Theme: The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask- Milk Bar
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Age: Unknown. There are legends that he is as old as time itself!
Gender: Male
Alignment: True Neutral
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Physical Description: A green-skinned Kremling with a scruffy white beard wearing a cowboy hat and boots, in addition to a brown vest.
Personality: What little personality Sam has shown indicates that he's a hard worker, and has no problem with anyone who comes into his bar as long as they don't cause trouble for everyone inside. Woe to those who mess up Sam's work routine...
Equipment & Abilties: The only weapon that Sam has shown thus far is a shotgun capable of shooting out drill-like devices that embed themselves in whatever they hit, and generate miniature black holes that suck up anything beside the target... and eventually the target itself. Sam may posses other weapons and special abilities as well, but that is all speculation.
History: As long as the Rotten Rabbit Tavern has existed, it has always had the same proprietor: the elderly Kremling who customers have given the nickname of "Old Man Sam." Beyond that, not much of Sam's history is known, and given that he has never spoken a word as far as anyone knows... well, it's doubtful he'll share his lifestory anytime soon. There are numerous rumours, though: that he may be an ancient Kremling witch doctor who discovered the secret to immortality, or that he's a former scientist who had to go into hiding because of his unethical experiments, or that he may even be a god-like alien lifeform that serves as a judge of lesser species. That last one is totally complete bull, though. Whatever his origins, Sam can almost always be found behind the counter of the Rotten Rabbit Tavern.
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Old Man Sam
Mute owner and bartender of the Rotten Rabbit Tavern
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Rotten Rabbit's Tavern
a character in “Fusion Fantasy Neo”, as played by Sockie
Description
So begins...
Old Man Sam's Story
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OOC: No worries, it happens.
IC:
"Little busy here, Dewrpy," said Ramses, ducking under one of the thugs' punches. Thankfully, the rest seem too distracted by the adorable pony to throw more.
IC:
"Little busy here, Dewrpy," said Ramses, ducking under one of the thugs' punches. Thankfully, the rest seem too distracted by the adorable pony to throw more.
Derpy looked at the funny little mushroom man and frowned. She put her letter back in her satchel and then placed her hands on her hips. She glowered at the thug trying to punch Ramses, and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and she humphed at him. "Dat's not hoow you doow a bwohoof! DIS is hoow you doow a bwo hoof." She then closed her eyes happily, a grin on her face, and intending to hit the thug's fist, she accidentally hit him in the face knocking him out. She looked down at the big unconscious thug on the floor, a hoof to her chin, her wall eyes wobbling. "Awre youw owkay?" He didn't reply due to being knocked out, but Derpy didn't need an answer. She bounced on top of the thug, his beer gut acting almost like a trampoline. "Wakey wakey mistewr!" The thug awoke with a yowl and ran to the opposite end of the tavern, clutching his stomach. Derpy watched him go then turned back tothe mushroom man, shrugging. "I juwst down't know what went wrowng!"
Ramses, in the meantime, gets an idea to get any other would-be aggressors off his back.
"I'm afraid I don't know either," said Ramses, pushing another thug to Derpy. "Why don't you try again on this fine gentleman?"
"I'm afraid I don't know either," said Ramses, pushing another thug to Derpy. "Why don't you try again on this fine gentleman?"
"Goowd idea mistewr!" She smiled happily, and closed her eyes. She then clonked her hoof with the thug's fist. Very hard. The large man yowled, and jumped up and down in pain, massaging his broken knuckles. Derpy giggled. "Dat's a funny dance mistewr!" She stopped flying, and copied the thug, jumping up and down on another thug's foot. He cried in pain, stumbling backwards, hitting a table and knocking himself unconscious. Derpy looked down at him, and scrunched her nose. "Why is evewryone so sweepy today?" She giggled and jumped onto the man's beer gut. She bounced on it like a trampoline, shouting as she did so. "WAKE UP MISTEWR!" The man did wake up. In pain. He ran to the opposite end of the tavern as fast as he could with a sprained foot, and sat in a corner, clutching his stomach. Derpy looked at the mushroom man and shrugged.
