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[demisemidemon]

[OOM: Clare's latest job goes as smoothly as expected.

It's not exactly satisfying, though. Mercy-killing your friends rarely is.]

Halloween Fun!

[gotham_knocking]

Knox hadn't entirely forgotten what time of year is it in the Bar. But it's been a while since the Bar decided what he needed most was a costume.

And so he shall become...a bat!

Though as Batman costumes go, this one is a strange one. The cape looks like a cloak, the utility belt is rather clumsy looking, and the whole outfit is rather heavy. Like it's made of wool instead of modern fabric. Weird. Really weird.

But all things considered, it could be a lot worse.

[ooc: mun is home today due to the storm, and hopefully will not be home much tomorrow, so let's get this party started a little early, shall we?]

Conversations with Dead People

[no_more_hiding]

 [OOM-sh: Hank discovers a Milliways tradition, one that isn't always traumatizing.]

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[1nv1nc1ble]

[OOM: And on Wednesday, Everything Goes Terribly Wrong..... Warning: Violence and gore in the third part.]

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[no_martyr]

Since Rabastan's been worried about whatever it is that's going on round here of late, Regulus has decided it's time he brush up on his Patronus. It may not be the best of defenses in all situations, but this sounds close to what they're for.
He's at a fairly well-lit table (charms are his thing much more than transfiguration, so he feels less need to hide in a corner or a booth), having a go at the charm in between snacking on a very carefully arranged selection of Every Flavor Beans. Given that Patronuses are fiendishly difficult, he's happy enough with the silver mist, but even more pleased when it manages to look vaguely raven-ish before it dissipates.
So that's coming along.

(Eventually, he'll look down and realise the Bar's replaced his usual robe with what some of the bar's Muggle patrons would know as a lab coat. Regulus, however, will just wonder what the bloody hell kind of robe it's supposed to be.)

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[gondolin_noble]

The front door opens and an elf slides through.

Like one does.

Actually, this one was kinda thrown, and manages to come up both (mostly) on his feet and still with his hunting knives in hand.

Though he does make an epic pissy face when the door he just came through promptly disappears. That troll should consider itself lucky.

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[guppy_sandhu]

The plan of going home in the evenings to sleep, away from Slendy's effect, backfired when Guppy got Bound three days ago.

He's seen the sign calling for warriors. And he knows he stands no chance against the monster. But battling the fear, he's ready to take on.

It might have a body and tentacles now, but it's a monster you've fought for years

He's decided if he can't sleep, he can meditate. Since the incident in his room where he thought the tentacley thing was after him, he's now taking to doing this in the main bar, in a quiet corner, on a pile of cushions.

He wouldn't mind being disturbed. He's just resting his eyes, after all.