milliways_bar | Entries tagged with wheel

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.

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...

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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.

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.]

eight_or_eleven

Milliways has a meditative quality to its silence at this hour of the day.

Most of the patronage has gone to sleep. And the ones who are up at this time take full advantage of the early hour to get things done with minimal interruption.

Strength and Wheel [who this morning looks to be a middle-aged man] don't worry too much about interruption. Much of their purpose revolves around interruption. It's what they do. It's who they are.

And as the night owls go about their business, the two tarot go about theirs.

Laying down cards on a table. Tarot cards.

To divine meaning? Gain insight? Maybe.

Or maybe tonight/this morning they just feel like looking at pretty pictures.

Interrupt if you want to know what it's for.

iambetadraconis

Continuing the mope that started the other day, Rabastan is occupying a table, with a bag of crisps for a snack. And company.

Across from him is Wheel, who is folding paper animals out of yellow paper, and then offering them to the wizard to use his magic on.

Wand in left hand and right hand in the bag, it's having some effect on his mood, what with sight of the paper menagerie gamboling about the tabletop. However, this requires a third party to make or break the scene.

Join?

[You'll probably get both unless you really only want one. FYI.]

vance_prime

The holiday season is upon us, and everyone is preparing.

Alyx Vance is drawing Christmas cards for her close friends, while D0G takes the twins for a brief walk around the lake in their baby carrier.

Twilight Sparkle is making a list and checking it twice. And then twice again for good measure. It just won't do to send Hearth's Warming cards to a faulty or outdated address, after all!

Princess Luna is reading a book about the modern pony holiday of Lunastice, in order to be better prepared this year.

And the cat is curled up in front of the fireplace fast asleep.

...okay, maybe not everyone is preparing.

[Open until it scrolls. Please specify who you're tagging.]

fireandashesagain

There's a very cranky phoenix sitting on the bar.

Why is he so cranky?

Did you know phoenixes molt?

They do.

Even in human form a few feathers fall drift away from him with every movement.

Anyone want a phoenix feather?

bbbfforever

There was one colt that I cared for,
he always would be there for me.

There's a muffled voice behind the closed door and the sound of hooves slowly walking in the hallway. Then, as the door opens, a majestic white pony in armor comes through the door.

"I'll talk to you when I'm off duty."

Then, he notices something strange as the door slams shut behind him. His jaw drops and eyes go wide.

"Where... Where am I?"

dont_turn_around

There's a new building on the shores of the lake.

(Well, I say new...)

It appeared as if built overnight, but instead of being snug and pretty like so many new buildings, it looks as if it's been there for a hundred years, and empty for a hundred more. Walls have fallen in, and ivy crawls up those that remain. The windows are as empty as a skull's eyes. The pathway to what was once the front gate is overgrown.

It was clearly once a majestic place, its grey structure an imposing sight, but now ...

It is not empty.

[ooc: Open for exploring. Please email me at minorblue(at)gmail(dot)com or PM me if you have any questions.)

againsttherules

Jack's been training with Horus earlier today.

He stayed away from the forests, after what happened last time.

Today, he's finally decided to bring her into the bar again. She's currently secured to the bar top without her hood, although she was wearing it when he brought her in, and it's easily to hand if something does spook her.

Otherwise, Jack is sat eating dinner, with a large mug of hot chocolate, there is an unnatural chill in the air, after all.

eight_or_eleven

[Not-quite-OOM: Strength, Wheel and the lions go exploring to find out what's been going on recently. They don't appear to have found much.

Milli-timed to the weekend.]

lady_moon

[OOM: The tarot cards hold a family meeting, and everyone shows up for it.]

ten_of_swords

There are seven tarot cards seated around a table.

They regard each other.

Ruin is sipping his beer, eyes darting to Moon occasionally.

Wheel and Strength are sitting beside one another, Strength's two lions staring at Moon's two wolves.

Tower is smoking a cigar, holding a glass of scotch in his hand, and smiling to himself in not an entirely pleasant way.

Star is sitting, or as near as she gets to it, on the back corner of their table setting up a long line of multicolor dominoes which are crisscrossing the table.

Moon is huddled in her chair, her skirt now three-quarters red, her bright eyes staring at the dominoes Star was placing on the table.

Mary Anne has a glass of tequila and her copy of the Art of War (closed, in her lap); her feet are propped up on a chair stolen from a neighboring table.

A family meeting, the first in Milliways, and the uneasy silence has to be broken sometime.

[OOC: Seven pups, five muns, though Strength and Wheel's mun isn't available just yet. Post is open, chatroom is available -- tarotepchat -- and we encourage tagging. :D If you want someone specific, specify in your tag, otherwise, it'll be a free-for-all.]

[OOC: Aaaaand we head into slowtime. Thanks muchly!]

lady_moon

[OOC: Part of the Duet for Claws and Swords plot.]

She's seated sideways in a chair.

Moon has a scarf in her hands, but she's unraveling the yarn.

Line by line, the long piece of clothing adds to the growing pile of shimmery, milky yarn on the floor beside her.

"I'll never have the answer," she mutters. "Burning question / Asking nothing of me / But meaning everything / And affecting all I see."

And the yarn continues to unravel.

prob-japanese.livejournal.com

The problem with Bumblebee's approach to learning about humans is that it occasionally comes into direct conflict with staying hidden from most of them. Learning about- for example- competitive cooking is easy in the first stages; you watch every episode of "Iron Chef" ever made, and then you watch the spinoffs. (Bobby Flay's a jerk, in Bumblebee's opinion.) Then you pull down the history of the subject from the Internet and go through as much of that as possible. Then you get the idea that the best way to understand it is to try and do it yourself...

