16 August 2017 @ 08:21 pm
 
 
Jim looks far more chilled than the last time he was downstairs. Okay, black leather still makes up the majority of his appearance - because it always does - but he looks far less sharp, far less strung out, and perhaps on the verge of relaxed. He's commandeered a sofa by the fire this time, lying over it and strumming an acoustic guitar, quietly singing some old blues tunes. 

 
 
14 August 2017 @ 10:29 am
It is definitely cool to be back here. Mr. Tetu isn't super clear on how it happens, the whole...thing with like...occasionally the art room closet door opens onto a multiversal bar? It's happened a couple times before now, maybe about a year apart, and...yeah? So that's a thing? A pretty cool thing!

Since he's here, and probably stuck here for a few days, he's making himself comfortable with a beer and a sketch pad and his phone, taking photos and drawing pictures for future inspiration.




((AU week Djehuty. Mr. Tetu is an avatar of Thoth, who normally protects a high school that's afflicted with outbreaks of horror and magic weirdness. (aka, a multiversal high school AU from RP of ages long past.) He's pretty chill.))
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11 August 2017 @ 03:50 pm
The door opens a crack, and Big Joe Turner's "Shake, Rattle & Roll" blares through.

"No, no, I want both versions, this and Bill Haley's," says a German-accented voice in English, obviously in conversation with someone. "I don't care what the parents say, it's for the kids, not them. ...Yes, well, I don't care what they say about me either, I think we've established that by now. Be back in a minute, darlings."

The door swings open further and Emcee turns around and--

"Ah. Well, well. Here we are again."

He lets the door shut behind him as he clutches a clipboard under his arm and tucks a pencil behind his ear.

This particular Emcee is wearing blue jeans with the cuffs rolled up, Chuck Taylors with no socks, and a black t-shirt with the sleeves fashionably cut off. His hair is a floppy, silvery-gray, and thick, black-rimmed spectacles sit upon the bridge of his nose.

It's probably time for a wine break.

[OOC: AU Emcee is older and almost 10 years after WWII.]
 
 
27 June 2017 @ 12:11 pm
 
The main room has been taken over by small construction models. A vidscreen message comes to inform Djehuty that Milliways is observing an important holiday of a race of mechanical beings; and would he like to try a different form?

He looks with some doubt at the options: a giant metal ibis, a young baboon, a TI-85 graphing calculator, a tall bespectacled human in a black suit, a rocket of the sort he recognizes from pictures of the first Moon landing. All very nice, but could this magic affect him? At any rate, he declines. But in the spirit of cultural exchange, he sits for an hour or two with a glass of wine and constructs a lego temple complex.
 
 
01 June 2017 @ 05:17 pm
 
The weather in Milliways is finally coming a little bit closer to Djehuty's tastes. Not that he needs to feel the cold, or the wind, or the snow, or the raw semi-Scottish damp, if he doesn't want to. But it's nice now to feel a bit of sun.

In fact, he's liking it so much that he's even contemplating starting a little Milliways-style garden by his mansion in the Duat. So there's an ibis-headed man striding serenely amongst the various plantings, taking notes.


((Oof, it's bedtime for me, but I'll be back!))
 
 
30 April 2017 @ 09:57 pm
Garnet walks into the bar.

She (she will do, as a pronoun, though it doesn’t mean quite what it does for humans) is tall and dark and impassive. She is bemused—what is this weirdly ordinary-looking place, and how has it supervened upon the Crystal Gems’ portal? She is concerned—is there someone or something at work on their portal, perhaps some technology from Homeworld? She is, perhaps, a little entertained, especially when she looks at the welcome brochure.

None of these feelings show on her face, as she walks in with Pearl.

Pearl, a step behind, is a study in contrasts: fluttering along, visibly and vocally concerned. "Did it work? Do you see it? Oh! It worked! We're here! You see, just like I told you!"

"I see," is all Garnet says.

There's a fireplace, filled with fish. Garnet and Pearl gravitate there. It's good a place to stand and view the bar--and also the fish.

[ooc: tag in for Garnet, and for the occasional Pearl popping in at will, since Pearl-mun is away for a bit!]
 
 
31 March 2017 @ 09:17 am
 
Hmm. So there is apparently a great disturbance in the Force. Or something like that: anyway, when Djehuty drops by Milliways for a little visit it's plain that people's souls have all gotten mixed up in some wretched disease or other.

But it's not his jurisdiction, and he wouldn't want to step on the mysterious Landlord's toes, or Lady Bar's, and he only has one person keeping a small shrine for him here; he's not about to start throwing around healing magic uninvited. He'll just...sit here comfortably with some wine and dates, making small talk with Bar, and keeping an eye on things.

...Since he's going to be here for a while, Bar offers him a pack of playing cards and a rulebook for 51 varieties of solitaire.
 
