now open for business!

[jack_of_spades]

[Right, so anyone exploring the Radiant Plane might eventually encounter a sign that reads, in nice big, and bold black letters, MIDNIGHTON. If anyone was wondering why Slick hadn't introduced himself properly, aside from popping up whenever someone else introduces himself, this is why.

He's been busy building a small city in the space he's claimed. Despite this, all the streets and buildings are blocked off - save one. It's right on the edge of his space, so anyone can freely enter and exit. A sign reads in rather flashy neon MIDNIGHTON BAR LOUNGE. Below the sign, a smaller one reads NOW OPEN FOR BUSINESS.

Inside, there's chairs and tables set up. A considerable variety of nondescript carapacians, both white-shelled and black-shelled, staff the place. There's also a number of them milling about, though they're clearly nonsentient constructs. A piano's been set up towards the middle of the massive room, and Slick himself is there, playing some songs of his own composition.

Further inside, past the piano, is the Lounge half of the place. Armchairs and low tables are spaced out considerably in this half, with the music from the bar half only barely drifting in. Fewer carapacians lounge about, their mindless chatter providing a calming background noise.

One should also note, of course, that even if you came in at ground level, the lounge area somehow has massive glass windows that give way to a stunning view of the cityscape outside.

And...everyone who cares to receive it should be getting a voice-only message telepathically now.]

so this is spades slick
god of hatred and all that
some o' ya know me, some o' ya don't
anyway i got a bar over here that needs customers
and in case ya didn't get the hint
my bar's open for business
ya want a drink i got drinks
ya wanna relax i got it covered
so mosey yer asses on over here all quick like
and hey since it's opening night, i'll even play a song fer ya all
how's that?
8)


[Cue some piano music coming through the connection.]

Comments

>Will you talk to the blond man?

[avatarofruin]

[Naturally Louis was the first one to show up. It was a welcome and familiar atmosphere to him. Not to mention he was curious when Slick offered to play a song so of course he wanted to hear what he could play.

He seats himself off to the side but still close enough to the stage after ordering himself a glass of white wine. It is funny now to him, that he still does this despite the fact that there was no longer a sign of a certain oppressive being near. Gabriel's stress over His absence was only reassuring in that sense.

Yet Louis continued to spend his time in places such as this, though he feels more...alive now. Like he no longer needs to hide. Not that that will stop him from being extremely cautious out of habit.

He will be here enjoying the music and perhaps waiting for a few certain others to show up. He is aware they cannot resist places such as this as well.]

>duh

[alephbet]

[Aleph is one of those people, or at least assumes he is. He's never drank to excess, but he has a certain taste for alcohol nonetheless - besides, he's sure that he'll find Louis there. If not at first, then eventually.]

I thought you'd show up.

[He takes his seat beside him.]

[avatarofruin]

[Needless to say he's glad you're here, Aleph. With his glass raised, he welcomes Aleph with a warm smile.]

Of course. I knew you would come eventually.

[In an odd gesture, he reaches out with his free hand to gently brush his fingers against the side of Aleph's face.]

It certainly brings back memories. The only difference now is for once we can truly enjoy ourselves.

[alephbet]

You're taking the shift well. [Aleph doesn't lean into the touch, but neither does he pull away from it as he smiles.] That's good. We might be stuck here for a while enjoying ourselves.

[avatarofruin]

[He withdraws his hand to rest it at his side, his smile never leaving.]

Though Gabriel is here, the fact that He does not seem to be near according to her is a relief. I will continue to keep on the lookout for any sign of Him but in the meantime...well, this is quite nice suffice to say.

[alephbet]

How are the drinks here? That's the next best question, I'd say.

[avatarofruin]

Not bad if I do say so myself.

[If you're looking for a good kick to last you a moon cycle though, you might wanna go to another bar.]

Slick may be rough around the edges but I commend his taste. He would make an excellent host.

so triggered

[jack_of_spades]

[He actually leaps across the room to slam his hands on Louis's table, snarling into his face.]

I AM NOT AN EXCELLENT HOST.

[alephbet]

[Um excuse me wtf.]

I didn't realize that was a bad thing?

STILL TRIGGERED

[jack_of_spades]

[He whirls around to snarl into Aleph's face next.]

IT'S A BAD THING IF I SAY IT IS AND IT IS.

[Whoops, old habits do die hard, He's got a knife out and is waving it around as he rants rather incoherently about excellent hosts and snowmen and time travel and frogs.]

[alephbet]

Look, you're not making any sense. Put the knife down.

[...he hasn't tested if he can summon demons here and he doesn't want to find out.]

[jack_of_spades]

[He waves the knife around some more, ignoring Aleph's attempts at getting him to stop.]

I don't haveta fuckin' make sense ta ya if I don't wanna because I fuckin' make sense ta myself!

[avatarofruin]

[He hardly flinches from Slick's outburst. Actually it's kind of funny to him.]

Oh my. Perhaps not with a temper like that.

[jack_of_spades]

[rant rant rant, pause to snarl at Louis]

You shut up!

[rant rant rant rant]

[avatarofruin]

[Okay, he's not looking very pleased at Slick for pulling Aleph into this.]

No, Slick. You are the one spouting nonsense. You would do well to leave my colleague be. He has done nothing wrong and neither have I.

[jack_of_spades]

[Practically waves the knife right in Louis's face.]

NO ONE'S ALLOWED TO SAY THOSE WORDS HERE.

[alephbet]

[That's too close for Aleph's comfort.]

Put up a sign next time and back off.

[His hand goes to his arm terminal. He's not going to start a fight, but he'll end it.]

[jack_of_spades]

You shut the fuck up too! That shitface is fucking taunting me from his grave. Who the fuck even uses those two words together in normal conversation!? He's just fuckin' with me through ya fuck this fuck this fuck this!

