Dec. 25th, 2014

hey35andholding: (maxing and relaxing)
[personal profile] hey35andholding
Clementine Can be found drinking a deadly-looking bright red punch while eating blue cheese wings in a low-cut red top and santa hat, a pile of presents for her compatriots sitting beside her. The wings are totally delicious. You should come and share them.

Dixie is approaching the karaoke machine with curiosity. Seems that nobody warned her about it. Want to do so or watch her downfall instead?

Pinkie Pie Is enthusiastically helping to decorate the bar at top speed, shedding pine needles and red velvet flocking as she goes. Watch out, you might get bowled over!

Eponine is watching people pass by with wide-eyed wonder. It's been years since she's experienced Christmas firsthand instead of as an outsider, and she has no idea where to begin treating herself. Help her out?


[OOC: Instaslows are in effect! Happy holidays, guys!]

OOM

Dec. 25th, 2014 10:39 am
redintheledger: (of the office)
[personal profile] redintheledger
[Over in the cells, Moist drops by to visit 'Nadine' and ends up providing books. Many books. ]

Happy Hour

Dec. 25th, 2014 05:46 pm
heatherandsteel: from hip2bsquareicon on IJ (really?)
[personal profile] heatherandsteel
Its not Christmas on the other side of Quentin's door and even if it was, Yule is the main holiday for the Fae not Christmas. He was just on his way to get some donuts for the Luidaeg when Milliways appeared. It will do and he smiles at the decorations then frowns when he gets a note from Bar, "But.."

Before he even finishes his sentence there's another note, a plate of holiday themed donuts and some hot cider for him. Quentin sighs and walks behind the counter, taking off his jacket and writing in elegant handwriting.

Specials
Hot cider
Hot chocolate
Coffee
Tea
Soda
How is Christmas celebrated here?


He knows that it doesn't even exist on some worlds but the Bar's decorated, so he'll ask. Also before she goes to sleep, Bar decides to change his outfit into something more festive, which means his t-shirt now looks like an ugly sweater and says Time to Get Elf'd Up. When he spots it, he sighs, it probably could be worse.

Tiny tag: Quentin (October Daye)
OOC: As of the 26th, still open.
cook_the_rude: (Everybody is scared of the Murder Tie)
[personal profile] cook_the_rude
There are gifts from Dr. Hannibal Lecter at the bar, left for a few select people. They're each wrapped in a plaid wrapping paper with stylised stag's heads all over.

Will Graham, Beverly Katz, Alana Bloom, Ava Wilson, Rae Seddon, Autor, Bossuet, Gredya, Diaval, Gene Hunt, Combeferre, Jean Valjean and Eric Northman )

There is dinner as well -- an entire roast dodo with all trimmings, vegetables, sauces, Bohemian dumplings; and for dessert, there will be gingerbread ice cream. There are, supposedly, enough people who will share a meal with Dr. Lecter to justify all this excess.-
halfemptyglasses: Mirai holding up her bandaged hand, looking somewhat frustrated (bandages and ring)
[personal profile] halfemptyglasses
Mirai isn't exactly big on holidays, never really had a chance to be. Not that she minds: it's February on her side of the door. And even if it wasn't, there's no rest when it comes to resource hunting. Now that she knows where she's going to go, it's time to curl up in a booth and find a doctor and a jeweler.

At least it looks like a suitable doctor is in the area, but not a single jeweler in the Nase clan's territory that caters to Spirit World Warriors? She fidgets a little with her ring, which has made the journey from pointer to little finger already. And it's from...

But it's what she has, she reminds herself with a brief shake of her head. She readjusts her arm warmers and keeps looking.

At some point, she'll mark her place and order some pizza, cheese sticks, and soda. There might be enough to share.
guppy_sandhu: (Midsmile)
[personal profile] guppy_sandhu
There is a smell of free* traditional lunch** coming from one of the tables in the corner of the bar.

It's not long since the last Life Support, so they haven't set out the circle, but there's people milling around if anyone wants to chat, have free food, or spend the day with company.

Life Support Free Holiday Lunch!

If you already stuffed yourself full of food at home, Guppy's wife's tablet is on the next table with the option of Elfing Yourself. Guppy has loaded it with some pictures of people he snapped earlier to demonstrate, who will either be suitably entertained, or entertainingly horrified in such a way you can only get away with at Christmas.


