Alf's Rehab and Tea

[Dakkan Blackblade]

OOC: I do not run it... since no one makes money off this, I'll start back up.

Alf's Rehab and Tea

**Magua and Orisis runs into the rehab and tea and tell Alf what has happened to Dakkan and the other sligs, alf isn't there, but his partner is...**

Alf's Friend Muna: That is horrable, Magua. I really feel for you, Magua. I hope that Dakkan is okay... remember, Dakkan has been in wors- Anyways, you can have the job, Magua. I see you need money and you and Orisis can play here once a week on sundays and get paid monday.

Magua and Orisis: Thank you, Muna! Hey where is Alf?

Muna: Alf? Oh, somewhere...? I think he is with Abe, so i'm running it till he gets back.

**Magua and Orisis leave the A.R.A.T.**

Magua: Okay, we have a little time. Do you wanna do something before we find Rettick and that White Mukodon.

Orisis: Uh.....

OCC: Your go, Orisis...

[ April 30, 2001: Message edited by: Dakkan Blackblade ]

[Osiris The Fleech]

"I dunno. I thik I'll go look at those strange looking reeds over there". Osiris goes over to the reeds which look rather odd in the middle of a forest. Magua hears random noises, and Osiris pops out. "Hey, look! I made a dart gun! See?" Osiris shows magua the reed with a thorn in it. "It's not a weapon, but it may come in handy" "Cool", Responds Magua. "What should we do now?"

(ooc:Your call, Dakkan)

[Pacen]

"Hey!" yells Pacen from a bit deeper within the forest.

Pacen: "I found myself a place to stay, best part is it's free."

Magua: "Cool."

Pacen: "It's a reasonable sized cave a bit further into the forest. It's also pretty well hidden by some dense shrubs & vegetation. I've already set myself up a bed and a plce for a fire & other necessities. You guys are welcome to stay with me for a while if you want?"


OOC: Not sure if this goes well with the current plot, but there's so many new posts I'm not really sure what's going on!
Osiris or Magua, your post (maybe under a new topic, since this isn't ARAT anymore.)

[ April 30, 2001: Message edited by: Pacen ]

[Danny]

[OOC: read "Main Square" first.]

A couple of mudokons rush in.

"Pacen, Osiris, Magua! Come quick! Rettick's back, and he says there's going to be trouble!"

Pacen: "I knew it! It's the stranger, isn't it? Where is he? I wonder where the black one is, as well... they are usually found together..."

Osiris: "What are you talking about?"

Pacen: "Where's the stranger?"

mud: "A couple of guys have gone to get him."

Magua: "Who is he?"

Pacen: "I'm not sure, but i have my suspicions..."

[OOC: follow the muds to the Main Square, and continue from there. i'll post some explanation once you've all acknowledged that you're there.

if i'm assuming too much, feel free to stop me, Pacen!

next post, "A New Arrival".]

[ April 30, 2001: Message edited by: Rettick ]

[ April 30, 2001: Message edited by: Rettick ]

[Danny]

someone delete this post, i screwed up here.

[ April 30, 2001: Message edited by: Rettick ]

[Pacen]

OOC: That's all fine Rettick.

[Dakkan Blackblade]

OOC: This Post is jumping all over...

[Danny]

[OOC: here it is, Osiris.]

[Osiris The Fleech]

(Ooc: Thanks rettick, I'll get some money soon to pay grid)

Osiris goes up to ARAT, looking for money. He walks into the bar and asks for the manager. "Do you... need any staff? I'm looking for money. I do play the trombone, you know."

"well".....

(Ooc: Whoever owns this place, batter up)

[Danny]

[OOC: no-one owns this place - you ALWAYS get the job! just take it!]

[Osiris The Fleech]

(OOC:HOHO! It's my lucky day!)

Manager: Well.... Ok.

Osiris: Yipee!

Manager: We have no use for trombones here, whatever they are, but you can be a waiter.

Osiris: Ok. Sounds good.

Osiris heads over to the closet, slips on his new uniform and then walks over to where a large line of people are waiting to be seated. He approaches the first family in line, and leads them to an empty table.

Osiris: What would you like this afternoon?

wife: I would like a brew substitute, please.

husband: I would like a scrab burger.

