The Ultimate Bar-room Blitz - Open entry!

[Barbarian Nobility]

The year is 1890. The Harlots Bath is the seediest, most despicable, forlorn patrons establishment in the whole of East London. Amidst this shabby watering whole all manner of degenerates, down and outs, riff-raff, vagabonds and scum can be found. It was at this pub that the infamous yard-glass riot of '90, also known as the Whores blood bath was about to occur...

Rules; This is an open RP. Anyone can join in!
Weapons: No firearms. Bladed weapons ok. Any surrounding articles likely to be found in a late 19th C pub ok for use.
You cannot 'auto' kill any opponents, this is decided either by consensus or by the 'reaction' of your opponent.
No supermen, ie. that is to say for example if you fall 4 storeys you aren't just going to get up.
Most of important of all, Everyone gets one movement OR one reaction, followed by an action.

The Harlets Bath is a dingy hole of a place. The only entry in or out is through the front door. The main room consists of the bar, with several tall stools placed in front of it. The rest of the room consists of 12 wooden booths. To the left of the room is a door that leads to small stone compartment which consists of a long trough on the ground (the toilet). To the right of the main room is a flight of stairs leading to a 'U' shaped gallery of small tables and chairs. There are no windows, and their is no natural sunlight.

LET THE GAME BEGIN!!!

James Mathers, or as everyone at the Slaughter house called him 'Jimmy Maffers' walked into the crapper to take a slash. As the gizzard drained an effeminate yet distinctly male voice materialized behind him 'Bend for a friend matey?'. 'What'd ye SAY?' Jimmy replied, nervously tucking his gizzard away. 'Oi's, i jusst wanna know if there'ss room for a little one?' the gilded voice said. 'The gente by the bar ssaid you may do me ssome sservisse, for a prisse...' When Jimmy felt a cold clammy hand rest on his shoulder he'd heard and felt enough. Turning around and seeing a very well dressed slightly built man (more than likely some wealthy 'uppa class' come to the dives to do some slumming) Jimmy delivered a bone-crunching blow to the fops face sending him flying against the brick wall of the crappa. The man collapsed in a heap and Jimmy leant over him long enough to rip the mans coin purse from his belt.

Jim threw wide the crappa doors with a theatric slam, and stared menacingly at the other patrons. 'Which one ov yer is the funny bastard who sent that dandy after me? Yers gonna get the thumping of yer lifetime!!!!!'

[Barbarian Nobility]

Jim eye-balled this mob of cowards. It appeared there wasn't a single cobba with the testicular fortitude to challenge him....

[Kip]

... I don't think you get what we're all on about round this'n here parts.

Take a look at this link, it should give you a brief overview of what IH is about - if you have any other questions, just ask us!
http://www.twcenter.net/forums/showthread.php?t=333279

[Agamemnon]

You spelled Harlot wrong, too.