[*Of the holiday of your choice, unless it's of the Gold Leaf Caviar Holiday you just made up.
**Guaranteed not to have been made by a cannibal
OOC: All tags will be picked up by at least one of the Life Support team :)]
golden_lyre: (head in hand)
[personal profile] golden_lyre
December is not a great month for Orpheus. The winter solstice is the most difficult for him, and Christmas...

Well, he's tried to get into it for Steve's sake, but sometimes he really needs a break from the incessant obsession everyone seems to have with it. (The 'war on Christmas' strikes him as particularly offensive, given the history of the holiday and the complete disregard everyone seems to have for the actual reason people need a celebration at this time of year.)

So he's come into the bar tonight for precisely that reason, and he slides onto a stool, leaning his guitar against the vacant seat next to him.

"I don't care what you give me," he says, exasperation and exhaustion in every syllable. "Just so long as it's not red or green and doesn't taste of peppermint, gingerbread, or pumpkin."



[ooc: Will likely be slow, but I wanted to get him out there while I theoretically have a bit of free time.]
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Shephard did a fair little bit of gift delivery back home today for several reasons. One of them was tradition- he still remembers the Toys for Tots program, after all. One of them was logistics; you can get gifts to survivor settlements all over the world a lot more easily when you have a big fucking teleporting ship at your command. You can also make the semi-traditional headband of antlers rather more interesting when you have a big fucking teleporting ship at your command and happen to know the location of an island with a reindeer population largely untouched by humans for two decades. Yeah, they're kinda silly-looking, but hey, it covers Christmas festivity on one hand and 'just wrong enough to be embarrassing' as far as trolls and horns go on the other.

(True to form he's a bit ignorant of any potential symbolism or Weird Mythic Shit involving individuals both bipedal and antlered but what can you do.)

When he gets to the Bar, before he can inquire about anyone or drop anything off, a package materializes. The mug and the card in particular get a fond grin. He sets them aside briefly to pick up Will Evans' note about the cattle, and Bossuet's thermos, so when he finds Kanaya's sylladex he's not really paying much attention. He's just gonna hit the first catch or button or thumbscan pad that looks like it might give him access to-

*rumble*
*rumble*
*rumble*

BOXSPLOSION

Sorry about the gigantic spew of boxes everyfuckingwhere within several yards of where Shephard used to be.

And about the vocabulary, because he's still under there and he's being loud about it.

Really sorry about the vocabulary.
witchfinder_general: (zz -- Church)
[personal profile] witchfinder_general
The little church in the forest is -- not complete, but at least enclosed.

There is a roof on it, the windows are covered with thick transparent foil, and there is a tarpaulin covering the door that overlaps in the middle to admit people.

There are candles lit in the church, and a white gold-embroidered altar cloth, and a cross, and some folding chairs brought in from the bar just for this one service.

As Father Harman had announced at the Christmas eve service in the chapel upstairs (and a note he'd hung up there), the Christmas service proper happens out here, this afternoon, as the light is already dying again.


[[OOC: Service itself will not be threaded -- feel free to thread-hop, or talk to Father Harman before or after the service]]
girlwithout: (new kid in town)
[personal profile] girlwithout
Rikki... well, she really doesn't have a whole lot of money budgeted for Christmas in an alternate-dimensional bar. but she does manage a few things, so when she enters Milliways this time, she deposits a small pile of presents with the Bar to be distributed accordingly.

Steve Rogers )

Sam Wilson )

Ellen Park )

Charles Xavier )

She also deposits a handful of festive-looking candy bars to be given to various people she's spoken with.

Then she settles into a table with a cup of peppermint-y hot chocolate and a Bucky Bear of her own that's dressed in her version of the costume propped up on the table in front of her.

oom

Dec. 25th, 2014 11:36 pm
lazy_but_loyal: (Default)
[personal profile] lazy_but_loyal
[ OOM: Millitimed to after Eric and Pam arrive in Milliways: Jemma volunteers, Pam has a mild breakdown, Eric is...well, Eric.

Warnings: just the blood-drinking, no nudity or sex lol what ]