Jul. 5th, 2006
exit post and subsequent OOM
Jul. 5th, 2006 12:21 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
puckishly.livejournal.comThe trouble with Gabriel is that when he's awake, you can't keep track of him. He's always vanishing here and there, or conjuring up happy bluebirds, or creating all manner of small disturbances. Far simpler to put him out of the way.
That is why he is currently residing in Puck's pocket, in the shape of a small piece of string. Much more manageable this way.
At any rate, Puck was going to venture downstairs again, but after Gabriel managed to spit up on yet another of his shirts, he finds he must make a detour to the wardrobe of Room 37.
And it's a funny thing about wardrobes.
They seem to be the most highly unpredictable means of travel in the known universe.
Thus it is that, while scrabbling for a decent shirt, Puck finds himself in the wardrobe, out of the wardrobe, and somewhere else before you can say, "Aslan's your uncle."
Whatever can come of this?
[OOC: Warnings for gratuitous use of Jonathan Swift.]
That is why he is currently residing in Puck's pocket, in the shape of a small piece of string. Much more manageable this way.
At any rate, Puck was going to venture downstairs again, but after Gabriel managed to spit up on yet another of his shirts, he finds he must make a detour to the wardrobe of Room 37.
And it's a funny thing about wardrobes.
They seem to be the most highly unpredictable means of travel in the known universe.
Thus it is that, while scrabbling for a decent shirt, Puck finds himself in the wardrobe, out of the wardrobe, and somewhere else before you can say, "Aslan's your uncle."
Whatever can come of this?
[OOC: Warnings for gratuitous use of Jonathan Swift.]
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Jul. 5th, 2006 12:31 amburning-evil.livejournal.comSomeone's in a good mood. To counter all the happy celebrating in certain countries today, he'd taken himself off to some godforsaken war torn place and made things a touch worse. Because that sort of thing cheers him up.
Still, everyone needs a break. So there he is, surveying the bar from his favourite vantage point by the observation window.
Still, everyone needs a break. So there he is, surveying the bar from his favourite vantage point by the observation window.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 12:34 ameternal-boy.livejournal.comNick's at a table.
He's got his puppy on his lap. The little dog hasn't left Milliways much at all since he'd been given to Nick except for the few weeks in Toronto while Nick had been human and thus, he was little larger than when LaCroix had handed him over but he doesn't seem to mind much. As it was, he's flopped out over one of Nick's thighs, on his side, tongue lolling out in bliss as Nick absently rubs his belly in between flipping pages of the book he's reading and taking sips from his coffee mug. The sips seem to please him as often as they displeased him, but that doesn't stop him from picking it up and taking a drink every third page or so.
Feel free to disturb him. He's actually in a lovely mood for a change.
He's got his puppy on his lap. The little dog hasn't left Milliways much at all since he'd been given to Nick except for the few weeks in Toronto while Nick had been human and thus, he was little larger than when LaCroix had handed him over but he doesn't seem to mind much. As it was, he's flopped out over one of Nick's thighs, on his side, tongue lolling out in bliss as Nick absently rubs his belly in between flipping pages of the book he's reading and taking sips from his coffee mug. The sips seem to please him as often as they displeased him, but that doesn't stop him from picking it up and taking a drink every third page or so.
Feel free to disturb him. He's actually in a lovely mood for a change.
[Set upon return.]
Jul. 5th, 2006 12:43 amdr-mckay.livejournal.comSome days, you are just the fan.
From the way Rodney is drinking, today is one of those days.
And it hit bad. Bad.
[OOC: Contains graphic talk of m/m]
From the way Rodney is drinking, today is one of those days.
And it hit bad. Bad.
[OOC: Contains graphic talk of m/m]
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Jul. 5th, 2006 01:53 amasphodelusalbus.livejournal.comLily's sitting in a chair by the infirmary, legs tucked up underneath her, looking cheerful.
She has tea.And a PB, finally. Hence the cheerful. Remove the tea and the cheerful will vanish - so don't do that, willya.
She has tea.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 01:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alwaysroomforhopeSteph's worried about Zuko - very worried. Surely he should be back now - it's been days!
How long is it gonna take, anyway?
