Apr. 22nd, 2012

filemyclaim: (smug with brisco)
[personal profile] filemyclaim
[OOM: It's a long way back from the Allpocalypse, but they've got the bases covered.]

...And there's the tiniest jingle as the door opens.

"Huh," Brisco grins. "VERY fancy. Guess I was wrong to think we shook this place..." he turns around. "Dix?"

Dixie pauses for the tiniest moment, the shortest second, before taking a deep breath and stepping over the threshhold. "Well. I do suppose this IS the long way around..." She glances over her shoulder as she pertly strides inside, leaving Brisco to gently tug his horse into the bar.

Welcome back the conquering heros - and yes, it's worth noting that they look closer than ever.

[OOC: Two muns, one post - get one or both. Or Comet. If you have little green apples. Open forever, and millitimed to before the big shindig!]
havetubawilltravel: (Oooh)
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Hear that vague sound, Milliways?

The sound of hooves landing on a wooden floor with a light, springy 'boing'?

It belongs to a bright pink pony who's literally bounding over the threshold of her door, wearing a multicolored Hawaiian lei, chewing a big wad of bubblegum, with a little green alligator tucked into her mane, and humming this song through her snout. When she realizes she's not where she was, she takes a very long pause to wonder just how the doorway to the library turned into a bar.

And then she grins. "Wow! Twilight Sparkle SURE has changed the library a lot!" she says, to no one in particular - possibly to the glassy-eyed alligator sitting atop her head like a hood ornament, and blows the biggest bubble she can manage. After it pops, she adds, thoughtfully, "I wonder where she put the books! Maybe she put them over here! Nope not here - maybe over there - ooh, maybe they're hiding up there!"

And she goes on like that.

Welcome to Milliways, Pinkie Pie.

[OOC: instaslows may apply; open til her next ep.]

[Tiny tag of bounce: Pinkie Pie]
puckishly: (green-eyed monster)
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[oom: from deep in the forest of slowtime, we bring you the gripping tale of what happens the morning after havelock drinks atlantean.

warnings for grumpiness, cuddles, and sleepily pulling knives on loved ones.]
lilium_evansiae: (hidden smile)
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Lily got a letter in the post this morning, one that didn't come from either of her parents (who are generally her only correspondents while she's at school). It's one she's been watching for and kind of hoping for, judging from the seal on the back and the design of the stationary, but she didn't really want to open it in the madness of breakfast at Hogwarts.

So she's brought it to the end of the universe, where she can be found reading over the response with an ever-growing smile.

It turns out that if you want a summer job in a Potions shop, getting references from Slughorn and Dumbledore will open a door or two. Madam Staton would be delighted to meet with her over Easter break to discuss the possibility.

So, one carefully optimistic witch at a table, with a letter and butterbeer.