Oct. 25th, 2013
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hold_fast(OOM: The Surprise sees action, and William's sea luck runs out. Warning: underage trauma.)
William stumbles into the bar, his footing shaky again as the floor fails to roll when he expects it to, his balance already unsteady with the drugs still blurring the world uncomfortably. He's not... entirely sure why he's up, other than he knows he felt that he should be up, before, and now he finds he can be, so.
He does wonder where he put his shirt.
And he starts with surprise and no small amount of dismay every time he reaches for something with his once-dominant hand, only to find it just isn't there anymore. The deed is done, he won't be sewn up in his hammock today, but... this is more disturbing than he imagined it would be.
(OOC: And now we've passed the point in canon where William has lost the majority of his right arm, and right now he's still half-doped on laudanum (and despite the icon, shirtless), so have at.)
William stumbles into the bar, his footing shaky again as the floor fails to roll when he expects it to, his balance already unsteady with the drugs still blurring the world uncomfortably. He's not... entirely sure why he's up, other than he knows he felt that he should be up, before, and now he finds he can be, so.
He does wonder where he put his shirt.
And he starts with surprise and no small amount of dismay every time he reaches for something with his once-dominant hand, only to find it just isn't there anymore. The deed is done, he won't be sewn up in his hammock today, but... this is more disturbing than he imagined it would be.
(OOC: And now we've passed the point in canon where William has lost the majority of his right arm, and right now he's still half-doped on laudanum (and despite the icon, shirtless), so have at.)
Happy Hour!
Oct. 25th, 2013 07:22 pmdamncompass[OOM: There are secrets that we still have left to find
There have been mysteries from the beginning of time
There are answers we're not wise enough to see
In which Joshua gets an answer that he doesn't want to get.]
Joshua walks into the Bar in a suit and tie with his Eye of Horus pin firmly on his jacket. He goes up to the Bar, orders a rum and coke, and is presented with a napkin.
"Really? I've had a terrible day." Another napkin. "Alright, if you think it's going to make it better."
He turns, and writes on the chalkboard:
Happy Hour Specials!
Half off if you tell me a story about frustrating co-workers.
Half off anything with rum.
Specials do stack.
Turning back, he shakes his head. "Alright, guys. What's up?"
[ooc: Technically Happy Hour is before zombie shenanigans, however, feel free to have your character mention it in a thread. Joshua will just be cowering behind the bar during the actual zombies, thanks. Also, post open until next Happy Hour. Or whenever.]
There have been mysteries from the beginning of time
There are answers we're not wise enough to see
In which Joshua gets an answer that he doesn't want to get.]
Joshua walks into the Bar in a suit and tie with his Eye of Horus pin firmly on his jacket. He goes up to the Bar, orders a rum and coke, and is presented with a napkin.
"Really? I've had a terrible day." Another napkin. "Alright, if you think it's going to make it better."
He turns, and writes on the chalkboard:
Half off anything with rum.
Specials do stack.
Turning back, he shakes his head. "Alright, guys. What's up?"
[ooc: Technically Happy Hour is before zombie shenanigans, however, feel free to have your character mention it in a thread. Joshua will just be cowering behind the bar during the actual zombies, thanks. Also, post open until next Happy Hour. Or whenever.]
Suddenly...ZOMBIES!!!
Oct. 25th, 2013 10:52 pmsmiley_rileyThe door bangs open with the force of someone slamming his entire body weight against it, and in stumbles a man, out of breath, disorientated, and spattered with blood head to toe.
Don't worry; none of it's his.
From the other side, the door led to a small bookshop shop with large windows. On the inside, it's a large bar, full of people. So sudden is the change of scenery that Shaun can't help but give pause as he stumbles gracelessly back to his feet.
"What?" he asks, all squeaky and out of breath.
And then there's the groaning behind him. Shaun spins round, realising that he'd left the door open. And now it's far too late to close it. They followed him in, and there's nothing left for it now but to leg it.
"Oh, SHIT," he hisses as he runs through the bar, knocking over chairs and leaping over tables as he goes, making a line straight for the back door. Meanwhile, through the front door comes the shambling horde of the mobile dead. You might want to pick up a blunt object right about now. Or a gun. Someone might want to get that door shut as well.
[ooc: Zombies! mini-plot begins now. Short explanation: Treat it as a party post and kill some NPC zombies! Long explanation: See this post. Happy Halloween!
ETA: This post is open indefinitely. Millitime magic applies to all resulting posts, but feel free to keep tagging in!]
Don't worry; none of it's his.
From the other side, the door led to a small bookshop shop with large windows. On the inside, it's a large bar, full of people. So sudden is the change of scenery that Shaun can't help but give pause as he stumbles gracelessly back to his feet.
"What?" he asks, all squeaky and out of breath.
And then there's the groaning behind him. Shaun spins round, realising that he'd left the door open. And now it's far too late to close it. They followed him in, and there's nothing left for it now but to leg it.
"Oh, SHIT," he hisses as he runs through the bar, knocking over chairs and leaping over tables as he goes, making a line straight for the back door. Meanwhile, through the front door comes the shambling horde of the mobile dead. You might want to pick up a blunt object right about now. Or a gun. Someone might want to get that door shut as well.
[ooc: Zombies! mini-plot begins now. Short explanation: Treat it as a party post and kill some NPC zombies! Long explanation: See this post. Happy Halloween!
ETA: This post is open indefinitely. Millitime magic applies to all resulting posts, but feel free to keep tagging in!]
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Oct. 25th, 2013 11:21 pmcook_the_rudeThe door opens, and in wanders Dr. Hannibal Lecter, with a book in his hand and two more under his arm.
Rather than order something or settle down, he walks through the bar and into the back area, wandering into the infirmary as if looking for somebody or something.
***
However, a while later, he can be seen sitting by the fireplace, with a cup of light-coloured Darjeeling tea perched on the three books, calmly watching the fish in the fireplace.
Rather than order something or settle down, he walks through the bar and into the back area, wandering into the infirmary as if looking for somebody or something.
***
However, a while later, he can be seen sitting by the fireplace, with a cup of light-coloured Darjeeling tea perched on the three books, calmly watching the fish in the fireplace.
