(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 12:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chime_ra_tilt(OOM:: Setting sail on a new adventure! ... though not exactly in the way that had been planned.)
Jan. 15th, 2009
chime_ra_tilt
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 02:16 amacts_of_gordOOM: Terrible, terrible things lurk just under the skin of the so-called civilized world. Gordon gets to find that out the hard way.
[tinytag: Gordon Freeman]
[tinytag: Gordon Freeman]
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 09:06 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
docgf.livejournal.comOh, look. It's here again.
Well, whatever. If full unsanctioned warfare breaks out, she will slip out the door and not look back. What the Guild doesn't know won't hurt them.
She (a tall dark-haired woman in a classic pink Chanel dress, refitted for the mad science lab, and a pillbox hat that's actually a weapon of medium destruction) has a booth to herself and is chainsmoking over the plans to her boyfriend's giant flying cocoon. He wants to follow the Ventures into space.
She's pretty sure it's not going to happen, but she promised she'd see what she could do. Honestly, he seems to think she's Santa Claus and his Fairy Godmother rolled into one, with the biggest superscience spark on the hemisphere.
...and people wonder why she loves him.
Anyway, his plan is completely idiotic and not going to work, so feel free to annoy her.
Well, whatever. If full unsanctioned warfare breaks out, she will slip out the door and not look back. What the Guild doesn't know won't hurt them.
She (a tall dark-haired woman in a classic pink Chanel dress, refitted for the mad science lab, and a pillbox hat that's actually a weapon of medium destruction) has a booth to herself and is chainsmoking over the plans to her boyfriend's giant flying cocoon. He wants to follow the Ventures into space.
She's pretty sure it's not going to happen, but she promised she'd see what she could do. Honestly, he seems to think she's Santa Claus and his Fairy Godmother rolled into one, with the biggest superscience spark on the hemisphere.
...and people wonder why she loves him.
Anyway, his plan is completely idiotic and not going to work, so feel free to annoy her.
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 10:05 amever_lovinBen's out back by the door to the bar, just thinking and enjoying a cigar this morning. He still hasn't made up his mind regarding a certain little black velvet box and he's going to take all the time he needs. This is one decision he is not going to rush.
It's a good thing for him he has an extra dimensional bar which is outside of time to go to where he can take all the time he needs isn't it?
It's a good thing for him he has an extra dimensional bar which is outside of time to go to where he can take all the time he needs isn't it?
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 10:53 amblinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com{OOM: Once there was a way to get back homeward;
Once there was a way to get back home.
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry,
And I will sing a lullabye.
Boy, you're gonna carry that weight,
Carry that weight a long time.}
Once there was a way to get back home.
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry,
And I will sing a lullabye.
Boy, you're gonna carry that weight,
Carry that weight a long time.}
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 11:22 amnot-toothfairy.livejournal.comToday was actually a pretty good day at the base, by Ironhide's standards. There was patrol duty, there was analytical duty on incoming SETI signals, there was rehab work with Grimlock, there was brawling practice with Grimlock, there was explaining the sudden jump on the Autobase seismographs to the panicked scientists who came running outside during brawling practice. It was good.
On the other hand there wasn't much time for shooting in amongst all of that, so Ironhide is out behind Milliways just now, blasting strategic pieces off the unluckiest boulder in the world with his plasma cannon.
On the other hand there wasn't much time for shooting in amongst all of that, so Ironhide is out behind Milliways just now, blasting strategic pieces off the unluckiest boulder in the world with his plasma cannon.
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 11:30 amdontlooklisten.livejournal.comWhistler is pretty good at seemingly minding his own business. It goes with the territory. Phone phreaks are usually pretty good at running below the radar when they're not in the process of making Ma Bell and all her successors cry like someone's given them a face full of cut onions. Whistler's even better at it than most, since people generally underestimate a guy with a white cane (sawed-off pool cue in his case) who doesn't seem to be capable of focusing on anything.
