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milliways_bar2016-05-03 11:33 pm
forceimbalance) wrote in milliways_bar2016-05-03 11:33 pm
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Star Wars Day!
It was a normal day in Milliways. Truly it was.
And then Anakin Skywalker walks in.
While this normally not huge cause for a break from normality (yet, anyway), today, the moment he sets foot inside—and before he can even see the Normal Milliways Look, suddenly everything looks…different.
Anakin had been in a good mood, see. A very good mood. He finished his mercy mission which has saved hundreds of lives, and as a bonus got to destroy an admiral on the way through ace piloting and clever tactics (even if Obi-wan was rolling his eyes).
But when he steps through—though realizing this must be Milliways, as it appeared out of nowhere—that smile and spring in his step turn to shock and then a fierce glare before he stalks to a booth to sulk.
Because now the Bar appears rather eerily like a wretched hive of scum and villainy. The exception are the screens available—albeit in proper style for that universe—offering costume options or even temporary species changes to anyone who wants it. There are also non-lethal blasters and training lightsabers like they give to younglings in the temple, ones that can bruise but not actually do terribly much damage.
A band appears apparently out of nowhere, striking up the tunes of the seedy bars of that world. Party on, Milliways. Party on.
[Party-style post! Threadhop! Post EPs of hilarity! Have fun, May the Fourth be with you, it’s Star Wars day!]
And then Anakin Skywalker walks in.
While this normally not huge cause for a break from normality (yet, anyway), today, the moment he sets foot inside—and before he can even see the Normal Milliways Look, suddenly everything looks…different.
Anakin had been in a good mood, see. A very good mood. He finished his mercy mission which has saved hundreds of lives, and as a bonus got to destroy an admiral on the way through ace piloting and clever tactics (even if Obi-wan was rolling his eyes).
But when he steps through—though realizing this must be Milliways, as it appeared out of nowhere—that smile and spring in his step turn to shock and then a fierce glare before he stalks to a booth to sulk.
Because now the Bar appears rather eerily like a wretched hive of scum and villainy. The exception are the screens available—albeit in proper style for that universe—offering costume options or even temporary species changes to anyone who wants it. There are also non-lethal blasters and training lightsabers like they give to younglings in the temple, ones that can bruise but not actually do terribly much damage.
A band appears apparently out of nowhere, striking up the tunes of the seedy bars of that world. Party on, Milliways. Party on.
[Party-style post! Threadhop! Post EPs of hilarity! Have fun, May the Fourth be with you, it’s Star Wars day!]