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[venerable_ibis]

There's a tall, ibis-headed gentleman in Milliways today. As usual, he comes with an offering, this time a basketful of red flowers that he leaves with Bar before politely murmuring that a plate of chickpea fritters would not be taken amiss if she felt like providing.

When the plate appears, along with a goblet of wine, Djehuty takes them over to one end of the bar and settles in for a nice snack, looking up at the television to watch the squid soap opera.

(It's quite engrossing. From time to time he exclaims to himself quietly: really? those two were siblings separated when they first hatched?)

Hank McCoy - Out back

[no_more_hiding]

There is a baseball field that has gone to seed. At this baseball field today is a blue furred man who is throwing baseballs into the air and then striking them with a bat to see how far he can hit them. Hank is still adjusting to his new life, in fact has been hiding from his new life, but he's come to the realization that he can't hide from himself. It's time to see how strong and agile this body can be, and hitting baseballs seemed like a good start.

The balls fly into the lake and Hank finds himself getting lost in the motions of tossing the ball into the air and striking it with the bat before it hits the ground. An easy enough thing. To him, it's almost as if the ball moves in slow motion. Farther and farther the balls fly into the lake, until one hits something that sounds a lot like a glass window.

Opps?

[OOC: With Mod permission, Hank has broken one of the bottles of the glass bottle Air Temple. He will be repairing it, don't worry. Well, once he figures out how.]

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[onceaviking]

Quite a while back, a young Emcee walked through the door. And there he met a vampire.

As he was not The Master of Ceremonies anywhere yet, he had to give him a name and so he told him, that he was called Godfrey.

And the vampire invited him upstairs.


And once upstairs, things progressed as one might have suspected they would.

In the shower, the vampire tried to explain himself. Sort of.


{ooc: warnings. First link: soliciting, flirtation, price dumping. Second link: so much sex and blood. Also, by accident, feels. And tears. And tears of blood. And blood. Third link: naked people talking in the shower. About feels. So many feels.}

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[soldier_blade]

Sonya entered the bar in something of a daze, dressed in civilian clothing of jeans and sweater as opposed to the BDUs. A few days ago, she started on a small gift to give to Athelstan, a pendant she made a few days earlier and set in a small kiln  she set in a spare room.

The finished pendant was now with her, set on a leather strap to wear around his neck. Much as she could send it to him through Bar, she'd rather wait to see him in person. Besides, she was in milliways for other reasons besides that. She'd been at home for a few days now, but she'd hardly call them relaxing.

Least she had milliways, this place was nothing if not good for time away.

She's seated by the fire place, her attention on the fish swimming in the fire, but occasionally looking around to see a familiar face.

tonight's entertainment

[i_am_your_host]

They make a perfect pair of opposites when they approach the piano -- one waifish with long blond hair dressed in a colorful, flowing tunic; the other a jet-black haired imp in a pinstriped waistcoat and tuxedo trousers cut off at the knee.

As Sinric sits down on the bench, the Master of Ceremonies stands beside the piano.

"Meine Damen und Herren, Mesdames et Messieurs, ladies...and gentlemen," he says in a genial tone to anyone who will listen. "The song I am about to sing to you tonight is about a lady of the evening, with holes in her dress, a sickly constitution, and listlessness in her eyes -- and the man who thinks that she is the most beautiful woman in the world."

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[OOC: Tags get two pups, get 'em while they're hot! And while they're online at the same time in vastly different time zones!]

[ETA: Slowtime in effect. Still open to new threads through the weekend or whenever! Thank you all!]

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[is_the_motion]

Okay, so it's a little early, but Bonnie had energy today and figures nobody will mind.

She's been around the bar and the grounds today with a basket of assorted chocolate shapes - everything from chocolate eggs and bunnies to little chocolate octopuses and fish and sharks, because not everyone does Easter after all.

After hiding them in various places where they aren't going to get wet or cause a hazard or nuisance, she puts a sign up on the board.

'Attn MilliScouts,

1. I have set up a Spring Chocolate Hunt around the bar and its grounds.
There is no specific badge for this* but go nuts!
(Chocolate does not contain nuts)
Your chocolate is now at the bar because apparently it's dangerous to dogs, I have rounded them all up again. Please help yourselves so my kids don't rot their teeth.

2. March is a great time to start gardening badges, particularly if you are growing vegetables. Also a good time to do Season Survival: Spring.

3. If anyone would like to learn how to build their own bicycle (which you can then keep) please sign up below!

Bonnie

*That said, you could combine finding chocolate with various parts of Cache-Hunting, Runner, Mischievous Runner, Season Survival: Spring, Red or Green Buttons of Awesomeness.'

She sits down at the bar with a hot chocolate, and a leftover chocolate octopus, which she dunks in the drink and then eats.

Some time later, the treasure hunt is reinstated with plastic eggs, and below the notice is a second which reads:

'Instead of chocolate, you may now
hunt for substitutes, which you may exchange.
All the badges still apply!'


[ooc: ETA - following post from Chuck all the chocolates have been replaced by plastic eggs. Any new threads please assume the plastic eggs are now in operation. If any issues please pm me.]

Tired Viking is tired

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar Lothbrok has been helping Teja with the charcoal kilns today again. Now, he is relaxing on one of the sofas near the fireplace, long legs dangling over one of the couch arms.

He's not sleeping, honestly. He's just resting his eyes.

There's still some soot on his face.