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The room was made from the eather, and that's where it would return. The eather didn't care. It wasn't alive or aware. It was just there, sculpted by imagination, and that was its only limitation. Infinite, and if one was to personafy it, one would call it eager. Though it wasn't, it just did as the imaginations about it dictated. It didn't have fear, nor could it be lazy. it just did, instantly.

Josan knew that. its why he'd made this room. Chaos given shape. But, until someone else posts, or even visits, its a bit too quiet. Again, the eather didn't think, and without thought, it was horrid at conversation! But, until someone else shows up, it could do one thing. With a mental twitch, it was born, a jukebox, circa 1960's. The 45's dancing around and put in the right place in a precision only possible through animatronics.

With a twist of the lips, a wry smile crossed his lips, and selected its first song. A magical song, that so fit the place. The opening strings of "Hotel California" beginning to fill the room.

Current Mood: artistic

Enters the new room. It wasn't much different than the old room, from long ago. A bit empty, to be sure, but that'd change. 'if you build it, they will come,' and all that. Looks again, trying to find the old corners, of the room with infinite corners. Well, again, they weren't filled yet. Nor was the bar, come to think of it! With a low chuckle, that was more than filled with mirth, Josan heads to it, a swagger and sureness to his step that hadn't been there all those years ago. But, still the same old Josan, and still the same old bar. He gets behind, and he grins, waiting for the first order to come. "If you build it, indeed. Need a good bard though. Maybe an old retired armsmaster for a bouncer? Not that we will need one!"

A smile crosses his face, remembering all the old friends, and not remembering one bad one among them. Well, there was one... but Eddie has long since been 'taken care of.'

"Wonder who will bring the pool in first? They better get their own drinks, or magick up something to get it though. I'm NOT getting wet."

It has been pointed out to me that a lot of us AOL ex-patriots, and thus no longer part of Arrows Online, have migrated here. Figure it couldn't hurt to start a group for us.