{ The Walk Into A Bar Meme }

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 The Walk Into A Bar Meme!


The bar's a comfortable place, where everyone knows you just have to walk up, give the bartender a smile, and order up a drink. Everyone goes to a bar sometime, whether to pick up a companion for the night, to pick up a friend, or pick up a drink. You never know the story behind the guy sitting next to you, or the bartender. But that's what bars are for, aren't they? To learn about the guy on the stool next to you, drinking his gin and tonic.

So what do you do in a Walk Into A Bar meme?

1. Comment here with your character and their canon in the subject line. 
2. Hit RNG for a number between 1-15.
3. Tag someone else using that number as your character's reason for coming to the bar.
4. Profit!

So, what's your poison?

1. Sex on the Beach - You're here at the bar for one reason and one reason only, to find some company for the night. It might help, to buy them a drink first. But then they might throw that back in your face...

2. Tonic and Gin - Life's been one disaster after another lately, and the only thing that makes it easier is the sweet numbing taste of alcohol...

3. Midori Sour - Your friends dragged you out here and they've suddenly abandoned you for some rock star in the VIP lounge. Are you bitter? Maybe. Or maybe you'll just use the opportunity to flirt with the cute bartender...

4. Shirley Temple - You got a call five minutes ago asking you to come to the bar to pick up your too-intoxicated friend/brother/sister. But now that you're here, theydon't seem to be anywhere to be found...

5. Poolside Pleasure - There's nothing like being on vacation in a tropical paradise, is there? And what better way to soak in that tropical vibe than to swim up to the Tiki Bar for a relaxing fruity drink with a paper umbrella?

6. Moonshine - Maybe you're underaged. Or maybe the bar isn't exactly what you'd call legal. Whatever the reason, you're not supposed to be here, but you are, and while you're here, might as well get something to wet your whistle, right? Just be careful not to get caught...

7. Hair of the Dog - Last night was... do you even remember last night? Probably not, given the wicked hangover pounding in your head right now. Well, nothing cure a hangover like having a drink in the morning to take the edge off, right?

8. Champagne - Something great has happened! Did you get a promotion? Kill your nemesis? Whatever it is, you feel great and it's time everyone celebrated with you. A round of champagne on the house!

9. Shaken, not Stirred - To everyone else, this is a regular bar, but not to you. You know you're here to meet a clandestine contact, an enemy informer or a secret spy. Better play it cool and keep your eyes open...

10. Sunken Pirate Ship - You've been out on the high seas for months, and finally made it into port with your pockets full of gold. What're you going to do first? Drink that gold away or buy some company for the evening? You can do both at the bar...

11. Punch in the Rain - You're the bouncer of this bar and you think the guy sitting next to you has probably had too much to drink. Maybe it's time to cut them off. Hopefully they'll go easy, huh?

12. Bartender - Everyone who walks through the door has a story to tell, and you're the guy they love to tell those stories to. Are you the type to listen, or the type to slip a little something extra into their drink in hopes that they shut up about their sob story?

13. Absinthe - Whatever it is you just drank didn't seem to agree with you. And at the corner of your eye you keep seeing this bright green faerie... Is everything happening around you reality, or have you slipped into some kind of hallucination?

14. 357 Magnum - Did you just insult my mother? Whether or not they did, you sure think so, and you know what's the best way to settle things in a bar? With a bar brawl, of course!

15. Happy Hour - Anything goes! Got another scenario you want to play out, this is the place for it!

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[pilot05]

He giggled warmly, nuzzling his face into Duo's shoulder a little. For as awful as the night had started, it had taken a positively delightful turn. "You're warm," he murmured, as if he hadn't expected it, or maybe he wasn't talking about temperature, it was hard to tell with how drunk and sleepy he was. And there were his eyelids, drooping steadily lower.

[maxwellsdaemon]

"What can I say? I'm hot stuff." He teased, unable to help himself. It was the perfect set up.

It was about then that Duo realised Wufei was leaning against him a little heavier than before. A glance to the side told him what he's suspected. "Hey, try and stay with me. We're almost there. Just a few more minutes." The area was a little more run down now, fewer street lamps. But it was also quieter. Perfect for a place to hide a couple Gundam Pilots.

[pilot05]

Wufei giggled a little at Duo's comment, only to groan in protest when he was told to stay awake. He sighed heavily, reaching up to rub at his eyes. "Okay," he replied, forcing his eyes open. He'd always been good at following orders, even as a child. He was quiet, snuggled up to Duo like this, but he managed to keep his eyes open as he waited for them to arrive. Showering was going to be something of a challenge.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Just as he'd promised, a few minutes later had him pulling up to a non-descript little house in the middle of a street. He'd turned the headlights off a little ways back, as well as the engine and had coasted the rest of the way before bringing the car to a stop.