On the other hand, he's running one hand over a stack of Braille sheets that appear to be stamped with the seal of the State of California up top, so who knows what he thinks he's doing.
On the other hand, he's running one hand over a stack of Braille sheets that appear to be stamped with the seal of the State of California up top, so who knows what he thinks he's doing.
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 11:55 amalways-okay.livejournal.comOOM: "I told you, my designation's 494."
"It doesn't suit you."
tinytag: x5-494 (alec); dialogue cribbed from da 2.01, "designate this"
"It doesn't suit you."
tinytag: x5-494 (alec); dialogue cribbed from da 2.01, "designate this"
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 02:13 pmlaidback-shaman.livejournal.comAt a table not too far from the front door, there's a somewhat scuffed and dirty teenage boy with a half-finished bowl of yakisoba in front of him.
The fact that he appears to be sleeping in said bowl is incidental. Really.
((tag what's been training: Asakura Yoh))
The fact that he appears to be sleeping in said bowl is incidental. Really.
((tag what's been training: Asakura Yoh))
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 04:28 pmvance_primeThe apparition that has been haunting the bar for the past several days is still present. Those who can sense it directly, however, will notice it's been getting... vague. Its edges are blurred and ill-defined; its interior is murky. However, it is still definitively a Presence, milling restlessly around Milliways in search of something or someone to hold on to.
[ooc: Again, read the back room before tagging. Open for tags until it falls off the page.]
[tinytag: Alyx Vance, Annabelle Newfield]
[ooc: Again, read the back room before tagging. Open for tags until it falls off the page.]
[tinytag: Alyx Vance, Annabelle Newfield]
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 04:50 pmsmart-house.livejournal.comAfter surviving Eureka's latest almost-disaster, SARAH feels like it is time for some divertissement.
Zoe's fairly-neat handwriting transcribes SARAH's note and the blonde girl takes it quickly to the bulletin board to post.
AFC CHAMPIONSHIP (AMERICAN) FOOTBALL GAME
BALTIMORE RAVENS V. PITTSBURGH STEELERS, CIRCA 2008
SUNDAY, JANUARY 18TH
LOCATION: SARAH (THE OTHER DOOR)
GAME STARTS AT 6:30, PARTY STARTS AS SOON AS SARAH ARRIVES
BRING SOME FOOD TO SHARE, AND A FRIEND TO SHARE IT WITH
Copies of the invitation also get left with the bar for Six, X-23, Jamie Hamilton, and anyone who has ever hosted a party with SARAH before.
The blonde retreats to the door, which closes behind her.
[tinytag: zoe carter]
Zoe's fairly-neat handwriting transcribes SARAH's note and the blonde girl takes it quickly to the bulletin board to post.
BALTIMORE RAVENS V. PITTSBURGH STEELERS, CIRCA 2008
SUNDAY, JANUARY 18TH
LOCATION: SARAH (THE OTHER DOOR)
GAME STARTS AT 6:30, PARTY STARTS AS SOON AS SARAH ARRIVES
BRING SOME FOOD TO SHARE, AND A FRIEND TO SHARE IT WITH
Copies of the invitation also get left with the bar for Six, X-23, Jamie Hamilton, and anyone who has ever hosted a party with SARAH before.
The blonde retreats to the door, which closes behind her.
[tinytag: zoe carter]
Happy Hour - an hour early!
Jan. 15th, 2009 06:53 pmgotaheadstart.livejournal.comCuddy still doesn't really know why she signed up for this. (The mun does, though: because she enjoys torturing this one.)
But, since she's actually standing behind the bar now, she decides to have a little fun with it, and she does know a thing or two about mixing drinks. She's standing nervously, hands fidgeting with each other, and if anyone cares to look at the specials board behind her, there's an obvious theme going:
SPECIALS
Doctor
Doctor-Patient Relationship
Just What The Doctor Ordered
The Witch Doctor
The Medicine
And so she leans against the bar and waits, even pouring herself a miniature glass of the Medicine to calm her nerves.
