milliways_bar | Entries tagged with janet van dyne

[OOM: Spoilers for Hawkeye #09

All is fair in love and war but I don't want your love no more
One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead.]

Jess stalks in, wearing civies, and heads straight for the bar to order a dozen shots of tequila. Isn't that what normal people do when they hurt this much? Drink themselves silly? Before she can take the first drink though, she sends them back. Last thing she wants is her best friend seeing her even trying something that stupid. Plus, the alcohol wouldn't even effect her; thank you, spider powers.

She still feels like stabbing something and so she orders a brace of darts. Setting to work, she aims and fires, throwing just hard enough to embed the darts but not enough to damage the board. It's taking more awareness than she'd like to admit.

She's not bothering to worry about bystanders, so if you happen to walk by the board or between her and the board, you are going to be buzzed by a dart. At least she's good enough that she doesn't hit anything but the board, right?

After the second set is thrown, she can't help but exclaim, "Damn you, Clint Barton!"

Current Music: Blondie - No Imagination

fairy_fixit

Today requires a bit of trick flying. That is why Fairy Fixit left her hardhat up in newly acquired room and is letting her antennae out in the open. It is a bit easier to make slight adjustments to her flight path with both her antennae free than to rely on the information the single dangling headlight on her hardhat can give her.

If you see an about 2 foot long insect shuttling buckets back and forth between the the greenhouse and one of the balconies belonging to one of the rented rooms in Milliways upper floors, that insect isn't an insect. It's a tiny blonde woman buzzing about. Not exactly a shrunken human but close enough for most. And if she seems to be popping into and out of existence during her flight, that isn't teleportation going on. That's just a fairy trying her best to follow a geodesic path through Milliways-space. It isn't the same as a straight line through 3D-space, Milli-geometry being the way it is.

You might also catch her inside the bar, taking regular breaks and gulping down protein fortified papaya milkshakes to keep up her strength and energy.

thekidfrombrooklyn

Steve's mind is not in winter-bound Scotland, nor in his hometown, when the familiar napkin pops up.

Perhaps that's reflected in his drink selection from the Big Book.

TONIGHT'S SPECIALS
Sail Away
Sandy Beach
Blue Ocean

Steve gets out his sketchbook to pass the time between customers.

hey35andholding

The answer to the eternal question "where has Clementine been?" is answerable with one single syllable word: "around." She and Sam have been closer than ever ~~in ooms yet to be completed~~, and now that he's in the rehabilitative phase of his recovery she feels comfortable enough to journey beyond his sickroom.

Expecting a glass of vodka, she's surprised to receive the Napkin of Fate instead.

"That's today?" Another napkin. "Honey, I'm four years behind you." One more. "Ugh. You're telling me Reno still doesn't have a professional team?" Another note appears, and she reads it with a laugh. "Then get me a jersey!"

Bar provides her one, and in a neutral theme to boot. After making a pit-stop in the ladies room to change, she writes the following on the special board.

* * * * * SUPER TENDING * * * * *

Football - $.75
The Raven - $.98
Jolly Green Giant - $.98
Baltimore - $.98
San Francisco - $.98

Nevada, Baltimore, San Francisco craft and regional beers 50% off

San Francisco (Virgin), Soda, cider, 2/$.50

Chicken Wings - Choose your own Flavor; $2.50/basket
Potato Skins

*** POPCORN***
Cheese, Butter, Caramel, Chocolate-drizzled Caramel (white, milk or dark)

DON'T USE YOUR POPCORN AS ARTILLERY

NOTICE: YOUR BARTENDER IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY FISTFIGHTS THAT MAY BREAK OUT DURING THE GAME.

She fiddles with the TV set near by the bar, then spends a few moments festooning the surrounding area with bright, multicolored streamers. Pausing for a moment, she turns toward the bar and says, "you know that none of us are from the same time, right? This could get weird."

There's one more napkin, dashed off in a sleepy hand, before Bar takes her nap.

"Of course, that's what you were hoping for."

