milliways_bar | Entries tagged with harold (& crayon)

Presenting: A Weird, Truly Strange, Kinda Odd, Trip, a story in five OOM-ey parts.

First - Broken Doctor, Worried Wizard, Billy and Hank McCoy meet up in the bar, and things get decidedly odd.

Then - Demons of Our Own Device, elsewhere, they meet a being with an agenda of his own, and it takes a little love to beat this darkness.

After that - Even more Weirdness, things get really weird, as Hank and Billy find themselves in a strange place, and meeting up with beings who are strangely familiar, and yet very different. Some things are resolved, some questions answered and whole new questions are asked.

And finally - Freefall, they return to Milliways, and Billy and Cassie try to figure out what to do next.

And, Elsewhere... one story begins again... with new hope.

notjustananimal.livejournal.com

"Bacon and eggs and... whad'you want, little guy?"

""Hungry?""

""Yes! 'cakes!""

"A short stack, lovely."

The food appears, along with a sippy cup of apple juice.

Hunter squeals. "" 'uice!""

"Thank you, Bar." Wolf strokes her surface before cutting the pancakes into Hunter-sized non-choking pieces. The bebe tries to grab some with his hands and gets gently pulled back from the food. "Here you go, pup." He zooms a forkful into Hunter's open mouth.

"" 'cakes!""

Nomnomnom goes the baby. Wolf munches on a slice of bacon.

http://users.livejournal.com/_purple_crayon/

Sometime when Prue wasn't paying attention, Harold got away and went outside. There, he found FROGS. And frogs are FUN. He followed the frogs, hopping delightedly. When the frogs reach the water and hop in, well..three year olds have the memory of a goldfish and all of Snow's warnings kind of flew out the window.

Several minutes later there's the sound of a large dog barking frantically and lots of splashing coming from the side of the lake. But if someone looks? There isn't a dog or anyone in the lake. Just the sound and the splashing.

[OOC: Really. There is a purpose. I am not being cruel. Oh, and it's not plotlocked either.]

precocioustilda.livejournal.com

Convenient table. Friendly Tilda. Minimalist post.

boundxkitty

Outside the bar there is a forest. Forests generally contain lots of trees. Though usually there aren't any people in those trees.

Today however, there is one lone girl lounging on a branch. It's high enough up that were you to walk under her, you might get her feet lightly brushing the top of your head.

What's she doing in said tree? Well, relaxing and enjoying the air and shade. Though, feel free to notice and talk to her.

bedside-manners.livejournal.com

Look, it's someone who hasn't been seen around the bar for a while!

Janet is currently sitting in a booth with a coffee and some very technical looking papers. If you asked her to explain them, she wouldn't be able to, she's still boggling over the equations.

Someone might also want to stop her from trying to read the tiny writing.

http://users.livejournal.com/_purple_crayon/

There is a Harold in the bar.

A visible Harold in the bar. He's drawing sparkles in the air and Snowball is chasing them and attempting to bite them.

Admire. Stare. Talk.

He likes company.

oldestcharmed1.livejournal.com

It's Prue sitting in a booth. If you haven't seen her around it's likely because she has been in the rafters or in her room thinking. But she knows that Piper should be out of the cells or getting out soon and wants to be there when it happens. Feel free to bother her as she could use a distraction.

notjustananimal.livejournal.com

Good morning, Bar, how are you?
I hope you're feeling fine.
I'd love to stay and talk but it's almost 9 o'clock,
and I'm missing a pup of mine.

Wolf, looking for Harold.

Feel free to ask him what he's doing, since he's basically walking around sniffing.

mysterious-seed.livejournal.com

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Who thought it would be a good idea to give the pokémon hedge clippers? Apparently it's time for adventures in the topiary arts. At least Bulbasaur is practicing on a shrub outside the immediate confines of the garden-proper. It's actually starting to look something like a six-tailed fox. That might even be intentional.

lt-naraht.livejournal.com

Naraht is at the Bar...and appears to be filling a rather large order. The Horta is wearing a kind of harness draped over his carapace and on either side are two large sacks.

The one on his right has a good many boxes which appear to be somewhat padded. The one on his left is half-full of more easily identifiable objects...toys to be specific.

Several of these appear on Bar's counter and are quickly placed in the bag.

Looks like Santa Horta's got plans for an early Christmas.

oldestcharmed1.livejournal.com

After her conversation with Piper Prue is one of the happiest people in bar which may explain why she is floating up in the rafters. Yes floating. She is too emotional at the momentto keep her coporeal form.

Alls well that ends wells it seems.

fairest1.livejournal.com

Snow is seated by the observation window, curled up with a mug of hot chocolate and tray of fried paradoxes. She's in a contemplative mood, just sitting back and watching the universe die away.

clumsy_auror

There's a rather tired witch pacing near the fire with a very fussy baby against her shoulder. It was a long, demoralising day at work, and Anthony seems to be doing his level best to top whatever aggravation she'd faced at the Ministry.

