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The Bronze | Started by: Buffy_Summers on Nov 06, '15 18:38 |
Buffy looked around her new business. She'd never seen herself as the owner of a Night Club, hell she'd never seen herself as the saviour of the world, but look how that turned out. Truth be told the slaying business was slow, ever since the destruction of the Sunnydale hellmouth, the legions of darkness just weren't as plentiful, and Buffy was bored. She could hardly remember the last time she'd seen a Vamp, demon or Hell god. So, opening a bar seemed like a sensible, adult like thing to do. And what better bar than the Bronze, the Scoobie Gang's old stomping grounds back in Sunnydale. |
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Rae had been wandering the streets of Detroit in hopes of finding something 5 hat might keep her and nixe entertained in yet another Friday night. She glanced at her watch and grinned, knowing that her friend's plane was due to land in about an hour. She had been told about the Bronze by a friend who had stumbled across it on a trip to Detroit and Rae was ready to see if it was the kind of place to keep her and the youngster out of trouble. She pushed open the doors and her eyes immediately found the pool tables and she let out a bark of laughter. Possibly not going to stay out of trouble but she was going to relieve Nixe of his money by the end of the night. |
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Reply by: Rayln at Nov 20, '15 08:31 | |
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Hopping off of the plan as soon as it landed, Nixe made his way to The Bronze, directions dictated by the crude written scrawled upon his hand. In hindsight, he could have done better. But alas, the youth's sense of direction was mangled horribly, lending him trouble when it came to differentiating right from left. The brunette was about a third of the way there when he realized that there was something that could solve his problems. He could take a fucking taxi. "Fuckfuckfuck, I'm so stupid," Nixe muttered to himself, as he hailed down one of the great, bright beasts. Clambering clumsily inside, he delivered the coordinates of his destination. And it wasn't ten minutes later that the cabbie pulled up outside the specified building, in which Nixe jumped out in a rush, tipping the man with an apologetic smile. After heading inside, it wasn't long before he spotted Rae. With a smile plastered onto his face, the pale man approached his friend. "Hey, I finally found this place," chuckled Nixe, as he checked his watch. "And look at that - I'm not late for once!" |
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Reply by: Nixe at Nov 20, '15 13:11 | |
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Buffy stood on the gantry and looked down at the crowd below... well not so much a crowd as a small group of couples and individuals. The Club hadn't been as popular as she had hoped, god knows her grandfather's business had had people travelling from all over to stay, but then, living under the shadow of the Legendary Rockfather was a tough act to follow.
Leaving her vantage point she went down the stairs and wandered through the bar, enjoying the music and smiling at people. |
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Reply by: Buffy_Summers at Nov 20, '15 19:32 | |
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Andi needed a drink...ing binge. It was a long week for her, doing felony after felony to keep herself afloat. She had just enough cash to spare for a night of heavy drinking, so she entered the first bar she saw-- one called The Bronze. Not really an alcoholic, she was quite the lightweight but she didn't care, she just wanted to cleanse her conscience with a little alcohol and unwind at this small hole-in-the-wall. As she first entered, Andi was unsure if it was a bar at all and not just an abandoned warehouse until she heard the upbeat sounds lilting around. A small smile crept on her face, she was feeling lighter already. "One gin and tonic please, keep 'em coming." She told the bartender before sliding on a stool and waiting for her drinks. When they finally came, Andi started nursing her glass as if it was her prized possessions and started tipping them back one by one. It didn't take long for her to get tipsy and started telling the bartender her life story. After a solid 10 minutes of her mumbling nonsense, she fell off her stool and onto the floor, knocked out cold. "No regrets." She mumbled before drifting off to sleep. |
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Reply by: Andromeda at Nov 25, '15 18:17 | |
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Third time lucky, perhaps. The clientele was a tad young, the music was a tad loud, the drink was a tad crap, but it was cheap. So Evil grabbed a stool and propped up the bar, drinking whatever they were trying to pass off as whiskey in this shithole. Still, it smelled better than the first joint. |
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Reply by: Touch_Of_Evil at May 07, '21 17:16 | |
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ToE needed a drink, like an astronaut needs air. It was desperate times, so he decided to give the Bronze another go. The Clientele was still a tad young, the music was still a tad loud, and the drink was still shit. Watered down piss, no whiskey, whisky, or bourbon. What the fuck was a Cosmopolitan anyway, it tasted like a frui... homosexuals drink. Not that there was anything wrong with that, someone had once thought ToE batted for the other team as he was always downing Jack, Bud, Jim, Johnny or Jose. Removing the plethora of garnishes and straws from the glass of mildly alcoholic fruit juice, he downed it in one, dropped $5 on the counter, and headed down the road to the next establishment. |
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Reply by: Touch_Of_Evil at Jun 07, '22 12:48 | |
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