Caritas - Saturday evening [Open]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

When George Oscar Bluth Sr woke up this morning, he was gleefully surprised to find himself across the country from Lucille. As the day went on, he got bored and found his way to the nearest bar to what seemed to be GOB's yacht.

"I'll just have a beer," George told Tino (who was actually himself). "Hey, is there an annoying guy around here? Doesn't have too much more hair than me, looks kind of like me? Complete disgrace to the name 'Bluth'?" Tino passed over one of GOB's cards.
G.O.B. BLLUTH
Lord and Master of Caritas
and all Caritas-related products
Professional illusionist
Stong lover

"That's the jackass. This is his bar?" Tino nodded. "He's not even around. Fine. I'll show him how it's done."

With that, George Sr went behind the bar to show how a Bluth really bartends.

[OOC: GOB is his same-named father. I'm around and so is Tino if you'd rather NPC.

ETA: Okay, there is WAAAAAY too much stuff going on. If I drop a thread, I apologize.]

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The Stage [1/20]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

Get up and sing some stupid song! It'll be fun, really.

Re: The Stage [1/20]

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

Polexia had been wandering through town, looking for a good show to attend. She heard the siren call of live music and rushed inside, claiming a seat right in front of the stage so she could properly adore the band performing.

Re: The Stage [1/20]

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Brian went up to the stage and after a bit of confusion, and revulsion, managed to have music going.

Let's see these people react when a real star sang for them.

Owwww!!
Friends say it's fine
Friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
I move like a cat
Charge like a ram
Sting like a bee
Babe, I wanna be your man

Well it's plain to see
You were meant for me
Yeah, I'm your toy
Your 20th Century boy

Friends say it's fine
Friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like rock 'n' roll
Fly like a plane
Drive like a car
Bawl like a hound
Babe, I wanna be your man

I wanna be your toy
20th Century boy
I wanna be your toy

Friends say it's fine
Friends say it's good
Everbody says it's just like Robin Hood
I move like a cat
Charge like a ram
Sting like a bee
Babe, I wanna be your man

20th Century boy
I wanna be your toy
20th Century toy
I wanna be your boy

Re: The Stage [1/20]

[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

Paul rode up onto the stage, shouting at the top of his lungs, "CRICHTON SEEKS RECREATIONAL RELEASE! PAYS BECKY CONTENTS OF WALLET! HEAR YE! HEAR YE!"

He then rode off the stage, looking for more news.

Re: The Stage [1/20]

[nadiathesaint]

So dared by Brian, Nadia marched up to the stage, borrowed a guitar, and performed.

You're no rock n' roll fun
Like a party that's over before it's begun
You're no walk in the park
More like a shot in the dark
With clues left for no one

And all the boys in the band
Know how to get down
Fill our Christmas socks
With whiskey drinks
And chocolate bars
When the evening ends we won't
Be thinking of you then
Although the best man
Won't hang out with the girl band!
The girl band!

You're no rock n' roll fun
Like a piece of art that no one can touch
Your head's always up in the clouds
Writing your songs
Won't you ever come down?

And all the boys in the band
Know how to get down
Fill our Christmas socks
With whiskey drinks
And chocolate bars
When the evening ends we won't
Be thinking of you then
Even if your song
Is playing on the jukebox
The jukebox

You wanna party with the lights on
Come on, I like it dark!
You always wanna hear the same old song
Come on, play another song!

Cuz you're no rock n' roll fun
Like a party that's over before it's begun
You're no walk in the park
More like a shot in the dark
With clues left for no one

You're no rock n' roll fun,
You're no rock n' roll fun,
You're no rock n' roll fun,
You're no rock n' roll fun.

The Bar [1/20]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

Drink and talk to George. He likes talking to you people. No, really.

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[rustyboywonder.livejournal.com]

JJ climbed up and stood on a stool. "Don't suppose you have a booster seat, do you my good fellow?"

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Crichton needed alcohol and he needed it now. He hadn't been able to get the thought of that girl from his mind and he was all the more angry for that.

He slid onto a stool and proceeded to brood.

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[guitar-and-gun.livejournal.com]

"What do you... serve here?"

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette walked in, chin high, demeanor haughty. That's right. Haughty. In her hands was that filthy porographic dvd Mr. Bluth had sold her and she thought to give it back with a little piece of her mind. Not to mention the money she paid for it.

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[can_be_more]

This looks like a good place for a girl to have some fun. She takes a seat at the bar, completely ignoring the psycho guy from this morning.

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Lonnie stalked into the bar, clearly on the prowl. "Tequila, neat."

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Rita sat down and checked her watch, smiling at the bartender. "A whisky sour, please." Hmmm. Where was Eric?

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Josiah entered the bar, scowling. He hadn't been able to find the trollope all day to properly punish her for her actions and thought he'd try this den of delinquency.

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Bond had handwavily got himself a hotel room and made a quick phone call to the agency, which had resulted in a sizable wire transfer. Since it didn't appear this town had a casino, more's the pity, the money should last him the weekend.

So now it was time to get a drink, and see what the people of this town were like. Things looked to be hopping at Caritas, although he might check out the other establishment a little later, so he headed up to the bar and ordered a martini.

"Three measures gin, one vodka, one half Kina Lillet, straight up," he told Tino. "Oh, and put it in a chilled glass, with a twist of lemon."


[ooc: Available for all your Bond-poking needs (can be totally dirty, he's not shy). Please be patient with periods of SP, though.]

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had lost Brian. So much for making sure he didn't get into too much trouble and saving Walter from the embarrassment later.

The entire town had gone insane. Again.

"Hi, give me booze. A lot of it."

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Oh good. The sun was down. That meant she could have some fun.

In Sunnydale all the best bait went to the Bronze.

Willow figured Caritas had to be the closest local bet.

Shame she didn't know about that sanctuary spell.

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

Paul rode up to the bar, shouting, "NEFERTITI BEAT CONNER AT SWORDS! NEFERTITI BEAT CONNER AT SWORDS. WATCH OUT FOR HER WRATH, SHE BEAT CONNER AT SWORDS!"

He then began to ride around the bar, looking for new news.

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[chasingangela]

Juliet had been far too sheltered to spend much time in bars, but it seemed the best place for her to find news of Friar Lawrence, or of Romeo, or the Montagues.

She walked in, head held high, and nodded to the man behind the bar. He had a kind face, she thought. "Good evening to you, sir."

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Brian looked around and despaired. Everyone here was so... dull looking.

"Champagne. Keep it flowing."

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Finally, a place where a deserving Irishman could get a drink. Liam didn't even wait for Tino to finsh pouring his drink before taking it and telling him to keep them coming.

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Ahhh, nothing like a long day of fighting evil-doers and trying to make out with everyone and ruin her boyfriend's life to really work up your thirst for an ice cold soda. "One cola!" Sakurazaki Setsuna, Heartbreaker no Jitsu called out brightly to the bartender, "and give it a pretty pink umbrella please! Ohh! No! A rainbow one!" She giggled; never hurt to advertise.

Getting her drink, she sighed happily, seductively innocent as she sucked on the straw and cast her eyes around the bar, looking for who would be fun to play with now.

Re: The Bar [1/20]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne for once is being rather quiet. He quietly orders a club soda and sits at the bar. If he's quietly watching a certain vampire in particular? He's not telling anyone about it.

The Lounge [1/20]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

Or go ahead and hide over there.

Re: The Lounge [1/20]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

After arguing with the peon of a man at the counter, Crichton moved into the lounge to attempt to rid himself of his headache.

OOC [1/20]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

There's always money in the banana stand.