Godcard: Another Time [Roleplay Thread]

Puts the book back and decides to go home to the bar

@Damafaud

walks into the bar and goes to see Alice

ā€œAh, I forgot. This is Peter. He has been researching magical phenomena for several years now.ā€

(Monkke is gone)


@Queen_Alfa

Alice is slumped over a table, holding an empty mug.

There are beer spills all over the table.

Hiccup

Toby waits for classes to end.

ā€œOh dear Aliceā€¦ā€

Sighs and gets changed into her nice dance/bar maid dress and begins cleaning the mess before anyone can come in hopefully

ā€œMagical? Huh. So? You got anything to say to me?ā€ She puts her hands on her hips, she had to get to her workplace soon.

ā€œHehehe. Good card.ā€


@Shurian

Muriel thinks for a moment.

ā€œWould you mind leaving your phone number? It will be easier for us to keep contact if so.ā€

Smiles and begins serving any customers that happen to walk in

(Waiting for any character 18+ to hopefully come to the bar rip)

(Who goes drinking at noon)

(Alcoholics)

ā€œNormally I wouldnā€™t just give my phone numberā€¦ but things are getting pretty weirdā€¦ Whatā€™s another to the mix?ā€

She hands over her phone number.

ā€œSorry, gotta dash!ā€
She makes for the city central.

J: WHAAAAAAA?!?!?!?!?
Light floods into her eyes. She has never seen before, so this is a new experience.
J: Whatā€¦ is this?
She waves her hands in front of her face, seeing them appear before her.
J: Is thisā€¦ sight?
(is this loss)
She puts the closed sign on the door, remarking at its colour, then steps outside, seeing for the first time. She walks down the street, unsure what everything is. But pulling on past memories, she can match the pictures to whatā€™s in her mind.
J: I must tell my grandson!
She walks to his house.

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Alice is still slumped over the corner table. A staff is there, but the bartender wonā€™t be arriving until later in the evening.

A tidy looking man wearing a suit enters the bar. He looks around. It looks like heā€™s looking for someone.

ā€œHello, may I help you?ā€

Kaden is back in his apartment, and is theorising about the mechanics of the black card, and who knows about them. Heā€™ll take some time

ā€œAh, yes. Is Miss Alice here? My nameā€™s Albert Descourt, from the Library.ā€

ā€œYes, she is kindaā€¦ā€ Looks over to the slumped over Alice ā€œOccupiedā€

Shelia walks into the restaurant she so worked at, and quickly sets up her lyre and looks at the time. There was still 30 minutes before her daily music performance.

Well. To those that never knew Shelia, she looks like a 13 year old teenager.

He sighs.

ā€œSheā€™s drunk already, I guess? It isnā€™t even evening yet.ā€

ā€œYes indeed, would you like to take a seat sir?ā€

ā€œNo need. Iā€™m just here to tell her the cards are back and to please stay away from danger next time around.ā€

Albert stares at Rikita

"At least please tell her that.*

With that, he leaves.