She's eyeing the rafters longingly. When emo, head upwards; that's the rule she's almost always lived by. But when you have not-quite-entirely-dog puppies to look after, rafters are a bad idea. She can just see Zuko coming back in just in time to see Gheri and Gifr go splat.
... It wouldn't be pretty.
So: there is a Steph, over by the fire, in an armchair. She'd be curled up tight and emo, but the puppies have just fed and want to sleep, and it's hard to curl up when monster-puppies want to use you as a pillow. It's hard to stay emo, too. Puppies: the solution to all emo. Steph's thinking she should market it.
How long is it gonna take, anyway?
She's eyeing the rafters longingly. When emo, head upwards; that's the rule she's almost always lived by. But when you have not-quite-entirely-dog puppies to look after, rafters are a bad idea. She can just see Zuko coming back in just in time to see Gheri and Gifr go splat.
... It wouldn't be pretty.
So: there is a Steph, over by the fire, in an armchair. She'd be curled up tight and emo, but the puppies have just fed and want to sleep, and it's hard to curl up when monster-puppies want to use you as a pillow. It's hard to stay emo, too. Puppies: the solution to all emo. Steph's thinking she should market it.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 03:11 amgoinghost.livejournal.comOnce upon a time, a ghostboy brought his chick best friend to Milliways.
Then he went off to help a friend and lots of others to give some payback to a dickless wonder. When he got back, he was sneaked so many drinks by other people who didn't realize other people were sneaking him drinks that he got real drunk, and said best friend saw a side of him she'd never seen before.
The poor ghostboy was too schnozzled to go home right away without getting busted and grounded, and thus the stalwart best friend procured a room for them so he could sleep. Only he didn't fall asleep right away, he was too busy babbling drunkenly and kissing her.
Unfortunately for our heroes, he didn't remember any of it in the morning. And had a bitch of a hangover. So they both fell asleep again and took a nap.
But in the afternoon, they ventured out of the room for food.
Then the muns said: "You just hit the jackpot, tiger," as there was jealousy, confrontation, and (trumpets play triumphant music) lots of snogging and bewildered teenage boy cluelessness.
Our thoroughly snogged heroes headed home, one of them with a bra in his pocket, to meet up with their other best friend and face their summer.
The beginning of their summer was less than relaxing.
After the chaos, the peace of summer settled, but rather than ghosts, the two had to worry about being caught together by over-cheerful parents.
Ah, summer.
Then he went off to help a friend and lots of others to give some payback to a dickless wonder. When he got back, he was sneaked so many drinks by other people who didn't realize other people were sneaking him drinks that he got real drunk, and said best friend saw a side of him she'd never seen before.
The poor ghostboy was too schnozzled to go home right away without getting busted and grounded, and thus the stalwart best friend procured a room for them so he could sleep. Only he didn't fall asleep right away, he was too busy babbling drunkenly and kissing her.
Unfortunately for our heroes, he didn't remember any of it in the morning. And had a bitch of a hangover. So they both fell asleep again and took a nap.
But in the afternoon, they ventured out of the room for food.
Then the muns said: "You just hit the jackpot, tiger," as there was jealousy, confrontation, and (trumpets play triumphant music) lots of snogging and bewildered teenage boy cluelessness.
Our thoroughly snogged heroes headed home, one of them with a bra in his pocket, to meet up with their other best friend and face their summer.
The beginning of their summer was less than relaxing.
After the chaos, the peace of summer settled, but rather than ghosts, the two had to worry about being caught together by over-cheerful parents.
Ah, summer.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 05:27 amwithamagicword[OOM: Chosen Quest - 1 - A Time To Fight - In which Billy spends time elsewhere, and learns a few lessons along the way. Mild Warnings for violence and Spoilers for pre-Infinite Crisis Future Canon.]
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Jul. 5th, 2006 07:50 amsmart-sam.livejournal.com[OOM: I present The Stargate Plot, in all it’s glory!
And since it’s kind of confusing (I swear I tried to make it not, but you know) and really long, here’s RDCV with linkies to make it easier on your heads. The team go the Stargate, arrive, then split into two groups. Sheppard’s team: explore, invisible bats-things, Prue and Paige glow, attacked, run, dinosaurs, RUN back to the Stargate.
