Feb. 21st, 2012

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Juliet is dressed to the nines tonight. She'd been expecting a nice, calm dinner date with her boyfriend, but when she stepped through the door she was confronted with chaos.


An Apocalypse.


She tries to head Shawn off before they enter.


"I think we should go back."

[OOC: Two muns, one post! Feel free to have your pups react to Shawn and Jules' reaction, and if they wish, join their dinner; their solo thread comes last.]
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" - just think we ought to consider the possibility that it was sent to us for a reason, my dear. That's all."

"Yeah, well. That's what he said."

Three figures tromp down the stairs into the bar, one after the other. First Andrew, slightly dusty but no worse for the wear after his morning adventure. Then Aziraphael, clutching a large, dark volume to his chest as though it were the Crown Jewels. And then Crowley, rubbing his head irately, an empty banana skin dangling from his other hand.

They pause at the bottom of the staircase, and take in the scene.



"Wow," Crowley says, finally. "You weren't kidding."

[OOC: Three characters, one post; tag any or all.]
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[OOM: Back on Serenity -

"Did you miss me while I was out?"]
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Gordon's been stuck at the Bar for days now, ever since chasing that gray-faced son of a whore and losing track of him. He hasn't been sleeping well; the bizarre events of late changed the door to room 287 into a vertical slab of green, growing grass interspersed with blinking eyes of multiple sizes and colors, so he's been camping out in the hallway instead. About his only consolation is that he knows Alyx is alive, thanks to the bond the Vortigaunts established between them. He can't reach her, because the time differential between Milliways and home means that he's moving while she's staying still, so all that happens is a vague feeling of some immensely drawn-out and slow-moving half-syllable. But at least he knows she's alive.

Now if he could just get that damn door to let him go before somebody gets their skull caved in with a crowbar.
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Enzo is staring in consternation at the latest thing he's enclosed in a containment field. It's safely enclosed, it should be fine, and it'd need to be activated to do anything anyway, but the simple fact remains that he knows what this one is and there is no way it should be here.

He shouldn't be surprised at that, he supposes, but this hits closer to home than the other stuff.
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That whole apocalypse thing going on outside? Shephard's only peripherally aware of it. When you share your room with nine alien puppies and one very hungry alien puppy mama, a lot of your attention is going to be perpetually elsewhere. That includes today. You see, the pups were born about three weeks ago, and while Shephard's not entirely clear on houndeye developmental timelines, he does know that Earth dogs need to start meeting other people and other dogs at around that age. And that Mrs. Wilson is no longer as grouchy and territorial as she's been the past few weeks.

So, uh. Cracks and crystals and general weirdness aside, there's now an area over near the fire containing one full-sized alien eyeball dog and a good nine little wrigglers all clambering over each other and their mama, emitting tiny metallic-sounding yips and wrestling all over a very tired Marine's feet.

The End of All Endings can go [STATEMENT REDACTED; YOU REALLY DON'T WANT TO KNOW].
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OOM:
The family usages, the language, the company, the
furniture—the yearning and swelling heart,
Affection that will not be gainsayed—the sense
of what is real—the thought if, after all, it
should prove unreal


25 — Poem of The Child That Went Forth, and Always Goes Forth, Forever and Forever by Walt Whitman or in which William finds himself in Gotland
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News guy wept and told us Earth was really dy--
Claudia thought a little music was in order as she worked, today. But given the state of things, she didn't want to wear her headphones, just in case something happened, so she got the MP3 player dock from the garage and brought it up.
But... well, you know how sometimes your MP3 player seems to be reading your mind?
'cause I know that it's starting to get warm in here, and things are starting to get strange--

Yeah. That. So Claudia's not getting work done on the bridge device so much as skipping every apocalyptic song she has. Some of them get turned off in a matter of seconds, but others she doesn't know as well, so they sneak up on her.

the sun and moon collide, isn't gravity a funny thing? the universe explodes a--
Claudia groans. "God dammit, Leeroy!"

(OOC: All links go to Youtube videos. Couldn't resist a little psychic-playlist action! Open until the Allpocalypse comes down.)
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Generally, when Ako is down in the main bar she's having a meal, or chatting or by the fire. Maybe just meeting up with friends to go somewhere on an adventure.

Today she is camped out, pretty much literally, and waiting, hoping for a door back to Mahora. (Also her room door wouldn't open to let her back in when she went out this morning, so let's hear it for making a virtue of a necessity, yes?)

So, translucent girl with a bowl of snacks on the tab of an apparently benevolent diety who'd really like to see something just a little more like home.

[OOC: Last taggable EP before Ako's door goes both wibley and wobbly due to Allpocalypse effects. Slowtimes welcome, especially since I'm posting this and running away for a while.]
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The girl who steps through the front door barely limps at all any more, and she looks tanned and healthy, and the sky behind her is bright and sunny blue. 

Which makes the inside of the bar kind of a contrast.

A quick sequence of facial expressions:  surprise; delight; eagerness; dawning horror; wide-eyed panic; sudden anger;  determination.

Steph would never stomp but it's entirely possible she looks more than a little disgruntled as she picks her way - very cautiously indeed - over to the noticeboard, jaw set and expression fierce.  This is her Bar, and someone is going to get punched if they don't stop doing ... whatever it is.

So there.


