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located in Mountain Brook, a part of Fresh Poison, one of the many universes on RPG.

Mountain Brook



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Character Portrait: Reagan Hughes Character Portrait: Jason Reide Character Portrait: Charles Wilkins Character Portrait: Rosalyn Narváez
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Charlie started to feel like a glorified bartenders, only he wasn't getting paid. Every time he poured a drink, it seemed to vanish before his eyes, each time, the glass bottle in his hand got lighter and lighter. He was impressed with how fast Rea drank hers though, she was almost as good as him! Almost. Pouring a drink for Jason, the newest in the high demand for goold ol' fashioned Charlie Slave Labor, or the CSL, for short, he eyed a new arrival in a dress. First a blue dress now a black dress? Perhaps this party was meant to be more formal then he thought? Not that it mattered he didn't have anything besides t-shirts and jeans... well, no, he had that one pair of shorts he never wore.

Topping off Jason's drink, he pushed it over to the guy, "There you go," and went back to making, yet another, drink. Covering the liquid with cola, he stirred it with a butter knife and tapped it against the side of the cup to clear off any drops before pushing the new drink to the new arrival in the black dress, "Here you go girl number 2," he said as he started to work on yet another drink. He was sure she had a name, and he was betting it was a very lovely name, but for the life of him, he had no idea what it was.

Stirring it with the butter knife, he scooped up the cup and declared for the group in the kitchen, "This one is mine, so back you savages!" he declared eyeing them as if they were thieves and brigands trying to keep the cruel CSL going. Looking at the glass bottle he set on the counter, the dark liquid at barely a third brought a small sigh from his lips. Hopefully, there was enough to kill his taste buds, so he could drink the shitty shit the other people brought without wanting to tear out his tongue.