Weekend Entertainment #2 - September Test Drive Meme

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

Y'know what to do here too!!

Post your new, might-be-reapping or just plain want-to-play characters into this post and act as if it's their first entrance to bar.

Others will tag in and play with you!

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Danny Sexbang || Ninja Sex Party

[sexbanglish]

A pizza makes its way through the door before Danny does.

Flung at great speed, naturally.

It's followed by Danny, looking utterly confused and wearing medieval-style togs in his signature blue, unable to account for the disappearance of the mermaid he'd been trying to court.

"Mermaid? Beloved?" Then, at the top of his lungs, "WHERE DID YOU GO? THIS IS SO NOT COOL!"

Hopefully you have not taken a pizza to the face. Or have you?!

Re: Danny Sexbang || Ninja Sex Party

[moisturewave_aesthetic]

Cirava ducks the pizza on pure instinct. It splatters against the wall, leaving a smear of tomato sauce.

"Dude, what the fuck?" they ask, encompassing the entire situation with one all-purpose question.

Re: Danny Sexbang || Ninja Sex Party

[sexbanglish]

It's hard not to notice the mistake he's made.

"Oh! My bad," Danny says. His voice is somewhere between rich theatricality and an average-sounding Jersey stoner dude. "I was trying to seduce a delectable mermaid and I...encountered an unexpected door." Funny, that. "Please, allow me to pay for the damage. Does this place take lint covered pennies from the back of ones' sock drawer?"

Re: Danny Sexbang || Ninja Sex Party

[moisturewave_aesthetic]

"No idea, my dude," Cirava says, shrugging. "I just got here."

Also they don't know what a penny is. Or how much it's worth. Human currency sure is weird!

Re: Danny Sexbang || Ninja Sex Party

[sexbanglish]

"Hmm," Danny remarks, jutting his jaw out. "It seems that we must plumb the pudding to discover its mysteries..."

He strides up to the Bar and, not seeing anyone tending it, places the penny on its surface.

He yelps and leaps back in surprise when several towels suddenly appear. "I, meant to do that," he says, and grabs the towels and offers them to Cirava.

Jessica Drew, Marvel comics (post-latest solo series)

[snarky_spider]

The front door flings open and a figure rolls in, leaping to her feet after a turn or two. As the door closes behind her, she blinks a few times and then shakes her head before making her way to Bar.

It was a stupid fight she was in anyway.

"Wow, I didn't think I'd ever see you again. How about a plate of Greek crepes and a caramel macchiato?" It's been a few years for Jessica Drew, aka Spider-Woman, and she's been through a few changes, as evidenced by her new costume.

Re: Jessica Drew, Marvel comics (post-latest solo series)

[adamantiumloner]

Logan is at the counter and watches the dramatic entrance mildly. Sitting on a stool and leaning an elbow on the bar with a beer in hand, he regards the woman on approach.

"The hell you been?" he asks, laconic as ever, but roughly it translates into a 'good to see you'.

Re: Jessica Drew, Marvel comics (post-latest solo series)

[snarky_spider]

It's tempting to shoulder bump him--given how things shook out with Carol, an old friend she wants to speak with is a welcome change--but their relationship isn't that physical.

"Dealing with too many Parkers and teens. What about you? Anyone come back from the dead recently?"

[adamantiumloner]

Logan's grumble suggests 'probably' because that's just how their world works.

"Still around," he says for himself, which kind of says nothing and everything.

"Y'got new duds." Never let it be said that Logan is unobservant.

[snarky_spider]

Jess taps Logan's glass with her fancy coffee.

"Yeah. I backed out of the big leagues and figured it was time for a change. Plus, once you have a baby in the mix, running around with a big arrow pointing at your crotch doesn't seem like a good idea any more."

She takes a drink of her coffee. "Why HYDRA ever thought that was a good idea for an assassin, I do not know."

The Disreputable Dog, Old Kingdom series

[dog_walker]

The morning is crystal clear out by the lake, but in the distance a smudge of mist forms which grows to a bank, which in turn creeps towards the shore. Within the mist, a shadow appears and the splashing of paws, as if hitting a shallow puddle, can be heard. Soon enough, the Disreputable Dog can be clearly seen...just as she steps from the mist and falls into the lake with a startled bark.

Surfacing, she paddles her way to dry land and shakes herself off before looking and sniffing about.

Re: The Disreputable Dog, Old Kingdom series

[space_puffin]

Splashing in the shallow edges of the water, bathing more than swimming is a porg. He is fluffing up his feathers, flapping out of the water and shaking himself out before darting back in. A soft, pleased, cooing song drifts out from the bird.

