Jan. 28th, 2011

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[[OOM: Previously, on the all Boo channel]]

A small child with bouncy pigtails runs through the door into the bar. She has with her what appears to be a balloon, but upon closer inspection it can be seen that Behind her is a small yellow guy with overalls, black boots and black gloves, and a pair of goggles covering his one large eye. Attached to his overalls is a string made of Red Vines to ensure that he doesn't float away.

Boo stops almost as soon as she gets through the door, squeals and claps her hands. "STUART!" She glances up at her friend, who looks as surprised as she is happy. "LOOK! It's the bar!"

She runs from place to place, Stuart bobbing along after her, telling him what she things are the important things to know. ("Here I met Lellow Kake. An here I made pretty hearts 'n here is where the Birdie always sits and..")

Once Boo's tour brings them to The Bar, she scrambles up onto a bar stool and pats the wood fondly. "Dis is Lady Bar. She is nice. And-" she lowers her voice to a whisper "she knows everything."

Just then a Hello Kitty Bill plate of waffles (WITH CREME) appears with a glass of chocolate milk. "See!! I told you she knows everything!"

Stuart babbles something incoherent and a plate of food appears for him as well. His eyes widen and then he grins and begins trying to swim through the air towards his plate.

"Oh, um." Boo looks thoughtfully at Stuart, who is too far above to reach his food. A balloon filled with sand appears on top of Bar. "Thanks!" Boo ties Stuart's Red Vine string to the balloon and places it on the floor so that Stuart is hovering just a few inches above the top of the bar top.

Stuart takes a bite and babbles excitedly to Boo.

"I know! Isn't it good?!"
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[personal profile] doesntsaymuch
It's been a while since a certain silent terror has stepped foot in Milliways, but he's feeling brave today. It's stupid to avoid a place because one 'freak accident' happened that could have happened to anybody.

But it happened to him, and he's decided that he has got to get over this paranoia. And he's convinced that that's exactly what it is. Paranoia. Nothing will happen, and as far as he's aware, only a few people even know what happened. He's pretty sure that any odd looks that happen to be thrown in his direction just have to do with the fact that he's walked in, carrying four dozen doughnuts.

After all, after a crisis, the best thing to do is to just keep doing what you've always done.


And in Teller's case, this includes four dozen doughnuts, which he does intend to share with anyone who asks.
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[personal profile] aaaaaaaagh_sky
Ellen went to the Bar this morning and asked very politely for the loan of some winter clothing so that she could take Dogmeat outside and attempt some distance running without her armor. Bar did nothing for a bit, and then suddenly produced a long, white coat. A specific long, white coat.

She's probably going to be standing at the bar staring at it until Dogmeat nudges her or someone interrupts her staring, so feel free to be the one to do so.
[identity profile] not-yourproblem.livejournal.com
The British Government is back in the bar today, and he doesn't seem at all bothered by the recent mayhem he may or may not have inadvertently caused.

No, he's far more interested in the instruction manual he received from the Bar on his first visit. Reading the manual seems far more efficient than trying to figure out all of the intricacies of this place through trial and error.

He's quite certain that accidentally coming across a giant squid outside would have been quite terrifying indeed, so he's quite glad for the thoughtful warning included in the book.
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Staying overnight in Milliways to take a breather is a good idea in theory. In practice, it only works when everyone agrees to actually go to sleep. Gordon and Alyx were both ready for bed at about the same time; their not-yet-born children, on the other hand, had other ideas.

In short, Alyx has only just now gotten what she believes to be a reasonable amount of sleep, and that was only in short segments. Now she's up--barely--sagged in a booth near the stairs, wondering why none of the waitrats have come around yet.


tinytag: Pavel Chekov
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[personal profile] claudiometer
"Hey, so, uh, Bar. That tan El Camino in the garage. Is anyone attached to that?"
Considering Claudia saw a number of cars she recognises from various things-with-cars, it seemed like a good idea to ask before she goes nuts down there. (Not to mention, she may or may not be biting off more than she can chew - like that's ever stopped her before.)
No, says the napkin answering her question.
"So, in theory, if I wanted to work on it, see if I can get it back into driving condition, I could?"
I don't see why not. The keys are with me whenever you'd like.
Claudia grins. "Sweet. Always wanted a car that's really a truck."

In conclusion: Techno-whiz-kid at the Bar, following up her car talk with a sandwich order. She wouldn't say no to a conversation.
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[personal profile] morethanprops
Moist enters the Bar with a smile, he's been avoiding it so there's no new trouble with Lore, but he's glad to find it on this snowy day. Though he almost trips as he enters due to a dog with some bulldog in it at his heels.

He sighs and keeps going to the counter with the dog behind him, he orders food, a leash and a drink for himself and gets a note.

Once the dog is fed and secured where he can watch it, he moves behind the Bar and takes off his overcoat to figure out the specials.

Specials
Ginger Fire
Winter Wine
Bulldog Cocktail
Would you like a dog? Name it or give this stray a home and your drink's free. The dog is now named Franz and belongs to Urquhart.


Then he starts his drink and watches the dog, it seems rather well behaved. Later in the evening the sign is changed.

Tiny tag who likes dogs: Moist von Lipwig
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[oom: A fortnight or so ago, Guppy took a distraught Thirteen home with him for a week's holiday. She helps solve a few mysteries.]

Guppy is full of flu. Beyond the point of sensible staying-in-his-room-not-infecting-anyone.

He's currently wandering around the bar, looking confused, and trying to find his whistle. Since he never actually had one in the first place, this could take some time...

[tinytag: Imdb flu]
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[personal profile] alotofgood
[ oom:

April 9, 1976.

In which news of the Slughorn Easter party reaches James Potter, who has both an opinion — and in true Marauder fashion, a plan. ]