And with that, it's time to play ball!

[OOC: I'm slowly starting to get all of my tags in order, and by the end of the night everyone I owe should be tagged back! Tending will be happening live as the game progresses, closing to any new tags at 5 AM Monday. Meet, mingle, have your characters discuss the game (Which game? Why that depends on what you'd like the TV to show you!) or interact with your lovely bartender.]

hecu_marine

Shephard has not forgiven himself for leaving the Overworld before the target was destroyed, and probably never will. There are rules about things like that, and he broke them, even if he doesn't entirely remember it. There are rules.

He's been making ten Boom's and Maripyaipok's lives miserable since he got back, since Floyd's not around to put through as much drill as physically possible and working your ass off alongside other guys is usually a good way to forget about doing something reprehensible for a time. It's helped, some. Not much, but some.

He'd still be back at the Greenbrier if it weren't for two things: one, someone walked past him humming a song from some decades back that promptly got stuck in his head (God help him, it's "Horse Doctor Come Quick" by Corb Lund and the Hurtin' Albertans), and two, trying to get the damn song out of his head left him distracted enough that the men's room door opened onto Milliways instead of the men's room.

So, yeah, once he's used the can there's a grouchy Marine with Canadian country music stuck in his head at one of the tables. Probably got a beer in his left hand and the stylus for his troll-alchemized notepad in his right, knowing him.

biggerstingers

Janet van Dyne strides into the bar, full of confidence and ready to take the fight to the bad guys.

"What."

It wasn't October when she went to drop a quick 'in event of being stuck in another dimension' note back at the mansion.

And nothing of her face was metal a few minutes ago either. Bar's explanations are less than helpful too.

Specials
Pumpkin drinks, I guess

Catch a girl up. I've missed a few months as far as I can tell.

Open 'til it scrolls folks!

igetthatalot

"Maker's breath," swears Varric as he steps into the Bar, "who had a war here? Even the Hanged Man doesn't end up in this much of a mess after a brawl..."

Well, it doesn't matter, he's here for a drink anyway. Except that the Bar doesn't seem to be serving, which generally means it's time for someone else to serve. Fine with him. He can do that. It usually knocks some silver off his tab.

Specials

Antivan Wine
Non-dwarven Beer
Anderfels Whiskey

Hey, he knows where to find them. That's a good reason to make them half price.

hecu_marine

There are two things Milliways does not usually do to Shephard. One, it does not usually surprise him unless he is going into a particular stall in the men's room. And two, it does not usually make the door disappear when he walks in.

Today is just full of surprises.

Sergeant-Major Adrian Shephard of the so-called Greenbrier First and Only is in a multicultural mood at the moment, which is to say that he's turning the air blue with the most vulgar samples he can manage of Dutch, Polish, Mexican Spanish, Malay, and a language that only a really dedicated anthropologist is likely to recognize as the Sateré-mawé tongue. Not that the amazingly pregnant houndeye at his heels cares, but the humans around him might.

He'll calm down. Eventually. But he's got a big vocabulary and he's likely to go through a lot of it before he accepts that the door's not there right now.

biggerstingers

Janet comes through the door and stops. Halts completely.

And looks around at stray bits of tinsel, people in tacky sweaters or equivalents, and the remains of the Troll celebration. Mostly antlers.

"I missed Christmas!?"

justdyedit.livejournal.com

It's been forever since she's been here but ~~Jessica~~ Spider-Woman is happy for the break...that is until she discovers it's not really a break as Bar wants her to run the happy hour. It's been a while since she's slung drinks but she thinks she can still manage so she accepts easily enough.

But then there is what to have for specials...

Teach me a San Francisco themed cocktail and your drink is free.
Half off all Napa Valley Wines.

Eh, good enough, she thinks before calling out, "Happy Hour's open. Come and get it!"

[OOC-And I cry Uncle and slip into bed. Since there's just the one thread, I'll consider this open until the next Happy Hour.]

time_dancer

[OOM: And there came a day, a day unlike any other, when some of Milliway's mightiest heroes and heroines found themselves united to help save a hero of another world and to bring him to Milliways...]

