A well-worn, unglamorous bar, often serving a cheap, simple selection of drinks to a regular clientele. The term can describe anything from a comfortable-but-basic neighborhood pub to the nastiest swill-slinging hole.
"Man, that place is such a dive bar... Don't go in unless you plan to burn your clothes afterwards."
life sucks, off to the DIVE BAR
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01) BARFLY Is that your fourth or fifth drink? Nice. 02) BOOTH In your own mind, you probably think you're pulling an Aragorn. 03) TOILETS Place stinks of piss but it's the most private room around. 04) BACKYARD Where the smokers usually huddle together. The proverbial kitchen of the party. 05) STREET The lamplight is broken and it's fucking freezing. And 3AM. Why aren't you inside?
Ziggy had done a show earlier in the evening but the drinking had started at day break. Once the show was done he had drinks bought for him in continuous succession. There were uppers and cocaine, so much cocaine. Then they had wandered off to a seedier bar and then an absolute dive. It was nearly midnight and the half alien had drank enough to kill an elephant.
He'd taken his shirt off and they were doing body shots when he saw a face he knew. He stared for a long time before stumbling over. High heeled boots and this much to drink were not compatible. Even Ziggy Stardust had limits. He grabbed on to his shoulder to steady himself.
"Come drink with us." He's tugging at his shoulder to get up and join them.
[Well this isn't weird or awkward at all. Oliver had followed a lead all the way to Gotham and was currently shadowing his target when he caught sight of a damn familiar face, no matter how well Bruce might be working at hiding his identity.
They've seen each other, no pretending otherwise so Oliver strolls up to the bar to order another vodka, resting his elbows on the table before glancing in Bruce's direction.] There's a 'two guys walk into a bar' joke here somewhere.
( The heat was unbearable, and they both smelled worse than their horses. Both Joel and Claire pulled the short straws on this year's summer trade. They brought down supplies, vegetation, jars stuff of preservatives, soap made from animal fat, and other crafts like ropes, blankets, and so forth. In turn, they would haul back up to Jackson the goods the valley town provided them. It was a big fucking deal, and they couldn't just send anyone. The roads were tough, and they had to keep an eye out for raiders on top of infected. However, they hadn't had a problem with those groups for a while. Thankfully, they hit the valley without any trouble. It was a four-day journey. The only benefit from coming down during the summer was that they didn't have to deal with snow.
They arrived just before sundown and were offered the usual room and board at the tavern. Claire immediately went for a bath and would meet Joel down at the bar for a late-night of drinking. The best part of the trade? The wheat beer the valley town made in abundance. Everyone that did the route looked forward to the all you can drink experience.
Claire settles at the bar, her hair still wet, and in a fresh pair of clothes. She got a red flannel shirt that she tied up like a bathing suit top and a pair of short shorts and a thick belt to hold them up. It was too damn hot to wear anything more. Besides, this wouldn't be her first attempt at trying for the older man's attention. )
( ota. he probably owns this shitty pub and thinks it has character. default is 1919-1930, but i can do modern au, assumed cr, crosscanon/medium. as needs must. )
[ he's that guy at the bar who just seems like maybe he's had one too many until you find out later he's been ~dead for fiiiifty yeeeeeeears~. open to various eras, locations, etc. ]
(Hey, so I've seen the concept of your character and I'm kinda in love with it, so I'm offering you this girl here who can remember her past lives, aaand also, since one of them is during the 1920s portraitoftheartist, I offer her too if you would prefer to try something with Jasper still alive)
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