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Leaky Tiki; Luxury Tiki Bar
Topic Started: Feb 15 2018, 02:34 PM (63 Views)
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The Leaky Tiki Speakeasy



When you chance upon the Leaky Tiki, what catches the most eyes is the amazing spectacle of light that is the Leaky Tiki’s neon sign: a dancing hula girl, blinking in and out from one shake to another. A rarity of the wasteland this little light can be seen from the Bazaar and attracts as many patrons as it does bugs.

The Leaky Tiki itself is a long, rambling building, fitted with driftwood panelling and cruise boat windows. A rainbow array of awnings hang around the building over a wide patio filled with wicker tables and chairs. The long rectangular hall has several entrances and exits for the discretion of it's more socially mobile clientele, so the blue-collar’s and the dregs - you - are funneled through the front doors. Bouncers maintain the order and screen the guests as they flank the massive sliding doors, which reveal a beaded veil and enter a new, fantastical world.

The entire building spanning dozens of feet long and a dozen feet wide, is almost in it's entirety an open space. Steel, Plastic, Wood. Furniture with materials and designs from far flung corners of the world fill the bar from one end to the other. Easter Island Heads made from galvanized tire-rubber sprout haphazardly around the bar. From the exposed wooden trusses hang artifacts from ancient and exotic places of the known world: a black steel sign speaking “1-9 Wall Street”; a row of gold-laced Piteado crowns; dozens of jars filled with fool’s gold from Nevada; a didgeridoo from the land of the Southern Wind, and countless others.

What strikes the eye as well are the pin-ups of a dozen, buxom bombshells framed on all of the walls. Girls of all nations and stripes, all models for the “Atomic Bombshell Print” brand of poster. These are mementos of the storied owner and bartender of the Leaky Tiki, Tuck Kaio. A motherly african woman, whose beauty still ages like wine. A business woman of incredible work, her investments cover the extensive production of alcohol and it's distribution. She is notable for being some of the lucky few who was able to buy their way into Crescent Top’s citizenship and upper-class, having a natural bias and like for the barbarians outside of the island, for she was born a hunter’s daughter in Copperton.

Attractions inside of the bar include a child, dressed in silk and cotton like that of an ancient Sultan arabesque in style, with a crude sign before him: Rosham the Wise. 1 Cig, Please. Another is a New York Taxi-cub, gutted of it's engine and bare of it's wheel, where a ghoul sits and is paid to yell at his passengers. Lastly, there is the most interesting sight in the Leaky Tiki:

THE KEEL.

What is the Keel? A barnacle-crusted, rust-covered keel of a patrol boat, dragged up from Davy Jones Locker. It's said that in times of great woe and sorrow, people of great renown and endurance and livers of Steel seek the Keel. They beseech Tuck and she grants their request: to be lashed to the Keel so tight they cannot move and to be given a keg of the strongest beer in Nawlins. Their mouth is fixed to a funnel, the funnel to a hose to the keg. Then. They drink or drown.

Mostly though, participants to the Keelhaul Challenge quickly spit the funnel and hose out and wash out much like a beached walrus corpse, bloated and smelling and none to pleased with itself. But it is said that anyone who is able to complete the challenge will get a special reward.

Services and Goods
 

Wisdom from Rosham - For advice and prophecy, place one cigarette into the hand of Rosham and receive guidance from the almighty.
Opinions from Merle the Taxicab Driver - One trade slip for fifteen minutes of being called stupid and ugly.
The Keelhaul Challenge - (Consult Hunter Tuck and sign waiver.)
”Atomic Bombshell” Pin-up - A pack of cigs.
An artifact - (To buy a rarity that might lead to a quest, consult Hunter Tuck.)
Tourist Goods - Anything from a novelty grass skirt to a “I got robbed in Crescent Top but still got a T-Shirt” T-shirt. One cig.


Food and Drinks
 

((Items listed aren't limited to, ask Tuck to prepare special food.))

