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imafuturist posting in

fandom_radio

It's Sunday already? Wait... no it's Saturday. Why am I here? You know what, it's not important. Let's get this done and hope Lydia doesn't show up and realize she came all this way for nothing.

Ahem.

At the school we had Thor teaching about swords in Combat 101. Stark went with Greek style cupcakes in Cupcakes of the World. I'm guessing honey and pistachios were involved. And Steve and I taught about the struggles of getting a dog to take their medication in Overcoming Obstacles.

In town, Watts was dealing with everyone going into vacation mode at the Trooper Station. Steven was also there for lunch and to discuss their cat trying to get at food in their home.

And that's all we have. Hopefully everyone is prepared for vacation now. I should go finish packing... Have a good one!

heroic_jawline posting in

fandomhigh_ooc

Last chance to sign up! I'm putting the lists together this afternoon!

And since we no longer have high schoolers, let me update the policy I forgot about in the last posting: If you are taking or teaching a class, you are eligible to go! Guests are also invited.

heroic_jawline posting in

"So, traveling with dogs is a whole thing," Steve said, "but it's necessary when your dogsitter tells you no."

"And, for their safety, its best they take medicine to sleep through the process," Tony added. "Stress and all."

All three dogs sat, waiting. Impatiently. There was peanut butter and cheese in their futures, they just knew it.

Steve grinned down at them. "Now they pay attention."

"The pills we're giving you aren't real, but they don't know that," Tony said. "So, we need you to successfully trick them to swallow one. Good luck."

stykera posting in

“Next week, in a few days really,” Stark said, “we’ll be on the trip. Going to Greece. That’s here, on the map.” He pointed. “And the water next to it, of course. Because boats.”

“So this week, today, I thought we would try some Greek cupcakes. To get an idea of what foods there might be available. Though this particular cake is usually for New Years. It’s called Vasilopita, and I found a recipe that makes what would normally be a cake into cupcakes. The cake usually has a coin in it. No money in the cupcakes.”

That would be weird.

“So! Are you all going on the trip? Have any of you been to Greece before? Or on boats like these? I haven’t been on this type of boat that I remember. I wonder what the food will be like…but, we’re here for cupcakes. So I have ones you can all try, of course. And you can all try to make some as well. Let me know if you need help. Want help.”

pocketpretzels posting in

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Another quiet day, as it seemed everyone was in 'vacation mode' already, from the raccoons right down to the Troopers themselves.

That none of the latter group were actually going on vacation was not the point, of course.

ifwebeworthy posting in

"Today," Thor proclaimed, "you will familiarize yourselves with swords. Now, I do not expect you to become masters of the blade within the confines of one semester, even if the entire semester was dedicated to the art, which it will not be." Swords were boring. Hammers were where it was at. "But the sword is a highly individualized weapon. What works for one person will not for another. So today you will experiment." Thor gestured to a rack of various ~~handwavey~~ swords. "Here we have an assortment of blades. Long, short, one-handers, two-handers. Some are meant for stabbing, others for slashing. Try them. Take your frustrations out on the practice dummies. We will discuss proper grip and form once you know which blade you will be using."

heroic_jawline posting in

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Good morning! It's Steve Rogers with all the news of yesterday.

In classes, Liliana finally got to talk about mana pairs and she was excited. Cara and Jane's class learned about beach blanket bingo, which sounds very wholesome, Don continues to hold out on us with prime Loki gossip, and Belle was researching non-Norse gods in the library.

In town, Thor was offering pre-vacation cocktails at the Devil's Nest, the Supper Club got an early start on Greek cuisine, and Duke is no longer an otter.

See you all at the Poralocity station on Sunday!

noonedecidesmyfate posting in

Belle was reading up on Greece.

Which, today, meant reading about Greek mythology. Except she kept getting distracted by other mythologies. Like, say, Norse. She was trying to resist researching the whole horse thing. So far she'd been successful. So far.

