days of future past;

[venatoris]

Who: everyone, you're all invited
What: Grand opening of Rocky's
When: March 1 - or whenever, feel free to future date if you want
Where: Rocky's Bar

Content Warnings: Will be placed in subject line if necessary

© tessisamess

Dean will toss a post up on the network that is visible to all. It's just an ad for the place - a huge blinking gif that says ROCKY'S BAR, and a text under it that says 'GRAND OPENING MARCH 1, 7:00pm - ?'. There is a list of information available in the post, as well as normal opening times (12 noon), and closing (2am-ish). This is an open invite for the entire community to come check it out. All ages will be permitted into the arcade (and offered soft drinks/water from the bar) until 10pm, after that, they will be asked to leave the premises, and it becomes adult only.

Admission: Admission will be local 'currency'; a shiny rock, quartz or gemstone (or something similar) will pay for a night of drinks and games. Spices and things like salt/pepper are also acceptable.

Or, if you want to work a shift then throw down, same gig.

The place will be set up for a proper party - streamers, music pumping from a jukebox in a corner, though there is a playlist that is on shuffle unless someone picks something else. At the far end of the bar, through scattered tables and chairs, there is also a karaoke stage. Two microphones are set up, but there are more if there are enough in the party to warrant digging them out. For now, a Trench citizen is running the karaoke rounds (and will be doing so every Friday night until the position is otherwise filled), and should you want to sing, just write your name down in her little black book along with the song title, and she'll call you up when it's your turn.

There's a long banquet table of food against one wall that is being refreshed as needed by various Trenchies. It includes the following:

French fries
Onion rings
Nachos
Wings
Mozzarella sticks
Quesadillas
Chicken Sliders
Artichoke dip

Traveling downstairs and into the basement will take you to the arcade - there are tons of games lit by neon and blacklight, their siren song luring you right in. Pacman, DDR, Galaga, Asteroids, Frogger, etc are all there, as well as several pinball machines, ski-ball, a foosball and an air hockey table. If you dream it, it's probably there.

If none of that is your style, you can hit the bar, where Dean himself (and another Trench citizen) will be serving drinks - there's a Squid Special (a tequila shot and a beer), and three craft beers on tap - Cosmic Cowboy IPA, Fox Rye Lager, and Blue Ghost pale ale, all from Dean's own microbrewery.

(( ooc; this is an open/party style log where everyone can interact with everyone else. Don't feel the need to wait for Dean to serve you a drink, there is another Trench bartender helping him out until he hires someone else.

There ARE bouncers, but if your character is being a jerk, do let me know because Dean will step in and toss them out :3 If you have any questions, hmu pincurls! otherwise, have fun, mingle, and enjoy! ))

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dean winchester | supernatural | ota

[venatoris]

[ It's taken him most of the month to get this place ready to go - the idea had hit him not long after he'd arrived, and with nothing else on his hands but time, he'd thrown himself into it, enlisted as many specialists as he could to make it all happen by the first of March. He'd traded a lot of shit away, but it's worth it, he thinks. With the help of a few locals, he was able to speed the process up on his beer and have it ready to go in kegs for the opening. Where it would've taken a few months, it took weeks.

Magic is kinda cool when it isn't trying to kill him.

The grand opening itself is kind of nerve wracking; he isn't sure anyone will actually come, but the people he told about it seemed interested so that seems like a positive. Right at noon, the doors are unlocked, and Dean's behind the bar, ready to serve.

He can be found later taking a break by the food, a plate in his hand and a beer sitting on the table beside him, surveying the room and making sure no one's acting like a jackass. He will be in the arcade at some point as well, checking in on things, and just generally mingling with people and gathering opinions and feedback. ]

(( ooc; he will be mingling all over but if you have an idea for a starter hit me up! pincurls or gipsydanger#5340 on discord ))

Re: dean winchester | supernatural | ota

[imaglyphwitch]

Luz has been at the arcade for a solid hour and a half, whooping it up and eventually getting hungry enough to grab some wings, and then heads to the bar to approach the bartender. It's definitely something straight out of the typical bar fare as she'd expect, topped with pool and darts.

