It's St. Paddy's day! Everyone's Irish tonight.

[uberboned]

Who: Staff and patrons of The Purgatory. (SO TOTALLY OPEN)
When: March 17th
Where: The Purgatory.
Summary: So maybe St. Patrick's Day has nothing to do with Gabriel or the Purgatory- that's no reason not to have a huge shindig.
Warnings: Drinking and excessive partying.

[The Purgatory has been decorated to resemble a large Irish pub, all metal and glitz replaced by elegantly carved wood with green-glass mirrors and lamps and cozy green drapes and velvet chairs and faux-emeralds giving it the impression that the Emerald City may well have thrown up on an Irish Pub. Drinks tailored for the holiday are all half-off and the cover charge has been removed for anyone who remembers to wear green inside- if you don't, then you'll have to pay and the wait staff are under orders to pinch you all night long. That's what you get for not participating, moron.

The music, thankfully, is just catchy Europop and nothing with fiddles or folk tunes, so the dance floor is as active as ever, but there's nothing on stage tonight, just the general atmosphere of a bunch of people with an awesome and socially acceptable excuse to get drunk.... Getting drunk.

YEEEEAH.]

Comments

[vw_coyote]

[It wasn't Uncle Mike's, but it was better than sitting at home, with her cats, and her dog. She wasn't even looking to get drunk, and she was actually missing the Fae. They knew how to throw a party.

However, she didn't think telling the Archangel Gabriel that was a good idea.

So, she'll be sitting at the bar, sipping a green beer, with her green shamrock t-shirt that reads "If found, return to pub" because she knew better than to show up without green on.]

I NEVER IGNORED YOU I JUST REALLY SUCK PLEASE FORGIVE ME

[failedparenting]

[Oh hey, John's just going to sidle up next to Mercy with an uncharacteristic clumsiness. Clearly he's already had a few before coming tonight, and he's already made a good dent in his Guinness.

Hey, it's St. Patrick's Day. Day drunks are acceptable.]

Didn't know this was your kind of thing. [He nods towards her green beer.] Music's shit, isn't it?

ITS OKAY BB I STILL LOVE YOU /TOUCHES

[vw_coyote]

[She can smell the alcohol. Considering she's working on her second beer of the night, it's kind of surprising. Yet not. Some people get way into celebrating.]

It's not normally. But I figured it was better than moping at home.

You're certainly into the spirit of things.

[defineshinky]

[Wendy never did do a lot of bar crawling. She and her friends were always more of the art crawl sort. The extremely social and drinky holiday is reminding her that her friends aren't around now. It's high time to make some new acquaintances, get to know her city in a non-work sense.

Purgatory is supposed to be the place to be in this town and it's not disappointing. Wendy's dressed for the holiday, wearing a low-cut shirt with green and grey stripes. She's grateful for this as she watches a poor sap getting repeatedly pinched. Wendy makes her way to the bar, trying to keep an eye out for any of the familiar faces she's seen on her Middlewatch-- no, wait, her NV. Whatever, that thing on her wrist.]

[ella_of_frell]

[ Ella genuinely didn't understand the holiday, anymore than she did the 'pie day' holiday. It seemed a silly reason for them - but hey, people need silliness in their lives every now and again. Fortunately she was wearing green, or she'd be pinching herself all night. As it happened, her arm had a mind of its own, jerking out to pinch someone on the elbow when they passed by in a grey tweed suit. GREY. Tweed. That was as far from green as anything else. ]

Hi - anything I can get you? [ Ella smiled cheerfully at Wendy, holding her arm close to her sides. Don't pay attention to the other patrons and they won't get pinched if they aren't wearing green. This is a good plan doomed to failure. ]

[defineshinky]

Hi!

[Wendy looks over at the menu of drinks.]

Ummm.... I'll have the Shamrocker, please? Might as well get the half-off drink, right?

[dilemma]

[ Wendy is one lucky lady because Damon just happens to be at the bar when she approaches. He glances over at her out of the corner of his eye while swirling his glass of whiskey (the fourth of the day despite his composure). He sits there, pretending to mind his own business whilst the bar tender ignores their section for other patrons, letting a minute or so pass before he finally says something. ]

And me without any green on.

[ It's pitiful small talk, thrown out there to see if he can get a bite though entirely true. He's wearing black from head to toe like he does every other day of the week. ]

[defineshinky]

[Wendy raises her head to see the very handsome stranger all by himself. She hasn't noticed him around before, but that's what tonight is about, right? Getting to know people.]

You might wanna procure something fast. Looks like the wait staff are armed and dangerous.

[She smirks a little, making a pinching gesture to demonstrate.]

[acclimatized]

[ john hasn't been to purgatory since all that unfortunate spiking business last year. it could've soured the experience for a normal person, but he's just been busy. st patrick's day is a cause for celebration though and if his choice of headwear is anything to go by, john is getting into the spirit of it. ]

[defineshinky]

[She's had a couple drinks at this point. Wendy's feeling more relaxed. She spots the hat before the man and just has to say something.]

Nice hat.

[Well she didn't have to say something clever.]

