milliways_bar | Entries tagged with halloween

Cassian hasn't noticed that Bar put him in skull makeup again this year as he's been in the kitchen cooking traditional food for the day to honor the dead. Pan de muerto and conchasare baking in the oven and he's in the process of pressing some marigold tortillas to go with the taco fillings he's made up.

Once everything's cooked, he makes himself a plate of sweet and savory along with some caf then goes to sit at a table by the fire and remember all those who are gone. Bar even gave him a small bouquet of marigolds and sugar skulls for his table.

raptorcanaria

"I do not understand why you like Halloween so much," Oracle had said.

"Because you get to wear a sexy costume and go out at night and encounter scary things and eat a lot of really good food," Dinah had said.

..."That's what you do every night," Oracle had said.

"Don't care, I'm wearing the sexy cat costume."

"Dinah, don't wear the sexy cat costume."

...Dinah is wearing the sexy cat costume.

Welcome to your Halloween Milliways All-Skate!

All welcome - yes, that means all. Whether they're retired, deleted, AU, original or already being played by someone else, bring 'em along.

Usual all-skate rules apply:
1. Everyone's stressed out of their mind right now, so have fun!
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. Much like Vegas, what happens in All Skates, stays in All Skates.
5. Please don't be a dick.

As always, no need to stick to the party locations.

childofrebellion

Cassian's thinking about various plans when he enters and doesn't notice he's in a costume until he feels the weight of his blaster isn't at his hip. The counter mirror's closest and he gently touches the skull makeup, it feels appropriate, he's got one of those missions soon.

So he orders a mezcal that Bar recommends to sip as he looks around to see if he understands any of the other costumes.

heatherandsteel

Quentin and Yamato come down the stairs discussing the latest episode of Tentacles of Our Waves and what to have for dinner. Before they reach the bottom of the stairs, they've become two princes in blue and white, Quentin's a classic Prince Charming while Yamato's blue and white is speaks more to armor.

Their surprise and grumbling takes them to the counter where Bar with a cheery note tells them to bartend. She does leave them a large plate of Halloween goodies and a list of suggested drinks; candies, cupcakes and cookies to share before falling asleep. Then in neat handwriting, Quentin writes up the specials.

Specials
Pumpkin butterscotch hot chocolate
Hocus Pocus Punch
Moonrise Mocktail

(OOC: Happy Halloween! Two characters, two muns, come and make Quentin and Yamato blush and celebrate Halloween.)

configuration_birdwatcher

Bastion popped out of the Bar for a couple of hours after the D&D game, and when they came back there were approximately twice as many decorations incorporating pumpkins, skeletons (mostly human), bedsheet ghosts, and spiders. As they actually step into the barroom, they feel a sudden weight and hear a rustling noise; they're now wearing a backless amber ballgown with a matching glove for their repair/manipulator arm. It's not quite as impractical as it looks, since the fabric is heavy enough that it won't get caught in their joints and the dress isn't long enough to step on; the glove will be an impediment if they need to use their self-repair function, but that's about it. Still, this is the first time they've worn any article of clothing, and it's weird. Every time they take a step the skirt swishes back and forth.

They have no idea why this happened, since it doesn't look like most patrons have been given formal clothing, although it is a seasonal colour. Ganymede swoops down to sit on Bastion's finger, and they boop softly in puzzlement to him.

(OOC: Open all week; I have too many RL Halloween plans to be in much tonight but I'll try to tag back when I have a moment.)

childofrebellion

Cassian hasn't been keeping track of all the holidays in Milliways, time across systems is chaotic enough. So when he comes in, he's surprised to find his clothing has shifted to something not too different, the leather jacket's longer, the rest of it is similar but not of his normal clothing and his blaster looks like another type of pistol. He frowns as he heads to the counter where Bar tells him Happy Halloween with a cupcake with a ghost on it and an ale she recommends. Also he lays the odd flat hat that came with his costume on the counter.