So far, he's succeeding.

http://users.livejournal.com/_purple_crayon/

After Prue turned him invisible and brought him back to the bar, Harold's been hanging out in Prue's room. However when he woke up this morning he realized that he's hungry and in need of food. So, veeeeery quietly, he and Snowball head downstairs. He clambers onto a barstool, ready to order some fruit. Then he realizes that speaking will make someone notice him..or lack of him. Drawing offers the same problem.
So he places his hands on Bar and thinks really really hard, hoping that Bar is a smart bar.
...when nothing happens (or perhaps he wasn't patient enough) he frowns more. Giving in, he gets as close as he can to Bar's surface and whispers as quiet as he can, "Fwuit pwease."
A bowl of assorted fruit appears in front of him and he grins wide. He begins to eat.

[OOC: Feel free to stare at the floating fruit, stumble over Snowball, even try to sit in the stool where Harold is..]

hideousprogeny.livejournal.com

The woods are a pretty sweet setup, really- they're kinda away from the bar, not a whole lot of people go there, except the occasional Dude Sparring in the Clearing or Werewolves (who, at the time, don't usually count as people, at least in the Monster's eyes).

Thus, there is one hideous monstrosity kickin' back out in the wilderness, enjoying a lack of company.

Current Mood: content

oldestcharmed1.livejournal.com

Time has been standing still for Prue but at somepoint she saw someone in bar eating and realized that the living need to eat. So she orders a platter with fruits, veggies, meat, bread, and yes sweets to take outside to her little friend.

Wandering through the forest Prue Halliwell is on the look out for Harold or Snowball.

http://users.livejournal.com/_purple_crayon/

Harold's in the woods.
There's a bunch of bushes and trees and underbrush and it's a miracle Snowball's fur hasn't gotten completely tangled.

He's pretty much hidden from view, although since Snowball's white she's probably not.

[OOC: Completely Plot Locked.]

woolonyourface.livejournal.com

It had been such a long, long time.

After Virginia has been hurt by Gaston, Wolf had taken her through the door to New York City, and Sara had followed after, Wolf had taken Virginia to the hospital.

Then there had just been waiting.

In the meantime, through sheer luck, Sara had found a kind New Yorker who got her to the hospital.

On the brink of death, Virginia and Wolf's baby had to be urged towards the Light by a still-Q-powered Smeagol.

And lo! The baby and Virginia were fine. And the drooly (tailed) baby boy was named, appropriately Hunter. Sara found the right hospital shortly after.

Unfortunately, their troubles weren't over. The police were suspicious and Virginia had no idea how they were going to foot the bill. Thankfully, the spell from the Dragon Dung beans was still on the Murrays, and the rich family took care of the Lewises while Virginia recovered.

Until the cops came.

However, the family made it. A shimmering mirror appeared, set into the door of the bar, and Virginia and Sara came stumbling through, hand in hand. Virginia was a little pale, as if she was recovering from illness, although Sara was bright-eyed with excitement. Right after the two of them came Wolf, carrying a six-month old toddler in a baby-sling, a baby bag over his other shoulder.

Now, all they had to do was go to Snow and explain their absence to Harold. And hope that he'd forgive them.

"We're back!" Virginia exclaimed happily.

kingly-auror.livejournal.com

Well look what we have here.

An Auror in the bar, in the middle of the work week.

Must be his mun's birthday.

Kingsley has tea, and paperwork, and a vaguely disgruntled expression.

Distractions are welcome.

conflictedhero.livejournal.com

He hasnt been downstairs in awhile, but days go by and you have to stretch your legs, you have to get out. He has had a lot to think of, since talking to Rachel and Molly. And everything is jumbled in his head, even as things seem clearer than ever before.

And so he slinks almost shyly into the main room, eyes moving around him nervously as he settles on a stool at the side of the bar nearest the stairs.

He is jumpy and almost ready to bolt, but he is there. Soon he has a tall shake in front of him, as well as soup and a burger. Seems Bar has noticed his lack of eating.

With a shaky grin, he digs in.

ncdcas-cable.livejournal.com

The Door opens and Nathan walks in, grinning as he sees the place.

"About time..."

He settles down at a booth and orders a beer and a plate os spaghetti before glancing around, letting his mind trip around thre room for familiar voices.

Cable is back and glad to be in Milliways

river_meimei

River is perched on a barstool, happily sipping... something. It's very pink. And fizzy, and equipped with a curly straw and a small plastic monkey.

Even the monkey is pink.

(River's wearing brown -- her long coat -- and shades of yellow. The contrast of colors is something Kaylee and Wash would both approve of.)

oldestcharmed1.livejournal.com

Prue has decided to take a break from her research and is walking outside. Finally she is starting to rememebr how exhausting it was being the oldest. The pressure and responsibility. The same pressure that Piper has been having to deal with for the last five years.

Resting against a rock she watches the wind blow across the lake.

simple-tool.livejournal.com

[After a peaceful day]

The door opens upon a girl with a basket in her arms, and those who are looking may note the slight widening of her eyes, the briefest flash of panic. It is quickly hidden though as she erases even the faintest hint of a smile from her lips, and steps into Bar.

The basket holds a puppy, perhaps no more than a week oldor a little more. Bar herself is a good place to head to when there are no instructions, so Tool recieves a coloring book and crayons...

And since the puppy is asleep, she has no reason to do aught else.

The picture she starts is perfect. Excellent shading, an artistic masterpiece...

And she doesn't finish it. Her fingers freeze, the crayon cracks, unforgiveable that. She does not want perfection, not in something so simple as this...