Weekend Entertainment: Test Drive Meme!

[havetubawilltravel]

It's an app_this_plz weekend, so it's time to break down the walls and let in the new, the departed, and the already here with a Test Drive Meme!

H O W T O P L A Y:

-->Reply to this post with any character, new or old, you wish to app into Milliways.
-->Scan the post and respond to any characters you'd like to interact with.
-->Milliways members: feel free to respond with your applied characters or post them
--> Have fun!

Comments

[wecandonowrong]

A blonde walks into a bar at the end of the universe, but she really couldn't give a shit that it's at the end of the universe -- and not that she noticed in the first place, because she was on her way into a bar anyway.

Okay, sure, it might look a little different from the skeevy Lower East Side pub she'd expected to find. Okay, sure, maybe a lot different.

But whatever, because there's alcohol!

She stomps up to the bar on leather boots, and leaning against the counter, she looks up and down for the bartender.

"Hey!" she barks. "What gives? This place got a goddamn liquor jockey or what?!"

[hey35andholding]

Loud blonde recognizes loud blonde. And this one has eyebrows that're on the rise.

"Ask the rats if you want something," she calls, waving her own glass in the air (It's half-filled with the cheapest brand of beer she could find).

[wecandonowrong]

Loud blonde totally recognizes loud blonde. Except that this one is looking at the other one like she's lost her mind.

"The rats? You mean like rats rats or is that just the nickname for the waitstaff in here?"

And there goes one now. It's carrying a tray. With drinks on it.




"Holy shit. I think I had one too many shots for breakfast."

(She isn't kidding. She did shots for breakfast.)



[ooc: *omg cackling with insane glee*]

[hey35andholding]

Oh come on, her mind's the only thing that isn't going!

"The rat rats, the ones running over...yeah, now you've got it!" Clem shakes her head just once. "No, you're fine...hey, are you the fainting type? Sit down if you're gonna go sideways on me!"

(Clem has done that many times before. Too many times. And then the room starts spinning unpleasantly.)


[OOC: Muahahaah!]

[wecandonowrong]

"Fainting? Hell, no, I just--"

There goes another rat.




"Jeezus Christ, I need a drink."

A rat carrying an empty tray and a towel on its arm skitters up to her feet at her request. She stares at it, wide-eyed and gaping.

"Seriously? ...Oh what the hell. I'll have a triple vodka."

If she's halfway to hallucinating, she might as well go all the way.

Once the rat returns with her order, she picks up the glass and cheerfully raises it toward the other blonde before taking a healthy swallow.

[remarkably_adventurous]

So a hobbit walks into a bar and stops dead as is it quite strange to see so many of the race of men in the Shire. Granted she's not in Tuckburough, she's in Greenfields, but it's not as if she were in Bree.

[OOC:I have no idea what I am doing.]

[fakeskoomajunkie]

Caius shoots a sideways glance at the halfling. He knows that look. Because the one he has on his face right now is fairly similar.

"You look about as lost as I am right now."

Upon closer inspection, she does seem a little short - even for a Bosmer.

[remarkably_adventurous]

"Oh," she responds, a little startled, "Yes, I believe I am a bit surprised. I never expected a tavern with so many of the race of man within the bounds of the Shire."

[fakeskoomajunkie]

Caius's brow furrows. "The Shire?" he says. "That's a name I've not heard for these parts. There are more men in this corner of Balmora than there are in most parts of Morrowind, at any rate."

He pauses and looks around. "If that's even where we are."

[remarkably_adventurous]

"I have never heard of Morrowind I am afraid, but then I have never but outside the Shire. I fear something far stranger than it seems is at hand here." Despite her words, there's a twinkle of curiosity in her eyes.

Like This!

[hey35andholding]

There's a leggy blonde hanging out at the end of the bar, still in full full uniform, and lounging in an open booth, her legs propped up and her feet kicking happily.

There's a rather large plate of brownies.

They're laced. That might be why she's giggling.

Loudly.

Please, come ask her why. And don't worry, she'll be glad to share.

Re: Like This!

[remarkably_adventurous]

And playing to part of a potential bad trip, one Belladonna Took. How does Clem feel about tiny persons?

"Pardon me miss, can you tell me the name of this tavern?"

Re: Like This!

[hey35andholding]

She's cool with them - she's even dated a couple.

The question causes her to stop giggling and give the woman a glance. "Milliways. Where good trips get even better." She points toward the opposite bench with her shoe. "C'mon. Sit!"

Or This!

[boomsticking]

Ash has been here before.

He doesn't know it, but he has.

So you'll have to excuse his staring.

"...Why...the..hell..."

He's very wordy, too.

[fakeskoomajunkie]

Caius walks through the door to Milliways expecting to find a bar on the other side. And indeed, that's exactly what he finds.

He was expecting something a bit less entirely unlike the South Wall Cornerclub, though.

"Hmm. Not sure if I like what Bacola's done to the place."

[to_catch_a]

He's not the only one in the wrong establishment.

"Bacola? This was supposed to be Pierre's."

[fakeskoomajunkie]

Caius frowns. "Pierre? Can't say I recall anyone by that name so much as visiting the Cornerclub."

He'd be a Breton, judging from the sound of the name.

"But then, I can't say I recall the Cornerclub looking anything like this."

[to_catch_a]

"One of us is in the wrong bar then. Maybe both of us."

A beat: "Lunch?"

[fakeskoomajunkie]

"Quite probably," Caius says.

"It is part of the reason I came in."

[woman_of_valor]

Mulan has been searching the woods, collecting fire wood for the camp's fire when she breaks the line of trees to find herself somewhere she should not be. Her internal compass tells her she should be back at the camp but instead there is what appears to be a tavern, stables and a lake. And no Philip.

She drops the stack of fire wood, draws her sword and steps bakc into the cover of the trees, looking for signs for what has happened. Where is Philip?

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

Warriors recognize warriors: no matter the era, no matter the century. She'd been sitting in the clearing sunning herself and automatically reached for the holstered revolver strapped to her hip before she reminded herself for the millionth time that this was Milliways and surprises like this happened frequently.

She holds up both of her hands to let Mulan know she comes in peace. "You're not where you were before, but I can help you."

[therightpartner]

It's not the Stork Club, but a lady can have hopes. It did have its own sort of character and charm. And it's not the first time that Peggy has found herself in strange surroundings with little to base her reactions on. At least she has a weapon hidden away in the little clutch she's holding that matches a red dress that, depending on the era a person was from, was very fashionable or had been fashionable decades ago.

Pausing near the door but out of the way of the entrance, she pulls out her compact, checking her lipstick, using the gesture to give her time to assess the situation she's found herself in.

[hey35andholding]

Clementine raises an eyebrow as the woman enters the bar. You don't see a lot of women dressed to the nines hanging out in Milliways.

"On your way to a party?" she asks, tone friendly.

[therightpartner]

Peggy noticed that she didn't exactly fit in, but knew better than to seem unsure. Especially when she wasn't sure where exactly she was. "A date actually, but it looks like I got sidetracked on the way. I was going to the Stork Club not...here."

[hey35andholding]

"Not unless the guy you're looking for's into apocalypses," Clem quasi-apologizes. "Wrong place, wrong time, honey. This is Milliways."