Gaston's Tavern {Open}
Feb 6, 2021 22:52:23 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2021 22:52:23 GMT -5
On the right hand side of the tavern, atop of the large stone fireplace, hung a large painting of Gaston Legume striking a mighty pose with his gun with dozens of antlers surrounding the painting. Next to the fireplace, one can see the elaborate demonstration of the many trophy heads of various animals nailed onto the wall.
The most important part of this tavern was the largest chair of the room, which almost seemed like a handmade throne chair with the arms of the chair being made of antlers and a bear fur hanging over the top of the chair. The most important person in this tavern, was none other than the large, bulky French hunter that sat on his throne chair drinking a pint of ale. "Just wait until I find that McCoy..!" Gaston's deep baritone voiced threatened lowly that he hadn't yet found that man, his obsessive nature still recalling what that duck had said about that man that had more trophies on his wall than him. With a pout of his lips, the hunter blinked his blue eyes and listened to the faint instrumental music of his theme song that Lefou had sang for him for a few seconds, which seemed to give him an ego boost. He stood up and then wrapped his arm around some passerby guest with a grin. "You! Do you happen to know any man named McCoy?" He questioned with a raise of an eyebrow.
"Uh.. no?"
"That's right! Because there's no man in town that has more trophies than ME!" Gaston nodded, spreading a pleased grin across his chiseled face, satisfied with that answer. "And I'll be adding to that collection soon enough once I blast a certain duck with my gun!" He added with a wink over to a woman next to the man. Either of those talking ducks with clothing were going to find themselves shot from the barrel of his gun, like he did to plenty of ducks that he shot from the sky without missing. "''Scues me! It's about time I ordered some food for myself!" With that, Gaston tromped over to the bar to order from the menu, which happened to be one of his classic favorites. "You there! I'll have those five dozen eggs now!" The Frenchman ordered as he leaned against the bar table. The cast member knew just what to set out upon hearing that order from the tavern owner.
"Can you really juggle all of those?" A guest at a table asked with a playful smile.
"Of course I can! Unless any of these men are up for the challenge, no one can juggle five dozen eggs like me!" The brawny French hunter challenged several men sitting at the bar with a grin. With that, Gaston grabbed the bowl and tossed several eggs up in the air, including the bowl, and juggled them successfully and then tossed a wink at the ladies. In the midst of his juggling, he gently set aside the bowl on the table before sending each of them sequentially up and into his mouth, swallowing each of those eggs whole. The entire tavern was astonished at such a feat happening in the parks, that they clapped. "How about another round on me?!" Gaston loudly offered to pay everyone for a free drink with a grin upon hearing them cheer even louder in gratitude, not minding in the least spending his coin given how rich he was. Pleased with himself in having shown off, Gaston tromped over to his throne chair and sat by the fireplace, surveying all the patrons of his tavern and anyone that would show up with a satisfied grin.