[OPEN] Maybe not a literal monster mash

[robintohood]

Who: Jason Todd robintohood and you. Also a mingle!
What: Various antics at Descendant Karaoke Bar and Lounge during October
When: Throughout October
Where: Central City
Content Warnings: N/A for now. Will edit if needed.

[There may be some changes to the timeline now but Descendant Karaoke Bar and Lounge is still open for business. There are always people looking to have a good time drinking and blowing off some steam with a good song. It doesn’t matter if they’re ordinary civilians or some of Central City’s more... colorful characters. Just be nice to the bouncers and check your weapons by the entrance first.

To reflect the fall season, Descendant has included seasonal drinks like pumpkin beer, apple cocktails, and spiced maple bourbon.

Meanwhile, some of this month's most popular songs seem to be reflecting Halloween, such as Highway to Hell and Monsters. Or maybe you want to do a more classy number like Witchcraft? Descendant looks like a speakeasy after all. And in a total coincidence, Time Warp has also shown up on the popularity chart.

If you drop by at Descendant on a Coyote Ugly Night, you’ll find the atmosphere considerably wilder and wetter. You might’ve even already seen some of the social media posts and videos of the employees performing. They certainly look like they’re having a good time.

Perhaps you’re coming in during a more normal time. Come by for a drink. Maybe rent a private karaoke room or karaoke on stage in front of others if you’re feeling brave. There are some bar games around too.

You can always just people watch as well. Those who are especially observant might notice that some of Descendant’s customers are a bit... furtive as they keep their heads low or quickly scurry to one of the private rooms.

There’s always the reading room too for those who want a more quiet ambiance.

And then there's the very select few who are allowed upstairs in the attic apartment.

Whatever the case may be, Jason will be around. As Descendant’s owner, he’s a busy guy with plenty he has to do]

((OOC: Jason will be around but feel free to mingle! My contact information is on this journal's profile and I'm in the game's Discord server. Also feel free to contact me with any questions or concerns as well. I also have a feedback post.))

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David Alleyne | Open [Bonus Points for Batfam who will hassle Tim for this]

[helpdesk_hero]

Descendant Dash Delivery

In a way, this decision was made even more wonderful in his mind by the looks security had given him when they had asked to inspect the bag David had brought with him. Hopefully they would approve of it later when they got their own pieces of the larger of the two trays of food.

David heads right to the bar, as one security guard suggested, and offered a smile as he put his large bag down on the counter.

"Hello," he smiles at the first employee who pays him attention, "I'm looking for Tim, or someone who knows him well."

[robintohood]

It's Jason who's bartending when David puts down the two trays of food and asks for Tim. Jason remembers David from talking to him once last year at one of Loki's parties. It was a good conversation but nothing that would've cued Jason to thinking David would randomly show up with a lot of food and asking for one of his brothers.

"What's that? Some presents?" Jason asks, staring at the trays.

[mostdangerousbird]

Oh hell, the streams really are crossing. Tim hustles to intercept David and the busboy, because nobody gossips like bar/restaurant staff, and this particular employee is dating one of the line cooks, who's best friends with one of the bartenders...

"He's mine," Tim says loudly to try and shoo them off and then immediately cringes. "I mean, he's here for me. Dropping something off, not as support."

You know what this is

[definecat]

Sleeper was hanging out near the security check, and couldn't help being curious at someone attempting to bring food into a bar. So they hopped up on the bag search table to take a sniff.

