The Bar at the End of the Universe

In honor of the Artemis Mission

2026-04-12T01:35:14Z

Posted by: star_bespangled

Urania is standing near the door, nursing a drink and enjoying the warmer spring evening. She's staring at the night sky, as she often does - but this time, she's staring not at the stars, but at the moon.

She's been busy lately.

She's very glad that everything went smoothly, and that the crew of the Artemis II is back home, safe and sound. But most of all, she's happy that she was able to help inspire a sense of wonder and joy for the cosmos in the world again.

That's her job, after all.

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Spring All-Skate GO

2026-04-05T02:00:47Z

Posted by: alongfallfromgrace

When Wei Wuxian found his way here, instead of back to the inn he had been planning to stay the night, he had really just been looking for some wine and snacks and maybe some friends to spend some time with.

What he was given, when he had cheerfully greeted the bar, was a treatise on somebody else's spring holiday.

"... So you're telling me there's restless dead?" He asked, scrunching his nose at the idea of working here. He was under the impression that unless he was covering for Bar, that was generally frowned upon.

She tried again.

"Oooooh, there's a bunny yao. Wait, like the ones outside? Not the sort of creatures I'd be celebrating, but that's more of a them problem?"

She tried again.

"................. Laying eggs. Are you terribly sure it was a bunny?"

....

"Are you terribly sure it was eggs??" Look, he's eaten some entirely questionable things in the name of survival and vengence, but that was getting pretty hard up on the limit, and it definitely wasn't festival food.

She tried once more.

"... Oh. Ooooh. You just wanna do the party bit. I can get behind a party." Besides, the whole 'hiding eggs with treats inside' thing sounds like a lot of fun. She presented him with a very large basket crammed full of goodies, a bunch of pastel colored chalk for the blackboard, and one last note.

"Bunny ears? Yeah sure, why not?"

Within half a shi, he had a multitude of pastel plastic eggs hidden around the main barroom, filled with the treats that seemed to be for that purpose. In a few of them he also set up a little talisman to release tiny illusionary bunnies for a few moments. Look, he had the idea while he was making up the eggs and no one should rely on Wei Wuxian to refuse a creative impulse like that, come on now.

After that, he took up the spot behind the bar after properly decorating the blackboard and letting Bar know she could have some time off so long as no one wanted a complicated meal or something. He dumped the remainder of the candy in a giant bowl he liberated from the kitchen, setting it on the bartop for snacking.

He had his wine, he had his current talisman project, and he had some spicy pork dumplings to work through to offset the sweetness of his other treats.

He had also decorated the board. All while wearing the set of ears which Bar had provided for him. Very nice of her to color-coordinate for him.

Happy Egg-Laying Bunny Time!

Lotus Wine
Emperor's Smile
Green Snail Spring Tea

[OOC: As usual:

1. Communication is key.
2. Gratuitous behaviour (either of a violent or sexual nature) will not be tolerated in the bar proper. Take that to an OOM, slap a content warning on it.
3. What happens in the All-Skate, stays in the All-Skates! Unless, that is, it happens between approved game characters and all muns agree.
4. Please don't be a dick.
5. You can ignore the theme if you want, but I hope you'll work it in!]

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milliways_bar @ 2025-12-21T19:51:00

2025-12-22T01:53:28Z

Posted by: star_bespangled

It's the night of the Winter Solstice, and Urania is on the roof of the bar with her telescope.

There's fifteen hours of darkness tonight (she's counted), and she's taking advantage of it.

(It helps that, as a goddess, she doesn't need a lot of sleep.)

Ask nicely and she might let you have a look. But dress warm!

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Studying for the Bar, in the Bar

2025-10-23T01:26:29Z

Posted by: take_that

Phoenix is in the bar, at a table with his nose in a book. Next to it is a notebook, in which he occasionally scribbles a sentence or two.

Anyone passing by might notice that he's clean shaven, and has switched out his tracksuit for a sweater and jeans.

An even keener eye might notice that the book he's reading is a textbook for this year's bar exam.

Slowly but surely, Phoenix is getting his life back on track.