Obnoxious child: I want candy, and toys, and ice cream, and hot dogs, and candy, and....

Osiris: (Thinking) This might be harder than I thought.

12 hours later.

Manager: Your pay today is 100 moolah. Get lost.

[Danny]

[OOC: pay is 2000m per week, paid weekly, every monday.]

[Darksider]

(OOC: read The Last of the Dark Children before this post!)

Sligit and Keris enter the ARAT.

Sligit; i need to ask a favor of you, Keris.

Keris; what is that?

Sligit; well, i'm gonna be going somewhere for a few weeks, and i need you to take my money.

Keris; where are you going?

Sligit; i can't tell you that.

Keris; then find someone else to hold that cash for you.

Sligit; wait! ill tell you. I am going to leave. I don't know if ill ever get back.

Keris; why me, Sligit, why me?

Sligit; i trust ya'. I need someome who isn't gonna just buy as much brew as they can hold with that cash.

Keris; at least tell me where you are going.

Sligit; i dont know. hell, all my friends were taken, you are the only one left. Now take my 10k and make a life for yourself here.

Keris; I will wait here for your return, then.

Sligit; between you, me and the wall, i ain't gonna come back. I plan to die out there.

Keris; then i will find your dead body and repay you for your kindness.

Sligit; kid, i need to live the life i allus lived. I never had parents, never had money. The vykkers fed me through an IV, i never tasted food before Arim's Resteraunt, i just ate capsules on the trip here. I wanna see Blackness, Jal, all my other dead buddies. I cant do that here.

Keris; i will bury you, then, with all the friends you have lost.

Sligit; kid, i like you, but i need you to understand. I don't wanna keep on living. I only did it for so long. I am leaving the town of Pyke for good. Maybe ill live in another town for a week or two, but i am never gonna be back here. Tell Rettick i owe him huge amounts for all he did for me. Tell Tunk that he's cool. Tell DH that if he needs help you have all of my confidence. And, if you see him, tell Priboi, my first friend in this little town, that he will see me again, on the other side of death.

Keris; do not die, sligit.

Sligit; i won't, kid, not yet. But i will, eventually. Time is not on my side.

Keris; someday, you will come back. Please, Sligit, come back someday.

Sligit; someday, then, ill come back. Yes, someday ill come home and find you as the best citizen in Pyke. Goodbye, Keristillax, last of the Darksiders.

Keris; good bye, sligit,

As sligit exits ARAT, Keris muttered something else; good bye, my friend...

[Sl'askia]

(read 'Along came a Spider...*grin*' first)

*Spider enters ARAT. The place looks like a tornado hit it...*

Spider: *thinking* Not what I expected...

*He sees the manager and a few others working hard to clean up the place*

Spider: What the frack happened in here?

Manager: *not looking up to look at him* lately people have been thinking Tuesdays are fight nights it seems...

Spider: *raises a brow* In a peaceful establishment like this?

Manager: yeah...we don't have a bar in this village...so the ruffens decided make this place their rough housing area for at least one night a week.

Helper Mud: we try to tell them to take it outside but they just ignore us...

Manager: and due to recent events...a lot of our big hitters have either left or disappeared. So we are left with a lot of disrespectful youngens...

Spider: *thoughtful* need ter hire a peacekeeper? I know how ter crack a few heads in need be...

Manager: *finally looks up at him and gives him a questioning look* well you certainly look like the type that can handle yourself. What are you? Some sort of inhanced Big Bro?

Spider: Yer could say that...

Helper Mud: Fancy looking pants you got there. Are they experimental?

Spider: Um yeah! They let me try them out while I was still workin' fer the Cartel...just never gave 'em back when I decided ter quit *chuckles*

Manager: you're a deserter?

Spider: *nods thinking* more like 'escapie'...

Manger: good to know the Cartel is losing more of there workers to the resistence. Alright, you're hired for Tuesday nights...if any more nights start to become a problem Ill get in touch with you. uh..where can I get in touch with you?

Spider: Fer now just leave a message with Dark Hood...I'm staying with him until I can get my own place.

Manager: right, see you next Tuesday then..um..

Spider: Spider

Manger: *nods* Spider

Spider: *leaves ARAT*

[ June 20, 2001: Message edited by: Dragadon ]