Oct. 31st, 2017

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The Leopardos infirmary medi-moogle, Doctor MogCoy, does good work, even if he'd been somewhat exasperated at Eden's injuries. There'd been a solid ten minutes of lecturing about how standards are declining, and keybearers shouldn't be scrapping with each other in other worlds, before he let Eden go.

Eden's bruises are mostly (mostly) already faded when he enters the bar, courtesy of Doctor MogCoy's healing magic, and the bandages around his chest and shoulder are mostly hidden by his t-shirt, although they're just barely visible at the collar.

He seems pretty cheerful, though, ambling over to the Bar and grabbing an extremely large ice cream sundae and a milkshake. Bar provides an impressively large burger and chips to go with it. Settled with food, Eden pulls out his skill cards to peer at them, not least because now he's got a new one, courtesy of completing another mission.
childofrebellion: (in a suit)
[personal profile] childofrebellion
OOM: A long and bittersweet night.

Early on Halloween morning, when the sun has only begun to come up, Cassian comes down the stairs. He still has a few fading bruises and cuts from the brawl and halfway to the Bar, his outfit changes. When he feels unfamiliar cloth, he looks down at himself, a suit, a rather plain suit, this doesn't seem too bad.

At the counter, he starts to order a caf then changes his mind and orders a hot chocolate. Alongside the hot chocolate, a roll with odd bumps that he soon realizes are meant to be bones appears. Cassian traces the ridges and sits down at the counter, sipping his hot chocolate and carefully exploring what's in the pockets of his suit.

Tiny tag: Cassian Andor
OOC: Same OOM as posted before. I wanted to get this up nice and early, I'll be around and tagging tomorrow. Happy Halloween!
irish_vagabond: (grumpy old vampire)
[personal profile] irish_vagabond
It's Cassidy's first Halloween at Milliways.

Cassidy wouldn't have made such a big deal about it. It would've been just like any other day.

Except that the moment that he orders a drink from the bar, fwoomp, he's suddenly dressed as an 18th century wanker, complete with a blond wig that won't come off.

"What- what the fuck- no- shitshitshitshit NOOO-"

A napkin appears on the bartop.

Yes.

"No! Whyyyy? Why this? What did I ever do to you??"

Another napkin.

You never pay off your tab?

Cassidy flails his ruffles and blond locks. "Besides that?!"

The Bar only responds with a smiley face.

"SHITE!"

The vampire Lestat is not happy.

(At least he wasn't given fake fangs. A small mercy.)

Evil Dolls

Oct. 31st, 2017 08:57 am
cottoncandypink: Drawn icon of Wilford looking very worried (Casual - O.O)
[personal profile] cottoncandypink
Do you know what's definitely not fun, at all in any way? Going to investigate the validity of a private boarding school, and instead finding it ground zero for some evil cult business involving summoning demons and putting them in porcelain dolls. There really aren't many things that are more upsetting than being chased by a couple dozen dead-eyed little creeps.

After that ordeal, Wilford needs some place where he can just sit down and unwind. Milliways is not ideal, but it will do. He walks in and heads straight toward the fireplace to order a hot meal and a cold drink.


What he - or anybody else - doesn't see is the little dead-eyed creep that follows him in and immediately hides beneath the bench of nearby booth, where nobody can see her.

[ooc: Evil Dolls are here! See this back room post for more information.

Party post style. Tag in, thread hop, and have fun. Happy Halloween!]
thewidewideworld: (Halloween  - 2017)
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Sinric comes bouncing down the stairs, gasping as his simple outfit changes into to something between a Greek goddess and a Wagneresque valkyrie. Although, those who grew up in the 1980s might recognise as a certain Princess of Power.

Sinric giggles and swishes the rather short skirt, toying with the winged headdress.

He looks around to see if anyone else is dressed up.
i_am_your_host: (torch song)
[personal profile] i_am_your_host
Emcee makes his way to the karaoke machine where a song is waiting for him.

He stands at the microphone, in a sparkling silver jumpsuit with flared shoulders, and tall red boots. His hair is slicked back, and he bears on his face a multicolored lightning bolt.

A quiet rock intro begins to play. Emcee begins to sing.

"In the velvet darkness of the blackest night,
Burning bright, there's a guiding star
No matter what or who you are...
"

Read more... )

[OOC: Link goes to YouTube video of Alkaline Trio's cover of "There's a Light" from The Rocky Horror Picture Show.]
notallofus: (hera)
[personal profile] notallofus
Stuck planet-bound for a couple of days because of repairs -- and with less of a budget than usual because of said repairs -- heading in to Milliways for rest, relaxation, and something a little more textured than nutrient paste seemed like as good an idea as any.

Having his clothing replaced by a very tight jumpsuit in black and gold was something of a surprise.

Hera, too, looks nonplussed to have her usual shipboard attire replaced by a red and black jumpsuit. The look she casts Kanan is concerned, checking to see if his Force senses are sending up any alarm signals.

Kanan's hands immediately drop to his hips, where the two parts of his lightsaber are still hanging, though the way they're attached to his belt is a little different than before. That's something, at least.

"So this is . . . unexpected." Give him a minute, he was not expecting his clothes to disappear.

Hera just raises one eyebrow at him, lekku twitching in mocking commentary.

"And anything about this place isn't, love?"
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[personal profile] moonandstar
Garyn knows what to expect from bar holidays by this point. When he feels the fabrics on his skin shifting and the weight of his armor disappears from his shoulders, he is surprised but not inordinately frightened.

He looks at his hands - they've changed color. He runs his fingers over his ears - smooth and curved. The Bar has turned him into a human. If this were any other place, he might be terrified or angry.

Well, at least he's something alive this time. And his hair isn't too different either. His clothes, on the other hand...

"Is this what people wear on Earth?"