The gremlins were mysteriously absent today though they'd left behind evidence of what appeared to have been a feast either this morning or last night. They hadn't even shared. So rude.

my_own_advocate

The whole Duke-as-an-otter thing had been cute, and then annoying-slash-concerning, and then singing day had happened and now Lucifer was just over it all.

Which would explain why, by the time even the faintest hint of dusk hit the air, he was already on the deck of the Rouge with a bottle of red wine and a distinctly grumpy expression. He glared at the horizon, and then at his wine, and then drank some more.

All right, he did, at times, spare a glance for the door. The last thing they needed tonight was for the otter to escape again.

[[ for thems who live here ]]

ifwebeworthy posting in

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Thor was already half on vacation, which was why he was not asking questions about whatever Tiny was up to at the other end of the bar.

He was, however, threatening him with the seltzer gun every time it looked like he might break out into song. That whole nonsense was over. There was no need to go around singing of one's own free will.

Special
Rainbow Martini

The Devil's Nest is open!

ifwebeworthy posting in

"This week is also not the week you get to learn about why Loki's kids are like that," Don told his class, apologetic, "because we're covering something a bit more basic first. You'll have to remain in suspense for another...two weeks, actually. Today we're going to talk about the world. Or, more accurately, the worlds. Nine of them, hanging on a tree.

"The Norse believed that at the heart of the universe there was a massive ash tree, Yggdrasil. Creatures lived within the tree itself--a squirrel, a hawk, several stags, a dragon...you know, your usual forest creatures that you might find living in a tree." Note sarcasm. "Amongst the branches of Yggdrasil are nine worlds: Asgard, the realm of the Aesir; Vanaheim, the realm of the Vanir; Alfheim and Svartalfheim, the realms of the light and dark elves; Jotunheim and Muspelheim, the realms of the frost and fire giants; Nidavellir, the realm of the dwarves; and Niflheim, the primordial realm of ice and water. Sometimes instead of Niflheim, Hel is one of the worlds on the tree, depending on who you ask. And, of course, Midgard, the realm of men, the one we are standing in. Sort of. I don't really know how interdimensional nexus points work. In theory, one can access the other worlds by traveling out of their world and along the tree, but that way is roundabout, so most entities that can traverse worlds do so by other means, such as the rainbow bridge known as the Bifrost, which allows the Aesir to travel between Asgard and Midgard.

"So," Don said. "What do you think? Is the universe a tree? If you don't buy into it, what might have made the Norse conceptualize the world this way? Why do both a squirrel and a dragon live in the tree? Discuss."

wrongkindofsith posting in

The classroom had beach blankets set up for the movie this week. Because of course it did. What was Fandom without the whimsy?

"So, despite the weather here, we decided to go with a summer movie this time," Jane said.

"To get you in the mood for break," Cara added. "Since it will apparently be warmer there."

"Its not about Greece, sadly." That would have been helpful. "Instead we have... beach blanket bingo?"

'We're relatively sure it's suitable to watch." For certain definitions of suitable.

wrongkindofsith posting in

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No, nothing happened to me on Tuesday.

*chittering*

Nothing at all.

Up at the School, the Long Con was about watching your watches, Creative Writing wanted to know people's Spring Break plans, and Glitter! made cupcakes. Arden had safety snacks in the Library, which she possibly shared with Caleb and Gray

The Dorms continued to be quiet, while in Town, Gray wouldn't start at Over Easy until he was sure there'd be no singing, while Adrian was 'grumpy' at Pick Your Poison, at least until Rey showed up and he was mysteriously not so grumpy.

deathsmajesty posting in

Finally! As much as Liliana adored talking about mana philosophies, she was also quite excited to finally get to move into teaching new material: mana pairs. Today, when class entered the Danger Shop, they'd find themselves high up on a rooftop in a bustling city. No, not Ravnica (but great guess!), Insomnia. Rather than pillows and cushions, there were scattered tables and chairs set up under a string of the so-called 'fairy lights' (they had nothing to do with faeries at all, Liliana had checked), though the omnipresent whiteboard was, once again, omnipresent. Drawn on it were five different symbols in a circle: a sun, a droplet, a skull, a flame, and a tree.