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Long Time for an All-Skate Applelisious

2025-09-22T16:33:40Z

Posted by: forgottenmotley

The Fool shuffles in, humming softly to himself. It's been a while since... a lot of things. Summer is waning and Autumn is licking at her heels. Or nipping. Or both. The Fool didn't know or care, really. He did lean up on the Bar's bar and said, "Perhaps a celebration of the in between time. Of one season ending and the other beginning?" He paused thoughtfully. "Or apples. Apple food? Food made from apples. For everyone?"

He's in an apple mood.

The bar is obliging and sets out a massive spread of apple related food and drink. Some that he recognizes, some that he doesn't. But that means nothing. It's all apples and that's what matters.

[OOC:

As usual:

1. Communication is key.
2. Gratuitous behaviour (either of a violent or sexual nature) will not be tolerated in the bar proper. Take that to an OOM, slap a content warning on it.
3. What happens in the All-Skate, stays in the All-Skates! Unless, that is, it happens between approved game characters and all muns agree.
4. Please don't be a dick.
5. You can ignore the theme if you want, but I hope you'll work it in!]

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milliways_bar @ 2025-09-16T20:34:00

2025-09-17T01:36:26Z

Posted by: darkeryetdarker

Gaster is walking through the forest grounds, enjoying the warm weather while it lasts.

Every so often, he'll pick a leaf from up off the ground, examining it. Experiencing changing seasons is still something he's endlessly fascinated by.

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OOM: The Third Trial

2025-07-28T22:17:33Z

Posted by: moonandstar

[OOM: A Harrowing at Kogoruhn]

[OOM: In caverns dark Azura's eye sees / And makes to shine the Moon and Star]

Somewhere in the woods behind the Bar, there is a red-haired Dark Elf seated on a boulder, looking over the water with his brow furrowed with thoughts of Destiny and Duty. You could probably tap him on the shoulder more than once before he would notice you.

Nonetheless, he remains quite botherable. Indeed, he could probably use some bothering, provided you're willing to hear about what burdens him.

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The Jurist Trial - Part 3

2025-07-13T18:17:46Z

Posted by: take_that

( The final battle. )

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The Jurist Trial - Part 2

2025-07-04T16:01:09Z

Posted by: take_that

( The MASON system. )

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The Jurist Trial - Part 1

2025-06-29T19:33:01Z

Posted by: take_that

( The trial of Vera Misham. )

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milliways_bar @ 2025-06-02T20:40:00

2025-06-03T01:44:06Z

Posted by: darkeryetdarker

Not long after his expidition to the Void with Ibani, Gaster is in the bar, working on his laptop, which shows a mess of code - the early stages of a computer program being written. Another tab on the screen is a map of some kind, with several spots marked on it.

He's got the beginnings of a plan of attack, so to speak - it's just a matter of getting the right tools for the job.

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Cycle 047

2025-04-29T01:45:23Z

Posted by: phantasmal_resplendent

It's a nice day, so Lup is outside, in a small alcove outside the bar. She has a violin with her, and a small music stand with sheet music on it.

She plays like someone who's recently started, still trying to get a feel for the instrument. This is evidenced by the occasional pause and mutter of "shit" under her breath.

She hopes she'll be good enough by the end of the year.

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OOM: Max Caulfield, Welcome to American Rust

2025-03-29T20:00:29Z

Posted by: little_pieces_of_time

(OOM: "All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt.")

(Content Warning for this OOM include: mentions of domestic violence and drug use, guns, threats of violence, blood, and death.)

Max still felt a little unmoored and light-headed by the time Chloe dropped her off and she stepped back through the doors of Blackwell again. And she wasn't ashamed at the heady relief that flooded her upon seeing Milliways instead of her school. She shouldn't feel that glad about it, but the morning had been... rough. More than rough.

She could still feel remembered terror like a knot in her chest, tightening her throat and turning her stomach. She wanted to scream. She... she kind of needed to scream. If she didn't let it out, it would just sit there in her throat, choking her while she struggled to focus in Mr. Jefferson's class.

