Kaffeehaus [RP IC]

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Kaffeehaus [RP IC]
Topic Started: Thu Dec 14, 2017 3:00 am (104 Views)
Swith	Thu Dec 14, 2017 3:00 am Post #1
GP Outreach Officer, Madhouse Productions Posts: 33 Group: Members Member #21 Joined: Dec 13, 2017	Posted Image Oh my god, Swithers! You made a chat location thread? Somewhat. Oh my dear Denizens... Treat it more like the World Assembly Bar rather than something wild from F7. This is a relaxed area where you can socialize with people outside your own haunt on NS. You don't need a character application. After all, you're playing yourself! That said, don't be a twit. Respect the setting. Respect each other. Salt and flames belong in Gameplay - Kaffeehaus is a neutral zone. Rules: One character per player, obviously. As always, Madhouse RP operate by NS rules, please. No porn, no gorn, and no sexting. We'll request a thread lock if it becomes a problem. See above the above rule? It applies to trolling and flaming as well. You can post your character's picture (spoiler it if it's large), but do not post reaction shot gifs. Those fucking annoy our Founders. Asterisk play is fine. I wouldn't hazard colored fonts for dialog. If the host makes template changes, the colors might not display well (or at all). Posted Image Setting: It's a coffee shop. There's a main area. Everyone is there. That's it. No extra play spaces. NO Klausesque hammerspace hidey-holes (glares at Cer). You'll find couches and comfy chairs, tables, etc all waiting for your use. Yes, we serve tea. There is a barista. His name is Max. He serves up the beverages. Go get 'em from him... no waitstaff here. FAQ: I identify as... Then play that. We really don't care if you identify as another gender, or as otherkin, or a Civil War battleship. You're welcome to play your online persona (I'm going to!) I hate this particular roleplayer/raider/defender/WAD... Then don't talk to them. Pretty simple, yeah? Chances are high that most of NS knows you dislike a person or group. Openly advertising it just makes you look petty. What can I talk about? We really don't care. Then again, this isn't designed to be NSG. You might want to go there for heavy discussions on real-world politics, race, LGBTQ+ issues, etc. Can I post a poem? Sure! Make it IC. :P Can I join if I'm not a member of Madhouse? Yep. Think of yourself as a tourist finding a new haunt. Do you have bling for participating? Well, yeah! Code: `[img]https://i.imgur.com/l1IDzZb.png[/img][/img]` Posted Image



Gren	Thu Dec 14, 2017 3:59 am Post #2
Posts: 1 Group: Members Member #50 Joined: Dec 14, 2017	OwO whats this?
Posts: 1 Group: Members Member #50 Joined: Dec 14, 2017


Swith	Thu Dec 14, 2017 5:06 am Post #3
GP Outreach Officer, Madhouse Productions Posts: 33 Group: Members Member #21 Joined: Dec 13, 2017	There weren't many commuters on the street outside the coffee shop. Not this early in the event. A bundle of blankets by the fire stirs and drifts apart to reveal a woman's pallid faced and dark eyes. "Oh, hullo, Gren!" A tiny hand emerges from the warm fleece to wiggle fingers at them. "You're the first to arrive. Welcome to the Madhouse booth and all." Swith cocks her head. "Wanna coffee?" Edited by Swith, Thu Dec 14, 2017 5:23 am.



agy	Thu Dec 14, 2017 5:20 am Post #4
Posts: 1 Group: Members Member #53 Joined: Dec 14, 2017	A rather portly man slinks in with a backpack slung on one shoulder and a brown jacket on the other. He takes a corner booth for himself, setting his laptop out alongside a stack of books. "Don't mind me. I'll be here a while, got stuff due soon. Maybe pop in on the other booths if I have time," he glances around at the mostly-empty shop before his eyes return to the glow of the monitor.
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Lamoni	Thu Dec 14, 2017 5:59 am Post #5
Posts: 168 Group: Committee Member #6 Joined: Nov 25, 2017	Walking into the Kaffeehaus to escape the below freezing temperatures outside, Lamoni noticed someone who seemed slightly familiar behind the counter. "Good day to you, Swith! I'd love a hot chocolate to ward off the chill from outside!"



Volaworand	Fri Dec 15, 2017 3:38 am Post #6
TSP SPIT dealer Posts: 239 Group: Members Member #61 Joined: Dec 14, 2017	Prime Minister Lina Hovland of Volaworand stops in looking for a bathroom. Do I really need to buy something to use the water closet? Fine, I'll take one of anything anything with alcohol it it. Posted Image Volaworand's Prime Minister Lina Hovland (File)



Cerillium	Fri Dec 15, 2017 7:23 am Post #7
Public Affairs Officer, Madhouse Productions \| Senior P2TM RP Mentor Posts: 35 Group: Members Member #78 Joined: Dec 14, 2017	The old Asian man had finally arrived home only to discover he'd missed the run-up to the main event. Sighing, he dragged himself back to the coffee shop. "Evening, Lamoni!" It was always nice to see colleagues. "Agy, Gren." Nodding to the Volaworandian PM, and pointing to a sign near the barista's elbow which read 'no booze', he continued his path to the fireplace.



Lamoni	Fri Dec 15, 2017 10:34 am Post #8
Posts: 168 Group: Committee Member #6 Joined: Nov 25, 2017	Taking his drink and heading near the fireplace himself, Lamoni shivered as the feeling of cold started to leave his frame. Though he was dressed for the weather, no one ever seemed to be comfortable in the below freezing temperatures that had settled into the area at night. He personally had seen the temperature gauge on his cell phone drop all the way to 23 degrees F. While that was not the coldest that he had ever experienced, it was still fairly noteworthy, though the fire not only warmed his body, but made him forget the unpleasant thoughts that came with the cold. There had always been a human preoccupation with watching the flames and wondering what made them work, even though the process seemed to be fairly well understood these days. Fire after all, had been so many things to primitive man that it was no wonder that it was still revered today, on an unconscious level. Fire had meant light, warmth, the ability to cook, as well as a means of defense for the Neanderthals. Losing their fire back then might even mean having to leave one's cave in the face of a more aggressive group who still had their fire, living the life of a nomad who didn't even have a home to return to. This could be especially deadly during the winter, where it would be easy to die of exposure. Coming back to the present, Lamoni sat down at a table near the fire, and started sipping his hot chocolate, the warmth of the drink combining with the pleasant chocolate taste to make a wonderful companion during the long, cold, lonely night. It was then and only then that he noticed that his colleague Cerillium had been heading the same way. "What has been going on with you lately, Cerillium?"



The Sands Casino	Sat Dec 16, 2017 3:54 pm Post #9
Posts: 16 Group: Members Member #56 Joined: Dec 14, 2017	The door opens, and a man in s tuxedo steps in. He quickly shuts the door behind him. "Bloody cold out there! I knew I should have worn my overcoat " He looks over at the man sat by the fire. "Looks familiar" he thought. "Maybe a customer at the casino? No, maybe not..." He crosses the room to the counter. "Black coffee please. Yes, a big one. Vente, is that what you call them? Yeah, I'm just heading out to start my shift. But I need a large pick-me-up first."
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Tilt	Sat Dec 16, 2017 10:26 pm Post #10
Posts: 2 Group: Members Member #149 Joined: Dec 16, 2017	A ruffled-looking man peered out from under the table closest the fireplace. Sipping noises echoed overhead. He shifted his seat on the big wooden table leg again and leaned back against the trunk.
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