Sam and McKay: Base Camp, scientifical tests, No Wraith or Ori ships, Wrong Planet, cursing, anomalies, Hansel and Gretel, prehistoric reptiles, RUNNING, confessions of love (the best tag in the entire thread), explosives, wading upstream, SPRINT TO STARGATE.
Then everyone is together again and it’s THE STARGATE WON’T WORK AND THE DINOS ARE GETTING CLOSER and cursing.
And then they make it back, of course, just in the nick of time.]
Thank you SO MUCH to everyone who participated.
And since it’s kind of confusing (I swear I tried to make it not, but you know) and really long, here’s RDCV with linkies to make it easier on your heads. The team go the Stargate, arrive, then split into two groups. Sheppard’s team: explore, invisible bats-things, Prue and Paige glow, attacked, run, dinosaurs, RUN back to the Stargate.
Sam and McKay: Base Camp, scientifical tests, No Wraith or Ori ships, Wrong Planet, cursing, anomalies, Hansel and Gretel, prehistoric reptiles, RUNNING, confessions of love (the best tag in the entire thread), explosives, wading upstream, SPRINT TO STARGATE.
Then everyone is together again and it’s THE STARGATE WON’T WORK AND THE DINOS ARE GETTING CLOSER and cursing.
And then they make it back, of course, just in the nick of time.]
Thank you SO MUCH to everyone who participated.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 09:49 ameldorne-girl.livejournal.com[there was a bar at the end of the universe(s), a bar with year-long tabs and the living and the dead and all the in-between. And in this bar, there is a certain dead traitor, in a short skirt and high boots with a red dahlia in her hair...]
[drinking, of course, because not even accepting that she is, in fact, dead, will ever change Delia]
[ooc: here for...two-three hours, and may be slow as searching for jobs, but WILL reply]
[drinking, of course, because not even accepting that she is, in fact, dead, will ever change Delia]
[ooc: here for...two-three hours, and may be slow as searching for jobs, but WILL reply]
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Jul. 5th, 2006 09:52 ammommywitch.livejournal.comPiper's banging in the kitchen.
Possibly more aggressivly than she really needs to.
Apparently she thinks that since they don't have demons to vanquish (kind of), it's the food that needs to get the brunt of her frustration.MAN EATING DINOSAURS
Feel free to notice.
Possibly more aggressivly than she really needs to.
Apparently she thinks that since they don't have demons to vanquish (kind of), it's the food that needs to get the brunt of her frustration.
Feel free to notice.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 10:07 amscion-of-amber.livejournal.comIt is a little bit sad when Milliways seems to be quieter then home, but this is what happens when more then five of Oberon's children are in the same place at the same time.
Presently, ten of them are in Amber, and so when Fiona opens the door and finds Milliways instead of a drawing room, she actually looks relieved. Here, at least, is somewhere that she can get drunk and have a good chance of not being murdered in her sleep...
Family gatherings are interesting for those in the House of Amber.
[ooc: here for...two-three hours, and may be slow as searching for jobs, but WILL reply]
Presently, ten of them are in Amber, and so when Fiona opens the door and finds Milliways instead of a drawing room, she actually looks relieved. Here, at least, is somewhere that she can get drunk and have a good chance of not being murdered in her sleep...
Family gatherings are interesting for those in the House of Amber.
[ooc: here for...two-three hours, and may be slow as searching for jobs, but WILL reply]
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Jul. 5th, 2006 10:24 amoldromansaint.livejournal.comSantino in the bar, at an open table with plenty of empty seats for company. To sit in.
Sounds alluring, no?
Sounds alluring, no?
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Jul. 5th, 2006 10:31 ammollyprewett.livejournal.com[[OOM: Molly goes back home to pack her things, only to find it has already been done for her.]]
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Jul. 5th, 2006 11:37 amboundxkittyElizabeth's out in the forest. Over there. You don't see her? But, she's right in that patch of sunlight.
Picnic basket next to her, magazine in front. As well as a bottle of water.
Have at it.
Picnic basket next to her, magazine in front. As well as a bottle of water.
Have at it.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 01:27 pmather-fledgling.livejournal.comThere's a young Roman looking man over by the fire. His chocolate brown eyes are wide as he sits and takes everything in. His dark hair was cut close to his head, but has grown out enough to curl a little, and he looks to be about seventeen.