( Wealth is power--and you can ABSOLUTELY take it with you--Orzhov Syndicate )

The corner of her lips curled a bit. "But before you decide that black and white mana is bad guys all the way down, there are a number of positive qualities that go along with this pairing. The first is unwavering discipline, the result of black's determination to succeed and white's absolute dedication to a cause. Relating to the shared patience I mentioned earlier, black and white demonstrate excellent stewardship, with a focus on long-term planning and incremental gain. Sure, strip mining an area bare of all its resources makes for fast profit, but that profit will eventually come to an end. Better to take care and ensure that your profit lasts forever. This relates to their shared concept of orderly self-interest. While black and white philosophy cares primarily - if not solely - for their in-group, they are aware that a rigid, organized, orderly system benefits everyone. The tide raises all boats, after all. And, of course, loyalty and devotion have already been mentioned, but deserve to be acknowledged again."

talentforlying posting in

"Right then, we're going to skip back in time a bit, and start near the beginning. William Thompson was an American criminal and con artist whose deceptions caused the term 'confidence man' to be coined," John stated abruptly, once the bell rang. "So all of you aspiring con-artists can thank him for giving you a job title."

"Operating in New York City in the late 1840s, a genteely-dressed Thompson would approach an upper-class mark, pretending they knew each other, and begin a brief conversation. After initially gaining the mark's trust, Thompson would ask 'Have you confidence in me to trust me with your watch until tomorrow?' Upon taking the watch -- or, occasionally, money -- Thompson would depart, never returning the watch. This is because rich people are idiots, and it would have been considered 'rude' to refuse someone of their own social standing, and potentially caused a minor scandal if got out that they were scrooges."

"Thompson was arrested and brought to trial in 1849, in a case that made newspaper headlines across the country. The New York Herald, recalling his explicit appeals to the victim's "confidence," dubbed him the "confidence man." Per the Oxford English Dictionary, the first known use of the term was printed in The New Orleans Picayune. For those of you of the academic bent, the Thompson case was a major inspiration and source for Herman Melville's 1857 novel The Confidence-Man."

"So here's your assignment for today: grab a classmate or two and figure out what small-talk you need to make to get them to trust you. Think about what non-verbal cues you are looking for in people that let you steer the conversation, and give you the advantage you need to gain someone's confidence."

throughaphase posting in

The class was in the Home Ec room today, where there were plenty of supplies on each station, plus glitter. So much edible glitter.

Don't be shocked, now.

"We're going pretty easy today," Kitty began. "We're making cupcakes. I've got a lot of different mixes and all the supplies, and the only rule is you need to use glitter. I don't care if it's in the batter, the frosting, or both. Just be creative and make them pretty. Or a monstrosity. Both are good."

stykera posting in

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It’s safe to talk again, in case any of you weren’t sure. No more singing. As far as I know.

*chittering*

I did not sing to anyone!

*chittering*

What do you mean you recorded it?

*the opening notes of Dude (I Totally Miss You) play before some scuffling sounds*

Right. Moving on. Notes from the school! Feeding Yourself 101 was canceled due to singing. Ethics discussed whether or not it was ethical to record someone singing. How coincidental, squirrels…

Nothing from the dorms, sorry Porg.

And now, the town. Pam was singing a bit at Pick Your Poison before Harley arrived. Caleb was at the Boardwalk. He sang as well. Jack seemed annoyed by having to sing at the Perk and later in the day he went to Caritas where Kitty had also been singing and they discussed the singing and caught up.

Lucifer was also dealing with singing at the Devil’s Nest, though trying not to. Gregorith arrived and he and Lucifer sang at each other though neither seemed to enjoy it. Octavia and Lucifer were also unhappy with the singing situation. At least it seems to be over.

