(no subject)

[redeemed-one.livejournal.com]

Anakin. Tea. Bar.

What more can I say?

(no subject)

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

[[OOC: from here.]]

Asar-Suti comes in from the lake area, faun-shaped, looking for Gil.

[[Summary: Asar-Suti asks Gil whether he wants to be free, but the faun prefers to bounce cutlery and pinch fruit, so they get cherries and head outside for pit-spitting competitions.]]

(no subject)

[bythebrook.livejournal.com]

Ophelia has left two notes with the bar, one for Aziraphael and one for Crowley. Each will be delivered with a bottle of Atlantean.

(no subject)

[futures_of_ash]

Rachel at the bar looking rather thoughtful. It's probably been a rough day, but she's sipping orange juice and watching the clock.

Out of Milliways: Indy's bedroom

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

( On his mind... )

(no subject)

[of-all-blood.livejournal.com]

Cynric laid in the grass at the lakeside on his stomach, Lorrin draped over his legs, in silent conversation with the great lir. His fingers trailed over the lake's water. He'd decided that, if for truth, time stood still for him outside, he could certainly stand to spend more time here. Here, so often, seemed much better than there.

By the lake

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*Aziraphael and Roland both emerge from the bar, weapons in hand. A strange pair, perhaps.

The angel chooses an area of flat ground, free of tree roots and the like, and turns to face Roland*

Does this suit?

Breakfast at Milliways - millichannel marker

[wellthrownstone.livejournal.com]

*Garion runs downstairs, struggling with his shirt. It's mostly not on, tangled up in his arms and head like it is at the moment, and he barely misses a wall only by the grace of Belar (though one wonders what sort of grace a Bear god might have. Certainly not the grace of a ballerina or somesuch). He does, however, manage to walk into the bar almost like a bad joke before tugging the offending piece of clothing down. With a slight roll of his eyes, he starts the coffee and the kettle before turning to the bar in general.*

Breakfast?

(no subject)

[clumsy_auror]

[OOC: Letter to Aziraphael]

(no subject)

[ushouldcwhatic.livejournal.com]

It's morning, and Johnny's stopping in again. No fried paradoxes this time, going with the slightly healthier breakfast sandwich. Same mug of coffee though. He was also keeping an eye out to investigate the recent troubles with transformations and memory alterations.

(no subject)

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

And there's somebody singing as they head down to the Bar, wearing a T-shirt and shorts. Not very good singing, but a lot of enthusiasm. Had a lounge act quality to it too.

Dr. Venkman was actually in a good mood. Probably the best mood he's been in since he first arrived in Milliways. Definitely the best mood since he's been Bound.

Amazing when you get some decent rest for once.

((In progress, OOC Summary: Peter Venkman and Ivy Walker meet, and there's much flirting, and bonding over being Bound, wha-hey.))

(no subject)

[blind-courage.livejournal.com]

Another morning, another chipper blind girl eating oatmeal at the bar. She rather enjoyed her daily routine, although she was beginning to grow moderately bored with being cooped up so much. Perhaps she would take a walk today, after breakfast.

She would certainly not be opposed to good company.


[Summary: All threads are still in-progress except for #1.
1. Barry and Ivy discuss courting, tomboys and Caspian. Ivy blushes.
2. Atreyu and Ivy flirt a bit and discuss reading.
3. Caspian and Ivy flirt mercilessly, and then decide to go on another walk, slowtimed/continued here.
4. Cuthbert and Ivy meet, exchange niceties and discuss breakfast food.]

(no subject)

[slayer_fray]

(OOM: Mel finds Mikey)

(no subject)

[gone_byebye]

Ray makes his way into the bar and puts up the MILLIWAYS ACTING EPIDEMIOLOGIST sign again at the first table he can find. Before even ordering a drink he takes out his PDA, quietly touches his tongue to a panel on one side of the device, and murmurs into its microphone port. The screen flickers to life, and he starts scribbling furiously with the stylus:

( Known Cases So Far. )

Satisfied, he tucks the device back in his pocket and gets up to go to the bar for breakfast and a drink.

