[Open] Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
WHO: Luke Castellan + You and you but mostly me and youuuu
WHERE: Cabin Eleven
WHEN: 3/17 aka St. Patrick's Day
WHAT: Cabin catch-all for the 21> crowd and the 21< crowd celebrating the holiday and, you know, Luke's own purposes (please see prompts!)
WARNINGS: Uh. There's alcohol involved in some prompts and probably some knife-wielding in others so. Also a warning for Dave Strider's potential shitty taste in music.
[No matter what time of day you enter the bar, a few things will be noticeable. First and foremost, the bar is open and lit to a soft glow, equip with strings of shamrock lights hanging from the walls. That's about as decorative as Luke felt like getting, really, seeing how the bar itself has its newest additions.
Behind the bar, Luke's propped up two boards side by side. The first board is a list of drinks that's kept Luke busy for a while, but the second is a little more important. The conspiracy board appears to be made up of various things that have cropped up on the network like "new eye colors", "sudden languages", "mysterious glasses" and more.
That's right. It's half-priced drinks for every memory or item you share with your bartender. Too bad he won't say who inspired what drinks without being asked.
Aside from that the Cabin's been renovated from the days it was under Milligan's Bar. There's a set of turntables in a corner and plenty of seating, the atmosphere friendly and fun. Pictures of trees and stars line the walls and draw people into the bar to relax for a while.
What will you do?]
3/17 AFTERNOON, Minor Hours
A1.)
[In the afternoon the bar is open to anyone under 21 and Luke's behind the counter as usual. Maybe you're here to listen to Dave Strider spin some tunes on the turntables in the corner. Maybe you're here to celebrate the holiday with your friends.
Or maybe you're unfortunately on Luke's staff and you're working an afternoon shift. Drinks are flowing and chatter filters through the bar. Anyone who approaches will earn a slight smirk as he gestures to the board behind him.]
Before you even think about it, you're getting something non-alcoholic. I can figure it out from there. What can I get you?
B1.)
[At some point, Luke's busy making drinks involving fruit! You know, watermelon, grapes, pineapple…
…and oranges. The oranges are smiling at him and he's holding a knife, staring at the fruit with the most perturbed look on his face. Slowly shaking his head he turns to whoever's closest and whistles to bring them over.]
Are…you seeing this? [The knife is pointed at the happy orange, but no movements are made yet. Will you save the poor defenseless fruit? Or will you help him destroy it?]
C1.)
[A mingle option! Feel free to top-level with this, discuss theories, have a good time with your friends, etc. Luke and staff will be attentive to keeping drinks and food coming up until "closing time" for the minor crowd.]
3/17 NIGHT, Legal Hours
A2.) [The boards don't swap out, but Luke's busy loading up bottles of alcohol on the shelves behind him, sleeves rolled up and skinny black tie held between his teeth as he concentrates. Whenever anyone approaches the bar, he'll offer the same kind of greeting before talking around the fabric in his mouth.]
Like the board says, half-price drinks all night if you feel like parting with a memory to add to the other board. There's too much weird shit going on here to ignore it.
B2.)
[At some point when it's a little quieter Luke will wander away from the bar to mingle with the patrons and flop himself gracelessly into a chair. His legs spill over one of the chair's arms, head on the other as he nurses a drink and monitors the ongoings. Eventually, he pulls a necklace out of his pocket, black leather cord and five colorful clay beads on it. He furrows his eyebrows together in concentration as though he's trying to will the necklace to explain itself.]
You could explain what you are. […yes he's talking to the necklace, please help him.]
C2.)
[A mingle option! Feel free to top-level with this, discuss theories, have a good time with your friends, etc. Luke and staff will be attentive to keeping drinks and food coming up until closing time which is probably somewhere in the neighborhood of 4am.]
OTA Wildcard
[If none of these suit you and you want a thread with Luke specifically wildcard it up! In the afternoons he's happy to chat and everything like that. In the evening when the kids go home, as the night progresses he may be mixing his own drinks and you might end up with a slightly drunk bartender. Listen, his house his rules. Happy St. Patrick's Day!]
OOC: Of note, you may also use this as a general mingle log with other characters set at the bar if you want, I'm flexible!