And finally, Sairis was at the Infinite Consortium. Also singing. And threatening the chair but not threatening the chair musically.

Hopefully today is quieter for everyone. Less musical.

napking posting in

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Gray arrived at Over Easy today on high alert.

"Is it safe?" Was anyone singing?

The dishwasher was humming a Bad Bunny song, did that count?

"People can't sing anyway when their mouths are full of waffles," Gray decided. They'd risk opening.

Will It Waffle? Wednesday Special
Cinnabon Waffles

Over Easy is open!

good_for_six posting in

"Spring break's coming up," Isabela announced to the class, in the tone of someone who had been on a great many of them. "Which is proving inspiring."

"So it's a thing in many places to make kids write essays about what they did on their school vacations," Aphra said. "We're going to flip that around and make you write a story about what you're going to do on yours."

"Remember the name of the class," Isabela said. "No reasonable expectations needed."

witchoftheflesh posting in

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Mark Adrian as another person who was quite glad to have hermitted away in his Grove yesterday. He'd thrown himself into prepping for the last of winter and the beginning of spring, including cutting a truly outrageous amount of firewood.

While singing. A lot of singing.

Today, his throat hurt and so did his arms and back, and Boston had, at various times, referred to his mood at 'grumpy,' 'brooding,' and once, even 'sulking.' Which, no he wasn't. He was just sore.

And also shut up.

afraid_of_marshmallows posting in

Immediately after radio yesterday, Arden had vanished to her room and hid, refusing to talk to anyone (and, yes, spending plenty of time singing to herself). Today, she had ventured out to the library, replete with snacks and drinks just in case it seemed like it was starting up again and she needed to quickly cram her mouth full.

Overkill? Possibly. Worth it?

Definitely.

sairis posting in

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Sairis had no idea what all the singing was about today, or why the hell he was singing things he didn't even know, but whatever was going on, it didn't seem to be malicious.

It was just really annoying. Especially since singing about "whistling while you work" didn't do much good when you were terrible at whistling a tune.

He scowled at the chair. "Don't judge me, or I'll reupholster you. You'd look good in plain brown leather."

But the shop was open, even if it was musical today.

carbsliftthespirit posting in

There was a sign on the door to the Home Ec room today:

CLASS CANCELED
No one wants to hear me sing!

You could learn about soup...well, no, not next week. Week after next.

throughaphase posting in

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Kitty would have thought she'd have escaped the weirdness today, until she got to work and started setting up for the day.

"Closing time, one last call for alcohol
So, finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time, you don't have to go home
But you can't stay here

She got through the whole song and immediately stopped what she was doing. Maybe she didn't want to be at work today? Just maybe?

[open anyway!]

sith_happened posting in

Anakin arrived in class looking a little hunted--a day devoted to singing when one's wife was not, say, musically gifted, was a bit of a trial before enough coffee was ingested. (And Rory's song about coffee had long and included inexplicable choreography.) "Hello," he said, choosing his words carefully.

Ahoksa had mostly been dealing with melancholy introspective pieces so far. "Sometimes, if you're unsure of a course of action, it pays to look outside of yourself."

"Today in particular let's you hear what mood you are sending into the universe," Anakin agreed.

"For example, if your actions are resulting in an ominous leitmotif." Some kind of military march with kettle-bells, maybe. "Then possibly it's not such a great idea."

Some people were just iconic, okay?

"And if you combine singing with some manner of horrifying romantic overture," Anakin added, "try to keep the object of you affection in mind. They might not be prepared for a huge declaration in, say, the middle of the road today."

"A huge, awkward declaration." Because when all was said and done, they were both space monks.

"So our ethical question is, should you bear witness to someone singing, should you record it or pretend like it didn't happen? Does it depend on the song?" Anakin asked.