So it wasn't so much an executive decision as something Max just did, then, when she made a detour by the couch to snag one of the thickest throw pillows, and took it with her to the bathroom. It was probably best to have a solid door between her and the rest of the place, even with the thick, fluffy pillow to help muffle the sound.

It helps, screaming. It really does. Screaming doesn't solve anything, but it does something. It puts raw effort and sound into what one keeps bottled up, what one can't explain. And once the seal is broken, everything starts to come out, it pours out. Even after her throat was sore and she had run out of energy to scream, she cried into that pillow until she was out of tears.

Eventually, after a long while, Max emerged from the bathroom. She had washed her face and dried her eyes. Her throat hurt, her eyes burned, and her head felt squashy from crying so hard, but she no longer felt like she was about to explode from pent-up... whatever that was.

She couldn't think of anything to order at first, when she approached the counter, standing there quietly with the pillow. Kindly, the Bar manifested a napkin asking if the pillow needed washing. Max ducked her head, grateful, and set the much-cried-upon pillow on the counter to be... whisked away to be cleaned, presumably.

Max was thirsty, but... she didn't want to sit, either. Instead of ordering from the bar, she made her way into the kitchen to make herself a cup of the strongest tea she could find.

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2025 Cherry Blossom Timed Event and All-Skate

2025-03-28T23:34:32Z

Posted by: yinyangwizard

Some time during the night, thick clouds envelop the moon, leaving the land around Milliways plunged in darkness.

When the clouds move on and the moon shines again, things have changed.

The once-bare-mountainsides and foothills are covered in grey-barked trees, thirty feet tall at most, the twigs of their branches studded with buds.

There are also some new trees near and at part of the lakeshore, with a little wooden pavillion surrounded by a grove of the new trees. The little Air Nomad temple now shares its island with some of these trees as well. Flagstone paths wind their way up the mountainsides with occasional clearings in places that will provide a good view. At intervals along the paths and around the clearings are stone Japanese lanterns with lights that begin to glow at sunset and dim out at sunrise.

Clouds of pink and white sparks swarm and swirl over surfaces in the bar and certain areas outside, leaving new decorations, furniture, and other things. Inside the bar, the rafters are now hung with pink streamers and banners depicting five-petaled cherry blossoms. On the walls are Chinese and Japanese scroll paintings and prints of cherry blossoms. Blossom-shaped tea pastries, cherry pies, pink lemonade, and special tea both hot and iced are available free to all - as are bowls of the fruit themselves, of course, both pitted and fresh on the stem. Outside, pink and red sitting cushions appear in the lakeside pavillion. The larger mountain clearings, especially the ones overlooking cliffs, now have picnic tables and Adirondack chairs.

By the time the sun clears the horizon the next day, the buds on the trees have opened, and by noon the cherry trees are blooming in various shades of pink and white. Sakura are not generally known for their scent, but where they grow in such numbers, one can detect something floral and sweet in the air when the breeze blows just the right way.

[OOC: The Cherry Blossom All-Skate is now open! This is also a timed event for "canonical" posts that extends through next weekend, April 5-6.]

All your pups can enjoy the blossoms! Retired pups! Deleted pups! AU pups! Original characters! Whatever!

As usual:

1. Communication is key.
2. Gratuitous behaviour (either of a violent or sexual nature) will not be tolerated in the bar proper. Take that to an OOM, slap a content warning on it.
3. What happens in the All-Skate, stays in the All-Skates! Unless, that is, it happens between approved game characters and all muns agree.
4. Please don't be a dick.
5. You can ignore the theme if you want, but I hope you'll work it in!]

Tinytag: Cherry Blossoms

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OOM: Impossible things before breakfast

2025-03-16T04:51:44Z

Posted by: little_pieces_of_time

(OOM:"A camera is an instrument that teaches people how to see without a camera." -Dorothea Lange)

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milliways_bar @ 2025-03-04T12:08:00

2025-03-04T18:00:14Z

Posted by: the_cupbearer

It has been a very long time since Ganymede has been back in the bar. This time he's not surrounded by glasses or drink bottles or...oddly, any real accoutrements of the bar life. He's instead surrounded by a short stack of open books nested into each other, a slim laptop open to some other text, and a paper notebook he's writing in with elegant script handwriting.

