Marc's Bar and Grill Mark's Bar and Grill is massive dimensional bar. There is one is every RP universe in some way or another. But the ones that exist in these universes are the entire same one. The bar itself is located at the center of the multiverse. This is a place where all RP characters can come to drink, fight, love, pull pranks, troll, tell stories and everything in between. All RP characters from all universes are welcomed. They have every type of food and drink that any man, women or beast could want. The bar is owned by mysterious man named Marc, the only man to have ever seen his face is The Bartender. The Bar itself is huge. It’s constantly changing size and shape. The bar is actually large enough to hold any size of beast. The designs are so complex understanding them would be an instant lobotomy. Gameplay This is a free RP. So we aren't using stuff like turn based on combat or level systems. You don't have to stay in the bar, but you are required to start off with your character in their home world walking into the bar for whatever reason. After that it’s up to you what you want to do. You can do everything from interact with other players or sit down and order some drink and food. If a bar fight breaks out between two patrons you will be asked to take it outside, in the alley. The alley itself looks like any normal alleyway outside a bar. But in truth it is actually a sub dimension designed specifically for combat purposes. It was created Story There isn't much of a story to start off. You are free to do what you like. You can tell a compelling story if you like or your character can just sit around and make fun or trouble at the bar. Now don't get me wrong I actually have some plot ideas. But most of all this do what you want RP. Rules Do not control others characters! GM's word is law and cannot be broken! No God modding! Dialogue from other characters should be put in BOLD type! Please feel free to make suggestions to the GM! Keep OOC in the discussion! Your templates need to be approved in the discussion! You are only allowed to use RP characters you have in other RP's or your own writing! No auto hitting! (This means you must give other player characters a chance to react to your attack.) EXAMPLES 1: Jeff pulls his sword out and cuts off Luke’s head. (That is not allowed) 2: Jeff pulls out his sword and attempts to cut off Luke’s head. (As you see here Luke has a chance to react. Now remember you cannot constantly avoid taking hits by blocking or dodging, which would be God modding. Obviously be nice and respectful in the OCC and all that jazz! Feel free to have as many characters as you want, the more customers the better! Most of all have fun! Character Template Name: Age: Appearance: BIO: (Optional) Skills/Powers/Weapons: Home world: Personality: Miscellaneous info: Dexter sat on a bar stool partly buzzed. His trench coat was torn and muddied. His blonde hair was dripping from the rain outside and his blue eyes tired but aware. He had just gotten in the bar a few minutes ago and he was already on his fourth shot glass, but for good reason. This particular bar always tended to give him headaches. It always had the most colorful patrons but I guess that's unavoidable when you’re inviting everyone short of God, Zeus and Odin to drink. He normally disliked most people that he saw there on a regular basis, the one most obvious one being The Bartender himself. The guy was weird even to someone like Dexter who happened to be a professional demon slayer. The Bartender was a tall man at least 6/9, he was slightly balding at the top of his head but his hair was jet black. He had a large gut like Santa Claus, though Dexter got the feeling most of it was raw muscle. His arms were massive to the point they reminded Dexter of small versions of those thick oak trees you deep in the forest. But the reason Dexter didn't like the guy was simple, his eyes they were a light shade of green but they weren't human. They lacked the proper emotion to be human. The emotions they held were something far too primal to be human. The bar itself was a sight to behold. It was more like a club then a bar if anything. It was about as big as school gymnasium but very dimly lit and most of the floor was made from fine dark brown wood. The walls lined with various posters of bands like Rush, The Beatles and Rolling Stones. There was a one massive counter which somehow The Bartender managed by himself. At least 20 rounded tables’ wooden tables each with four chairs were lined in perfect distance from each other. The place always played good music. It switched from various music styles some from Classic rock to whatever Cthulhu and the other old ones rocked out to. The waitresses ranged from fifties a roller blade blonde to amazons but that was only the surface of this place. The Bar itself seemed almost omnipresent. There was one in every world that led to this room right here. But Dexter always had the feeling this bar was a lot bigger then it looked. But he had a feeling trying to figure out something like that would drive him mad.