"Do you respect their privacy and dignity?" There was a noticeably aghast silence from the bush that had totally always been in the corner of the room at the very idea. "Does your answer change if you like the person? If you don't like them?"

suitably_heroic posting in

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"You may push me around
But you cannot win
You may throw me down
But I'll rise again
The more you say
The more I defy you
So get out of my face!"

The door slammed shut behind him.

The baristas - and what few customers were in this time of day - looked up at him, blinking.

Jack slowly lowered his arms and stuffed his hands into his pockets. "What are you looking at?" he said defensively. "Have you never been through singing day before? Congratulations!"

Everyone turned back to their beverages.

"You'd think at least now the place would let me sing my own karking songs," he grumbled, and walked up to the counter. "Woo! Yeah!"

Of all the days for this to hit, it would just have to be when he finally had a moment to stop by again, huh?

[[ open for both your Atton and Atton-free perk needs ]]

my_own_advocate posting in

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There were many Fandom events that just sort of passed Lucifer by. Sometimes because they couldn't touch their celestial nature. Sometimes because-- well, when you already spoke the truth and you were already prone to bursting out into song, did you really notice when the island made you slightly more prone to do so?

He hadn't been.

Until Father's little musical meltdown a few years ago.

"And I w-- No," he snapped, irritably. "No, no, no. No more musical-- no more, no more sweet music-- I swear to Me, Dad, if this is you again--"

Tiny, meanwhile, was behind the bar, doing a very faithful rendition of 'Cups' as he cleaned the. Well. Cups.

[[ open ]]

joan_of_bark posting in

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There was a song stuck in Pam's head. It hadn't been there when she left Gotham in the morning, but it had popped into her mind the moment she spotted the flowering plant sitting on a shelf by the bath products, and--

"So I'll continue to continue... to pretend, my life-- will never end..."

Ugh. What was that. Simon and Garfunkel? Oh well. She moved the plant on the shelf, to make sure it got more sunlight, and--

And flowers never bend with the rainfall..."

Oh well. She wasn't really a music person, but she supposed Harley must have been in some kind of mood that morning. Maybe she just hadn't noticed the radio?

[[ open ]]

afraid_of_marshmallows posting in

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Hey there Fandom, what up, it's ya girl Arden Finch here giving you all the information that you could want about yesterdays shenanigans. Now then, let's grab these these notes and buckle your seatbelts because--

All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio blah, blah
Radio, what's new?
Radio, someone still loves you

Oh. Oh [BLEEP]. Okay, island, we're interrupting your regular news to bring you this important news bulletin: Today is a singing day. I repeat, today is a singing day. Be very careful about who you see and talk to today because goddess only knows what you'll end up singing about.

Ooooooooooookaaaaaaaay, let's see how fast we can make this. We start with Schoooooooooool's out for summer! No it isn't! It's still winter! Augh! Anyway, we had Squirrel! meet at the Atlas gym and did some working out to help us focus. *long pause* Okay, didn't bust into a song about fitness or anything, cool. Then there was Beginning Gourmet Cooking-- *long pause* --where we learned about chocolate by going to the Swiss home of milk chocolate and holy [b][BLEEP] if that wasn't the best class ever.

*long pause* Okaaaaaay? Cool, no singing, let's move on to--

No more pencils
No more books
No more teacher's
Dirty looks...

Are the squirrels somehow in charge of this? Are they? Because this feels, like, hella targeted to drive me crazy. Anyway, no [Dorms] but in Town--

The boys are back in town, the boys are back in town
I said, the boys are back in town, the boys are back in town
The boys are back in town, the boys are back in town
The boys are back in town, the boys are back in town

*muffled screech* As I said, An. Y. Way, Caleb was lingering over his coffee at Furnado and--

'Cause I want to live like animals
Careless and free (like animals)
I want to live
I want to run through the jungle
The wind in my hair and the sand at my feet...

