The door opens, and Nor enters ( Read more... )

Matt's got a bad headache tonight. One that he's trying to counteract with the maximum dosage of tylenol that a person can take in one sitting.

Other then that, he's trying to be cheerful, because Bar's lent him a movie player that blocks the door nicely, and guess what? She's got Family GuySo one cop, in complete and utter denial, nursing a ( Read more... )

Today felt like a Sunday. He has no idea why it does, but he's dressed accordingly--in blue jeans, a grey shirt and a black cardigan, mind, not his Sunday's best. He has claimed a table right next to the Observation Window, and is taking in the view with a cup of coffee and a cigarette. Healthy habits are for non-lazy days.

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Bitey is done with the bar, at least for the time being. Having eaten a bit and napped beneath his bar side booth, he's in a much better mood. He now walks among the trees of the forest, deep in thought ( Read more... )

[OOM: What's This? Why it’s completely new!]

The door opens and Sally looks about in wonder- she's never actually seen the inside of Jack Skellington's house before.

And it looks strangely like a bar.

Someone care to explain why Jack Skellington's house is decorated like a bar?

[ooc: For those of you who weren't here before Christmas: Sally's ( Read more... )

The door opens slightly, and wider. He keeps it open with his elbow. Steps in, continuing to talk into the black cellphone spot-welded between his ear and lifted shoulder. His eyes are down, with a fair amount of furrowed lines across his brow. He is older, but it's hardly noticeable with the regiment he keeps. As classic as the (custom Brioni ( Read more... )

Today, Fiyero has decided, is a lazy day ( Read more... )

He is laying out in a booth, smiling to himself.
Methylenedioxymethamphetamine.
With cookies. A lot of cookies that were shoved into the pockets of his overcoat. Even more crumbs flecking his suit.
Known as Ecstasy, E or X.
And three empty glasses of milk.
Stimulates levels of serotonin, dopamine and norepinephrine in the brain. Providing a ( Read more... )

'Everything ever should just go away and die,' is a good approximation of how Jack's feeling this morning.

Fortunately for him, he's at the End of the Universe, so there's a nice view to stare at while, while he sips his water.

Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta.

In from the city where it's twilight, only dimmer, with a silvery twinge in the air, and he stood in the doorway where behind him a taxi was extracting itself from the muck of traffic. He didn't know how long it's been since he'd felt so good.

He is carrying a silver flask from Hammacher Schlemmer-- but don't ( Read more... )