milliways_bar | Entries tagged with daniel 'oz' osborne

candied-rabbit.livejournal.com

So, a while back, Momiji put up and passed out and generally had fun with flyers advertising his attempts to form a would-be band! And, now, since he's talked to a few interested parties and figures that a lot of people have seen the signs, he figures it's time to advance the cause to the next step!

Hence, he has a big, marker-written, glittery sign, which reads, "Band People! Over Here! :D!" It's propped on the table of the booth that he's at, his violin case sitting next to it.

Yeah, okay, so it's not the most formal or official message. But he thinks it gets things across, well enough.

(OOC: Plot-locked to those young-ish, musical pups interested in the band thing, whether they/their muns have expressed that interest previously.)

slayer_fray

"Zombies. Stupid ruttin' zombies."

Someone has been having a busy day, from the sound of her disgruntled mutterings as she comes in through the front door. Her clothes are torn in places and there's a rapidly-fading bruise on her upper arm, but apart from that, Mel's physically fine.

She takes a second to lean against the wall and re-adjust the sticks in her hair before heading towards the bar for food. Breakfast will make things better.

[OOC: plans for the day just changed, and I'm no longer here. But tags are welcome and slowtimes will be pursued!]

irredeemableant.livejournal.com

There is a two-inch high Eric playing on the bar.

Playing, because he's currently building himself a fort out of pretzels. Yes, it's childish, but it's keeping him distracted from thinking about real, introspective issues.

He hates that sort of crap.

He is very botherable.

[tiny tag: Eric O'Grady]

iamthewolf.livejournal.com

Just a couple days back at school and already the homework is piling up.

There are some books on the small table in front of the couch, but Oz isn't actually doing any of this homework. Instead, he's located the TV remote and, since no one seems to be arguing yet, is channel-surfing.

Milliways has a pretty interesting cable package. There's the usual Days of Our Lives and kids' cartoons; a game of something that looks like an odd mix of basketball and lacrosse; and some kind of soap opera about squid.

He can't quite decide between it all.

[OOC: gotta run for a couple hours! Will try to return before bedtime, but always up for slowtime.]

supaahiro

And there is the bartender.

Tenders.

Two Hiros got a note. Two Hiros stand together. Well, if by one of them writing on the board in very sloppy english and the other looking over the Big Book o' Cocktails, well, benig 'together'. They're sort of like the odd couple -- not really together, but never really apart.

The 'base' Hiro writes, on the special board:

QUOTABLE NIGHT!
GIVE ME FAMOUS LINE FROM COMIC, MANGA, SCI-FI, OR OTHER GEEK FANDOM
STUMP THE OTAKU, GET DRINK HALF OFF!

The other Hiro looks less then happy with this 'special', but there they are: ready to serve.

[Slowtime now in affect! Sankyuu!]

iamthewolf.livejournal.com

Oz must've been in the other night, briefly, and no doubt he left smiling and humming to himself.

Today he walks in with his guitar already in hand, and he gives the place a thoughtful look.

It's not long before he's set himself up in a chair to practise. (The bar's as good a place as any, really.) It's an intentional effort at first, but then he starts strumming chords he doesn't quite know, and then he's singing--

"I am a lone wolf
I always was and will be
I feel fine, I am resigned to this..."

There's a reason he's the lead guitarist for Dingoes Ate My Baby, not the lead singer.

[ tiny tags: Broadway goes Brutal plot ]

explorertruman.livejournal.com

"Gotta dance!"

This call was announced from around the stairs, just before the man danced his way down them, and went up to a random bar patron to say again.

"Gotta dance!" And he did a halfway decent tap number, even though while Truman could dance... He had never studied tap in his life.

"Gotta dance, gotta dance, got to....Dance!"
Broad-way rhyt-thm's got-me....gotta dance!"

Well, he's no Gene Kelly... (Who is really?) But he's not bad at cutting a rug.

[tiny tag: Broadway Goes Brutal plot]

rebel-falcon.livejournal.com

Han has been around. After the cookie dough incident from the other night, however, he's glad to be getting back to the Falcon, even if it does mean he's about to go into a giant moon shaped base (thanks Plourr, for the headsup!) full of Imperials.

He doesn't leave a note for anyone, because well, Han's not that type of guy.

But of course it figures, that when he was climbing up out of the floor to come in...

He looks up at the hatch in the ceiling. "Hell, Bar, how am I supposed t'get out..."

It's called a chair.

"...thanks, sweetheart."

He pats the surface, drags a chair over, hops up into the rafters, then climbs up through the hatch and pulls it shut behind him. He'll be back.

ooc: Just getting him out for some canon, no tags please, but reactions to the guy climbing out through the ceiling after the fact as okay. He'll be back soon. XD

iamthewolf.livejournal.com

Oz enters the bar, blinks, and turns to walk back out again.

He returns a few seconds later and blinks again.

"That's just not right."

He tries once more -- this is supposed to be his bathroom -- but third time is not the charm. He runs a hand through his hair and instead locates the bar's restrooms (eventually), returning to the main bar a few minutes later thoroughly amused and with a mini Sharpie behind his ear.

"Hit me up with a Coke," he says to Bar. Followed by, "Never gettin' used to that."

basic_powers

Tucked into a booth with a bowl of dry sugar blasted cocoabombs, is a small blonde boy with his slippered feet up on the booth table, giggling.

Why is he giggling? Get close enough, and one might be able to see the small TV tucked on the other end of the boothtable, playing Saturday Morning cartoons.

Tyler's missed seeing these for weeks! Come join him if you so please, he won't mind the company!

Current Mood: chipper

iamthewolf.livejournal.com

One thing to notice about the latest arrival to Milliways is that he is not dressed for a Scottish winter. Try a little farther south, a little farther west...

It's summer in southern California, and the first thing Oz does as he steps through the door is blink at the slight drop in temperature. The second thing he does is notice that he's in a bar considerably better lit (and ... more physics-defying?) than the Bronze, which is where he expected to be.

The third thing he does is sniff the air, looking thoughtful.

Okay. This place? Definitely not in Sunnydale.

[ooc: Oz is coming in from between seasons two and three of Buffy, here. Weirdness - definitely welcome! Future-spoiling, less so. Drop a comment if you have questions. :D
eta: brb guys! back in an hour or so.]

jonathanparagon.livejournal.com

Jonathan has been in the bar all night, watching the people come and go (although he somehow failed to notice when Andrew was there.)

He's still there, sitting in a booth trying to take it all in.

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