Well...not entirely wrong, but for [BLEEP]'s sake, island, can I PLEASE get through these last few notes? Okay? Okay! Vi! Magpie Emporium! Visited by Steph! Movie Theater 3000! Captain Barnes moved candy to discount bin! And last, Clinic! Professor James brought pizza! There! Fine! Done! We can all go--

I know that I can't take no more
It ain't no lie
I want to see you out that door
Baby, bye, bye, bye (bye, bye)
Don't wanna be a fool for you
Just another player in your game for two
You may hate me, but it ain't no lie
Baby, bye, bye, bye (bye, bye)
Don't really want to make it tough
I just wanna tell you that I've had enough
It might sound crazy, but it ain't no lie
Baby, bye, bye, bye

*door opening noise* [Bleep] this, I'm out. God all those songs are like a billion years old anyway, what the f-- *door slam*

*several moments of dead air*

CLICK

stykera posting in

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Stark had promised pizza this week and since no parts of the island were changing shape while he walked on them he was following through on that. Nothing fancy, just a couple of pizzas and some sodas instead of the usual coffees. Something different for the day.

"I brought lunch," he said. "Like I said I would. I can get coffees as well, if anyone needs one, but there's pizza. Cheese. And veggies on the other." He wasn't sure if anyone was vegetarian though he was reasonably certain none of them were vegan based on coffee orders. "No crab, of course."

Stabby gave an approving nod. Which was neat when you considered crabs had no necks.

"So. Let's eat? Unless there's something I need to do first."

The clinic was open, smelled like pizza, and the alien was in.

suitably_heroic

Time came and went again. It was so much slower these days than Jack remembered it ever being, and yet so much faster. Music gigs, and work gigs, and just gigs, they passed on by at a rapid pace, slowing down towards the evenings and the mornings when he and Dane settled into a slow and comfortable routine.

Sitting here, it felt as if someone had hit the fast-forward button and life had rushed on past until it had suddenly stopped, jarring, in this tiny cramped burrito place buried in someone’s basement somewhere in Manhattan, blinking against the too-bright lights while Jill talked and the night slowed to a crawl outside. Like he was some kind of time traveler, lost out of time, staring at his–

Hand?

He really needed to stop philosophizing.

“Jack?” Jill said, doing her wise drummer-squint at him over the remains of her veggie burrito. “You doing okay there?”

“Yeah,” he said, and dropped his barbacoa-soaked mess into the sad little puddle of hot sauce at the bottom of his plate. “Sorry. I haven’t been sleeping enough lately, my head’s doing that thing where I lose track of the fabric of space-time completely. It’ll come back to me, I’m sure.”

( Anyway, I think I want to see how the summer works out... )

[[ can be open for phone calls et al ]]

heroic_jawline posting in

fandomhigh_ooc

This year, we're cruising through the Greek islands in the summer because we can change the time of year if we want to do, there's two feet of snow on the ground in Ottawa, and I am FREEZING.

We're going to be 10ish people to a yacht, exploring Athens and the Saronic Islands:

Heck yeah.

So sign up here (with or without a roomie) and we'll get you sorted out before our fake trip begins on Sunday!

sharp_man posting in

"Last week, we began working with gelatin," Hannibal said when everybody met him at Portalocity. "We will work a bit further with it in future, but this week, we shall be working with something else interesting and topical - chocolate. And because there is only so much to teach about it without seeing where it comes from, we will have another field trip."

He waved them through the portal - to Maison Cailler.

"Welcome to Broc, Switzerland. Maison Cailler is Switzerland's oldest brand, and considered by many to be the original home of milk chocolate. We will have a tour here, followed by a class taught by one of their chocolatiers. It will last several hours, but I've arranged portals so you won't miss the rest of the day back home, either. So, please enjoy the history, smells, and tastes of chocolate, pay attention in the class, and then we'll have some time in their store before we head back to the island."

intheeyeofthebeholding posting in

Class was meeting at the gym today, and when they showed up, they'd find Jon in trainers and a track suit, looking pained.

