milliways_bar | Oct. 31st, 2011

Oct. 31st, 2011

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warning for talk of drugs & death

the other day i found myself up on the corner
i thought i run into a friend of mine

started_scarred

Lakeside

flickedmethevs

[Conversations with Dead People:

I know I've dreamed you, a sin and a lie
I have my freedom but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried
Let's do some living, after we die

Mild language; mild spoilers; many thanks to Bethan and Write for their help! ♥]

perfectblue.livejournal.com

["... but even though she didn't mean to
- didn't want to -
high up in that castle
she built herself a cave
(hoping)

but you can't save me this time
can you?"]

wolflord_andain

[OOM: Mortals are not welcome in Pendaran Wood, save, perhaps, when the Wolflord does a little convincing.]

vance_prime

From Alyx's perspective, it's only been a few minutes since Shephard and Gordon walked into Milliways. Of course, she doesn't know that, since she's been stuck on the Borealis while they're still on shore. In any case, there's no way they could have warned her about the holiday before she walks in.

It's a good thing her pregnant belly forces her to move slowly already, or suddenly being wrapped in a bright blue kimono would cause her to stumble and possibly faceplant. As it is, she stops short and looks down at herself in bewilderment.

"Okay," she says to no one in particular, "I appreciate not being stuck with anything too skimpy or complicated this time, but I really don't get this costume."

A beat.

"I like the swords, though. The swords are good."

boston_bruiser

The effect is almost instantaneous. One second, Voodoo's standing in the doorway -

- and the next, he's not.

Anyone who happens to look about three feet down, however, will spot a very bewildered-slash-irritated animal covered in combat gear several sizes too big for him.

Yeah, Bar took the acronym a bit too literally.

mnt_mike

If you're listening, you can hear the singing start before the door to the Staff Hallway swings open.
It's quiet...but it's there.

"ba nananana they say it's your birthday
it's my birthday too yeah.

Is that...musical accompaniment by bicycle horn?

"THEY SAY ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY
WE'RE GONNA HAVE A GOOD TIME!"

The door swings open and out walks the Barman. He's carrying a large round cake slathered heavily in chocolate frosting. Behind him trots Stampy, who's hitched up to a Radio Flyer wagon carrying two pans of brownies. One with frosting and one "plain."

"I'm glad it's your birthday!
Happy birthday to you!"

Oh yeah...did we forget to mention that he's still singing?
Because he totally is.
And not just the lyrics, he's also singing the drum and guitar parts as well.

There's also dancing, because the song references dancing...so...dancing.

As Mike and Stampy approach the writing on the Specials Board behind Bar begins to morph:

HALLOWEEN!
CAKE! YES HAVE SOME!
SPOOKY DRINKS ON THE HOUSE!
DANCING ENCOURAGED!
BROWNIES BY REQUEST!

bloodyvirgo

[OOM: So Gloria,
Send out your message of the light
That shadows in the night.
Gloria, where's your undying love?
Tell me the story of your life

(This street’s not forever, but it never seems to end
I know we’ll stay together, though neither wants to bend
The horizon is nearer than we could ever dream
But then I think you always knew)]

Kanaya rubs tiredly at her eyes as she comes down the stairs this morning, having stayed up late talking with Rose the night before. An odd sensation washes over her as she reaches the bottom of the stairs, and as she pulls her hand away from her face, she blinks at it's pinkish pallor and it's lack of claws.

A quick scramble for her mirror only brings more startled blinking at her reflection.

"Oh
Well"

All these CHANGES and TRANSFROMATIONS. Shit where's the landlard?

calmhrtprevails

A moment ago, the door was largely blocked by nine feet of green-skinned mutant in the scraps of an old Vault suit. That is no longer the case.

"What.... what just happened?" says the uniformed man standing there instead. And then: "Is that my voice?"

a1enzo

[OOM: Tyler Marlocke finally visits cyberspace.]

Enzo enters the bar cheerfully. Things are pretty good lately. Tyler's visit the other cycle went well, and the whole setup seems to be having the desired effect on the cadets. Tone pulled off her carnival. Balun, Value, and Tone just graduated, but have promised once again to visit frequently enough to throw this into question. He's due to visit with Dani, and then, vacation.

Plus, it's Hallowe'en, so things should get interesting, in a wacky but harmless manner. Let's see what Milliways has in store for him...

"Oh, come on!"

dark_dancer

A BLU Sniper walks into a bar.

