mock after party!

[waitforit]

[ WELL THAT SURE WAS EXCITING, WASN'T IT. Barney is entirely too normal for any of this shit and he pretty much lacks the, uh, emotional gumption to really process it in a healthy way so instead how 'bout some denial?

Seeing as how he was the first to run out, Barney somehow finds plenty of time (and paper?) to write up a sign in the living area that says:

What: A Party
Where: Holo Deck!
Who: YOU! (Duh.)
I don't have to tell you to suit up, so just. If you don't wanna be alone maybe stop by? Please? Just. OK?
It's gonna be legendary!

[ Upon arrival to the holo deck, you will find an ooc-ly familiar setup. The holopgraphic projections have been set up like a strip club: indistinct music, dimmed lights, catwalk, cheap booze and cheap seats all around. This is escapism at its finest, and doesn't everyone need a little escapism in their lives after that mess?

Feel free to grab a seat and enjoy the show, or maybe have a fake drink and try not to cry too much. Either way, there's probably plenty of reactions to be had in here, so why a strip club? Why not?

Of course, if the strip club isn't for you, you can always reprogram the room to your fancy, Barney will only be a little put out. Truth is he just wants to forget this whole day happened, thanks. ]

Comments

[stitch_in_time]

[Really? Really.]

Freud'd have a field day with you, he would.

[waitforit]

Tell that to my therapist.

[ Yep, really. ]

Or, well, if I ever see her again. Who knows, right?!

[ is that desperation in his voice, you betcha ]

[stitch_in_time]

Doubt I need to. She'll have a whole other book out of you by the time this is all finished.

[Because he has no doubt Barney is worth at least one book on nymphomania already.]

Just find a way to tell her about everything without mentioning the Jedi and the talkin' menagerie, that's a good way to get a free straightjacket, for most of history.

[waitforit]

You sound like you've met her.

[ You know he only abides by hot therapists, right? ]

Yeah, I don't think anyone would believe I met Sonic the Hedgehog's buddy, never mind Luke Skywalker.

[stitch_in_time]

Call it an educated guess.

[He might not actually be a medical doctor, but he knows enough to recognize that Barney's psyche is probably a terrifying field day for anyone remotely in the psychiatric field. 'Champion of One Night Stands' alone is pretty telling, honestly.]

A few might believe it. They'd probably be more trouble than the ones that didn't believe, though.

[waitforit]

[ He shrugs. Barney's issues are, dare I say it, legendary. ]

Yeah, I don't need to waste my time with weirdos, thanks, Doc. I'm just psyched I got to meet a real life Star Wars character. I mean, he's no Darth Vader but.

[ Star Wars nerd, right here. ]

[stitch_in_time]

Weirdos or men in dark suits with nice little cells for people who've met ETs.

[And oh, of course.]

Figures you'd be the type to cheer for the Empire. I'd just be careful not to say that in front of him, mind.

[waitforit]

Right.

[ Barney may be a special brand of awesome, but he's totally not crazy! Not in... that sense, anyway. ]

Uh, duh. It's called the Empire Strikes Back, I think I know what Star Wars is about. Vader was just trying to do right by his Master.