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goodboyladdie.livejournal.com

Over by the fire, restign his head on his paws and looking alert and friendly, is a dog.

Not a werewolf, not a talking dog, not a bright shiner, dark god or wizard pretending to be a dog,

But something even better than that: A WONDERDOG!.

mini-supes.livejournal.com

Kon is sitting at a booth, tapping his fingers against it as he stares at a wall. He is bored. Not only that, but he is -very- bored.

In fact, one might say he is EXTREMELY bored.

A distraction of some sorts? Would be very appreciated.

mini-supes.livejournal.com

Kon is in the bar, sitting at a booth and scowling at a book. It's rather thick and heavy, and he probably needs distraction from the school-forced homework. Distract him?

mini-supes.livejournal.com

Kon enters the bar, a troubled look in his eyes. He doesn't notice where he is at first, but when he does? He looks like he can't decide whether to be relieved or annoyed.

Real life at the moment isn't exactly a piece of cake. Or, if it is, it's a big piece of shit flavoured pie - a lovely mental image. Finding out that you grow up to be something completely evil and coming face to face with this isn't enjoyable -at all-.

He glances at the door for a moment, before frowning. "Oh, screw it." He'll stay here for a little while. He could use a damned break.

wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com

Oh snap.

Deadpool.

Bar.

He's eating peanut butter out of the jar.

By dipping a candy bar into it and spooning it into his mouth.

Tasty!

notabricklayer.livejournal.com

He looks tired. He looks older than he should. He looks like he just walked away from a massacre.
Doctor Leonard H. McCoy walks through the front door, decidedly preoocupied. He doesn't seem to realize he's not in his office as he moves slowly, a surgical cap dangling from one hand, the other wearily attempting to unfasten the ties of his bloody gown.

what-stench.livejournal.com

*Sir D and Ambrosius drag Joe through the back door.*

AID! SUCCOR! A noble man in need of assistance....

a-goblin-queen.livejournal.com

She wanders into the bar, in a flowing white dress that's more or less made out of a curtain. There is also a circlet of dried flowers in her hair that's crooked. A game of pretend and dress-up for her.

bloodyrockgod

[ooc: post the bar at the end of the quest]

It's a blur at first--flashes of movement like film played too fast, sounds sped up and slowed down. Then like an elevator coming to a stop, they're back.

Charlie, Joe, Broom, David, Svava, Scott, and even Sir Didymus still on his steed.

Back.

Just back, like they'd never left.

rockfriend.livejournal.com

The door opens with a crash, and a figure appears in the doorway. Completely fills it, actually.

The eight-foot-tall orange-furred creature standing there has to duck and squeeze through sideways to get into the bar.

He looks around, clearly confused.

"Sar-aaaah? Ludo here..."

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