Live from Nivalis Nights: A nightly photo journal of my cyberpunk noodle bar
An extremely visual evolution of my neon-drenched noodle joint.
Welcome to Ramen Noir, a noodle bar gifted to me by Thaddeus Carminus on September 29, 2026. Along with the bar, I received four chairs, a contract for a cook named Banor, and a substantial 50,000 credit debt. My first order of business was to arrange the furniture and commence preparing chicken noodle soup.
After a mere sixty seconds of deliberation, the location of the tables was settled. Positioned near the main walkway, I aimed to entice passersby to admire the noodles. However, an alternative idea surfaced, prompting a reconsideration. This time, the tables were placed near a railing, offering customers the chance to enjoy their meals with a captivating view.
Truly, the ultimate decision favored the convenient walk-in placement. On Day 2, further additions were made to Ramen Noir. The establishment acquired a recipe for accordion potatoes, a server named Pris Morton, three bar stools, a drink machine specifically designed for beer, and a cleaning robot named Cleaner X1A. This latter addition shared the same shift length preferences as the human staff, demonstrating a sense of camaraderie.
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