"Apparently one thing that helps focus is exercise. More than just walking. So we're going to try that." He sighed. "Look, I can't pretend I'm any good at this sort of thing, but if it helps, we might as well try it."

He waved to the (overly, if you asked him) cheerful coach, who walked them through a series of exercises and showed them how to use the machines. Then Jon waved them at the place. "Go on and...do whatever."

[Gym used with permission!]

shapethecentury posting in

fandomtownies

NOW SHOWING
"Beloved Classic"

If Bucky ever actually made it into the auditorium, he was probably going to have some questions. As it was, though, he was shifting the Valentine's candy into the discount section in the concessions stand.

While continuing to mentally grumble to himself about the amount of themed candy in the present day.

throughaphase posting in

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Morning! It's Kitty here with yesterday's news, and I'm running kind of late so let's make it quick.

At the museum, Gregorith was dancing around while working.

...And that was quick! Bye!

giveittoyoursister posting in

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Vi was looking exceptionally pleased with herself as she tidied around the counter today, almost like she'd had an extremely satisfying weekend. Because, well, she had.

Saffron, conversely was in the mother of all sulks, for she had been abandoned not only by her humans, but also the traitorous Little Bot (for, like, an hour at most). Woe for Saffron. Woe and betrayal.

not_a_haint posting in

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"*yawn*, mornin' critters."

Caleb hadn't slept entirely well the night before so he was a little more tired than usual when he started his shift, which meant that his routine of simply going through and checking on everyone took a bit longer, as he was lingering on his cup of coffee. He saw that whoever was in charge of naming them was on a mythology kick.

"Slepnir huh?"

joan_of_bark posting in

fandomhigh_ooc

Hello, folks! This is your reminder that tomorrow, February 17th is Once More With Fandom! That means characters can burst out into song unexpectedly - whether they're singing already-made songs or songs of your own devising is, of course, up to you.

mustbeawitch posting in

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You seem to be mistaken. I did this yesterday. I believe it is Mr. Stark's turn today.

*chittering*

What do you mean, 'indisposed?'...well, fine, then, don't tell me. Something to do with the holiday yesterday, I suppose. *sigh* Good morning, everyone! It is once again I, Miss Lydia Bennet, and I see that from the paucity of the notes provided to me the squirrels have not indulged my request for all the juicy details on your romantic liaisons yesterday. I suffer so cruelly. Still, one must soldier on, and soldier on we shall! I've only notes from the town, I'm afraid, so you shall have to imagine the happenings at the dormitory for yourself, although I can confirm they included some of the floral deliveries. Elsewhere, Mr. Raiden defended the decadence of brunch against healthy incursion at Over Easy, and Mr. James Stark had trouble choosing between the dishes on offer. And finally, at Mr. Blackwood's house, he and Miss Skywalker--oh! Well. I am sure they had a lovely morning. But that does seem to be the last of my notes, so I shall bid you farewell, dear listeners, until next time!

apologizeswithpie posting in

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It was remarkable how quickly one could get accustomed to things. It was in the high 30's today and the frigid temperatures of the past few weeks had become so part of his routine that it seemed warm. (he still eagerly awaited the spring)

But it meant he was in far better spirits today. So much so that he danced a bit (nothing fancy or 80's cleaning montage worthy) as he got everything set up, with The Offspring encouraging him over the speaker.

"So dance fucker dance..."

~~I need a t-shirt that says "Dance like only the squirrels are watching".~~

Current Music: The Offspring-You're Gonna Go Far

pocketpretzels

It had been a very busy Valentine's Day so far- first, there had been getting up early for services, after which Watts and Steven headed back home to grab their bags and head to their hotel. After settling in (and enjoying some of the champagne and strawberries Watts had arranged), they'd headed out for an afternoon at the beach and then a nice dinner.

Now, they were back in their room - well, not in the room, strictly speaking, as they were out on the terrace, getting ready to make s'mores. Though the temperature had cooled somewhat from that afternoon, it lacked the biting chill of a winter evening back east.

