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[Might this have been your favorite bar? Well that's too bad. It's currently closed. Shut down. Boarded up. Inaccessible.]
[Only, not really. The entranced is merely just being blocked by none other than Tyki Mikk. He's sans-overcoat, as a matter of fact, and is wearing a rolled-up button down beneath a classy vest, black dress pants and shiny shoes. Instead of the top-hat, he's sporting a black velvet fedora, although it's missing a signature feather.]
[He appears to be asleep. The keyword there is appears. As it is, he's sitting on the floor, back propped up against the closed door, eyes closed and chin on his chest, and hands folded lazily over his stomach. By all means, he looks like he barely got five feet out the door before he decided to drop down and sleep off a hangover. Don't let it fool you.]
Bar's closed.
[But you're not going to let that stop you, are you?]
[Only, not really. The entranced is merely just being blocked by none other than Tyki Mikk. He's sans-overcoat, as a matter of fact, and is wearing a rolled-up button down beneath a classy vest, black dress pants and shiny shoes. Instead of the top-hat, he's sporting a black velvet fedora, although it's missing a signature feather.]
[He appears to be asleep. The keyword there is appears. As it is, he's sitting on the floor, back propped up against the closed door, eyes closed and chin on his chest, and hands folded lazily over his stomach. By all means, he looks like he barely got five feet out the door before he decided to drop down and sleep off a hangover. Don't let it fool you.]
Bar's closed.
[But you're not going to let that stop you, are you?]