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Decades of hard use have left their mark on the Styx and Stones pool hall. Regulars come to rack up around a legion of battered pool and billiards tables. Heavy bolts lock the scratched wooden tables to the poured cement floor, and cheap metal racks are hammered into the sheetrock as a precaution. Cigarette smoke has yellowed the ceiling and leaves an oily residue on all the fixtures, despite there being plenty of ash trays available. Peeling posters advertising cheap Mexican and Ukrainian beers faded out long ago, their logos an arcane assortment that defies easy recognition.
=Update: 5/3/19=
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* <b>New Meat: </b> Last night <b>[[Dawson]]</b> hired a new piece of meat for the bar. She's a shy girl named <b>[[Wendy]]</b>. Who knows if she'll make it through the first night or her <b>Meat Week</b>
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Clusters of new metal bar stools belly up to high-top tables from the Soviet era. Thick shellac protects the washed-out photographs, ticket stubs, and other memorabilia from 70s and 80s-era Eastern European rallies and concerts. Generally they still serve the same vile drinks by the can or the bottle, nothing more than two bucks, and no tabs tolerated. Low rock music plays from blown-out speakers on a continuous track regardless of day or not, melting into the droning hum of overhead fans cursed to stir up the greyish-blue miasma of cigarette smoke filling the air.
 
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* <b>Famous Visitor: </b> Yup, you heard it right, Raise (Fame 4) stopped by the bar. You don't know who Raise is? What - you been living under a rock? Raise "The Devil" Devlin is a known name to anyone who follows the UFC. He went undefeated and held the title for a while a few years back. He is still seen pretty often in TV commercials. Yeah, -THAT- Raise. All 7+ feet and 300+ pounds of muscle. The bikers in the back (tm) nearly crapped themselves when he walked in.
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* <b>Bathrooms Fixed: </b> Thanks to a plumbing problem, leaky toils and more than a few angry looks from Denise - Dawson had the bathrooms renovated and they're finally back up and working (as places). So ya can stop using the alley like a bunch of heathens.
 
 
 
=Update: 4/30/19=
 
* <b>New Art: </b> A half-bodied, wall-mounted statue (like the figurehead of a ship) has been installed in the bar. the skeletal figure is covered in robes and holding a bell in one hand. The wall figure is mounted behind the bar (above the mirror)
 
* <b>Midnight Bell: </b>  Charon's Bell is rung at Midnight by the bar staff as a signal to those gathered - since there's not a single clock in the place. It's sort of a warning to those gathered that the night is progressing.  
 
* <b>Charon's Court: </b> (Potentially a weekly event) whereby Charon (someone in the bar) will sit up in his chair and people can ask for favors, help, assistance "from beyond". This is all about exchanging one thing for another. Maybe you need money for rent, a different car, a job, an ex-boyfriend/girlfriend dealt with, etc. Nearly anything can be asked for - it all depends on what you're willing to pay the Ferryman.
 
*<b> Wake for the Dead: </b> (upcoming event). It's the final stage of initiation into the Harbingers. It's an open event where by people can roast/toast the person as they rest in a raised coffin before they're "resurrected" by an "angel of death" (read as: stripper).
 
 
 
=Update: 4/26/19=
 
* <b>Meat Week: </b>Styx and Stones is looking for Fresh Meat; that is to say that they're looking for people who want to work the floor as a waitress and/or bartender. All new employees are put through a week long audition during which they're considered as 'fresh meat' because of the nature of the people who tend to frequent the bar. Bikers, Drug dealers, Gangsters, etc. If you can survive your first week you're hired. This is a cash-for-service gig. You get paid nightly during your "Meat Week" (resources 1 level). Interested people should contact the owner, [[Dawson]].
 
 
 
=Update: 4/25/19=
 
* <b>A Very Bad Idea:  </b> Dawson had an idea to help improve business and relations with the local gangs. He thought that he'd have a wet t-shirt contest but rather than making it an /actual/ contest, he'd just hire some local talent from Miss Eva to put on a good show for the guys. The women get paid, the guys get a good show - what's the worst that could happen? <b>[[2019.04.25:_A_Very_Bad_Idea|Log Here]]</b>
 
 
 
=Update: 4/24/19=
 
* <b>New Merch:  </b> For reasons defying explanation, Dawson has got t-shirts made for the pool hall. When asked, he said he's got a plan. Not sure what's up with that.
 
 
 
=Update: 4/22/19=
 
* <b>Lack of Fresh Meat:  </b>[[Devon]] went and got herself hired by [[Dawson]] and "Turbo" was fired from the floor. So they're now looking for more Fresh Meat to see if they'll work out.
 