"Maybe I should take a taste to check for unusual substances. Like getting unwrapped sweets on Halloween..." they suggest. "Wouldn't want anything to happen to Tim, or anyone else, family or otherwise."

jason todd (sr) | open

[reneger]

coyote ugly night

( jason has this thing: a need to piss of junior whenever possible, and while he'd offered to help with the bar on occasion before - given he's actually living in central city most the time nowadays, he has more time to burn pissing him off. which means, of course, showing up to work a shift on coyote ugly night in a red crop top that looks like it's a few sizes too small, and dark jeans that are definitely too small. it doesn't fit the wet white t-shirt aesthetic, but clearly standing out works just fine in his favor, too.

and is why he's grinning like an asshole while he takes orders behind the bar, flits around delivering drinks, and starts shit with one of the guys up at the bar who's just asking for a good fight - while he's leaning over the bar on his elbows and showing off what might have been considered too much, but.

considering dick grayson the first also works here, is anything really too much? )

an average tuesday

( he doesn't work-work here. not often, and only when he knows junior's not going to bitch at him for working but will glare daggers into him from a distance. it's a jason todd thing, they've got a system, and it's working as well as they really want it to.

so on any other time he's visiting the bar, it's not as an employee, it's as a relatively grumpy bar-goer, one who settles into a spot at the bar itself with a cheap beer or whiskey in one hand, and a book or his phone in the other.

if someone unfamiliar comes up close, he'll slide a little further away from them, grumbling a low, ) Spot's taken, fuck off.

Coyote Ugly Night...

[robintohood]

[Jason's been allowing his doppelganger to occasionally help out at Descendant during Coyote Ugly Nights because he helps bring in more money. He's certainly good-looking and has no qualms in dancing and rocking wet crop tops. But it doesn't mean Jason likes it. The customers doing double takes while whispering about the "brothers" is easy to tolerate but it's his older self very obviously trying to overshadow him that's getting on Jason's nerves. He sees the extra tight clothes that leave little to the imagination and all the muscles that are getting shown off.

Not to mention all the extra tips he's getting compared to Jason.

Pretending he's going back to the bar for more water, Jason walks over to his older self who might be starting shit with a customer]

Everything cool here?

[He slaps the other man's back perhaps a little too hard for it to be casual]

Coyote Ugly Night

[welcome_summer]

[The first thing Mayuko, fresh off a 14-hour flight from Tokyo, hears when she enters the Descendant is something about someone having a brother. When she asks who, the group of tipsy ladies point to the bar. And the man behind the bar. The one looking awfully... Todd-ish. To which Mayuko promptly casts doubt because surely Jason Todd, her friend, would inform her of something as important as a brother showing up.

Or even of having siblings.

Surely.

In any case, she threads her way to the bar to order a beer. They've likely changed the selection to suit the season, since her last visit.]

Midnighter / OTA

[fightcoded]

𝐶𝑜𝑦𝑜𝑡𝑒 𝑈𝑔𝑙𝑦 𝑁𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡

[ Midnighter wouldn't miss a tacky ought-era movie reference exploited by bars for decades for the world. Especially when the heaping helping of exploitation showcases Dickie and his concerningly-similar-looking brothers. He doesn't have much to his name, but looking is relatively free, and Midnighter brought tip money. But that also means he'll be nursing the maple bourbon he orders at the counter for the remainder of the night.

Sitting resolutely at the bar, he doesn't join in on karaoke, but he claps for everyone. Sing a more eclectic song and Midnighter may ply you with a few words on your way back to your seat, or a whole conversation. Careful—he's a talker.

And when the live karaoke isn't fighting a losing battle against the staff's spontaneous performances, he gets his money out for each and every one. Several singles raised between his fore and middle fingers while he watches their acts pull in plenty of rowdy and whooping customers. Dick, though, he gets extra. Yes, because he's the favorite, but Mid also knows it'll take more to grease his boy scout's palms to deign him with the man's attention.

After taking a leak, mostly to get a better lay of the land and the collective IQ of their patronage, if he finds one of the staff on his way back to the bar, Midnighter will pull them into conversation. ]

So, will I be immediately disqualified for a job here if I'm not an orphan, or are there nondiscrimination policies in place?

[robintohood]

[It's yet another busy Coyote Ugly Night but Jason had been gradually noticing Midnighter making himself comfortable and enjoying himself. It's subtle but the way Midnighter moves suggests to Jason that he's not just any normal patron looking to oogle and throw singles at the staff.

