It was a good day in the Capital Wasteland today. Ellen's glad about that. Mr. Paulson can't go home again, she knows that, but she figures William's world is the next best thing. There's still work to be done, though. When she and Shiphrah and Puah started back to Megaton, a radio transmission came in over her Pip-Boy. Her home base might be ( Read more... )

"What's this, then?" It's all the man in the doorway can think to say, as he steps, for the first time, into the bar. He's wearing his engineering uniform, since he's supposed to be in the galley for lunch, and not in an interdimensional bar ( Read more... )

Scritchity-scratch-scratch creeeeeeeek, goes a door in the Staff and Other Important Areas part of the bar.

A gray and black form slinks out at the creeeeeek noise and darts through the sea of patrons' ankles, tail held high and slobbery paper something-or-other clutched in his jaws. The dog- not quite two feet tall at the shoulder, somewhat ( Read more... )

Sitting at the bar are two young women that are having a staring contest. They tried to have a conversation, but one of them finds the other an insufferable little gnat. The other has a very similar opinion, but the words are much more colorful in French.


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Milliways' favourite failed conman is in the bar today. He hasn't got any cards with him today, and isn't even trying to get someone to buy his drinks for him (yet ( Read more... )

Gus wanders up to the Bar, intending on trying to wrangle some sort of drink. He doesn't expect to get anything much more exciting than a can of soda, but at least he's willing to try ( Read more... )

Jameson Rook walks in to the bar. He rolls his shoulders something feels off. He felt fine outside, now he feels different. Reaching the bar he orders a drink then looks at his hand on the bar.  That doesn't look like his perfectly manicured hand, he curls his lip looking at it and something tickles his nose. Reaching up he feels a mustache. He ( Read more... )

“Oh, come on! A bloody Redshirt ( Read more... )

Harold is working with a book he got from the Bar. He has to get through this one and learn all of the notes and how to read them on paper before he can start going through the sheet music Alba gave him.

Teller’s found a box of crayons, and is using them to decorate one of the tables. He’s drawing various monsters and dragons on the surface, most ( Read more... )

Jools is under a table, over by the Observation Window. He's not quite sure what he's looking at, but he's determined to figure it out.

Harold has his banjo today. He's been practising with it a lot lately, and is starting to get quite skilled with it. He's not sure if he can really call himself talented, though, as he doesn't feel too terribly ( Read more... )