{ 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!

Comments

[pilot05]

Heero couldn't help the laughter at that. Quatre. With a harem. It was hard enough for him to wrap his head around the idea of the petite blonde fucking, let alone fucking fourty large, strapping men.

Wufei snorted softly. "Not until now, I hadn't," he replied, watching them both with a faint smile. "The only harems in my culture are composed of women."

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Concubines, right?" Duo cocked his head to the side, pretty sure his memory was right there. But he was grinning, pleased he'd managed to get Heero to laugh. He pulled his hand away then and scooted to the edge of the sofa. "That you know of! Who's to say what was going on behind closed doors?"

[pilot05]

Wufei hummed in agreement. "Yes, and that sort of thing went out of practice centuries ago," lest they get any ideas. Though he supposed if he really wanted to tease them, he could call them his concubines. "I'm sure a house with too many women would be the talk of any town they lived in. My people love their gossip, and we tend to make it as overdramatic as possible," he grinned.

With a grunt, Heero relaxed into the sofa and nursed his cup of coffee. "Well, what's a male concubine called?"

[maxwellsdaemon]

"You don't wanna know." Duo grinned. "But I know they had eunuchs back then. Which makes my balls ache just thinkin about!"

He would have laughed if Wufei had suggested he was his concubine. It implied he was the tip of their little love triangle and Duo wondered about that. He liked to think they were all on equal terms. At least for now. Maybe he and Wufei a little more equal than Heero, but he'd get there.

[pilot05]

"Paramour," Wufei replied without missing a beat, settling into a seat with his own coffee and taking his time sipping at it. "I suppose technically that's the male form of mistress, but it's the closest thing you have in English," he slouched a little, sticking his legs out.

"I thought that was a band," Heero murmured, nursing his coffee.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo shot Heero a look. "You did not just say that..." He was learning so many new things about these guys. Like Heero knowing what music was!

"And... I like 'paramour' as a word, but when I looked this shit up I got 'concubinator' as the male concubine." He grinned cheerfully. "For obvious reasons the word stuck with me!"

[pilot05]

Heero shrugged defensively. "My dad liked old music," he muttered into his mug.

"Concubinator," Wufei repeated the word slowly, brows growing up. "I can't decide if it sounds more like a vegetable, an innuendo, a curse, or all three at once."

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Go with all three. More funny if you do that!" Duo laughed, but he kept shooting Heero little glances until he couldn't take it anymore.

"Hey, I'm just teasing..." He leaned back and lightly poked Heero's arm. "It's just...nice,i guess? Learning new things about you guys I'd never have guessed." it made them more real to him. More human. More approachable. "I always felt like the odd one out. Like you guys must have really hated me. I try to hard, say weird stuff. I know I drove you guys nuts. So I... I won't tease anymore, okay?" He'd try his hardest anyway.

[pilot05]

Wufei lifted a brow at Duo, head tilting a little. "Duo... Have you ever known me to be lacking in self control?"

Heero grabbed Duo's hand gently, settled their hands down between them. "You're weird interesting," he corrected. "I didn't hate you. Except at first." Brutally honest, that one.

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Huh? What?" had he said something bad? Had he mentioned Wufei's level of control in some way? Duo wasn't sure what he'd said, but he shook his head, even as Heero had gone and taken his hand and... Okay. Ouch. That hurt more than it probably should have.

So he laughed to cover himself.

"Sorry, look just blame my weird ass nonsense on too much coffee and not enough sleep!"

[pilot05]

Wufei snorted softly. "If I'm not lacking in self control, why would I have allowed myself to react so strongly to your little pranks if I did not wish to encourage you to play them?" He reached out with a foot to nudge Duo in the leg.

"It is very weird ass," Heero agreed. "But I like it."

[maxwellsdaemon]

"I dunno? You're a masochist?" Duo attempted to joke, but then choked on his words after hearing Heero's contribution to the conversation. Duo had blushed a bright red and for once was actually speechless.

[pilot05]

Wufei rolled his eyes. "Because I don't actually hate them," he corrected, nudging Duo's leg again.

If Heero noticed the blushing, he hid it will as he drank his coffee and let himself relax in the sofa.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo just pouted. The second time he was 'nudged' he shifted his leg and nudged right back.

"See? Masochist." But it was clear Duo was trying, and failing, to hold back his smile. He loved Wufei to bits and recognised he was trying to cheer him up. Duo wasn't even sure how he'd ended up with this line of conversation or feeling down about it. Maybe he really was just that tired? "But thanks, Wu."

