Caritas; Saturday Evening

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Meg was shocked and appalled at the state of this bar. How was she supposed to show off her creativity and quirkiness in a dump like this? There wasn't enough glitter, wasn't enough half-naked men in leather pants and there certainly wasn't enough random giant dogs lounging around. This was unacceptable! She will never be a famous pop star at this rate. She'll be stuck in this crap town forever.

"My life is ruined!" Meg said dramatically. She pointed at Tino. "You, send a martini to the back. I need it to cope!"

[Totally cheating. Mod Tino! Notifs are off omg so ping me in the OOC thread if you want something]

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Band

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

I want your horror
I want your design
'Cause you're a criminal
As long as your mine
I want your love

Re: Band

[thatsamilkshake]

Where those librarian clothes came from, Francie Firelight did not want to know, but luckily there was something backstage in exactly her size that she could stand to be seen in for the 45 seconds she'd be wearing it. Getting changed gave the creepy band a few minutes to familiarize themselves with her new music, anyway.

When she came out, she was dressed in something shiny and red, holding a sparkly baton she'd found lying around the dressing room, and the zombies were just starting to play.

"Let's have some fun, this beat is sick..."

Re: Band

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Fandom!" GOB said, strutting onto the stage late into the night with bursts of smoke and pyrotechnics fitting his status as a billionaire playboy entertainer. "Are you ready to rock? Are you ready... for some magic?"

The Zombie Band started playing The Final Countdown as GOB launched into a ten minute performance with expertly performed tricks including pulling a majestic dove out of the dress of a woman he made appear from behind a sheet. Before the show was over, he had also produced an engagement ring, justice of the peace, wedding ceremony, and annulment papers.

Doves were involved in each of those steps.

It was magnificent.

Bar

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be
A little gambling is fun when you're with me
Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun
And baby when it's love if its not rough it isn't fun

Re: Bar

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Charles got a scotch from the Tino and turned to face the stage. You'd think being alive after a year would make him happier and less broody but...you'd be wrong. He still had John to deal with and his father's wedding and now he had to deal with being spoiled for his favorite TV show. Life blew.

Re: Bar

[whos-got-spirit.livejournal.com]

Having only woken up a short time ago, Adrian had missed how the wtf started. In fact, he was more than a little clueless as to what was going on, though he knew something was off.

Granted, if he talked to anyone he'd end up laughing his ass off of Monday, but he'd see that as a good thing.

Re: Bar

[guardian-god.livejournal.com]

Keeping to his routine, Dimitri sat on his usual bar stool and ordered his usual drink from Tino. He looked around the room, wondering who would take away the loneliness on this night.

No one could compare with his dead wife, but they could certainly try. Maybe a redhead.

Re: Bar

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Having escaped from that horrible blond sexy man who had kidnapped him from the church, Merlin was there at the only place other than--a desecrated church--that he felt comfortable. A bar.

"Give me a scotch. And make it a double," He ordered Tino with the confidence that only came from the obscenely rich and powerful.

Re: Bar

[raspberryturk]

Reno was here, because if he was here instead of back at the hotel, then he could have himself a friggin' drink without worrying about his circulation being cut off at the neck by Rikku-the-crazy.

And Reno needed a friggin' drink, thank you.

"Everclear," he practically growled at Tino. "An' if you try to tell me anything about you bein' someone's long-lost twin, then I'm gonna shove my stun-baton straight up your ass so quick the protection spell on this place won't even have time to notice."

Sure it would. But Reno was feeling surly, here.

Re: Bar

[officetightass]

Angela Martin Bass Kessler Stinson Castle Montague Cabot Adama Insert-Biff's-Last-Name-Here came into the bar, once again hoping to find her perfect match. The next one would be it! She meant it this time!

"I'd like a martini, dry, with two olives," she ordered, and on Monday she was going to call AA, no joke.

Re: Bar

[icecoldfrost]

So a bar wasn't exactly the classiest place Emma could take her darling, but somehow she didn't think her Rose would mind. It was amusing, at least, and probably had decent alcohol.

And they could always find more fun later. It was what they did, after all.

