Young Writers Society

Clau pokes her head in through the door, and wonders what is going on...

"Never really seen a 'tavern' before that actually goes in RPG style writing...They're usually just chatty places."

Saint Razorblade saunters in and takes a seat next to Tassen.

"Told ya, mate. Now, let's see if everything you say is true about this place. Hey, barkeep, a Cherry Coke and a Sprite, if you please!"

Wiggy skips in singing. "It's rainin' men, alleluia, it's rainin'-"

She skids to a complete halt, her mouth gaping open.

"You...you...you started dancing-without ME?!?"

She goes out on the dance floor, tries to break dance and miserably falls on her head.

"I need some sugar!" she cries. "Wheeee! Hey Snoinkus, want some sugar?"

Amelia walks up to the door and opens it just a crack so she can see in. She slides through the door unnoticed and takes a seat at the counter, wondering about this new place. And ignores the barkeeper made of metal, looking like a robot, asking her strange questions.

"No more sugar for Wiggy," she whispers to Clau.

JC is intrigued, she walks in. Unfortunantly she doesn't know what to do, so she just stands off in a corner by herself...

Sumi walks over to JC and pulls out two tiny squirtguns. Squirts JC with minuscule jets of water- barely wets shirt.

"Well, have fun! Like I just did!"

Squirt guns explode and turn into teapots that fly off into the distance....

*picks up mug of rootbeer*

"I'd like to make a toast! A toast to the reopening of the Tavern!" he calls very loudly, so the whole room hears.

*huzzah*

St. Razorblade pours her Sprite into the glass of Cherry Coke and raises the glass to meet Tassen's.

"Aye, cheers, matey," she says before downing the whole glass in one go.

JC continues to stand in the dark, but gets so bored she starts knawing on her own fist and decides,"Hmm... I wonder how much of my hand I can fit into my mouth"
...

"Not much..."

And now she is too sad to join in the celebrations...She see's Claire approaching...she hides.

Claire is pulled into the tavern by an eager and overlybored JC. Standing in a corner with JC, Claire decides to put her OWN fist into her mouth.

She gets all of it in up to the wrist, and then freaks out. She can't get it out of her mouth.

JC decides to help Claire in her pitiful state. She grabs Claire's arm and starts to tug on it...then she has to stop because she is laughing too hard. =D

Tearful, Claire sits down and starts using one of Sumi's teacups to collect the drool dripping uncontrollably down her arm.

Claire looks up sadly at JC, silently begging for some more help.

Waffles strolls through the doors, casually glancing around. "Y'know, I never been in here before. Nice place."

He takes a seat at a nearby table, watching the bizarre events taking place.

JC runs up to Waffles, holding Claires arm which is still stuck in her mouth.

"HELP!" She said.