Just a smalltown girl...

The clopping at the Perk was kind of distracting, in that fuzzy, familiar way that let Jack know immediately that he was--

Well, not home. But somewhere he'd lived for a very long time.

He didn't have any particular goal in coming here - unless you counted the big sugary coffee that he picked up at the counter - but it felt like... a healthy thing to do? A way to stretch his limbs, after months confined to the same place? He sat down at a seat by the window, mainly just to people watch. See how many people had gotten hit by this particular brand of Fandom whimsy.

He'd probably be heading home again in a couple of hours. But for now, he was here, and his head was strangely, comfortably quiet.

[[ open ]]

thatsmysword posting in

Henry had almost not come into the forge that morning. All the other madness, he'd largely been trying to take in stride, but growing hooves was the sort of thing that made a man wonder if he'd been to church enough in his life.

In the end, he opted for a small detour to said church, which was empty but at least-- churchy.

And now he was back here, attempting to ignore the clomping sound his feet made every time he moved around. He was just... just going to focus on the fire.

(Oh Lord, would he have to make himself horseshoes?)

[[ open ]]

noonedecidesmyfate posting in

Latkes were delicious. And it turned out that opening doors to cupboards and cabinets resulted in fried potatoes just as well as opening large doors did.

Belle, subsequently, had a lot of latkes.

Not as many as the gremlins did, of course. She was certain under some of them had found previously non-existent doors to open. How else could they have amassed so many.

At least they shared their sour cream and applesauce.

imafuturist posting in

Did the class look a little like the inside of a gingerbread house?

Yes.

Were the teachers thrilled about it? Also yes.

"It's nice when the holiday weirdness links up with things," Tony said cheerfully. "Welcome to your last class with us this year. Today we're just making cookies."

"And not s'mores." Paul Hollywood had dented Captain America's optimism. Which, honestly, felt like a declaration of war or something.

"So, let's get baking," Tony suggested. "You can use the cookies as gifts, maybe."

"You've all really improved," Steve said, nodding.

ifwebeworthy posting in

I feel like I'm forgetting something.

"It is probably nothing."

Or like the universe mixed something up or...something.

"Everyone feels like that this time of year."

Everyone feels like that in the week between Christmas and New Year. It's not then yet.

"Still, my point sta--"

Shit, my final!

Oh. Well. Yes, that was a significant thing to forget. "Give them all As and be done with it," Thor proposed.

Specials
Mulled Wine
Poinsettia

The Devil's Nest is open!

(This post brought to you by my somehow posting Raiden's class yesterday instead of Don's. Whoopsie.)

wrongkindofsith posting in

I know this is a place where food just falls from the sky, but have you considered not eating the closet pancakes?

*chittering*

I don't know why I even asked. just...notes.

Finals week continued up at the School, with Space Pirates, Pirates In Spacebeing attacked by 'enemies', while in the Library Arden had to deal with pryomaniac gremlins and Gray telling her about Raiden's missing meat.

The Dorms were quiet, while in Town, Gray was anti-candle at Over Easy, while Adrian was pro-candle and pro-cookie at Pick Your Posion. Rey and Pam both got cookies, though only one of them also got kisses.

napking posting in

It was a good thing the candles didn't seem to be able to burn anything, because Gray had had...a few close encounters with them already. It did turn out they could drop wax on your face, though, but that peeled off.

Although it did take hair with it.

He and that bit of his left eyebrow didn't want to talk about it.

Also, he couldn't believe Christmas was barely a week away! He so wasn't ready for it to be over! This was stupid Thanksgiving's fault for being so late this year, ugh.

Will It Waffle? Wednesday Specials
Peppermint Waffles
Hot Cocoa Waffles
Gingerbread Waffles

Over Easy is open!

carbsliftthespirit posting in

"Sorry about last week," Raiden told his students. "I was a dog." It was none of you's first day in Fandom, so he didn't feel like he needed to expand on that. "This week is our last week together! The semester really flew by, huh? There's so much more food out there...but we'll save that for another semester. Next semester, if you're a kitchen disaster or you just need to brush up on your skills, I'm teaching a cooking class! It'll be fun! I hope.

