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Simon Lauchlan ([personal profile] luckynumberthree) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2015-03-21 02:07 pm

Open Bar Post for the duration of the event

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.

[personal profile] first_demon 2015-03-25 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
She gives a huff, shaking her head. "You're punishing me for following Lucifer's plan. You claim you've moved on, but you're still angry at me. What do you want me to say?" The words are pulled from her again, the truth spell stronger than her own frustrations.

"I made a mistake! A miscalculation! I thought I could begin the apocalypse and then escape having to ante up for Lucifer. Sam didn't take the bait and I had no other choice! A deal's a deal!" She bit out the words, trying to keep them still inside.

"Fine, Crowley. Advise me then. How do we remove the mark from Dean?"
goesdown: (Fools and charlatans they may get wise)

[personal profile] goesdown 2015-03-25 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Has anyone tried cutting off his arm?" He turns back to the door again. "That's where I would start if I hadn't agreed to keep my distance and I actually cared."

He pauses at the door as he pulls it open.

"I have moved on. That's the point. You're several years dead and I've changed."

[personal profile] first_demon 2015-03-26 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Deep down though, you'll always be that man that I met at the crossroads. The one that I made a deal with and who radiated sadness in his soul. We were partners and no matter how many years passed, it's not taking away the fact you started this journey with me."

She teleported back to her room, not wanting to hear a denial or see a look of disgust on his face. She opened up far more than she wanted and Crowley's words hurt her. She needed time to lick her wounds.