Gristknife
WANDERING VAGABOND: Anybody up for a game of chess?
Charlie Tunoku is a lover and a fighter.
Fwomph
Pentigan: Depends, are you a werewolf?
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Gristknife
WV: No, just a farmer, or at lest, I was.
Charlie Tunoku is a lover and a fighter.
BAR PATRON: Was? What happened?
edited 29th Nov '10 7:49:20 PM by MidnightVelvet
Gristknife
WV: The reckoning.
Charlie Tunoku is a lover and a fighter.
BAR PATRON: Reckoning? Huh. So, that's what they call it wherever you're from?
...Where are you from, anyway?
edited 29th Nov '10 8:23:28 PM by MidnightVelvet
DESERT CENTIPEDE: Air. After all this time, fresh air! I'm sick of being buried under all that sand! All that glowy, sickly sand... Now I can hunt for food... That human-built structure over there looks like as good a place as any... A "bar"?
I'm using italics for thoughts.
edited 29th Nov '10 8:36:30 PM by Anomalocaris20
You cannot firmly grasp the true form of Squidward's technique!
NINJA FROM THE POST APOCALYPSE :" ... Oh no you don't you ugly little bastard."
edited 29th Nov '10 11:11:15 PM by doorhandle
Departed days ahead.
Phoenixor: Hey barkeep, another drink over here. I need to drown some more sorrows and the amount of alcohol I've consumed isn't enough.
I guess we could go... wherever we please.
A man wearing a dusty suit and a cowboy hat awakened.
Suit Man: Mffh?! Barkeep, more of your whiskey/cactus oil mix. I had the dream about being an Egyptian god in the Falklands War again.
Tom W:Excuse me, could you point to the nearest convenience store?
Suit Man: It's behind the sand dune.
Thanks.
-a few minutes later have a whole cart of food-
Anyone want any?
Suit Man: Is it human blood?
Eh, we got potato chips, decaying fruit, some beer and the dead shopkeeper...
Suit Man: How'd the shopkeeper die?
Radiation poisoning, I believe.
Suit Man: Thank god they invented anti-radiation poisioning pills, eh?
(Rummages around suit for his, then finds some.)
Suit Man: You want one? These are orange flavoured.
SS: Oh, hi guys.
Tom W: Say, I haven't properly introduced myself to you people. The name's Tom W., but my friends call me Mr W.
edited 30th Nov '10 6:42:52 AM by MrW
SS: Whaaatever.
I heard, out west, there's a stash of money that could save us from this. Any ideas?
???:Sure, let me help. I've traveled far to get from here, so I have some experience with adventuring. (puts down her drink) My name's Lindelle Stildoph, call me L.
edited 30th Nov '10 7:29:02 AM by AwesomeZombie22
Usually here.
SS: Why would I introduce myself to a bunch of peons?
After the nuclear war, Earth had been reduced to a sand-filled landscape, and strange creatures had been reported, such as Dragons. Magic is also reappearing, like as in the old ages.
-Ed's Tavern-
A mysterious woman with an eyepatch is sitting at the bar, sipping cups of Amazake.
When talking out-of-universe, use spoilertags, as such. When talking in-universe,
Character: Talk like in a script, like so.
edited 24th Nov '10 1:27:14 PM by AwesomeZombie22
Usually here.