Have you meet Aubrey before. Well, this kid looks nothing like him. Smells like him, because you really can't change scents, but looks and sounds almost nothing like him.
Feel free to talk to the innocent looking kid. He won't bite.
Have you meet Aubrey before. Well, this kid looks nothing like him. Smells like him, because you really can't change scents, but looks and sounds almost nothing like him.
Feel free to talk to the innocent looking kid. He won't bite.
Multi Pup Post
Jul. 5th, 2006 01:57 pmvirii-twins.livejournal.comThe Twins were outside, sparring carefully with a man in black.
Carefully not only because he was easier to damage than they were, but also because he was actually quite good. The Twins each had their usual katana, and Zorro was working with his sword and one of his short knives.
All three are probably easily interruptable however, just be careful not to get too close too fast.
Carefully not only because he was easier to damage than they were, but also because he was actually quite good. The Twins each had their usual katana, and Zorro was working with his sword and one of his short knives.
All three are probably easily interruptable however, just be careful not to get too close too fast.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 04:28 pmpolitestpirate.livejournal.comThere is something to be said about mad dogs and englishmen, though who knows if mid-summer Scotland fits for a tropical clime.
It is still blasted hot out, thus, Wellard's jacket and vest have been hung up near by, and the black kerchief around his neck loosed. Which means he is still working on building the shed to hold the ship-building supplies-
With a book on construction still nearby for reference.
The mun gives fair warning for previous blackouts in her area, so may disappear without warning.
It is still blasted hot out, thus, Wellard's jacket and vest have been hung up near by, and the black kerchief around his neck loosed. Which means he is still working on building the shed to hold the ship-building supplies-
With a book on construction still nearby for reference.
The mun gives fair warning for previous blackouts in her area, so may disappear without warning.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 05:12 pmsinglesoledjest.livejournal.comOld Macdonald had a farm,
E-I-E-I-O,
And on this farm he had a Mercutio,
E-I-E-I-O.
With a 'forsooth' here and an 'ay me' there,
Here a 'zounds', there a 'sblood',
Everywhere a 'single-soled jest, solely singular for the singleness',
Old Macdonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O.
Sadly, Old Macdonald is not available to talk to you. He's a very busy and famous man, and his time is precious. Mercutio, however, is entirely at your service, running through fencing routines in the crisp air outside the bar.
E-I-E-I-O,
And on this farm he had a Mercutio,
E-I-E-I-O.
With a 'forsooth' here and an 'ay me' there,
Here a 'zounds', there a 'sblood',
Everywhere a 'single-soled jest, solely singular for the singleness',
Old Macdonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O.
Sadly, Old Macdonald is not available to talk to you. He's a very busy and famous man, and his time is precious. Mercutio, however, is entirely at your service, running through fencing routines in the crisp air outside the bar.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 05:18 pmprone-to-panic.livejournal.comThere's an Archie in the bar for a minimalist post. Come talk to him, he's in a good mood. Also, if you need a Security type, he's your guy. Or, you know, one of them.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 05:23 pmalways-a-liar.livejournal.comOut of Milliways:
After the incident with the storm, Ishamael and Shelley return to his chambers to get dried off and cleaned up. Afterwards, they make yet another wager. Despite things going badly earlier, Ishamael derives a kind of satisfaction from these events.
[OOC: Warnings for graphic nudity, sexual themes, and creepiness.]
After the incident with the storm, Ishamael and Shelley return to his chambers to get dried off and cleaned up. Afterwards, they make yet another wager. Despite things going badly earlier, Ishamael derives a kind of satisfaction from these events.
[OOC: Warnings for graphic nudity, sexual themes, and creepiness.]
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Jul. 5th, 2006 05:49 pmwithamagicword[OOM: Chosen Quest - 2 - A Time To Run - In which Billy, back on Earth, learns to move on, and begins to truly heal. Mild Warnings for Spoilers for pre-Infinite Crisis Future Canon.]
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Jul. 5th, 2006 05:51 pmguppy_sandhu[oom: The future looks green.]
Guppy comes in, looking down at a pile of notes in his hand as he does so. He frowns as he notices the reflection of a green beam of light on his paper.