He's frankly surprised he's never thought of anything like teaching before: he knows history, and he's certainly lived through enough to know what information is biased, or omitting something, or just plain wrong. Maybe it will be a good endeavor.

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Happy Birthday JRRT

2025-01-04T07:38:30Z

Posted by: gondolin_noble

Glorfindel is out back, engaged in a discussion with a bright white stallion.

The discussion appears to be about whether or not the stallion is going to go roll in the mud at the lakeside or not. Glorfindel may be starting to resort to bribery in order to avoid having to clean a white horse of Scottish mud.

He might be losing.

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All-Skate: Out of the storm

2024-12-08T03:23:06Z

Posted by: mergich_singer

Tonight, there's a storm coming.

As the wind picks up, howling like a lost soul, the canopy of the Forbidden Forest pitches and rolls, surging and roaring like a great green sea. And as night falls, the huge waves of the Forest gain their own form of seafoam, as the heavy raging clouds above them finally break open... and fall in glittering snow.

The snow falls all night, long after the storm has at last sighed itself into a whisper. When morning comes, the first shivering light falls on huge, perfect glittering drifts - from far over the mountains right to the door of the Bar.

Perfect, that is, except for a double set of pawprints, steadily marching to the door... where they become a single set of bootprints belonging to a beautiful, blue-eyed woman in a huge rosette-spotted white coat.

At the door she turns to survey her work, and smiles with the gentle satisfaction of a long night's job completed.

Welcome to Winter, Milliways.

[OOC: Welcome to the All-Skate: Winter Edition! All are welcome - yes, that means all. Whether they're retired, deleted, AU, original or already being played by someone else, bring 'em along. The snow will last until January-ish, both within the All-Skate and in the bar proper - but you're welcome to ignore it if it doesn't work for you.

Usual all-skate rules apply:
1. Everyone's stressed out of their mind right now, so have fun! Participating in theme/holiday shenanigans is also not required. <3
2. Communication is key.
3. Gratuitous behaviour (either of a violent or sexual nature) will not be tolerated in the bar proper. Take that to an OOM, and then Content Warning the hell out of it before you link it.
4. Please don't be a dick.
This post is open forever.]

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Cycle 034

2024-11-08T01:24:40Z

Posted by: phantasmal_resplendent

Lup comes into the bar, the sound of barking echoing from her side as she does. Her robe is covered in fur of various colors.

She approaches the bar.

"You wouldn't happen to have a lint roller, would you?"

Mercifully, one appears on the countertop.

"Thanks, hon." Lup takes it, and begins the long process of getting as much fur as she can off her clothes.

She vaguely hopes that no one here is allergic to dogs.

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Talk Like a Pirate/Autumn Equinox All-Skate!

2024-09-21T19:13:39Z

Posted by: little_pieces_of_time

Do you see that? The warmer tints of gold and orange and vermillion appearing among the leaf-bedecked trees of the forest. The lengthening shadows and the surprising swiftness of evening. Do you smell that? The smell of damp earth, of warming spices and sharp alcohol. Do you feel that? The faint, promising chill in the breeze. The wanderlust longing for far-off places and the discovery of the unknown. The urge to plunder and loot and...

It can be easy to get carried away.

Today holds some surprises for those land-lubbers who find themselves in Milliways.

The bar itself is carrying a definite nautical theme in its decorations, and anyone paying attention might notice that at least one of the windows doesn't look out on either the lake area or the end of the universe, but out over the open ocean, rocking gently on unfelt waves under a cloudless sky. Seabirds call amid the sounds of waves and creaking wood. Large pots of spiced cider and rum simmer on the stove, filling the air with the scents of cinnamon and ginger, cloves and cardamom.

Outside, ripening pumpkins can be found scattered among the fading plants of the summer garden. In the open meadow between the bar and lake and forest, a tall and imposing corn maze has sprung up, somehow taking up far much more space than exists there. The cornstalks crowding its entrance rustle in the chill breeze, simultaneously inviting and foreboding, waiting to swallow any who dare step through.

