| rdfs:comment
| - Nestled into a corner of Leviathon, directly under the Orwellian eye of The World Union and its UAC agents. The bar is modeled in the style of a classic speakeasy--a place for people to sneak away from their lives and spend an evening surrounded by dark velvet and a smoky haze, listening to jazz or drinking their worries away. However, this is just an illusion for the outside world, a way to keep eyes off The Basement and its proprietor, Echo Ramir. In reality, The Basement hides a number of dark secrets--dangerous secrets for the people who manage and work within its walls.
- The basement is in fact the incorporation of the base for mental unhealth which was founded by some disgusting luffare back in the twilight World. In the basement following things can easily be found:
* Rocking chairs
* porn and goatse collections
* Odd, cruel and sinister giggles of unbelievable powah
* Gurgle
* Punch cards with the famous Microsquash logo on them
* Extremely often also the knag-knag in some rare furnishings
- The Basement is a cave where creatures lives, and Gemini lives in, if 1 day passes, a random creature spawned. Later it was expanded with 10 floors. In the Third Robloxian War the Basement was destroyed because of the tactical nuke. Almost before the Third World War, the Basement was renconstructed, and the name was changed to "The Sheol", which visitors will never ever enter this new cave, and in the new cave, it has the hidden throne room, which the visitors will never find it.
- The basement has been the site of many zombie incursions into the Cantina proper, the zombie population continually growing. The basement is also the resting place of some of the Cantina's dearest pets, such as Baal the Rat. It is also home to a trophy room, psychic alien creatures, and it is suspected, though never proven, that the basement is where Admiral Mappalazarou hides his collection of Keira Knightley thongs. It is also Jel's hiding place for his dirty kull movies. Very few have survived the basement but those who have returned have often came out quite mad. For the protection of the Cantina crew, Mike has placed enchantments around the basement including the room which holds Keira's stolen possessions.
- Ich war diese Woche allein Zuhause, weil meine Familie in den Urlaub fuhr und mich zurückließ da ich arbeiten musste. Es war ungefähr zwei Uhr am Morgen, ich blieb noch auf um mir einen Horrorfilm in meinem dunklen Keller anzuschauen. Es war meine Absicht mich mal wieder richtig zu fürchten, da ich sehen wollte wie sehr ich in den Terror versinken könnte, klar in dem Wissen das ich in meinem sicheren Haus war.
- The Basement (1995 - 1997) was located in the basement of the house at the intersection of 3rd St. & Laurel St. Extension in the Beach Flats/Beach Hill area next to the San Lorenzo River and Yogurt Park. It was run by Kelly Chambers and Cass. In the summer of 1996, complaints from neighbors were on the rise. A US Bombs show had to be moved to another house in the middle of the show. In spite of this and of police visits, the house continued to put on shows for another full year. The first show was October 21, 1995 with Portraits of Past, Nuzzle, Malcriada, and Torches To Rome.
- Mac wakes up on his and Kuki's luxurious TempurPedic bed and looks at the digital clock on the night-table beside him. The clock says that it is six o'clock in the morning, and he groggily gets up out of the bed and heads to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Mac hates mornings, and that is not just because he has to get up; he also hates them because of an accident he had one morning when he was a teenager, driving to college. The wreck with the semi-truck left him with a broken arm and leg; however, that morning wasn't entirely bad because he met Kuki that day. She was the one driving the semi-truck: a Ford F-150. She ran a red light right when Mac's car came into the middle of the intersection, and she hit the side of it. She got out to check on him, and when their eyes locked, they fell
|
| abstract
| - Nestled into a corner of Leviathon, directly under the Orwellian eye of The World Union and its UAC agents. The bar is modeled in the style of a classic speakeasy--a place for people to sneak away from their lives and spend an evening surrounded by dark velvet and a smoky haze, listening to jazz or drinking their worries away. However, this is just an illusion for the outside world, a way to keep eyes off The Basement and its proprietor, Echo Ramir. In reality, The Basement hides a number of dark secrets--dangerous secrets for the people who manage and work within its walls.