 
 
=Update: 4/20/19=
 
* <b>Auditions: </b> It looks like this week's Fresh Meat is working out, but more importantly the other audition - the one out in the alley - has gotten people's attention. One guy, [[Ken]], apparently took on a dozen bikers from two different clubs. He challenged the whole pool hall saying that he could beat the baddest MF in the room. The bikers thought they'd oblige. He trashed three of them and =scared= off the rest. Yeah, def. got the owner's attention. <b>[[2019.04.20:_Auditions,_Part_2|LOG HERE]]</b>
 
 
 
=Update: 4/19/19=
 
* <b>Fresh Meat: </b> Dawson pulled in a few pieces of Fresh Meat for the weekend. One's a guy named Josh but he likes people to call him 'Turbo' (NPC) and the other is a blonde named <b>[[Devon]]</b>. Josh, since no one's calling him by that other name, is helping to keep the bar stocked while Devon is waiting tables. Who's to say which one will last.
 
 
 
=Update: 4/18/19=
 
* <b>Open for Business: </b> All of the renovations have been completed and the blue tarps have been taken down. The front end of the bar / hall haven't been touched much but the back end has had some work done.
 
* <b>New Hours: </b> Now that the construction is done, the hours of the pool hall / bar have been adjusted so that the place is usually only open for business in the evening. Crews report in the morning to clean up from the night before and prepare for the following night.
 
**<i><b>Nightzone</b></i>: The bar is now a nightzone with the occasional rp during daylight hours.
 
 
 
=Update: 4/17/19=
 
* <b>Almost Done</b>: The construction and renovation to the back of the place is almost done. The blue tarps still hang to keep the dust and things to a minimum. The old plywood bar has been replaced by something made of riveted steel and the old bar stools replaced by metal versions to keep them from falling apart after every Friday night fight. Repairs continue and should be done soon.
 
 
 
=Update: 4/15/19=
 
* <b>Biker Bar</b>: The place may have had its fair share of bikes parked out in front back in the day but there seems to be a consistent presence of them now. Even though the place is still being renovated, the half-dozen or so bikes switch out throughout the day suggesting that the place has become a lot more biker-friendly.
 
 
 
*<b>Have you tried the food?</b>: One of the weirdest things to come out of the new owner's control has been the quality of the food served there. Previously you'd have to be stupid to try eating anything that could be served out of that place but with the new guy, a big boy named Tommy, in the kitchen the stuff is alright. It's simple: burgers, fries and your typical bar food but the man loves his food and people love his cooking. This ain't no Applebee's but Bikers gotta eat too, right?
 
 
 
*<b>Locked Up Tight-ish</b>: Because of the recent renovations, the place is only open - hell, the doors are only unlocked when the owner is there with the work crew. If you're wanting to check the place out before it gets finished you'll have to try and find him around.
 
 
 
=Update: 4/13/19=
 
* <b>Under New Management</b>: The Pool Hall has been recently purchased by someone and they're doing renovations. He's not from the area and is rumored to have come in from Vegas.
 
 
 
* <b>Under Construction</b>: Word has it that he's slapping new paint over old walls, improving the back so that they can serve some simple bar food and trying to make the place slightly better than its reputation.  
 
 
 
* <b>SSDD</b>: The place has always been a spot for criminals to gather and do business and there's no threat of that changing. The owner just seemed to want to change the look of the place if only so that it was cleaned at least once this year.
 
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Latest revision as of 15:03, 15 April 2023

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Decades of hard use have left their mark on the Styx and Stones pool hall. Regulars come to rack up around a legion of battered pool and billiards tables. Heavy bolts lock the scratched wooden tables to the poured cement floor, and cheap metal racks are hammered into the sheetrock as a precaution. Cigarette smoke has yellowed the ceiling and leaves an oily residue on all the fixtures, despite there being plenty of ash trays available. Peeling posters advertising cheap Mexican and Ukrainian beers faded out long ago, their logos an arcane assortment that defies easy recognition.

Clusters of new metal bar stools belly up to high-top tables from the Soviet era. Thick shellac protects the washed-out photographs, ticket stubs, and other memorabilia from 70s and 80s-era Eastern European rallies and concerts. Generally they still serve the same vile drinks by the can or the bottle, nothing more than two bucks, and no tabs tolerated. Low rock music plays from blown-out speakers on a continuous track regardless of day or not, melting into the droning hum of overhead fans cursed to stir up the greyish-blue miasma of cigarette smoke filling the air.

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