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| − | A old, rundown pizzeria in Halcyon City that is the unofficial 'base' of the Halcyon Sheroes. While it's sort of lackluster and filled with a bunch of old (and kinda creepy) animatronics from its younger days, it still serves a pizza so tasty you'll come back for more, and its overstuffed booths are really comfy. Its owner is Mike Schmidt, a somewhat muscular man with a bad limp and white hair in his early fifties who used to be a security guard for the restaurant in its heyday. When the place fell on hard times he bought it from the owners, and sort of managed to scrape by before the Halcyon Sheroes set up camp there. Thanks to their continuous patronage he's doing better these days. | + | A old, rundown pizzeria in Halcyon City that is the unofficial 'base' of the Halcyon Sheroes. While it's sort of lackluster and filled with a bunch of old (and kinda creepy) animatronics from its younger days, it still serves a pizza so cheap and tasty you'll come back for more, and its overstuffed booths are really comfy. Its owner is Mike Schmidt, a somewhat muscular man with a bad limp and white hair in his early fifties who used to be a security guard for the restaurant in its heyday. When the place fell on hard times he bought it from the owners, and sort of managed to scrape by before the Halcyon Sheroes set up camp there. Thanks to their continuous patronage he's doing better these days. |
Revision as of 13:17, 3 July 2017
A old, rundown pizzeria in Halcyon City that is the unofficial 'base' of the Halcyon Sheroes. While it's sort of lackluster and filled with a bunch of old (and kinda creepy) animatronics from its younger days, it still serves a pizza so cheap and tasty you'll come back for more, and its overstuffed booths are really comfy. Its owner is Mike Schmidt, a somewhat muscular man with a bad limp and white hair in his early fifties who used to be a security guard for the restaurant in its heyday. When the place fell on hard times he bought it from the owners, and sort of managed to scrape by before the Halcyon Sheroes set up camp there. Thanks to their continuous patronage he's doing better these days.
