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necessary_child[OOC: When a newly-sane Medusa comes back to Milliways, she and Sam take shelter in his room.]
Mar. 31st, 2008
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rt-5478.livejournal.comAt some point last night, some kind soul transferred Artie from the bartop to the couch and threw a blanket over him. Considering his tendency to shapeshift at random while he's asleep, the alternative is too horrible to contemplate.
And Artie has enough horrible things to contemplate, when he wakes up in human form on the couch with a horrible headache and remembers what he said to Ray last night.
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"Oh God..."
And Artie has enough horrible things to contemplate, when he wakes up in human form on the couch with a horrible headache and remembers what he said to Ray last night.
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"Oh God..."
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Mar. 31st, 2008 09:31 ammycursedfaceMedusa is, it should be said, many things. One of them that doesn't show itself terribly often in Milliways is a hunter. Normally, she hunts from the sky as any other raptor would, but today her vantage point is a table.
A table somewhat to the back of Milliways, so she can scan the room for someone dark, nondescript, who wears red and blue and apparently knows what has happened to her cousin.
Of course, being a Gorgon, she is also highly distractable and even if you aren't Clark, she would probably leap at said distraction.
Metaphorically, not literally.
She's not that hungry.
A table somewhat to the back of Milliways, so she can scan the room for someone dark, nondescript, who wears red and blue and apparently knows what has happened to her cousin.
Of course, being a Gorgon, she is also highly distractable and even if you aren't Clark, she would probably leap at said distraction.
Metaphorically, not literally.
She's not that hungry.
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Mar. 31st, 2008 09:35 amgotham-knocking.livejournal.comKnox has a stack of newspapers today, but for once they aren't from Gotham City. They come from Central City, Missouri, courtesy of his co-worker Marty Yan, who grew up there and who still gets them shipped to her once a week. What is it that fascinates Knox about out-of-town newspapers from (in some cases) weeks or months ago? It might be the frequent appearance of the word "Flash" in the headlines.
Come say hi.
Come say hi.
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Mar. 31st, 2008 10:17 amleapsineternity.livejournal.comThere is a ten-foot-tall, iridescent green cone-shaped thing with peculiar arms, things sticking out of its back, and a wedge-shaped head on a snakelike neck in the Bar today.
It's reading John Kenneth Galbraith's The New Industrial State very carefully, turning the pages with motions that look more like mere gestures than actually touching the paper, and periodically slurping something out of a fat foil packet via one of the trumpet-shaped things sticking out of its back.
It could probably be stared at. Or disturbed. But more likely stared at.
[tinytag: The Great Librarian]
It's reading John Kenneth Galbraith's The New Industrial State very carefully, turning the pages with motions that look more like mere gestures than actually touching the paper, and periodically slurping something out of a fat foil packet via one of the trumpet-shaped things sticking out of its back.
It could probably be stared at. Or disturbed. But more likely stared at.
[tinytag: The Great Librarian]
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Mar. 31st, 2008 10:21 amgone_byebyeLast night by the Bar's calendar, Ray got news he really wasn't looking for. He dealt with that mostly by being very reasonable about it, then going back to his room and thumping his head on the wall a few times, then going home and going through about a week's worth of ordinary life. (At least, so far as life in Ray's world is ever ordinary.)
Judging by the look on his face as he returns to the Bar today, and the mug of Ovaltine the size of his head that he orders, he's had more news he really wasn't looking for.
Judging by the look on his face as he returns to the Bar today, and the mug of Ovaltine the size of his head that he orders, he's had more news he really wasn't looking for.
The Forge God is in.
Mar. 31st, 2008 12:21 pmforge-fire.livejournal.comHephaestos is in a booth, nearly done with his mechanical cat. One hand is tightening a few things while the other is writing out designs for Axel's cat.
Botherable.
Botherable.
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Mar. 31st, 2008 12:50 pmmnt_mikeOnce again Mike is in suitcoat, dress shirt, and tie.
