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The Great International Leaders Lounge!

23-05-2004, 22:34 #InternationalLeadersLounge

Imaging a bar, friendly atmosphere, and an endless supply of alcohol, if you like that sort of thing. Just a quiet, restful place. Several small tables flanked with fine teak chairs are assembled in this bar, this INTERNATIONAL LEADERS' LOUNGE!

Discuss your problems with the bartender that has seen it all. Rebels troubling your fine nation? Here's the place to get advice from the greats. Food shortages making peasants irritable? Negotiate deals with other nations!

{Basically, use the IRC channel to do this. There should always be a bartender there (chanop). Or feel free to use this thread if you aren't into the whole "real-time" thang.}
24-05-2004, 01:15
Just in! We have just installed a Magic Auto Teller that keeps track of room statistics (Our very own Big Brother!) and soon, bar tabs.
The SLAGLands
24-05-2004, 05:29
Know Your Staff!
Name: Oswald "Oz" Vrooman
Nick: Oz
Position: Bartender, Shift Leader
Age: 21
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 245 lbs.
Birthplace: Nipantuck, Orglaia, The SLAGLands
Zodiac Sign: Capricorn
Chinese Zodiac Sign: Pig
Interests: Poetry (esp. William Carlos Williams, e.e. cummings, and former SLAGLandic Poet Extraordinaire Fasion O'Victim), Music (esp. Day Mascus, the Cowboy Junkies, and They Might Be Giants), Photography, the D20 roleplaying system, The Legend of Zelda series, loose change, Choco-Tacos, danishes, cooking in general and bartending specifically
Dislikes: Overplayed pop acts, hardcore liberals, hardcore conservatives, people who make fun of his fat neck
Quotable Quotation: "Better a smartass than a dumbass."
24-05-2004, 05:46
Know Your Bar Owner!
Name: Gherrit "I used to be the freaking king of Imnsvale" Strauss
Nick: Imnsvale
Position: Bar Owner, Cellar Master
Age: 57.7
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Birthplace: Small Hamlet, Everard Island, Imnsvale
Zodiac Sign: Libra
Chinese Zodiac Sign: Rabbit
Interests: Oenology, obsessively reorganizing the cellar, attempting to map the cellar so others might actually be able to find things, repeatedly withdrawing from and making deposits to the Magic Auto Teller, money in general, fine dining.
Dislikes: People who notice his subterfuge; people who insult his establishment, his beverages, or his family.
Quotable Quotation: "Fear is the enemy of thought."
24-05-2004, 06:54
Pity how there's no RP'ed leaders' lounge.
24-05-2004, 06:55
Er, that's what this thread and the IRC Channel are for...
The SLAGLands
24-05-2004, 21:01
Pity how there's no RP'ed leaders' lounge.

(OOC: Yeah, there is... didn't you read this thread?)
25-05-2004, 06:18
[OOC: This is an excerpt from the room, cleaned up only a little bit. The thread would be like this, only more coherent.]

BonneWesterburg: Greetings.
* BonneWesterburg takes a seat at the bar.
Imnsvale: Salutations.
Imnsvale: Would you like something to drink or eat?
BonneWesterburg: Yeah... got any Mallbertan beer?
Imnsvale: I'm sure we do somewhere.
* Imnsvale descends into the cellar.
* BonneWesterburg turns to the fat guy. "Do I know you?"
* Oz smiles. "Probably not. But I voted for Barry."
* BonneWesterburg chuckles. "Fair enough, I suppose. Glad to see you voting."
* Imnsvale emerges, covered in some dust, clutching a large bottle.
* BonneWesterburg smiles.
BonneWesterburg: That's what I need.
* Imnsvale pours some into a large-ish mug and slides the mug down.
* BonneWesterburg catches the mug with a well-placed cupped hand.
* BonneWesterburg chucks a fivepiece into the Magic Auto Teller.
Imnsvale: So, how's life, sir?
BonneWesterburg: Been better, I suppose. Just finished recording a transmission to the world... you know how that is...
Imnsvale: Indeed I do.
MaxRoland enters.
Imnsvale: My old nemesis.
BonneWesterburg: Nemesis, eh?
BonneWesterburg: Who might you be?
MaxRoland: So, this is what you've done for yourself, eh, Gherrit?
MaxRoland: I would be the new, elected leader on Imnsvale.
BonneWesterburg: You don't say?
BonneWesterburg: Don't believe I caught your name.
MaxRoland: Maxwell Roland. Who might you be?
* MaxRoland extends a hand.
* BonneWesterburg takes it, casting a wary eye.
BonneWesterburg: Westerburg. Bonne Westerburg, Prime Minister of The SLAGLands.
MaxRoland: Pleased to me the acquaintance of such a cultured personage.
* BonneWesterburg laughs.
BonneWesterburg: That the legacy they're giving me now?
MaxRoland: Unlike the ruler who I deposed...
MaxRoland: You seem far more cultured and dignified than certain people I could name.
* Imnsvale rolls his eyes.
BonneWesterburg: You know... "cultured" and "dignified" also connote respect.
BonneWesterburg: Perhaps you'd do well to show a bit toward our host.
MaxRoland: You know, I have been acting childish. This isn't the place or the time to remember the past and decisions of the past.
Imnsvale: Well, could I get you a drink, sir?
MaxRoland: A fortified wine, maybe a Madeira?
Imnsvale: As you wish.
* Imnsvale dashes off into the cellar again.
BonneWesterburg: "Deposed," eh?
MaxRoland: Yes. The people weren't happy with the monarchial rule in the days past. I seemed to be the natural choice of the populists that overthrew the current owner of this bar.
BonneWesterburg: I see.
BonneWesterburg: My Imnsvali history is a bit sketchy. Forgive me.
* MaxRoland chuckles.
MaxRoland: That's quite okay.
* Imnsvale emerges, covered in a rather thick layer of dust, grasping a bottle of Madeira, label nearly falling off.
* Imnsvale uncorks the bottle, pours a small amount into a glass and offers it to Maxwell.
* MaxRoland nods. "Its fine."
* Imnsvale fills the glass and hands it back.
* MaxRoland finishes the wine, sets the glass and a ten down on the bar.
MaxRoland: If you'll excuse me, I must be going.
Imnsvale: Sorry to see you go. I do hope you enjoyed your wine.
MaxRoland: Oh, I did. Ciao!
MaxRoland has left the bar.
Imnsvale: If you'll excuse me, I have to be elsewhere. Lock up, will you, Oz?
Oz: No prob, boss.
* Imnsvale flips the Magic Auto Teller off.
25-05-2004, 18:38
06-09-2004, 03:36
Bump of DOOM!!1!