"Shirley Temple please," she says brightly. "Hey, I saw you when I came in. Is this your place?"

[venatoris]

Not a normal drink he makes, but easy enough - he did a lot of reading about mixed drinks and non-alcoholic ones before opening the doors.

"Yeah, it is. What do you think so far?"

It's Not a Titan Summon But Man Is The Arcade A Flashbang

[hammerbearer]

[A teenager- probably about sixteen or so- arrives to the party at some point during the daytime hours. Definitely not the age to be drinking (by most standards) but she's not here for the alcohol anyway.

Really it was the tame quality of the grand opening announcement including admission fees and a place to mingle that drew her in. Particularly a place to mingle without having to cover up head-to-toe and risk life and limb to socialize. After a few months of winter in Trench, Gaia is dying for some company she perceives as more 'normal'.]

What in the world...!

[ ..Because eventually she's drawn down to the lights and sounds of the arcade which is... calling it a shock to her senses would be an understatement. When Dean comes around to check on things, he'll see the girl a bit staggered, a cup of soda in her hand and trying to get accustomed to the multitude of machines playing through their default noises and flashing lights. And since he's conveniently present, he'll be the target of her question, which is spoken in an effort to be heard over the noise, maybe a little too robustly.]

I was told there were games down here, but are they all malfunctioning?

[ Gaia does have some exposure to higher technology so she gets that these are supposed to be game devices of some type. What is not comprehended is why even the ones not being played are releasing such a siren-song of cacophony. ]

[venatoris]

[ It's a sensory overload, that's for sure. Reminds him of his childhood, when he's slip away when Sammy was sleeping to play games, entertain himself for just a little while. Something fun, something meant for a kid instead of all the adult shit his dad dumped on him at age four.

He's surveying the place, checking things over, making sure no one's being a disruptive ass when he's spoken to. ]

What? No. They better not be.

[ He frowns, leans to check the closest one, pushes a few buttons. ]

No, they seem okay. Is one messing up on you?

[slayerskiss]

[Faith drops in front of the bar sometime toward the late afternoon. Her body posture is a little bit slumped and there's a worn look to her eyes. Still, she nods at him.]

Yo, can I get a whiskey? And uhh... wings. Lot of 'em.

Nice place, by the way.

[venatoris]

You got it.

[ That is a familiar look he's seen on himself, and he immediately pours a double and slides it over. ]

Thanks - people seem to like it, thank God.

[facultative]

[Anakin is staring intensely at one of the pinball machines when Dean is doing his rounds. He doesn't look up to check it's not another patron before speaking, automatically assuming it's a staff member.]

Do you win anything if you get the high score?

[Anakin likely wouldn't have come to this bar if he'd known who the owner was, but he also didn't pay attention to things so he only had himself to blame for this.]

[venatoris]

[ Dean's got a tray full of fresh onion rings in his hands that he's offering around like they're fancy hors d'oeuvres and not hand battered slices of onion.

He pauses when he's addressed, tipping his head from where he stands a little further back. ]

You'll get to put your name on the high score list. That's about it, though. Mostly just for fun.

[ Mercifully, Dean has zero recollection of what happened. ]

Bar

[righthemisphere]

[Raleigh has known Dean was up to something for a while now, big plans to resettle into town, always lugging this or that around, keeping extremely busy. And it's good, it's really good. He likes Dean and he wants the guy to have some focus and find his place. It's a relief, honestly.

The multiverse either really loves or just plain hates Dean Winchester. He's hoping this time it's a love.

But hey, look at all this hard work gone right. All that scavenging and scraping together. It looks great.

Don't mind a familiar shape sliding into a stool at the bar, leaning forward onto his elbows with a grin and a wolf whistle.]

