The bargirl, a comprehensively tattooed Vulkin, sees Buck's raised hand and saunters over.  "Don't know where you fellahs got the idea I was a doxy," she smirks knowingly, "But is there anything else I can help you with?  Try and stick with what's on the menu."

Quote from: Dr Rotwang!;238841It is very, very obvious to anyone observing Quazarn that he is astonishingly intelligent, charismatic and, above all, cool.

Sizing him up with a glance so piercing it's like she can read his mind, the Vulkin arches a single eyebrow in disbelief, tapping the menu impatiently.

(Hey guys...watch what yer thinkin!..ESP chick?)

Buck holds a G.C. between his gloved finger and thumb, "Problems at this burger joint lately eh?  What kinda stuff has been going on around here?  Any scoop?  And can I have a round of beers for my buddies?".  He's gonna grin at her, wink and waggle that Ronald Coleman moustache a bit.. and try throwin' down with the Seduce for some answers (I'm rollin....I gotta 58%...."03"...whoo hoo!  Off to a greeeat start.....well, if it's worth anything).

Quote from: ttagxamm;238847"Don't know where you fellahs got the idea I was a doxy," she smirks knowingly, "But is there anything else I can help you with?  Try and stick with what's on the menu."

Quazarn eyes the menu disinterestedly, then hands it to her with a shrug.  "Something select, yet proletariat."

Quote from: Rondo;238964Buck holds a G.C. between his gloved finger and thumb, "Problems at this burger joint lately eh?  What kinda stuff has been going on around here?  Any scoop?  And can I have a round of beers for my buddies?".  [He's gonna grin at her, wink and waggle that Ronald Coleman moustache a bit..]

Looking Buck square in the face, the Vulkin bargirl purses her lips, cocks her hips saucily, and shoots him down: "Problems?  You look like you might be a problem, flyboy.  Pity about the moustache, though."  

Turning to Quazarn she says, "He must hit his head a lot, huh?  The helmet?"

Quote from: Quazarn"Something select, yet proletariat."

"I'm sure you'll love the goxburger."  Staring pointedly at the Remulaki's prodigiously bald head, she adds, "It might even put hair on your...chest.  I'll bring it right up."

At the bar, a stout dwarfess drops her grog with a crash, swooning at the power of Buck's moustache.

[The Vulkin Psi-Resisted, so your critical got diverted.  Careful where you point that thing.]

Buck grins and then laughs a bit.  He looks away from the waitress no problem, and says, "watch that goxburger...she's bringing it up, but you might "bring it up" later....okay, fair enough miss....", and he gives her a little wink.  Then he looks over to the stout dwarfess and gives her a shiny smile.  "Suppose I better stick to my airships", he grins to the waitress and then gives up on it.  He looks over to the Creature, "Hey, buddy...don'tcha ever say anything?"  (  I hadn't had a chance to look around till about now, but wondering: what's the scene behind the bar?)

The dwarfess giggles and turns away, blushing.  Behind the the bar a wide-mouthed lizard man grins back at Buck with a mouthful of chisel-like fangs.  The bar is well-stocked, lacking nothing that a conoisseur of bottom shelf booze could want.  To one side a swinging door leads to the kitchen.

The place is mostly quiet.  A trio of goblin bike messengers loiter at the bar waiting for their next run.  Late lunchers are scattered here and there, and loud barks of laughter rise up from a table of rough men in the corner -- street soldiers in the Honcho crime family, you suspect.  Near them at the end of the bar a lone planetary ape hunches over his burger.

For an instant, Buck has a premonition of a robodroid cowboy, but it passes.

Presently the Vulkin bargirl strolls out with Quazarn's goxburger.  "The working man's better burger, rekilled fresh this morning.  Anything else, boys?"

[NOTE FOR ALL PLAYERS: I've found the email notifications to be somewhat erratic.  They are definitely not sent for every new post, so it's better to visit the thread to check in]

Quote from: ttagxamm;239140Presently the Vulkin bargirl strolls out with Quazarn's goxburger.  "The working man's better burger, rekilled fresh this morning.  Anything else, boys?"

"Yes, miss.  Should I have any trouble with this goxburger, is there a way that I can contact you about it later?  Say, after your shift?"

[Quazarn is trying to seduce her, too -- or at least, get her to like him.  He really needs to be liked!  I'm rolling -- HOLY CRAP I GOT A 09.  Even with my...what is it for Remulaks, -25%?  Anyway, tha's a base Seduce of 78%, so...you tell me.]

Buck leans over to Quaz, "hey bud...I'll be right back, I'm gonna check something out".  He gets up and wanders casual over to the bar and the dwarfess...he sort of squats down and looks at her, "would the one as pretty as a dainty flower care to let me in on some information?  I'm new to around these parts, and I sure would like to find out a few things."  He, sort of, half bows..smiling gently.

Quote from: Dr Rotwang!;239178"Yes, miss.  Should I have any trouble with this goxburger, is there a way that I can contact you about it later?  Say, after your shift?"

Smiling indulgently she bends over the table close to Quazarn, stretching her long arms around him from behind.  Before he can think how to react, she picks up his knife and fork and cuts his burger into bite size pieces.

"There now.  You think you can manage that without any trouble, lucky strike?"  she croons, wiping off her hands on her apron.  A chain of monkeys tattooed on her left bicep seems to flip him the bird en masse, but she winks and offers her hand.  "I'm T'Pixeleen.  Pixie.  And you're cute, but where's the logic?"

Quote from: Rondo;239221Buck leans over to Quaz, "hey bud...I'll be right back, I'm gonna check something out".  He gets up and wanders casual over to the bar and the dwarfess...he sort of squats down and looks at her, "would the one as pretty as a dainty flower care to let me in on some information?  I'm new to around these parts, and I sure would like to find out a few things."  He, sort of, half bows..smiling gently.

The dwarfess merely giggles, turning as brilliant a shade of red as molten iron in the forges of her forefathers.

[Not sure how you dudes feel about about visual aids to our PbP.  Don't want to force you to imagine things the same way I see 'em.  So I'll just post links rather than images unless it's game-crucial that you experience My Vision.  Click 'em if you want, or don't.

[Anyway, found a damn near perfect match for how I envision T'Pixeleen, here.  Pigtails and everything, and I swear when I named T'Pixeleen I had no idea she had a doppelganger out there with the same nickname!

[While searching for punk girls with full sleeve tattoos I also found this cutie (the picture is demure enough, but the url is not work-safe, FYI).  Jack Skellington on one arm and a freaking skeksis on the other?  Whoah.]

Wowee! works for me....as long as you have the kinda taste in chicks that you apparently have, you can envision up all you wanna, as far as I'm concerned!:)

(OOPs!  Brackets slipped past me on the last post....I apologize)

Quote from: Rondo;239492Wowee! works for me....as long as you have the kinda taste in chicks that you apparently have, you can envision up all you wanna, as far as I'm concerned!:)

[Well, I consider myself a generalist as far as my appreciation of beauty goes.  Why limit oneself to a "type?"

[GAME-RELATED: I'm fine with our pace so far -- your child-like attempts at Seducing Pixie have been most amusing.  But since you and the Doc have been the most enthusiastic players so far don't be shy about moving things along -- the others can catch up when they catch on.  Till then I'm ok if you choose to leave them here in the bar]