The apple tree beside the Milliways greenhouse is heavy-laden with fruit, and the kitchen rats have set out half-barrels for anyone who wishes to seek out the prettiest and tastiest apples. One group of kitchen staff seem to have found an ancient cider press somewhere in the Milliways cellars, which is being prepared for use under Ivanhoe's meticulous supervision.

[OOC: Welcome to the All-Skate: Autumnal Pirate Edition! All are welcome - yes, that means all. Whether they're retired, deleted, AU, original or already being played by someone else, bring 'em along. Feel free to have Bar update your character's look if you'd like. Theme costumes are encouraged but absolutely not required.

Usual all-skate rules apply:
1. Everyone's stressed out of their mind right now, so have fun! Participating in theme/holiday shenanigans is also not required. <3
2. Communication is key.
3. Gratuitous behavior (either of a violent or sexual nature) will not be tolerated in the bar proper. Take that to an OOM, and then Content Warning the hell out of it before you link it.
4. Please don't be a dick.
This post is open forever.]

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milliways_bar @ 2024-09-12T19:29:00

2024-09-13T00:36:34Z

Posted by: take_that

Phoenix is sitting at a table, surrounded by several binders full of papers, and an old-looking laptop in front of him. He's engaged in conversation with someone on an even older-looking cell phone.

"Sounds like it's almost finished, huh?" A pause. "Yeah, I'm filling out a selection of potentials jurors now."

A sly smile. "Oh, I'm sure something will turn up."

Then, a genuine smile. "Yeah. You too."

He hangs up.

<i>It is pretty amazing how good the cell phone reception is here.</i>

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milliways_bar @ 2024-08-19T20:39:00

2024-08-20T01:42:11Z

Posted by: star_bespangled

The sun is setting, and the stars are just beginning to come out. Urania is on the roof with her telescope.

Sirius, the dog star, is beginning to fade, marking the approach of summer's end. Even with the warm night, Urania can see signs of the changing seasons - crabapples beginning to ripen, goldenrod in bloom.

Summer, as is its nature, is ending all too soon.

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milliways_bar @ 2024-08-16T11:46:00

2024-08-16T19:11:09Z

Posted by: immortalthief

Outback there is an immortal. Amanda dressed in black leggings, red sports bra, white tank top. Her hair tied back and in front of her she is making slow methodical movements with a light-saber, purple light blazing through the air.

Her muscles expanding and contracting, breath coming out controlled.

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Sunshine and Max Caulfield - Milliways kitchens

2024-08-06T14:39:58Z

Posted by: sunbaked_baker

There is artistry going on in Milliways kitchen, this morning.

Sunshine was feeling artistic when she woke up today - more traditionally artistic than her usual baking experiments, anyway - and has made a number of pans of focaccia dough. There is so much one can do with the delightfully simple bread, so during the dough's first rise she assembled a wide array of potential toppings.

And now the dough has been separated into multiple pans for its second rise, Rae is decorating one of the pans of dough with starbursts of sliced olives and strips of sweet orange and red peppers on a sea of thinly-sliced herby cheese.

Max, who had technically only come in search of early-morning coffee, has succumbed to curiosity and is composing her own focaccia landscape with flowers made of halved cherry tomatoes and thin slivers of red onion, accented with basil leaves and sprigs of parsley.

Sunshine was glad of the help, but there were still three or four pans of dough to decorate while the oven preheated. It was Max's idea to put up the sign that soon adorns on the kitchen door:

"Delicious Dough Decorators Desired! Inquire within."

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Immortal back in Milliways!

2024-07-11T13:54:55Z

Posted by: immortalthief

The front door opens, nothing dramatic, just a tall dark haired woman barefoot and in light yellow summer dress. As she looks from the beach she is coming from to the room she is entering a warm smile grows and fills her eyes.

Her fickle door, so sporadic, but then she has time.

Walking up to the bar she orders the electric blue smoothie she can only get in Milliways and takes the drink to a booth that will give her the best view of the bar. Fascinated to see who is here that she knows and who she doesn't know.

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