Drive-by, Ambush Hugs

[snugglesoft]

There is a small, cuddly, soft two-foot tall teddy bear wandering the bar today. He's cheerful and smiling and accompanied by the smell of freshly laundered clothes.

He might be looking for something. He might just be wandering aimlessly. It's kind of hard to tell, with teddy bears.

[OOC: If all your character needs/wants is a "drive-by"

Comments

[slidingjennifer]

Divis Mal has told Jennifer what he saw happen to their world in the years after her death. Four decades of undeclared war between the Æon Society and the increasing numbers of novas who refused to toe its line, followed by twelve years of open war between, for all practical purposes, Homo sapiens novus on one side and baseline humanity on the other. Æon may have actually caused the war they were trying to prevent; certainly, their behavior didn't win them any points even with the dwindling numbers of novas untainted by quantum buildup.

It makes her wonder if what she was fighting for was ever worth it.

[snugglesoft]

Oh, dear, she looks sad.

Very sad.

Snuggle comes over, hugs her very gently, pats her twice, and quietly wanders off.

[slidingjennifer]

She waves a friendly wave to the departing bear. Whatever freshening mojo he carries, it was just what she needed.

She feels like there's nothing really wrong anywhere, just a series of misunderstandings that could easily be cleared up if people would just talk to each other. She feels sorry for them, but in the words of a great American poet, she's not going to let it bother her tonight.

[renegade_enzo]

Matrix does not care for cuddly creatures, especially creepy mascots for cleaning products. Matrix does not normally accept any kind of hugs [unless it's friends, family or AndrAIa], and he doesn't need an uplifting or a defecit of static electricity, either.

He does not need a change of mood, because he's the Grim Realist type, which is very different from pessimist, thank you.

Little bear you won't be noticed unless you run up to him and....

[God, I think my pup is gonna murder me in my sleep once he comes down from his uplifting...]

[snugglesoft]

. . . and glomp him!

Which is exactly what the little bear has just done!

He looked like he needed it!

"Have a marvelous day!" Snuggle says, and scurries off.

[renegade_enzo]

"Hey!" he begins to shout, but the tone morphs from "angry" to "cheery".

What was he about to say to that thing?

Oh!

"And a good day to you, too!"

....we didn't just hear him say that...

[maybe_not_emo]

Metis wandered down into the bar area rather late after some particularly nightmare-filled naps. No matter what the Devil or Momiji or any of them said said, he still couldn't get them to go away.

So he's grumpy, and he came down to get a warm milkshake and maybe some sleeping pills. He doesn't notice a particularly happy bear.

[[Mun has to go to work; just wanted to get this in :D When does Snuggleplot end, anywho?]]

[snugglesoft]

Fortunately, the particularly happy bear has noticed him.

There's a scurrying over, a quick hugging, a cheerful laugh, and then the bear has scampered off.

[OOC: Perfectly fine, and what this post if for. Plot ends Sunday.]

[maybe_not_emo]

"Eh?" goes Metis to the scampering. "What the fuu---" to the hug, and "--buwh? Why was I so upset, again? Oh, well, everything will turn out fine!" post-hug.

Metis decided to a lemonade with one of those little umbrellas that Eirene put in his drink the other night instead of a milkshake--lemonade tastes like sunshine and rainbows, after all--and thus, he scampered off into the Bar at large. He doesn't know about the Scotland outside yet.

[gone_byebye]

The fellow who just walked through the door with a small green five-armed five-eyed scaly thing sleeping on his shoulder flicks a bit of slime off his sleeve before almost running into the guy with the lemonade. "Whoops! Sorry."

[grumpyseer]

Dominic is having a very very VERY bad month. He's recovering from an assassination attempt, one of his students is in the hospital, he may or may not have a job come this fall, and he's got a wedding to plan on top of everything else.

Which is why he's currently seated at the bar with a strong drink in hand, doing his best to block out everything around him.

Like, say, a plush toy sneaking up on him?

[snugglesoft]

"Sneaking" is not a very uplifted word, really. This is more . . . moving quickly yet quietly so as to avoid disturbing him.

Snuggle gives him a sudden, gentle hug. He just looks like he needs one.

And then he just as quietly dashes off.

[whatsshakinpox]

[How do you sneak up on a Seer anyway?]

[grumpyseer]

[...shut up.]

[whatsshakinpox]

There was a slight uproar about now, from the outside. Probably a disagreement with his fellow clones, but one can't be too sure. In any case, Crypto-142 steps in from the outside looking very distraught and angry. Every chair, table, and person in his way is thrown aside by psychokinesis as he makes his way over to the bar - via the scenic route - and plunks himself onto a stool.

"Gimme Earth whiskey, hard coffee, Arcturian Fire-Water, and a friggin' Dr. Pepper in one glass."

He seems to be rather absorbed in being pissed off, though his senses are alive. Still, one might wonder how he'd react to a sudden and unexpected snuggle-attack.

[snugglesoft]

Well, it looks like one is going to find out, because that's a . . . person who needs a hug if ever Snuggle has seen one (and Snuggle has).

He dashes over, hugs Crypto-142 very quickly, and runs off.

[whatsshakinpox]

You know one of those moments in movies where everything goes in slow-motion, including the voices? This was one of those moments.

Crypto turned his head just in time to see something cute leap at him, and then...

"NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO...!"

Suddenly...

*Ding!*

Everything felt so much better inside.

"I feel...funky, man."

Oh gods, he's channeling his time in the 60s. Crypto has gone hippie!