drown [fernando silph]

i used to dream in the dark of palisades park

close tab

played by

i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
awards
0 posts
Deleted DOLLARS
part of
TAG WITH @Deleted
Deleted
drown [fernando silph]
POSTED ON Mar 23, 2020 20:25:03 GMT
Deleted Avatar
[attr="class","vbord"]
[attr="class","vbox"]
[attr="class","vcover"]
[attr="class","vgroup"]
[attr="class","voguet"]
[attr="class","mainv"]VOGUE


[attr="class","vlyrics"]
You try everything
You can to escape
The pain of life
That you know

[attr="class","vcred"] - 295 words
chachacha




[attr="class","vpostb"]
[attr="class","vpostbg"]Mariko hated fighting with her mom. There was never any doubt that she and her mother loved one another dearly, but they both definitely had a tendency to push each other's buttons. Although, lately it felt as though they were clashing even more than usual. As Mariko finished off her first drink, she couldn't help but wonder if helping her mother was really worth all of the trouble. Of course, when she thought about it, it wasn't like she had any better options. It was either staying with her mother or living on the streets. Not only that, but Mariko knew what sort of things her mother would have to face without her protection and support, and she had a feeling the world was only going to get more expensive and unforgiving.

The bar was moderately full. It wasn't packed like it was known to be on the weekends but there was enough chatter for Mari to get lost in. She typically was all for jumping into a good conversation and making a few bar friends but at the moment she just wanted to be alone and think about what had just transpired (and hopefully get shit-faced enough to forget some of the uglier parts). One beer down and a second freshly served, Mariko gulped with all her might. The bartender standing in front of her seemed to pay the woman no mind, cleaning another round of dirty mugs from a previous gathering.

'She's cute.' Thought Mari. A gurgling laugh and an excited yell rang out from a group of drinkers near the door. 'She probably makes serious bank with chumps like this coming in all the time. I wonder if she's single...no, I probably should leave her alone. Maybe I should look into bartending...'

[attr="class","cred"]VEL OF PIXEL PERFECT

[newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:9px;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass]
[newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:9px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
[newclass=.vbord]width:400px;padding:20px;background-color:#232323;border:1px solid #232323;[/newclass]
[newclass=.vpostb]width:400px;padding:20px;background-color:#232323;border:1px solid #232323; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#eee;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass]
[newclass=.vpostb b]color: #eaeaea; transition: 0.8s ease; -moz-transition: 0.8s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.8s ease;[/newclass]
[newclass=.vpostb:hover b]color: #db7093;[/newclass]
[newclass=.vpostbg]padding:20px;background-color:#282828;[/newclass]
[newclass=.voguet]color: #eaeaea;width:400px;position: relative; z-index: 2;[/newclass]
[newclass=.mainv]font-family:Playfair Display;font-size:115px;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass]
[newclass=.vlyrics]font-family:verdana;color:#fcfcfc;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:9px;margin-top:100px;text-align:left;width:375px;line-height:12px;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass]
[newclass=.vcred]opacity:0.6;font-size:8px;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass]
[newclass=.vgroup]width:400px;padding:0px 0px 3px 3px;height:500px;[/newclass]
[newclass=.vbox]width:400px;height:200px;background:url('https://i.ibb.co/dW0Qg4K/Sailor-Mars-600-1878285-3.png');overflow:hidden;position: relative; [/newclass]
[newclass=.vcover]width:400px; height:200px;position: absolute; top: 0px;-webkit-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; -moz-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; o-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out;[/newclass]
[newclass=.vbox:hover .vcover]-webkit-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; -moz-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; o-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; top: -195px[/newclass]
[googlefont=Playfair Display]
close tab

played by

spiral

silph
SIR
twenty-nine
august 12th
saffron
oppressive
silph co. ceo
council member
POWER IS TAKEN, NEVER GIVEN—SO TAKE WHAT YOU ARE OWED
awards
8,735 posts
part of
TAG WITH @silph
FERNANDO SILPH
drown [fernando silph]
POSTED ON Jun 12, 2020 4:35:25 GMT
FERNANDO SILPH Avatar
[attr="class","spiral"]Fernando makes it a habit to avoid the more popular places. Today is an exception since everyone's too preoccupied with the upcoming Pokemon Contest in Littleroot. Most of them are at the more thematic bars, many of which are offering a local Contest night to draw patrons in while offering a small cash prize to those that win the crowd's favor. This makes Rascals the perfect place to snag a drink without stumbling over the rowdy bodies of a place well beyond capacity.

The only real open spot devoid of people happens to be at the bar. Like an implicit bias, Fernando finds himself gravitating toward Mariko by chance, taking a seat not too far from her. He raises a hand to get the barkeeps attention, patient, and make his order: shot of tequila wells along with a shot of vodka wells. His preference for wells comes with how speedy he expects service to be. The fast he can guzzle down his first shot the better even if it means an inferior brand.

Basic, common shots are easy to serve. Both bottles are behind the counter bar, slightly out of view, and the barkeep serves both shot glasses, one garnished with a salted rim and sitrus. Fernando knocks back the vodka immediately, followed by the tequila to chase it. He winces slightly, before taking a lick of the salt and biting into the sour spike.

There's a mild heat going down but the sitrus overrides the sensation the moment he bites. It doesn't stop his eyebrows from knotting but the sooner Fernando can kick back the better. He can let it sit like that for a bit, wait for his body to adjust before going for another. He pulls out his phone and looks toward the only other person keeping to themselves.

The first thing he notices is her choice in drink before watching her knock back her second. "Beers a weird one to kill. Weak tolerance or shots not your thing?"



[newclass=.spiral]text-align: justify;font-family:calibri;font-size:14px; margin: 0 auto; width: 300px;[/newclass]
[newclass=.spiral b]color: #90c1f9[/newclass]