He begins to wonder if it's denial that's stopping him from acknowledging that there's something Weird going on. Or is he just imagining things? He stands and watches the portal for a moment, then shuts it.
He puts the paperwork down and orders a coffee, before beginning to dig into the pile.
It takes him about ten seconds to discover he's lost yet another pen.
Guppy comes in, looking down at a pile of notes in his hand as he does so. He frowns as he notices the reflection of a green beam of light on his paper.
He begins to wonder if it's denial that's stopping him from acknowledging that there's something Weird going on. Or is he just imagining things? He stands and watches the portal for a moment, then shuts it.
He puts the paperwork down and orders a coffee, before beginning to dig into the pile.
It takes him about ten seconds to discover he's lost yet another pen.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 05:54 pmlvpd_sidleThe door opens and Sara comes in, looking a bit tired but complacent.
Four or five strides into the bar, she pauses, looking as though she were experiencing deja vu.
"I came here...before?"
Four or five strides into the bar, she pauses, looking as though she were experiencing deja vu.
"I came here...before?"
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Jul. 5th, 2006 05:59 pmshufti"A great big... water-bee...tle came up un..der... underneath the li...ly leaf and tw..." a pause and a glance at the picture for a clue "tw...eaked the toe of one of his gol...osh...es. I think that means shoes."
Jack sucks his fingers and looks up at his mum as she reads the story. As far as he's concerned, Shufti can read as slowly as she likes.
"Mr. Jeramy cr...ossed his legs up sh... shorter, out of re...reach, and went on eat...ing his sa...nd..why..."
She frowns in concentration and turns back a few pages to try the pictures.
Jack sucks his fingers and looks up at his mum as she reads the story. As far as he's concerned, Shufti can read as slowly as she likes.
"Mr. Jeramy cr...ossed his legs up sh... shorter, out of re...reach, and went on eat...ing his sa...nd..why..."
She frowns in concentration and turns back a few pages to try the pictures.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 06:20 pmscapepigThere is a large pig sitting near the fire, not really doing anything except watching the people around him. He's had a lot to think about.
At one point his attention is caught by a green flash of light by the door. Mainly because his eyes detect something he can only assume is colour.
After a few minutes he loses interest in whatever it was, and goes back to watching how people lift mugs.
At one point his attention is caught by a green flash of light by the door. Mainly because his eyes detect something he can only assume is colour.
After a few minutes he loses interest in whatever it was, and goes back to watching how people lift mugs.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 06:21 pmun_fallenRaguel's sitting at a table near the bar, unusual for midweek. His glass is untouched, unusual for anytime.
Excepting the last few weeks, the morose expression is pretty much the norm. Looks like things are finally coming back around to standard.
Excepting the last few weeks, the morose expression is pretty much the norm. Looks like things are finally coming back around to standard.
Entrance Post
Jul. 5th, 2006 06:30 pmmight-and-right.livejournal.comThe Door opens and a cloaked figure walks in and looks around. The cloak is old and ragged, and the arms that shows occasionally are wrapped in cloth strips as well. The figure stares for some short time at the crowd inhabiting Milliways and then speaks.
"A tavern? A joke fit for Loki's ways, or Odin's humor. A fitting place for an ending, or a beginning..."
The (male-sounding)voice chuckles and then the figure heads for the Bar counter, settling on a looking around for signs of a barkeep.
"A tavern? A joke fit for Loki's ways, or Odin's humor. A fitting place for an ending, or a beginning..."
The (male-sounding)voice chuckles and then the figure heads for the Bar counter, settling on a looking around for signs of a barkeep.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 07:09 pmgone_byebyeOrdinarily Ray would have gone home last night. He's taken on quite a few projects lately and they've really given him a burning desire to hash out their implications with Egon. The only thing is, Ray knows his own track record. If he goes out that door now, even just to ask questions, the fact that he has an obligation to someone of Milliways will send him to the wrong universe entirely. Oh, he's allowed to go to pick up Eddie's email- he's done that once- but he doesn't dare try more. Not now. Not with all that's going on.
This would not ordinarily mean very much, except that Ray's head was a little too spinny with dimensional physics and the ectoplanar interface problems and the ionization rate conunundrum across the interplanar barrier to let him sleep. He tried to let the maelstrom spin itself out, but one single phrase crystallized at its center while he stared at the ceiling:
Hello, little ant.