(OOC: Cassian's dressed as a member of the French Resistance. Open the rest of the week and into the weekend. Happy Halloween!)

fairy_fixit

Fairy Fixit comes in from her room and personal portal into Milliways upstairs to perform her periodic check on the beer supply lines and the mini portals in the kitchen cabinets and refrigerator. But, Bar has other plans.

When Fixit flies into the bar room, she's put into a strange futuristic looking costume. And a tail?

"W-... What is this strange implement?" she asks the odd staff in her hand.

She hasn't noticed her hair has turned purple or the ornate horns on head which have replaced her hat. Her antennae are still there, bobbing a bit more freely now that her hat is gone.

She'll notice the horns eventually.

irish_vagabond

It's Cassidy's first Halloween at Milliways.

Cassidy wouldn't have made such a big deal about it. It would've been just like any other day.

Except that the moment that he orders a drink from the bar, fwoomp, he's suddenly dressed as an 18th century wanker, complete with a blond wig that won't come off.

"What- what the fuck- no- shitshitshitshit NOOO-"

A napkin appears on the bartop.

Yes.

"No! Whyyyy? Why this? What did I ever do to you??"

Another napkin.

You never pay off your tab?

Cassidy flails his ruffles and blond locks. "Besides that?!"

The Bar only responds with a smiley face.

"SHITE!"

The vampire Lestat is not happy.

(At least he wasn't given fake fangs. A small mercy.)

childofrebellion

OOM: A long and bittersweet night.

Early on Halloween morning, when the sun has only begun to come up, Cassian comes down the stairs. He still has a few fading bruises and cuts from the brawl and halfway to the Bar, his outfit changes. When he feels unfamiliar cloth, he looks down at himself, a suit, a rather plain suit, this doesn't seem too bad.

At the counter, he starts to order a caf then changes his mind and orders a hot chocolate. Alongside the hot chocolate, a roll with odd bumps that he soon realizes are meant to be bones appears. Cassian traces the ridges and sits down at the counter, sipping his hot chocolate and carefully exploring what's in the pockets of his suit.

Tiny tag: Cassian Andor
OOC: Same OOM as posted before. I wanted to get this up nice and early, I'll be around and tagging tomorrow. Happy Halloween!

vorpatril

Ivan's grateful for Milliways now that Miles has a twenty-four hour leave, the change of uniform is odd.

His boots are about the same but the jacket has too much gold on it. He sits at the Bar and orders some wine and considers dinner as he looks around.

runningred

On the warm sands of the Caribbean inlet, there’s music, fire, food and fun. Come down and play.

{Open all through the weekend and beyond. Starting early to give everyone time to join in. Party rules – thread hop, start your own adventures, and enjoy!}

harryhotspur

[OOM: Halloween arrives, and the Bar takes Harry's costume all the way. So Feuilly manages as best he can. Luckily (or not), Harry's rivalry with Hal can transcend universes.]

If this weren't Milliways, Harry would be more concerned about the fact that he doesn't really remember the past couple of days. But it is, so he assumes that something weird happened, and it's probably better that he doesn't remember what that something was.

Anyway, now he's got a magic coin and some toast, so really, it's better odds than usual that chatting with this prickly English knight won't end in an argument.

But then again, you can never be totally sure of that.

manofbusiness

Childermass steps through the door and his appearance almost instantly changes. He knows it, too, by the sudden unobstructed breeze on his neck, and heads for the nearest mirror to find his hair much shorter and his clothes transformed to a plain brown tunic.

"...well, I suppose it could be worse."

not_his_pa

Some days, William hates the magic in Milliways, trying to save a horse and almost getting drowned for his trouble feels like something that could only happen here.

Maybe there are dangerous magical horses in Albus' world or Percy's, he's used to horses that will just throw you. He's wet and grimy as he gets a towel from Bar and goes to sit by the fire, thankfully she's not putting him in any costume yet, though that might be drier.

heatherandsteel

Quentin isn't thinking about Halloween at the moment, instead he's trying to figure out how best to unpack parts of the kitchen. When he enters and his clothes feel tighter and odd, he looks down and then feels his back and head, "I have wings and I'm wearing an acorn hat. Really?"