"Last time I taught this class, we went to India for our last class, and when I thought about all the great food we haven't tried yet, I decided, why not repeat a banger? So we're going to Delhi, the capitol of India, home to over twenty-eight million people and the second-largest metropolitan area in the world after Tokyo.

"Now, Delhi has a strong Punjabi influence, but because it's the capitol people from all over India have come here, so there are other influences from all over the country, which means you can find all different kinds of Indian food here--and yes, there are different kinds of food, because India actually has a lot of different cultures and languages. A lot of the food in India is vegetarian, due to strong local religious influences, but we'll also be trying various meats today, and most of the food will be full of spices, because they're plentifully available in this region--and they happily adopted ones that came from abroad, like the chili pepper--and they make things taste good. So, uh, I hope you're down with the chili pepper. Today we're gonna go on a food tour to experience as much as we can in as short an amount of time as we can, so let's go!"

good_for_six posting in

Class was in the Danger Shop, and your teachers were actually there. Isabela stood at the wheel of the increasingly improbable star ship, and Aphra was making a show of looking though a pair of electrobinoculars.

"It's our last class today, and we've trained you well for our maiden voyage through the stars." Had you Isabela? Had you? "Luckily, it should be easy sailing."

As if very subtly prompted Aphra waved her hands and yelled "Enemy fleet to starboard!"

Was she going to elaborate on which enemy it was? No, Aphra had far too many to pick one.

"To stations, crew," Isabela declared. "They'll never take us."

stykera posting in

Welcome to another Wednesday. Hopefully nothing is on fire. There are so many candles. So many. And so many squirrel tails in here with so many candles…

Right. Let’s start with the notes from the school. There was a snowball fight for Reclaming Your Childhood. Diplomacy had to deal with a fake and terrible party thrown by Anakin. I would expect a party from Anakin to be terrible. And then we had a meal open to everyone in my Dealing With Other People’s Trauma class. I have leftovers if anyone is hungry. Maybe I should ask Raiden…

And I have nothing from the dorms and the porg is not on fire yet and neither are any squirrels. Somehow.

And now, the notes from the town. Erasmus was judging the flamingos in the park. That seems fair. Arden was also judging them for being bullies. And Henry was taking his horse for a walk and Erasmus met the horse. Who is named Pebbles and did not bite. Kitty looked at the tiny town on Selkie Peak before heading to Caritas and dealing with Tino who was decorating the bull. Oh dear.

That seems to be all. Enjoy the candles. Try not to set anything on fire.

witchoftheflesh posting in

Unlike some beleagured librarians, Adrian was having a lovely day with the candles. He had the lights turns off, letting the candles and the sunlight provide the illumination, there were plenty of plants around to add to the festive feeling, and he'd spent much of the last few days baking, so there were plenty of ~~moddable~~ Christmas cookies around for people to enjoy, as well as merry carols playing quietly in the shop.

Christmas wasn't exactly one of his holidays (Blackwood witches celebrated Yule), but it was close enough and the important thing was that it spread joy and cheer, right?

afraid_of_marshmallows posting in

How were they literally a week out from Christmas? Arden was not prepared. Arden was the opposite of prepared. And Arden wasn't about to get any more prepared during her shift today. Yes, the candles that had shown up today were very pretty and she loved how not flammable they seemed to be, but she didn't love how hard the gremlins were working to test that inflammability.

So yeah, her day was spent running around and keeping gremlins from trying to light the library, the books, the furniture, and themselves on fire.

