Mar. 12th, 2009

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[personal profile] ofthefamily
[OOM: "Right. Wait. What?"]

[tinytag: carlisle cullen]
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[personal profile] acts_of_gord
Gordon, Alyx, and D0G made it back to Milliways last night. It didn't go well. Not that Gordon really expected it to. They made it as far as room 287 upstairs last night and pretty much collapsed, Alyx in bed, Gordon in one of the chairs.

A man can only stare at the ceiling for so long, though. And given the state Alyx was in when they last spoke, Gordon's pretty sure he shouldn't be there when she wakes up. He gave D0G a note indicated where he planned to be in case Alyx wanted to find him when she woke, and then he changed into his civvies and went outside. So that's where he is now: out by the lake, with his back to a rock, watching the wind over the water and trying to let the events of the past two days sort themselves out in his head.

It's not going well. He could be bothered.


[tinytag: Gordon Freeman, Annabelle Newfield, Dr. John Vattic]
[identity profile] lil-bunny-ronin.livejournal.com
Usagi stands at the back door clutching the door jam with one hand and his blooded katana in the other. He is breathing heavily and his kimono has tears in the sleeves and is singed in several places.

Did someone forget to mention the dangers of the forest to the newcomer?

[Tiny Tags: Miyamoto Usagi, Dr. John Vattic]
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[personal profile] aaaaaaaagh_sky
Out of Milliways: Bryan Wilks.

The door opens on a wrecked and tumbledown scene, but it often does where Ellen is concerned. It's just a different set of wreckage behind her this time. When the door closes she heads over to the Bar to get a Nuka-Cola and something to eat; before the food can appear she remembers something and heads upstairs to the Bar library.

She comes downstairs with a copy of E. O. Wilson's The Ants, and only then claims her food. Anyone who wants to talk to her is free to do so, because there isn't a dang thing in the whole dang book that even comes close to what she's trying to look for.



[tinytag: Ellen (Vault 101 Dweller), Dr. John Vattic, Yuuno Scrya, Tanya Adams. Not plotlocked by any means, but only the people who originally signed up are going to be taken to Grayditch for the ant fight.]
[identity profile] beware-dragon.livejournal.com
The front door opens and a flame-haired girl slips through. Beautiful, young - maybe thirteen, maybe fourteen, certainly no older - and she sets each foot down carefully. She has bright blue eyes, and they never stop moving as she walks into the bar.

Elspeth told her to be Careful. Elspeth told her that it wasn't like home. Elspeth would...probably rather that Dragon not come at all, really.

But Dragon wants to explore.

[ooc: Please read this before tagging, thank you!]

tiny!tag: carlotta brown, dragon
[identity profile] miami-axe.livejournal.com
Sam Axe has worn a lot of hats, over his life. Navy SEAL, spy, FBI, the lot.

Today, he wears the expression of a man who feels like he's died and gone to heaven.

Of course, he actually is thinking that literally, right now. Might as well enjoy it, he thinks.

He walks over to the bar (and that's the part that really makes him think it's actually heaven) and laughs.

"Come on! Saint John or Archangel Gabriel or whoever... what's it take to get a beer around here?"

When it appears in front of him, he grins. "Now that's what I call service," he says.

[tiny tag: Sam Axe]
[identity profile] bythatmuch.livejournal.com
[Tags may be slow until this evening, but this EP will be open for a while!]

Some time ago, an adorable young woman named Jenny gave Max a shiny present.

After certain events transpired, Max forgot that this shiny present of his actually existed.

Bar, however, reminded him. (Really, she was tired of holding it for him.)



This is why Max is currently outside, calmly blasting the $%^# out of a target in the firing range.

Pulse blasters? TOTALLY better than any other weapon ever, hands down.

(Except light sabers, maybe.

Max should so befriend a Jedi, next.)

[tiny pewpewpew tag; Maxwell Smart]
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[personal profile] spokeslizard
Gecko walks through the door and looks around.  Hmm.  He thought this was the Frolic Room.  No matter.  A bar is a bar.

He strolls passed the Window without a second glance, dodges the boot of something he assumes is a biker.  (When you're six inches tall, all boots look the same.)  Scaling a bar stool, he proceeds to make himself at home.  

"What, no one on duty behind the bar?"  

A napkin appears:  I'm on duty.  What can I get you?

This does not seem to phase him in the least.  "Dirty martini, love.  Extra olive, if you please.  Christ you won't believe what kind of day I've had.  Unbelievable."

[ tiny sticky footed tag : The Geico Gecko ]

[identity profile] mr-v-and-mr-c.livejournal.com
The door opens, letting in two men. They're laughing rather loudly about something, but it'd take a strong stomach to ask what it is. You see, one of them is carrying a primitive but nasty-looking knife, and the other has a machete. Both of these items are covered in blood.

A scream from outside can just be heard before the door closes.

(Bother if you dare.)
[identity profile] i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com
After several days, Gracie comes down from upstairs and receives her note from Katherine. Her face is indecipherable until the very end and then a ghost of a smile crosses her features. With a small sigh she sits down and starts working on a reply.

ExpandDear Kassen.. )
[identity profile] heyfootballhead.livejournal.com
Arnold is sitting on a couch by the fire, absently balancing a basketball on one finger.

Every now and then, when the spin on it slows down, he smacks it to get it going again.

He looks kind of bored.


[tiny athletic tags: Hey Arnold, The Old Firm, Thirteen]
[identity profile] keptherwaiting.livejournal.com
Friday is not a good day for Jasper. He stares at his desktop all through first period. As Megan in front of him tosses her hair over her shoulder. As George nearby leans over to sneak a look at his notes. Their scents are torture and his throat burns and he stares at his desk.

