( Fake LJ-cut: T-minus Seven )

Having talked an odd cross-section of his friends into getting Karkat's gifts, established that they work, and warned the others about the interloper*, Michael is remaining signed into T-Minus, as are the others, all of whom are pingable. He himself (dividedMalakh, FF8800) is sitting by the fireplace, watching the ( Read more... )

So, Enzo appears to have acquired a niece.

Not the flying one. The one with the pointy ears, and her uncle's eyes, and a permanent one-dog entourage ( Read more... )

[OOC: OOM:

It comes as no surprise to me

I am my own worst enemyKarkat sits up on a couch; he's definitely not going to get any sleep now. His hair is in worse shape than ever and there's what looks like a small robot crab clinging to the side of his face holding a screen over one eye ( Read more... )

As soon as Dot enters the bar she drops a small file window onto the Bartop.

"Bar, if you could distribute these to everyone on the list, I'd much appreciate it, thank you."

( Christmas card for Agent K, Annebelle Newfield, Ironhide, Bumblebee, Optimus, Ray Stantz, Tommy Oliver, Barbara Gordon, Danny Phantom, Dani Phantom, YT, Hiro Protagonist, Hellboy and Liz Sherman, Mia Ausa, She-hulk, Suzi and Whistler, Carl Arbogast, Divis Mal, Foxtrot X-Ray, Bill Pardy, Garion, and Laini... )

"Well, now. This is a familiar sight still."

The red-haired human-plus who walks into the bar and up to the Bar receives two notes with his glass of Ogden's. The first reminds him of his own failures and prompts him to write a ( reply. )

Today, Bob is looking considerably more cheerful (and less toaster-y) than the last time he was seen in Milliways. He's even humming a little to himself as he strolls in and drops a small stack of VidWindows on the bartop ( Read more... )

Out by the lake, a man with more or less latte-colored skin, wearing a black T-shirt and a draw-stringed pair of sweatpants, is practicing katas with a katana. Maybe you can get his attention during one of the intervals when he pauses to catch his breath.

[OOC: The bait was set for Eisenheim and Pam Beesly, but anyone's welcome to fall into the ( Read more... )

After waking up that morning, Dan had spent the entire day upstairs, thinking. Thinking about his dream, and also thinking about a conversation he had the other morning. Both had been...interesting.

When he finally ends up downstairs, he takes a spot at a table. There is a well-watered glass of Atlantean next to a catalog of sorts that Bar gave ( Read more... )

Hacker in the bar, with a CPU set up on the table in front of him. It looks like it might be an ancestor of Ray Stantz' holocomp, except that it doesn't have a holographic display. Judging from the images faintly visible on the shades he's wearing, and from the way his hands occasionally move as if shuffling imaginary papers, it's augmenting his ( Read more... )

Green Mommy-to-be in the bar.

Sitting at a table, reading Pride and Prejudice.

The unimaginative mun would like to beg a distraction, as she finds Pride and Prejudice to be a headache.