History Quotes / BadGuyBar

->"Ragna Rock was as inviting as a headache, flickering and flashing to a machine gun beat. The belly of the nightclub was a gothic theme park that began with [[BondageIsBad bondage games]] and led to the nasty stuff from there... As subtle with it's dark message as a {{cop killer}} bullet through the heart. Like father, like son. Just like Jack Lupino."
-->--''VideoGame/MaxPayne''

->The Last Mistake was a place where the underworld of Camorr bubbled to the surface; a flat-out crook's tavern, where Right People of every sort could drink and speak freely of their business, where respectable citizens stood out like serpents in a nursery and were quickly escorted out the door by mean-looking, thick-armed men with very small imaginations.
->Here entire gangs would come to drink and arrange jobs and just show themselves off. In their cups, men would argue loudly about the best way to strangle someone from behind, and the best sorts of poisons to use in wine or food. They would openly proclaim the folly of the duke's court, or his taxation schemes, or his diplomatic arrangements with the other cities of the Iron Sea. They would refight entire battles with dice and fragments of chicken bones as their armies, loudly announcing how ''they'' would have turned left when Duke Nicovante had gone right, how ''they'' would have stood fast when the five thousand blackened iron spears of the Mad Count's Rebellion had come surging down Godsgate Hill toward them.
->But not one of them, no matter how far doused in liquor or Gaze of the strange narcotic powders of Jerem--no matter what feats of generalship or statecraft he credited himself with the foresight to bring off--would dare suggest to [[TheDreaded Capa Vencarlo Barsavi]] that he should ever change so much as a single button on his waistcoat.
-->--''Literature/TheLiesOfLockeLamora''

->''Yes, Karedonia has bars that cater to minions, where after long months of ruthless fighting with superheroes, police, security guards, and whatever insanity their boss has cooked up, supervillain minions can blow off steam - by fighting the minions of other supervillains. Mom says that it’s all part of the minion headspace, go figure.''
-->--'''Dragonblade''', "The Road to Whateley, part 1", ''Literature/WhateleyUniverse''

->The Desperate Measure was the kind of bar in which most people wouldn't set a fire, let alone a foot. A green shamrock barely stood out from the dirty white of the illuminated sign outside, and its windows were small bevelled panes of blue and orange. It was a place where men went to drink and think about hitting other men, and where women went to drink and think about hitting men as well. Inset into the door was a small square of glass, barred like the entrance to a keep, presumably so those within could check on anyone seeking entry once the door was locked. It wasn't clear why they felt the need to check. Nobody outside could be any more threatening than the kind of people who were already inside.
-->--''[[Literature/CharlieParkerSeries The Reflecting Eye]]''

-> [[TheHero Luke]] follows [[TheObiWan Ben]] into a murky, smoke-filled den, serving an [[BarFullOfAliens incredible array]] of weird and exotic aliens, monsters, and disreputable humans. [[{{Cyclops}} One-eyed]], [[ExtraEyes thousand-eyed]], slimy, furry, scaly [[StarfishAliens tentacles and claws]] are [[MundaneMadeAwesome huddled over drinks]].\\
''(alien squawking and chittering)''\\
Ben moves through the dingy room in search of a likely [[AcePilot star pilot]], while Luke edges up to the long metallic bar. A strange, multi-eyed creature and his [[{{Jerkass}} surly human sidekick]] approach Luke.
-->-- '''Roscoe Lee Browne''', narrating "The Story of Star Wars" LP adaptation of ''[[{{Film/ANewHope}} Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope]]''

->''Places like this are slaughterhouses dressed as nightclubs, I shit you not.''
-->--'''Zaeed Massani,''' ''VideoGame/MassEffect2''

-->--'''''VideoGame/MaxPayne'''''

->''The Last Mistake was a place where the underworld of Camorr bubbled to the surface; a flat-out crook's tavern, where Right People of every sort could drink and speak freely of their business, where respectable citizens stood out like serpents in a nursery and were quickly escorted out the door by mean-looking, thick-armed men with very small imaginations.''

->''Here entire gangs would come to drink and arrange jobs and just show themselves off. In their cups, men would argue loudly about the best way to strangle someone from behind, and the best sorts of poisons to use in wine or food. They would openly proclaim the folly of the duke's court, or his taxation schemes, or his diplomatic arrangements with the other cities of the Iron Sea. They would refight entire battles with dice and fragments of chicken bones as their armies, loudly announcing how ''they'' would have turned left when Duke Nicovante had gone right, how ''they'' would have stood fast when the five thousand blackened iron spears of the Mad Count's Rebellion had come surging down Godsgate Hill toward them.''

->''But not one of them, no matter how far doused in liquor or Gaze of the strange narcotic powders of Jerem--no matter what feats of generalship or statecraft he credited himself with the foresight to bring off--would dare suggest to [[TheDreaded Capa Vencarlo Barsavi]] that he should ever change so much as a single button on his waistcoat.''

-->--Dragonblade, "The Road to Whateley, part 1", Literature/WhateleyUniverse

->A ''tapis-franc'', in the slang of the murderers and thieves of Paris, means a smoking-house or inn of the very lowest class. A discharged convict, who in this foul language is called an ''Ogre'', or a woman of the same class who is called an ''Ogresse'', commonly keeps a tavern of this kind, resorted to by the refuse of the Parisian population: liberated galley-slaves, sharpers, robbers, and assassins congregate there. If a crime has been committed, the police casts its net in this receptacle of filth, and almost always the guilty one is caught.
-->-- Eugène Sue, ''Literature/TheMysteriesOfParis''

->Places like this are slaughterhouses dressed as nightclubs, I shit you not.

->''A ''tapis-franc'', in the slang of the murderers and thieves of Paris, means a smoking-house or inn of the very lowest class. A discharged convict, who in this foul language is called an ''Ogre'', or a woman of the same class who is called an ''Ogresse'', commonly keeps a tavern of this kind, resorted to by the refuse of the Parisian population: liberated galley-slaves, sharpers, robbers, and assassins congregate there. If a crime has been committed, the police casts its net in this receptacle of filth, and almost always the guilty one is caught.''

->This is a dive at the bottom of all dives. [[EvilIsPoorlyLit A dark, impenetrable place]], where dark figures plan dark deeds and perform dark acts.

-->- Dragonblade, "The Road to Whateley, part 1", Literature/WhateleyUniverse

->"Yes, Karedonia has bars that cater to minions, where after long months of ruthless fighting with superheroes, police, security guards, and whatever insanity their boss has cooked up, supervillain minions can blow off steam - by fighting the minions of other supervillains. Mom says that it’s all part of the minion headspace, go figure."

-->-- '''Music/RunningWild''', "The Drift"