Sorta not ooms

[death_gone_mad]

[ooc:parts millitimed to a week ago or so]

With a great clatter, some of the tree trunk sized steel columns manufactured by the scabarites back home got dropped off at Milliways' outdoor practice grounds by Sarah. Gohan may not be able to lift them, but maybe he can. She doesn't really know the kids strength, but if he can't it is something he can work toward. And it is not as if he is the only super powered person at Milliways.

The rest end up who knows where. Someday they will come in useful. Heavy things that can fall from the sky are always useful.


Since then, though, she has been perched high up on the trapeze above the practice grounds meditating. The forest is too loud, and the bar itself is too full of cats and distractingly delicious wandering and undisciplined psychic minds.

She wouldn't mind company, though, from her perch, she may be a tad bit inaccessible. She also hasn't eaten for days so food would be greatly appreciated. Just keep your soul and your mind from wandering away your body. She may bite.

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[visible_sariel]

Sariel hasn't been back to the bar since she had that particularly terrible nightmare a few days ago. The symbols and general eeriness at the end of the universe were concerning to be sure, and that nightmare had definitely added to the feeling. But when the door doesn't show up, the door doesn't show up.

The entrance to Ten Forward swishing open on another establishment entirely doesn't take Sariel completely by surprise. Milliways has commandeered its share of entrances and exits before.

The door vanishing into the wall when she's six steps beyond it, on the other hand? Now *that* is a development she hasn't seen in a while. "Oh no..."

Cue groan, complete with facepalm and probably a little Kweyol muttering besides.

She hasn't gotten close enough to see the symbol carved into Bar yet, either.

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[sunbaked_baker]

It was a dumb thing to do, but it wasn't that dumb.

Well, it kinda was, but there's only so much adrenaline-fueled paranoia a body can take before it overrides your conscious mind's fight against exhaustion.



So there's a baker asleep in the kitchen. Thankfully, nothing was in left in the oven to burn.

The cinnamon rolls continue to rise slowly and complacently in their covered tray on the counter.

(OOC: All threads will be millitimed after the thread with Slenderman.)

[OOM: Sallie's Flat]

[mnt_mike]

[Sometime last Wednesday Mike discovered an Operator Symbol in the grain of Bar's top.
Then...things went poorly for him.

Thankfully, he has amazing friends.]

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[hadyougoing]

[oom:

when well you know i'd be insane
to ever let that dirty game recapture me


warnings for dream gore.]