Not much of a phrase, really- but it was enough to make him step back and have a look at everything else he'd been thinking about.
He didn't sleep at ALL last night, so you'll excuse him if he looks a bit knackered now.
This would not ordinarily mean very much, except that Ray's head was a little too spinny with dimensional physics and the ectoplanar interface problems and the ionization rate conunundrum across the interplanar barrier to let him sleep. He tried to let the maelstrom spin itself out, but one single phrase crystallized at its center while he stared at the ceiling:
Hello, little ant.
Not much of a phrase, really- but it was enough to make him step back and have a look at everything else he'd been thinking about.
He didn't sleep at ALL last night, so you'll excuse him if he looks a bit knackered now.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 07:55 pmnot_that_spike( OOM: Do not follow in your brother's footsteps. Inside Syndicate Headquarters, Tharsis City, Mars, 2071 )
[Contains end-of-series spoilers for Cowboy Bebop]
[Contains end-of-series spoilers for Cowboy Bebop]
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Jul. 5th, 2006 07:55 pmballetrat*Meg's sitting in a booth, sipping coffee, reading diligently, keeping her head down, and looking more than a little sheepish.
This may have something to do with the vaguely embarrassing family incident that occurred the last time she ventured into the bar.*
This may have something to do with the vaguely embarrassing family incident that occurred the last time she ventured into the bar.*
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Jul. 5th, 2006 09:00 pmannwn-lord.livejournal.comWeylyn is sitting beside his master, who has taken a seat by the fire.
He's not sure why Arawn is just sitting there, not interacting.
His master doesn't look unhappy, though, so Weylyn keeps an eye out for people Arawn might like to meet.
After all, his master did need people to talk to!
He's not sure why Arawn is just sitting there, not interacting.
His master doesn't look unhappy, though, so Weylyn keeps an eye out for people Arawn might like to meet.
After all, his master did need people to talk to!
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Jul. 5th, 2006 09:40 pmmnt_mikeA large box of craft supplies makes its way down the stairs and over towards Bar.
No wait, scratch that. It was a ninja ex-turtle carrying the craft box.
Before he puts the box on Bar's top, he gives her an appraising look.
"If I put this down, are you going to eat it?"
The Bar, she says nothing. Well, not that you can hear anyway.
"Yeah, that's what I thought."
Mike shifts the box in his arms and makes his way over to a nearby table.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, CAN I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE.
Woah, you guys listened this time. Cool.
Okay, here's the deal."
He pauses.
"No no, there is too much. Let me sum up.
There was a battle and in that battle Bernard was hurt. So I figure while he's recouping in the hospital it might be nice to have some stuff from here to cheer him up.
So if you're feeling up for it, come on over and craft until your heart is content. I've got construction paper, pipe cleaners, buttons, and even some raw macaroni.
...
Okay, that's it. Go about your business."
No wait, scratch that. It was a ninja ex-turtle carrying the craft box.
Before he puts the box on Bar's top, he gives her an appraising look.
"If I put this down, are you going to eat it?"
The Bar, she says nothing. Well, not that you can hear anyway.
"Yeah, that's what I thought."
Mike shifts the box in his arms and makes his way over to a nearby table.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, CAN I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE.
Woah, you guys listened this time. Cool.
Okay, here's the deal."
He pauses.
"No no, there is too much. Let me sum up.
There was a battle and in that battle Bernard was hurt. So I figure while he's recouping in the hospital it might be nice to have some stuff from here to cheer him up.
So if you're feeling up for it, come on over and craft until your heart is content. I've got construction paper, pipe cleaners, buttons, and even some raw macaroni.
...
Okay, that's it. Go about your business."
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Jul. 5th, 2006 09:40 pmather-fledgling.livejournal.comThere's a young Roman looking man over by the fire. Chocolate brown eyes, dark hair just long enocugh to have a small curl in it, and looks approximately seventeen.
He's watching the bar over a book. Yes, he's actually making progress in the reading of said book, but that isn't really his main intention. He's mainly just watching the bar. This means that he'd be up for strangers, or not-so-stranger-like people to talk to.
[ooc note: If your pup has met Aubrey before and has a heightened enough sense of smell to pick up his scent, they'll be able to scent that it's Aubrey.]