Once again he's seated at Bar.
And once again she's kicking his ass at Lunch Money.
"That...how do you...are you just printing Humilation cards? Like...lifting them from other decks?"
Smug Bar is smug.
[OOC: Here for interviewy goodness, but not plot locked.]
Once again he's seated at Bar.
And once again she's kicking his ass at Lunch Money.
"That...how do you...are you just printing Humilation cards? Like...lifting them from other decks?"
Smug Bar is smug.
[OOC: Here for interviewy goodness, but not plot locked.]
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Mar. 31st, 2008 12:50 pmthere-is-a-me.livejournal.comSpoon enters the bar with a veritable horde of dogs. Lots and lots and LOTS of dogs. All of them but Turlough, who is with Cora somewhere doing the things that little girls and quiet puppies do. The rest of them are going out back to work out for a while.
Where work out means chase things.
Where work out means chase things.
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Mar. 31st, 2008 02:36 pmkryptonkara.livejournal.com[OOM: Kara met a boy.]
Relative time is a magical thing- it's the reason why, though it's been months since she was last here, Kara looks exactly the same and the puppy at her heels (a few inches from the ground, but what can you do?) has barely grown at all. To Kara, it's been two weeks since she was in the Bar. She's humming cheerfully and showing off her legs in a denim miniskirt, paired with a halter top to show off her smooth stomach. Look, ma, no scars!
She and Sunshine take a table, Kara propping up her sandalled feet on its edge after grabbing an Us Weekly and a Diet Coke from Bar, the hand not occupied with flipping pages or holding a drink in between dangling over the edge of her chair to give Sunshine some idle petting while the puppy chews on a rather distressed looking stuffed monkey.
Relative time is a magical thing- it's the reason why, though it's been months since she was last here, Kara looks exactly the same and the puppy at her heels (a few inches from the ground, but what can you do?) has barely grown at all. To Kara, it's been two weeks since she was in the Bar. She's humming cheerfully and showing off her legs in a denim miniskirt, paired with a halter top to show off her smooth stomach. Look, ma, no scars!
She and Sunshine take a table, Kara propping up her sandalled feet on its edge after grabbing an Us Weekly and a Diet Coke from Bar, the hand not occupied with flipping pages or holding a drink in between dangling over the edge of her chair to give Sunshine some idle petting while the puppy chews on a rather distressed looking stuffed monkey.
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Mar. 31st, 2008 04:26 pmlissla-lissar.livejournal.comWhen Lissar enters the bar it is with a pair of hiking boots tied to her belt. If she ends up going out to the mountain again she'd like the option of boots over the scree. That does not, however, mean that she's interested in wearing shoes anywhere less painful than the aforementioned scree.
Lisssar likes bare feet.
Lisssar likes bare feet.
a1enzoLast night, Enzo returned to his dorm at the end of an amazing spare cycle; Hugh took one look at his expression and said that if Enzo were older, he'd know exactly how he'd spent his day.
All cycle, between classes, people have been asking him what in the 'Net he's so happy about. (He can't tell them honestly, of course.) Several times people have waved hands in front of his face to get his attention, including teachers.
Now he's sitting at the Bar with an untouched energy shake, looking vaguely out over the barroom with the same enormous gooey smile.
You can ask what's up, but it's probably pretty easy to guess.
All cycle, between classes, people have been asking him what in the 'Net he's so happy about. (He can't tell them honestly, of course.) Several times people have waved hands in front of his face to get his attention, including teachers.
Now he's sitting at the Bar with an untouched energy shake, looking vaguely out over the barroom with the same enormous gooey smile.
You can ask what's up, but it's probably pretty easy to guess.
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Mar. 31st, 2008 05:11 pmbasic_powers"You know I was really expecting to get some patrolling done tonight." Comments the helmeted vigilante as he approaches the Bar. Ah well, no reason he can't have a quick nip of something to warm him up before heading back out to deal out fistfuls of justice.