When Cata realises her usual black attire seems to have been replaced, she rubs a hand across her face. "Was this really necessary?"
It would have been better if the change in clothing had taken her stack of exam papers to be graded along with it, but oh well.

(OOC: I have to leave for work in about half an hour, but I wanted to get this up; it's open until it scrolls or the end of the week, whichever's later.)

un_fantome

On any given day, Silas habitually wears opaque clothes with long sleeves, and long trousers. Only one of those is he wearing today; the bar has replaced his shirt with a pair of white feather wings, leaving him topless. He's in a pair of white loose pants, white hair tousled from sleeping late, and once he reaches the bar he stops, looking down. "...Oh. My."

Come see what Halloween has done to one of Milliways' albino population.

no_vampires_plz

One can hear Twilight's approach to the back door of Milliways long before she actually arrives--a soft jingle jingle jingle that increases in volume with every iteration.

Finally, just as you're about to get out of your seat and look outside to figure out what is making that damn ringing noise, she strides in. She's wearing a broad-brimmed pointed blue hat and matching cape; both are spangled with stars and moons and rimmed with golden bells. She also has a very impressive (though somewhat ill-fitting) false beard.

Twilight takes two steps into Milliways, jingling with each step, then stops and blinks in surprise. "Oh! They celebrate Nightmare Night in Milliways, too?"

interrogoiterum

[Out of Milliways: Not brightest day, but Blackest Night:
How can we escape their sight?

"Can you feel nothing, Renee Montoya?"]

twiceahero.livejournal.com

It's Halloween.

And while Barbara works pretty hard to keep from getting her hopes up as the day approaches each year, she's only ever partially successful. Disappointment is a hard thing, of course, but as each year comes and she's not disappointed, it's hard not to anticipate just a bit.

So if she's smiled a bit more, and laughed a bit more, and generally seemed more approachable over the past few days (maybe even enough for some people to remark on it), she can't really be blamed for it.

And, once again, she is not disappointed.

At this very moment there is a slightly built woman with red hair and costume infused with bright yellow perched on the bar. Her legs swing freely over the edge and she seems to be taking long sips from her milkshake as she has an energetic conversation with her seat. Napkins and happy observations fly back and forth.

If she seems a bit giddy, or a bit flushed, it's likely due to the fact that she only recently sat down, and that until she did she was essentially frolicking around the bar. It took the form of gratuitous gymnastics and a few trips up and through the rafters, but it looked an awful lot like frolicking. Though, of course, the woman will deny that it was any such thing.

And, by her expression, she'll probably be back to it shortly, so if you want to talk to her, better catch her quick. And if you want to frolic yourself? Well, she probably won't object to company.

[Open until it falls off the page. And even after, if you like!]

one_man_army

"Afternoon, Captain."

"Afternoon, Staff Sergeant."

needs_fern

[OOM: It's really not Fluttershy's night.]

The front door opens and slams so quickly that you might not think someone could get through it in time. But someone has, and she's now pressed against the wall right next to it, breathing heavily.

After a few moments, her expression goes from simple terror to bewildered panic. Very slowly, she takes one hand off the wall and brings it up in front of her face. Then she freezes completely. She looks like she's screaming, but no sound is coming out. (Probably no air is getting in, either; somepony want to do something about that?)

[OOC: For the curious: human!Fluttershy is a bit over six feet tall, and not particularly curvy. Her hair is still pink, and her dress matches her usual fur and feathers - including the trio of butterflies on each hip.]

wolflord_andain

[OOM: Scatter my bones on the wild green tide.]

hey35andholding

[OOC: In and OOM: Sam and Clementine break up, but that isn't the only loss Clementine's suffered. First thread still in progress.]

It's a surprisingly pensive Clementine that comes through the door. If you look closely, you'll see the tracks of hastily-wiped away tears on her face, and pick up a slight quiver to her lip.

Bar has been kind enough not to dress her up for the occasion, as she walks blindly toward the bar and leans against it.

She reaches mindlessly into the front pocket of her jacket and pulls something out.

A pewter pendant of an eagle on a leather chain, its belly filled with energy-infused crystals.

She squeezes it in her hand. "Damn it, Jones...."

It sounds like she doesn't know if she should laugh or cry.

basic_powers

Beauford Tannen, sometimes bartender, striding into the bar with a smirk on his face, it was a nice July day back home what did he have to worry about while he headed for the restroom.

Five years of not having it happen dull a man's senses, he realizes as something shifts around him the moment he passes the threshold.

"...no." There's a quick check to make sure he's still HIM...which he is...face, hands, gloved, but still his so that's some relief...