Outside it is a quiet snowy day; the air is crisp and sounds are muffled. Then there is a tiny pinprick of light that quickly expands to a glowing doorway. Figures step through; a cowboy and an outlaw, a multi-dimensional explorer and the survivor of a post-nuclear world, a diminutive heroine and a vampire slayer from the future, a humanized data guardian and an emerald giantess who carries a fallen hero, and an ex-super hero who still fights the good fight. The doorway blinks out of existence and the silence is shattered by Val's panicked voice, "He's okay right? Everyone's here?"

[[OOC-And the party returns from the battle to save Johnny Storm. The above thread is still in the final stages but I wanted to get this posted. MANY thanks to everyone, this turned out some much more awesome and epic than I had even foreseen.]]

time_dancer

Hours ago Val had come down for breakfast only to find a note from her uncle instead. After reading the note, she ran back up to her room nearly in tears. Since then she's watched the DVD over and over and read the note many times. She can't blame her Uncle Ben and she does kind of understand but she still can't help the sting that she's not worth the face to face time. The rational side of herself points out that the kids will need more help and that she is an adult now (or close enough) and she has friends here. "But they have a family there," her emotional self replies and the two haves start in on each other so Val decides she better get some fresh air before she loses it.

So now she downstairs by the fireplace with a mug of hot chocolate with cinnamon like her Uncle Johnny used to make her when she had nightmares. And at the memory of him the tears start all over again. We're sorry if she interrupts your breakfast or lunch or whatever, she's just not at her best right now.

sunbaked_baker

If you smell pie as you enter the bar this evening, it's not your imagination. One of the central tables is laden with pies. Pumpkin pies, pumpkin cheesecakes, sweet potato pies, apple pies, apple-caramel pies, cherry pies... so many different kinds!

And there's a familiar baker sitting nearby, and a little sign:

Pies for sale, just in time for Thanksgiving!
Buy or order yours today!
Pumpkin
Pumpkin cheesecake
Apple
Apple-Caramel
Cherry
Cherry-Apple
Cranberry Tart
Pecan
Chess Pie
Other kinds by request

$15 per whole pie
$2.50 per slice

biggerstingers

There is a bit more of a change when Janet passes through the door than she has become accustomed too.

"This better not be permanent," she gripes to Bar, "And I better still be able to get something to drink."

If the large drink that leans heavily on ice is an indication that much, at least, is covered.

[OOC: Open forever as long as you are cool with slowtimes.]

hecu_marine

Shephard has been to Milliways for Halloween before- twice, as it happens. Like other visitors from his world, however, he rarely finds the day corresponding to October on his world's calendar. Back home, it's April.

So he really wasn't expecting what happened to his clothes when he walked in today. He looks down a moment, reaches up to feel at the stuff on his face, and sighs.

"Least I got pants this time," he mutters, and stomps off towards the Bar.

biggerstingers

There aren't a lot of sunny days left at Milliways before the Scottish winter moves in and settles in place hard. Still, there are a few left and Janet van Dyne is taking advantage of one to recover from her latest round of 'Quinjets for non-pilots' with a walk around the lake.

Maybe later she will go for a fly or put in some target practice at the range, but for now a calm walk is just what the doctor ordered.

[OOC: This is intended for the Sensational She-Hulk, but all are welcome. Open forever!]

a1enzo

Enzo's disinclined to really celebrate his 14^th unbirthday in the midst of a loukanicanthropic* crisis. It's just not a party atmosphere.

Still, he has hit six feet even, and Bar has given him a digital cupcake with a candle in it.

Come say hi and, if you're new to sprites, wonder how he grew an inch since yesterday.