[slowtime tags welcome; please forgive me if the combination of GMT+11 and general brainfutz gets in the way!]
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[ oom: up and down
bad and good
nobody's living like the way they should
]
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You know that little region of space outside the Observation Window that was looking distorted?

Something at the center just became VERY bright. Just for a fraction of a second, though.

"Oops. Excuse me."

"I appreciate the snack, but do you have to be such a messy eater?"
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[OOM: Tyler is only nine, he can't really be trusted to watch his thoughts all the time. Especially around bathrooms.]

To say the ways people have been going to and from Milliways have been buggy for the past two weeks is like saying the killer ant swarm is just a tiny pest problem. Now there's all sorts of ways to ENTER through the back area of Milliways. The caves (rockslide), the Lake (ahahahano, boiling blood is not conductive to boating OR swimming) or the sky.

...most people usually enter that one under their own power. About forty feet up into the air above the back area, a little boy appears out of nowhere and immediately becomes transparent. Ofcourse he's screaming all the way down, he can't fly! However ten feet above the ground he disappears again...and five seconds later emerges falling and screaming from the first portal.

Seriously. Fucking Milliways. Or he'd be saying that once he gets his wind back to start swearing a blue streak.

[Open for the rest of the Allpocalypse folks! HIT ME]
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[OOM: Milli-timed to earlier this week


"We daresay we find Their Majesties to be quite dull,
but we admit they have their uses."


]
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As he's not leaving, there doesn't seem much else for Jack to do tonight except sit in the bar and have a drink.  It's impossible not to notice the number of people leaving.  Usually there's a steady flow through the door in both directions; tonight it's mostly heading into other worlds.

In truth, Jack hasn't even really considered leaving.  There's precious little outside that door that would miss him, if this is really it, and besides, he can't shake the feeling--the hope?--that maybe there's something he can do, though he knows that he's way out of his depth.

His ebook reader is open in front of him but he hasn't looked at it in a while.  It's malfunctioning, and no matter what button he pushes, the screen simply flickers and displays the same poem that appeared when he turned it on.

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,

Yes, e-reader, he's noticed.

[ooc: Last EP before the allpocalypse!  Open until the closing of slowtimes. :D]
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It's been a harrowing day. Rae gave herself until sunset to prepare and leave - no delaying or putting it off. This isn't her first experience with leaving Milliways, not expecting to ever see it again, and knows pretty well what to expect from herself.

But it's different. Then, she was leaving, fully expecting that she would die in battle against Bo or members of his gang. She was mentally saying goodbye to everyone and everything in her life, not just her friends and memories at Milliways. Holding each friend and place in her mind as she tried to seek closure without saying goodbye. Their lives would continue, simply without her as part of them.

This time Rae is leaving, fully expecting that there will be no bar to return to after things come to a head. Her life will continue, but without this part of it. Without the friends she has made here, who have had such an impact on her. This time, she can't face saying goodbye to them. No one is dying - her friends will continue their lives just as she will - but the walls between universes are just as thick as those between the living and the dead.

Possibly thicker.

The last thing she does before heading for the door is leave a fresh cinnamon roll with the bar for each of her friends. They'll know who made it.
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[[After this. And this. And meanwhile, in Gotland in the 560s, this happened.]]

All the signs are truly dire now, and Teja has decided that now is the time to send the cats, and his wealth, to his people in Gotland. He will not step out of the door, in case it would not let him back in, and he would have to fade on Adalgoth the way he once faded on his Charlie. Instead, he will put a message and a few things on Ferdinand's harness, and leave the rest hidden in the snow on his barrow-hill.

So, he brings his three living cats in cat carriers today (the cats are irritated, as they are not used to having their movement restricted), with Ferdinand wearing the harness already, and a large leather bag that is quietly clinking.

With a heavy heart, Teja carries them through the bar-room, puts down the carriers down, clutches the silver snake bracelet that goddess gave him, and opens his door to Gotland for what well may be the last time ever.



[[OOC: Catch Teja at some stage while he is taking the cat carriers through the bar or after he has deposited them -- while the door is open, the linked OOM is in progress. Thanks!]]
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Will hasn't left yet. As more people leave, he starts to prepare himself to but he can't, not yet. Milliways is as much his home as Sherwood and he can't leave just as he can't leave Sherwood.

As he's been restless, he spent part of the day outside carefully exploring and going through sword forms, because if there is something to fight he will be ready. The red sky weighed on him and he could only stay outside for so long before he came back inside to put together a meal and a drink from the kitchen and behind the counter.

Then he sits and tries not to watch everyone leaving and instead figure out a plan for what might happen next.

(OOC: Catch him outside or inside, this is open as long as it needs to be. He's staying for the fight.)
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[oom: Upstairs, millitimed to both today and the date of the apocalypse. Guppy gets rescued from being Bound. Guest starring Frogspawn (with mod permission), a song from 2023, and warnings for nudity and sexual references.]

Guppy had been planning to evacuate with either Teja or Enzo, but his luck changed. Anyone concerned for his whereabouts will receive the following note:

'Been rescued by Frogspawn. Couldn't get out of the room to tell you. Get out and stay safe, and see you soon. Guppy.'

[ooc: And this is Guppy's official allpocalypse evacuation, so any threads I do here will be millitimed to before this post. See you on the other side :D]