The Blank Shot Saloon

The Blank Shot Saloon was a vast and perpetual place where anything is possible. Reality is a very fragile thing here, whatever one desires can be acquired in this place. It has an old west style double door entrance, and even a bartender with a funny handle bar mustache!

*Shou kicked through the traditional old west double doors, and roared triumphantly, his own voice echoed back to him, and the bartender simply stared, looking a little agitated. Shou walked past the small arsenal of tables and to the bar, instead of simply asking for a drink, he hopped behind the bar and began rummaging through the bottles, the bartender didn't seem to mind, he kept busy cleaning glasses and waiting for actual customers. After a few moments, and muttering to himself about his 'fix', he emerged with two bottles: one full of rum, the other of Jack Daniels. He slid back over the bar and sat on a spinning stool, unscrewing his bottle of rum. Shou guzzled the bottle quickly, he had finished half of it in a matter of seconds. He sighed satisfied, as electric sparks echoed from the depths of his throat. He kept drinking his rum, waiting for somebody else to join him.*

Shou, could you please post your agreement to the rules before you post anything else?

Elisabetta Domenici made her way into the room and wrinkled her nose at her surroundings.

"Blasted Muggle decor...so incredibly ugly."

She pulled out her wand and waved it around until the room looked more like a futuristic nightclub, complete with a huge bar and equally large dance floor.

"That's much better."

*Shou marveled at the Saloon's metamorphisis, as the beat from the DJ's booth pulsated and echoed throughout. The foreign atmosphere and wide array of colors were a much needed change of scenery.* Not really my kinda scene....But I like it. *His red eyes gleamed playfully within the Saloon's new lighting and atmosphere. He spun on his stool to face Elisabetta.* So, you were the one who did this? Nice work.

Betta sized him up quickly before speaking, her blue eyes glittering.

"Thank you."

*holds out her hand*

"I'm Elisabetta, but everyone just calls me Betta."

*Shou took her hand politely, and introduced himself.* Nice to meet you, Betta. I'm Shoujax, but you can call me whatever you'd like. *He tried guiding her to the bar stool next to him.* Is the architecture usually like this where you're from, or is this pure Betta?

*walks in and sits down*

A large gust of wind blew through the doors makeing them open.a man slowly made his way into the bar as his boot clicked against the floor.his long white hair flowing behind him and his deep blue eyes stareing forward.he wore a long red leather jacket with nothing but his bare chest beneath it.his hands were on two rather large guns at his side that layed against black jeans.he took a seat at the bar and grabed a bottle from behind it.

Hello