 
01 February 2017 @ 02:04 pm
 
 When Cat finds Milliways, she heads straight for Bar for some food. She's over being sick, has finally pulled herself free of GCPD and Bruce Wayne (although she had to lie to his cute face to do it), and is generally pretty happy with the world.

Of course, it couldn't last, right? In addition to her requested food (fish and chips in this case), she gets several math workbooks and a note. "Hatshepsut, Khufu, and Ptolemy decided you needed to work on your education. Please return these to me when you have completed what work you are able to accomplish in your visit today."

Cat groans and bags her head on the stack of homework...barwork?
 
 
16 January 2017 @ 11:48 am
 
Seimei has been away from Milliways, but now he's back. And doing that silly thing with the shikigami again. This new origami paper he just got has kicked his creative instincts into high gear!

That's why there are flocks of peacocks rendered in colorful paper strutting their way around the floor, venerable-looking miniature owls perched on the shelves behind the Bar, and scale-model paper parrots roosting in the rafters or inviting themselves to people's tables and repeating things they say.

At some point Seimei starts making origami flowers, and has paper falcons deliver them to randomly selected patrons throughout the establishment.
 
 
01 October 2016 @ 10:13 pm
 
The figure who slips into Milliways is clearly an ordinary, boring scientist.

Definitely not a velociraptor in a trenchcoat and goggles. Nope! Definitely an ordinary, boring scientist.

(Weirdly, though, he probably will pass muster unless someone stares directly at him, or starts to actually converse with him. The joys of being from a genre where this works!)

The Ordinary Scientist heads upstairs, to...

well...

It's a room filled with lab equipment and it has a very official-looking plaque on the door! So it must be the official Milliways Science Lab. (Definitely not a fake science lab full of non-functional equipment that X-23 put together to distract this guy. Why would you think something like that?)

The plaque on the door reads, FORBIDDEN FROM USE BY UNAPPROVED SCIENTISTS. THIS MEANS YOU, DOCTOR DINOSAUR. With a broad and extremely toothy cunning grin, the scientist slips inside. (He's very good at opening doors. He's even good at not slamming his tail in them when he closes them afterwards!)

Once inside the room, he sheds the lab coat, wiggles his claws eagerly, and sets to work on the equipment.

We mentioned that it's non-functional, right?

[OOC: The last link goes to a video, but the others are just prior threads. Doctor Dinosaur can be found in the bar in his Totally Convincing Ordinary Scientist guise, or in the decoy science lab upstairs.]
 
 
22 August 2016 @ 10:01 pm
 
The latest arrival through the door is... uh. It sure looks like a velociraptor!

But not the kind you'd design if you had, for example, paid attention to paleontological discoveries over the past twenty-odd years. Not even the kind you'd design if you'd read the Wikipedia entry on velociraptors. This is, instead, the kind of velociraptor you'd design if you'd just watched Jurassic Park approximately a dozen times.

It's brown. It's got pebbly scales. It's got huge sharp claws. It's got beady yellow eyes. It's got extremely pointy teeth.

It's also got an assortment of miscellaneous objects (including a briefcase, a duffle bag, two small cardboard boxes, a notebook, a pencil case, and a complete set of grilling implements) strapped to its back, and a weird-looking remote control held together with duct tape clutched in one set of wicked claws. So it's probably not actually from Jurassic Park.

"HAHAHA! MY BRILLIANT PLAN HAS -- succeeded?"

"--SUCCEEDED!"

Dr. Dinosaur, meet Milliways. Milliways, meet Dr. Dinosaur.

[OOC: Okay, I yield, I yield: I must sleep. You are all wonderful. <333 This post is still open, but I probably won't be able to pick up tags until tomorrow night EST.]
 
 
06 August 2016 @ 08:43 pm
 
In one corner of the bar, there is a boy and a bird.

AJ has the little violet budgie on the end of his left index finger. In front of him is a small, light, spiky rubber ball. With his right hand, he gently tosses the ball over to the next table.

The bird flies over to the next table, picks up the spiky ball, and looks back over at him. AJ holds his left hand still, and taps his finger twice. The bird flies back, with the little ball, drops it on the table, and hops back onto his finger.

AJ looks pleased with the result, and gives the bird a little treat, before throwing the ball again.

[Tinytag: AU Week (Post here)]
 
 
27 July 2016 @ 03:43 pm
 
 
Jim had a very strange but kind of great day with Sherlock, and it's left him out of sorts. He's restless again, anxious to get back to jail and get it over with but also dreading it because it's just. soooooooooo. boring

He comes downstairs to order some parts so he can build a new computer hub upstairs, but he's not sure he can be bothered with that either. Drones, then. The motor's burned out on one and it won't fly. He could just leave it up as a static but that's stupid and lazy, so he chucks a chair on top of a corner table and hauls himself up into the rafters to fetch it. God, he misses having staff to do this shit. Maybe he'll recruit some.