He's watching the bar over a book. Yes, he's actually making progress in the reading of said book, but that isn't really his main intention. He's mainly just watching the bar. This means that he'd be up for strangers, or not-so-stranger-like people to talk to.
[ooc note: If your pup has met Aubrey before and has a heightened enough sense of smell to pick up his scent, they'll be able to scent that it's Aubrey.]
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Jul. 5th, 2006 10:35 pmmandercommander.livejournal.comMillitimed to as soon as Boba gets released from the cells:
A Hall Confrontation
Calming down afterwards
A Hall Confrontation
Calming down afterwards
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Jul. 5th, 2006 10:48 pmdark-ex-watcher.livejournal.comWesley Wyndham-Pryce is sitting at the bar, Lagavulin in hand and a cool, bordering on cold, expression in his eyes. In front of him, on the bar, lies a journal filled with notes, no doubt drawn from many tomes of magic. But if Wesley is studying them, he doesn't seem to be doing a terribly good job of it. He looks like a man with thoughts on his mind he'd rather not consider too closely.
He looks, in fact, like someone very distractable.
Hopefully, he'll be friendly about it.
He looks, in fact, like someone very distractable.
Hopefully, he'll be friendly about it.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 10:58 pmstilljustandrew*Andrew's at a corner table. Most of the table is invisible under a layer of books.*
*Come distract him from his important research! Or, you know, offer to help. Or buy him something caffeinated. It's all good.*
*Come distract him from his important research! Or, you know, offer to help. Or buy him something caffeinated. It's all good.*
Milliways Angels. OOM
Jul. 5th, 2006 11:16 pmtwiststhebladeYou've seen the proposal, you watched the trailer, now prepare to be thrilled by the hottest action all summer. Hold onto your popcorn, folks, it's going to be a wild ride.
The scene opens on a bar, obviously a tavern, pub, or drinking establishment, so archetypal it couldn't be anything else. . . Yet this bar is strange, and it's patrons even stranger. . .
The scene is established. Now, we focus on a small group, three girls, all dressed in businesslike black, armed and, of course, dangerous. The smallest of the three gives the other two a nod, and leads the way to a simple wooden door. She takes a breath. They all nod firmly. She opens the door.
Act One. In which there is rain, sneakiness, fighting, and motorcycles.
Act Two, Scene One. In which there is sushi and snark.
Act Two, Scene Two. In which there are antics at high altitude.
Act Two, Scene Three. In which the girls have difficulty with goggles, and Yakuza have difficulty with them.
Act Two, Scene Four. In which there is indeed fire in the hole, and certain items are nowhere to be found.
Act Three, Scene One. In which there are more explosions, and some serious ass is kicked.
Act Three, Scene Two. In which someone dies.
This plot has been rated R, and is available on general release. It is also linear - the last tag of each thread will link to the next.
Please be on the look out for the next exciting Milliways Production - coming soon to a game near you.
The scene opens on a bar, obviously a tavern, pub, or drinking establishment, so archetypal it couldn't be anything else. . . Yet this bar is strange, and it's patrons even stranger. . .
The scene is established. Now, we focus on a small group, three girls, all dressed in businesslike black, armed and, of course, dangerous. The smallest of the three gives the other two a nod, and leads the way to a simple wooden door. She takes a breath. They all nod firmly. She opens the door.
Act One. In which there is rain, sneakiness, fighting, and motorcycles.
Act Two, Scene One. In which there is sushi and snark.
Act Two, Scene Two. In which there are antics at high altitude.
Act Two, Scene Three. In which the girls have difficulty with goggles, and Yakuza have difficulty with them.
Act Two, Scene Four. In which there is indeed fire in the hole, and certain items are nowhere to be found.
Act Three, Scene One. In which there are more explosions, and some serious ass is kicked.
Act Three, Scene Two. In which someone dies.
This plot has been rated R, and is available on general release. It is also linear - the last tag of each thread will link to the next.
Please be on the look out for the next exciting Milliways Production - coming soon to a game near you.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 11:44 pmyuppie-trash.livejournal.com[Out of Milliways: Patrick Bateman unravels. Warnings for mention of Sean Connery, stale muffins, violence, and Pachelbel's Canon.]
