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Where: St Scholastica's College, Glebe
Cost: $6/session (unless specified otherwise)

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Pardon Me Madam But Is That Tentacle On A Leash Or What?

Greetin's, wild-eyed adventurer person. The name's Spit. Here, pull up a stool while I help ya get yer bearin's. Yer lookin' a little confused, which I can tell ya is the natural state for most folks when they first step through the entrance of this establishment. Yer askin' yerself, where am I? This ain't what's supposed to be on the other side of the door I just walked through. Am I right?   

But take another look around ya, whaddya see? There's me, a solid guy behind a counter, wipin' a glass. Funny bottles onna shelf behind me with peculiar coloured contents. Dingy lights. Some people at tables, laughin' loud. Other people in booths, voices low, plottin' some scheme or another. And every one of 'em with a glass of somethin'. Ya think yer lost, but really? Ya know what this place is. Ya know where ya are.  

Ya stepped through a doorway somewhere else, in powerful need of a drink. Well, here ya are! Welcome to The Floating Vagabond! The multiverse's finest drinkin' establishment.  

Take a moment to catch yer breath pal, 'cos it's a Law of the Universe that a person can't spend two minutes in a licensed venue without gettin' roped into some dumb adventure. And you are about to be roped into a doozy: mistaken identities, diplomatic incidents, killer robots, two different flavours of religious fervour, divine intervention (unrelated), an' worst of all, low-ratin' customer reviews.

So whattya drinkin'?


CONSUMER ADVICE 

Ingredients: Screwball sci-fi comedy fermented from Looney Tunes, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, the Marx Brothers, Mel Brooks, the 1980s (what, all of it?). This game does not contain any gluten, soy or allergens.  


Serves 3-6.  

A ludicrous adventure in a universe whose natural laws are out to lunch, aka Tales from the Floating Vagabond 2nd edition. No prior experience with the game is necessary.