Savo

Hmm, good point. I was a bit too rushed making this one. I'll do better in the future. It's squeezed in the upper right: June 15th 8:00pm EST. Thanks Guys, guess this is coming up quick.

Hello. Welcome : ) Hope to cross paths with you in the game.

...you're right, that would have been better. : )

If you must know....

Hey! A little mid-month fun for whole family, assuming your family is unabashedly shameless. Join Marcellain the brooding bard, Kaz the porcelain doman doll, Rommie the tramp extraordinaire, Magma Dancer (insert something nice here because she is really big and kinda scares me) and Savo your friendly feline disease vector, for bad music, worse poetry, uninformed political outrage (looking at you Marcy), some drinks and mayhem. Be sure to bring toilet paper (the Miners that run the place are sick of the patrons stealing it) and a lalalell (again, the Miners used up that ones that were left last time). Also, no famous musicians have passed away since the Nunh formerly known as P'rince, so unless some one is out to murder Bob Dillion (The well known Ishgardian songwriter) we are without special dedication. http://savothesewercat.tumblr.com/ -Cheers

Yay! Sign up one sewer cat!

this is guaranteed to be a lovely show. I'll be envying anyone who gets to go : ) Also, the idea of a 'glorious gift' from this place might require some preparation on the part of the receiver....don't wear anything complicated : )

Well, now that my poor typing fingers have recovered, I'd like to thank everyone for showing up. We had great fun with our little jam session at the Mines. We established that Andromeda is a whole lot sexier than the rest of us, methinks Marcy took this revelation hardest. Curious that these two, Marcy and Rommie, were the pair most likely to burn down the stage. Marcy certainly did incinerate Savo's underwear...in the interest of public health of course. Magma dancer didn't notice her inadvertent nip-slip but most of us did and were under no obligation to tell her. She also was forced to reiterate that she is decidedly NOT reasonably priced. There is some speculation that her 'wolf' costume qualifies her as a furry, but as of yet, the idea is entirely circumstantial. Some other salient events that occurred: -Marcy has fleas (Savo's fault) -Rommie...for the moment...is out of fireworks (If you sell fireworks, her address is 6-2 Lavender) -Gwyn Trahaern has made a huge charitable deduction to her taxes for all the Ale she gave away. -Alderique has proven himself a Pioneer in the art of being aghast. -Magma Dancer's act was taken as an official structural integrity appraisal of the promenade building. -The door handles to the outhouses have been reset to allow access to Lalafells; an adjustment considered quite urgent by more than a few Popotos. -At least one Roe up and left after being grievously offended. -Beile the bartender has a boyfriend, and a bleeding lower lip...these elements may be connected. -Savo was given a chocolate cupcake, it was eaten by the Roegadyn Miner who'd been on lunchbreak since FFXIV 1.0. (Fuck that guy...jeez). And a whole lot else. At any rate: See you all Next Time!

And this is on...nowish : )

Ah, this is tomorrow. Everyone! Write some music! : )

I thought I'd bump this thread as it is getting a bit closer. So here goes... Bump. ...now that I've done that, I'd like to point out that this particular Night at the Cliffs will commemorate two events: firstly that Marcy has gotten his ass out of prison; to the dubious delight of those that know him : ) and secondly that the Nunh formerly known as P'rince has passed away. I encourage the attendees to where purple in his memory. -Cheers -Savo

You're welcome boss : ) **and, my apologies, it's 'gilded' not 'guilded' Pony. Sorry for the error. It was fun to make, so aye, I think I will do more, stay tuned

If you have a love for irreverent poetry and a chat scroll both dizzying and profane, wander down to the Nanawa mines with booze and fish. Watch some Bards do their best to make utter fools of themselves! Everyone who can get there is welcome to come, just bare in mind, there are only three outhouses and if you pass out there, you are likely to wake up an over employed salt miner. -Cheers Savo

I think you have a wonderful idea. I know many players who would happily join ta company with a theme like this and I would like to point them in your direction. -cheers

What Mina said!

Entering.... LA GATA OLOROSA ! She will hit....like so! And kick....also like so! And maybe she scratch....like so! You no like it, you cry...like so! You andiamo back to mama you pico gato!

Thanks to everyone who came to this event. It was very fun to put on...I actually got RL stage-fright...it was lovely. For those on the other side of the atlantic, thanks for staying up a bit late, and for those closer to the western edge of the world, thanks for logging in early. I hope you enjoyed our spectacle of questionable poetry and we'll see the more forgiving of you next month (sometime...Marcellain gets to choose the date). PS: Points to the un-offended suncat nunh. And Ulfarr for being extra loud. To the creepy guy just standing there looking mean in the flames uniform. Anyone who got fleas. And everyone who had cause but didn't complain about the outhouse. Sincerely -Savo

Starts in an hour. Bring something to throw (fish hopefully)!

Will Maggie-dancer make it in time to hop on stage? (We hope she might.)

Oh dear, this is today at 5pm EST

Yay Raeje found us!

Raeja, The timing of these events are pretty flexible since it entirely depends upon the schedules of the performers. Quri, for example is on the opposite side of the planet from me so for April, it's shifted to make it a little more convenient for her crowd. So if you'd like to make the May show...hunt down either Marcellain (who at the moment is in prison) or Savo (who lives in a sewer drain on pearl lane) and I am sure we can accommodate you. Bard like no one is watching! -Savo

I think that probably counts so long as you manage to injure yourself in some way, perhaps vigorous flailing while wearing a t-shirt that reads 'Keep calm, I'm not having a seizure.'