[tiny tag with huntington's: thirteen]
[tiny creepy tag: the old firm]
But, since she's actually standing behind the bar now, she decides to have a little fun with it, and she does know a thing or two about mixing drinks. She's standing nervously, hands fidgeting with each other, and if anyone cares to look at the specials board behind her, there's an obvious theme going:
Doctor
Doctor-Patient Relationship
Just What The Doctor Ordered
The Witch Doctor
The Medicine
And so she leans against the bar and waits, even pouring herself a miniature glass of the Medicine to calm her nerves.
[tiny tag with huntington's: thirteen]
[tiny creepy tag: the old firm]
nomorekaraokeSome nights - or early, early mornings if you're a nocturnal creature like Lorne - all you really want after work is to crawl into bed and get on with the zee-making.
Tonight is not such a...morning.
Lorne is at the bar, asking Bar for a pink drink. For once, he's in work clothes. Dark, highly pigmented purples and greens for the clothes, dark, slightly less red for the visage. As per usual, he's completely, utterly botherable.
((OOCly belated edit: Due to hectic finals time, I have to call slow-times (a day late >_> Whut). Love you all, and new tags are still welcome!!))
tiny tags: Lorne the demon, aaaaand I don't know what to call the other pups. Halp?
Tonight is not such a...morning.
Lorne is at the bar, asking Bar for a pink drink. For once, he's in work clothes. Dark, highly pigmented purples and greens for the clothes, dark, slightly less red for the visage. As per usual, he's completely, utterly botherable.
((OOCly belated edit: Due to hectic finals time, I have to call slow-times (a day late >_> Whut). Love you all, and new tags are still welcome!!))
tiny tags: Lorne the demon, aaaaand I don't know what to call the other pups. Halp?
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 08:07 pmchildofathosWhen Teyla walks up to the bar this evening, before she can order, a small cupcake with one candle in it pops up.
"What is this for?"
A napkin follows the cupcake: You've been here just over a year now.
"Oh," Teyla says, smiling brightly. "Thank you."
She takes her cupcake to a table by the fire, munching happily.
tiny!tagiversary: Teyla Emmagan
[ooc: I completely missed my first Milliversary yesterday! This is to make up for that. :)]
"What is this for?"
A napkin follows the cupcake: You've been here just over a year now.
"Oh," Teyla says, smiling brightly. "Thank you."
She takes her cupcake to a table by the fire, munching happily.
tiny!tagiversary: Teyla Emmagan
[ooc: I completely missed my first Milliversary yesterday! This is to make up for that. :)]
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 08:57 pmpiperaceae.livejournal.comOh, hello, Milliways. Long time no see.
To be sure, Pepper Potts is damn happy to be back, if the fact that she heads directly for the bar is any indication.
"Club soda, please? Yes, I'm sure I don't want cof-- no, not even decaf. Thank you, though."
She sets a small handbag on the bar top, brushing back her bangs as she turns slightly on her bar stool, taking a look around the bar in search of familiar (or new) faces.
(It'll be a bit before she gets any notes left for her.)
[ tiny tag with a mind like a steel trap; virginia "pepper" potts ]
To be sure, Pepper Potts is damn happy to be back, if the fact that she heads directly for the bar is any indication.
"Club soda, please? Yes, I'm sure I don't want cof-- no, not even decaf. Thank you, though."
She sets a small handbag on the bar top, brushing back her bangs as she turns slightly on her bar stool, taking a look around the bar in search of familiar (or new) faces.
(It'll be a bit before she gets any notes left for her.)
[ tiny tag with a mind like a steel trap; virginia "pepper" potts ]
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 09:21 pmnotascreensaverThere's a Game sprite and a red and yellow canine roughhousing out in the snow.
Botherable, if you're willing to brave the cold.
Botherable, if you're willing to brave the cold.
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 09:35 pmguppy_sandhu[oom: unfinished business.]
Guppy is at the bar, thinking and watching the world go by.
His tea has gone cold, which is a pity, because it had the potential to be a really good cup of tea, and now nobody will ever know if it was.