- The basement is in fact the incorporation of the base for mental unhealth which was founded by some disgusting luffare back in the twilight World. In the basement following things can easily be found:
* Rocking chairs
* porn and goatse collections
* Odd, cruel and sinister giggles of unbelievable powah
* Gurgle
* Punch cards with the famous Microsquash logo on them
* Extremely often also the knag-knag in some rare furnishings
- Ich war diese Woche allein Zuhause, weil meine Familie in den Urlaub fuhr und mich zurückließ da ich arbeiten musste. Es war ungefähr zwei Uhr am Morgen, ich blieb noch auf um mir einen Horrorfilm in meinem dunklen Keller anzuschauen. Es war meine Absicht mich mal wieder richtig zu fürchten, da ich sehen wollte wie sehr ich in den Terror versinken könnte, klar in dem Wissen das ich in meinem sicheren Haus war. Darauf hörte ich diese stampfenden Schritte im Flur. Dies war das nervende Geräusch, das mir zeigte wenn meine Familie Zuhause war; immer wenn sie durch den vorderen Flur und vorbei an der Kellertür gehen, höre ich ihre Fußschritte. Dieses Mal erfasste mich sofort die Furcht, als ich die Fußschritte hörte. Mein sofortiger Reflex war es den Fernseher auszuschalten...Die Kellertür wurde durch eine Treppe verbunden, die hinter einer Ecke lag, also dürfte man kein Licht gesehen haben. Ich hörte wie sich der Griff bewegte und die Kellertür geöffnet wurde, während ich in tiefster Dunkelheit saß. Ich bewegte mich langsam und so leise ich konnte kroch ich hinter meinen Fernseher. Als ich ihm Schritt für Schritt näher kam, stellte ich mit Panik fest, dass der Fernseher noch leicht leuchtete. Ich hörte Fußschritte, die die weiche, aber knarrende Treppe hinunter kommen. Ich blieb in meiner Position verharrend und lauschte. Für viele, lange Minuten, Hörte ich gar nichts. Hat der Eindringling, das Leuchten des Fernsehers gesehen oder ist das Licht schnell genug verblasst? Stand er dort in absoluter Dunkelheit und versuchte mich zu hören? Es schien so als würde ich hier schon eine endlose Zeit liegen. Meine Panik hat angefangen zu weichen und ich konnte wieder einigermaßen klar denken. Habe ich wirklich einen Eindringling gehört? Könnte wirklich jemand, dort in absoluter Stille stehen ohne irgendwelche Geräusche zu machen? Der Keller war so verdammt still, dass diese in meinen Ohren schmerzte. Konnte die unbekannte Person es wirklich vermeiden Geräusche von Atem oder irgendetwas anderen zu machen. Wenn dort ein Einbrecher wäre, wäre dieser immer noch im Keller, denn die knarrende Treppe war unglaublich laut, die Tür hätte geklickt und er wusste ja nicht, dass ich seine Anwesenheit schon in der ersten Etage bemerkt habe... Ich begann in meinem Kopf zu zählen um mir die Zeit zu vertreiben, Spucke tropfte aus meinem Mund auf den Boden - Ich wagte es nicht das Geräusch des Schluckens zu riskieren. Ich erreichte die 60 Sekunden, das erste, das zweite...das dritte Mal...das sechste Mal...aber nun, war meine Furcht komplett verschwunden und ich war eher verwirrt als alles andere. Ich bemerkte, dass ich nun zwei Stunden in absoluter Dunkelheit lag und ich immer noch nichts gehört habe. Wenn dort wirklich ein Einbrecher wäre, würde nichts von all dem Sinn machen...Endlich, beschloss ich mich etwas zu unternehmen. Wenn ich nichts tun würde, würde irgendwann die Sonne aufgehen und noch schlimmer war, dass ich nun etwas grässlich-süßes roch. Langsam, ganz langsam, tastete ich mich den Weg zu den Treppen entlang. Wenn dort wirklich jemand in der Dunkelheit steht, sollte ich es schaffen um ihn herum zu gehen und dann die Treppen hinauf zu rennen...mittlerweile wurde der schreckliche Geruch immer intensiver. Ist hier in der Nacht etwas gestorben? Keine lebende Person würde so riechen...schreckliche Gedanken von Zombie-ähnlichen Kreaturen, die auf mich in der Dunkelheit lauern, schossen mir durch den Kopf, und ich lief so schnell wie ich konnte, ohne Geräusche zu machen. Als ich dann endlich die Treppen erreichte, hörte ich plötzlich ein lautes Klappern, so als ob etwas auf den Boden fallen würde. Dies war der Moment an dem ich vorwärts sprang und die Treppen hochstürzte, aus der offenen Kellertür rannte und ich schließlich durch die weit geöffnete Haustür nach draußen gelangte. Nun war ich mir sicher, dass jemand im Haus war, also rief ich die Polizei von meinem Handy aus an und beobachtete mein Haus aus der Ferne. Die Polizei kam, durchsuchte mein Haus und kamen mit grimmigen Gesichtern wieder zurück um mich zu verhören. Sie fanden einen Körper in meinem Haus -mein älterer Nachbar, der Opfer einer Herzattacke wurde. Sie glaubten, dass ich die Haustür offen ließ und er muss sterbend in das Haus gegangen sein, auf der vergeblichen Suche nach Hilfe. Zuerst fühlte ich mich schrecklich, mit dem Gedanken im Kopf, das ich einfach nur da in der Dunkelheit saß, während er nur wenige Fuß von mir entfernt stirbt. Dann fiel es mir wieder ein: Was zur Hölle war dann dieses laute Geräusch gewesen, welches mich schließlich dazu veranlagt hat, die Treppe hoch zu rennen und aus meinem Haus zu stürmen. Ich fragte die Polizisten und sie bestätigten meinen Verdacht; die Hintertür meines Hauses war ebenfalls geöffnet und außerdem waren noch Fußspuren im Schlamm aufzufinden. Irgendwie, aus einem Grund den ich nie wissen werde, war da noch jemand mit uns im Keller...leise, wartend und lauschend in der Dunkelheit, über der frischen Leiche eines alten Mannes.