And then when Midnighter makes the orphan crack, that gets more of Jason's attention. Wearing a tight and wet white tank top and tight pants, Jason smirks at the man's comment and gestures at the employees swapping places to dance at the bar. Coyote Ugly Nights are not restricted to one gender preference]

Does it look like we're very picky?

[Jason's tone is light but now he's assessing and trying to figure out who the man is]

[mostdangerousbird]

[ The hallway is pretty deserted, as the only through traffic is staff and bathroom breaks, so Tim makes a few extra stops along in the VIP row rooms and office. He’s not necessarily looking for a chat, but the twenty-year-old is presenting the opportunities for them.

(It’s not an accident that Midnighter’s here. That would be more serendipity than he’s prepared to accept.)

(Besides, if he’s not in reach of the bar, there’s less chance of getting hoisted up back up on counter to random music - random, because he sure as hell knows to make himself scarce when “The Devil Went Down to Georgia” comes on.)

So he’s not exactly surprised at the question, but he does raise an eyebrow at the immediate touching of a touchy subject round these parts. ]

Obviously, there’s an anti-discrimination policy, but the hours are easier if no one’s waiting for you to come home. Dress code’s black, and it’s only a pain on Coyote Ugly night.

[ He lifts the tray that’s tucked between his arm and torso, revealing a series square cutouts down his side. ]

Why, you looking to moonlight?

[reneger]

( midnighter's got a few singles up between his fingers, which is excuse enough for jason to drop his ass down onto the bar just in front of him and lean in real close, hand reaching to take the cash but that's not what he's really going in for. instead, he's tilting his head in towards mid while keeping close, a downright feral grin on his lips. )

That kid that you went to hang out with earlier? You know the one. He's my responsibility here, so don't pull any of your bullshit.

( purposefully unspecific, because jason might know who midnighter is, but he doesn't know him that well. he's fine with cullen, he's probably fine with dick. except dick is as chaotic as they come, and is likely to get himself into shit with midnighter just for fun. midnighter's not the risk factor, dick is. )

[demigoth]

[ Nico's not exactly staff and not exactly a patron either. He's staff adjacent, being Jason's "ward" officially, although he likes to think he's a free-range adult.

But from an outsider's perspective, he's a black-haired 16-year-old dressed all in black lingering around the kitchen door and sporting a 3 foot sword on his belt. It'd be hard to mistake him for an adult, with that skinny wiry build that screams growth spurt.

When he feels the weight of someone staring at him, Nico turns from the pass and looks over the man with disaffected annoyance.

He's not short for his age, but the man has at least 10 inches and a hundred pounds on him, so Nico actually stops slouching to glare up at him. ]

If you’re the new truancy officer, no.

dick grayson ; open

[hackingyoursensors]

reading room

[ Dick is often at the Descendant when he's not on patrol that night, though most people wouldn't notice. He keeps to more out-of-the-way areas-- a teenager sticks out in a bar and definitely ruins the vibe on the rowdier nights. Often, he can be found in the reading room with homework spread on the table in front of him. It seems like an odd place to work, but the noise is actually relaxing for him even if the soundsystem is blaring "Can't Fight the Moonlight" in the distance or someone is fumbling their way through karaoke.

If someone enters the room, he'll pick his head up and shoot them a smile. More likely than not, he's already almost done with his homework and would actually appreciate some company. ]

attic

[ Dick is one of the rare few that has access to the attic. Sometimes, he's taking a (very light) cat nap. But most of the time, he's typing away on a laptop while snacking on something (don't worry, he brought extra). ]

around

[ Although Dick makes himself scarce during business hours, he doesn't hide in the attic or the reading room the whole time. Sometimes he's by the bar (not during a performance, at least) to grab a soda from the fridge with the air of someone perfectly comfortable in the chaotic setting. Occasionally, he can be found in the back hallways. Dick will help out anyone who's lost (or "lost") and won't hesitate to grab a glass of water and a chair for someone who's maybe a little too tipsy.

