Aug. 13th, 2012
Val von Doom | Fantastic Four | at Bar
Aug. 13th, 2012 08:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
time_dancerVal is back to human and has spent the last few nights in her room, attempting to finalize a few experiments but her mind wasn't really into it so she didn't get too far. Well, she did with a computer simulation or two but the chemical ones just weren't grabbing her attention.
Now she's downstairs and wanting a root dir float but that would require her to digitize herself again and it seems irresponsible to do that just for a tasty beverage. Maybe a root beer float will be just as good?
Now she's downstairs and wanting a root dir float but that would require her to digitize herself again and it seems irresponsible to do that just for a tasty beverage. Maybe a root beer float will be just as good?
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Aug. 13th, 2012 12:52 pmspaceboy3000The face currently on the other side of the door isn't new, but it has been quite a while since it's been here. The look on said face turns from confusion to delight as its owner realizes where he's arrived.
"Hey, Milliways! What up?"
When he gets to the bar, there's a smiley-face napkin waiting for him along with a glass of glowing green soda.
"Aw, I missed you too."
"Hey, Milliways! What up?"
When he gets to the bar, there's a smiley-face napkin waiting for him along with a glass of glowing green soda.
"Aw, I missed you too."
First Snap | A newcomer! | at the bar
Aug. 13th, 2012 01:47 pmevilisfabulous"Almost. Almost. I was reunited with my Master. Everything was...perfect." A gray-skinned demon dressed in white, a red cloak clasped around his shoulders, sits at the bar, his hand idly rotating the glass of...wait, is that some kind of liquid metal?! Not even the sight of the destruction of the universes seems to cheer him up. His head is rested against the bar itself. Yeah. This guy has been here for a while. His voice is slurred.
"And then that brat...that same insufferable human... I hate that boy. I hate him so very much..."
He lifts his head and starts downing that glass without stopping for breath until it's completely drained. Once it's finished he slams the glass down and rests his head on his arms. "Another."
"And then that brat...that same insufferable human... I hate that boy. I hate him so very much..."
He lifts his head and starts downing that glass without stopping for breath until it's completely drained. Once it's finished he slams the glass down and rests his head on his arms. "Another."
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Aug. 13th, 2012 02:54 pmaaaaaaaagh_sky[OOM: Deathclaw.]
That... was an interesting experience. Ellen's smiling slightly, shaking her head, as she steps through the door. Dogmeat's at her heels, but today she has her 'pack mule' behind her- a prewar Giddyup Buttercup robot horse she reassembled from parts she found in her travels. This is because she wants to go through all of her possible heavy energy weapons in relative peace, and it's easier to do that here than in the Wasteland, and those blasted guns are big. The Gatling laser's not as huge as Fawkes' model, but it's awkward to carry at the same time as the Tesla cannon, and the modified plasma rifle's not exactly simple to haul either. Better let the robot do it instead of her.
She and the (living) dog and the (robot) horse will be out back by the firing range, practicing incinerating targets with lasers, smiting them with lightning, or blasting them with green plasma for some time. Feel free to stop by and say hello- she might not have her Gauss with her, but she's in a pretty good mood anyway, and she has to stop to reload sometime.
That... was an interesting experience. Ellen's smiling slightly, shaking her head, as she steps through the door. Dogmeat's at her heels, but today she has her 'pack mule' behind her- a prewar Giddyup Buttercup robot horse she reassembled from parts she found in her travels. This is because she wants to go through all of her possible heavy energy weapons in relative peace, and it's easier to do that here than in the Wasteland, and those blasted guns are big. The Gatling laser's not as huge as Fawkes' model, but it's awkward to carry at the same time as the Tesla cannon, and the modified plasma rifle's not exactly simple to haul either. Better let the robot do it instead of her.
She and the (living) dog and the (robot) horse will be out back by the firing range, practicing incinerating targets with lasers, smiting them with lightning, or blasting them with green plasma for some time. Feel free to stop by and say hello- she might not have her Gauss with her, but she's in a pretty good mood anyway, and she has to stop to reload sometime.
