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⚜ The Interuniverse Inn ⚜

It's your friendly local watering hole. Well . . . maybe not so local. But on a night like tonight, when the weather is terrible, when you really need a drink, the sympathetic ear of a bartender or a place to wait out the storm, you'll find just the place you need.

The Inn is a place at the crossroads of many different worlds, where people from the past, present, future, and the universe next door can gather. There's a crackling fireplace with couches and chairs nearby where patrons tell stories and jokes and warm their bones. The bar is very long, with tall barstools lining the counter and more taps than you can count at a glance. And if you have a bit too much -- or meet someone you'd like to get to know better -- just head up the stairs, where the inn has rooms to let.

The ambiance is warm and the waitstaff are attentive. Sure, that person sitting next to you might be a little odd compared to what you're used to, but what an excuse to strike up a conversation, right? Take a load off. Quench your thirst. Share your story.

Inspired by Callahan's Crosstime Saloon, the Restaurant at the End of the Universe, and the Worlds' End Inn, here's a setting to facilitate all your cross-canon CR, your one-night-stands, and your drinking games. Pick a starter from the list! Tag out! Have fun!

1. BARTENDING: you're more than a regular, you're the familiar face behind the bar, polishing glasses and lending an ear to the patrons' sob stories. What'll it be?
2. DRINK SPECIALS: management recommends the Pan-Galactic Gargleblaster, but does not accept any liability if you choose to actually order it.
3. MAKE A TOAST: raise a glass to something you're celebrating, something you're mourning, or whatever's on your mind. If the spirit moves you, toss your glass in the fireplace! You'll feel better.
4. STORYTELLING: everyone here has a story to tell, and that storm outside is still going strong. Why not share a tall tale to pass the time?
5. KARAOKE: don't be fooled by the rustic atmosphere. We've got modern conveniences! Get some liquid courage and give us your go-to karaoke jam.
6. BAR BRAWL: ooops. Someone's had a little too much to drink and is getting a little too loud. Things are getting tense. Are some heads gonna get knocked?
7. READY TO MINGLE: are you here by yourself? Got a good pick-up line to use? Maybe someone will buy you a drink to get the conversation started.
8. DRINKING GAMES: Whether it's Flip Cup, Beer Pong, or just a good old shot-for-shot drinking contest, there's no better way to get very smashed and make new friends. Or enemies, if they're sore losers.
9. BAR GAMES: fancy a game of darts? Maybe you're a pool shark. Or maybe you're a pinball wizard. Or just a wizard, who's cheating at pinball. Rude.
10. WILDCARD: choose your own adventure.

BONUS: NEW YEAR'S EVE PARTY

Welcome, traveler! You've found yourself here on a rather special night! There's sequins everywhere and a festive atmosphere as the patrons celebrate the end of one year and the arrival of a new one. (Don't ask exactly what year it is; just get yourself some champagne and enjoy the night!)

1. FIREWORKS: hey, has the weather cleared up a little? Grab a sparkler or a couple of fireworks and head up to the roof to light up the night and celebrate.
2. FIREWORKS GONE WRONG: shitshitshit LOOK OUT THAT ONE'S GONNA BLOW -- whoops. Everyone okay? Still got your fingers?
3. NEW YEAR'S EVE KISS: Three ... Two ... One ... happy New Year! Pop the bubbly and grab someone for a kiss!

Comments

ella ♡ cinderella [ ota ]

[iftheshoesfit]

What will it be tonight?

[ The flitting scrap of light blue and creamy-hued aprons that just might have been in your periphery comes full circle as your barmaid approaches you. Despite the weighty drinks she carries on her tray, her attention appears set directly and solely on you. She smiles-

Wait, is that a...bird flying about her shoulders, dropping a napkin neatly onto her carefully stacked cargo? ]

( ooc: Open to gen, shipping, and smut, just tell me what you're angling for! Also, I'm cool with CR if you'd like your character to be a regular Ella would be used to seeing in the tavern. )

[thelosers]

Uhmhhh I think we will- I will- [ONE OF EVERYTHING WE WANT ONE OF EVERYTHING No we are not getting one of everything! Stop that. Stop. Eddie's eyes dart around the room as his grip tightens over the side of the menu. Why is living with a perpetually hungry hippo like this?

