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

[iseethings]

The beer given to him without question is appreciated. Reminds him of Jo a little bit. So he takes a slow sip, enjoying the taste before it slides down his throat.

He's seen people use magic here, he can't deny that it's real. Someone healed him the first day he arrived, and though he wasn't happy about it, he needed to know what the kid was capable of, what he was up against here in Wonderland. Plus, Rick has full confidence in his abilities to take care of himself, magic or not.

"This ain't the worst you've seen here, though is it?"

[luckynumberthree]

"The worst? Hell no," Simon scoffs lightly, propping himself up against the bar, his lips curving into a wry sort of smirk. "This one's mildly annoying and potentially painful if you're not careful, but the bad parts of it can be avoided easily enough. I'm not sure if I've seen the worst that's happened in this place. I've been here almost a year now. I think the worst event prize still goes to the Jabberwocky showing up and trying to eat us all. Although anytime the Mirror side gets involved in whatever is going on, things go to shit pretty quickly."

Simon has really bad luck when it comes to homicidal mirrors.

[iseethings]

He's been told about the Mirrors and the Jabberwocky, hard as it was to process at first. But even hearing about that thing trying to eat everyone, Rick just feels numb, mostly. He's cautious, of course, and if that thing tried to eat anyone he cared about, he'd fight like hell to stop it. But he's seen just about the worst anyone could see. Everything else is just...something to get through.

"I'm used to things tryin' to eat me. Back home, the dead try to do it everyday."

[luckynumberthree]

Simon's been hearing this more than usual lately and he arches an eyebrow in surprise, giving the man a once-over, intently curious. "You got zoms back home or are we talking a different kind of undead here?"

[iseethings]

"That's them," he nods once to confirm. "We call 'em walkers." He can't imagine there are too many people like them around here, and so he's curious, offers his name. "I'm Rick. Not sure if you've met Michonne yet? She's one of my people."

[luckynumberthree]

"The katana lady, yeah?" Simon supplies with a quick grin, relaxing against the bat a little, his posture relaxing slightly as he braces himself atop the counter. "Bumped into her one day outside. Think she mentioned you. We talked a bit. Figured out our zoms were a bit different from each other but still a bloody pain in the ass. I've got two people here, Sam Yao and the lady doc, Maxine. You been here long or still adjusting to all the crazy?"

[iseethings]

"That's her," he smirks a little. She carries that weapon around for a good reason, and the longer he's here, the more he thinks she should just never stop carrying it around. The events of the last day just affirm that for him. "I've met Sam and Maxine, too. Good people. Been here about a month. Crazy as this place is, I don't mind having food and a bed." He doesn't like being here against his will, but at least there are some perks.

[luckynumberthree]

"I think none of us that came from a world like we did mind that part of it. Or the hot showers. Or the magic closets. The Mirrors I could do without, but hey, nothing's perfect, right?" Simon quips, his lips quirking upwards in a faint smirk.