milliways_bar | Entries tagged with hagrid

"Well, now. This is a familiar sight still."

The red-haired human-plus who walks into the bar and up to the Bar receives two notes with his glass of Ogden's. The first reminds him of his own failures and prompts him to write a ( reply. )

He then asks whom she has told and gets the list. Some of the names he recognizes from the bar, others from their own contexts. He compares the list with his own friends and asks Bar to pass it on to ( Hagrid, Knox, Moiraine, Hiro, Raph, She-Hulk, Strong Bad and The Cheat, Tom, Cordelia, Andrew and YT. )

The second note, by contrast, just taps gently on his curiosity bump. He's not sure how much he can do, but what he can, he will, and for what he can't, he has someone in mind to help, so keeps the note to show that person. With that in mind, he seeks out an Alyx.

Current Music: AKG, "After Dark" (a relentless earworm)

i-brained-clor.livejournal.com

When the bar asks Herc to tend, he is a little surprised. Not much of a cocktail mixer, he instead goes for a series of specials that he is more familiar with.

Today's Specials
All the Mead You Can Quaff in One Minute
Shot Contests with the Bartender (win and its free!)
Wine in Goblets as Big as Your Head

"Come!" Hercules announces, with a hearty laugh.

[tiny tag: Hercules]

[ooc: ~~Will be open a goooood chunk of the day, as I'll be around.~~ No more new threads, please? But I'll finish out what we've got. Thank you all for a lovely Happy Hour!]

xhagridx.livejournal.com

When's the last time you saw an elephant in a bar? Sitting on a table? There's one there now that (usually) answers to the name of Stampy.

Sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the table, there's a (half) giant trying to get the miniphant to do small tricks by tempting her with peanut butter filled pretzels from a bag in his hand. They're meeting with limited success.

Feel free to come by and chat!

evil_koala_626

It is a sad fact of life that many cinematic gems go unappreciated by the general masses. Over the course of time, under the constant barrage of so called "film critics" these treasures slip through the cracks to be forgotten by most. But not all.For while the general masses flock to the epics, the romantic comedies, the westerns and all things film noir, there is a small faithful group that keeps the purest, dare we say the greatest, the highest of the cinematic art form alive. That of course being the B movie monster flick.

Stitch is sitting, absolutely entranced, on a table top with his eyes glued to the television above Bar as "The Killer Shrews" blares its dramatic soundtrack. Periodically a hand grasps about until it snags a fist full of popcorn from the enormous bowl sitting beside him.

assassinbourne.livejournal.com

He'd come downstairs to get something to eat from Bar since he hadn't eaten all day. The assassin had been too lost in his past. Lost in the files he had on Treadstone and Blackbriar. On the men that made him who he was today. Or wasn't... He hadn't quite figured that one out yet. Either way, with his sandwich came a note asking him to bartend.

Well... he hadn't been expecting that one. Luckily in his line of work he'd had to take on different personas. Different life styles. Playing bartender was something he could do. So walking around behind the counter he sets the plate with his sandwich on it aside and turns to the board, writing down today's specials. No, they're not specific. Just picked at random.

Drink Specials

Extended Jail Sentence
Screaming Multiple Orgasm
Kill Me Now

Finally turning away from the board, he looks over the bar and her patrons.

"Happy Hour, folks! Tell me, what's your pleasure?"

[Tiny Tag: Tanya Adams]

ever_lovin

Ben's out back by the lake today, stretched out beneath a tree near the lake's edge and fishing. His eyes are closed and you could mistake his fish calls for snoring but that's okay.

Totally botherable if you want to say "Hi", just don't scare the fish.

art-and-brian.livejournal.com

Justin has props tonight! Well OK, one prop - an ipod with speakers, which he plugs in as soon as he steps behind the bar. The playlist is one you'd find in any gay nightclub - cheesy dance/trance stuff, nothing too hardcore. He's moving along to it as he writes on the board;

SPECIALS

Strip and Go Naked
77 Sunset Strip
Strawberry Stripper

And underneath he adds;

Do a strip to the music (to underwear only) and drink free for an hour!

He's totally betting that no one will take him on the offer but hey, you never know.

'It's Happy Hour, everyone. Let's get Happy!'

[OOC: Tiny!tag: Paul Varjack, Gordon O'Dell

Annnnd Slowtimes-R-Us, thanks everybody!]

xhagridx.livejournal.com

Hagrid is happy.

Why is Hagrid happy?

He has his friend Stampy the tinyphant with him today, for a romp outside!

They are currently playing fetch with one of Stampy's squeaky toys and keeping a sharp look out for birds. Come and say hello and offer Stampy treats!