Every class after is the same. Most of the students at Forks High usually leave him alone, but today they all seem to want nothing more than to talk to him. They ask him questions, they make small talk. Their myriad of emotions only make it worse.

By lunch, he forgoes the cafeteria in favor of the woods. He runs until he finds the largest buck he can and he ruins his new button down - his wife would not be pleased - by staining it with blood.

He never even realizes he's crossed over the invisible boundary into Milliways when he camps beneath a tree, fingers wound painfully tight in his hair, as his ragged, unneeded breaths subside.

Contrary to how he may appear, he's feeling much, much better.

[Tiny Sparklepire Tag Splattered with Blood: Jasper Hale, Alice Cullen, Jane Austen]

[OOC: So he may look scary, but he won't traumatize or bite anyone. Promise. Though he may freak out for two seconds about being found until he realizes he's no longer in Forks.]
[identity profile] amoneything.livejournal.com
A older woman enters, barely lifting a brow as she walks in. Her wrinkled face still carries some vestiges of a former beauty - a beauty that used to make men bend over backwards. Despite her unassuming appearance, she doesn't seem all that surprised to be there.

Then again, she's seen quite a few things in her lifetime, and the appearance of a bar isn't all that thrilling in comparison.

(In fact, considering the headline she read earlier in today's paper, it's pretty goddamn appropriate.)

It's well before noon in Nepenthe Gardens, but that doesn't stop her from making her way to the bar in the hopes of ordering a drink. She doesn't want to think about what Laurie would say. She doesn't want to have to think at all, really.

Eddie Blake is dead, and the woman formerly known to the world as Sally Jupiter is going to mourn him the only way she knows how.

[tiny tag: sally jupiter]
[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com
Her werewolf is off being all... moon-y.

And she tries not to go traveling during the full moon.

But the farmhouse gets small, with so many people.

So, she's at the bar, since he won't notice if no time passes, right?

At the bar, in a booth, with a very very cheesy, with lots and lots of crunchy veggies, pizza.

It's not quite as good as geckos, but she figures that sort of thing probably isn't a good idea near the full moon.
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[[OOM: Dreaming of a former life...]]

The morning is fresh and pleasant; the sun has risen some hours ago, and there is a green shimmer on the trees and bushes already.

Teja is sitting in front of the forge, on a log that is lying beside the open door.

There is a grey kitten on his shoulder, a white-and-grey cat in his lap, and a tabby on his left foot. Teja is humming to himself, or maybe, singing to the cats. They purr along.

Teja has had too much. The madness of this place has confused him beyond his ability to fathom, and last night's dream is lingering with with a persistent, wistful sweetness. He wants it all to end.-


[[OOC: Teja is still reset -- see this Backroom post from Monday!]]
[identity profile] exspdblue.livejournal.com
Sky steps into the bar. It has been a long time, Milliway's. He wears his uniform as in the icon but the blue is red at this time. He is however, wearing the bracelet of morphing red rangers across time. He places a hand to the bracelet and smiles a bit to himself. He walks up to Bar and orders a coffee. It comes just the way he likes it. He sits down and just sips his coffee... Eyes closing.
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu
Guppy is sitting quietly in his usual booth, running the walk in clinic and testing the batteries in various medical instruments whilst he's there.

Free Walk-in Clinic
The doctor is in


There is also a large plate of biscuits on the table, if anyone just wants company.
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[personal profile] protecthefuture
[OOM: Sarah has a run in with a few T-1000s and the world falls into chaos as the mother of the future takes her last breath.]


Whenever Sarah eventually comes downstairs, she's visibly shaking. Nothing had prepared her for the nightmare. For the idea of the machines coming at her like that. For her being stuck in the mental institution all over again. Except where she wasn't insane. And she was in a bar at the end of the universe. One where Cameron was... Something just screamed out wrong with all of it.

Shaking her head, she walks over to the bar and orders the strongest they have before downing the shot. And then she has bar refill the drink. After all... she needs it. Especially after seeing herself die and seeing the strange man she'd never seen before give the killing blow.





[OOC: Doppelganger plot; first post with an OOC note gets the plot]


[Tiny Tag: Sarah J. Connor]
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[personal profile] and_3_quarters
'So the worst has happened, my skin has gone to pot and my parents are splitting up.'

Adrian isn't sure what he's doing in the bar tonight, other than avoiding being at home. His parents are arguing about which of them doesn't get custody of him. He'd rather not stick around and overhear.

So instead he sits rather dejectedly in the corner, not even feeling like eating the mars bar that Bar gave him on the way in, and wondering about all the little things, like whether he'll get to keep the dog.

[tinytag: Adrian Mole]
[identity profile] lockedupwithme.livejournal.com
[OOM: At Midnight, All the Agents]

There is a small thump outside the door, probably only audible to those very close to it.

This is followed by not-small-at-all thump, which results in the door popping slightly ajar.

Having successfully smashed Daniel's lock, Rorschach pushes the door open and steps inside--

But this is not Dan's building. It's not a bar Rorschach immediately recognizes, either.

"Hurm."

He refuses to back out. There's a bar in Daniel's apartment, and he isn't leaving it until he figures out why.

Thus: There is one short, masked, man standing in the doorway. The mask is white with an ever-shifting inkblot covering it, and his ensemble is completed with a brown fedora and trenchcoat.

[tiny vigilante tags: Rorschach, Hercules, Billy Kaplan, Ryan Evans]
[identity profile] shimmershift.livejournal.com
River is sitting under a table in the center of the bar, tangled in a mess of long skirts and bell sleeves.

She is humming to herself with a smile.


[OOC: And slowtimes are now in effect! :D! THANKS, DUDES! We had loads of fun!]