[OPEN] Bar-hopping like it's 1999.

[reno4prez]

Who: Reno and anyone who wants to have a good time!
What: Drinking our way across the districts on a not-so-Top-Secret mission to find the best night spots. Prose and action both welcome!
Where: Highcrest, Whitewood, Crystalden, Astralfield, Mallowhallow, and everywhere in between!
When: The night of 3/19 and into the wee hours of 3/20.
Warnings: Drunken debauchery, language.



[The video he'd posted to the network had gotten a great response, so as far as Reno's concerned, Mallow Hallow really can't be all that bad. Hell, he might be stuck here for the foreseeable future, but hey, at least he isn't trapped in some shitty world full of squares. He's more than ready to get out there and get his drink on, so once the sun starts to dip low in the sky, he sends out a mass text to everyone who'd responded to his network post:]

aight yall let's make this shit happen. meet up in highcrest at the three swords tavern and we'll go from there. look for the hot guy with the best fuckin hair ever, that's me!! oh and invite ur friends!!

[An additional text goes out to the network, issuing an open invite to anyone who might be interested in meeting up over the course of the night. Reno's looking forward to meeting Mallow Hallow's other fun lovers face-to-face, but the night will also give him the chance to scope out the different areas and get a feel for the general populace; he already has a few faces he knows to watch out for, and every bar holds the potential for information gathering.]



((Okay guys, here's how this is going to work: I'm going to post top-level comments for each bar that the group hits over the course of the night, along with one for traveling between districts, since trying to get from place to place while inebriated has the potential for hilarity as well. Characters can join up with or break off from the group whenever, so feel free to comment in any thread, mingle, tag around, thread-jack, and wreck havoc in general! You definitely don't have to have commented on Reno's video post to join -- everyone is welcome!

Also, sorry this log is so late in coming; I've been out of town and then busy with work, but hopefully people are still interested!))

Comments

Highcrest; The Three Swords

[reno4prez]

[The night starts off at a typical medieval tavern. The sign outside the door shows a coat of arms with three gleaming swords pointing skyward, and inside there are long tables with wooden benches running along either side. The bar serves ale, mead, some strong spirits, and platters of roast beast. Reno can be found lounging on a bar stool, chatting up a serving wench while keeping an eye on the door.]

[singsingbluesilver]

[He had left Kumagoro back in his rooms with a strict order to stay away from the network and any weird bunnies. The singer honestly never thought it wa a wrong thing to treat his stuffed rabbit like it was living, so the odd looks he sometimes get he just ignored. But for a night out on the town with endless bars in sight, he decided to act a bit more adultlike, especially since he had no idea what the night would end up like.

So bouncy through the door was a thin, short man wearing a loose blue shirt, designer jeans ad enough jewelry that could be lethal weapons under the right circumstances. He also didn't hesitate, jumping into the bar crowd and weaving his way over to Reno's spot, claiming himself a stool before turning around and sticking his hand out.

Yup. So very American, this little Japanese guy. ]

I still think those tattoos are cool.

[reno4prez]

[Reno's honestly kind of relieved when the kid he'd video chatted with turns up sans stuffed bunny and looking a little more grownup than he had before. Not that Reno isn't all about teaching youngsters to hold their liquor early, but he tends to prefer knowing what the laws actually are before he starts breaking them.]

[He shoots the kid an easy grin.] Weren't you sayin' you got some ink yourself?

[still_at_twenty]

You're nicely dressed.

[Ally is giving him a good look over especially when he sat near Reno. She can appreciate a fellow bar hopper]

Reno invited you too, huh?

[still_at_twenty]

[Ally happily plops down on a chair and yells at the bartender in a scottish accent for some reason:]

Your strongest ale and be quick about it!

[Medieval-style ale. This is going to be great.]

[reno4prez]

Careful. [Reno materializes at her side, leaning one elbow on the bar as he invades her personal space.] I hear the ale's strong enough to knock you off your feet... like a full meal in one drink, only ten times as potent.

Oh, god, the latest tag ever.

[yuukaihan]

[Kurama knows this bar well - perhaps surprisingly so, considering how little time has passed since they all first arrived here - so it's not much work to slip in unnoticed through the door, his hood up over his bright hair, and make his way to the bar. A quick hand signal has a tankard of ale sliding down the bar towards him, which he catches deftly with long, pale fingers.]

[still_at_twenty]

[For the moment, Ally is too busy being caught up on how pretty this newcomer is. That and she was having difficulty figuring out if Kurama was a man or a woman and it'd be embarrassing if she got it wrong, even if she was drunk.

... which just means she's spending an embarrassingly long time staring]

In-between; let's navigate these districts for great justice!

[reno4prez]

[So does anybody really know their way around this place yet? How are we getting from Point A to Point B? Speaking of which, did anyone actually bring a designated driver, or are we going to have to make sense of the train schedule when we can barely see straight? Who's that shady guy that keeps following us, anyway? Oh wait, that's Reno.]

Whiteweeod; Thyme Waterdrops

[reno4prez]

[As described by promotedpawn, this bar is located just up the fourth ladder to the left after entering the forest from Highcrest; hopefully nobody's too drunk to make it up (and back down) the ladders yet. The fairies who frequent this establishment are passive-aggressive rather than hostile, and no one is ever denied a drink... so you'd better pace yourself, because no one's going to cut you off, either. That said, be careful when ordering any of the "special" cocktails -- some of the ingredients can get you more than just drunk.]