Re: Bar

[oops-mbad.livejournal.com]

While Diana had noticed that people were being weird, she hadn't figured out just how weird. Which is why she was at Caritas, figuring that things had a tendency to happen at bars and she could use the entertainment.

Re: Bar

[weechesters.livejournal.com]

Grace Winchester sauntered into the bar like she didn't have a care in the world, despite how everything was going wrong. She sat down and ordered a mojito, glaring at Tino when he didn't make it fast enough.

Re: Bar

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

The purple dress went perfectly with Beka's eyes, she knew she looked stunning. With good cause. Caritas was the one place to have fun on this island once the shops closed, and Beka intended to have fun.

A kiss on Tino's cheek was enough to get her a free twilsey and she glanced around the bar, hoping to find someone interesting, rich or handsome.

Re: Bar

[tyler_gone]

Tyler, engagement ring flashing on his left hand, took a seat at the bar with barely a glance to his fiancé's sons at the other end.

He knew they thought he was a gold-digger. But the truth was, he had concealed his own fabulous inheritance from a father who invented the post-it note. All he wanted from Tony was love, and he'd told him as much when he'd proposed in their private, gold-plated jet on a weekend trip to Hawaii.

He sipped his beer and pondered how happy his life would be starting the next day. All that needed to happen was the perfect wedding.

Re: Bar

[can_be_more]

Talyn had had a hard day at work, being a grizzled cop. He settled down at the bar for a beer, eying the crowd to see if there was any lawbreaking scum he shouldn't be fraternizing with.

Re: Bar

[nofatjokes.livejournal.com]

It would be here that Francine could get herself closer to those who had hurt her. Close enough to hurt them back.

But first, she'd have to put them at ease... which was why she was still in that slinky red dress, smiling seductively.

Re: Bar

[survivesplague.livejournal.com]

"I'll have an Evil Death (http://www.drinksmixer.com/drink13u5t37.html)," Hank told Tino when he took a seat at the bar. "I mean, I'll have an I'm Good Now (http://www.drinksmixer.com/drink11735.html)."

Because he was posing as that goody-two-shoes Kyle. But he really did want the evil drink. Because he was EEEEEEEEEEEVIL.

When Tino brought the drink over, Hank took the drink and did his best not to wince as he sipped it. Goodness, ewww.

Re: Bar

[lickyourmind.livejournal.com]

There was a pizza joint to break into later tonight. First? He was going to get fucking drunk, possibly get laid, and forget about his babymama's and their claim to being his babymama's.

"Bring me a goddamn pitcher of beer!"

Re: Bar

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

Elena was at the bar, sipping something elegant and expensive. (Expensive to people who weren't Shinras, of course.) And looking around for interesting people.

Re: Bar

[redandblueblur.livejournal.com]

"Oh, come to papa!" Clark cried out, wrapping his hands needfully around the dark beer before him. He raised his glass to toast his good fortune and chugged the lot, finishing it off with a loud belch.

"Damn, that's good stuff. Hit me again, Tino!" While he waited, Clark decided to have a smoke. It was a good night. Even if his stomach was acting up something fierce. Like there was some alien trying to break his ribs from within!

Re: Bar

[heromaniac]

TOmoko wasn't going home anytime soon, so she headed over to the only place in town where people wouldn't annoy or harass her. Unless they looked really hard at her fake id.

Which they didn't, so there she was, leaning against the bar, beer in hand, to look at the crowd. Huh. Lots of faces she didn't recognize tonight. She took a drink, then started picking people at random to stare menacingly at as if they were responsible for all of her problems. Who knew, maybe they were. Stupid townspeople in this damn stupid backwater town.

Lounge

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

And I know that it’s complicated
But I’m a loser in love
So baby raise a glass to mend
All the broken hearts
Of all my wrecked up friends

Re: Lounge

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Meg was in the back, sipping on a martini and looking awesome.

Without pants.

Back Room

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Look at him
Look at me
That boy is bad
And honestly
He’s a wolf in disguise
But I can’t stop staring in those evil eyes

OOC

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

ALE-ALE-JANDROOOOOOOO!

Hell yeah, I knew I'd work my girlfran into the game somehow.