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... )

Before: Take one Kitsune, one Conspiracy Theorist, a Winnebago, and a desire to go on a road trip to check out odd sites you've heard about through Milliways. Well, the volcano was a bust, and some bikers may never be the same. But there are other places still on the list! One quick supply run later, and Laini and Mother are ready to attack Black ( Read more... )

Whistler had not been aware just how fussy the state of California was about marriage licenses, paperwork, and so on. Trying to deal with the demands of City Hall is a little more than he wants to do right now, so there's a guy in a scruffy vest and hat settled in at one of the tables, reading an issue of Playboy. In Braille.

No it does not have ( Read more... )

Mills lets himself in and turns to face the strange singularity that is Milliways.  He glances quickly left and right, and decides on a spot at the bar.  The seat he chooses minimises his exposure from the back, and allows him a good view of the room.

The window on the End of the Universe gives him pause.  He quickly files the image and continues to ( Read more... )

Whistler picks his way into the Bar on purpose this morning. They're out of coffee at the office, and he doesn't feel like waiting for Crease to get back from the coffee shop down the road. Bar coffee's better anyway. Besides, he's got to figure out how to tell his parents and sister that he proposed to Suzi last week ( Read more... )

Whistler is pretty good at seemingly minding his own business. It goes with the territory. Phone phreaks are usually pretty good at running below the radar when they're not in the process of making Ma Bell and all her successors cry like someone's given them a face full of cut onions. Whistler's even better at it than most, since people generally ( Read more... )

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... )

Contrary to what one might suspect, Whistler is perfectly aware of the dorky Santa Claus hat he's wearing and the rather horrible green and red sweater that does not go with it at all. He just doesn't care. It's gonna be Christmas soon and if the blind guy can't milk that for all it's worth in revenge for having to listen to those freaking Jingle ( Read more... )

Somewhere things are exploding, secrets are being pried open, quarry is being hunted, and legendary deeds are being accomplished in the shadowlit realms of espionage and intrigue ( Read more... )

It is never a good idea to leave Whistler alone with reports of technology that allow him to use an already-extant completely unrelated system to do terrible, terrible things to his local phone companies. Phone-over-mains technology would be an example of such a thing. He's reading about it now, albeit in Braille and with the occasional stop to ( Read more... )