(no subject)

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

[OOC: letter to Tonks]

Kim tells Chase about how she broke Jack a few nights ago. Chase does not take it well.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/]

There once was an agent named Chase,
Who killed half of the human race,
By an accident--rather silly--
Of crack that was Milli.
And now there is a sad look on his face.

Chase comes in from the lake with a towel slung over his shoulder, wearing Hawaiian-patterned swim trunks and a damp t-shirt.

He sits in a booth, orders some pancakes, and tries not to drip all over the floor.

Come talk to him--he's making a concentrated effort not to look unhappy, and would like a chance to try out his acting skills.

(no subject)

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Brief OOM. Also: my connection might die. Be warned.]

Anthy is playing cards with Chuchu at a corner table.

Chuchu's winning.

(no subject)

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti is sitting outside, in the garden, going through a huge stack of seed packets, sorting them by some arcane criteria.

He has given up on reading the tiny print on the back of the packages, and determines their use and further fate by some other, equally arcane means.

He's got a pint of Guiness. Please feel free to disturb and wonder.

Off to Las Vegas

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

His morning chats with friends done, Barry went to his room for his luggage. He checked his pocket to make sure he had his wallet - something he hadn't needed in a very long time, he thought - and locked up. He adjusted the St. Louis Cardinals cap the Bar gave him, put his sunglasses in the pocket of the garment bag, and went to the Bar.

At the Bar, he waited impatiently. The old buzz of travel was present. As was the nervousness he felt. This was a big deal. Leaving the Bar at all. Leaving with Sara. And everything they planned.

Ten minutes (an eternity) later, Sara came down, with much less luggage since they would be going to her hometown, after all.

"Cute hat," she says as she comes over and gives him a hug and kiss.

"Told you I grew up rooting for the Cards. Got everything we need?"

"We do now," she says, smiling, as she first takes his garment bag and then loops her free arm through his. He takes his suitcase, and she guides him to the door. "You ready, Barry?"

"Yes. It's just the first time I'm leaving since I got here. It's a big step." He exhales, clearly antsy.

"No time like the present."

"Yup."

Sara opens the door, and for the first time in a long while, there is no speedster in the Bar...

(no subject)

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack at a table
with a cup of apple tea
reading a good book.

splash




[ooc: mun and her awful poetry will be leaving about 1:30 MST.]

(no subject)

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly Kane walks back into the bar, orders some more coffee and puts a note on the Bar.

"Can you give this to any and all friends of Bernard's, please? And hey, anyone else who looks fun? Of course, Bernard can't see it. Thanks again for all your help!"

( Dear Friend of Bernard )

Feeding time

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard wanders in from New Orleans with Joshua in his arms. He grabs a bottle of formula from Bar and curls up on the couch to feed his son.

(no subject)

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

Where is Cla-ire? Where is Cla-ire?
At the bar! At the bar!
Cautiously approach her,
She'll likely confuse you.
Buy her a drink! Buy her a drink!



[[summary: Claire convinces Jaina to play an "Earth game"; meets Penny, who isn't at all disturbd by her swearing or bluntness; confuses Ace with her clothing preferences; and finally, she tells Sawyer about kissing Charlie and then takes him upstairs for a surprise.]]

(no subject)

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*I've never been to war, a soldier never was.
But I know a god of war, and I love him, just because.

I've never seen the Landlord, or understand his ways
But I have been at Millways bar, and happy for many days


In words not mangled from Emily Dickinson poetry, Penny at the Bar, with a beer and a smile*

(no subject)

[transgenic-max.livejournal.com]

A too-thin, drained-looking Max is curled up in a booth, sipping chocolate milk (because everything is better when it's chocolatey) and flipping through a dog-eared mythology book. She seems to be mostly staring blankly at the pages, her mind elsewhere.

Feel free to distract the X5.

((Summary: Max learns about auras from Serena, and meets Rachel, who offers to help her deal with the trauma of her reeducation at Manticore.))

(no subject)

[kayip.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Behrooz dreams again, but of a very different future.]

(no subject)

[femme-wizard.livejournal.com]

There was a witch-woman from Lanc'
Who trained as a wizard in Ankh.
She was buzzed by a fly
And now he's a guy,
And his witchcraft got flushed down the tank.