- The Basement is a cave where creatures lives, and Gemini lives in, if 1 day passes, a random creature spawned. Later it was expanded with 10 floors. In the Third Robloxian War the Basement was destroyed because of the tactical nuke. Almost before the Third World War, the Basement was renconstructed, and the name was changed to "The Sheol", which visitors will never ever enter this new cave, and in the new cave, it has the hidden throne room, which the visitors will never find it.
- The Basement (1995 - 1997) was located in the basement of the house at the intersection of 3rd St. & Laurel St. Extension in the Beach Flats/Beach Hill area next to the San Lorenzo River and Yogurt Park. It was run by Kelly Chambers and Cass. In the summer of 1996, complaints from neighbors were on the rise. A US Bombs show had to be moved to another house in the middle of the show. In spite of this and of police visits, the house continued to put on shows for another full year. Shows included acts such as Dub Narcotic Sound System, Unwound, The VSS, 3 Mile Pilot, Track Star, The PeeChees, Some Velvet Sidewalk, The Warmers, A Minor Forest, The Thrones, The Need, The Audience and more. It was a great space, but sadly, complaints from the neighbor led to the landlord locking the doors. The first show was October 21, 1995 with Portraits of Past, Nuzzle, Malcriada, and Torches To Rome. The last show was on April 24, 1997. On the bill was Kerosene 454, Boy's Life, Sweet Nothing and Moralyson. The house was torn down in 2005.
- The basement has been the site of many zombie incursions into the Cantina proper, the zombie population continually growing. The basement is also the resting place of some of the Cantina's dearest pets, such as Baal the Rat. It is also home to a trophy room, psychic alien creatures, and it is suspected, though never proven, that the basement is where Admiral Mappalazarou hides his collection of Keira Knightley thongs. It is also Jel's hiding place for his dirty kull movies. Very few have survived the basement but those who have returned have often came out quite mad. For the protection of the Cantina crew, Mike has placed enchantments around the basement including the room which holds Keira's stolen possessions.
- Mac wakes up on his and Kuki's luxurious TempurPedic bed and looks at the digital clock on the night-table beside him. The clock says that it is six o'clock in the morning, and he groggily gets up out of the bed and heads to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Mac hates mornings, and that is not just because he has to get up; he also hates them because of an accident he had one morning when he was a teenager, driving to college. The wreck with the semi-truck left him with a broken arm and leg; however, that morning wasn't entirely bad because he met Kuki that day. She was the one driving the semi-truck: a Ford F-150. She ran a red light right when Mac's car came into the middle of the intersection, and she hit the side of it. She got out to check on him, and when their eyes locked, they fell in love instantly. Mac thinks about that day, whilst looking in the mirror with the water running. There is a toothbrush in his hand, and on it is bubble-gum-flavored toothpaste. Mac smiles, and then, his beautiful, curvy wife with jet-black hair and brown eyes comes into the bathroom. "Good morning, Kuki," Says Mac and starts brushing his teeth. "Mmmm," Kuki says in response, her eyes half-closed. Kuki takes off her clothes and gets in the shower. As she takes her shower, she begins thinking about the past. Kuki Fukuyama was born in Kannapolis, North Carolina, which was also the birthplace of her husband, Mac. In her childhood, Kuki was a very good little girl, but when she became an adolescent, things changed for worse. She started hanging out with a blasphemous gang of boys, who, with extreme peer pressure, ended up convincing her to skip school often, drink alcoholic beverages, commit grand theft auto, and mock the Holy Trinity. The bonds between Kuki and her blood brothers were unbreakable until that night. That night would be January 17, 1998, which was nine years ago; she was gang-raped by the boys and left naked, crying, and scarred in the very shack where they performed the vicious act. She wasn't sure whether to think that that was awesome or evil, but she did pray to God, asking him for forgiveness for everything she had done wrong, and she asked Jesus to save her from her sins and help her repent. Her rape made her realize that if she didn't mend her ways, other bad things were going to happen.
|
![[RDF Data]](/fct/images/sw-rdf-blue.png)