BARTENDER - FORGE

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RULES/INFO/RECIPE BOOK | FAMILY ROOMS/DRINK ORDER ZONES | TURN-IN

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[holesomelanguage]

Hah, alright cowboy. Buckle up an' I'll show ya why I get ta wear the hat.

[ Getting a piece of fruit to infuse with the vision of this entire video enjoy Graey blowing up an entire airship. ]

[takeyoutochurch]

[oh no he's hot AND stupid, love that in a man]

What the hell.

[holesomelanguage]

Damn fun, ain't it?

[takeyoutochurch]

I feel like I'm seein' ya in a new light. Yer...actually cool?

[holesomelanguage]

What the fudge, I've always been cool.

[takeyoutochurch]

Blowin' up an airship goin' after a bounty is an ENTIRELY different level of cool!!!

[holesomelanguage]

Fork I can't argue against that.

[takeyoutochurch]

BECAUSE IT'S TRUE! Ya got any others like that?

[holesomelanguage]

A couple o' others? The dancin' one an' the fightin' monkeys one.

[takeyoutochurch]

[HOLDS OUT HIS HAND]

I'm pretty sure I already saw the monkeys one. But if it'll get us some more tea I can look at 'em again.

[holesomelanguage]

Hah, alright, alright. Ain't gotta get testy on me.

[ Getting an orange slice to put this vision into and pass over. ]

[takeyoutochurch]

I just wanna see what else ya got hidin'.

[eats the slice and laughs]

Damn, ya ain't a half bad shot!

[holesomelanguage]

Hah! Like ta see ya make a shot like that.

[takeyoutochurch]

Oh, I could. But it's nice to know there's someone else on my level around here.

[holesomelanguage]

We gotta get us a range 'round this ship so we can see ya put that mouth o' yers ta the test.

[takeyoutochurch]

[laughs]

Why wait? We can line up some glasses on the bar and see who can hit 'em from the farthest distance right now!

[holesomelanguage]

Ya got a gun on ya?

[takeyoutochurch]

[holds up. his finger. and makes a finger gun.]

I always got a gun on me! I got an actual gun too, though.

[holesomelanguage]

[ Looks at his finger, making a face for a moment before continuing on. ]

Huh. What kind?

[takeyoutochurch]

There's my standard issue--ya probably shouldn't use that since it's tied to my detective badge ID--and then .45 Long Colt, and my toolbox is a gun too. Ya can't have that one though.

[holesomelanguage]

I don't want yer toolbox gun.

[ ... Glances at it like ??? ]

[takeyoutochurch]

I'm almost offended. It's a good gun. Might be too heavy for ya, though.

[it looks mostly the same as it did before, but upon closer inspection he has possibly done some modifications to it. to make it into a big ol' gun,,,,

he pulls out the colt, though, and passes it to him]

[holesomelanguage]

[ Taking hold of it, testing the weight in his hand. ]

Hah, maybe right now.

... Now I'm feelin' kinda silly fer fussin' over bringin' my own.

[takeyoutochurch]

Were ya fussin'? It ain't exactly like anyone did bag check when they brought us on board. Half the time they don't let us have our toolboxes in performances, and the other half of the time we don't need a gun. But I figured if we're gonna try and explore more of this cursed-ass ship, we'd better have some weapons on hand to deal with whatever freakshow we run into.

[holesomelanguage]

Well yeah, there's kids 'round, an' plenty o' folks ain't comfortable knowin' there's weapons like this on board. But I ain't even been thinkin' 'bout it fer protection 'round this ship. I've been wantin' ta sharpen up the skills in my vision.