[Whoops getting hysterical there...]

[alephbet]

You're not even making any sense anymore.

[jack_of_spades]

You try bein' fuckin' haunted by that omniscient bastard!

[Well, he's not as loud as earlier now. Looks like he's slightly starting to calm down.

>Keep trying to talk him down?]

[alephbet]

I'm sure it's awful, but we didn't know about it. Do you want to sit down and tell us who you're talking about?

[avatarofruin]

[He is not threatened in the least bit by this. Knives and guns are at best, downright hilarious to him. The fact that someone half his height is waving this at him isn't exactly helping.]

I will say whatever I please. I never had any ill intentions toward you.

[redfiend]

[A bar, eh? He doesn't really need to drink now but you know, old habits die hard and all, so here he is. Checking it out.

He's got to admit, whomever build this doesn't have bad taste at all. Guess he'll be sticking around for a while.

He orders a glass of beer and sits himself off to the side. He's aware that it's not going to help him any and that others will most likely come talk to him but he hopes he has some quiet time before that happens.]

[jack_of_spades]

[He's just gonna ignore the other two weirdos for now, focusing on this guy instead. Yup, never seen an alien like this before.

There aren't enough customers yet for him to feel like putting all his effort into the music, so he'll just leave the piano to one of his constructs and saunter his way over, plopping down on the seat across Dante. Hey, he literally runs this town, he's got all the right to do that.]

So! Which fucker are ya?

[redfiend]

[Dante looks up. He knew that was going to happen but it still doesn't please him much. Instead of picking a fight about it, though, he's just going to take a drink of his beer before actually answering anything.]

Apparently the God of Humanity. Name's Dante.

course he doesnt introduce himself

[jack_of_spades]

[Slick grins, waving a nearby Prosptian over and claiming a drink from the tray it's carrying. He waves it away again, before taking a nice long sip from his own.]

God o' Humanity, hm? Enjoyin' the place?

[redfiend]

[Dante shrugs.]

Guess it's alright. Sure as hell draining though.

[But, he's kind of talking from an introverted perspective, so...]

So what are you?

[Fuck you, slick. I'm going to get your name out of you yet!!!!]

[jack_of_spades]

Eh, I can see where you're comin' from.

And I'm a Dersite.

[You asked what.]

[redfiend]

Dersite? Never heard of it.

[jack_of_spades]

'Course ya haven't. Ya ain't a Player of the game. And 'fore ya ask, I can't tell ya what that game is.

[redfiend]

Uh, okay. Glad to see this group has quite a few of non humans... all things considered, that is.

[He's going to go back to that beer now and..then put it down. He's forgotten to ask something, didn't he? Oh right.]

... By the way, what is your name?

[jack_of_spades]

[He leans back then props his feet right up on the table (he's short enough for it to work comfortably), then downs his drink. Another Dersite conveniently passes by to take the glass from him. He smirks at Dante.]

Name's Spades Slick.

[redfiend]

Spades Sli---Oh.

[He'll casually go back to his drink. Give him a few moments to recover from feeling stupid.]

... Nice place you got here.

[jack_of_spades]

[He looks amused, grabbing another drink to sip from.]

Good ta hear ya like it. Guys like me gotta keep up wit' the customers, y'know? Check if everythin's to their satisfaction.

[adorabloodthristyknight]

[Hey look, a Karkat decides to barge in (because he's bored and it's the only interesting place so far).

Whoa man, this place actually looks half-decent. It's not even like Slick made the place.

This mildly concerns Karkat.]

[jack_of_spades]

[At this point he's kind of busy playing one of his signature songs - slightly modified since he doesn't have his backup, but it's still one of his favorites. He does't notice Karkat at first of course, a little busy at the piano, but when he does glance up to check if people are listening, that's when he spots Karkat.

He finishes the song soon after, then makes his way over to Karkat amidst the clapping of the carapacian constructs.]

Ya shouldn't be here, kid.

[adorabloodthristyknight]

It's not like I'm here to drink anyways. I just wanted to see what the big fucking deal was. It's not like I don't have anything better to do anyways...

[jack_of_spades]

Yeah, well, this ain't just about the drinks. Get out.

[adorabloodthristyknight]

What's so fucking bad about this place anyways?

[jack_of_spades]

It ain't a bad place. It just ain't a place fer ya.

[He simply doesn't want you to see the city in all its splendor, or for you to start asking questions about his...previous life. He trusts you, he does, but he doesn't want you to know about this yet.]

[adorabloodthristyknight]

You're an asshole. There's nothing to do.

[jack_of_spades]

There's that library. Or that weird office building. Hell, just hang out in the central area. I don't give a shit where you go, just don't come in here ever again.

[adorabloodthristyknight]

Well, first of: Why would I be interested in a library? Secondly: Weird office building...?

[jack_of_spades]

How the fuck would I know? You damn kids nowadays are always up to random shit.

And what, haven't ya seen it? It's got this giant pink neon sign on th' outside.

[kittenlocket]

[This guy here's never really been in the city before, so he's hanging in the lounge near the windows. He really can't look away either, the scenery is all pretty new for him since he's lived out in a tiny suburb his entire life. Even though he's a god and could get a drink if he wanted, he totally hesitated at the counter and got himself a virgin daiquiri instead. He's not really talking to anyone at the moment, just reminiscing a bit from that one time he and the gang went to the night club on that fieldtrip.]

[plushrumpss]

[Bro had noticed the kid from a little ways across the bar, despite being a little tipsy at the moment he figured he had nothing to loose. Not like striking up conversation with him could end badly.]

Hey man. Whatcha drinkin?

[kittenlocket]

[Kanji turned, giving Bro a small hesitant smile]
Uh, nothin' really. Just a um, daquiri is all.