milliways_bar | Entries tagged with enzo matrix

After Boo is tricked into leaving the bar, she has been spending a very pouty few days at home. When she opens her closet and once again finds the mysterious place that is not where Kitty lives, she grins and runs through the door.

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!"

She dashes around the room once or twice in her excitement, and then waves to the room at large. "Hi! Hihi! Hi! YAY!" And bounces up and down.

She loves it here.

jedi_interrupted

A young Ahsoka comes in today with a sigh and a grumble. Seeing she's not in the ship's galley but instead Milliways, she stalks her way to Bar for some refreshment.

There is no emotion, there is peace.
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge
There is no passion, there is serenity.

Babysitting a prisoner, with Senate commandos no less, is boring. She thought she'd get a little excitement when given the chance at questioning the prisoner, but Master Luminaria had apparently never heard of tough jedi, friendly jedi and gave her a dressing down for using fear as a tactic. Bad enough her master left her behind and was off doing what was likely exciting things, she gets a dressing down in front of commandos and clones.

There is no chaos, there is harmony.
There is no death, there is the Force.

Yeah, the litany of the Jedi code wasn't working on calming her racing thoughts, so she orders a bowl of fermented meats with a side of tea.

It's just not fair!

[ooc: In honor of the anniversary of Ahsoka's first introduction online. Here for a bit then slows.]

guppy_sandhu

It's mild outside. Guppy has changed his usual run around the lakeside for pushing a pram, containing his smallest daughter, who is quietly dozing.

After a little while, he stops to tuck her in, but as the pram stops moving she stirs, so he decides better of it and carries on their gentle stroll.

a1enzo

[Millitimed to December 26]

Happy Charles Babbage's birthday!

This time, Enzo's party table is covered with mechanical toys of the gears-and-levers sort, as well as an assortment of music boxes. There are also gingerbread gears, with frosting and sprinkles on the side for decorating. Enzo himself has his guitar and is wearing a truly appalling sweater over his uniform.

guppy_sandhu

Life Support? At Christmas?
Well some folks have nowhere else to go today.

After the burning of the goat, there is a large buffet set up in the warmth of the inlet. Posters inside the bar invite people to come and join in.

LIFE SUPPORT HOLIDAY PARTY

FREE DINNER!

(NO OBLIGATION TO TALK ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS)

ALL WELCOME!

[ooc: Threadhopping encouraged.]

a1enzo

Happy Ada Lovelace's Birthday!

(There has gotta be a snappier name for this, but Ada Lovelace Day is taken for the second Tuesday in October.)

Enzo has had a few new ideas this year. On the festive table he's set up, there are beads, both regular and candy, for stringing, along with an ASCII-to-binary translation chart for encoding messages in alternating colours. There is also paper and various pens, markers, crayons, and colored pencils... along with compasses, rulers, protractors, and several Spirograph sets.

Minus, perfect little logarithmic spiral that he is, is flitting around and might be persuaded, for treats, to lie down and be traced.

a1enzo

Danny and Sam had a family Hanukkah party this evening; Sam explained the holiday to Enzo, and the traditions, and there was much delicious fried food. Enzo enjoys learning about all holidays, of course, but he can really get a holiday celebrating a rebellion against forced assimilation. That hits close to home.

Enzo is now spinning a dreidel on the bartop, for the amusement of Minus, who is variously following it around, pouncing on it, and spinning himself. Enzo is tempted to paint letters on him.

guppy_sandhu

The circle of chairs is set out in the corner and the smell of warm free food drifts across the room.

LIFE SUPPORT

TONIGHT'S FREE MENU:

TOAD IN THE HOLE*
VEGAN TOAD IN THE HOLE

OPEN TO ALL, COME AND CHAT WITH US

[*Toad in the hole is a dish involving sausages in yorkshire pudding. No toads in dish]

[ooc: Open until the next one, all tags will be picked up by at least one of the team. Guppy-mun apologises for putting this up late, had a brain fart.]

mogget_cat

Yrael steps into the bar today wreathed in music from the New Orleans street behind him, and he enters with an itch, an urge, a particular intention. Even as the door closes behind the Bright Shiner, he is heading towards the counter to have a brief conversation with the Bar.

