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<b>All of these people can lay claim to their own tankard or bar-stool. </b> | <b>All of these people can lay claim to their own tankard or bar-stool. </b> | ||
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And well they might; becoming a regular of the Burch is approaching something holy; like Father O'Keefe's socks; once you become a regular then you join fairly hallowed company; however, you might want something a bit more. The following table describes our current regulars, the people who wander in, clutching their pocket-money handed to them by their significant others and demand their due - generally an alcoholic beverage of varying coldness depending on whether we've got a generator running. But we don't just have regulars, oh no Siree Bob... | |||
We have Knights Watchmen, a band of brothers (and sisters) who strive to keep the place nice and tidy and griefer free. We have the Revive Corps who administer elastoplasts when we get papercuts and revive needles when we get eaten. We also have the Newsteam who... well, basically shirk their normal responsibilities in favour of getting right royally rollocksed. You can see who does what in our pub-quiz team outlined below... | |||
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|style="background:#FFD775" valign="top"|[http://www.urbandead.com/profile.cgi?id=939934 Mortenmensch] | |style="background:#FFD775" valign="top"|[http://www.urbandead.com/profile.cgi?id=939934 Mortenmensch]n | ||
|style="background:#FFD775" valign="top"|Drunk on duty? Why yes sir! It's [[The Burchell Arms]] Way! | |style="background:#FFD775" valign="top"|Drunk on duty? Why yes sir! It's [[The Burchell Arms]] Way! | ||
|style="background:#FFD775" valign="top"|July 2007 | |style="background:#FFD775" valign="top"|July 2007 |
Revision as of 14:55, 23 September 2012
So, you've decided to take out a BAR-tab, and settle down on the faded and slightly sticky banquette you've appropriated in the Burch; so the question is what you need to do to make it all official-like. Well, it's very straightforward. You need to visit our forum and introduce yourself at the very least; preferably you'll join in the community there as well; you won't have another character in the BAR either and the final thing you need to do is type The Burchell Arms Regulars in your Group Affiliation wotsit and that's it, you're in, and you've a line of credit with us that'd sink a small bank. You don't even need to worry that your survivor's dark history as either a zombie, vandal, or even a murderer might deny you access to joining our group? Relax, the BAR welcomes all survivors, so long as they have forsaken these paths and are truly looking for a new start with us. Don't worry if you have a few zombie skills. Why, we even have one recruit who has the Brain Rot skill, and, surprisingly now... A teetotaller. I know, we thought it could never happen, but it has! Finally, you can even add our little tag below to your wiki page if that floats yer boat.
Like a Group of Autistic Kindergartners...
So anyway, as a Regular you'll be able to count on the dang-tootingest group of drunks Malton could possibly produce.
All of these people can lay claim to their own tankard or bar-stool.
And well they might; becoming a regular of the Burch is approaching something holy; like Father O'Keefe's socks; once you become a regular then you join fairly hallowed company; however, you might want something a bit more. The following table describes our current regulars, the people who wander in, clutching their pocket-money handed to them by their significant others and demand their due - generally an alcoholic beverage of varying coldness depending on whether we've got a generator running. But we don't just have regulars, oh no Siree Bob... We have Knights Watchmen, a band of brothers (and sisters) who strive to keep the place nice and tidy and griefer free. We have the Revive Corps who administer elastoplasts when we get papercuts and revive needles when we get eaten. We also have the Newsteam who... well, basically shirk their normal responsibilities in favour of getting right royally rollocksed. You can see who does what in our pub-quiz team outlined below...
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