And anyone who's drunk and stupid and tries to pick a fight with a teenager will have a very bad, very embarrassing time. Just grab the popcorn-- no need to jump in and help him. ]

reading room

[fightcoded]

[ He's seen the kid drift by the counter twice since he took a seat at the bar. The third time, Midnighter packs up and follows after him into the Reading Room; one hand holding what's left of his maple bourbon, the other a new drink nearly spontaneously ordered. ]

I come bearing a mocktail because I'm nothing if not respectable. [ An apple cider ginger ale that he sets down on the nearest surface to Dick and his spread of schoolwork. ]

Around

[robintohood]

[Jason calmly leans against a wall as he watches younger Dick Grayson interact with a drunk soon-to-be ex-customer. Under most circumstances, Jason would jump in and get between a teenager and an asshole adult but he's well aware that Dick Grayson is not an ordinary teenager.

So for now, Jason is going to take in some entertainment]

attic.

[reneger]

( he doesn't spend a lot of time at the bar. for one: it's junior's space, and while their initial rule of stay out of my shit and i'll stay out of yours doesn't necessarily apply anymore, it's still junior's space, and he doesn't have much interest in invading it just for shits and giggles. to be an ass? yes.

but that's not what he's there for now. jason was helping to man the bar, but he's decided he's done with that and has opted to make his way upstairs to check on dick.

finds him sitting with his laptop and makes his way on over to drop down beside him, leaning into him just enough he can take a peek over at the screen - but gives dick plenty of time to tab away from whatever the hell he's got going on in case he feels like being secretive. no need to snoop. )

You about ready to head back?

Barbara Gordon | open

[batinbelfry]

« « « Coyote Ugly

[There are times a photographic memory comes in handy that no one would expect. Covering for the dancing bartender for instance. While everyone's eyes are up on the bar, she's behind it mixing up refills for those who need them.

Of course, if someone is new they get a quick smile.]

Other than them, [she nods toward whoever is dancing] what can I get you?

« « « Reading Room

[It comes as no surprise to Barbara that Jason would have a room full of books even in a bar. It's the place she's most likely to be found honestly, looking for something she hasn't read yet, or a familiar favorite just to feel the paper under her fingertips again.]

❚ Wild Card

[ooc: add your own or let me know and I'll write something.]

coyote ugly

[fightcoded]

A line of credit. For a family friend.

[ His smile is not completely smarmy. ]

diana prince | open

[avatarfortruth]

a quiet evening at the bar

[ This isn't her usual sort of environment, but it's important, she feels, to support Jason in one of his slightly less criminal endeavors. (Slightly. She notes more than one shady-looking patron sidling off to the private rooms, but she's in civilian dress tonight and anyway it would be rude to start something here at Jason's business.)

Besides, here, at least, she's almost certain to see a friendly face now and again. Which would be especially nice, perhaps, this evening. Diana's musing over her drink, doing her best not to wallow in self-pity, but, really –

What is it she keeps getting so wrong?

She doesn't seem to be in any kind of mood for dancing or karaoke, but you can always give it a shot. ]

wildcard

[ pm or hmu at repeatandfade if you want to do something with Diana! ]

[mostdangerousbird]

[ She will absolutely see at least one friendly face, because the establishment is at least mostly non-criminal. It's a real bar, with karaoke and pool and a good group of regulars and a semi-regular stop on bar crawling bachelorette parties. Generally speaking, 75% of the customers are normal people. Which, if you think about it, is better than any dive bar in Gotham.

Tim does his best to finish up the customer he's serving and beeline for her, which brings a few quiet grumble-laughs from the other bar patrons. On one hand, some of them wanted his attention. On the other hand, they'd be going to Diana first too. ]

Hey! I wasn't expecting you here. What or who can I get you?

[forceforlight]

Ten rounds with Jose Cuervo

Dick's pretty used to the people who come to the Descendant. A lot of them are just looking for a good time. Or a place to make a few deals.

Or, in the case of the woman who has been getting a bit handsy with him since her fifth or sixth shot of tequila? Drowning a heartache. And now she's doing a good impression of an octopus as he leads her to the door. "We're just going to get you into your friend's car and...hands above the waist, Tanya. Just get you in the car and you can get home to sleep this off. Remember to drink some water before you sleep, all right?"