Soon he has a space cleared among the tables nearest the piano and sound system speakers. A karaoke machine with a substantial list of songs from various worlds and times has been procured, and a table has been set up with a great variety of snacks and refreshments. Lastly, he hangs a sign:

Open Mic Night
All are welcome!

Most importantly, under the sign there is a microphone on a stand, all by its lonesome in the cleared space, beckoning.

(ooc: Party post! Open foreeeevvvvveeerrrrrr! :D)

boghadair

Citizens of Milliways, you might feel a little tingle run up your bearish spine. A spine that's rapidly becoming unfurry and unbearlike with every second. Then pop - you're back in your normal form.

And probably a little naked.

Better cover yourself up.

A door opens and a young redhead takes one look inside and lets out an anguished groan. "No!!! How did it happen here too?!"

You might want to ask her some questions.

a1enzo

[OOC: sometime during the first stage of the bearplot]

Enzo is in from Amity Park today; Dani needed some sidekick-type help earlier, and now she’s back at the library and dinner isn’t for a while yet. “Hey, Bar. I could do with a snack. Dunno what I’m in the mood for, though.”

And then, those words whose risk-reward ratio in Milliways would require some very complex graphing indeed:

“Surprise me.”

A sample of some kind of fruit tart appears in front of him. He tries it.

“Okay, that’s… surprising. Seems like kind of an acquired taste… uh… oog, hang on, I think I need the bathroom…”

A few minutes later, a particularly large male bear emerges from the restroom; his words come out as a roar, of course, but the pattern of emphasis is still that of That is NOT what I MEANT!

a1enzo

Dani and Enzo have a fantastic setup in their own worlds, but that doesn't mean Milliways has nothing to offer their relationship anymore. It's still the only place they can be together in their respective natural forms. They're happy together in any form, of course, but every so often you miss that sort of thing.

When they come downstairs seeking hydration (her) and data input (him), Bar presents them with a napkin note.

"Oh! Sure, I'm up for it if you are."

"Of course!"

SPECIALS
Wedding Bell Punch
Honeymoon Cocktail
Terremoto
Virgin Terremoto (Shirley Temple w/pineapple ice cream)

Mr. and Mrs. Fenton-Matrix are open for business!

a1enzo

Enzo comes in early today, in human form and pyjama bottoms.

"Hey, Bar, I wanted to make Dani breakfast in bed but we're out of raspberries."

Bar provides a bowl of fresh raspberries and a bud vase of orchids.

"You're the best."

a1enzo

Enzo Fenton-Matrix looks surprised when the Door opens for him today. He's hardly dressed for it, and hastily adjusts his hotel bathrobe, but far be it from him to question Milliways. Before entering, though, he props the door open a crack and goes to put on some pyjama bottoms.

"Hey, Dani, I got a Door," he can be heard to say. "You need anything from the Bar?"

Her reply is inaudible, but he heads in, now decent, and goes to pick up whatever isn't available from room service.

a1enzo

Best friends for eleven years.
Romantically involved for ten.
Engaged for four.
It's about freaking time.

The groom (surprisingly functional after two bachelor parties) will be at the Bar in the morning to digitize guests and bring them to Mainframe, and the bride will be there in the late afternoon for the Earth batch.

[OOC: If you think you were invited, you were invited! Attend either wedding or both!]

mandercommander

If you asked Bonzo Madrid how he had wound up back in Milliways, he could not have told you to save his life. Then again, the first time he'd wound up here had also been a bit of a blur (to put it mildly). But he was back, actually an adult (or something closely resembling it), and looking quite...confused.

"...I thought this was just a dream..." he muttered.

Nope, he's back in the Bar.

kinshou_kitsune

When the door opens to the bar the smell of spring rain and cherry blossoms would fill the air, maybe even a few lose blossoms trailing in as a gentle breeze blows them in. The scene outside is picturesque overlooking a quiet garden. It's not quite normal, nor is the little white fox that pokes its head in through the door.

It makes a few noises, sniffing around the door before something outside the door causes it to skitter off. A woman's voice is quickly heard along the the soft sound of wooden sandles on stone. "You found something?" she asks, still out of view for a few seconds longer, it's not long before a young woman dressed in a soft blue kimono steps into the door then stops, stares, jaw dropping.

Tears well up in her eyes as she presses her hands on either side of the door frame before she finally takes a step inside. "I'm home."