"We're here. You good, Wu?" Duo leaned away a little so he could look down at the other pilot. "Think you can make it inside?" If he needed to he'd carry him, but if he could walk that'd be better. And probably less embarrassing for Wufei.

[pilot05]

He pulled away to stretch as the car finally rolled to a stop, letting out a long sigh. "I think so," he replied, unbuckling himself and pushing open the door. He staggered getting out, but once he had his feet under him, he managed to walk without much issue. It wasn't a straight line, but it got him to the door.

And inside, there was Heero, parked on the couch standing watch. He was silent, as they came in, the glow of his laptop screen illuminating his face from below.

Wufei waved at him absently, and staggered in the direction of the bathroom, hopefully to shower.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo was quick to lock up the car and just as quick to get to Wufei's side. He had the door open for him and followed him inside. A strange sense of disappointment hit him when he realised they weren't actually alone, then annoyance that Heero had stayed when he'd told him to go.

Wufei waved. Duo glared, but the look melted away as he watched Wufei head up to the bathroom. This time he didn't follow, but he did prop himself up by the bottom of the stairs leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. From here he was sure he'd be able to hear Wufei if his drunken ass fell in the shower.

[pilot05]

It wasn't long before the sound of the shower started, and Heero finally spoke. "03 and 04 evacuated an hour ago. Is he compromised?" His voice didn't give away anything as his fingers clacked away on the keyboard once more.

[maxwellsdaemon]

"I told you to go." Duo replied mildly, tone not reflecting just how pissed off he was by the fact that Heero really hadn't trusted him enough to deal with this on his own.

"He's drunk. He's dealing. He'll be fine after he sleeps." He summed up Wufei's condition in as few words as he could, his eyes remained focused on the top of the stairs, listening out for any signs that Wufei might need help. But also as an excuse not to look at Heero otherwise he'd just yell at him. Or take off his shoe so he had something to throw at him.

[pilot05]

"He has a history of overreacting," Heero said, glancing up at Duo. "There was a chance he would become violent," and while he knew damn well Duo could handle himself, he also knew Wufei could probably kick Duo's ass if properly motivated.

He looked up the stairs for a moment, but apparently he had all the information he wanted, because he turned his gaze back to his laptop. A few minutes later, he shut the laptop down, went about stowing it in a bag, then hefted that onto his shoulder. "Next mission was pushed out a week." He hesitated, glanced at the stairs again. "Take care of him." And then turned on his heel, heading for the door.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Wufei was only a risk to himself. And while a fight Wufei might win... Duo wasn't a push over. He'd hold his own long enough to get through to the other. Or he'd just end up dead and haunt them all. But he'd known it wouldn't have come to that.

Duo gave a low little laugh. "So, what? You were worried about me?" Now he looked away from the stairs to cast Heero an amused sort of look. "I'll make sure he doesn't self-destruct."

[pilot05]

Heero hesitated again, meeting Duo's gaze for a long moment as he frowned. "The social dynamic is unpredictable." Yes, he'd been worried. He nodded when Duo promised to look after Wufei, and turned to leave.

Upstairs, the water stopped, there were a few quiet curses in Mandarin, and the water started back up again.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo's smile faded a little. Okay, that was weird... But he didn't stop Heero from leaving. What was the point in trying to get a straight answer from him? Duo just shrugged and, when he heard Wufei, he turned and head up to see what was going on.

"Everythin okay in there?" He called and lightly knocked on the door.

[pilot05]

Heero rearmed the security system on his way out the door, and then they were alone again.

"Yes," Wufei growled, as the water turned off again. A few more minutes and he emerged, hair hanging around his face like silk, a flush on his cheeks, down his neck and over his chest. The towel was tucked around his hips, a little frown on his lips. "My hair was slimy."

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Slimy?" Duo cocked his head to the side, not getting it but not sure if he should be questioning it. Wufei was looking kinda cranky. "Looks fine now. Heero's just left so take your pick of the rooms. I'll grab a shower too..." Get his own slimy hair cleaned.

[pilot05]

"Conditioner," Wufei explained, reaching up to touch his hair and double-check that he'd actually remembered to rinse it out when he got back in. Yup, clean as a whistle. Didn't stop him from being annoyed at himself, though.

"Okay," he agreed, and headed down the hallway. The first door he found was a bedroom and that was where he went, leaving it hanging open and quite literally face-planting into the pillow, still in just his towel. He didn't even have the brainpower left to crawl under the blankets, out like a light almost instantaneously.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo wasn't long at all. He washed his hair and gave the rest of himself a scrub before getting out and drying off. He wrapped his hair up in a towel turban style and lashed another around his waist before leaving the bathroom to hunt down his pack and some fresh clothes. On seeing Wufei, he paused. An affectionate little smile curved his lips and he stepped inside the room just long enough to get Wufei covered up. Then he left.