And he's not happy about it. And he's in the bar.

(no subject)

[bedside-manners.livejournal.com]

When Janet woke up this morning, she was craving fruit salad for a reason that she hasn't yet discovered. So there she is, at the bar, with a very yummy fruit salad and a glass of water.

[ooc: Ghost!Guppy meets up with Janet and asks her if she knows anything about personality changes and memory loss]

(no subject)

[and-far-away.livejournal.com]

Sharpe carries his shooting target, the red paint of the rings now dry, down into the bar and settles in a booth after getting a little more paint from the Bar.

Purely for his own amusement and (bitter) satisfaction, he produces a smallish knife and starts to carve the Prince of Orange's insignia into the bullseye, evidently intending to paint the lines when he's done.

His rifle is propped against the wall in the far side of the booth.

(no subject)

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Elaine is out by the lake today, with her shoes and stockings upon the bank. Her skirts are kilted up around her knees and she is wading in the water. The water feels good on her feet and legs. It's a very warm day.

She might also be planting water lilies. It's not something she's done before. The Bar gave her a book about them.

Come ask her what she's doing...or just keep her company. She'd love company.

(no subject)

[forsaken-bard.livejournal.com]

Asmodean is down in the bar playing the piano. He seems to be playing nothing but simple scales, and other rudimentary exercises. The bard feels the need to practice after his tenure on the injured list.

Come visit him.

[OOC: Mun is doing research. Occasional breaks for science. Expect slowtime when mun goes home in a bit, until after supper. The mun has gone home. Do not tag this entrance, the bard will have another later on.]

Challenges Max to strip poker, they leave for his room.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason stumbles into the bar from the lake door. Twigs, leaves and the like are still sticking out of his hair. He must have slept outside again. Armed with a hamburger and chocolate milkshake from the Bar, he takes a seat. He's rested, go ahead and bug him.
OOC: Mun is off to work. May be back tonight. Will catch up to any tags.

(no subject)

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith's in a bar, with food and coffee.

And a very sly grin.

Brave enough to ask why?

(no subject)

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

[OOM, Millitimed to last night: After running out of the bar on Nita, a breaky Jack finds some help from an unlikely source.]

(no subject)

[sideshowrobert.livejournal.com]

Once again, there was a wolf in the Bar. And Bob was truly beginning to enjoy this. He was even considering taking up residence in the woods for a long while, and leaving the prison behind. He had the sleek authority of a wolf, the power of his keen intellect, and the means to make both work together.

And then the door opened. Bob was curious. It had never opened for him before. Of course, he hasd opposable thumbs before. He looked thourgh the doorway and saw a cell. Maybe it was time to go home? Maybe it was time to have fun with Cecil.

Oh, why not, he thought. By now the Bar had made it clear that he was always welcome. So he would go, and have his little fun with Cecil, and come back for dinner.

And so Bob went through the door...

OOM, in a Place Called Springfield

[sideshowrobert.livejournal.com]

Bob's Big Adventure

(no subject)

[fenderfrontman.livejournal.com]

More roses wait to be claimed.

( Susan Delgado )

( Andrew Wells )

(no subject)

[mnt_mike]

[Previously on Milliways:
Everybody's broken and nobody knows why.

Today they learn. Mel/Mike the morning after.]

(no subject)

[shaped-jeedai.livejournal.com]

There's a quiet young woman in a booth in the back, scribbling away in alien languages... bits of Massassi that she still remembers from when she and Anakin opened the Golden Globe ("Peace to all. We are the Massassi."), and a few Yuuzhan Vong phrases that would make sense only to shapers or warriors.

Names, too. Names in English and Aurebesh and a few in the Yuuzhan Vong alphabet, but not many.

She's still wearing those damned socks.

(no subject)

[agirllost]

[OOM: Last night, Kim dreamed of helping her dad, with special guest Asmodean.]

(no subject)

[bloodyrockgod]

The front door opens
on the Big Easy--through it
comes the ex-angel.

The musician comes
behind, carrying a gift
for Ace, the pyro.

There might be more gifts,
but distribution later.
The boys go upstairs.

