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mayfield_logs2012-03-16 10:18 pm
downtoearthpony) wrote in mayfield_logs2012-03-16 10:18 pm
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*sigh* Times are tough. [OPEN]
Who: Applejack and any friend who could show up (initially)
Where: Applejack would have tracked down which watering hole isn't drone run
When: And again, a time when a drone isn't bar-tending so she and her friends aren't kicked out
What: Hey, not everyday is filled with apples, rainbows, sunshine and magic, you know. Ponies can get sad as well. Having some cider with friends is a good way to feel better.
Warnings: None to start, but this will be open, and alcohol will be involved.
((OOC: This is literally a huge open "Drowning your Sorrows" log for folks. Anybody who just wants to sit at the bar and drink away their cares is welcome to post. Want to tag someone who is crying into their beer? Go ahead. Want to get so hammered you try to lead the room in a drinking song? Give it your all! Think of it as pre-gaming for St. Patrick's day.))
((Update note: Do feel free to thread-jack and talk to others, after all this is a bar!))
[Applejack is a trooper, and when things turn bad, she bites the bit and merely fights back in the most straightforward way she knows how. This doesn't mean she's too busy to not feel sad about how things are going. Just that she's able to put on a brave face or distract herself with more important tasks.
But if anything, the reappearance of Bloomberg in the house she's staying at yard has driven the fact that she has friends and family still elsewhere and making her pretty homesick.
And when you're feeling down and in the dumps, it's usually best to follow the age old tradition of drowning your sorrows with a drink or two. Though Applejack actually invited her friends, as sharing cider with them while talking about what bugs her might help cheer her up. So after checking around and making sure they wouldn't be thrown out by a drone, Applejack shows up at the pub and grabs a stool at the counter while she waits for others to show up. When the bartender looks her way, she tries to flash a smile before speaking up.]
Hey barkeep, got some cider? Ah could really use a large mug right about now.
Where: Applejack would have tracked down which watering hole isn't drone run
When: And again, a time when a drone isn't bar-tending so she and her friends aren't kicked out
What: Hey, not everyday is filled with apples, rainbows, sunshine and magic, you know. Ponies can get sad as well. Having some cider with friends is a good way to feel better.
Warnings: None to start, but this will be open, and alcohol will be involved.
((OOC: This is literally a huge open "Drowning your Sorrows" log for folks. Anybody who just wants to sit at the bar and drink away their cares is welcome to post. Want to tag someone who is crying into their beer? Go ahead. Want to get so hammered you try to lead the room in a drinking song? Give it your all! Think of it as pre-gaming for St. Patrick's day.))
((Update note: Do feel free to thread-jack and talk to others, after all this is a bar!))
[Applejack is a trooper, and when things turn bad, she bites the bit and merely fights back in the most straightforward way she knows how. This doesn't mean she's too busy to not feel sad about how things are going. Just that she's able to put on a brave face or distract herself with more important tasks.
But if anything, the reappearance of Bloomberg in the house she's staying at yard has driven the fact that she has friends and family still elsewhere and making her pretty homesick.
And when you're feeling down and in the dumps, it's usually best to follow the age old tradition of drowning your sorrows with a drink or two. Though Applejack actually invited her friends, as sharing cider with them while talking about what bugs her might help cheer her up. So after checking around and making sure they wouldn't be thrown out by a drone, Applejack shows up at the pub and grabs a stool at the counter while she waits for others to show up. When the bartender looks her way, she tries to flash a smile before speaking up.]
Hey barkeep, got some cider? Ah could really use a large mug right about now.
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