Drinks
Absinthe -
Aguamiel -
Ale -
Brandy -
Cider -
Cognac -
Gin -
Kasira -
Kilju -
Ugly Kumis -
Bumblefuck Mead -
Palm Wine -
Pulque -
Poitin -
Rum -
Sake -
Tequila -
Vodka -
Whiskey -
White Lightning -
Wine, Aged -
Winecooler -
Wine, Vintage -

Food
Ant Meat -
Barrel Cactus Fruit -
Banana Yucca Fruit -
Bighorner Leg -
Brahmin Steak -
Bread -
Bloatfly Slider -
Blood Sausage -
Bumblefuck Comb -
Cave fungus -
Coyote Steak -
Deep Fried Clucker Wings -
Dog Steak -
Fresh Apple -
Fresh Carrot -
Fresh Potato -
Gecko Kebab -
Giant rat meat -
InstaMash -
Junkfood -
Maize -
Mutfruit -
Radroach Meat -
Pronghorn Meat -



Specials

The Ziggy Union Breakfast - An Egg cracked into a pint of dark beer.
Pink, Fat Mast - A Liverwurst sausage and two hard boiled eggs served with a pint of Läger.
She's My Witch - Fried Grator legs served on a bed of fries and chicarrone. Served with two shots of Veracruz Tequila.
Voodoo Daddy - Jerk Clucker served with rice pilaf and a bottle of rum.
Santy Anno - Carne Brahsada stew served with a helping of fried vegetables. Served with Amarillo Cola.
Latin Kick Joe - Deep Fried Baby Lurks covered in hot sauce and served with potato chips. Served with bones still in the Lurks.
Papal Bull - A bottle of vintage wine and a plate of eggplants stuffed with cheese and sweetmeats and a salmon fillet with fried peppers and onions.
Copperton Game Pie - A layered game pie of venison, boar, horse, dog and all other mammalian menaces, choke full of berries and mushrooms and wheat extract too. Served with some Potato Vodka.
Bean Casserole - A recipe imported from Stan’s Bull, this Casserole has a whopping three kinds of beans: fried beans, refried beans, and whole beans. Golly Gee. Served with Cervezas.
Boeuf Bourguignon - A recipe imported from C’est, this is a sauteed and baked beef shank that's been tenderly marinated in fine wine. Served with fine wine.

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Weapons: Type 57 Machinepistol, Stun Grenades
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Weapons: Homemade Shotgun, Cultist Knife (Tier 1)
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The redhead held his head, which was currently flaring up, due to the alcohol ingestion that had occurred during Mardi Gras. He wasn't used to drinking alcohol, and as a result, he was now experiencing a hangover. Fortunately, he still remembered the night before with some clarity, and he knew that the book he now held could be a potential danger to himself and others.

He decided to clear his mind for now, and head towards the Leaky Tiki Bar, the neon sign having caught his attention the night before. His squinted eyes gazed over at the guard that stood in front of an entrance, showing him his hero's medal, and a thin smile, which allowed him to head through.

Rubbing his eyes once inside, he gazed forth at the beautiful interior, which made him breathless for a moment. He was impressed at the many curious objects and beautiful furniture that dotted the interior, that drew a smile to his face. He inspected closely the Easter Island heads, expecting one or two to come alive and begin speaking to him, before moving on to the next object.

This went on for a while, his hunger and thirst being forgotten for a moment until he came upon a gorgeous pin-up poster in one of the walls, of a buxom woman winking at him. He stared at it for a moment, before moving on, and finding another.

He blinked, as he thought that perhaps, he could be able to buy a couple of them to decorate the new farm estate he had been given. Plus, he thought that perhaps, he might be able to buy a small Easter Head or another similar item to place around his home.

Edgar began to look for someone who could sell him the items until he finally saw a confident woman, that seemed of African descent, behind the bar, apparently checking on something. Figuring out she was the one he could ask too, he walked up to her, giving her a respectful bow once he was in front of her.

"H-Hello, m-madame. I-I'm Edgar A-Algae, I was wondering... if I-I could buy one of the pin-ups framed in the walls... o-or a similar one, a-and perhaps an item of your collection."

Retrieving a Gator slip, he placed it softly on the table in front of him.