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Aug. 13th, 2012 05:12 pmno_vampires_plzHer right eye is almost better, but Dr. Peepers said she should continue wearing the eyepatch for the rest of the week just to be on the safe side. Her mane is growing back, slowly but surely. The cut on her cheek is healing up nicely, as is the bump on her head. But the fallout of Twilight's little experiment with time travel goes far beyond the physical. It's left a scar on her psyche that may never be repaired.
A scar which was revealed today when the newest issue of Doctor Whooves arrived in the mail. The long anticipated double-length Issue 300, pitting two of the Doctor's long-time enemies against one another with Equestria as their battleground. All of time and space hangs in the balance.
And, Celestia help her, Twilight doesn't want to read it. She wants nothing to do with time travel stories right now, or possibly ever again.
Thus, we find a mohawk- and eyepatch-sporting unicorn sitting at the Bar, her chin resting on the countertop, glaring at an unopened Doctor Whooves comic as though it has personally insulted her entire family.
A scar which was revealed today when the newest issue of Doctor Whooves arrived in the mail. The long anticipated double-length Issue 300, pitting two of the Doctor's long-time enemies against one another with Equestria as their battleground. All of time and space hangs in the balance.
And, Celestia help her, Twilight doesn't want to read it. She wants nothing to do with time travel stories right now, or possibly ever again.
Thus, we find a mohawk- and eyepatch-sporting unicorn sitting at the Bar, her chin resting on the countertop, glaring at an unopened Doctor Whooves comic as though it has personally insulted her entire family.
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Aug. 13th, 2012 05:39 pmgolden_lyreOrpheus is still getting over the bad turn he had recently, as evidenced by the bandages on his fingertips.
Still, when Bar asks him to help out for the evening, he agrees, grinning when he's rewarded with a guitar pick.
He scribbles up a quick list of specials:
Kourouniotiko (red wine)
Karafáki (white)
Ouzo
Mythos lager
That settled, he takes the pick and settles back to play a song.
And if there's a little something in the sound that might make one suddenly aware of a thirst they hadn't noticed before, well...he admits to nothing.
Still, when Bar asks him to help out for the evening, he agrees, grinning when he's rewarded with a guitar pick.
He scribbles up a quick list of specials:
Kourouniotiko (red wine)
Karafáki (white)
Ouzo
Mythos lager
That settled, he takes the pick and settles back to play a song.
And if there's a little something in the sound that might make one suddenly aware of a thirst they hadn't noticed before, well...he admits to nothing.
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Aug. 13th, 2012 05:51 pmthekidfrombrooklyn[OOM: Flash forward: London,1943. Howard Stark and Steve Rogers on women, life after the war, and who would win in a fistfight between Colonel Philips and General Patton.
Steve's money is on Col. Philips.]
Steve's money is on Col. Philips.]
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Aug. 13th, 2012 06:15 pmthekidfrombrooklyn[OOM: "Got to have a destination if you're looking to set a course."
Or, when Steve seeks advice, Sallie is happy to oblige.]
Or, when Steve seeks advice, Sallie is happy to oblige.]
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Aug. 13th, 2012 10:21 pmnotyetwrittenAtrus is still hard at work on his linking book to the Bar. Periodically, he continues to look up and mutter quietly to himself in D'ni. He's nearly finished now. He has no idea what he's going to do with his time once he's finished. Write another Age, perhaps. While the rest that being Bound affords him is nice, he can't afford to get rusty.
Hard at work, but botherable.
Hard at work, but botherable.
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Aug. 13th, 2012 11:13 pmgolden_lyre[OOM:
Every man has a place
In his heart there's a space
And the world can't erase his fantasies.]
[ooc: Warnings for adult content.]
Every man has a place
In his heart there's a space
And the world can't erase his fantasies.]
[ooc: Warnings for adult content.]
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Aug. 13th, 2012 11:25 pmwheatencrownOOM: Wise Persephone said ""Go someplace else. I can hear you in my garden and all the plants are worried."
Later a note is left for Belar.
( To Belar, Head of Security )
Later a note is left for Belar.
( To Belar, Head of Security )