WHERE: Cabin Eleven
WHEN: 3/17 aka St. Patrick's Day
WHAT: Cabin catch-all for the 21> crowd and the 21< crowd celebrating the holiday and, you know, Luke's own purposes (please see prompts!)
WARNINGS: Uh. There's alcohol involved in some prompts and probably some knife-wielding in others so. Also a warning for Dave Strider's potential shitty taste in music.
[No matter what time of day you enter the bar, a few things will be noticeable. First and foremost, the bar is open and lit to a soft glow, equip with strings of shamrock lights hanging from the walls. That's about as decorative as Luke felt like getting, really, seeing how the bar itself has its newest additions.
Behind the bar, Luke's propped up two boards side by side. The first board is a list of drinks that's kept Luke busy for a while, but the second is a little more important. The conspiracy board appears to be made up of various things that have cropped up on the network like "new eye colors", "sudden languages", "mysterious glasses" and more.
That's right. It's half-priced drinks for every memory or item you share with your bartender. Too bad he won't say who inspired what drinks without being asked.
Aside from that the Cabin's been renovated from the days it was under Milligan's Bar. There's a set of turntables in a corner and plenty of seating, the atmosphere friendly and fun. Pictures of trees and stars line the walls and draw people into the bar to relax for a while.
What will you do?]
3/17 AFTERNOON, Minor Hours
A1.)
[In the afternoon the bar is open to anyone under 21 and Luke's behind the counter as usual. Maybe you're here to listen to Dave Strider spin some tunes on the turntables in the corner. Maybe you're here to celebrate the holiday with your friends.
Or maybe you're unfortunately on Luke's staff and you're working an afternoon shift. Drinks are flowing and chatter filters through the bar. Anyone who approaches will earn a slight smirk as he gestures to the board behind him.]
Before you even think about it, you're getting something non-alcoholic. I can figure it out from there. What can I get you?
B1.)
[At some point, Luke's busy making drinks involving fruit! You know, watermelon, grapes, pineapple…
…and oranges. The oranges are smiling at him and he's holding a knife, staring at the fruit with the most perturbed look on his face. Slowly shaking his head he turns to whoever's closest and whistles to bring them over.]
Are…you seeing this? [The knife is pointed at the happy orange, but no movements are made yet. Will you save the poor defenseless fruit? Or will you help him destroy it?]
C1.)
[A mingle option! Feel free to top-level with this, discuss theories, have a good time with your friends, etc. Luke and staff will be attentive to keeping drinks and food coming up until "closing time" for the minor crowd.]
3/17 NIGHT, Legal Hours
A2.) [The boards don't swap out, but Luke's busy loading up bottles of alcohol on the shelves behind him, sleeves rolled up and skinny black tie held between his teeth as he concentrates. Whenever anyone approaches the bar, he'll offer the same kind of greeting before talking around the fabric in his mouth.]
Like the board says, half-price drinks all night if you feel like parting with a memory to add to the other board. There's too much weird shit going on here to ignore it.
B2.)
[At some point when it's a little quieter Luke will wander away from the bar to mingle with the patrons and flop himself gracelessly into a chair. His legs spill over one of the chair's arms, head on the other as he nurses a drink and monitors the ongoings. Eventually, he pulls a necklace out of his pocket, black leather cord and five colorful clay beads on it. He furrows his eyebrows together in concentration as though he's trying to will the necklace to explain itself.]
You could explain what you are. […yes he's talking to the necklace, please help him.]
C2.)
[A mingle option! Feel free to top-level with this, discuss theories, have a good time with your friends, etc. Luke and staff will be attentive to keeping drinks and food coming up until closing time which is probably somewhere in the neighborhood of 4am.]
OTA Wildcard
[If none of these suit you and you want a thread with Luke specifically wildcard it up! In the afternoons he's happy to chat and everything like that. In the evening when the kids go home, as the night progresses he may be mixing his own drinks and you might end up with a slightly drunk bartender. Listen, his house his rules. Happy St. Patrick's Day!]
OOC: Of note, you may also use this as a general mingle log with other characters set at the bar if you want, I'm flexible!

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conspiracy board bc love me that's why
Reasons I brought the board downstairs. Annabeth and I have been working on it since the beginning of the month and I'm definitely missing a lot of stuff.
