The internet is a storm of URLs, wi-fi and strings of dangerous code, whirling and thundering. Out in the wilderness you can only survive so long unaided, but in here, behind the mellow yellow windows, a safe and comforting place awaits. This place is a respite from the internet; the fire crackles invitingly and alluring rainbow-coloured drinks are poured into glasses. Exciting chatter fills the rooms from tables bustling with friends, eating from trays of warm, rustic carum bread and hearty stews. Gentle music comes from the band in the background.
[image description: a busy tavern lit by orange light]
Come in, chat away, have a great time! The old location may have been overrun by the Codekind, but this new building has three-meter thick walls, three floors and turret bedrooms to rest in at the top! We’ve returned, free from the battles of the secret pages! A safe micro-community of equality and no judgement. Hang up your HTML-reflective suit at the door and settle in with a drink and a meal.
Notice Board: Free candy in the bowl on the counter! What types of candy are there? Yes.
Loonsong peeks her head around the corner of the new page. she takes a deep breath
“Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you!!!!!!!”
She proceeds to cackle evilly before summoning Bork. (Shoutout to yall who remember him)
Sparkpaw summons a new set of speakers and a microphone. “I will tell my story again. Once upon a time, there was a Nutella jar. Everyone thought it was poisonous though it wasn’t. So it said “never gonna give you up”. Everyone was so surprised they ate it. MWAHAHAHAHA”
Plot twist. the peanut butter WAS poisoned
:O
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AAAAAA ITS- ITS BORK AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Leafpaw craves a hole on the non-existing roof and jumps in. She looks around, surprised by how peaceful it is. She summons a floating jar of cookies. “Fight for the cookies!”
Magnoliapaw teleports into the Hazelpage. “Long time no see!” they scream, noticing the jar of cookies. They snatch them from the air and feed the cookies to her 3 llamas (Bubblegum, Spork, and Scott). Scott is noticeably irritated about the cookies, so he runs directly into the wall and cause 3,000 carrots to fly through the room.
“MINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” Primrosepaw screeches before burning up the cookies
Cypressheart bolts into the room, holding two caramel expressos in both hands and screaming at the top of her lungs. “CAFFEINE” she bellows, using a fellow cat to pole vault across the room.
“CAFFINE” Cheetahheart bellows, catching the cat and hurling it back at Cypressheart
Cypressheart narrowly avoids the cat being thrown across the room, and leaps over toward the painting on the other side of the room. “CAFFEINE!” She screeches yet again, leaving deep claw marks in Mona Lisa’s face.
Cheetahheart uses her uncanny speed to zoom across the tavern, knocking over every cup she can.
“CAFFEINE” She bellows, and jumps onto the chandeleer
“And thats why I don’t drink coffee.” Lilacpaw would calmly say.
Cheetahheart comes and sits beside Lila while holding a coke and coffee “You should try a coke!” She said, slightly warbled from being coffee-crazy
“nah I don’t like coke either.” Lilacpaw would again calmy say while drinking a smoothie
“WWWWWWWWWWWWWWoOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CAFFIEN!!!”
Flakepaw morphs back into flakepaw. He grabbs his Lightsaber and ran to Cy. “NO COFFEE ALLOWED! COFFE IS BEAN JUICE! IT TASTES BAD AND SMELLS BAD NO COFFEE! EXPRESSOS OUT! Heres a caramel Frappachino for your troubles.” He said
Cheetahheart conjures a Triple-Shot expresso and starts belting out a song
“TODAY IS THE DAY
THAT IT ALL TURNS AROUND
IM UP IN THE CLOUDS
PAWS AINT TOUCHING THE GROUND”
She burps loudly, downs another cup of expresso, and grabs a large foam baseball bat and starts bopping cats on the head
Creations grabs the hot chocolate mix and creamer, as well as Irish Cream Flavoured Coffee Beans.
“Don’t worry!” he screeches from the coffeemaker. “HOMEMADE MOCHAS!”
“wait- no coffee?” Primrosepaw mews sadly
“YES COFFEE!” Cy screams and conjures a large chicken sword out of her nonexistent back pocket, battling the lightsaber
Suddenly, Cedarpaw jumps into the room. ” What have I missed!?” she exclaims breathlessly, looking around at a bunch of slightly crazy cats with caffeine in their paws.
“No idea, I was asleep” Hazel says
“I’ve come to spread the words of the wise Bingus!” Harpy Wynn shouts. “All hail the mighty lord!”
“I have absolutely no idea what’s going on,” Sparkpaw watches the cats pounce on each other for cookies and for “grey”, “gray” or “graey” while sitting on the rafters. “But I’m pretty sure I’m supposed to be running around there destroying Christmas trees, even though I’m not.”
Hazel leaves the chaos for a bit and sits down beside Sparkpaw.
“What is better in your opinion, pancakes or waffles?” She asks.
“Neither, unless they’re in an entire lake of maple syrup and jam,” Sparkpaw shrugs. “I don’t like bread-y things.”
“AGGHH! I NEED SUGAR PACKETS! I BE RIGHT BACK!” Flakepaw zooms out of the hazelpage to Dunkin donuts and grabs multiple pawfuls of Sugar packets and puts them in bottomless tiny bag then heads to another dunkin donuts and does this to 44 and returns.
“WHO WANTS. . .” Checks bag’s sugar packet count rate, “SOME OF THE 444,444,444,444,444,444 PACKETS OF SUGAR!” I don’t know what number that is lol. Flakepaw starts pouring sugar packets into his mouth.(what a lovely comment. Ima eat sugar packets now)
“MMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” Primrosepaw screeches, while consuming 1,000,000 sugar packets at once
MEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SUUUUUUGGGGGARRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
yummy sugar >:D
foxi hasnt been here in a while
it might even have been over a year
so foxi brought some burritos (no they dont have metal in them what makes you think that)
Cheetahheart jumps onto the rafters to make a statement. “In roleplaying, you should never be an indestructible powerhouse, its mean. But on the tavern, WE ARE ALL FULLY POWERFUL MAISTROS”
She then proceeds to conjure up forty different brands of chocolate
“C H O CO L A T EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” Primrosepaw screeches
Shadepaw ascends into the sky and covers everything the eye can see in GREAY. Bow down to the almighty lord of GREAY.
Loonsong rides in on a flying possum and commits arson. While having an existential crisis after remembering that she says Gray not Grey. But the correct term is Greay.
*Lionpaw walks up to a bartender*
“Umm…hi, but do you have any C++ Cherryade?”
“No.” Sparkpaw says randomly from across the room because she does that a lot when people don’t think she’s listening. Even though she’s not a bartender.
“No, but we have greay cookies.” Silverkit says, pegging one to Lionpaw. “Want one?”