"Uhh... To but it simply yes... From what i could observe this seems to be a imaginary land where a collective of resting minds come but... I do not have a brain, how am i here? I think someone outside this place may have not thought this through very well..." Ramb said, most likely breaking far more walls then he should have

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"Hell yeah! Riachi!" Jane practically bounced over (Mind you, this is old Jane and I think Riachi is new Riachi so... This could get complicated) " 'Sup my edge lord of souls and dead gods!"

Just going to bring in that old, old Eladar from TRPS!!! (The one after suicide...)

The Petite Robot, standing at a mere 1.6 meters, was revealed as the giant of stone passed by. It seemed to be made of some strange stone instead of metal- the matte gray easily identifying at such- and seemed styled after some manner of dwarf woman. "Quite the choice, I'll return promptly with your selection. "
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(Sure, just keep edge to a low)

"Thank you." Liz answered to the robot, once the robot had left Liz looked at the giant granite stone creature that went by. Trying to figure out what it was or how many hardcore drugs she was on. The placed seemed highly confusing. Some more people had seemed to enter the bar. She didn't take much notice but what she did see was a small robot that appeared to be more like the robots from where she came from. An Angel out of most things and some strange man who just came in ordering water. Again she didn't think much of them however, she realised they were here.

The Bartender- one of several at the bar- had it's massive back turned, the bartender's uniform it wore strained to its limits as something beneath it squirmed. It faced Eladar, it's head composed more toothy mouth than head, and it's "hands" made of of writhing tentacles. It tilted its head with curiosity, glowing dots within the gaping maw, and reached behind it. It gurgled something fairly neutral as it waited to retrieve something.
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After a minute, Liz's Waitress returned with a wine bottle that sat cooling inside a ice bucket. Placing down an intricate and delicate-looking wine glass in front of her, and popped open the wine she had ordered. The scent of it slowly wafted out of the mouth of the bottle, and she slowly and carefully poured the amber colored liquid into her glass to about half-way. "Would you wish for anything else?"
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The figure in white- a carefully cape concealing gender- turned to peer in curiosity at the mask that lay unattended at the seat nearby. A delicate and pale face framed by raven hair extending down to the collar bone looked at Riachi curiously, and looked around, looking for an owner.

Riachi looked at the two people who diverted their views to him. For once, he began to move. His 'cheeks' pulling up in what could only be identified as a happy blush.

"Oh my, I feel flattered with this many people looking at me!"

His voice was.... Peculiar. They resonated four different voices, all of which were vastly different. Two raspy male voices, one loud and booming, and the other higher toned and fast. The third voice was a normal female human voice that seemed quite enthralling. The last was a serious,harsh male voice. Even though the voices collided with their own personalities, the tone of the voices in general was over joyous and joking.

The cheeks subsided as Riachi too recoiled slightly. It was not its intent to scare the person. The near unseen glow around it began to point towards the figure sitting next to it. It's eye-holes slightly forming towards this person to indicate that it was looking to its far right at this person.

"You think i scared him? I hope not...."

The voice now sounded more concerned, but the everlasting sense of joking was still in its voice.