"Here," Watts said, handing over the back of vegan marshmallows that the hotel had provided.

carbsliftthespirit posting in

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"Okay, it's Valentine's Day, what have we got? I'm thinking chocolate, I'm thinking heart-shaped, I'm thinking aphrodisiacs...an acai smoothie bowl? Being healthy is sexy? You're fired. Who else has ideas, let's go!"

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Strawberry-Stuffed French Toast
Chocolate Pancakes
Sweetheart Waffles
Oysters Rockefeller Hash

"No, you're not actually fired, just read the room next time, okay?"

Over Easy is open!

mustbeawitch posting in

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Good morning, everyone, and happy Valentine's Day! And thank you ever so much to whoever sent me flowers! Now, let's get on with the news, shall we, and then you may all be released to your romantic endeavors. I expect details tomorrow, thank you.

At the school, the students in Overcoming Obstacles took Mr. Rogers and Mr. Stark's dogs for walks, whilst Cupcakes of the World(s) learned about butterfly cakes, which are apparently from England, where I can assure you we do not eat butterflies. And--oh! The porg is quite excited, so it seems we've a note from the dormitory, where in the second floor common room Mr. Karkaroth was doing some sort of crafting work, joined by Mr. Dooley, with whom he discussed the book he was reading and the distillation of spirits.

Moving along to the town, there was a bit of a breakage at Needful Things, where all your glass needs may currently be fulfilled, whilst at the forge, Mr. Henry of Skalitz was getting rather tired of horseshoes. At Miss Skywalker's warehouse, the woodchucks were being superstitious, and at the Trooper Station Detective Watts was dealing with quite a lot of phone calls. And finally, at the Devil's Nest, there was an otter in the bar, because why wouldn't there be? And with that, dear listeners, I shall leave you until next week. Farewell!

bigdamnprincipal posting in

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Early in the morning, the flowers that had been ordered through the Student Council were carefully delivered to their respective recipients. (With a normal amount of pollen, thank you very much.)

( Deliveries! )

bigdamnprincipal posting in

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This is your Friday the 13th reminder to get those flower orders in tonight! 💮💮💮

thatwaslucky posting in

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Rey didn't understand the superstition around Friday the 13th, but apparently the woodchucks did. She walked in to a broken mirror near the crate sitting area, and a random ladder in the middle of nothing. She didn't know why these things were there, and she wasn't asking. She was just getting to work with the dustpan (the Force saved her from actual sweeping) and watching as the woodchucks tossed salt over their shoulders before walking under the ladder. Where were they going? Also not asking.

"You can just go around," she said, deeply confused.

[Open!]

pocketpretzels posting in

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If last week had been devoid of activity, today was the opposite, with the phone practically off the hook given all the calls...

About things like "Is it bad luck if a black cat walks under a ladder? What if they break a mirror?"

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"Sometimes, dogs are just not going to concentrate on the obstacle course until they get some of their energy out," Steve said as Fee spun her leash around his legs.

She went until there wasn't leash anymore and then did the other direction. Because she was both smart and dumb at the same time.

"And it's a good way to get yourself out and exercising as well," Tony said with Libby who was staring with abject judgment.

Steve laughed. "Don't get these dogs if you don't want to exercise," he said.

"So, we'll be letting people take turns with the dogs," Tony said with a grin. "Please be careful on the stairs."

"Especially with Fee," Steve said, sounding resigned.

sairis posting in

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This place was so different, Sairis was still having issues adapting. But he'd started work this week, which meant he had a little more to do, and someplace to sell his charms and potions. He also had somewhere to work on them and spirit walk safely, which had gone a long way to helping.

That said, this place was also cold, and Sairis had no desire to trek to the shop for things that weren't dangerous and messy. So instead he was spread out at the table in the common room, tying and wrapping and weaving.

Hope nobody minded the small bones and grasses and things on the table.

[Open common room!]

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