Until he looks down at the himself in the costume he's been thrust into.

"...oh fuck my life." He murmurs. "Dinah is going to kill me."

Current Mood: ...craaaaap

missmarybennet

Mary Bennet comes downstairs into the bar, takes two steps, and freezes.

A tiny, panicked voice in her head is shrilling, Oh, NOW what?!

Her body is suddenly encased in a heavy layer of bulky white material. There are boots on her feet and gloves on her hands. There’s a strange, stiff collar that extends halfway down the……bodice? And all of her hair seems to be pulled tightly over to one side. The whole ensemble is so strange and uncomfortable that she only barely registers that she’s wearing trousers of all indecent things.

She still hasn’t moved.

She’s a little afraid to, honestly.

craftylildoodlepumpkin

"...And no, I don't think Cheese Wiz should be the fifth food group...." Juliet trails off as they step (well, he's stepping - she's skating) over the threshold and into the Bar, which has kindly materialized while they were travelling to a costume party. At least they left their homes wearing these costumes - unlike other, more unfortunate folks.

Have a roller derby girl and an unshaven vampire Lestat, Milliways. Treat them well.

[OOC: Two muns, one post! We're here for the next four hours, then headed to slows, with fresh tags always welcome,as this post is open indefinitely. Happy Halloween!]

filemyclaim

Daddy's baby.

Mama's maybe...

wheelsy_sheriff

"Can you get the cow down?"

...

"No y'can't shoot it! Someone figured a way t'get it up on that roof y'can figure one on how t'get it off."

Ending his call as he walks through the door, Bill shakes his head and sighs.

"Jesus Christ."

It only takes him a moment to realize he's walked into Milliways, and less than that to make a quick turn back around for the door, but even so, he's too late.

The door closes and winks out of existence, and Bill's uniform is replaced by a costume.

Bill takes quick stock of himself and gapes.

"What the hell is this?!"

ostro_goth

Teja walks into the bar from the main door, which closes on an early evening in Gotland.

He is very cheerful, for Teja.

Also, he is being followed in by a very small person wearing a large helmet with partial face mask, and a wooden sword.

"How does that thing with the sweets work now?" asks a small eager voice from within the helmet.

river_meimei

When River comes in, she's wearing a yellow sundress and pink lacy sweater, and her black stompy boots. She's grinning down at the floor, as if still amused by something someone said just before she opened the door.

Two steps in, and the clothing changes: her sundress lengthens into something warmer and more homespun that wouldn't be out of place in some of the Rim's more isolated settlements (or the 1800s), and acquires a ruffled apron over top of it. The lacy sweater transmutes into a warm wool cloak, its deep folds nearly reaching the ground -- all in crimson, with a hood spread across her shoulders. The stompy boots, however, stay the same.

River's about equally distracted by the cloak's weight, and the basket that just appeared over one arm. From the smell rising through the checked cloth, it contains fresh steamed dumplings.

[OOC: She'll venture outside eventually, because why not, when you've just acquired a really warm cloak? You can catch her either indoors or out by the lake, as your character likes.]

the_gene_genie

My friends can't find some things I say
Must be the way I say those things
My friends can't find some things I do
Must be the way I do those things

I can't change it
But I'm trying to do right

Current Music: Frankie Miller - I Can't Change It

ikissdhimbck

[Upstairs:

Daddy's little girl.

Following her nightmare from a few nights ago. No warnings to speak of.]

howling_laugh

[OOM: Halloween. The barriers between worlds are thin- especially if you happen to have a key to a certain door. Welcome to Alaska, and to Raven's housewarming party.]

evilontheloose

Evil Genius (or, a teenage girl of very short height).

Big bag of assorted candy.

Laptop.

...

The sign on the table is a bit different:

Genius For Hire

Hi-Tech Solutions for all kinds of problems.

untiedtheknots

[oom: "Istrus, however, says that Artemis loved Orion and came near marrying him.

But what she did after his death, we shall tell in the stories about her."]

ikissdhimbck

Kate wanders downstairs, tiredly running a hand through her hair. The instant she reaches the landing, she finds her fingers brushing cold fiberglass rather than soft hair.

She blinks.

Glancing down at her outfit, she can't help but be grateful that she's actually covered up this year. Perhaps the Bar took pity on her after the night she's had. Still, she isn't sure she gets it.

One USAF pilot in flight suit at the Bar. With a sudden, strange itch to go flying.

[ooc: I declare this open forever, given how late it's actually going up. Tags welcome anytime. ^__^]