Which stop suddenly when he spots the dog.

He fluffs up, not in a fearful manner but more of a slightly surprised manner. His large eyes blink curiously at the Dog and gives a querying "Werrk?"

Re: The Disreputable Dog, Old Kingdom series

[dog_walker]

Dog pulls back in some bit of surprise, not having ever seen a creature like this; a soft 'woof' escaping unnoticed. She tilts her head as she studies the...bird?

"Could you tell me where I am?" she asks, though she is certain there will be no reply she can understand,

Re: The Disreputable Dog, Old Kingdom series

[space_puffin]

It's got wings and feathers and webbed bird feet, so that must make it a bird. On the other hand that mouth has a bunch of sharp teeth and is missing a beak.

Well, that's an interesting question. A surprisingly thoughtful look appeared on the bird's on the face. "Wuuurk! Qurkr! Skrreeee!" He flaps around in a circle for a moment and then jumps over the Disreputable Dog with a full couple of flaps. Landing on the other side of her he gives her an expectant look.

There's a sense of 'elsewhere/strange/weird (but tasty) fish' coming from the porg. As well as 'follow'.

A creature that lives on an island crawling with enough Force that the Jedi built their first temple their is bound to pick up a bit of Force sensitivity over the many generations.

[space_puffin]

"Qurrgh." The porg waddles around the barroom with undisguised curiosity. He's looking for some very important things:

1. Food.
2. Shiny things.
3. More food.
4. More shiny things.

Whenever he spots one of those four things he beelines straight for them and takes them if there is no owner visible. Or if someone is there will give them the largest, saddest eyes possible to guilt trip the current owner to hand it over.

[ostro_goth]

The cats are unimpressed. They use that trick themselves.

[space_puffin]

The cats do not have anything that the porg wants. Well... is that cat food? Can he have the cat food?

"Prrght?" He flapped his wings hopefully, stretching out his neck.

[ostro_goth]

The cats keep on eating their food. It's fresh turkey hearts for dinner today, with bits of cured meat and morsels of cheese on top of it.

The grey cat lifts his head from the bowl for a moment and looks at the porgs. "Mrrr?"

Are those creatures prey, or possible new friends?

[moisturewave_aesthetic]

Cirava has an open bag of chips. The interior foil is tantalisingly shiny and filled with starchy salty purple things.

[space_puffin]

Shiny?

Shiny!

Food?

Maybe?

Carefully, quietly the porg sneaks towards the open bag of chips. When he gets close enough he peers up and makes a grab for the bag with his mouth. It crinkles and crunches loudly as it's yanked.

[moisturewave_aesthetic]

The troll gives no sign of noticing the bird before it pounces, casually drinking a soda from a patterned paper cup and people-watching, but they're not preoccupied enough to overlook a crinkly snack theft.

"Dude, no, those are mine." They grab for the other end of the bag.

Albus Dumbledore || Fantastic Beasts-Era Harry Potter

[chambermusicandtenpins]

[Wandering around the bar is a man in his forties who seems utterly enraptured by his surroundings. He seems to be curious about all of it, taking in the sights and sounds of the place with an eager curiosity -- when he figures out the bar is sentient, he writes it little notes and looks delighted to receive replies. He spends a long amount of time watching the window to the end of the universe, drinking in the sight of it with a focused curiosity.]

Re: Albus Dumbledore || Fantastic Beasts-Era Harry Potter

[sunbaked_baker]

At some point, a red-haired young woman in a brightly-colored t-shirt and jeans comes around the bar room with a tray of baked goods. Her skin bears various scars as well as a ward set into her skin and hair like a barely-visible, quiescently-glimmering net.

"Care for something sweet?" she offers the man watching the window. "Meringuamania? Chocoholia? Cinnamon Roll As Big As Your Head?"

[chambermusicandtenpins]

He turns to look at Rae with a friendly smile on his face, seeming completely at ease despite the strange setting and the fact that he knows no one. "Ah! That would be very kind of you," he says, sounding very intrigued by the possibility of sweets. "All of those sound delicious. If you're offering, I would love to try a cinnamon roll the size of my head."

[sunbaked_baker]

The woman beams at him, setting down the tray so she might serve up one of the gigantic cinnamon rolls, still warm from the oven and gooey with icing. "Fantastic choice - they're my best sellers."

"A true Sunshine Special," she says, setting the plate with its huge, cinnamon-sugar cargo in front of him on the table, along with a fork, knife, and two napkins (she knows how messy they can be when someone gets enthusiastic).