While we can all be thankful that the world was spared Bumblebee taking that approach to his last interest in wildly popular human activity, the fact remains that it is very difficult for a sixteen-foot-tall robot to learn to cook the sorts of things he sees on Iron Chef and other competitive cooking shows without somebody asking why entire truckloads of asparagus, or Berkshire pork, or (God help us all) natto are being delivered to an obscure military base. The equipment would have to be kitbashed, too, although that's not so much of a problem.

On the other hand...

There's a very thoughtful gleam in Bumblebee's optics as he approaches the Bar today. This does not dissuade Bar from issuing him knife catalogs- several of them- when he asks.

iambetadraconis

[OOM: Rabastan broods in his room, then runs into Wheel. The post probably doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but then, life for Rabastan has taken a rather surreal turn as of late. Timed to after the conversation with Neville.]

Whoever told him last night to begin his work in earnest is being listened to. Everything he asked to learn and everything he ought to learn he spent practising earlier today.

Sword work and archery and an attempt at the Patronus Charm, which was doomed to failure right from the start, since he couldn't think of anything happy enough to manage a Patronus with.

Now he's just picking at a modest meal of uninteresting fare, wishing he could undo twenty years' worth of stupidity and bad mistakes.

Current Mood: sad

little-miss-sue.livejournal.com

If you've seen her, you know her.

If you haven't seen her... you probably know her as well.

Mary Sue, as she is known by some, has entered the bar again, this time from the upstairs...

[ooc: please make sure to tag all Mary-Sue related threads with 'Mary Sue Must Die', thanks!]

red-cg-insanity.livejournal.com

Hexadecimal found herself in Milliways. She had no idea how she had gotten there; she was just there. In a split second that she had of a seeming sanity she thought, "It worked and I survived."

She was excited, her mask turning to a smile with a wave of her clawed hand. She wanted to get back to Mainframe to see Bob, her love, her passion, her obsession. To tell him it worked and she had survived. She tried to poof out... and ended up back in the bar. She tried again, and found herself in the woods out back. Then in the bar again. Then by the lake..

Hex was concerned. Hex was angry. Hex was sad. Her face expressed these separate emotions with a pass of her hand. Anyone looking on would have been terrified. The concerned face was of true concern, but that of anger was full of jagged fangs, Her sad face was poutey and cute one tear drop by the corner of her eye.

Hex sat down. Hex stood up. Hex paced. Hex shook her head. Hex sat down again. All the while her face changing like the swinging of the pendulum that seemed not to be swinging at all but madly thrown about.

will_scarlett

Molly's back and they're making plans for a date in Chicago, he's still worried about her parents but that'll get figured out.

For now, Will woke up early and happy and has a lovely breakfast of various chocolate pastries and tea as he watches the quiet of the Bar and thinks about taking an early morning swim.

will_scarlett

Will spent the day outside since it stopped raining for a bit and now is back inside with a book, dinner and some ale.

With the sign up the shifting has quieted down which is probably for the best, so he's just watching the Front Door as he thinks about Doc and the risks of being an outlaw.

wheels-spun.livejournal.com

Wheel has no mints. Wheel needs no mints. Not to change form anyways. That sort of thing is left up to the whims of those forces behind her.

Him.

It.

Something.

Besides. How would you tell if Wheel was under an enchantment anyways?

While Strength deals with the cubs [who have taken a more-than-passing interest in Wheel], Wheel is busy making one of these, now that she's made this.

It's all the rustling paper that has their attention, y'see.

They need another distraction.

That origami unicorn can't stand up to four sheltie-sized cubs.

[Strength and Wheel: two pups, one post! Well. Six if you count the cubs. But only just.]

Current Mood: creative
Current Music: "Orinoco Flow" - Enya

eight_or_eleven

"I cannot believe that this is the form that was chosen for me today..."

"Actually I think it's quite appropriate."

"You would think that, Strength."

"Of course I would, Wheel. Now hold still. It's hard to put them on when you're wiggling. You're not supposed to wiggle. People would think you were possessed."

"I will do as I please and you will not put those on me. It is undignified."

"Fine. Go naked then. If you can."

"I am a bloody evergreen tree, Strength. We're supposed to be bare. Well, except for bark and needles."

"Are you a betting tree Wheel?"

"What?"

"Think security will accept a sentient tree that's bark naked?"

"Oh how droll."

"Just put them on? It's only for one day. Please?"

"I— Oh very well. Put the decorations on. Oh I cannot believe this is happening to me...."

"There. All finished. You look positively festive, Wheel. Practically bright and fetching."

"If you start singing 'O Christmas Tree' Strength I shall have to hurt you...."

Current Mood: festive
Current Music: "17 Again" - Eurythmics

ten_of_swords

[OOM: The Becoming of a Queen: Mary Anne Bell takes her place among the tarot cards as the Queen of Swords. This is followed by every awakened card welcoming her into the family.

Warning for the second thread being slowtimed and in progress.]

wheels-spun.livejournal.com

Strength and Wheel are in the bar.

Strength is sitting at the piano plunking at the keys, playing some atonal melody.

Wheel is looking at a tarot deck she'd picked up last night. Something she'd decided to acquire in order to help her understand recent events better. As well as to simply have one at hand.

After all, what's a tarot card without a tarot deck?

They're both not terribly busy today, despite appearances.

Unless ... trouble shows up, that is...

Current Mood: blah
Current Music: "Tarzan Boy (12" mix)" - Baltimora