(no subject)

[testpilot-hal.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Wake up, Hal.]

(no subject)

[stilljustandrew]

*Andrew's sitting at a table with a half-finished and completely-forgotten sandwich sitting forlornly at his elbow.*

*He's poring over his list. Or possibly 'brooding' might be a better word.*

(no subject)

[gone_byebye]

[OOM: Asar-Suti takes Ray to see a certain room-mate of his.]

Ray strides back into the main part of the Bar, dressed in his civvies but wearing goggles, gloves, and proton pack. He heads straight to the message board and adds the following to his notice with a Sharpie marker:

"PLEASE REPORT ALL INSECT BITES OR SUSPECTED INSECT BITES. We have reason to believe the problem is caused or carried by a flying insect. THIS MUST BE STOPPED. Thank you."

Then he turns and heads up the stairs to his room.

(no subject)

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

Jaina's sitting at a table, a neglected altha protein drink within arms reach, sheets of flimsi scattered around. She has her primer opened, as well as a book, which she's currently taking notes on in Aurebesh. She's been working most of the day, and can probably do with a distraction.

(no subject)

[not-like-lilly.livejournal.com]

*Petunia re-enters the bar, looking rather more timid than she has in months. The last time she was in, she felt oddly without clear reason. Not sick, just . . . different. And she hasn't been able to knit anything since.

Come talk to her. Better yet, startle her. A lot*

Out of Milliways: Indy and Mike's suite

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

( Goodbye gray skies, hello blue... )

[Summary: Indy and Mike clear the air prior to the party. After a cameo for unwanted mental images of a naked Bernard, Indy apologizes for upsetting Mel and finds out why Mike was so down. Tense moments on both ends, and then some very interesting sharing from both parties. Everything resolves happily, with the usual lewd jokes. Now Indy just has to talk to Mel...]

Midday at Milliways - And Bartending!

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Two functions for the price of one post! Tony's just stepped behind the bar, donning apron and towel. When the counters are sufficiently clean Tony turns his attentions to the bar at large and asks,

"What'll it be?"

(also millichannel marker)

[ ooc: summary is in the backroom ]

(no subject)

[prydeful]

OOM: Kitty talks to the doctors, settles payment with the hospital staff, and orders the genetic testing of the tissue done, with the results going to her.

And she is in the bar again, because there are still people she needs to talk to, and because she can't deal with being in the hospital any longer.

Kitty's not tired--she did sleep--but she's worn out. And so she sits in a chair by the fire, just thinking.

[ooc: Summary to come, all threads slowtimed. Telling Jaina about the miscarriage, telling Snow about it, welcoming Lilly back and talking about miscarriage and blushing on British Boys with the name Pevensie.]

(no subject)

[oldschooljedi.livejournal.com]

Here's a face that the bar hasn't seen in a while. Qui-Gon is sitting at a table, nursing a mug of tea, and looking, perhaps a little more pensive than usual. However, such as he is, Qui-Gon is in the bar, as his mun is rather out of good poetry ideas.

(no subject)

[in-it.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Raph just barely saves Andrew from breakage. Witness his leet Woobie-handling skillz. Walls are punched, bottles thrown, names called, threats made. It all ends with some ever-so-manly friend!schmoop, though. Who woulda thunk it? Millitimed to last night.]

In Which Svava tells Duo that Max is alright, and they then discuss the technology of warfare.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Cue Svava, at a table. She has her atlas there, a few pages bookmarked as she flips between them. She's using a few city maps as guides for the city map she's trying to work on. New York City, Florence, Antlantis and Las Vegas are helping her to map out Asgard- though thankfully Svava is using a pencil to draw it, because the eraser is being used copiously.

She will get to trying to spell out the names in phonetic english afterward.

(no subject)

[mollyprewett.livejournal.com]

There was a little girl who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead;
When she was good, she was very, very good,
And when she was bad she was horrid.

[ooc: Responses may be a little slow, as mun is still recuperating]

(no subject)

[sai_delgado]

Susan Delgado comes out of the staff quarters and goes to the bar, smiling as she asks for a cup of hot chocolate. The cocoa appears, along with two roses, pure white and black-red entwined together. Her name is on a note attached to the flowers, and she slowly picks them up, staring at them-- and remembering what Meg has told her, say true.