*were-sausage

basic_powers

HAPPY HOUR
Your Bartender Is: Beauford Tannen

Specials
Pomegranate Martini
Cosmopolitan Martini
Lemon Lavender Cheesecake Martini
Herb du Creme Martini
Aztec Chocolate Martini
Blueberry Vodka Martini
Stranger Days Martini
Caramel Coffee Martini

8 drinks in 8 minutes Challenge: Get some friends, and challenge the bartender's speed and skill to make 8 drinks in 8 minutes. If he can't, your drinks are on his tab.

All root beer half off for minors.

With one last flourish for the 8 drink challenge, Beauford stands back behind the counter, grinning like a fox for tonight's happy hour.

biggerstingers

Happy Hours Special
Icebreaker
Dark Rum, Cognac, Gin, Lemon Juice, Orange Juice, Creme de Noyaux
Ice Pick
Vodka, Iced Tea, Lemon Juice
Snowball
Advocaat, Lemonade, Lime Cordial

Your choice half off if you can teach me to fly this--->

The arrow points to a binder propped up with a line drawing of a quinjet on the cover.

"Happy Hour is open folks. Come and get it."

[OOC: Open while it's on the front. Slowtime is fun times.]

aaaaaaaagh_sky

[OOM: "The Scribes call it Mjolnir."]

Ellen staggers through the door in her full suit of power armor, a massive blue-grey weapon of unfamiliar make up on one shoulder. "Bar?" she says when she realizes where she is. "Um. Do you have, um. Anything I can use to refill an electron charge pack? I kinda- I kinda have to go out back. And practice. A lot. Like, now."

There's a pause.

"Oh. Um. Also some targets. Moving ones? Can I get those? Please?"

Whoever goes outside in the next hour or two will probably notice what gives every appearance of being the world's most localized and most oddly neatly constrained lightning storm down by the lake. Ground-to-cloud lightning doesn't usually keep lashing out in a straight line from a single point, does it?

[OOC: open until it scrolls off the page!]

raptorcanaria

It's been over a week in the bar since Black Canary and Green Lantern came into the bar looking for volunteers for a battle, but for them, it's only been a matter of hours, which is porbably why Dinah is stumbling slightly in her heels and fishnets - exhustion.

"I'm getting a drink," she's saying to Hal as they come through. "Oh, hell with it, I'm getting the entire bar a drink. MILLIWAYS. Drink on me!"

And then she's making a bee line for the nearest table.

[OOC: Two pups, two muns, tag either! Open forever.]

biggerstingers

Janet is surprised when the note comes up, but she rallies quickly.

"I’m going to need to know where you’re keeping the martini glasses."

Happy Hour Specials

Black Widow
Blackberries, Vodka, Ginger, sugar

Little Princess
Light Rum, Sweet Vermouth, Ice

Ice Cream
Ice cream, fruit, chocolate

First drink free if you can tell me where a large green man would hide on Earth.

"If it’s on the board and it doesn’t come in a martini glass I’ve missed something."

alwaysroomforhope

[I'll just be a minute, Leslie], Steph calls, in very bad Swahili, backing through the door carrying a huge bundle of cloth.

The cooler air inside the bar makes her pause, turn, and grin. She dumps the blankets right outside the door, pushes it shut, and heads right on over to the Bar.

Where a napkin greets her.

"Good evening to you, too," Steph tells the gleaming wood fondly.

Happy Hour Specials

Summer Dreams
Midori melon liqueur, Orange juice, Lemon juice, Ice

Pineapple Bomber
Amaretto, Southern Comfort, Pineapple juice

Mango Orange Smoothie
Mango, Orange, non alcoholic

"All right, Milliways."

Short blonde smiling teenager, leaning on the counter.

"What'll it be?"

biggerstingers

The front door opens and a young woman of variable size backs in, voice raised.

“Hank! Have you even seen the size of this place? I didn’t know you could go down... that... I’m pretty sure there isn’t supposed to be anyone else here right now.”

Milliways, Janet Van Dyne. Wasp, Milliways. Try not to shoot each other. Much.

(Mostly) Tinytag: Wasp
OOC: This is me throwing this up and heading directly to bed, but it's open until it scrolls and who doesn't love slowtime?