Check you out, barkeep~

[venatoris]

[ It's better than moping, he figures. If he just sits around brooding all day, Claire's gonna end up kicking his ass or he's gonna walk back into the ocean, so this is a good compromise. Or something. He's been extremely busy going back and forth to the bar, taking things over, setting up, encouraging his shit to grow so he can trade it for various supplies.

He's gonna owe every damn local in town a million favors after this. Fuck.

Worth it, though. The original bar he'd found hadn't been in horrible shape, so he figured it had been left to sit for about six months or so. Nature hadn't really taken hold yet, but it wasn't too far off. He'd been able to salvage a lot, enlisting locals to help out and throw things together. It's all paid off though, and he flashes Raleigh a smile as he pours him a whiskey and slides it right over. ]

I make tired bartender look great.

arcade

[everyrosehasits]

[Rose had never seen the like of it before. So many flashing lights, so many colors, so much noise! It was nearly overwhelming. It reminds her of how people described a circus (not that she'd ever been to one, they were frightfully "common" for a lady of her station), something new and exciting to see no matter where she turned.

she watched someone play a motorcycle racing game, one where the players had to sit on an actual arcade motorcycle with the controls built in. it looked like fun. and she was wearing her jeans (not workman's denim, she'd finally been corrected of that) and she wanted to play.

that was when she noticed Dean and waved him over]

This looks like a game best done by friends, so...let's play?

[venatoris]

[ He saunters right on over, hands in his pockets, grin on his face. Seeing peoples reactions to the place has been the most fun piece of this, honestly - so many were from a world that didn't have anything of the sort, and the awe on their faces was worth the effort. ]

Oh yeah, these are awesome. It's like a racing game -- let's do it.

[explosion]

While Wanda's gotten used to being in crowded and loud places, she still finds them completely overwhelming. All the voices, all the people... even if she didn't have the gift (and curse) of telepathy, she'd still find herself overwhelmed. This Maximoff is an introvert.

And this Maximoff is now alone again.

She remembers she had once shared with Dean that Pietro was here. While he may not remember that, Wanda does. It'd be nice to spend some time with a familiar face, even if that familiar face doesn't find her so familiar.

It's the simple things.

Wanda slips into Rocky's Bar and tries to keep to herself and be as small and quiet as possible. After she takes it all in and happens to find Dean, she invites herself to his table with a small plate of food.

Standing, she smiles and teases, "Should I now call you Rocky Squid? Is Dean Squid no more?"

[venatoris]

He's working on faces becoming more familiar, at least - especially the ones who seemed to be important to him, and who he was important to in return. It's...weird, but kinda nice to know he actually had a crapload of friends. How he managed that he isn't terribly sure, but he's not about to kick 'em to the curb.

It's been a long time since Dean had friends.

He grins at Wanda when she appears by his little table, gesturing for her to take a seat.

"I dunno, they both have a certain ring to them, don't you think?"

[azurestar]

[Are deer allowed in your arcade, Dean? This deer got overwhelmed by a lot of stuff opening day of your arcade. He got accidentally caught up in the streets when he was spooked and he saw your barcade and instinct brought him in the door. Safe place. Arcade is safe.

He's just come in the door, looking around a bit startled and nervous, ears twitching and the three stars hanging between his antlers twinkling erratically. He looks mystical and intelligent but definitely anxious and… curious about this place.]

[venatoris]

[ uh

He isn't. Really sure what to make of what he's seeing. Like, what does he do? Shoo it out? It's cute and all mysteriouso, but?? an animal??? around food???? ]

Um. Buddy?

Arcade/Karaoke

[imaglyphwitch]

VIDEO GAMES
"OHMUHGOSHITSANARCADE!"