Moments later, Susan is curled up on the couch, silent and no longer smiling. She is watching the room very carefully, with a more-than-occasional glance to the rafters.

The roses-- white uppermost-- are lying on the low table nearby, where she can see them clearly as well.

[Summary: Susan, with scary!roses, sits on the couch watching the rafters. People notice, and so she meets Lysistrata and Bianca both for the first time, and talks with the latter about vampires and obsession; talks with Roland about his swordwork with the angel, gunslingers-as-weapons, and how there's nothing really to worry about from the Phantom, probably; and then with Cuthbert about said Phantom, who shows up and is tackled from the rafters by Faith while 'Bert is gunslingery-and-protective at the same time. There are snarky secretive puns. Poor hellfly-bitten Roger ends up in the cells.]

(no subject)

[white_flowers]

She has not been visibly present in the bar for some time, it would seem. But Time itself is the key, and there are those who have some skill with such things, even here, at least to a small degree. Blodwen Rowlands is one of them.

And when the woman in white sits down at a booth, it is almost as if no time has passed; she does not appear concerned about her seeming absence. Needles flash and click as she works on her knitting, and something is beginning to take shape-- something soft, something the silvery-grey color of storm clouds and mist.

(no subject)

[tibetanmethod]

There's a highly distracted, sleep-deprived FBI agent pacing back and forth between the bar and the front door.

No matter how many times he pulls or pushes, the door won't open.

He's starting to look paranoid. In addition, he's suffering from a definite lack of damn good coffee.



[Summary: Cooper bumps into Elaine for the first time -- literally -- and interrogates questions her on her experiences with death and dying; he finds Hannibal Lecter in tiger form and they talk about the nature of God and Ego before both their true natures emerge from behind the politeness and philosophy.]

(no subject)

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

[OOM: By the lake, Claire and Indy have another tutoring session.]


[[summary: Claire's peculiar behavior distracts Indy and after clearing up the matter of which of her friends actually likes him, they decide to cancel the session for that week.]]

(no subject)

[smallestopener]

*Ingress does not bounce into the bar as she usually does. She looks thoughtful as she walks to the bar with crayons and paper. Climbing up on a barstool, she gets a milkshake from Bar and begins colouring.

Her picture is of a brown-haired boy and she's printed "Hav yu Seen Gavroche? He is Lost." at the top.*

(no subject)

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

(OOM: Ace has a bit of an adventure)

Ace cheerily walks through the front door, a small gift-wrapped package in hand. There's a seeping cut above her right eye, her clothes are torn and dusty, she's limping a bit, and she looks like she's having a grand time. The fire-bright grin combined with her slightly mangled apperance might have something to do with why the store clerk had been so very helpful. She's whistling, a tad off-key, as she heads to the Bar for some dinner.

(no subject)

[http://users.livejournal.com/_chappy_/]

After spending a very busy day reading, eating, napping and walking around the lake; Ryan is in the bar.

He's sitting at a table looking through old issues of The Economist (fun, I know) and drinking water (a non-caffeinated beverage - the horror). Come and talk to him, if you want.

(no subject)

[in-it.livejournal.com]

There was a broken slightly bent Woobie inna bar. He was brooding silently over some chicken pot pie, after spending all day hiding in his room.

Wait. Brooding? The Woobie? Yes, it really was him and not his twin. Anyone was welcome to try and make him realize life doesn't suck, as even when he's pissy, he's still usually polite.

(no subject)

[bohemian-mark.livejournal.com]

And Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary.....
Mark is in the bar, sitting at a table with his camera. He looks like he wants to talk to people, but not exactly sure where his courage came from. Bug him, please!

Sing us a song...

[forsaken-bard.livejournal.com]

Asmodean is down in the bar playing the piano. He's singing softly as he plays. It sounds like a heinously depressing version of Dust in the Wind. If this was the way the orginal had been written Kansas would have gone the way of Kurt Cobain. His voice is soft, but filled with hopelessness. It is the despair of a man who has had everything slip from him in a moment.

