*Flies over the bar in lazy circles, throwing water balloons down at people in random, then swoops down low as the door opens and bursts through, not being harmed by her gigantic purple wings crashing through the tables and chairs, knocking people over and breaking a good many pieces of furniture ( Read more... )

O-Ren Ishii walks in, sword in hand. "Hmmm." She said out loud. She smiled to herself and placed her sword back in its place. She gracefully sat down and ordered herself a drink.

"I might like it here."

....past the bar, over the counter, into the trash*

Ah, ambrosia!

*pops out for a second through a portal then comes back*

enters, dragging behind pieces of wood, a large thermos, plastic shot glasses, and a bag of fortune cookies. sets up in a corner a tiny stand and positions all the stuff where I gots easy access. also rolls a mat out on the floor just to the side, standard human size estimate. then places up ( Read more... )

: sits blankly staring into space :

: calmly picks up a newspaper out of the nearby trash can and reads his horoscope :

Pisces: (Feb. 19-March 20)
The pilot will make an emergency landing because of you, in spite of your repeated and emphatic insistence that you are not a suspicious object.: calmly folds the newspaper, places it back into the ( Read more... )

comes in with little American flags and campaign banners with himself on them, and begins to post them all over the bar
the banners read:

Vote Battleelk... or DIE!!
brought to you by the Enslave Canada party

Attention. All those present here will agree to vote for me and my Vice President unpure_rose. Those who do not vote for us, we will gracefully allow ( Read more... )

I'm pleased to announce the reception of my and Stephanie's wedding will be held the 9th of August at Zeeter's Bar.

Anyone and everyone is welcome to come by, the more the merrier, though the actual wedding itself will be family and the closest friends exclusively.

I hope to see you there.

Hello. I'm looking for.....

Oh. Well. I have no idea what his name is. He's... furry. And has long ears. And sort of looks like a kitty mixed with a kangaroo.

I have this package for him.

: has spent all evening, night, and morning, sitting at a table and staring blankly into space without blinking and not moving an inch, nor taking a single breath the entire time. he grasps a glass half full of whiskey in one hand :

You know what I like to do sometimes? ... when I'm all alone?
Mmh hmh hmh mha haI like to just... take my knife... ( Read more... )

Would everyone who has been formerly designated a postion here please report to my office? ((Any posts to this thread from anyone who hasn't been 'hired' will be deleted. Sorry))