milliways_bar | Entries tagged with scootaloo

In the grand tradition of Rabastan's Halloween costumes, this one's a simple matter: once again he's something cat-formed and this time, quite blue.

Rarity no sooner steps into Milliways, than everything goes dark.

Two seconds later, she's trying to see if anyone had placed some poison joke near the door.

When Scootaloo last wore what the bar has given her for Halloween, things didn't quite go as she'd hoped.

But the little filly is willing to turn a minus into a plus, and is already rawkin' out.

Good lord, Matrix. What in the net are you wearing?

He doesn't seem overjoyed at his attire.

iambetadraconis

[AU!OOM: Ultimatumn.]

The grey-brown unicorn is back tonight, carrying a pair of overstuffed saddle bags with him. His initial expression is one of fear and worry, but when he takes note of where he is, there's 20% less fear and worry in his face.

He heads to the bar to get an oatshake, then looks around for a table that's close to other people.

Somepony needs to talk about what's bothering him...

The table Beta Draconis selects is not particularly close to the one a pair of dragons is sitting at, which is not too far from the fireplace.

The little dragon is eying the food in front of her skeptically, while the larger one sips tea from a teacup [more like a small tea bowl, given that she's 5 metres long]. Sipping. And doing that thing you do with your pinky as you drink your tea.

"I don't see why I have to eat this," the small dragon complains. "Wildclaws eat meat. Not green stuff."

"It's only mostly green, Scootaloo. Besides. You know what you're like when you've had a few too many hummingbirds. So tonight we're going to try something less ... energising."

"Apples, leaves and crickets, Rarity?"

"Of course. It's perfectly fine, dear."

Scootaloo picks at it some.

"Think I saw one twitch," she mutters.

Two men sit watching the patrons passively go by at yet another table, their arms crossed and their hands in their sleeves, and expressions one of serenity. Between them a pair of stoats climb up and down and jump back and forth from one man to the other. To those that can tell, the stoats aren't mere animals but daemons.

Behind them there is a sign which reads:

"Lost? Troubled? Need guidance? Let the Brothers of Light provide you with illumination and clarity."

[OOC #1: AU for Rabastan is here. Information about Rarity (

gemilicious), Scootaloo (

cute_scoot_boogie), and Xamot and Tomax (

seelightbelight) can be found in their profiles.

OOC #2: Xamot and Tomax have psychic abilities and can pick up on a person's current state or general history (they can't pick up on thoughts, though). If there's something you want them to pick up on, please ping me or include it in the narrative. Thanks!]

iambetadraconis

When Rabastan enters the bar, and takes note of its current state, he realises that it's been a while since his last visit.

Taking note of all the changes - as well as the sudden assortment of robots, animals and people clearly not who they usually are - he makes his way over to Bar to get his vidwindow.

He's a bit of a veteran at this, and doesn't need much help with anything.

What he needs to do is decide on what he's going to be this year.

After Rabastan has made his decision, who should arrive but Rarity and Scootaloo? Who also are reminded that they've been gone a while.

Scootaloo wastes no time at all in making her selection, and has made her way over to a large pile of blocks and begins assembling ... something best described as "abstract art".

She doesn't care what it is. The fact that she's got thumbs for the next three days is much more important.

Rarity on the other hand, is trying to ask Bar to find her a suitable set of fashionable attire before agreeing to anything.

Neither Strength nor Wheel are too worried about when they last visited the bar. Time's not as important to immortal beings, but it doesn't mean they don't appreciate a visit now and then.

Just like Rabastan, Strength and Wheel are old hands at Cubefall, and politely decline reconfigurations, while Strength's lions take up the offer given.

Once Shujaa and Utani have resumed their human forms for the year, the quartet moves about the bar, making note of all the new faces that have appeared since they'd been here last.

bwbw_aabb

Zecora has located a table
with the best lighting she was able,
and now is sorting through a pile of ferns,
each frond of which she gently turns
to inspect the bright green leaf's
vermillion-spotted underneath.

iambetadraconis

Two kids [one human, one equine] are sitting at a table, with a cat seated in front of them.

The girl found the papers and crayons, and the boy brought his cat.

They're both trying to draw her, but kitty is busy washing herself or pouncing her tail.

Stay still!

~~~~~~~~~~~

Over by the fireplace, a man, a woman and two lions are enjoying the music from the radio they brought with him. The woman is softly singing along. You might know this one.

~~~~~~~~~~~

[Four pups. One mun.

Sing along. Colour along. Do something along. :D]

gemilicious

After getting their vidwindows...

~~~~~

Sitting at the bar, sipping a milkshake and idly doodling in her sketchbook, is Rarity. The vidwindow had offered her an alternate animal form, but she was having none of that.

So here she is.

Hands are useful if strange.

~~~~~

Scootaloo, who loved being human so much last year, has decided to do it again.

