two immortals walk into a bar

[eonflamewing]

Come, all ye immortals... You walk into a bar. Maybe you were given a ticket by a fellow passing immortal, or had the prescience to obtain one yourself - whichever it is, the well-polished key will take you to an establishment that operates outside the confinements of spacetime. A bar exclusively for immortals, whether you were born this way or attained it as a mortal being. Gods, demons, vampires - no matter what you are, you are welcome here. It serves a myraid of drinks and snacks catered to the tastes of every world, so it's easy to find something palatable (even including human souls, if that's your preferred food). A corridor leads down the lounge to a variety of other rooms. Opening a door would transform it into a pool room, a singing room, or perhaps a quiet place for meditation. The establishment responds to the will of its patrons - as long as you behave, you will be allowed to stay here for as long as you like. Come in and take a seat. Maybe there's someone looking for you. [ this meme is for nonhuman characters who have lifespans longer than humans. OU, AU, OC, whichever goes! ]

Comments

[talkative]

Depends on what they look like.

[He makes a vague gesture to indicate the room.]

Though I have to say that this place is surprisingly full of people who are pleasant on the eye every time I come here. Must be something about immortality doing it. [...] Well, to some. [Considering that the Nosferatu Clan exists, some people are also turned ugly by immortality.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ she wrinkles her nose, though it's more or less in a friendly sort of way. ]

Perhaps it's less immortality itself and more the power or knowledge that tends comes with it? If you're dissatisfied with how you look, I don't see many people sitting on their hands about it when they've got so much time to fix things.

[ she certainly hadn't, even if the modifications had been an entirely instinctual move on her part to escape what had been an ill-fitting mess. ]

[talkative]

True, all to true... and often the ability to do more than mortals can do. Or to do anything worthwile at all.

[Not his fault that mortals are, essentially, cattle. Well, cattle for all but the fact that they aren't on all four and go moo.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

Mm... I don't know about that. "Worthwhile" is fairly subjective concept, isn't it?

[talkative]

Eh. [He waves that away.] Subjective just means that people think that I'm wrong. [He's grinning though - half-joking, at the very least.]