Omega

Who: Mac and Edie
Where: Simon's place
What: Massive closeted denial and mutant bear attacks
When: August 18th

( You're a man! You should want to have sex with me. Lots and lots of it. What the hell is going on? )

Who: Quinn, Edie, Mac, Coby. Open to anyone else who feels like stopping by the bar!
What: Drinking, friending, awkwardly interacting
Where: The bar
When: August 1st

( I want to go out. )

Who: Mac and Coby
What: Figuring each other out… Or maybe mostly making out.
Where: The lake
When: July15th

( I ain't good at sharing or mindreading, so if you pussyfoot around a question, you're not going to get the answer you're looking for. )

Who: Mac and Edie
When: June 18th (backdated)
Where: hospital

( You'll be like that big, goofy, green one )

Who: Mac and Coby
What: Fireworks in the sky and in the bar.
Where: The bar and outside.
When: July 4th

( Coby wasn't exactly a hardened criminal in college, but he was a frat boy, which was close. )

Who: Mac and Coby
Where: The Clinic
When: June 17th (backdated)

( Coby must've been a lot sicker than he was, because moving took more effort than anything he'd done so far in his life, but this guy was hopping around like an angry-looking bunny rabbit. )

Who: Ghost and Mac
When: shortly after Ghost's arrival
Where: The Normal Bar
Why: Ghost needs to be less sober.

Ghost wandered towards the Normal Bar, in search of solace in the form of White Horse Whiskey. Ever since he'd learned of Dylan Thomas, drinking himself to death at the White Horse tavern on 18 straight shots of whiskey to celebrate each of his 18 poems - Ghost had drunk nothing but. He could only hope that this strange pop-o-matic bubble of a town still contained such delicacies. He pushed open the door, and peered inside.

Mac was fiddling with the jukebox, and managed to figure out how to rig it to play without charging. What was the point? The economy was nonexistent, as far as he could tell. He'd just finished setting the thing to random when the door opened. He turned catching sight of a young man who was peering int he door. "Hey," he said, heading back to stand behind the bar. "How's it going?"

"The world is ending outside the bubble, so ... bad? But here, not-so." Ghost padded the rest of the way into the bar, absorbing the atmosphere of the place as he walked, touching tables and chairs as he passed them. "Do you have white horse whiskey?" he asked, in his whisper-thin voice, tilting his head to the side to contemplate the barkeep.

( Drunk and dreaming... )

Who: Bazzer & Mac
Where: the bar
Why: because Bazzer needs a drink!
When: Today!

( Viva La Vida )