Guppy is at the bar, thinking and watching the world go by.
His tea has gone cold, which is a pity, because it had the potential to be a really good cup of tea, and now nobody will ever know if it was.
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 09:41 pmwalksthebounds[OOM: "Joris kills me, because he ought to have killed someone else. And I don't die, because I can't."
(If you go around saying things like that, people are bound to want explanations.)]
(If you go around saying things like that, people are bound to want explanations.)]
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 10:07 pmfiery_ringCarlotta is outside, sitting in a tree.
If questioned, she climbed up very carefully. It was worth the risk of getting into a row; she has a lot to think about and needed some fresh air to do so.
[tinytag: Carlotta Brown]
If questioned, she climbed up very carefully. It was worth the risk of getting into a row; she has a lot to think about and needed some fresh air to do so.
[tinytag: Carlotta Brown]
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 10:14 pmcrysomemore.livejournal.comThe Heavy Weapons Guy is sitting at a table, watching over Sasha while she soaks in her oil bath, and flipping through a magazine of...
...puppies? Surely not.
Yes, they are indeed puppies. And they are indeed fluffy.
...and he's giggling to himself.
(Please don't tell Team RED?)
[Tiny Tag: BLU Heavy, BLU Medic]
...puppies? Surely not.
Yes, they are indeed puppies. And they are indeed fluffy.
...and he's giggling to himself.
(Please don't tell Team RED?)
[Tiny Tag: BLU Heavy, BLU Medic]
mnt_raph[While the triplets are nestled all snug in their beds, Alanna and Raph discuss the day's events.
Millitimed to Sunday evening.
Warning for alcohol and snickerdoodles.
No miniphants were harmed in the making of this thread.]
Millitimed to Sunday evening.
Warning for alcohol and snickerdoodles.
No miniphants were harmed in the making of this thread.]
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 10:52 pmnita_callahanYou know, usually Nita would be doing homework now? But it's the beginning of the last semester of her senior year, and she's got a light load, and she's enjoying it.
"Enjoying it" translates to sitting by the fire with her feet up, with a stack of origami paper that she's folding into (imperfect, but improving) cranes.
Come join her! There's more paper where that came from.
"Enjoying it" translates to sitting by the fire with her feet up, with a stack of origami paper that she's folding into (imperfect, but improving) cranes.
Come join her! There's more paper where that came from.
(no subject)
Jan. 15th, 2009 11:46 pmkillwhatyouhunt.livejournal.com"It didn't know who it was fucking with."
When he comes through, it isn't through the front door. He comes through the woods and there's a loud screech. What looks between a few good dinos is seen... possibly. Alive at first but dead in the next instant as Riddick jumps on its back and slams his blades into its back. The creature falls, the mercenary falling with it. Giving a low growl he shoves the bioraptor off of himself and stands, covered in goo. Otherwise the creatures blood.
Now all he needs is to get cleaned off. Only problem is... he doesn't know this place. Why would he? This is, after all, before he became Lord Marshall. Jack (Kyra) and Fry got left behind.
Now what?
[OOC: Riddick for the moment is from Pitch Black. Anyone that met him when he first came into Bar can know him. But since this is him before COR, it'll mean he'll get a bit suspicious of you. But he is botherable.]
When he comes through, it isn't through the front door. He comes through the woods and there's a loud screech. What looks between a few good dinos is seen... possibly. Alive at first but dead in the next instant as Riddick jumps on its back and slams his blades into its back. The creature falls, the mercenary falling with it. Giving a low growl he shoves the bioraptor off of himself and stands, covered in goo. Otherwise the creatures blood.
Now all he needs is to get cleaned off. Only problem is... he doesn't know this place. Why would he? This is, after all, before he became Lord Marshall. Jack (Kyra) and Fry got left behind.
Now what?
[OOC: Riddick for the moment is from Pitch Black. Anyone that met him when he first came into Bar can know him. But since this is him before COR, it'll mean he'll get a bit suspicious of you. But he is botherable.]
