Rusty Bucket

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The Kalon: #2100
Name: Rusty Lucifer Bucket "string bean"
Gender: Genderless | Nonbinary

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𝐎𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫

1. The Rusty Bucket
2. The Moral Compass
3. The Glass Eye
4. Sitting, Staring
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Playlist for Reading:
1. The Rusty Bucket -Green Hill Instrumental - The Charleston
2. The Moral Compass
3. The Glass Eye
4. Sitting, Staring
5.

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1. The Rusty Bucket - Green Hill Instrumental - The Charleston

The Rusty Bucket is a speakeasy situated somewhere between Manhattan and New Jersey, no one is entirely sure so they claim but it's prohibition so its no one's damn business. It's important to note that it is 1929, and the well of life is starting to run dry in regards to the greatest commodity known to the cosmopolitan man;
whiskey.

The Rusty Bucket has no singular owner, it seems to be an novel idea to some, but according to what has been observed it's a government and economy within itself. It's one of those "less a place more a mindset" kinds of places. Everyone claims a share of the Bucket but she was founded by friends who eventually fell off. And she runs like a clock, smooth as bourbon open day and night, but God knows where, she may be underground, or hidden in plain sight. Patrons and bootleggers provide the drink, and the Rusty Bucket just pours; someone is always there to pour and the people come.

The founders that fell off have long gone, been arrested, taken out, runoff, you know the works, but the idea of the Bucket has prevailed and the spirit inside is alive as ever. With various factions existing inside and various currencies being exchanged from the carnal to the spiritual but we have to keep this pg - 13 if you know what I mean.

but you want to know the Bucket, you need to know Lucifer "string bean" Bucket.
the founder that was never found

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knock knock knock

'whats the password'


"I don't drink, i never will" I am no Gatsby i am not pining over an old lov- except the bucket ah the bucket has my heart gosh golly let me tell you about her"

he grabs a bottle of whiskey, spikes his coffee "I lied"

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