"None of these things are the lights of Hanukkah, you jerks!" she seethed.

heroic_jawline posting in

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Good morning/afternoon/evening everyone! It's time to sign up for your Spring 2026 Classes! These sign-ups are for EVERYONE: students, teachers, and townies. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY. Please read the following before you start signing up:

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The Important Stuff About Signing Up For Classes

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2) If it's OOC for your character to take a class but you really want to take it anyway, just sign them up and we'll pretend it was an IG paperwork mishap. "Blame the moose" has been working for years!

3) If you sign up, please, please try to show up. It lets the mods judge if you're still in the game and it makes the work the teachers are putting into coming up with something fun to interact with so worth it.

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5) To be fair to people in all time zones, sign-ups are not first-come, first-serve.

And now we get to what you really want to see: Spring Classes!!!!

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[OOC: WAIT FOR THE OCD I AM VERY TIRED IT COULD TAKE A HOT SECOND]

atreideslioness posting in

Posters had ~~handwavily~~ been up across the island for a week, advertising a free snowball fight getaway, and now a giant portal was waiting on the front steps to the same winter wonderland that Ghanima's students would recognize from last week.

This week, however, anyone who ventured through it would find a few pre-made snow barriers set up around the hills. Not full-on snowforts, people would have to build those themselves, but drifts large enough for a person to take cover behind in a pinch.

"Welcome to our final class for Reclaiming Your Childhood, and welcome to our friends and neighbors who opted to join us," Ghanima said cheerfully, nonchalantly holding on to the back of Trebor's jacket as he lunged for the portal, giggling, straining against his mother's grip. "--no, not yet, dearest. Spannungsbogen."

"--as I was saying. Welcome to the All-Fandom Snowball Battle! Your rules today are this -- have fun. Let go of your inhibitions. And do your best to let your inner child free." With that, she let go of Trebor, and let him go tumbling through the portal, squealing in delight. "The child is not off-limits, he will put a snowball down your jacket if you let him. He's as rude as his uncle."

"Have fun!"

sith_happened posting in

Have you heard George Michael's Christmas song yet? Because now you will! All. Class. Long.

Your teachers were from a galaxy far, far away and didn't know about such things, of course.

"For your final exam, we are throwing you a party," Anakin said.

"We both worked very hard on it." This was technically not a lie. "And our feelings will be hurt if you don't like it." This was a lie.

"I chose the music," Anakin said proudly because he was slightly evil sometimes still, "and Ahsoka got the food. It will arrive at some point. Wasn't it supposed to be here?"

"It will be here when it arrives," Ahsoka said, with the calmness of someone who knew exactly how late the food was going to be. "I spent all the catering budget on it after all."

You know in case anyone was foolishly hoping there'd at least be an open bar.

"And then we'll have a white elephant swap," Anakin said. He'd wrapped a rotisserie chicken because there was something quite wrong with him.

"Remember, a lot of thought has gone into these presents." Terrible, terrible thoughts.

stykera posting in

The classroom was set up with something of a feast today. No terrible fancy foods. Nothing like what, say, Ignis and Liliana might have provided, or the caterers for one of Tony and Steve’s parties. But there was takeout from a variety of Fandom restaurants and there were baked goods provided by the teacher himself. He wasn’t going to pass up an opportunity to make cupcakes for a group, now was he?

“Welcome,” Stark said. “As you can see, there’s plenty of food. Plenty to take with you for later if you need, as well.”

“We’ve talked about how holidays, and winter itself, can be hard for people. Sometimes a gathering like this might help. Or just having someone bring you food might help. Sometimes it’s the small things, like a bit of company or a meal, that really make all the difference. And sometimes…sometimes it’s just a nice thing, a good thing, to spend some time with others. Especially in a relaxed way. Parties like we often have here can be overwhelming, sometimes. This ought to be less intimidating.”

Especially since he had no idea who might even show up to this.

“So…let’s eat? Unless someone has something else they’d like to say. I’m always happy to listen.”