Decorum is tossed out the window as she hurries her way in, making a beeline for the Bar. Is it an odd sight to see a woman hugging Bar? Because there is now a woman hugging Bar as best she can paying no attention to the door closing behind her. "Oh how I've missed you!" she squeals, finally shifting to sit on a stool. Instantly a plate of rice cakes and tea appear leaving the woman clapping her hands gleefully.

There's more than enough to share.

Welcome home, Inari.

a1enzo

~~~~~~~~
You are invited to the wedding of
Danielle Fenton
and
Enzo Matrix
Saturday, May 19
Morning: Cyberspace
Evening: Earth
Reception to follow each ceremony
~~~~~~~~

RSVP()

{
    string names = "________________________________";
    int number_attending = __;
    if (number_attending > 0) {
        bool cyberspace = _; //formal attire, all matter-based guests must be digitized
        bool Earth = _; //subtropical beach, dress accordingly
    } else {
        bool regretfully_decline = _;
    }

    //entree choices
    int beef = __;        int seafood = __;        int vegan = __;
}

Enzo drops off the invitations with Bar, then orders a Cocoa and relaxes for a bit. It's been a while; he's been busy.

[OOC: If you think you'd be invited, you're probably right! If you're not sure, feel free to ask.]

a1enzo

[OOM, backtimed to... sometime since Enzo was last around: Enzo receives a proper posting and meets his new squad.]

a1enzo

Enzo wanders in, flipping through some file folders and muttering to himself.

"menu.Choose();
decorations.Choose();
gifts.Register();
while(timeToWedding > 0) {
    thingsToDo++;
    headache++;
}

cake.Choose();
while(cake.chosen == false)
    {cake.Taste();}
brightSide = true;"

After a while, however, the... oddity of the sounds around him breaks through his preoccupation.

"print "What the \dev\null?";"

[OOC: Enzo will be defaulting to... a vaguely C-family pseudocode, based on the mun's so-so programming knowledge and whatever seems funny and/or reasonably comprehensible. This is, of course, entirely in keeping with his canon. He can manage English syntax if necessary, but it will come out somewhat strangely!]

a1enzo

Enzo will, of course, be officially celebrating his coming-of-age in Mainframe with his family. Rather than have a huge party in Milliways, he is therefore having two smaller ones, before and after.

Gotta pace himself, after all.

[OOC: All are welcome!]

a1enzo

A text window, with a looping GIF overlay of falling confetti, will be ~~(or has been, given how late this is being posted)~~ delivered to all of Enzo's friends; a copy is hovering next to the bulletin board as well.

Please join Enzo on his
100th birthday!
(That's 4th for you decimal-counting folks.)
(Which is like 20 years old for humans.)
(Look, just roll with it, okay?)

Sept. 7
Help me log out of childhood (afternoon) or start up my adulthood (evening)!

[OOC: If you think you would have received an invitation, you did! If not, feel free to show up anyway!]

feminine_menace

[OOC: Any interactions on this EP that aren't with Cassidy are Millitimed to, well, before Cassidy. WRT Cassidy, here's some context.]

YT's at the Bar, drinking a Coke and eating fried paradoxes dipped in a sauce of her own invention while she reads Thrasher magazine. There's an interesting long-form article about chick thrashers, who are relatively few and far between (as YT knows from experience). A lot of it is about the unbelievable shit that people say to said thrasher chicks. Before this article, YT thought she'd heard it all. Now she realizes that there are levels of sexist douchbaggery that she has not yet plumbed.

"What the fuck? Really?" she says to herself as she re-reads a paragraph.

a1enzo

Enzo has his guitar today (over near the piano, in case anyone wants to join in).

He also has Minus with him, whom he is encouraging to play with a toy on top of the piano.

This should be interesting, if not entirely melodious.

venerable_ibis

The weather in Milliways is finally coming a little bit closer to Djehuty's tastes. Not that he needs to feel the cold, or the wind, or the snow, or the raw semi-Scottish damp, if he doesn't want to. But it's nice now to feel a bit of sun.

In fact, he's liking it so much that he's even contemplating starting a little Milliways-style garden by his mansion in the Duat. So there's an ibis-headed man striding serenely amongst the various plantings, taking notes.

((Oof, it's bedtime for me, but I'll be back!))