Goth night at Milliways

[not_that_count]

There is an old goth dancing on the dance floor to some great classic goth music. He's one of those old goths who are classy and yet a bit cheesey, but don't care because they are too old for that kinda crap. Being a vampire doesn't help the cheese, but it does help him dance through This Corrosion by the Sisters of Mercy and Bella Lugosi's Dead by Bauhaus. There are many more old songs and some news ones that he sits out for. Please join him, he doesn't bite... well not here at any rate.

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[cottoncandypink]

After this, Wilford got some good news, and some bad news. Good news: someone found his dog. Bad news: he got on a train, and got off in the middle of the desert.

Going to the desert is very much a two person job, but luckily Wilford has friends who are willing to help. Or hinder. Either one.

Wilford and Jim walk into the bar after their adventure dirty, bleeding, covered in dog slobber, and very much annoyed with one another. Even away from all the dust, Wilford's coughing and hacking is getting worse, as is his headache, but he makes good on his promise and buys Jim his damn ice cream.


[ooc: First link has already been posted. Second link is safe for work. Third link contains psychological horror elements, a lot of language, and a spot of poisoning between friends. Pre-emptive warning for death within this post. Reactions welcome.]

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[herr_bookman]

[OOM: "It's the same thing every day. Clean up your room, stand up straight, pick up your feet, take it like a man, be nice to your sister, don't mix beer and wine ever. Oh yeah, don't drive on the railroad tracks." -Phil Connors, Groundhog's Day]