Your last character walks into a bar

Drink : Whiskey
Reply : " My savior ! .. once again. "

Blue Milk

"Good, human. Perhaps one knows where one's four throats can be massaged on this planet?"

The drink's ale or cider. The reply is:
>Mighty hot out for this time of year

The drink is either gin or a heavy stout
The reply is "Well guv, I'll boil it down to one word. Fuck.

Drink: Top-Shelf Amasec
Reply: "Well enough"

...He's a really short-spoken bastard, what can I say?

Drink: Hot Toddy
Reply: Thank you

"Scotch. Neat."

Drink and reply.

Drink : Vodka
Reply : I killed a lot of traitors today. They were also incompetant fucks. I mean who tries to bunker down INSIDE an airlock without a vacuum suit?

Drink: Girly martini
Response: "I tell you, it's difficult to express yourself as an almighty sorcerer when some chaos space marine pissant is always trying to prove how big his mechanical balls are. "I can kill you anytime, flesh" this and "your failure has been noted" that. I swear, the first thing I'm doing once I've truly aligned myself to Tzeench is learning the meatiest spell I can and slapping him in his smug prick face."
Black Crusade really falls apart when you have a space marine in a party of humans.

Drink: Water
Response: " EEAH THANK YOU"

Drink: Rhum
Reply: Yarr!

> Scrumpay
"I'm drunk. Yew don' havva excuse!"

Wine, blood red.

Response: thanks. The gods are getting so fuzzy. Used to be that you could just kill some people and mark them, now it's gotta be at specific times and in certain ways.
I miss the easy life.

Tequila Sunrise
Glorious under the radiance of the lady of everlight

Drink:
Whatever takes away the guilt
Response:
Sounds of audience members clapping

Drink: Brandy
Reply: "I am well, thank you. I daresay I am more at ease than at any time in my life."

>tfw you finally finished a campaign with a character

Drink: 18-year Single Malt Scotch, neat. Make it a double.
Reply: "Imagine if the last delicious birthday cake you had turned out to be made of live spiders. You ate the entire thing, it was delicious, but each bite was actually a live spider. I guess I'm feeling incredibly confused."

Drink: vodka
Reply: cyka blyat

>drink
Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster
>response
"Damn, that tastes like I'm having my brains smashed in by a slice of lemon wrapped around a large gold brick!"

Where is that reference from? (Lemon gold brick)

>drink

The blood of heathens.

>reply

PURGE THE HIVE OF BLASPHEMY, ACOLYTE-BROTHERS

Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy (Douglas Adams)
youtube.com/watch?v=Boo9llCz4CM

"Cider, cooled if you could. Pretty good, all things considered: I'm still alive, which is more than can be said about the poor idiots who tried to jump us on the road. And you?"

Drink:vodka & gin incherry or watermelon energy drink
i'm actually a straight adult male.
Reply: two more of these, then talk.

*teleports behind the bar*
*pours myself whiskey and chugging it with a cigar in mouth*
"None of your business, kiddo."

Drink: "Whatever the mortals around here like best."
Reply: "I've been wonderful, especially with my pets behaving so well! I may even bring in a new one to tame~"

>Sir Roderick Sparksworth III
>enters the tavern
>sets his deathfuck cannon down beside him and takes a seat
>sends his homunculus butler Jeaves to the bar for him
>he shuffles over and grumbles in a nasty-ass voice
"...Master Sparksworth requests your finest brandy."
>brings the glass back to the table on a platter
>takes a drink
>spits it all over Jeaves
>"Ugh, I should have expected such mudwater from these slums... Jeaves! Be a good sport and send a carrier pigeon to that distillery I often send you to, place an order for the usual. Oh, and clean yourself up, you're filthy."
"...Very good sir."

Drink: Martini
Reply: "Oh, just wonderful. Found a very graceful audience today, this city really appreciates the art of the dance."

Pina Colada
"My friend won't stop murdering people."

Super hero game

The drink is saki, yebisu, or anything alcoholic, really.
"Fantastic! Wonderful! I just killed the man who killed my brother, and I'm going to get plastered tonight!"

Then, sotto voce: "At some time tonight you're going to think I've had enough. You may even think I'm causing too much trouble. I'd counsel you to keep such thoughts to yourself. Don't want to spoil the fun, and this is such a nice bar you've got, eh?"

Drunken CN monk.

kek

>Human street sam
>Tequila
"Long day. Pulled a body out of the rain gutter. Not disgusted, just sad. He was just a kid. Had to be no older than nineteen.
You want my opinion? Ares should pay us double for the drek we do. Black Knights get all the PR. We get all the flak."

Huckleberry Zhang'll drink just about whatever you got.

Probably whiskey because it gets you drunk fastest. Not that he isn't already drunk, but you want to keep that tank topped up.

"Thanks buddy."

Alcoholic Chinese-Canadian gunslinger in a post-collapse Wild West game set in the turn of the century.

Either sake and a polite "very well, thank you for inquiring" or generic booze and a comment on how much I enjoy purging evil.

Drink: Rum Cola, or closest approximation makeable with high fantasy materials.

Quip: A bit giddy and overexcited to be blunt. I've managed to secure an Azzie server cluster. Er, call it "world's memory". Almost enough to make me forget about my crazy ass cold.

Drink: Rum

Can't complain my man I'm in a bar afterall!

This character is either >21 or has never been to a bar, heh.

Just some sake.

He says he's fine, and cheerfully makes a bit of small talk while using Awareness Charms to listen in on all the conversations in the bar, but especially the one between the guild factor and satrap's agent in the private room. Both of them will be dead by sunrise.

Laughed out loud.

>Drink: Cider
>Reply: W-well, I th-thought I was doing better, but then some s-stuff went down and things might be g-getting worse again.

And yes, my character actually does speak with a stutter.