Any thugs that are still standing, seeming to think that Ramses has some kind of arcane control over this grey flying pony, quickly go back to bothering people that aren't him. Ramses looks out the window to see where Dr. Y might have gone, but he's long gone. Muttering something in Shroob under his breath, he turns back to Derpy.
"So," said Ramses. "Thought of what your question is yet?"
"So," said Ramses. "Thought of what your question is yet?"
Derpy watched the other burly men scurry off and waved happily at them. She heard the mushroom man mutter something strange, and she turned to him. When he asked her whether she remembered her question. She frowned, and laughed. "Oh! I remembewr now! Doo youw know Owld Man Sawm? I've got a wetter fowr him!" She pulled out the letter from her satchel and held it high. But a sudden gust of wind from the hole in the door blew it out of her hoof. She squeaked, and zipped after it. She caught t, but lost control and crashed into the bar, hitting her head hard. She sat, silent, and a tear welled up in her crooked eye. "Ow..." Her lip wobbled, and she limped over to the mushroom man.
"Well," said Ramses, resisting the urge to chuckle. "Old Man Sam is behind the bar, like always."
Ramses points over to Old Man Sam. Being the jerk of a bounty hunter that he is he made no move to try and get the letter back for Derpy. Then he reconsidered, thinking that a mail pony, no matter how... inexperienced... may still be of some use for tracking Dr. Y down. It might, then, be a good idea to get her to like him.
"Hey," said Ramses. "Don't cry. I can take that letter to him if you're having trouble."
Ramses points over to Old Man Sam. Being the jerk of a bounty hunter that he is he made no move to try and get the letter back for Derpy. Then he reconsidered, thinking that a mail pony, no matter how... inexperienced... may still be of some use for tracking Dr. Y down. It might, then, be a good idea to get her to like him.
"Hey," said Ramses. "Don't cry. I can take that letter to him if you're having trouble."
"Oh, I'm not gowing to cwy, dis happens a wot, it just huwrts." She looked over at the bar, and saw the old man behind the bar. She smiled, finally understanding why he was called Old Man Sam. She looked at Ramses and be beckoned with her hoof. "Come oown!" She looked at him with her wall eyes, and started to hover in the air, smiling happily, her face filled with an expression of innocence and happiness.
Ramses heads on over to Old Man Sam, leaning an elbow against the bar.
"Sam," said Ramses. "It seems this young mail pony has a letter for you."
"Sam," said Ramses. "It seems this young mail pony has a letter for you."
"I know, I know," said Ramses. "But she's been so helpful in calming down those who would mess up your bar that I thought I might throw her a bone."
Ramses takes the letter addressed to Old Man Sam and hands it to the old Kremling.
Ramses takes the letter addressed to Old Man Sam and hands it to the old Kremling.
Derpy watched Old Man Sam read the letter with her wonky yellow eyes. She scrunched up her nose and tried to peer over the counter to see the letter, but wasn't tall enough to see the letter. She was truly disheartened. She scratched her head with a wing, and remembered that she could fly! She slowly took off, and started to try and read the letter upside down. The problem was that she wasn't very good at reading in the first place. But she was curious, and wanted to know what the letter she had delivered was all about.
Ramses, also curious to see what the letter says, looks over it. Whatever it was, surely it was important if the pony flew into the middle of a bar fight to deliver it.
Leilanie Sowanaga enters the tavern to get a drink. It was due to her conflict with her ex-fiance and decided that she broke up with him. Perhaps the best way to drain her sorrows away is to drink a couple of beverages... More if she's still depressed. She calmy sits on the stool and orders a drink from Old Man Sam.
"....Bock please..." Leilanie spoke as she placed her money on the counter, "...I don't feel too well. I don't care if you put ice in, just... give me a bock..."
"....Bock please..." Leilanie spoke as she placed her money on the counter, "...I don't feel too well. I don't care if you put ice in, just... give me a bock..."
Sam sets the letter down for a moment, and then pours and a slides a glass of bock over to Leilanie. (ice included)
"Thanks..." Leilanie drank a glass of bock in one gulp and lay the glass down, "...Need more..." She placed more money on the table, "Don't ask why... I... I rather not talk about it."
Everyone ignores Leilanie rather loudly announcing that she doesn't want to talk about it. Meanwhile, Ramses decides that the letter isn't worth his time and begins packing up his gear.
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