He sighs, he preferred the mountie costume, now he looks like he works at Disneyland. With a grumble as he adjusts to walking with the wings on his back and heads to the counter to get something to drink and see what else people are wearing.

(OOC: Open all weekend.)

herr_bookman

When Autor steps through the door today, his clothes remain the same: white pants, oversized gray sweater, and glasses. What changes are the ears. Not his, necessarily--those still remain human--but he sprouts fuzzy, gray, and pointed kitten ears on top of his head with a soft, "Oh!" The tail is also new, and telegraphs his body language as the tip curves upward in agitation.

"Really?" he calls up to the ceiling. "Come on!"

Experimentally, he brushes his fingers against one of his fuzzy new appendages--and tears his hand away, blushing. They point in different directions, moving independently of one another to show his ambivalence with the costume.

change_my_story

When Matilda entered Milliways that afternoon, she's already aware of Halloween, she'd read of it in books and had seen the decorations in Milliways. The garden even had these terrific pumpkins that they could carve and have fun with. Her own pumkin with a fanged smiley face is right by her door back home.

This time when she entered, Ms, Bar thought to go a step further and Matilda found herself dressed in what was thankfully not a princess or fairy costume. One of the older form students introduced her to the movie and to suddenly see that she could have a costume for it was great fun-and it even came with the gun.

Even better, when she went to order some lunch for herself, she also got a something that looked like a white jelly shaped like a skull. Before she could eat it, she shook the plate, watching it giggle.

Now if someone could find a way to play the ghostbuster's theme song, it would just cap things off.

heatherandsteel

Quentin comes in the front door yawning in a human disguise and what had begun as jeans and a t-shirt turns into a Canadian Mounted Police uniform. He stops, looks down at himself and sighs before going to the counter where he gets a silver key that seems to have heather twined around it on a piece of blue ribbon.

The key is kept out as he orders some coffee and turns to look at all the costumes, it almost feels familiar with the variety of people, he could maybe even take off his disguise and not be noticed.

Tiny tag: Quentin (October Daye)

vance_prime

Halloween has come to the Greenbrier Colony once again. And this year the kids are just old enough to understand, and anticipate, the holiday. Which means that Gordon and Alyx have been hearing "Is it Halloween yet?" on an endless loop for the past week.

But the night has finally come and (mostly) gone, and the Vance-Freeman family is returning home with their candy haul. Or trying to, only to end up in Milliways instead.

The population of the bar has increased by one man dressed as Chewbacca, one woman dressed as Han Solo, twin toddlers dressed as Luke and Leia Skywalker, a hovering robot with blue astromech stripes painted on, and a combat droid with a hand-drawn C-3P0 mask taped to his face.

(It was either this or dress as Muppets.)

[ooc: Three pups and two muns! Open through the weekend or until it falls off the front page, whichever comes last.]

halfemptyglasses

Mirai had been warned about Halloween hijinx, but she wasn't warned about the method in which it would manifest. She skitters off balance when her outfit shifts completely, her cardigan and dress giving way to-

".......really?! How unpleasant," she swears at the bandages covering her from head to toe.

Hey, can't go wrong with the classics, right?

tire_moi_mes_bottes

Since the stroke of midnight, Milliways has been haunted.

Terrifyingly, eerily haunted.

The reign of the blanket-ghosts is a fearful one, marked by sudden chills and creaking floorboards and people saying "boo" in French accents. That's probably the scariest thing about it. (Or maybe the apparent bloodstains on the ghostly and noncorporeal sheets, but it's only red wine.)

((Two players, two spooooooky blanket-ghosts (one in blue-ticked flannel, very cozy for cold weather). We're both going to be in and out all weekend--take your pick of ghosts, or try your luck if you don't say who you're looking for!))

hecu_marine

One of these days Shephard is going to learn to avoid the Bar around Halloween. Yesterday was not that day. Either he missed the calendar altogether or he read it wrong, but either way he wound up sleeping upstairs rather than going home and risking a surprise on his morning trip to the bathroom, because a magical change of clothing is a terrible thing to do to a man when he's not yet awake.

