Save Atlantis RPG

If you're singing about Tequila then you should be drinking Tequila.

I am Lexi Branson, Bartender at the amazing Lightning Brew and am happy to teach any and all my famed Tequila Rain Dance!

Come on down Atlantis!

I guess sunglasses are in today because I didn't want to (see: couldn't) take mine off. All day.

Sorry for any spilled drinks. Not sorry for any overpours.

You know. It was only one bloody strange coin on the bloody floor of an overcrowded space ship. I thought it might be a relic from Asgard. I thought I'd be nice and hold it up and ask who'd lost it.

Serves me right for being sentimental.

Hello I suppose. I'm Valkyrie. Point me to your best watering hole.

Sooo since there are eleventy billion newbies I thought I should just do a widespread hi.

I'm Lexi and I'm one of your bartenders at Lightning Brew. Which is only the best place in town for cocktails (and mocktails).

And cause you're new in the weird world of Atlantis you get one free.

And the trick is, you come chat to me, let me do the wise ol' bartender routine and then I make you what I think you'll like. If I'm wrong you get a drink of your choice on me but I am very rarely wrong.

So come on down!

Oh, I almost forgot that it was Eurovision tonight. Anyone fancy coming over and watching it with us? It's terribly cheesy. But, fun to make games out of.

So I attempted to build an automated diaper changing machine with some spare parts laying around the labs. At least I hope those were spare parts.

It uhm...

( It didn't work out well... )

I've taken the penguins up on the suits offer.

I'll keep you all informed of the outcome!

I AM NOT AMUSE

AMUSED

DAMNIT.

I still have 5 more of these things to get through. Why do they keep getting longer?!

AND HOW DARE THEY MAKE ME LOOK AN OLD MAN WITH A RECEDING HAIRLINE. EXCUSE YOU MSSR COLUMBUS.

Gonna be hungover for my first day of training. Too bad. Don't care. Need more firewhisky.





Harry was right about those Weasley kids though.

If I can figure out how to work the VCR, I can damn well figure out how to work this thing. Oh, shit. I probably shouldn't be swearing on this thing. Eh, my son is apparently an adult now, and Lily's not here to scold me, so screw it.

Is it just me, or is this place a bit of a mindfuck? I mean, I met a very handsome bloke who just so happens to look a lot like me, and it turns out we're not even remotely related. Cool guy, though. Hope the rest of you lot live up to his first impression.

I'm James. Potter, that is. The holocam-- that's not right, is it?-- the little sprite told me I could find my son on this thing, but I haven't quite figured it out yet. So does anyone know where I can find Harry?

I’m honestly not sure if that was fucking awesome or just really weird. Atlantis knows how to keep things interesting, I guess.

Melinda May

scale of one to ten, how much am I going to scar my one year old if I actually repeat that shit to him?

[ooc: May and Rose were literally stuck in “Go the Fuck to Sleep.” You’re welcome.]

So yeah I'm Clarice and I'm bummed out that I missed Pi Pie Day. Sup. Let's fight a waaar I gueeeesss wooo

I guess things really never do work out.

DAMON

I'm buying the store out of bourbon.

Sometimes I really fucking hate this place.

POPCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRNNNNNNN

Sorry, It's a crappy time. And I'm always here to lend an ear.

When I emerge from popcorn pool anyway?

Is this thing on?

Umm. Hi. I'm Tom. Errrr, I dunno what else to say really.

Cept maybe. Why did people decide to stay?

Okay... So, this is neat. I'm not entirely convinced that I haven't had a psychotic break but whatever, I'm going with it.

Hi. I'm Darcy and I have a super important question that needs to be answered immediately: Where can a girl get a margarita? Because if there is any day that I deserve one, it is today.

Those memory updates pack a mother of a wallop, don't they? Son of a bitch.

DCTV World + Friends*.

All these new memories has me thinking. What the hell am I doing hiding behind a bar while most of you go off to fight? Don't get me wrong, it's kind of a sweet gig, but I've been [...] restless ever since the mission back to my own world. I feel like I need to do more. Even if I don't sign onto a team full time, I feel like I should be going on more missions, doing more than just serving drinks to the masses.

*if you've talked to her/think they should be friends, feel free to assume

ETA: Filter to Becker

Hey, what are the chances you can use me on a mission in the near future?

[probably spoilers for the Earth X Crossover/Discussion of Nazis in the comments.]

..the caviar, the stroganoff the samovar the feathered hat the...

No. Wait.

Ugh.

Haven't dreamed of Russia in over a century. Then a gunshot... I guess a truck backfired

Dream truck.


Sorry Luke

I AM THE SKELETON QUEEEEENNNN

BOW BEFORE MY MAJESTY!

But seriously, good race all of you! That was wayyy to much fun. I might even be persuaded to do the hockey thing.

Maybe.