He'd kept the door open, and kept his own door open once he'd changed and dried his hair. Only then did he drop down onto he bed he'd chosen. Duo lay on his back, replaying a few key scenes from the night, before he finally drifted off to sleep.

[pilot05]

Wufei didn't rouse at all as he was covered up, but it was a good thing Duo took the time, because that towel worked its way to the floor over the course of the night.

When morning came, there was a sound reminiscent of old zombie films from his room, as he pulled a pillow over his head and attempted to smother himself, possibly to death.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Luckily Duo was an early riser. He was up and cooing breakfast of a simple porridge, since he wasn't entirely sure what Wufei would be able to keep down.

Even over the low sound of the radio he had playing, he heard Wufei. So he took the pan off the heat and switched everything off to go and check on him.

When he got to the bedroom he gave a light knock on the door but didn't enter. "How're you doing? Think you're up to eating? I've a fresh pot of coffee and painkillers downstairs with your name on em."

[pilot05]

Wufei groaned again, but managed to pick his head up, leveling a miserable, bloodshot gaze on Duo. "If it's bland," he agreed, blinking slowly as his head pounded like an entire marching band had stashed itself inside his skull. "Whatever I did last night... I am both profoundly sorry and extremely grateful." He didn't remember much, but some would probably come back when the hangover finally eased up. "Where are my clothes?" He was at least aware enough to realize he was naked, and thus was able to avoid sitting up and flashing Duo.

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Uh, hold on." Duo darted off and returned a few minutes later with Wufei's belongings. He set them by the bed with a grin and headed back out.

"Porridge good enough for you? It's no congee but it's bland enough. Come on down when you're ready." Duo called this over his shoulder and made his way back to the kitchen with a sad sort of feeling. He'd known that Wufei probably wouldn't have remembered, so it was fine. It was just unfortunate.

[pilot05]

By the time Duo returned, Wufei had gathered the towel and used it to preserve his modesty as he sat up. "Thank you," he said, rubbing a hand down his face. "Porridge will be good," and if it came back up... At least it was bland.

When he was alone again, he took his time dressing, and eased his way down the stairs, eyes squinted mostly closed, following the scent of coffee to the kitchen and slouching onto a stool. He watched Duo for a few seconds before he finally spoke. "Did I really propose to you?" he asked, every word bouncing in his head like a very angry marble.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo had a mug of coffee already waiting and was just spooning porridge into a bowl when Wufei sat down and asked his question. He almost dropped the bowl when he burst out laughing.

"The hell?" he laughed some more and grabbed up the mug. Both were carried over to the table and set down, then painkillers fished from his pocket. The packet was placed by the coffee mug. "If it helps, I was a gentleman and rejected the offer until I was wined and dined. We didn't find the nearest Elvis impersonator to get hitched. You're still single." He held up his hand as proof. No ring.

[pilot05]

He smiled a little at the reaction, snorting as he plucked up the packet of pain killers, even though the sound made him wince. "What a relief," he replied dryly, taking the pills and washing them down with coffee. "Saves us the trouble of getting an annulment when we're not even old enough to marry in this country, anyway," but he was thanking all his ancestors it was Duo who had found him. He had no doubt Duo was well versed in handling drunks and not taking anything they said too personally. "I expect you'll regale me with tales of my misdeeds and drunken ramblings, hmm?" he asked, and despite the hangover that soft smile from the night before was back, and pointed straight at Duo again.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo was all set to laugh it off when he caught sight of that smile. That... wasn't a smile a sober Wufei had ever given him. And it made him wonder if Wufei actually remembered or not...

He cleared his throat and straightened up to turn and go back to the stove. He spooned some of the porridge out for himself and took the few seconds with his back turned to Wufei to gather his wits. By the time he'd turned back to approach the table, his smile was firmly in place.

"Lets see..." Duo sat and grabbed up the syrup to add a little to the hot, steaming porridge. "There was the guy who bumped into the jukebox and accidentally started a song playing. You jumped up, cried that it was 'your jam' and got up on the bar to dance. I never realised you knew the Macarena!" He never lied, but he could spin a good tale. Littered with hints of the truth enough to sound convincing. "You know the whole proposal part so I'll skip that. I took you to eat after you painted the sidewalk with your stomach contents. You proposed to the waitress too. And the trucker at the counter." Duo sighed dramatically. "If I'd known you wanted a harem I woulda played more hard to get!"

[pilot05]

He lifted a brow, nursing his coffee as he listened, chuckling as he set it down. "Hey, Macarena," he replied, taking his spoon and stirring his bowl of porridge. "I doubt I would've woken up quite so pleased with myself if all of that had actually happened," he pointed out. "Well, except the puking. I think I remember that," he wrinkled his nose, and took a bite. Thankfully, it went down without making him queasy, and the syrup had him letting out a happy hum. "What is that stuff?" he gestured with his spoon at the syrup. "It tastes familiar."