She's currently watching some cartoons on TV. I think it involves multi-coloured bears.

~~~~~

Wheel and Strength do not opt for reconfigurations, but Shujaa and Utani do.

They're busy at a table, playing a game of cards.

bprd_agent_red

It has been a lot of work all day, schlepping stuff back and forth, enlisting the help of wait rats, fighting with the wait rats, coordinating with Bar, fighting with Bar, and basically making most of it up as he went along.

He's never actually thrown a party before, okay?!

But, finally and at last, Hellboy has done it.

Outside by the lake shore there is a Party. A Party with balloons, streamers, banners, a giant inflatable gorilla, food, LOUD music, a petting zoo, several cars display, and the occasional firework.

It starts as a celebration for Enzo's graduation from the Guardian Academy, but after Red hears the good news, it turns into an engagement party as well (after Red goes through and changes all the signs from 'Congrats, Enzo!' to 'Congrats, Enzo and Dani').

Everyone is invited, so come on, celebrate and have some fun!

[ooc: this is a party post, feel free to have your pup drop in whether they know the three in question or not! Thread, tag hop, whatever feels good! This post will be open to new tags through Sunday, and for slows until forever.]

a1enzo

Enzo is still staring at a README file as he enters. It's his last hour at the Academy; preparation for finals has begun. Everyone in his class is starting to feel the pressure, and he, for one, could do with a change of scenery.

...

Said scenery contains rather more kids today than usual.

"Okay, what happened this time?"

iambetadraconis

Finally, after about a year at this, his knitting is finally showing some progress.

He can do several rows now and not drop a stitch, and the end product is more straight than crooked.

This makes him feel good. Because Octobers don't make him feel good.

Last year was just an extra reason why.

Alas, he can't stay pleased for long, because some people just have to have magical duels inside a bar.

Where there are other patrons.

Siiiiighh

Eight-year-old hands are just not that good for adult knitting needles.

Meanwhile, Scootaloo doesn't get time enough to close the door behind her when she finds herself caught in a magical ground zero.

..........

..............

??????????????

"What just happened?"

Pause. Hey. Her voice sounds funny now. And everything around her is suddenly smaller.

"What just happened?!"

And finally, to complete the silliness, and because we just can't resist, we have a miniaturised Matrix, who is clearly Not In A Good Mood.

[Age plot.]
[Edited to add.]

a1enzo

"Aw, thanks, Bar!" says Enzo, as a digital cupcake appears, with one lit candle and four unlit.

16-year-old-as-it-were sprite in the bar and botherable!

havetubawilltravel

[Just after this]

And out of the blue - busting out of the forest and through the back door - comes a familiar pony.

...A pink pony completely missing her mouth.

Once she reaches the bar, she bursts into instantaneous, though quite silent, tears.

Dare you try and cheer her up?

herr_bookman

The sun silently beats down on the grounds, waves of heat radiating off of everything. But then, a soft rumble begins. It grows louder and louder, starting in the mountains and crashing down down down until a great roaring avalanche of snow arrives...

( Ice, ice, baby. )

Once the rink is complete, the boy heads off to help an industrious ten-year-old set up the food and drinks table. There are some things too heavy for Rae to lift.

[Credit to the respective muns for their pups' part in the EP! Standard party post rules apply, all tags welcome.]

gavin62truck

An on-duty firefighter sneaks into the bar, and deposits himself onto a stool at the most isolated end of the counter. After glancing around to make sure that a certain someone isn't present, he turns to speak in quick, hushed tones at the wooden surface.

"Okay, here's the thing. There's a necklace in the New York Public Library gift shop that I need to get, it's, like, silver and has a quote from Shakespeare on it--"

A photo of the pendant appears.

"Yeah, that's the one. ...How did you--? Never mind. But it's kinda pricey and I don't get my paycheck for another two weeks, so I was wondering if you could maybe, y'know, give it to me for a little cheaper, and I'll pay you back in bartending shifts--"

The photo disappears, replaced by a napkin with a figure on it.

Tommy regards it, tics his head.

"Well, y'know, I was kinda hoping I could get a firefighter's discount, since, y'know, saving lives an' all, I'd think it was a universal thing--"

Another napkin with another figure.

Still reluctant to give in on the price, he supposes he's still getting a bargain.

"Alright, deal."

A flat, dove gray jewelry box appears, the lid embossed with the NYPL logo of a stylized lion head. Before anybody can notice (at least, Tommy hopes), he quickly slips it into one of his pockets.

"Thanks."

A beat.

"Can I get a ham sandwich while I'm here?"

And Bar is ever generous. But she'll be getting a few shifts out of Tommy in the future, so it's all good.

tiny tag: Scootaloo

iambetadraconis

Up first, for her Cubefall debut, is one orange-and-magenta pegasus filly.

She'd just managed to figure out how to sit on stools meant for bipeds, when the vid window appears.

"Welcome to Cubefall", it announces. "Would you like to try on a configuration? Tap 'Yes' or 'No'".

Scootaloo looks about. It's full of manipulables, and while there are plenty for those without opposable thumbs, having digits instead of hooves sounds even better.

A tap of the screen [she made sure her hoof was aligned correctly before she made her choice—she didn't want to be stuck with a mistake for three whole days], and without any fanfare, a young girl of about ten, albeit with hair the same colour as it was when she was equine, with matching overalls and orange tartan shirt.

Let's go see what the big deal is about hands!

For our next act, we have Strength and Wheel. They tap "No" when asked about configurations. Why would they want to test one out? Wheel does it all the time, and even Strength can be something else if she really wants to be.

It's Shujaa and Utani, however, who decide simultaneously that they both want to go human for the holidays [apparently going naked ape is a popular choice if you happen to be an animal].

And just like Scootaloo, there's elements of their animal forms when lion and lioness gain their new forms.

If you ask them, they think they look pretty good for two-leggers.

Last but not least is a Cubefall veteran, chewing out the vid window when it shows his selections.

Without fail the selections include a wolf among them. Albeit an organic-looking wolf with armour here and there.

At least it doesn't look like a robot, or a werewolf for that matter.

With a resigned sigh, he taps "Yes" and before you can say "Transfiguration", there's a replica of that same creature exploring the couches near the fireplace.

Feels a bit heavy and creaky, this shape...

[Tiny tag: Scootaloo.]