DOES THAT BIRD TASTE LIKE CHICKEN WE WANT CHICKEN She's one of the only people around here who doesn't particularly mind his occasional fits, sometimes sitting down to talk to him after her shift. Eddie doesn't want to blow it by swallowing her canary whole (HAHA Shut up no that wasn't a euphemism) Eddie puts the menu down before it turns to sludge.] That's a nice. Bird. Could we have the uh chicken. Roast chicken sandwich?

Lee Thompkins | Gotham (post-s4) | OTA

[primumprodesse]

ready to mingle my eyes are up here

[ It's not her usual bar -- not enough blood on the floor, and the drinks don't run the risk of making you blind. But their martinis are good. And nobody is attempting to kill her for being on their turf. Not at the moment, anyway. So she's calling it good, while also being hyperaware of anyone taking a seat next to her. ]

Come here often?

Chell | Portal | ota

[aperturesubject0001]

[ One dangerous mute lunatic over here, squinting at the dartboard with her tongue between her teeth as she lines up a shot. There are already three darts in the inner circles and one in the bullseye. ]

[designermongoose]

[He's drifting through the inn like a feathered stag stalking dream, one foot placed silently in front of the other as he trudges through the quagmire of uneven hardwood planks. Or maybe he just doesn't have any sense of self-preservation when he walks in between Chell and the dartboard, headed towards the bar, gaze downcast and unfocused as barstools and a passing-train-scenery-blur assortment of colourful fabric-covered legs pass him by.]

John Constantine | DC Something | OTA

[conjobs]

"The wha' mate?" he slurs drunkenly with a one-eyed squint when the bartender tries to upsell him some alien juice. This place is a lot fancier than what he's used to, what with the distinct lack of sticky floors, the smell of old ashtrays and the sound of football commentators on the telly. All he wants is a pint.

But. New places, new experiences. And the only thing that could possibly be better than getting royally shitfaced is getting pan-galactically shitfaced.

"Yeah alright. Give me one of those. Make it quick, love? There's a curfew on the mothership." Nevermind the timey wimey.

"'ave a bloody great new year eh?" He toasts the person sitting next to him. He might have gone for an overly enthusiastic toast and made a bit of a mess on the bar counter. Oops.

[primumprodesse]

Lee's outfit isn't as expensive as it looks, but it is one she likes. She pulls back as his drink sloshes onto the counter in front of her, and gives him an arch look.

"Kicking things off with a splash?"

Ianto Jones | Torchwood

[pretty_welsh_vowels]

It had taken the Welshman a few days to come to terms with his situation, if he was a normal bloke off of the streets of Cardiff that the spacial rift had relocated then adapting might've taken a bit longer but instead the Torchwood agent had been grabbed while heading out for biscuits. Now he was tending bar on a strange planet waiting and hoping for either a Time Lord with a blue box or a Time Agent with a lovely coat to take him back home.

"Here you are." Ianto said turning back to the bar, placing a brightly coloured and smoking drink in front of a customer with a smile. "Enjoy."

[jackofallhearts]

"I always do," Jack said, sidling up to the bar and leaning in between a couple of other patrons just as ianto turned around. It had taken longer than he might have liked to track down his MIA operative, but here he was, coat and all. "But I think I'd enjoy taking you home even more. What time does your shift end, gorgeous?"

Sexy | Doctor Who | OTA

[sexy_bluebox]

[She's...not supposed to be here, of that, she's sure. But what on Earth (or not, it doesn't particularly seem like it) is she supposed to do but wait? Someone somewhere will notice she's missing, surely.

Sexy hates waiting. Hates it with a passion. There's a reason she set out to see all of time and space and it was because she was not meant to sit in a museum.

But here she waits. It's all she can do, fingers drumming impatiently on the fine wood bartop.]

[inaclovenpine]

[ A slim, androgynous figure is watching her curiously. Slim, androgynous, and slightly translucent when you don't look at them straight on.

A breeze flits around Sexy, tugging at her hair and the ruffles on her shoulders. Ariel can tell there's something not quite mortal here, but it isn't something she's encountered before. ]

Glenn Sparks | original character | OTA (shipping ok!)

[reorienting]

[There's no real need for him to be here, Glenn realizes. But between the crackling fire, his chilly extremities, and the very appealing alcohol put before him on offer, he can't help but take a glass of bubbly (his first real taste of alcohol at all, actually,) and simply listen to the stories swapped around. He might acknowledge a thing or two here, but he's not really interested in swapping stories of his own. They're all quite downers for the mood, other than a select few, and he's never really been a wordy sort of guy.

[So unless someone really gets his attention, he'll just remain his introverted self, taking in the company around him while indulging himself. They're an interesting-looking lot, even if only in passing.]


