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So, TechnoMod and I were chatting.
Over the course of a varied and progressively silly conversation, we came up with the idea of a fun Alternate Universe in a 1920s Noir setting. I absolutely love the Noir genre, so I’m just all over this idea. :3
Merriweather:
A veteran of the war; she’s become jaded and bitter toward the kingdom after getting tossed to the curb with nothing to show but scars. As a means of surviving and snubbing her nose at the crown, Merri opened up a cafe… which serves as a front for the speakeasy hidden in the basement below. She’s now the den mother of the best kept-well known secret watering hole in Manehattan: a classy spot for the rich and lowly alike. Everyone who walks through her doors are equal and know not to cause any trouble. If not for the constant presence of the mafia who back the bar, then for Merriweather herself, who won’t so much as ruffle her silks and coiffure even as she puts somepony through a wall.
Over the course of a varied and progressively silly conversation, we came up with the idea of a fun Alternate Universe in a 1920s Noir setting. I absolutely love the Noir genre, so I’m just all over this idea. :3
Merriweather:
A veteran of the war; she’s become jaded and bitter toward the kingdom after getting tossed to the curb with nothing to show but scars. As a means of surviving and snubbing her nose at the crown, Merri opened up a cafe… which serves as a front for the speakeasy hidden in the basement below. She’s now the den mother of the best kept-well known secret watering hole in Manehattan: a classy spot for the rich and lowly alike. Everyone who walks through her doors are equal and know not to cause any trouble. If not for the constant presence of the mafia who back the bar, then for Merriweather herself, who won’t so much as ruffle her silks and coiffure even as she puts somepony through a wall.
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