Caritas - Saturday Evening [Open]

[canoutdrinkyou.livejournal.com]

Marion hadn't noticed anything weird going on in town today. Then again, Marion wasn't exactly the most social of people these days and wouldn't have known the difference between one crazy person and another.

[I'm totally cheating and making it a mod Tino night]

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Band

[canoutdrinkyou.livejournal.com]

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Re: Band

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

She approached the microphone and the band began to play. The lights turned down and for some reason Jaime's features were softened somehow.

Feelings, nothing more than feelings,
trying to forget my feelings of love.
Teardrops rolling down on my face,
trying to forget my feelings of love.

Feelings, for all my life I'll feel it. I wish I've never met you, girl; you'll never come again.

Feelings, wo-o-o feelings, wo-o-o, feel you again in my arms.

Feelings, feelings like I've never lost you
and feelings like I've never have you again in my
heart.

Feelings, for all my life I'll feel it.
I wish I've never met you, boy; you'll never come again.

Feelings, feelings like I've never lost you
and feelings like I've never have you again in my life.

Feelings, wo-o-o feelings,
wo-o-o, feelings again in my arms.
Feelings... wo-o-o feelings,
wo-o-o, feelings again in my arms.

Re: Band

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

A purple, slightly fuzzy Vampire-like creature ascended the stage, and began to sing (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kqGCSEAZGwc).

"You know that I am called the Count
Because I really love to count
I could sit and count all day
Sometimes I get carried away

I count slowly, slowly, slowly getting faster
Once I've started counting it's really hard to stop
Faster, faster. It is so exciting!
I could count forever, count until I drop

1! 2! 3! 4!
1-2-3-4, 1-2-3-4

I count the spiders on the wall...
I count the cobwebs in the hall...
I count the candles on the shelf...
When I'm alone, I count myself!

I count slowly, slowly, slowly getting faster
Once I've started counting it's really hard to stop
Faster, faster. It is so exciting!
I could count forever, count until I drop

1! 2! 3! 4!
1-2-3-4, 1-2-3-4, I love counting!
That's the song of the Count!"

There was a roll of thunder and a crash of lightning as he finished the song with a laugh that would have been evil if it wasn't so harmless.

[And just for fun (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fgO7-Y84jkk). the hard part was finding an uncensored version.

Re: Band

[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

There! On the stage! The signs were utterly unmistakable. That was no band. The musicians were part of the shambling, blasphemous undead!

Lizzy's axe would make short work of them, and Meryton would be safe once more. She lifted the weapon high over her head.

Bar

[canoutdrinkyou.livejournal.com]

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Re: Bar

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

After the boardwalk, Scott needed a drink. He had the five o'clock shadow, he just needed alcohol to complete the look of a broken man.

Which he was.

Broken.

Without Jean.

Re: Bar

[momslilassassin]

If the Force was telling him he needed a break, Obi-Wan was going to take advantage of that advice.

So there he was, in a cantina. Drinking something blue. Mmm. Blue.

At least the band here was better than the one in Mos Eisley. Less smelly, too.

Re: Bar

[saveonpostage.livejournal.com]

"Fourrrrrr hundrrrrred and nine, fourrrrrr hundrrrred and ten!" Catwoman said triumphantly as she walked through the door.

The map had not led her here. She just liked counting.

Re: Bar

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

Angela's day had been particularly uneventful, especially considering everything going on around the island. Her planned afternoon shopping trip with Dinah had fallen through (she might even find out why at some point), and she was bored of hanging around the dorms.

She slid onto a barstool, ordering herself a nice colourful drink to entertain her until she found someone to do that job.

Re: Bar

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jaime wasn't much of a drinker. However a town bar was good way to pick up information.

She ordered a cup of coffee with a spoonful of cocoa and scanned the crowd, looking for information.