[ooc: so, optional starter up there, or come at me with your own! Please note that I'm voicetesting, and any smut will have to be a rather slow-burn because his trust issues and my, well, voicetesting someone like him.]

whoops it accidentally sent before i was done typing

[without_borders]

idk man i'm yoloing this based on a line from glenn's profile, tell me if you want it changed

[ far be it from anyone to accuse Snake of being social-- for someone whose mercenary band is held together solely by the force of his charisma, he sure doesn't say a lot most of the time. in settings like this he's always content to let others take the floor-- he has stories, plenty of them, but not the inclination to share or an ability to tell them in any way that would be entertaining instead of informative. ]

[ but it's habit to pay passive attention to those around him, and something about the man next to him feels familiar. the line of his shoulders, perhaps, or marks from holding a weapon on his hands. if snake had to name the exact reason, he wouldn't be able to name it, but he knows he's right, and he trusts his gut. so he stares down the man next to him with his remaining eye, gesturing at him with a lit cigar. ]

You're military.

[ it's a spoken as a statement, not a question, despite the fact that he's not a hundred percent sure. pretty damn, though. ]

Link | Legend of Zelda, Ocarina of Time

[sevenyearsasleep]

[Just a seventeen-year-old hero, curled up by the fire, dozing. He's armed to the teeth: sword, shield, bow, arrows, good Lord---bombs? Are those bombs?

Yes. Yes they are.

The Hylian seems dead to the world, but, that could change if someone got too close.]

[skychilds]

[ Well look who’s here! Out of all the places, too.

Link will find two hands gently covering his eyes from behind where he doses. How they got there so suddenly and without rousing him to her presence is, perhaps, just in part by how often she’s done this with her own Link before. She’s an expert at surprising him, so why not this one as well? She would recognize him anywhere. ]

Guess who?

[ She shouldn’t be here, she knows that. She should be asleep, sealed, and awaiting time to pass. But she’s not, and she’ll take it for what it is: an opportunity to meet those from the future. ]

william helquist | original character

[cameriding]

[ Dead highwayman? No problem. He's still somehow here, looking like hell, drinking whiskey, and heckling the people playing darts with increasing creativity. ]

Re: william helquist | original character

[dixie_tn]

Ignoring the usual catcalls as she tossed her own darts, the brunette woman pauses, as she hears the Irish brogue, that made her pause, pop her neck from side to side, as she sighed. She rolls her shoulders forwards and back, flicks her hair over her shoulder as she clears her throat.


Aaand there go the catcalls again.

Eliot Spencer | Leverage | OTA

[90minutesofsleep]

Eliot was usually back in the kitchen, never entirely sure how he'd found this place instead of the brewpub's kitchen one afternoon, but he'd stuck around all the same, because it was obvious that this place could use the help.

Tonight, though, tonight was New Year's Eve, and that meant that the bar was busier than usual, and he was happy to help out tending bar and even waiting tables.

[ooc: Catch him wherever!]

Valkyrie | Thor Ragnarok (And Roll) | OTA

[angrygirl]

It had been a long damn week. It had been a long damn existence really, so it should be no surprise to anyone to find the last remaining Valkyrie (as far as she knew) in one of her favorite places. A massive tavern.

[ooc: Down for whatever, find her at the bar or near the fire or hell, ready to throw down because someone touched her after she told 'em not to]

Billy | TAZ: Amnesty | OTA

[april_krampus]

He doesn't talk much, but he definitely likes looking after the plants both inside and outside the tavern, he may or may not have even taken over one of the storage rooms as a nursery (spoiler: he totally has, and will be happy to show it to you)

Dolly | Tronverse OC | OTA

[dollyoftheeol]

Don't mind the fact that your waitress is glowing faintly, she does that. It's a thing ans she'll just think it's weird that you think it's weird.

"You all done with this one, sugar? Another of the same? Something new? I can bring you the dessert menu, if you like."

Door | Neverwhere | OTA

[doorofarch]

It was always nice to get away from her duties for a while, and being an Opener, she was unsurprised to find herself in a bar like this as opposed to something a little less colorful.

Truth be told, she liked this much better, and was enjoying a sausage in a bun and a drink at one of the small tables nearer the fire than the door.

Zepar | Fallen angel OC | OTA

[hurtyourealgood]

Zepar was fairly certain he'd been here before, but at the same time, couldn't be positive, because while the layout was familiar, as many bars of the size were, the specifics kept slipping his mind.

