Open Bar Post for the duration of the event

[luckynumberthree]

Who: Anyone!
Where: The temporarily-relocated bar, now in a 1st floor tea room until the fifth floor becomes inhabitable again.
When: The duration of the event
Rating: ???
Summary: With the fifth floor being overrun by Silent Hill shenanigans and weird unfortunate afflictions, the bar staff has temporarily relocated to the first floor until they can return upstairs. Unfortunately, they're still cursed by the unfortunate truth-telling side effects. Drink and Tell at your own risk.

The Story:
The bar has weathered a lot of events in Wonderland, and will no doubt weather a lot more, but between the recent string of murders (Thanks, Dean Winchester) and the current vivid atmosphere on the fifth floor, everyone had agreed that finding somewhere a little less terrifying to get drunk was a requirement until things got sorted and back to normal.

Of course, moving locales doesn't seem to free them from the new geas of truth-telling that's seemed to invade anywhere in the mansion that nourishment is offered. That's not enough for them to close their doors, though. In fact, Simon's all for this, because he thinks it could provide some pretty amusing interesting revelations. And as he is the one most visible in the bar for the next few days, he could use some of that. Jo's still recovering from her attack and he might still be over-protectively fussing just a little.

He's his typical welcoming self to anyone who wanders in for some alcohol, however, always ready with a drink and likely some inappropriate humor. Delve into deep truths at your own risk, however.

Comments

[goesdown]

"I am." He nods along at her words. Reapers must be different in her world. He's not going to question it after the whole demons-are-fallen-angels thing he got from the other Crowley.

"But I wonder why she wouldn't have taught my sister. I think she'd always wished I was a girl." He squinted, trying to puzzle out his thoughts. His mother left when he was eight. How could he even have been there for another sibling when he was older? He hasn't seen her since, has he?

He rubs his temples. "My head hurts."

[akapeanut]

"That's surprising." George realizes that sounds a little odd, so she adds, almost compulsively: "I mean, you haven't been drinking. Not enough, anyway. Especially if your mom wanted you to be a girl. That sounds like the kind of shit that'd get someone drinking forever."

She muses on that idea. Someone wanting not one, but two daughters. "God, my mom wasn't, like, happy when I died, obviously. But I kind of don't think she ever wanted two daughters. My sister and I were so dramatic. Dramatic in different ways, of course, and it's sort of hard to blame Reggie for being dramatic after her sister died in a horrible accident, but you know. Still."

George takes a sip of her drink. "Wonder why Wonderland never gives me memories of them. Haven't seen them in..."

Huh.

She isn't actually sure. And she used to check on them so often, back home. It couldn't have been more than a month before she came to Wonderland, she never went that long. And yet...she's pretty sure the last time she saw them was somewhere near the fourth of July. That's...not right, is it?

[goesdown]

"Well, I was an only child." He frowns. "I mean I came... first."

He feels like he's having a real Dawn Summers moment here. Where had the sister come in? When had his mother even come back? It might look a bit like he's having some sort of fit on the outside as those thoughts filter through his head.

Finally, he looks to George as if she'll have all the answers to everything.

"Do I have a sister?"

[akapeanut]

George stares at him. Takes a swig of her drink. Puts it back down.

"I have no fucking idea."

[goesdown]

Crowley purses his lips. "Neither do I."

Wonderland. It has to be something this wretched place is doing to his brain.

"It's the strangest thing. I can remember visited them at a grave, but I haven't the faintest idea of when my sister was born."

[akapeanut]

"Grave? As in her grave?"

Did Crowley have a sister and kill her? That sounds like a demon-y thing to do. He seems pretty torn up about not knowing if she's real, though.

[goesdown]

It takes him a moment to think. Whose grave had that been?

"No, it was mine." That makes enough sense. Crowley remembers dying, but he doesn't remember anyone being there to care about it other than Lilith and she'd been there to welcome him to the other side.