... kinda late

[puppetcrumpet]

[this is where Bro has decided to join up with this drinking party. Of course, places up in the air are more interesting to the resident of a former high-rise apartment. Also the fact that it's up ladders presents an interesting challenge for when he's drunk enough to want to leave.

He'll just kind of appear with a drink in hand]

You're just ~fashionably~ late!

[reno4prez]

[Reno makes a beeline for Bro the moments he catches sight of blond hair and pointy shades. He appears at Bro's side, offering a lazy and looking incredibly pleased to see him.]

'Sup, Bro? Glad you could make it.

Crystalden; The Tower

[reno4prez]

[Taking up the top three floors of one of the tallest skyscrapers in the district, The Tower is more of a night club than a bar. This is one of the most hip night spots in the city, and the inside is sleek and futuristic; multicolored lasers slice through fog that fills the dance floor, the tables and chairs lighting up from the inside while superstar djs spin sick beats until the sun comes up.]

[anelegantmyth]

[She looks around, the champion did like the looks of this place but she was more focused on meeting up with the flaming red head that she met on the network. Though she did give up after about a few minutes of searching and instead, sat herself by the bar, ordered a drink and waited]

[reno4prez]

[It isn't long before Reno himself emerges from the throngs of people crowding the dance floor. His hair is tousled and his shirt halfway unbuttoned, his black jacket discarded long ago and more than likely lost forever. He's slightly out of breath -- in sore need of a break from dancing as well as a drink to refresh himself -- and so he makes his way towards the bar, just happening to push between people to stand next to where a particular blonde woman is sitting as he tries to get the bartender's attention.]

[still_at_twenty]

[having already been through a good number of bars, Ally is quite chipper. Bummed but perfectly chipper, really.]

Heeeellooo, friend.

[garwin]

[This was Reid's kind of place-better than Nickey's back home or any of the places he'd been to in Orlea. He's been doing well so far on not getting too drunk-because he knew what would happen then.

With that in mind, Reid could be found at the bar, facing the dance floor, and leaning his elbows back against the counter, a beer in one hand. As nice as drinking was, he was kind of thinking that dancing would be nice too. Even if he really wasn't...the most skilled...at dancing.]

[reno4prez]

[Reno, of course, has been over at one end of the bar, chatting up one of the bartenders. He seems to have done this at every place they've gone, and yet so far tonight he hasn't even been slapped once. He's on a roll.]

[When the bartender is called away to the other end of the bar, Reno grabs his drink and moves to join Reid, raising his glass in a mock toast.] So, what's verdict? Good night so far?

Crystalden; The Tower

[doctor_insano]

[Dr Insano meets the group in Crystalden and proceeds to perhaps stare a little too long at each individual instead of drinking anything. He thinks studying the effects of alcohol on others would be more productive than getting drunk himself. So he'll continue to follow the group around, taking occasional notes.]

[still_at_twenty]

Would you stop staring and do something else?

Astralfield; Down the Rabbit Hole

[reno4prez]

[Is this place kind of strange, or is that just the fairy dust kicking in from that cocktail you probably shouldn't have ordered back in Whitewood? Whatever the case, you have to crawl to get into this bar, the tight tunnel getting narrower and narrower before it opens up on a room with walls that are painted like a chessboard and slant in odd directions. There are flamingos and grinning cats dancing on pedestals, while various nooks and crannies offer pillows to sit on and a hookahs to smoke from if you dare, mirrored trays offering an assortment of bottles labeled, Drink Me.]

[irritating]

[ The hookahs were absolutely not intimidating to Apollo. As such, the woman was sitting cross legged on a pillow in front of the contraption as she inhaled from her pipe with a look of great concentration on her face.

The expression, however, was not long lasting. When she exhaled, she momentarily slipped into a combination of a cough and some laughter. ] Gods what the hell am I even smoking -- [ Apollo cut herself off by taking another long draw. ] Grape? [ She's pretty drunk at this point anyway, but she is on to something when she guesses grape flavouring! Remembering her half finished drink sitting beside her, Apollo then paused her use of the hookah to polish off what she could only assume was a whisky sour. Apparently knowing what she was smoking and drinking wasn't a priority to her anymore. ]

Mallowhallow; is anyone even still conscious?

[reno4prez]

[It's the end of the night, and what better district to end up in than the one where you can faceplant just about anywhere and find yourself passing out on a pile of pillows? By this point, many people have probably broken off from the group; some people might still be drinking, others disappearing into the depths of pillow land for some privacy with that new friend they made tonight. Is that the sun coming up?]

[singsingbluesilver]

[ It helps that he was so use to this kind of lifestyle. It helps that he starts out the day sounding like he had a few sips out of the backroom gin. It helps that he got his start as a singer in a nightclub where the drinks kept on coming even if the pay did not. He can certainly drink, although even his tolerance for alcohol was waving a white flag under the onslaught of drunken revelry.

Although if asked, he would blame it all on that stuff in that bar with the grinning cats. It tasted like rainbows and made his mind go flying away.

Yes, rainbows had a taste.

Anyways, have one very happy rock god clinging onto the person next to him, singing to himself in his native tongue and giggling at every little innuendo hidden in the lyrics. ]

[reno4prez]

[The world is spinning, and Reno honestly doesn't remember leaving the last bar. He's been stuck to Bro's side like glue for half the night and he's kept him in his line of sight for the other half, so he's relieved when he turns to find Bro walking next to him. He hasn't lost him; that's good.]

So where's your pad? [Despite the amount of alcohol he's had tonight, Reno's words are only the slightest bit slurred.] I still gotta see what this pillow house shit's all about. Sounds pretty crazy, yo.