So is getting turned out of bed by- well, you know how some people say they've got a spirit animal or spirit guide, whether they do or not? Shephard's happens to be a dead white guy from Arkansas. And you know how Milliways gets around Halloween.

Anyway, point is, Shephard spent an awful lot of time last night either awake or in an extraordinarily vivid dream being made to talk to people he knew had been dead considerably longer than he'd been alive, so when he woke up good and proper this morning, he was in no fit mood for interacting with anybody. When he came down the stairs and his clothing changed on him, all he did was mutter some really unpleasant words in Arabic- don't ask what they were, they don't really translate into English- and go outside for a run anyway.

He's back inside now, in the 1812 uniform Bar gave him, and he's being as happy about it as a man can be; the alternative, a napkin has led him to understand, involved not only the 1812-era uniform but sideburns, and he would really rather avoid that if he can.

Do not come between him and his coffee, but he'll talk to you as long as you don't mind him drinking the whole time.

i_am_your_host

The door opens amid the sound of tipsy laughter and raucous applause, and after having announced an intermission, the Master of Ceremonies enters.

Oh. Who put the evil karaoke machine here? And why is the sound of this low, thumping bass so catchy?

And why has his leather coat been replaced by a black satin cape with a wide and pointy silver collar? It covers him completely, from shoulders to toe -- and speaking of toes, his feet are clad in sparkly platform heels.

Oh, and there's a curly black wig on his head, too.

When the music erupts with electric guitars and horns, he's suddenly compelled to sing:

"How d'you do, I- see you've met my- faithful handyman.
He's just a little brought down because when you knocked
He thought you were the candyman."

He moves toward the bar with a bold, confident strut, dragging a chair behind him. As he continues to sing, he sets the chair near a stool. Using the chair and the stool as stairs, he climbs right up onto the bar.

"Don't get strung out by the way that I look,
Don't judge a book by its cover.
I'm not much of a man by the light of day,
But by night I'm one hell of a lover!"

He flings off the cape -- revealing a sequined lace-up corset, an oversized pearl necklace, elbow-length gloves, a garter belt and fishnet stockings. Hands on his gyrating hips, he croons out:

"I'm just a sweet transvestite...
From transsssexual Transylvania, a-ha!"

Patrons sitting at the bar, you might want to move your drinks, because he's strutting and sashaying your way.

[OOC: Fair warning to pups who tag in and are seated at the bar: you will be flirted with in very blatant and physical ways as the Emcee finishes the song. Open forever!]

gredya

For all your Halloween ambiance needs, there will be a pack of werewolves howling spookily in the forest today.

(As seen in this educational video right here.)

Feel free to try and find them and tell them to shut up, or cower under your blankets in mortal terror, or, you know, whatever seems fun. Or scary.

OOooooOOOooOOOOooooooOOoooooo.

((Like it says on the tin! If you want to play with them, awesome! If you just want a spooky Halloween soundtrack for your character's holiday, Gredya and family are here to provide.))

lt_blade

The problem with Milliway's calender was that it was hard to keep track of major holidays within the bar itself-to know what days to avoid. As such, when Sonya enters the bar with a rather stupid grin on her face, it suddenly vanishes, along with her civilian jeans and shirt-and replaced with this.

Well, it's not too hard to figure out 'why', especially with all of the decorations, but..

"Seriously Bar..? Is this really necessary?" A napkin appears on the able next to her, reading that it could be a lot worse. "Oh fine."

She came to Milliways to unwind, and that's what she'll do.

Anyone observing Sonya would notice two things: one, her expression clearly reads 'approach with caution' and two: anyone looking closely would notice a diamond ring on her left hand.

As well as the goofy smirk that once again keeps appearing on her face.