All Hallows Eve Eve Happy Hour!

[sunbaked_baker]

Rae's only costume today is her Halloween-themed apron over her orange sweater and jeans. But, this being Sunshine, the apron is made of wide stripes of bright purple (patterned with spiders) and lime green (patterned with grinning jack-o-lanterns). Absolutely ridiculous for real cookwear, but perfect for a holiday. Bar had been kind enough to give Sunshine a couple of days warning for her Happy Hour shift, so she has spent the entire day preparing. It has been good to get back to cooking, letting herself rest from all the magic she has been doing recently. Though it was a lot to do, she had missed it.

It takes her a while to write down all of the specials onto the board - when she puts it up and opens the bar, the specials' board is undeniably full.

Happy (Halloween) Hour Specials
Drinks
(15% discount if you're wearing a costume)
Vampire Punch
Dark and Spooky
Black Velvet
Hot Spiced Cider (alcoholic or non-alcoholic)

Appetizers
Halloween Guacamole Graveyard
Buttery Garlic Mushroom Toasts with Herbed Ricotta Spread
Sun-Dried Tomato and Basil Pinwheels

Soups
Jack-o-Lantern Soup served in roasted pumpkin bowls
Chickpea, Garlic and Thyme Soup
Autumn Butternut Squash and Cider Soup

Salads
Warm Fig Salad with Burrata and Roasted Potatoes
Roasted Carrot and Beetroot Salad with Toasted Pumpkin Seeds

Main Dishes
Stuffed Jack-o-Peppers
Roasted Beetroot and Onion Galette
Cheesy Potato, Corn, and Zucchini Galette
Mushroom Pizza Bianco with Truffle and Fresh Herbs

Treats
Frankenstein's Apple Pie
Grave Dirt
Witch's Brew sorbet
Ghost Meringues
Radiant Pumpkin Twists
Bitter Chocolate Death
Cinnamon Rolls As Big As Your Head


Whew! Rae surveys her handiwork, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, and turns to the bar room.

"Happy early Halloween, everyone! It's happy hour, and the bar's open!" she calls, cheerfully. "What'll it be?"


(ooc: Open forever! Mun will be in and out all day due to work. Mun disappearing for dinner and pumpkin-carving with bf. Will return later tonight! <333)

Conversations with Dead People

[furiousroadwarrior]

[OOM-ish: I was stolen, as a child.


Warning for allusions to Mad Max: Fury Road backstory.]

(no subject)

[skeleton_king]

Outside the bar, sitting on the roof, the Skeleton King of Halloween Town is reciting a Shakespearean play commonly associated with Scotland and bad luck - with different voices for different characters. Not loudly, but just loudly enough to be heard in a spooky manner should you be walking past*.

"The night has been unruly: where we lay
Our chimneys were blown down, and (as they say)
Lamentings heard i'th'air, strange screams of death..."




[*OOC: Jack is said to recite Shakespeare in canon; I don't think we have any Macbeth pups but if your pup would be punctured/traumatised by this, please feel free to assume he wasn't around when you went out :)]

(no subject)

[pro_patria_mortuus]

When Enjolras comes down the stairs, he looks just as he normally does, dressed in a blue jacket and waistcoat over grey trousers. All perfectly usual, all fairly boring.

Then his foot hits the floor.

Suddenly he's in... well, the black trousers are fine. And he's never going to object to a tricolor sash around the waist, even if it's more dramatic than he usually wears. And the shirt would be perfectly reasonable if the collar were done up and the sleeves rolled down.

But the red waistcoat covered in gold braid, like a hussar's jacket made by someone who's never actually seen one and doesn't believe in sleeves -- and the cravat that might as well be untied -- and the strange black leather cuffs around his wrist --

Well, he's seen a picture of this costume before, at Cubefall, so after a bewildered moment he recognizes the origin. Fine. He'd prefer a coat, and not to be dressed as some strange fictional interpretation of himself, but fine. He'll just roll down his sleeves and button up his collar, and see if he can get the waistcoat to stay closed.

The collar refuses to button up. The sleeves refuse to roll down. The cravat refuses to stay tightened for more than an instant. And the waistcoat has absolutely no way to be buttoned or laced or otherwise held closed, unless he forgoes dignity so far as to just hold his clothing shut, which he refuses to do.

Fine. Whatever. He'll amuse his friends, anyway.

Enjolras heads to the bar for coffee (and, apparently, an involuntary skull-shaped pudding again) with a certain air of a wet cat.

[OOC: Mun has been spending today on important Halloween business (read: running around dressed as a vampire), but will be back Sunday to pick up all threads!]

Halloween!

[cook_the_rude]

Dr. Hannibal Lecter comes downstairs today, resplendent in flawless plaid and paisley.

And then, he steps off the last stair, and everything changes.

All of a sudden, he is dirty and scruffy and unkempt, smelly, tattooed, one-eyed and completely barbarian. He even has a long-shafted axe.

For a brief moment, his face registers sharp annoyance; then, he squares his shoulders and strides towards the bar.


[[OOC: Content warning for sexual allusions in the Sinric thread that are more in keeping with book!Hannibal than with TV!Hannibal.]]

It's the Great Multi-Pup Halloween Post, Charlie Brown.

[iambetadraconis]

In the grand tradition of Rabastan's Halloween costumes, this one's a simple matter: once again he's something cat-formed and this time, quite blue.

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Rarity no sooner steps into Milliways, than everything goes dark.

Two seconds later, she's trying to see if anyone had placed some poison joke near the door.

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When Scootaloo last wore what the bar has given her for Halloween, things didn't quite go as she'd hoped.

But the little filly is willing to turn a minus into a plus, and is already rawkin' out.

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Good lord, Matrix. What in the net are you wearing?

He doesn't seem overjoyed at his attire.