The Bar is a meeting point of all universes and dimensions. Anyone may enter the Bar, and anyone may exit the Bar. Sit down, have a drink, tell a story. Toss a coin in the jukebox, change the tune. It doesn't matter. The Bar is always open.
The Barkeep stood behind the counter, lazily cleaning a glass. The doors were open, and the jukebox was playing a jazz tune. It would be another busy evening, as the sun in the inter-dimensional space began to set. The customers would arrive sooner or later.
((Rules: Take a drink, interact with anyone. The Bar looks like a typical western-style saloon (which just happens to have every single drink in existance), with only one barkeep (that would be me), and a jukebox (that can play any type of music you want, but no specific ones). There is only one room in the Bar, with some tables. You can be anyone/thing you want, a space marine, a peasant or a mobster from the prohibition era.))
The Barkeep stood behind the counter, lazily cleaning a glass. The doors were open, and the jukebox was playing a jazz tune. It would be another busy evening, as the sun in the inter-dimensional space began to set. The customers would arrive sooner or later.
((Rules: Take a drink, interact with anyone. The Bar looks like a typical western-style saloon (which just happens to have every single drink in existance), with only one barkeep (that would be me), and a jukebox (that can play any type of music you want, but no specific ones). There is only one room in the Bar, with some tables. You can be anyone/thing you want, a space marine, a peasant or a mobster from the prohibition era.))
