[ooc: This is your VERY LAST CHANCE to have a thread with Mr. Adams! Have at!]

On John's side of the door, it's March 1st, 1797.

In three days' time, he will become the second President of the United States.

He hasn't seen Milliways in a very, very, very long time. He never imagined he'd see it again, and certainly never imagined that he'd ever be ( Read more... )

Riley is carrying a messenger bag of assorted electronics when he steps into the bar tonight. His surprised, pleased grin at seeing the door to his townhouse become the door to Milliways is short-lived; he takes two steps and then goes toppling over (toward the side carrying the weight of the bag) with a startled, "AWURK ( Read more... )

So it is a few days short of the earthling holiday of Christmas right? Well someone has informed GIR exactly what the holiday entails and, much to Zim's threats, he has set about decorating the whole entire house with thousands upon thousands of Christmas lights ( Read more... )

And tonight, for your threading pleasure, we have a Founding Father in the bar!

He looks very relieved to have stumbled into Milliways on this fine, near-autumn evening, and even breathes a little sigh of relief.

He's been in Europe, y'see, doing important things that have slowly been seeming less and less important as time moves on.

So now, he and ( Read more... )

[OOM: > Someone's day is fullJed had few vices. At his age, he couldn't afford to overindulge. Moderation became necessary for health ( Read more... )

As was her practice, Lyrae was outside in the cool of the evening practicing her swords skills. The sword is dull as it would not do to hurt someone but it is nonetheless very menacing-looking--a single-edged curved blade. Barefoot and still wearing a dark gown, Lyrae went through her routine of moves, and after as much practice as she has had, the ( Read more... )

Dalek hasn't been seen in the bar, for some time.

Possibly this is because it has been devising new and wonderful methods to help patrons through their problems? But probably not.

Still, it's downstairs now, by a booth, with a sign.

FREE COUNSELLING. FREE. FREE. FREE.

It's free.

[And the mun must now reluctantly ask for no new threads, for ( Read more... )

[ooc: Plotlocked, guys! Sorry~ ;D

As of 1:30 AM, this thread is in slowtime! Please tune in tomorrow for more crack.]

When the door swings open tonight, it opens to a scene of celebration.

If you ever wondered what a political party - not a group, but an actual party with singing and dancing and liquor and everything! - looks like, now's your chance ( Read more... )

The door swings open and John Adams steps in, grinning smugly as he straightens his jacket.

It is, perhaps, one of those rare moments when Mr. Adams is caught in what normal people would call a "good mood", mostly due to the fact that he actually won an argument with Franklin. (An eagle it should be, and an eagle it will be! A turkey, honestly, what ( Read more... )

[OOM: After getting released from the cells, John heads home and runs into Franklin on the way.]