It's only a few minutes before he's back in with a bemused smile and a shake of his head on his way back to the bar. "Anything I can get you?"


But it's the pelvic thrust, that really drives you in-sa-ya-ya-ya-ane

Dick bows, jumping back down off the bar, grabbing a bottle of water as he makes his way out and toward the back rooms for a break. His white t-shirt clings, showing tanned skin underneath and his hair is damp and sticking up all over the place.

"Right now," he says as he makes his way to the break room. "What I need is five minutes to sit down and hydrate. Wanna join me?"

[avatarfortruth]

Diana watches with amusement and no small amount of sympathy as Dick kindly shows the young woman to the door, then smiles as he returns to the bar. "Your company, for a little while," she requests, the curve to her lips gentle. Her smile doesn't quite light her eyes; she's clearly a little down.

She lifts her empty glass, which had previously held some red wine. "And perhaps a fresh glass? Is there a wine you'd recommend?"

[heartofthedream]

🅲🅾🆈🅾🆃🅴 🆄🅶🅻🆈
→ ᴀᴋᴀ ʜᴇʏ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ ɪᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢɪʀʟ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴛᴡᴏʀᴋ

Jean lived on Krakoa—with its nightly, dusk-to-dawn, screaming concert, body's swirling rager—long enough to know the buzz of a coming party as it zips through the conversations of people around her as well as the snatches of stray, passing thoughts that aren't entirely blocked out, so Jean brings herself on down to the Descendants Karakoa Bar on "Coyote Ugly" night.

She'd say she's surprised, but it'd be a lie and a disservice to Dazzler and Cheney. Jean doesn't avoid sitting in the splash zone, but if any water goes flicking her direction, there's a faint fizzle of pink-orange in the air that appears about half a foot from her and redirects it toward the floor. (She never happens to look toward it as it happens, either.)

Two seats are waiting for two of her friends at her table, and she has a cocktail in hand as she watches the dancers. The drink is Barbie pink, with a darker pink swizzle straw (did the bar have the latter? No? Gosh, crazy how that happened). Her whole life is a zoo, but she doesn't live under a rock. New York had movie theatres everywhere, and she hadn't missed out on the movie event of the year any more than anyone else.

Now, all she has to do is wait for her company.

[robintohood]

Jason is wearing a tight white wet tank top and tight pants as he alternates between performing on the bar, taking orders, and walking around with a jar to collect extra tips from customers. It's when he switches from performing to taking orders that he notices Jean.

He recognizes her from her network post asking for Bruce. He and his brothers had apparently come to an unspoken agreement to play dumb while tracking the comments. Jason hadn't banked on her becoming a customer but this is all for the better. They need to assess who she is. Anyone who knows Bruce and knows the work he does could either be an ally or a dangerous foe. She also might already know about his family and that's something they have to keep track of.

He walks over to Jean, unashamed that he's still wet from his performance. He also mentally notes the straw that definitely didn't come from Descendant's inventory.

"Hey, can I get you anything?" He asks with a smile.

Mayuko Shiraki | OTA

[welcome_summer]

[It probably would have been a better idea to visit the Descendant on the 9th. There wouldn't have been a Coyote Ugly Night on, it would have been way less busy on a Monday.

But Mayuko had snagged a deal for plane tickets from Tokyo to Central for the 6th, and since she was already in town, and was feeling bad that she hadn't exactly informed her friend that she had returned in one piece from the past, there was no time like the present to go check in in person.

The main bar space is a little loud for her at the moment, but she does order some refreshment and take in some eye candy. RESPECTFULLY.

She retreats to the good old reading room after a while, trying not to nod off over her beer and a nice art coffee-table-type book. Sometimes you want the deep stuff, sometimes you want to look at pretty pictures!]

((Wildcards are also welcome!))

Reading Room

[robintohood]

[The reading room is Jason's favorite place to take a break in so it's probably not a surprise to Mayuko when he walks in. His sleeves are still rolled up from having just literally tossing out another jackass out of the building]

Hey! Everything okay?