[ella_of_frell]

[ Pff, after her little episode getting totally blasted a few days ago, drinking booze was the absolute last thing on her mind. But she worked there, meandering from table to table to serve the patrons who were attending. Let them have their fun. She'll chat up people just as easily as anywhere else. ]

[dilemma]

[ Ah, St Patrick's day. This was one of the few holidays every year that Damon doesn't mind enough to actually fully participate in...though It might have something to do with the booze and booze related merriment. Despite his refusal to wear green, this is certainly not a repeat of Valentines. Darts, pool, drinking contests, games of quarters, dancing; he's doing a bit of everything all around though not staying with one group for too long. That is, unless they can pace his drinking. ]

ooc note • so very open to any of the shenanigans listed above or if you just want to sit at the bar and have a conversation with him.

don't act like you didn't see this coming

[sharp]

[ Let's just say Amy hasn't been having the ... best few weeks, and this was something to look forward to. So, really, she was in the same boat as Damon. After they worked everything out and she knew he wasn't going to play stupid mind tricks on her or drink her blood, she took it upon herself to bother him. He owed her anyway -- at least that's how she looked at it.

She was only one pint into the night, so she wasn't stumbling and tripping over to him at the bar. But she definitely wasn't quiet. Oh, and she also pinches his arm. ]

Oi. You aren't wearing green, buster.

don't act like amy didn't see THIS coming

[dilemma]

[ Damon's already well on his way to a good night when Amy decides to show up, bottle of whiskey commandeered for his own purposes and smile on his face. ]

Worth it. The ladies are the only ones doing the pinching. [ Does he seem excited? Perhaps happy? Less smug than usual? Not possible. Either way he's flagging down the bartender. ] A pint for the lady and two shot glasses.

[ He sets the shot glasses side by side, filling them to the very brim with brown liquor. Amelia Pond, this is a test. He's about positive she'll pass. ]

Open to all! Chat her up, engage in shenanigans, whatever!

[runebladeknight]

[What an odd holiday. Celes has never seen a more blatant excuse to get stupidly drunk in all her life. But, it's a reason to go out of the house nonetheless and attempt to relax. Maybe celebrate her birthday belatedly.

[It had been a week ago, and she'd actually forgotten it herself. There's something rather wrong about that. But then, it's not like she has many people with whom to celebrate anymore.

[She's dressed in a green top -- well-fitted, but not immodestly cut in any way -- so as to avoid this really strange tradition of getting pinched. Who comes up with this stuff? She's not really the party type, but she's not so much of a stick-in-the mud that she can't be persuaded into other activities besides sitting at the bar and talking.]

[mediumdrip]

[Blaine has on the shamrock tie he showed off on the network earlier during the week and is happy to be back at work.

Since there's really no need for him to be performing today, he's helping out around the bar and pub, cleaning up dirty dishes and taking orders and all of that.

He looks like a cheerful and really avoids having to pinch any one.]

[socius]

[Why miss this, when just last year she'd made a fool of herself in a drunken slur, losing her clothes and even ending up with a tattoo? And better yet, make it a date with the one who'd convinced her to do just that? Oh yeah, this could be a good night. Something that seemed right in order actually. Even if Anna had no plans on getting drunk- mostly because it was nigh impossible. Which was ... actually, probably the entire reason. Still, no one said she couldn't enjoy it with her friends, right? And Griffin.

And yeah, wearing green. Like she'd ever live it down if Gabriel caught her without, anyway.]

[classdismissed]

[Griffin is looking much better than he has been in recent weeks. He's shaved again and his hair is slightly tamed. He's wearing a stylish dark blue dress shirt and his normal black jeans. (He's apparently forgotten the rule about wearing green.) He looks over at Anna with a grin on his face.]

Do I have to keep you away from the bar?

[He remembers last year too.]

[socius]

[No green? Well. She's off duty, but technically Anna is still staff. At least, as far as she knows she's still on the roster. So of course she knows the rules. And besides which, she's probably the only one in the pub (or Port) who can get away with pinching his backside.]

Maybe. [Hey, playing drunk or buzzed or even tipsy isn't that hard, right?]

[vw_coyote]

Anna!

[Mercy weaves through the crowd. She'd smelled her room mate before, but was just now coming to find her.]

I didn't know you were coming.

1/2 partying 1/2 working, OPEN TO ALL.

[paterelohim]

[Chuck signed up to work tonight on purpose- what better way to end his power weekend of being smashed for 56 hours than by working an entire shift while considerably drunk?

So here he is, wearing a jacket and bright green hipster tee underneath, with green hipster shoes and a really really stupid hat.

For half the night he'll be tending bar, but after he gets off the clock, the other half is all about partying and drinking his ass off.]

Re: 1/2 partying 1/2 working, OPEN TO ALL.

[thelightbringer]

[During Chuck's work hours, Lucifer comes around, content and with a very large puppy in tow. Because you can't make Satan and Saint Michael leave their dog home.]

You must be a hit with the ladies.

open forever

[momchester]

[It's St. Paddy's Day! So of course she has to come out. Nobody throws a party quite like Gabriel (except Elaine, but this is Gabriel's thing). She showed up just before sirens and immediately threw herself into the festivities, eager to have some fun for once, now that something actually good has happened to her.

She'll be all over the place- at the bar, off to the side at the chairs, or on the dance floor, looking hot as hell in her dress that she absolutely had to wear tonight.]

[thelightbringer]

I feel so out of place among you leprechauns.

[Here's Lucifer. Not wearing green. Maybe his shirt was green once...now it's faded to some shade of grey.]

He's wearing *green* flannel now, fyi

[failedparenting]

[Oh. Well. This is...awkward. Of course the night he decides to try and have some fun (it's St. Patrick's Day, one of two days a year he grows a sense of whimsy, okay), Mary is there too. God must really, really hate him,

At least he's already got alcohol in his system. That makes it a little easier. He comes up while she's at the bar, and takes the seat beside her.]

Hey.