To Whom It May Concern.

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

This is actually a bit of an apology post to all I've been RPing with lately. I've been having some physical problems which have been making me oddly tired at times that make me twitch. I -never- go to bed this early. Anyway, I just want you all to know I'm getting it taken care of, so I should be back in full force, and not losing it at about midnight every night. Between that, and a laptop that keeps shutting down at will, well, yeah. It's gettin' frustrating. But! This is -not- a resignation, nor a cutting back. I just wanted to explain to all of you wonderful muns why I'm so flaky. I -love- Milliways, and I love interacting with you all. I just thought I owed you all an explanation for my tapering off as of late.

In Which Bernard Canvasses for Applicants and Bites Off More Than His Mun Can Chew, Part the Third

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Night Three!

*sporks self*

Bernard comes out and goes to his usual interviewing table.

Ophelia is the first to approach. They are both rather shellshocked. Ophelia is confused. Hamlet is discussed. Ophelia makes a rather unusual request, and Bernard tenderly acquiesces. Inspiration and flowers are discussed, and Bernard asks to see Fleur's fleur. The two of them are disgustingly snuggly. It's all rather explicitly platonic.

Oh man. Paul arrives for his interview next. He is simultaneously hysterically funny and terrifying. However, he makes an excellent Apple Martini. This gives Bernard pause.

Dibbler asks about a kitchen position, and Bernard directs him to Gil.

Richard Mayhew interviews for a bartending position, and mixes up a nice Long Island Iced Tea. Also of note are his fighting credentials, which include slaying a minotaur.

Tonks arrives, and Bernard tensely asks for news of Fleur. Bernard cannot comprehend the risks, and does not hide his fear for her safety. He expresses his frustration at not being able to leave to help her or, god forbid, avenge her, and then asks to know everything about the conflict in the Wizarding world. What he hears does not excite him, and he offers his unique talents to the cause. Tonks likes this idea, and reckons the Weasley twins will like it even more.

At the same time, hearing the name Voldemort, Tom Riddle comes over to say "Hi". The men make small talk about Ingress, and Tom and Tonks talk shop. (Sorry, my wrists are hurting.) Realizing how late it is, Tonks leaves.

Penny drops by again, and Bernard is morose at her.

Utena schedules an interview.

After a full night, Bernard takes Ophelia to his room and settles her in the bed; he sleeps in the cot. However, in the middle of the night, she crawls into bed with him. Yet again, it's all rather explicitly platonic. :D

The next day, Bernard and Ophelia avoid the bar, but do sit out by the lake together. Read it. It's lovely.

God, on the homestretch now.

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[gypsyjr.livejournal.com]

I'm about five seconds away from falling into bed, but could Moiraine-mun and Tere-mun possibly IM me sometime soon? My contact info's on my user page. I've got an idea for thunderbird_1 I'd like to discuss.

(I'm plotting Massive Parental Angst to distract myself from massive parental angst. How very meta.)

In Which Bernard-mun's Wrists Fall Off, or, The Night Jim Kirk Makes an Indelible Impression

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Last night!

Yahoo!!

Ok.

Bernard announces Happy Hour.

Val stops by to say "Hi," and they talk about the effects of alcohol on various patrons until the end of Happy Hour.

Bigby interviews very impressively for a Security position.

Tim Bisley gets the bar explained to him and purchases a pint.

Bernard ends Happy Hour and joins Aziraphael and Tonks for a drink. That thread will be summarized by someone who is not me. :D During his conversation with Tonks, Bernard is suddenly severely burnt by a phaser blast to the bar.

Bernard stands up, enraged, and it's only thanks to Tonks that Kirk isn't incinerated. Tim gets all bouncy. Shipwreck and Joe lurk in the background menacingly. The Oompa Loompas quickly repair the damage to the bar. Kirk arrives, and is infuriatingly smug. Tim and Tonks stand by Bernard steadfastly while Bernard restrains himself admirably. Kirk is thick as a brick. (Very IC, Kirk-mun, very IC!) Bernard wants to kill him. Tim threatens to turn Kirk into granite and calls Bernard "B," which made his muns cry from the laughing. Tonks stops Bernard from fumbling for his matches. Kirk leaves, but not before patronizing Bernard, thereby making him abuse innocent furniture.

Bernard goes to bed, strung tight as a bow.

Yay, all done! *collapses*

ATTN: ALL - MOD POST

[milliways-mods.livejournal.com]

What is going on?

Explanation.

Now.

Speedy Summary Of Last Night

[aj_crawley]

In the absence of Glorfindel, Círdan the Ship-Wright is kind enough to help Crowley get back to the bar from Middle Earth. The demon does not exactly look his best. Aziraphale comes over, and the reason for this is explained. After some coffee, Crowley perks up a bit, enquiring as to events during his absence. It is revealed that the angel has spent the past few days curled up with a copy of LotR, and there is sardonic, in-jokey cuteness before the conversation devolves into talk of slippers. There are idle threats and even more injokes, as well as the Aziraphale/Crowley equivalent of a seduction, which consists in no small part of quoting things at each other.

At some point in all of this, Tonks pops up briefly, and is lewdly suggestive before scarpering.

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[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

So Israel moved its clocks back one hour last night.


The reason we do this so early is because of the Jewish holidays. They move back and forth over the year, and sometimes they cross the "traditional" daylight savings time. So, instead of having a scheduled day on which to do it, the Israeli Knesset chooses an arbitrary day each year to move the clocks back instead.

This can have some interesting effects. A group of Hamas terrorists three years ago refused to live on "Zionist Time", didn't change their clocks back, and their bomb blew up an hour early, killing nobody but themselves. They won a Darwin Award.