[pilot05]

Wufei rolled his eyes, but he was smiling in reply. "You're welcome. Even if I'm holding the coffee hostage," he teased gently, and settled in to relax for the morning. Keeping an eye on both his troublemakers. Boyfriends. Same difference.

He was definitely grinning into his mug.

"I don't actually like pain," Heero mused. "But I'm used to it."

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo settled back too, again with a pout, though this time over he coffee. He really felt like he needed some more... Or maybe he could go and grab an energy drink instead? Wufei said he couldn't have coffee but not one of those!

"Dude, that..." Wasn't good, but then again wasn't it the same for them all? How often had any of them been hurt and carried on regardless. Duo sighed and just leaned himself against Heero's side. "It sucks that any of us had to get used to it."

[pilot05]

"There is plenty of tap water," he said lightly, as if he could hear Duo thinking about coffee or other, heavily caffeinated substances.

"Yeah," Heero agreed. "But better us than someone else," they'd known what they were getting into, all of them. At least on some level, anyway. They'd all had difficult lives already, were no strangers to pain and suffering, and if they could take more to make sure even worse didn't happen to others? As far as Heero was concerned, it was a worthwhile sacrifice.

But it did give him pause. "Did they do gene editing on you?"

[maxwellsdaemon]

"On me? Nah... Didn't need to. I've a high tolerance naturally... Well. Maybe not naturally... Growing up the way I did, you'd get used to a beat down or you died." And Duo was a survivor. What didn't kill him only made him stronger and more thirsty for revenge against those that hurt him. It was why, even under OZ torture techniques, he never did break. There was nothing they could do that hadn't been done by bigger and nastier people. Except maybe trying to publicly kill him. That had been a new one.

[pilot05]

Wufei hummed in agreement. "Part of learning martial arts is learning how to take a hit and keep going," he agreed, sipping at his coffee. "The only one of us that probably wasn't used to it before is Quatre, but even he'd seen battle before meeting Sandrock."

"It makes the pain distant for me," Heero replied. One of the reasons he'd been able to set his own leg and keep on going. It also made other things distant, but that was a conversation for another day.

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Quatre is a law unto himself." Duo chuckled softly. He didn't know how a guy like that got into this game, but despite his looks, Quatre was a tactical genius. He was tough. But soft. He didn't know the world the like a lot of them did. Hadn't experienced a lot of the horrors that they had. And for that Duo was actually glad.

Duo had been leaning against Heero, but at those words he'd turned a bit, enough so he could curl an arm around his middle, low enough not to bother his ribs.

"I wanna kill that bastard." He muttered darkly. "Who the hell would think doing that to a person was a good idea?"

[pilot05]

Quatre was peculiar, that much was certain, and Wufei would follow him whenever they needed to work together. He generally preferred to work alone, but there was no denying that the five of them together were nigh unstoppable. He glanced over at Heero. "Someone who thought of him as expendable," he said bitterly.

Heero grunted in agreement, lowering his head onto Duo's shoulder. "I did," he admitted. "He didn't do anything to me that I didn't agree to," and conveniently left out the way he'd been conditioned into doing whatever he was told.

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Then you're a dumbass." Duo muttered. He'd turned his own head to rest against Heero's chest and it was the stupidest thing he had ever done.

His eyes started to shut.

His body began to relax.

Duo tried to fight it, but was losing fast. He really was just so damn tired.

[pilot05]

"That's why he needs you to balance it out, smartass," Wufei teased, grinning into his cup as he watched Duo fade.

And Heero? Heero just looked halfway between bewildered and excited. And he wasn't going to move until he absolutely had to. Having Duo fall asleep on him was something he'd never expected and intended to savor while he could.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo might have said something witty and scathing back at Wufei, but Wufei would never get to suffer the humiliation of being put down so effectively by the great Duo Maxwell! Since he was fading fast.

In moments he had well and truly fallen asleep. A rare deep sleep where he was completely relaxed against Heero's side. Trusting in the others to keep him safe.

[pilot05]

And keep him safe they did. Though perhaps not in the ways Duo would have preferred. Heero refused to move, holding Duo and trying very hard to be as soothing a presence as possible. Which involved a lot of thinking nice thoughts and smiling like an idiot.

Wufei, on the other hand, was feeling a great deal better than he had in quite some time. So he cleaned the kitchen, got some potatoes and chicken in the oven, and then turned a movie on, volume kept low enough not to wake Duo, and settled in to watch.

When Duo woke, it was to the scent of roasted chicken smothered in herbs, potatoes roasted in the rendered fat, and asparagus steaming on the stove, where Wufei was in the process of plating everything up.