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the filthy casual

THE FILTHY CASUAL

The Filthy Casual is a tavern. It's also a pocket dimension. It's, like, a pocket-dimensional tavern, and it serves everything. Your character is there now, drinking anything from coffee to vodka to petrol to melted unobtanium, or maybe they're enjoying a meal. Anything goes.

Pay no attention to the bartender. Pay no attention to the tab. Pay no attention to the fact you have real life duties that will mean one post every two hundred years or whenever there's a blue moon. Pay even less attention to how your character got there, if you like. The Filthy Casual is exactly that.

Can you tell I made this post to procrastinate?
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heelstruts: (pissed)

ota; bother the plane?

[personal profile] heelstruts 2015-08-03 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ HE IS HERE and he is also very tall and very annoyingly-shaped, but somehow this does not affect his ability to sit at the bar and drink energon. ]
unriddling: (mm.)

[personal profile] unriddling 2015-08-04 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[AS IS (THIS) RIDDLER, though he doesn't seem to be enjoying it much.]

[The section of the bar he's taken for himself is littered with glasses of varying types of coffee and many origami...things. Napkins are not good for paper folding, apparently.]
heelstruts: (contemplating)

[personal profile] heelstruts 2015-08-04 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He glances up several times before finally deciding to speak. Okay, so he was considering leaning down. He does not. ]

I suppose your species has bad days, too.
unriddling: (eddie eyes)

[personal profile] unriddling 2015-08-08 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Riddler barely tilts his head in Starscream's direction. Rude.]

Some things are universal.

[He tosses an origami flower attempt into a cold cup. It sinks about halfway and then stops, crooked, crinkled petals sticking out of the coffee.]
Edited 2015-08-08 04:38 (UTC)
heelstruts: (awkward)

[personal profile] heelstruts 2015-08-08 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A long silence. He sips from a glowing cube. ]

So. It's at this point we should begin telling each other our life stories - but I have a feeling I'm not the only one who doesn't feel like sharing.

Instead, why don't we try entertaining one another? A game or two might keep our respective minds occupied.
crypticisms: (ha; amused; smug laugh)

ota; meanwhile

[personal profile] crypticisms 2015-08-03 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The Riddler is in a very high mood and he's just played cards with half the bar. He is now buying drinks with the money he won and generally making a loud nuisance of himself. ]

Okay, alright - give me a minute here. I'm working with cocktail napkins. [ He laughs and scribbles something down with a battered golf pencil. His target makes a valiant attempt at escaping, which means you're probably next. ]
dowhatiwannado: (heh. (default))

rip

[personal profile] dowhatiwannado 2015-08-29 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[The good ol' witch doctor's been keeping an eye on Riddler. Partially because he can't not, he's been so loud, waltzing around the bar; mostly because he has nothin' better to do. Even though gambling isn't his thing, technically, it doesn't mean it isn't interesting to watch.]

[When Riddler gets a bit too near for comfort, Facilier leans back, away, and takes a few sips of his Sazerac. (Good stuff, especially when you've been taken straight from the Prohibition.)]
crypticisms: (accusing; daring; point and laugh)

sry for my horrid riddle (o my god this sent before i was done typing)

[personal profile] crypticisms 2015-08-29 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ When he looks up, his conversation partner has made their discreet exit. The Riddler is running out of crowd, mainly because the majority of the room is doing its best not to make eye contact, and his temper is shortening as a direct result. It's sort of like watching a plane crash in slow motion. ]

Oh, for goodness' sake. Does no one in this place appreciate a good number puzzle? See, it's one - then one one - two ones, and that's where...

[ No one is listening. He grinds to a halt and occupies his mouth with a sip of wine instead. Then he locks eyes with Facilier, and watch out because he's storming over in a last-ditch effort at gaining someone's interest. A napkin is now going to be waved in your face - it's got a number sequence on it. ]

You! Write the next line.
Edited 2015-08-29 21:00 (UTC)
dowhatiwannado: (charismatic)

ur ho and ur riddle are forgiven

[personal profile] dowhatiwannado 2015-09-02 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, hey! [Not what he really wanted to deal with, but he puts on a charming grin as he holds his hands up.] 'S not very gentlemanly to order a man around the first time you meet him. This is a place to relax.

[He still grabs the paper, reading it over carefully. It takes a moment to work it out, but he can--he may have a few powers up his sleeves, but it takes skill in spotting patterns to see who'll be easy to goad into making deals.]

312211... [He says the numbers as he writes them in a fancy, looping script.] That good enough for the King of Conundrums?

[The paper's shoved back into Riddler's chest, despite the fact that Facilier's hands are still occupied with the pencil and his drink.]



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