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Buttered Toast Down Tavern
An In Character, Out of Character, Open Role-Play for everything and everyone.

WELCOME
On the magically famous and spectacular Floating Isle of Azreth, there lays a tavern. A special tavern. A tavern that technically does not exist. It is a place where people forget who they are, what they are, and take on new personalities, or try out new things with no risk to themselves, others, or the poor souls that they realize are controlling them. It lasts for as long as they are within the boundaries of the property. We asked the owner of the tavern where those property boundaries lay, but she just stared at us blankly and shoved tankards of what we thought could be beer into our hands and told us to go shut up and wait for supper like good kids.

We asked about the name, but then fell asleep about halfway through the 'Well, it's a funny story. You see...."

All we know about this place is that there is an infinite number of tables, the taps never run dry, and it is totally okay to throw sharp objects at the tone-deaf musicians and poetry artists that occasionally step in.

Also, don't try the special. It isn't safe. Some guy had an alien pop out of their chest that sang and dance for us before fleeing back into the kitchen. Or was it a hallucination from the beer?

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Rules and Regulations, YO!

OOC is allowed if it is in character.

Please, don't be that guy and post a bazillion words.

Quotes? Don't. Please don't. This is not a serious RP and will not count towards your RP count.

Anything goes. Within the TOS. If it violates TOS, it will be deleted, a warning will be issued, and if it repeats... BAM! You are gone. ( There is quite a bit of leeway here. Think Looney Toons. )

Godmodding? Nope. No character likes being puppeteered by someone else that isn't their God/Devil.

NPC's here are NPCs. No one is going to waste their time serving you, unless it is their character that is a server by their own choice. Cat calls will be met with a swift ax to the no-nos. Also, you will be put on public display and humiliated with a piece of toast on your nose while stuck in the stockades.... ( The Tavern Owner wanted me to add that part. Just be polite to one another outside of this RP.)

Please tell us in your post who you are Rping as so we can flee to snoop out your journal if you have any. If you do not... we may start pestering you to make this character canon. Play with your characters!

Uh... No neon or very, very light fonts.


ENJOY!

Fia: *walks in behind Cairne* Hey....you told me there'd be shoes here! *frowns*

Nick: *already been here, lounging at a side table, sipping beer and poking at a plate of something* I'm not sure this is dead yet....

Naoki Blackear- *doesn't notice the new occupants of the room until he hears the woman's voice.* Oh... new people. How quaint. *goes back to stitching on a vest.*

Naoki- *glances over to Zel and ears twitch* Yes it's wool..*chuckles* I have never heard wool described as sexy. *looks over at him* Mmmm a herder huh? Does that mean I can purchase some of your sheeps wool when the time comes for shearing?