Re: Bar

[defeats-buses.livejournal.com]

Waiting for his team (and not being able to contact them), had worn on Scott throughout his day. He was not pleased and coming upon the local bar he decided there was but one thing to do when left to his own devices. Drink.

This was a bad joke and someone was going to pay for it. Until then, why not enjoy the evening?

He ordered a beer.

Re: Bar

[loverlyviolets]

It was cold out there on the streets, and Vivian could use a little pick-me-up before she hit them, so here she was, one long leg crossed over the other on a barstool. And hey, if she ran into a customer in here without ever having to head back outside? All the better.

Re: Bar

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi wore a skimpy outfit, showing a very generous amount of skin. She ordered a shot of tequila and looked around, taking note of the men in the bar. If Jonathon Archer no longer desired her, she'd find herself someone new tonight.

Re: Bar

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"One scotch on the rocks, please." After the day she'd had, Black Canary figured going off-duty in a local bar wasn't the worst thing she could do. "Thanks."

Re: Bar

[iruinenglish.livejournal.com]

Buffy was still nicely herself, thanks, but decided that if things were a little off today, what with the plastic surgery teacher and flying people, she should maybe see if anything was going on. That meant starting out patrol at the Bronze. Uh, she meant Caritas.

She took a seat at the bar and ordered a Coke.

Re: Bar

[future_sandworm]

A highly pregnant Greek goddess walked into a bar and ordered wine and olives.

Leto managed to take a seat on a stool, from which she watched the crowd. This was indeed an odd place, and not even in a good way. Her handmaids were missing and there was no one to give her swollen feet a massage. Would there even be a midwife in a place like this? Hardly one that could help her in her predicament anyway.

"Curse the Cow-eyed one," She muttered under her breath, chewing on an olive. They were barely edible.

Re: Bar

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

So what does a rascally veterinarian get up to on a Saturday night?

Why, visit the local watering hole, of course.

"I'll take a scotch and soda," he told Tino. "And I mean alcohol. No delivering me a Coca-Cola in a kilt."

Re: Bar

[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

The encounters from earlier today were swept aside and the Blue Bandit's focus was singularly on Governor Odius. He had built a vast land of obstacles but the Bandit was determined.

He slid into an establishment, immediately recognizing it as a bar. He pushed his mask off his eyes, kept his hat low and watched everyone. Friend or foe was hard to spot in a mass gathering.

He ordered something strong from the man behind the bar, giving him a quick nod before taking a spot on one of the stools and keeping tabs on movements.

Re: Bar

[finding-x-dream.livejournal.com]

Agnes Nutter, witch, sat at the bar with a tot of whiskey and watched the crowd, a knowing smile playing on her lips. Oh, this was INTERESTING, to see all this.

Re: Bar

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Penelope didn't know what was going on here at school, or in town with the residents, but she did wonder why all the new people.

She sat at the bar and Tino handed over a beer. Working here did have its perks.

"Thanks," she said and glanced around, trying not to stared at anyone in particular.

Re: Bar

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

Where Ten Forward should have been, there was an old-style bar. He was still trying to find out what happened to the Enterprise. Perhaps someone here might know something.

Re: Bar

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

The Count had finally made his way to the bar. His face lit up at all the bottles and such along the wall. "One tequila, two tequila, three tequila four!"

Lounge

[canoutdrinkyou.livejournal.com]

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Re: Lounge

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John sipped on cheap whiskey, watching the growing crowd at the bar with great interest. Something strange was going on. Stranger even than the thing sucking the life out of people in the desert.

Not that this place had a desert. He needed to drink faster.

The Back Room

[canoutdrinkyou.livejournal.com]

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Re: The Back Room

[satedan-soldier.livejournal.com]

Jason was loving this place. A bar that served him whatever beer he wanted without ID plus ESPN on the TV. He grinned and munched on peanuts at a little table.

OOC

[canoutdrinkyou.livejournal.com]

Tooooootally cheating. Deal with it.

Re: OOC

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

You ho.