Donnie >:] | Open

[purplexing]

Curiosity is what finds the teenaged turtle hanging about the door. He's fairly certain this is the place. He might have tailed Jason from afar to see where the place was, some time after they'd spoken about it. A speakeasy-esque bar sounds cool, but what he'd really been sold on was the karaoke.

It only occurs to him now that he's decided to try having a peek that he might not be allowed in. Anyway, what did one wear to a bar? For someone who liked to plan ahead, he'd come woefully unprepared, but this stop had been purely on a whim and in between errands.

Donnie had opened the door and currently finds himself in a stare-down with the bouncers, whom he can only assume don't believe that purple hoodies meet the proper dress-code and not at all because he's some green kid who's clearly underaged to be paying any bars visits.

"Um..."

[robintohood]

As Descendant's owner, Jason has to do a wide variety of tasks to keep the place running. Sometimes that includes checking on security. It's during one of these checks that Jason notices the stare-down. Then his eyes follow what the bouncers are scowling at and he realizes what's happening.

Oh. Now that's unexpected.

"He's with me, guys," Jason says before waving Donnie in.

Doreen Green | Open

[eatsnutsandkicksbutts]

At the bar!

[ Doreen turned 21 a few months ago, and things, pardon her french, went straight to hell right afterwards. Between the brainwashing, the fallout from the brainwashing, going on the run, and all of the confluence insanity that had happened afterwards, she never actually got a chance to try legally drinking. Tonight, she aims to remedy that.

Doreen plops herself down at the bar and raises a hand, like she's asking a question in school. ]

Hello, I would like one alcohol, please! No, seriously though, what's a good starter drink for a rookie?


Coyote Ugly night

[ Oh, god. Doreen made the website for this place, she should've remembered the schedule for Coyote Ugly nights!! There are so many ripped , wet dude torsos going on here, she hardly knows where to look! It's easy to find her tonight; she's the one hiding behind a menu in the very back of the room, trying not to go completely red. (Why doesn't she just leave, you ask? Have you had the onion rings here?! The food is great! ]


Karaoke!

[ Doreen's had lots of practice with private karaoke sessions, but this is the first time she's rocked out in front of a crowd of humans instead of squirrels. (She's still undecided on the whole 'secret identity' thing, so the squirrel gang is staying home tonight.) She's a bit rusty, but Doreen eventually manages to belt her way through a pretty good rendition of Science Fiction Double Feature. Once that's done, she steps back from the stage with a grin, and nudges the nearest friendly face. ]

What do you think? Are there enough people here for a good Time Warp singalong?

Coyote Ugly Night

[robintohood]

[Having just finished performing at the bar, Jason's still wet and in a tight white tank top as he walks around collecting tips from customers. He eventually he makes his way to Doreen's table]

Need anything?

[He had in fact, noticed her while he was up on the bar and is very amused by her reaction]

da-na-na-na-na-na-na-na batgym!

[overlyprecocious]

It's not that he's... avoiding Jason, again. He's not. There's no reason to. He had some unpleasant experiences in the past, and Jason was there but it probably wasn't really either Jason there with him. He just hasn't happened to be around Jason recently to find out for sure.

His luck was always going to run out eventually.

He's running through some exercises on the asymetric bars when a certain someone else enters.

[robintohood]

What Jason and Tim recently experienced together was very emotional to say the least. Jason only took a little bit of time for himself to try process what he went as he's more worried about how Tim has been. He knows that everyone in the BatFamily (himself included) is more inclined to bury their feelings rather than process them. He has no doubt that younger Tim is the same.

But figuring out how to approach this has been awkward. Though their relationship is better now, Jason hasn't forgotten their rough start. He doesn't want a repeat of that. He doesn't want to make Tim feel cornered. But he also knows he shouldn't just ignore their shared experience.

So when Jason comes in for his daily workout, he's surprised to see Tim and then mentally steels himself. He walks over and watches the teenager do his gymnastics.