But one of the other affects is that Israel's only six hours ahead of the East Coast instead of seven. This really sucks, because now I don't get into Milliways until 2:30am Eastern -- long after most people have left, unfortunately.

Should I bother to still play Vowl? Is there anybody still around in Milliways at that time?

(no subject)

[iopenthings]

New community! millicons. For the planning of millicons. It's currently up and running working on Geekend, but I'm planning to pass the modship over to whoever is arranging the next Millicon, whenever and wherever that may be, and so forth.

So. If you're planning on attending Geekend, please go reply to the post currently up there...

Thanks!

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[iopenthings]

I should have waited until we had DSL to tell my roommate about Milliways. Roommate = trinity_inblack.

I haven't been in in two nights. Hopefully I'll be able to be in this evening - if she lets me on. Yeah, last night, I got home.... first thing she says to me? "Milliways has my SOUL!"

Wah! I miss the Milliways! Don't wanna go back to the computer lab!

HIRING POST. VERY IMPORTANT LOGISTICS FOR ALL PLAYERS INCLUDED.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Milliways Staff

Bar Staff:

Head Barman and Manager: Bernard Mickey Wrangle the_woodpecker

Assistant Manager and Bartender: Dionysus wine_women_song

Bartenders: Eddie Dean no_prisoner, George Cooper collects_ears, Richard Mayhew go_between, Claire Littleton sendpeanutbtr, Bartleby watch_wait[on leave], Holden Caufield be_holden, Garion wellthrownstone, Indiana Jones henry_jones_jr, Michaelangelo mnt_mike, Tony Almeida _abpo

Kitchen Staff:

Head Chef: Gil Whimple gil_whimple

Pastry Chef: Loki simple_creature, Yamino mailorderjunkie

Sous-chefs: Baldrick turnipman, Utena la_calice

Wait Rats: Al, Audrey, Carl, Demosthenes, Everard, Heath, Holly, Jeremy, Kiki-Lyn, Locke, Rizzo, Tashka, and Yotam Fruitnugget.

Servers:

Head Waitress: Valentine Wiggin empath_wiggin

Additional servers: Helen of Troy, Isabel Evans alien_isabel, Anakin Solo not_that_anakin

Security:

Chief of Security: Bigby Wolf big_b_wolf

Deputy Chief of Security: Sir Timothy Hunter timsbooks

Bouncers: Alanna of Trebond a_lioness, Anakin Skywalker redeemed_one, Raph mnt_raph, Faith Lehane faithful_slayer, Angel broodinghero, Cuthbet Allgood key_youth_bert, Melaka Fray slayer_fray

Backup Security: Barry Allen silverageflash, Nick Knight nick_b_knight, Archie prone_to_panic

Musicians: Lady Euterpe musical_muse, Angelo Espinosa spectral_skin, Charlie Pace 2ndtour_finland


Stables:

Head of Stables: Susan Delgado sai_delgado

Stablehands: Alain Johns honest_johns, Clarice Starling no_more_chianti


Custodians: Oompa Loompas v_knidh8er, Broom notyour_broom

Ok, here’s the deal. I hired on the basis of who Bernard would hire after the interviews. It was all about finding a slot that fit the characters who interviewed. If you applied, but did not get hired, I urge you to contact Gil-mun about working in the kitchen; she may be interested in hiring a few dishwashers and sous-chefs.

I couldn’t possibly hire everyone, and if there are hurt feelings OOC about this, I can't really do anything about that, and I'm sorry. I did my best. The supply far outweighed the demand.

Now. On to the fun stuff.

( LOGISTICS )

So yeah. Thank god that's over.

In which Dionysus-mun gets very drunk...

[wine-women-song.livejournal.com]

Dionysus, deciding that he wants to have a little fun, initates a challenge to the patrons:  get him drunk, and get your tab wiped.

( The night of Drinking! )

The winner will be announced at a later date.  I have chosen one, but need to consult with the other bartenders as to how we're going to balance out the tab.

[Thank you to everyone who made my birthday a most amusingly fun one!  For the record, I took a sip every single time that 'nysus had a drink.  That ended up being three bottles of Kirin Ichiban.  Remember kiddies, drink in moderation, and don't drink and drive.  If you do, Death will come to get you, which is a bad thing in spite of how hot she is.  *cough*]

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[mithzvel.livejournal.com]

Hello!

First thing, I'll introduce myself. I'm Mitchan, and I play Severus Snape. I know he isn't around very much- sadly, I don't have DSL and can't afford to be online very often.

Anyway, I'd like to participate a bit more. A few weeks ago I came to the bar with the beginning of what could be an interesting plot, but I need some help. I saw in the cast list that Remus Lupin is around here. Where are you, Lupin? Also, I heard James Potter was in Milliways too. I'd like to chat with you guys and plan some kind of... thing!

I don't have AIM or IM, but I can give you my MSN or my e-mail.

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[iopenthings]

This, and then I promise I shall not post to the back room again for at least five minutes. Really.

Muffin and I have a new slogan, that we desparately want an icon for.

Milliways: It Could Be Worse

Any takers?

Celebrating 400 in a pic!

[wine-women-song.livejournal.com]

So, this took me an hour to make, as I've never used Adobe ImageReady before tonight. But I got it to work.

It's simple, but I hope you'll enjoy!

*throws confetti*

[clumsy_auror]

Everybody come wish a very modly birthday to Sophie! :D

*amused facepalm*

[gypsyjr.livejournal.com]

Er, yeah. Remember when I swore I was stopping at two characters?

I lied.

The movie's not even been out for a week yet...