𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚'𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙤𝙥.
@thebarwithnoname.bsky.social
rumors, whisperings, murmurs & talk of the city. (solos)
December 7, 2025 at 6:48 AM
— reopening.
December 7, 2025 at 6:48 AM
He'd head home once they were finishing tidying up, and setting up the security system.
And then, the Bar With No Name would reopen.
And then, the Bar With No Name would reopen.
December 7, 2025 at 6:48 AM
He'd head home once they were finishing tidying up, and setting up the security system.
And then, the Bar With No Name would reopen.
And then, the Bar With No Name would reopen.
Especially when he didn't even know what that name would be.
A bridge he'd cross if it came to it. Something told him, it wasn't an "if", but a "when".
Glasses clinked as he sorted the bottles behind the bar, lining them up neatly in an order he'd remember more easily.
A bridge he'd cross if it came to it. Something told him, it wasn't an "if", but a "when".
Glasses clinked as he sorted the bottles behind the bar, lining them up neatly in an order he'd remember more easily.
December 7, 2025 at 6:48 AM
Especially when he didn't even know what that name would be.
A bridge he'd cross if it came to it. Something told him, it wasn't an "if", but a "when".
Glasses clinked as he sorted the bottles behind the bar, lining them up neatly in an order he'd remember more easily.
A bridge he'd cross if it came to it. Something told him, it wasn't an "if", but a "when".
Glasses clinked as he sorted the bottles behind the bar, lining them up neatly in an order he'd remember more easily.
"The day someone comes in and says your name... you're a goner."
Ominous. It'd sounded like some weird prophecy to him. Fate? Destiny? Something ridiculous like that. But they had been dead serious about it, so it was worth taking with a grain of salt.
Ominous. It'd sounded like some weird prophecy to him. Fate? Destiny? Something ridiculous like that. But they had been dead serious about it, so it was worth taking with a grain of salt.
December 7, 2025 at 6:48 AM
"The day someone comes in and says your name... you're a goner."
Ominous. It'd sounded like some weird prophecy to him. Fate? Destiny? Something ridiculous like that. But they had been dead serious about it, so it was worth taking with a grain of salt.
Ominous. It'd sounded like some weird prophecy to him. Fate? Destiny? Something ridiculous like that. But they had been dead serious about it, so it was worth taking with a grain of salt.
One voice did speak up, breaking the heavy silence.
"It's your first week working the bar, ain't it?"
Only a head tilted to one direction as an affirmation of a response.
"Remember what I said, when you showed up here."
Well, who could forget that?
"It's your first week working the bar, ain't it?"
Only a head tilted to one direction as an affirmation of a response.
"Remember what I said, when you showed up here."
Well, who could forget that?
December 7, 2025 at 6:48 AM
One voice did speak up, breaking the heavy silence.
"It's your first week working the bar, ain't it?"
Only a head tilted to one direction as an affirmation of a response.
"Remember what I said, when you showed up here."
Well, who could forget that?
"It's your first week working the bar, ain't it?"
Only a head tilted to one direction as an affirmation of a response.
"Remember what I said, when you showed up here."
Well, who could forget that?
If any of the staff members made eye contact as they cleaned and rearranged the furniture, it was only for a moment, before gazes shifted elsewhere.
There was some questions on their minds. New management. New rules, new ways the establishment was being handled. Nobody had answers.
There was some questions on their minds. New management. New rules, new ways the establishment was being handled. Nobody had answers.
December 7, 2025 at 6:48 AM
If any of the staff members made eye contact as they cleaned and rearranged the furniture, it was only for a moment, before gazes shifted elsewhere.
There was some questions on their minds. New management. New rules, new ways the establishment was being handled. Nobody had answers.
There was some questions on their minds. New management. New rules, new ways the establishment was being handled. Nobody had answers.
The final preparations before it would once again be open to the clients of the underworld.
Not a strange occurrence; the bar, after all, had a tendency to move locations, to keep it on the down low, or after particularly rambunctious bar fights. Or the occasional "hero" intervention.
Not a strange occurrence; the bar, after all, had a tendency to move locations, to keep it on the down low, or after particularly rambunctious bar fights. Or the occasional "hero" intervention.
December 7, 2025 at 6:48 AM
The final preparations before it would once again be open to the clients of the underworld.
Not a strange occurrence; the bar, after all, had a tendency to move locations, to keep it on the down low, or after particularly rambunctious bar fights. Or the occasional "hero" intervention.
Not a strange occurrence; the bar, after all, had a tendency to move locations, to keep it on the down low, or after particularly rambunctious bar fights. Or the occasional "hero" intervention.
Down cracked steps in an alleyway, dimly lit by a flickering lamp overhead, a nondescript door with only an X scratched into it to denote it of any importance could be made out in the darkness of the city.
Inside, a few lone shadowy silhouettes drifted about the empty bar.
Inside, a few lone shadowy silhouettes drifted about the empty bar.
December 7, 2025 at 6:48 AM
Down cracked steps in an alleyway, dimly lit by a flickering lamp overhead, a nondescript door with only an X scratched into it to denote it of any importance could be made out in the darkness of the city.
Inside, a few lone shadowy silhouettes drifted about the empty bar.
Inside, a few lone shadowy silhouettes drifted about the empty bar.
icon cred: 99Sids
December 6, 2025 at 8:25 AM
icon cred: 99Sids
about account.
December 6, 2025 at 8:25 AM
An anonymous individual, whose even own eyes stay obscured. Has quite a few bartending tricks up his sleeve.
December 6, 2025 at 8:25 AM
An anonymous individual, whose even own eyes stay obscured. Has quite a few bartending tricks up his sleeve.
The most regular bartender also works as an informant; there's not much that goes around without being ran past his ears first. Though, who he tends to share said tidbits really depends on the client.
December 6, 2025 at 8:25 AM
The most regular bartender also works as an informant; there's not much that goes around without being ran past his ears first. Though, who he tends to share said tidbits really depends on the client.
A safe haven for those skirting the laws, a place to meet and to unwind. A strict "no fighting" rule is in place, but whether or not patrons obey depends on the night.
A bar where not even the employees know their manager's identity.
A bar where not even the employees know their manager's identity.
December 6, 2025 at 8:25 AM
A safe haven for those skirting the laws, a place to meet and to unwind. A strict "no fighting" rule is in place, but whether or not patrons obey depends on the night.
A bar where not even the employees know their manager's identity.
A bar where not even the employees know their manager's identity.
writer, account info + rules.
December 6, 2025 at 8:19 AM
December 6, 2025 at 8:18 AM
MDNI. Writer is 25.
Primarily comics RP verses.
quick note about self— writer is brand new to Marvel and comics in general! thanks in advance for the patience, still in the slow process of reading.
Primarily comics RP verses.
quick note about self— writer is brand new to Marvel and comics in general! thanks in advance for the patience, still in the slow process of reading.
December 6, 2025 at 8:18 AM
MDNI. Writer is 25.
Primarily comics RP verses.
quick note about self— writer is brand new to Marvel and comics in general! thanks in advance for the patience, still in the slow process of reading.
Primarily comics RP verses.
quick note about self— writer is brand new to Marvel and comics in general! thanks in advance for the patience, still in the slow process of reading.