My little bartender, my little bartender...

[no_vampires_plz]

Twilight stares down at the letters on the napkin Bar has just given her. "You want me to what?"

The letters change.

"What, now??"

They change again.

"B-but I don't know anything about making mixed drinks! How am I supposed to--oh." Her expression changes from concerned to pleased as a very thick book of cocktail recipes appears on the countertop. "Thank you."

After several minutes of flipping through the book and taking notes, Twilight trots around to the back side of the Bar and magically lifts a piece of chalk to write down the evening's specials.

Magic Star
Apple Jack
Blue Diamond
Pinky
Rainbow Brew
...

Twilight flips through the book. Thinks. Flips through the book some more. Thinks some more. Finally, she leaves a space and writes the following on the bottom edge of the Specials board:

Help me find a recipe that fits Fluttershy and your drink is free.

[ooc: I'm turning in early, so this is closed to new threads. Thanks for a fun evening, guys!]

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[has_no_future]

(OOM http://has-no-future.livejournal.com/754.html)


Kai opened the door to his home and found himself in Milliways. For him, this was a good place for his research. He headed to a table and sat down to read his enormous pile of books.  He's totaly botherable. 

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[vyvyan]

Vyvyan has become aware that a certain... thorn in his side has become temporarily indesposed. Or at least that's what he's willing to assume when he saw a fully rash-covered Guppy disappearing upstairs with an armful of medical texts from around the universe and a bottle of ketchup.

Simce said doctor has been refusing him permission to try and perform surgery on people, Vyv has seized his chance.

Making sure the good doctor is safely 'quarantined' (trapped in his room with planks nailed to the door) he's set up a stall in the main bar.

WALK IN CLINICK
WILL PERFORM MEDASIN FOR MONEY
TOTERLY LEGIT.

Come over... if you dare.

[OOC: DISCLAIMER - Vyvyan is not medically qualified, not a member of infirmary staff and any treatment your pup seeks from him is unlikely to work. He will not however inflict anything permanent or more than a little irritating on any 'patient'.
Anyone who fancies rescuing Guppy also welcome to tag here.

Tinytag: Vyvyan]

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[mediates.livejournal.com]

One of the hazards of being a mediator is that occasionally, you come in contact with people who don't want to be helped to their final destination. Sometimes, they throw what could accurately called hissy fits.

Unfortunately, ghosts throwing hissy fits tend to throw other things, too. Like trees. And cars. And people. Like him. He's not really feeling all that great, thanks to hitting a wall at an uncomfortable speed and angle. So it's a good time to find Milliways instead of having to try to sneak back into his room (especially when his wrist is hurting like maybe he sprained it).

Also, you might wonder why a floating piece of someone's fence is following Jack around and occasionally nudging him. That's because an invisible ghost dog is either begging to play fetch or trying to help Jack stay upright. It's a close call which.

In conclusion: a boy, a dog, a fence, and a possibly sprained wrist.