He's up there a while. It strikes him as the perfect opportunity to carve another hidden message for Sherlock, carefully worded, carefully coded, carefully concealed so he'll never find it. Why would he? He doesn't even know to look.

He can be found later, sprawled on a sofa by the Window, covered in dust and idly fixing the broken drone, watching the universe explode. Stuff blowing up helps him think, and he's got a lot on his mind these days.



[OOC: Link is both sweet, and very definitely NSFW. Post open until the weekend. Can be caught in the rafters if you prefer!]
 
 
25 July 2016 @ 09:52 am
 
It's been a little while since Djehuty last wandered into Milliways. He's been keeping busy: recording judgments on the dead, administrating the divine kingdom, seeing that the sun survives the night to rise in the morning, keeping the moon bright. God stuff. But really, he could do with a little bit of a break, couldn't he?

So there's a tall ibis-headed gentleman in the bar. First, of course, he makes his courtesy offering to the Milliways powers that be, this time a heavy gold armlet placed ceremoniously on the bar. And then, hmm hmmm, hmmmmm, hmmmmmmmm... a goblet of wine, a plate of chickpea fritters, a bowl of fruit? Perhaps a mulberry ice?
 
 
11 March 2016 @ 10:52 am
 
There's a tall, ibis-headed gentleman in Milliways today. As usual, he comes with an offering, this time a basketful of red flowers that he leaves with Bar before politely murmuring that a plate of chickpea fritters would not be taken amiss if she felt like providing.

When the plate appears, along with a goblet of wine, Djehuty takes them over to one end of the bar and settles in for a nice snack, looking up at the television to watch the squid soap opera.

(It's quite engrossing. From time to time he exclaims to himself quietly: really? those two were siblings separated when they first hatched?)
 
 
07 January 2016 @ 09:29 pm
If you pass near the fireplace, you will hear something that sounds like this.

The source turns out to be Seimei, playing an instrument that looks like this:


Said instrument is sitting on a board, which in turn is resting across the arms of the chair Seimei (wearing dark-grey bamboo-patterned kimono and black hakama) is sitting in.

Botherable, although he will probably take the time to finish his current piece before he talks to you.
 
 
28 November 2015 @ 08:05 am
 
Snow! There is snow! Courtesy of Snow Leopard Woman, there is snow. And it is fascinating.

People stepping outside will also see an ibis-headed gentleman in a kilt sitting very still on a low seat in the snow, concentrating, drawing individual snowflakes. But he's not all study: a troop of baboons has colonized the Milliways grounds, bounding through the snow and hurling snowballs at one another; and several ibises, less delighted, are stalking through the stuff on their long legs.
 
 
27 November 2015 @ 10:01 pm
 
In the night, singing rolls over the mountains like thunder, the sound reverberating around the hills into a crescendo - and there, at the heart of the storm, the snow leopard stalks across the mountains, bringing heavy, heavy clouds in her wake.

In the morning, the music has all but faded, muffled almost to silence by a blanket of snow drawn down from the mountains until it tucks under the chin of the bar.

The only mar in the pristine surface is a trail of paw prints in the snow... blurring into footprints where a woman in a long, long fur coat has paused at the door into the bar.

The Snow Leopard Woman looks as though she's rather pleased with her work.
 
 
22 October 2015 @ 09:47 pm
 
'Tis the season for leaf-viewing parties among the members of the Shinto pantheon. Seimei was out of favor with the others last year and was therefore only invited to small, intimate gatherings that he actually wanted to attend, with people who he considered his friends. This year, alas, he is back in the good graces (barely) of the pantheon, and so has received invitations to several more formal events that he considers utterly tedious. He cannot decline to attend, however, without snubbing people who are considerably more powerful and important than he is.

So, from now until the trees are bare, he is going to have little time to pursue his work or interests at home. Fortunately he can steal a little time at Milliways to preserve his sanity and attack his latest project for several hours at a time.

Seimei is at a table by the Window, dressed in a kimono with a sash of greenish-brownish-gold. He has a Tarot manual and appears to be studying it intensely, taking copious notes, and occasionally making little sketches.
 
 
12 September 2015 @ 12:57 pm
 
It's a beautiful day in the Milliways neighborhood, a beautiful day for a neighbor...or a visitor, whatever. Djehuty has been here since a little before sunrise, having decided to observe the Milliways version of the phenomenon; now he's walking about the grounds at a leisurely pace, stopping here to admire a clump of thistles and there to contemplate the view of the lake. He takes a look at the stables, considers the baby goats, studies the forge, strolls through the garden.

But there's nothing so contemplative or meditative in his air as to discourage interruption!
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