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Gator Trade Slip: Paper currency? Is this some kind of joke? This trade slip is verified with two Grator stamps on the front, and like every other one in the city, is backed by a carton of cigarettes somewhere. This design uses an old world five dollar bill, with a large crocodile drawn in ink on the back. On the front, Abraham Lincoln’s head has been scribbled on hastily.


"W-Would a Gator slip be enough, m-madame?" He offered a kind smile, with his Hero Medal shining on the center of his chest.
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Edgar is a tall, attractive man, with red bright hair, green eyes, and tan skin, due to his Hispanic heritage. He currently wears a yellow t-shirt, with cargo shorts, a Leather Jacket (Tier 2, Good CON, plus on intimidation checks). Attached to his left wrist, he possesses an Automedical Assistant. On his back, he carries an XL Rucksack, that contains several items of his', like a Medical armored Suitcase, filled with all sorts of medical equipment. His weapon of choice is the Study Group Special, a modified mini-zapper.

He is Good Natured, Spongey, and has Sex Appeal (For the girls)


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She sized up the nervous looking newcomer with with narrow eyes and a thin smile. It wasn't often she had a customer that was afraid to ask for pinups, when they sold much more embarrassing things to those who asked.

"Sugar you can't have anything on the walls," the woman answered. "We have a big backstock though. We have a selection of models from many different backgrounds and locations."

"For that price you can have one of our three best sellers," she continued. "Or a really nice one plus a knick knack of your choosing. The best sellers are Linda Lovelace, August Ames, and Betty Brown. I'll throw in a free drink for a fresh and friendly face like yours."

She enjoyed watching the redhead stammer and blush for whatever reason.
Gilbert Rose Level 5
S.P.E.C.I.A.L: 3 5 3 8 6 9 6
Weapons: Type 57 Machinepistol, Stun Grenades
Short, thick brown hair and beard, lanky and surefooted.

"Doctor" Jasper Cobb Level 1 -HC-
S.P.E.C.I.A.L: 4 6 6 3 10 6 5
Weapons: Scalpel
Short, with round features, looks unsettling to most.

Sebastian Coates Level 1 -HC-
S.P.E.C.I.A.L: 7 3 6 6 4 7 7
Weapons: Homemade Shotgun, Cultist Knife (Tier 1)
Average height, bulky for a ghoul.

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"O-Oh! I... I um..." He scratched his head, with some embarrassment, as he was told that the pin-ups on the walls weren't on sale, however, he immediately perked right up as the woman mentioned that she could sell the backstock, offering the redhead either three of the best sellers, or a nice pin-up with a curios of his choosing.

While the offered knick-knack was certainly appealing, the redhead's eyes appeared to shine a little at the mention of the Betty Brown pin-up. He had been a fan of the beautiful woman ever since he had heard of her and seen a pin-up of the model at Bucketown, and had developed a crush towards her.

Blushing somewhat, he took a deep breath, before exhaling once more, as if he had to get himself ready for something very important, yet difficult for him to speak about. "Uhm... I'll take t-the B-Betty Pin-Up, p-please madame." He spoke, adding the following shortly after. "I-I... uhm... I've been a-an a-admirer of h-hers ever since I... kinda saw her.... heh..."

"And I'll t-take your offer f-for the drink. I r-really appreciate it... I-I must say, I-I've really liked the place. I'll surely come b-back here when I return to Nawlins." The doctor smiled at the woman, sheepishly.
Edgar Algae -HC-

SPECIAL: 3-5-7-8-6-7-4

Level: 4

Edgar is a tall, attractive man, with red bright hair, green eyes, and tan skin, due to his Hispanic heritage. He currently wears a yellow t-shirt, with cargo shorts, a Leather Jacket (Tier 2, Good CON, plus on intimidation checks). Attached to his left wrist, he possesses an Automedical Assistant. On his back, he carries an XL Rucksack, that contains several items of his', like a Medical armored Suitcase, filled with all sorts of medical equipment. His weapon of choice is the Study Group Special, a modified mini-zapper.

He is Good Natured, Spongey, and has Sex Appeal (For the girls)


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