Meanwhile... At the SpacePub

> Dear Pubbers
>
> Whilst a majority of you have given up on me whist i try to milk popularity from this. I have Restored the Pub once more. One Last time. It will be nice Relief after being a Survivor or discussing and complaining about the Spartan IV.2s. Feel free to enter here and chillax, fight, travel through time or complain about rolepla- Ahem - us one more time.
>
> -Sincerely, that ONI operator who milks pubs like a -Yoink!- cow

The Interstellar Space Pub || Resurrected
Hello and welcome to the Interstellar Space Pub Kicks grunt (yes this is the real me talking inside these brackets). Here we discuss stuff and usually all end up dramatically dying. It was a shame. I had the to miss out the actions and somehow got in semi-famous forumers. I suspect that you will either enjoy this or not. We have one rule here.

Our only rule

Please remember to hate each other and start silly conflicts as often as possible, as long as you have fun in this (forum game).

The People of the Pub
Corruptknight7 - Knight- That pub owner who is the only one still alive.

Kit walks through the doors to a pub she had swore she had been to before, inside lay an all too familiar scene.

“Pfffft, NOPE!”

And with that, the Spartan turned on her heel and left.

FE17 glances up as he walks by, sees the pub, and ponders entering
recognizes it
picks up pace and hurries by, remembering the insulting feeling of being listed as Dead

“Grand old times, though…”