Understand that arcades were not something that Luz grew up with: her mother had to tell her about such things like driving out to find them, getting game tokens and playing games for cheap prizes. Having a home console simply didn't sound the same as loading up on bad junk food and crowding around a good beat 'em up. Luz gives her admission and is already all over Pac-Man and Galaga.

A little later though? You'll see the supposedly more mature Luz knee deep into DDR, making moves one would not think that the accident-prone girl was able to execute.

Then again, seeing Luz on her staff, you'd assume she has way more familiarity with being fluid than you'd think.

If it's late in the night, Luz has now taken to Karaoke and currently belting out the hits, occasionally sipping her favorite drink, a bright Shirley Temple. If she's really into it, she'll be doing some of her own choreography too.

Mature indeed.

Arcade

[slayerskiss]

That reaction is kind of adorable. Faith trails after her and watches her play Pac-Man with small amused smile on her face. Then, as Luz gets up to go play something else, Faith approaches properly and jerks a thumb towards another machine toward the back.

"Bet you one entire rock that I can kick your ass at Street Fighter."

Re: Arcade

[imaglyphwitch]

Luz was approached by miss cool herself Faith and comes up with an interesting proposition. She hasn't played in a while, but she had family members who've shown her the ropes.

"Interesting. Who's your character?"

Karaoke

[everyrosehasits]

Rose was drawn in by the karaoke. She couldn't sing worth a whit herself, but seeing the young woman so obviously enjoying herself made Rose smile.

Even though she was a little confused by the wording of some of the songs. What on Earth did it mean to come in like a wrecking ball? That sounded both dangerous and destructive.

Unless those two things were the point?

In a gap between songs, Rose chose to go up and introduce herself. "Hello, I'm--well, I hope you don't mind my gawking. But it looks like you're having so much fun!"

Re: Karaoke

[imaglyphwitch]

Luz was not a girl for holding herself back, and though she did give a stab at some of the more contemporary hits, like Mabel she tended to linger in the eighties a bit. Once she'd done a few songs, she was taking a drink of water when she was approached by a rather pretty young woman that look straight out of a magazine in the early twentieth century.

Or was she reading that wrong? Something about her seemed like it was in a time capsule.

"Oh no, not at all! I love this kind of stuff! You're doing pretty good too! Wanna try for a duet? I have the perfect song!"

[eudaimonikos]

[Michael doesn't usually have a great deal to do at bars - he doesn't eat and he's fairly indifferent towards drinking. But he's always sort of liked the vibe! He worked in one for nearly his entire stint at Deerington, and it was always nice to sort of hang out and see people. So when a new Sleeper-run place opens, he goes along to check it out!

There's plenty of other activities here, which is great for him! He spends a decent amount of time at karaoke, belting out various chart-toppers from the 2010s or so with a lot of enthusiasm. He's not a singer, but he's not terrible! Anyone he knows is liable to be lightly hectored:]

Oh! Hey! You wanna do a duet?

[Otherwise, he goes to the arcade. Turns out he's actually pretty darn good at DDR! Look at him go!]

[demonicbeauty]

[It's Dean's bar. Of course Ariadne is going to scope it out. Even if her relationship with Dean is in a slightly strange place, she still loves him like a brother. She'll show her support in any way, big or small.

And yet, somehow, it's Michael who ultimately grabs her attention right away. After the many courts of the realm, she's used to seeing singers perform.

She's not quite accustomed to Michael's performance style, though. And finds herself utterly fascinated by his enthusiasm, if not his talent.

When he finishes his latest song, she claps for him.]

[unphase]

[she's always on the lookout for new bars, new nightclubs, new places to go to have fun. if Trench was divided between practicality and pleasure, she knew whose side she was on.

hence, she's wearing a white slip-dress with lace edging the bottom and a black fur wrap. the wrap is mostly for show since she's a coldblood and the bitter Trench winter didn't bother her one bit.

when Michael asks if she wants to do a duet, she grins, saying,] Sure. Just so long as I get to pick it out. [and winks playfully]