RP Tavern (Name never set in stone!)

[Carn]

"Well i can't entirely fault you on that, wait THIS plane of existence? How many are there?"

[Koali]

"No idea, I thought it was just a figure of speech. But there must be at least two, one for this world and one for my stomach."

[Carn]

"Please, i hope your stomach isn't the afterlife."

[Koali]

"Not what I meant! Let's not get into existential discussions, it's late and I'm sleepy."

*Assumes Stone form.*

[George Mills]

George calmly looks over.
"If there were more of you Koali, I would love to dissect one of you. Is that fatal for your species?"

[Jester Schulz]

"So does anyone want to introduce me to the new guy?"

*Motioning to George*

[Koali]

*Awakens from Stone form.*

"I dunno, George, but you're welcome to try me."

*George reluctantly makes a cut with a scalpel, but...*

"Ah, I had a feeling something like this would happen."

*There is no damage from the scalpel, as if it hadn't touched Koali at all.*

"I think I might be immortal."

[Carn]

waking up smelling of steak, gunpowder, and hellfire "Ugh, i need to stop falling asleep in here."

[ShadedExalt]

*Having long since finished the steak, Shaded shrugs.*

"I have to have impeccable manners during trade negotiations, and I get tired of it.  I like to pig out every once in a while."

*Surprised at the fact Koali didn't die, he makes a remark.*

"Maybe you need Critical Existence Failure?"

[Carn]

sniffing himself briefly "Is there a shower here? Or like a bucket of clean water and a cloth? 1 week of crashing, combat, hellfire, napalm, and other things have left me smelling a tad ripe."

[George Mills]

"Koali, how long have you, ya' know...been conscious...?"

[George Mills]

(To jester)
"Ah, hello!"
George holds out his hand
"I'm George Coutts, founder and currently only existing member of Coutts industries, maker and supplier of crafts and curiosities. Here."
George hands Jester a contraption.
"Take this for free, I can easily make more."
George pushes the button on the back, and the tiny automaton spring to life. It appears scared of itself, and tries to run away before George deactivates it.
"I used a tiny amount of blue matter to give it sentience. It won't stop being scared of everything though."

[Carn]

grabbing a random bottle from behind the counter "Anyone care to join me for Booze Roulette?  And what blue matter is this?"

[George Mills]

"Blue matter...it's the same sorta stuff that was used to power the automaton band I told you about a few days ago. It is basically what holds reality together, and gives inanimate objects sentience. I wouldn't be surprised if that robotic bartender had some in him. Unless he is pre programmed with responses. It's totally different from green matter...similar properties, except that it doesn't give try sentience, only what is commanded of whatever it is put into. Good for slaves and the like."

[Carn]

"Piece of advice, dont mess with the fabric of reality.  Where do you get this stuff anyways?" taking a swig from the bottle "Huh, rum." swallows half the bottle in one gulp "Ah thats good."