Upon appraching the Bar however, this Moon Shadow recieves a napkin notice, with no small degree of surprise.
Could you tend for a while? I'm bushed.
"...sure thing ma'am, just gimme a sec to write up the specials." With that he hops over the bar top to browse the ingredients at hand before selecting the specials tonight.
Tonight's Specials
Masked Vigilante
Moon Shadow
Liquid Heroine
And All Mad Dog Smoothies 1/2 off
All right then folks, the drinks are up and there's a masked man behind the bar, grinning like a maniac under his helmet. Come on up!
Upon appraching the Bar however, this Moon Shadow recieves a napkin notice, with no small degree of surprise.
Could you tend for a while? I'm bushed.
"...sure thing ma'am, just gimme a sec to write up the specials." With that he hops over the bar top to browse the ingredients at hand before selecting the specials tonight.
Masked Vigilante
Moon Shadow
Liquid Heroine
And All Mad Dog Smoothies 1/2 off
All right then folks, the drinks are up and there's a masked man behind the bar, grinning like a maniac under his helmet. Come on up!
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Mar. 31st, 2008 06:21 pmaphros-born.livejournal.com[[OOM: Wherein we find out where Aphrodite has been for the last year, why, and there is a lot of swooning. Backdated to Sunday 30th.]]
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Mar. 31st, 2008 07:48 pmhenry-jones-jr.livejournal.comIndy has another solo interview scheduled for tonight, so he's downstairs and sitting at the same conspicuous table as last week. The coffee and notepad are in place, the wait-rat is standing by for orders, and the suit and tie have again been replaced by his more customary Mike-unapproved garb. He figures he can still come across as professional, and if pressed he'll claim that the informality is all for the sake of the interviewee's comfort.
Because Indy has never met this particular candidate, there's a little placard on the table with her name on it.
[tinytag: mai tokiha]
[OOC: Not rigidly plot-locked this time, but please ping before tagging. Merci!]
Because Indy has never met this particular candidate, there's a little placard on the table with her name on it.
[tinytag: mai tokiha]
[OOC: Not rigidly plot-locked this time, but please ping before tagging. Merci!]
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Mar. 31st, 2008 08:10 pmnitro-is-ace.livejournal.comAce is bored.
Or rather, she was bored.
Then she found a marble maze kit in one of the many closets in her TARDIS, and is now happily standing on a table, constructing an intricate tower of a marble maze (parts of which seem to be having a problem staying visible, that might be a problem).
...
It is, of course, never good for Ace to be bored.
Or rather, she was bored.
Then she found a marble maze kit in one of the many closets in her TARDIS, and is now happily standing on a table, constructing an intricate tower of a marble maze (parts of which seem to be having a problem staying visible, that might be a problem).
...
It is, of course, never good for Ace to be bored.
hunter-legend.livejournal.comMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night]
[warnings for language, etc. remember: john's in hell]
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Mar. 31st, 2008 08:54 pmwhitest_witchJadis is perched at the bar with a plat of salmon salad, a glass of cloudy apple juice, and a book.
Botherable, eminently so in fact. She's in what passes for a good mood, with her.
Botherable, eminently so in fact. She's in what passes for a good mood, with her.
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Mar. 31st, 2008 10:00 pmfiery_ring[oom: One week at school, and bottom in everything]
Carlotta is in a booth near the fire, struggling over her french prep.
"'J'aime le chien, c'est noir.' What on Earth is that supposed to mean?" she mutters.
Carlotta is in a booth near the fire, struggling over her french prep.
"'J'aime le chien, c'est noir.' What on Earth is that supposed to mean?" she mutters.
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Mar. 31st, 2008 10:10 pmguppy_sandhuGuppy looks a little worried tonight, as he sits with the newspaper.
One of his patients decided to...escape.
One of his patients decided to...escape.