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FRUIT MURDER OFC
I haven't even stabbed it the first time, what if it like...I don't know, bites or something?
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[ ??????? ]
Unless slicing it makes two ridiculous fruits.
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afternoon, b1!
In any case, he won't play the devil's advocate here, but he won't help out either.]
It kinda feels like murder when what you're cutting into has a face, yeah?
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I mean a little, but at least they can't scream in pain. I think. I haven't actually got that far yet. I was hoping maybe somehow the fruit here didn't get touched but that was apparently way too much to ask for.
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[Not that it helps... There are some things one lone person simply can't prepare for. Dancing, smiling fruit is one of those things.]
Are you gonna stab it?
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c1 -conspiracy board - otab2 luke
b2 obvs
Not that far gone, Bananabeth. [He's frowning in thought though.] Doing okay? We're in the lull period right now, we'll get an upswing when some of the other bars get too crowded or start closing down.
wow i'm shocked
Good, you worried me there. [ she still wants to know who you were talking to? ] Yeah, I'm fine. The board's gotten a few new things, though some of your patrons seem to not be in the know. Are you okay?
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a1 steak sauce my dude
what could you possibly expect besides Anya's eyes lighting up as she goes over the names on the board and there's a little gasp followed by]
Звездный свет!
Starlight? Pretty...!
[obvious]
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That one's one of my favorite ones. It looks pretty awesome. Wanna see? [He's also pretty amused since of course Anya would hone in on the one named after her.]
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Да! Yes...! Блеск? Is there shine? And twinkle?
[someone's a little obsessed with the stars it's fine]
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[Mikleo's just gotten to work to start his shift. Naturally, someone has to order a drink that needs an orange slice to make it better. He pauses in shock for a full minute before taking out one of the oranges. It's kinda vibrating in his hand and it's creepily happy.
Checking Retrospec real quick confirms that it's their fault. Maybe. Jury's still out on that.
Either way, time to call the boss after pocketing his phone!]
Luke? Some of the fruit's smiling and dancing. [A pause as he squints at their menu.] And what on earth is "The Hot Chick?"
A: Bartending can suck (Open to minors and adults!)
[Now that Mikleo's...mostly over the shock and has had too much practice with committing creepy fruit murder, he's ready to get the ball rolling. He might be cleaning a glass or wiping down the bar at the same time, though.]
What can I get you?
B: Break time
[On his break, he sits out in the dining area, nursing two non-alcoholic drinks after putting his memories up on the conspiracy board. Listen, he needs this. Let him have this without judgment.]
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Yeah, about that...not sure what's going on but that's definitely a thing. Just the oranges so far...and the apples? The pineapple's been fine. [But he also smirks because what a funny question.] It's a drink I made, what does it sound like? I ended up making a brand new menu over the last couple of weeks.
[Mikleo probably knows Luke well enough by now to know he's definitely withholding information.]
b1 afternoon, we finally doin this ty
when luke calls him over, karkat walks closer and then just stops when he sees the fruit. for a second it looks like he's about to laugh, but the moment passes. ]
That's a smiling and dancing fruit.
BANGS MY HANDS
Sure is. I think I was hoping that the post from this morning was another fever dream but I had to make sure it wasn't just me. I still blame Jade somehow.
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A1
[ Lifting a hand in greeting as he walks in. ]
Well, aside from about that. [ Jerks a thumb at the, uh, conspiracy board. ]
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What, don't you recognize a conspiracy board when you see one? [He rolls his eyes to the ceiling.] Might've been my sister's idea but it can't hurt to see what other information we can get from people.
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A1
...I was going to ask for limeade, and nothing alcoholic?
[She is a good girl who came to see her friend and she is feeling so attacked right now!]
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Sorry, Yukiko. I'm trying to get better about saying no and taking this whole thing seriously. Not sure it's working but it's worth a shot. Limeade I can do though. [He's turning scrounging behind the counter to prepare things. She'll notice he's avoiding the fruit first.] Just for that, this one's on the house.
[This is why Luke's bias toward friends is awful.]
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How about a memory of you giving me a half-price drink anyway?
[... Look. Best-ish behavior.]
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How about a memory that I did just that and it was the best drink of your life? I think I like that better. [But he's glancing at the wall of booze behind him anyway.] You've got a few more years, kid.
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