I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity

Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind

Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see

Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind

Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, all your money won't another minute buy

Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind

95 & Van Helsing discuss file corruption & pirated software before he fobs her off on Connor.

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

There's a young lady in a Japanese school uniform perched at the bar, consuming a bowl of noodles with "MEMORY" written on the side. A long, thin bundle wrapped in blue fabric is accompanying her.

In short, nothing particularly new, to veterans. Or people from most anime settings.

(no subject)

[guppy_sandhu]

Ghost!Guppy is in the bar, sitting on one of the beams, people watching and trying to think. But he'll hop down from there if he sees somebody to talk to.

[ooc: correction. Ghost!Guppy is no longer in the bar because his mun is about to go/has gone to bed.]

(no subject)

[mini-supes.livejournal.com]

Kon doesn't look so zonked out anymore. No, instead he looks confused. He's staring at the viewing window, but he doesn't seem to be really -seeing- it: his mind is a million miles away.

Oh yeah, and the hair is still there. But that's just a given right now.

Summary in Post

[chelleuncurled]

There's a Michelle sitting in a booth.

"No, I was so close this time!" Michelle puts the card on the table and sighs.

She's playing solitaire and she keeps losing.

Anyone want to show her another game?

[OOC: Summary - Michelle and Elaine talked about being at court, Elaine's history, Michelle's family and singing ability (or lack of it). Then, Michelle spotted Jack Bauer and she tried to find out how he was doing and convince him to eat along with other woeful topics (slowtimed).]

Entrance Post

[wisdom-and-war.livejournal.com]

The door opens to admit a grey-eyed woman in ancient Grecian armor, complete with helm and spear. Embossed on her breastplate is the head of Medusa.

She stops just inside the door, surveying her surroundings calmly. This is not Olympus, she notes.

(no subject)

[steadfastknight]

[Thread: In which Ray comes to check on Kitt and tells him about the Hellfly - at which point Kitt wonders if he should invest in a beekeeper's suit for the good of all involved with him. They solidify some plans about the desert race, and Michael steals a sandwich. Kitt offers Ray driving lessons (who better to teach driving than a car, really?) and agrees with semi-declared kinship to Egon Spengler. The car facepalms over the tricks played between MIT and CalTech - which begin in the eighties, lucky him - before Ray goes upstairs to check his experiments. Kitt and Michael go on to discuss their team and Ray's, and Kitt actually teases his partner about old memories. Kitt also threatens to sing Leo Sayre songs, segueing into telling Michael about his efforts at music. Memories return, starting with 'Take It Easy', by the Eagles (go watch the pilot episode, Knight of the Phoenix, if you want to get the joke). Then they decide on making an effort with seat covers and floormats until Kitt can be fully reupholstered, and that Kitt needs a good test run around the lake before they decide whether or not to take the train to their next vacation destination. That said, they head upstairs and hit bed to be ready for the next day's tests.]

Kitt entered the bar. If he was accompanied, he didn't seem to know. But hunger leads to one end - and that end, here, was the bar. He also had plans to request a tent to set up around Ecto so they could begin work. He'd likely end up going to find the car (and from what Michael said, oh good heavens, the car...) later on.

So, as it stood, there was a slender young man at the bar, quietly requesting sandwiches.

(no subject)

[http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/]

Once a hobbit, filled with ire, was consumed and died in fire,
And transported (not by wire) where he had not been before.
There he sits beneath a table, dismayed now that he is able,
To remember that he’s more than capable of ruining what he loved before.
Thinking of a day upcoming which he dreads for ever more,
Quoth the hobbit, “Please, no more.”

translation: Smeagol, under a table, obviously depressed. Come cheer him up, or at least buy him a beer or something. He’s tiny and pathetic.

(no subject)

[excessive-speed.livejournal.com]

Jenni is sitting in front of the door. No, not at a booth, not at the bar... in front of the -door-. She's staring at it, as if she's not quite sure what to make of it.

Which is true.

She's never seen it since she sped in that first day.

(no subject)

[maxwellsdemon02]

If you cannot stop for Death
He'll kindly stop for you.
So why not sit with him and talk
And have a drink or two?