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Mar. 31st, 2008 10:23 pmnita_callahanIt's warming up, slowly, out by the lake, but it still tends to be chilly in the evenings. Nita's swaddled in a hooded sweatshirt as she ambles along the shore, hands in her pockets, except when she decides to skip a rock across the water. (Usually they go about three skips before sinking.)
This time last year, she was still sleeping more than eight hours a night, exhausted; she was sore, and trying not to feel nauseated every hour when she remembered the feeling of claws, or the gaping absence where something Bright used to be.
A whole year that she hadn't expected to have.
This keeps happening.
It makes a person thoughtful.
This time last year, she was still sleeping more than eight hours a night, exhausted; she was sore, and trying not to feel nauseated every hour when she remembered the feeling of claws, or the gaping absence where something Bright used to be.
A whole year that she hadn't expected to have.
This keeps happening.
It makes a person thoughtful.
Some days are better than others.
Mar. 31st, 2008 10:50 pmunhingedwarlock.livejournal.comOthers? Suck harder than a black hole.
Rod entered with Fess trailing behind him, his face long as he made his way over to the couches. Fess's processors were working extra hard (almost dangerously so) at trying to figure out something appropriate and yet comforting to say to his master to help him feel better about Grace's decision to accept the captain's marriage proposal, Grace being the object of his affections and Rod being... well, not the captain.
He hadn't come up with anything yet.
As such, Rod settled down at the corner of the couch nearest the fire and stared into the flames. Anything not to think. Anything not to go over the way she looked or the way she smelled or all the hours and effort he'd put into helping her with their little 'project'.
[rod gallowglass]
Rod entered with Fess trailing behind him, his face long as he made his way over to the couches. Fess's processors were working extra hard (almost dangerously so) at trying to figure out something appropriate and yet comforting to say to his master to help him feel better about Grace's decision to accept the captain's marriage proposal, Grace being the object of his affections and Rod being... well, not the captain.
He hadn't come up with anything yet.
As such, Rod settled down at the corner of the couch nearest the fire and stared into the flames. Anything not to think. Anything not to go over the way she looked or the way she smelled or all the hours and effort he'd put into helping her with their little 'project'.
[rod gallowglass]
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Mar. 31st, 2008 11:12 pmaction_rad"Weird things happening to you" is what happens to everyone eventually, provided they stay in Milliways long enough.
Rad's been in Milliways long enough.
So "weird things happening to you" has happened already [see Steampunk].
Alas, Steampunk ended just before a certain prank day comes along on the calendar and...
Uh...
Rad?
You'd, uh... Better look, uh...
I think...
Uhm...
Oh hell let's just say it.
Rad? Buddy? Friend?
You just got Rickrolled.
Rad's been in Milliways long enough.
So "weird things happening to you" has happened already [see Steampunk].
Alas, Steampunk ended just before a certain prank day comes along on the calendar and...
Uh...
Rad?
You'd, uh... Better look, uh...
I think...
Uhm...
Oh hell let's just say it.
Rad? Buddy? Friend?
You just got Rickrolled.
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Mar. 31st, 2008 11:20 pm7twistedwishesLadies and Gentlemen, we have a Devil.
To be more specific, we have a Devil sitting on a stool at the bar, having scotch while leafing through a book, looking supremely bored.
You would be too, after a few millennia of watching humanity blunder around; Scarlet is fairly sure that if she could retire, humans could handle damning themselves without any help.
Imagine being stuck in a job you feel like has lost it's meaning a while go...
Multiply it for Eternity.
There you have, the Bored Devil.
To be more specific, we have a Devil sitting on a stool at the bar, having scotch while leafing through a book, looking supremely bored.
You would be too, after a few millennia of watching humanity blunder around; Scarlet is fairly sure that if she could retire, humans could handle damning themselves without any help.
Imagine being stuck in a job you feel like has lost it's meaning a while go...
Multiply it for Eternity.
There you have, the Bored Devil.