Not that it mattered much, here was as good a place to get away from the lingering holiday hustle and bustle as anywhere else was, and so he settled himself into one of the high seats at the bar, flashing a smile, "What's good today?"

Alanna Calrissian | Star Wars OC | OTA

[lady_calrissian]

The easiest place to find her is probably lording it over one of the game tables, but even that's not a guarantee, after all, this is a celebration, so there's a good chance she's also having a drink (or two, or three), dancing with someone (or two, or three), or just relaxing in a booth between drinks or dances.

Cal Leandros | Leandros Brothers books | OTA

[last_auphe]

This place wasn't any weirder than the Circle had been, and one bartending gig was much the same as any other. So the drinks here were a little more colorful, literally and figuratively, but that didn't bother him much.

It was also one of the few places where no one looked askance when his eyes were sometimes red instead of their usual grey and where the waitresses could, and often did, defend themselves against problem customers, which just made his job that much easier.

"You want to start a tab or think it'll be just the one?"

Lup | TAZ: Balance | OTA

[litchy_lulu]

She's warming her bones by the fire, sometimes they're literally bones at that, depending on the light her face sometimes, often, was a bare skull with blue-green embers glowing in the eye sockets and her hands were likewise skeletal around her drink -something fruity and layered and possibly sparking occasionally- but one that was still being consumed just the same whether through naked teeth or via an actual mouth.

Gabreel King | OC | OTA

[malecompanion]

He's probably here as arm candy for one of the attendees to this fancy New Year's bash, but don't let that stop you from chatting him up, he's personable enough!

[ooc: happy to be your character's +1, or even just a random midnight kiss, go wild, I'll roll with it.]

Thor | MCU | OTA

[petrichorian]

If there's a revel to be had for the turning of the year, you really should just expect that he's going to be there. You can probably find him any number of places, enjoying good food and good drinks, playing any number of games, or sharing stories near the fire.

Prue | Gashlycrumb Tinies (sorta) | OTA

[wouldntbprudent]

She can most likely be found drinking or dancing, though if there's a fight she'll probably be the one in the middle of it, despite the fact that she always gets trampled when it comes to bar brawls.

Dean Winchester | Supernatural | Gen - OTA; anything Ship/Smut - M/F

[purgatorynback]

It's been a long year, hell it's been a long life for Dean. But when he walks into the bar something in him relaxes, glad to be out of his world for a little bit. He's been here before, knows the pony show that is this place.

There's a small trip by the bar to pick up a beer before he beelines it toward the couch to settle up by the fire. His boots end up on the small coffee table, legs stretched out in front of him with a groan as he lets himself relax a little. "This is definitely the life," he murmurs to no one in particular.

Though, are you near him? You can always respond.

Selena ❦ Mythology ❦ OTA

[feathersof]

Being a goddess, living as long as she has, she's been many places. This place has been one of them, so while she's surprised to find herself here she smiles after a minute and slips further into the tavern.

She'll slip behind the bar to tend for a little bit, a small sign in her cursive writing proclaiming that Cupid's Bow is the night's special, with a note about spending the end of the year, and the beginning of the new with a little love in your life.

Though, the later it gets, the closer it gets to midnight, she'll give up her shift to dance and celebrate the new year with everyone else.

[ooc: Catch her bar tending or dancing later in the evening. Take her up on the wickedly good drinks she's peddling, or something else. Or be her New Year Kiss.]

Zari Tomaz | Legends of Tomorrow

[zari]

[2042 timeline; police state; Zari's your go to anti-ARGUS hacker or she can help you get across the border if you're a metahuman.]

Rose Red | Ghost Quartet | OTA

[notme_anymore]

A sweet song floats above the noise, just barely. "Let me read you a story, let me read you a romance," it sings. "I will read, you will listen, and this terrible night will pass."

The singer, sitting on a stool and holding a weird instrument, seems to be getting ready for a good story sesh, or at least some nice music. A glass of whiskey sits on the floor by her feet. Her eyes, her genial little smile, seem to beckon you over. Care to listen?

(But really, while Rose isn't a party person, the happy New Years atmosphere is a welcome change of pace from the typical eternal-cycle-of-vengeance thing. Maybe next year will be better.)

[girlwhosnever]

A young woman -- blonde-ish, somewhere between sixteen and twenty, with a cigarette tucked behind her ear -- plops down onto the floor by Rose's stool and beams up at her.

"In the Roman style?"