So have a seat, he knows no haste,
And you can put away
Your labor, and your leisure too,
When you're in Milliways!


Duo is still experimenting with his cat's cradle. He's moved up to a more complicated 'Jacob's ladder', now. The sad remains of a picked apart sandwich sit at the end table next to his comfy chair.

(no subject)

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie, downstairs, book
in hand. He sits. It's quiet.
The coffee is hot.



[ooc: Delia and Richard are both shocked to find hellfly'd Charlie drinking coffee. And that's before the music issue comes up.]

(no subject)

[shelley_winters]

Shelley is sitting at the bar with lists, which she is staring at with some irritation. She has been trying to work out rehearsal groups for the circus for a while now, and looks vaguely confused.

Someone come and help, hinder or distract her?

(no subject)

[nonookie4u.livejournal.com]

Lysistrata likes trying something new everyday. She's been hearing about this "coffee" thing and has asked the bar for some. Unfortunately she didn't specify that there should be cream and sugar in it as well. So now we have one hyper Strata. Please talk to her, or she may explode.

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[gil-whimple.livejournal.com]

Passing the blackboard as Gil enters the bar, something prompts him to pick up the chalk - habit probably - and he scribbles enthusiastically for a moment or two, finishing off with a perfectly legible smilie faun.

He has mislaid Sooty and is searching for him in a slightly worried sort of way, when he remembers that's what he's looking for. In the meantime he's quite happy to talk to anyone else.

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[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Claire attempts to get some information out of Sawyer. She is rather effective at it, actually. Not really adult, but might as well be.]

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[not-like-lilly.livejournal.com]

*Petunia's spent the past few hours running through the woods. The creepiness has been forgotten in the exhileration she feels from the sheer joy of running. But even with the new endurance, she can only run for so long, so now she's resting by the side of the lake, head on her paws, exhausted and utterly happy*

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[key-youth-bert.livejournal.com]

There is a Cuthbert in the bar. He is blissfully ignorant of any Phantom!roses that may have been given to his girlfriend today. Huzzah?

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[mommywitch.livejournal.com]

Look, Piper's back in the bar.

She's still not really convinced about this whole thing, so feel free to convince her.

Or, you know, make friends. Whatever works for you.

[Summary: Piper meets Garion the almost wolf and Bianca the vampire, both of whom Piper does not kill.]

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[wizard_dresden]

[Harry is singing... on key even:]

My bologna has a first name...

it's O-S-C-A-R

My bologna has a second name...

it's M-A-Y-E-R

Oh I love to eat it every day

and if you ask my why I'll say...

'Cause Oscar Mayer has a way with B-O-L-O-G-N-A.



"Oh, for the love of God, Harry, will you please not do that again," Bob groans.

"Do what?"

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[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard walks into the bar and is fine for five seconds before he is accosted by Lilly.*

Bernard, you have to come with me.

*A skeptical look*

I thought this was gonna be small.

*She drags him towards the stairs.*

It is! It is!!

*And they disappear up the guest stairs...*

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[iris-attitude.livejournal.com]

A tall, dark haired sorceress is sitting at the bar. She's holding a book titled Musical Notation and Terms, and a shotglass of Illusion is nearby.

[OOC: g'night. Thread off.]

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[lastgunslinger]

Roland comes downstairs, displaying faint traces of a smile. He goes to the bar, orders bacon and eggs (over easy) and coffee, and goes to sit in his usual chair by the fireplace.

Funny how one good sparring match will put you in a good mood, isn't it?


[Roland talks to Svava about parties, the Endless, and Death. Also, both of their day jobs, so to speak.]

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[undignified]

There's still some Whyren's Reserve left in that bottle, y'know. Well, there was ten minutes ago, anyway.

Now Wes is sitting at the bar, finishing some nerf steak and contemplating asking for another bottle of Whyren's.

If he'd known he was going to end up here and be staying for any length of time, he'd have brought something entertaining, and by entertaining, he means something he can use to annoy people. "I don't even have Kettch here..."

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[mogget_cat]

*There is a not'cat in the bar, tuning his violin.*

*Not anymore.*