[[OOC: My most sincere apologies to little Stampy, who is, in fact, a GIRL. Just pretend I used the correct pronouns throughout!]]

henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com

Indy has gone to great lengths to decorate the bar area appropriately for his shift today. There are strings of green and orange paper shamrocks hanging behind the bar and from the counter. There's green tinsel wrapped around the taps and many of the liquor bottles on the shelves. All the coasters and napkins are illustrated with miniature Irish flags. And the snack bowls have even been filled with Lucky Charms.

Okay, fine. Indy didn't do any of this, Bar took care of it all. But he can claim to have written up the specials. The fact that they didn't take any brain power shouldn't detract from the accomplishment:

DRINKS SPECIALS

Harp
Guinness
Irish whiskey
Irish coffee

He's gone to some effort with his attire as well, in that his fedora has been replaced by a green plastic bowler hat. Way to get into the spirit of St. Patrick's Day, Indy!

"It's Happy Hour, folks. What'll it be?"

gone_byebye

If Ray's done anything in the past twenty-four hours other than read and sleep, you couldn't tell by looking at him.

Possibly something should be done about that, but you'd have to get through the stack of books around him first.

[Tinytag: The Great Librarian]

xhagridx.livejournal.com

Hagrid is sitting at the bar on a somewhat crumpled stool, enjoying a large tankard of ale and perusing a copy of a book about magical creatures that Mia had left for him. He wouldn't be adverse to come company.

WARNING: Hagrid is here post Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (excluding epilogue), and threads with him will likely contain spoilers.

half-giant.livejournal.com

The door bangs open as Hagrid enters Milliways with a little too much force. He doesn't seem to notice as he strides over to the bar. He has a fierce expression on his face as he takes a seat, almost breaking it in the meantime.

He's confused and addled, and obviously in a bad mood over something. He considers ordering a drink, but thinks better of it. Drowning himself in mulled mead doesn't seem to be the thing to do tonight. This solution is quite out of character for him, and he wonders if his problems aren't more serious than he thought.

He'd welcome a little company though, anything to take his mind of of, well, everything.

henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com

( The interview... )

[Summary: Having responded to the ad, Hagrid is interviewed for the Stampy sitting job by two very ~~bored~~ discriminating room mates. Indy is a little crazy, Mike is Mike, and it's also Thursday...]

clumsy_auror

*After cleaning up her daughter, Tonks settles herself in a booth in the corner of the bar, reading the latest issue of Transfiguration Today.

Which is probably why the napkin dispenser keeps turning into a miniature portrait of the Queen.*

henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com

On his way upstairs Indy takes a piece of paper out of his pocket and tacks it to the noticeboard. There are sign-up sheets attached to the bottom.

( Elephant sitters wanted... )

guppy_sandhu

Guppy, who has spent most of the day in the library having his nose bitten by a ferocious book and then helping to clear up the mess, goes to the Bar and asks her for a beer. For now, he's too thirsty and dusty to be bothered about her drugging him again. A few gentle pats on her top show that all is forgiven.
Bar produces a pint, along with something small, pink and fluffy. He stares at it in amazement.
"Excuse me, Bar. I didn't ask for that."
The fluffy thing squarks and stays where it is. Guppy reaches forward and touches it gently. It nuzzles against his hand. It's not a hallucination, it's a real baby flamingo. He stares at it, wondering what to do with it.

half-giant.livejournal.com

Hagrid's sitting on his favorite crumpled bar stool, still trying to fix his broken flower pot without much success. He's not sure what he's doing wrong, but his wand work could probably use some help. Hagrid could probably use a distraction.

half-giant.livejournal.com

Hagrid isn't in the bar. He's out back enjoying the evening air. And breaking pottery, wand at the ready.

"Reparo, damn it!"

The shattered terra cotta makes inly half hearted attempts to return to it's previously unbroken state.

Perhaps a distraction?

last_adam

*Adam sits at a table in the corner, nursing a cider*

half-giant.livejournal.com

Rebeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Ground at Hogwarts, and Care of Magical Creatures Professor, falls through the door, confused.

What is this place? One minute I was getting some rock cakes from my pantry fer my tea with Dumbledore--the next I feel a shove from behind, and I end up here. And the way in doesn’t appear to be the way out, at the moment.

Well at least there’s a bar, so it can’t be all bad.

He pushes his mane of bushy hair from face, and walks over to the bar. The stool looks sturdy enough, and he prays it’ll hold his weight as he sits and raps his knuckles on the smooth wood.

Someone around here should be able to tell him what this is all about.