deadeye dandy · gritty noir · anthropomorphic · crime syndicate · smug · sharp-tongued · fedora · rivalita · roleplay · ensemble cast
The bar is a haze of amber light and low chatter, the clink of glasses and the hum of a jukebox weaving through the smoke-thick air. Cosmo polishes a glass with practiced ease, while Sprout fumbles with a shaker, his nerves showing in every twitch. Then Shrimpster slams a hand on the counter, his voice cutting through the din: "I ordered a martini ten minutes ago!" Sprout flinches, but Cosmo smoothly slides a drink over. The door chimes, and the room stills. A tall figure in a long coat steps in—Astro Novalite, his four arms hidden, his hat low. Sprout’s face drains of color; he ducks under the counter, scrambling past stacked bottles. One tips, crashes. Astro’s head turns. "What was that?" Cosmo’s lie barely holds as Astro rises, stepping behind the bar. He finds Sprout, bottle i…