BARTENDER - WEEDS

[wooliefrand]

WHO: WEEDS
WHERE: WHEREVER U HOBOS LIVE
WHEN: BARTENDER GAME

[ Well, you don't get a bar cabinet or anything, but you still get to talk amongst yourselves to vote for your favorite bar(n)tender!! ]

OOC RULES | DECISION DUE JULY 1ST 6PM PST | MAIN GAME POST

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DECISION

[wooliefrand]

decision made

[debug_mode]

Thistle wins, because we say so.

[stirtheblood]

[Vicious lives out in the meadow. But he's definitely just rotating among the barns drinking for the duration of this game.]

Service could be a little quicker on all of 'em. What's takin' so long?

[At this point he does not know any of the tasks required to get ingredients.]

[debug_mode]

I dunno. Maybe they're dumb.

Wanna just play favorites, no matter who makes the best drinks?

[stirtheblood]

My favorites are the ones who make the best drinks!

[debug_mode]

They're all going to make the drink you order! They're all the same.

...Aren't they?

[stirtheblood]

'Course they ain't! The ingredients they use are important, and there's some skill in puttin' together a good drink, especially a complicated one. And that's even before leavin' them some room for interpretation.

[watercress]

[So after being harassed by everyone and their mother, he sort of just. Wanders off, on his own, maybe looking for people with the black collars.]

[stirtheblood]

[Vicious is working his way through a 69-ounce oversized glass of liquor just outside Lily's pasture. He squints]

...Hah? Are you new?

[watercress]

[Sir what the fuck.]

Have you seen me around before?

[stirtheblood]

No, but I don't exactly pay attention to everyone here. You could be the crazy pyromanic who chopped off people's limbs with a demonic machine the other day...

[watercress]

The...the what?!

[soulsurvivore]

[ She'd just been chilling nearby, observing, but she pauses when she sees them. ]

You're a new face.

[watercress]

[...okay whatever the hell is up with this girl, they're pretty sure she's not human.

So congrats, you get a less rude bird!]

So are you.

[...still sorta rude, though.]

[soulsurvivore]

[ She seems unbothered by that. ]

Hmm. But I'm not the one who's new to these parts.

[watercress]

Maybe you just haven't seen me before.

[Sir. Sir please.]

[debug_mode]

[same collar!!]

Hey! Welcome!

[watercress]

[Same collar! Too bad they're already eying this girl like she might be the devil.]

Who are you?

[debug_mode]

Another weed, like you.

Have you met the snake?

[watercress]

The snake? No, I haven't.

[Why are you talking to him.]

[soulsurvivore]

[ Faith is being a bit quieter, just hanging around and observing mostly. But she is here to offer input if needed! ]

[debug_mode]

[waves!!]

I was wondering when I'd see you again.

[soulsurvivore]

Oh, I've been around. Not as busy as you though, it seems.

[debug_mode]

I won't consider myself as having done "enough" until the traitor gets punished.

The main problem is Lily's barn is much too well-defended at this point. The best chance is to hope to catch him alone, and that's going to have to be a target of opportunity.

[soulsurvivore]

I've noticed that. That's why I've been laying low for the time being. Let him get his guard down.

In any case, I've been working on a little . . . project of my own.