooding? Lurking moodily in a corner? BAH. All shame is forgotten in death, and Death knows no shame. Or volume control.]
Barkeep! Bring me your finest aged corpse!
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[ from someone else using a different tone of voice it might sound disdainful; coming from her, it's downright delighted. just look at this fine danger sausage who has graced the bar with her presence! ]