There's a strange robot in the bar. Its head/body is shaped somewhat like an elongated egg, with gangly mechanical arms sprouting from the top and legs from the bottom. It has a single eye in the form of a glowing orange camera lens. Slightly below and to the left of this eye is a crookedly applied "Hello, My Name Is" sticker with the name "Ed" ( Read more... )

Cubefall is a great holiday, and young Bill and William are enjoying it immensely ( Read more... )

Cata put the little screen thing aside for the first two days of this latest bar holiday; there was quite enough to be getting on with, and she needed a bit to consider her options. But in the end, there are some things one just can't pass up.
To that end, there's a biiiig black cat on the prowl outside. Even if it's only for one day, she couldn' ( Read more... )

When Carl comes downstairs, he's met with the sight of construction toy 'mania' and it only takes him a minute to remember just what that means. The vid-window that appears when he approaches the bar confirms it, and after a moment of browsing his possible options, he makes his selectionFour legs is going to take some getting used to, for a moment ( Read more... )

Sameth likes Cubefall, he loves how its about making things and bettering yourself, but this year he's worried so much about the door that's there yet won't open ( Read more... )

 Jack didn't realize it was that time of year again, until he came down from his room yesterday and an explanatory screen popped up when he sat down at the bar.  After a moment of surprise, however, it didn't take Jack long to make his choice.  Last year's form is fine with him ( Read more... )

Since turning into a horse, William's finding it nice though the Bar has more chairs than he expected.

He keeps bumping into things and worrying that he's going to slip as hooves are kind of complicated.

If he bumps into you or your table, he's sorry but four legs are tricky.

(OOC: Open through Cubefall.)

It is Cubefall.

And so, there is a small black cat by the furnace, snuggling with all the other cats -- the tabby female, the white-and-tabby male, and the little grey one.

They are purring, grooming each other, and are sprawling all over each other in boneless feline contentment.

A lady walks into a bar ( Read more... )

It's not a question, not much of a choice, is it ( Read more... )