[Things have been a bit weird the past few days and I meant to post something about this being VERY OPEN earlier. Ah well. VERY OPEN! If you think you might possibly have heard about it from Stark or a squirrel or a student or a chicken in a cape or whatever please stop by for some free food and company!]

afraid_of_marshmallows posting in

What up, Fandom. It's me, ya girl Arden Finch coming at you with a new day's worth of news reports. In School--

*wild and excited squawking*

Whoa whoa whoa! Okay okay! I get it! There's a note about the dorms today! We'll get to it, we'll get to it, I promise. But we have an order, okay? First, School. Flight & Flying had us designing our own starfighter and program it into the Danger Shop. And Cryptozoology asked everybody what their favorite cryptids are.

In Dorms--

*Loud noise-makers and drumming*

--because, yes, we have a Dorms note today. Henry was hanging up posters for a communal meal for Professor James Stark's class on Wednesday.

*Wild crowing*

Very good, porg friend. Anyway, moving on to Town, where chickens reigned supreme. At the Infinite Consortium, Professor Vess fought with a white chicken over who got to sit where. In Pizza Planet, Ray took everything with chicken off the menu and can these chickens stay all the time? That'd be great. And at Pick Your Poison, Dr. Isley was basically a chicken babysitter all day. And at the Clinic, the crab was jealous of the keen capes that the chickens had.

And that's all the notes. So this is ya girl Arden Finch, heading out to find today's weird Christmas magic stuff. But I'll leave you with Yo La Tengo's Eight Candles, in celebration of Hanukkah. Have a great day, Fandom!

throughaphase posting in

Kitty was a little late to work due to taking Lexi to Selkie Peak to see the town lit up at night. (And it being dark meant the kid probably wouldn't notice the puppet people and start asking questions.)

When she got into work, she didn't find Tino at first. Not until he came back in with a load of tangled Christmas lights that he was going to stick on the mechanical bull. Kitty felt like this would end in being able to spot the bull from space, but at least it kept him occupied.

[Open but probably slow for work!]

stringstothesoul posting in

Erasmus was freezing. It never got this cold in southern Mississippi. However, here he was, out of doors, hands wrapped around a peppermint mocha--tis the season, after all--having gotten a little distracted by some of Fandom's wildlife.

Specifically, as he sat on this park bench, he was trying to figure out if the flamingos were actually were-flamingos and that was why they were this far north in this insane frigid weather (it was almost forty degrees). "You know you guys can tell me if you are, right?" Maybe they didn't like necromancers. "But if you are maybe you should go somewhere heated? Are feathers warm enough for this weather?"

(Open post is open, and brought to you by a short story in Erasmus's universe casually including a were-flamingo like that's a normal thing to have in your urban fantasy universe or something.)

stykera posting in

fandom_clinic

"They don't work here, do they?" Stark asked when he saw the chickens in capes wandering around by the front Desk. "Or are they patients? Or just visitors?"

The nurses shrugged. "The crab just showed up one day. Why not chickens? And look how well dressed they are!"

"I do like their capes," Stark had to admit. So stylish!
"But I didn't bring them coffee. Or anything else. Can chickens even have coffee?"

Stabby, meanwhile, seemed to be pouting in his tank about not having a cape of his own. Poor crab.

The clinic was open and full of fancy fowl!

thatsmysword posting in

fandomhighdorms

So Henry had sort of accidentally talked his Dealing With Other People's Trauma teacher into doing a collective meal this week, and he felt obligated to at least... try to let other people know it was happening?

It took him some time that morning to find the right implements. (He had also managed a paper cut. Who knew you could cut yourself on something that soft and thin? It wasn't like it was metal!)

And now he was going about the dorms putting up the carefully handwritten posters. He knew most people in here, so he figured it would be all right.

IF YUO WAMT FOD THER WILL BEE SOM AT DEELNG WIT OTTER PEELPS TARUMA CLAS TUSDAY, said the posters.

Right, he thought to himself, eyeing his handiwork half an hour later. Perhaps he should ask Supper Club as well? ... Where did Supper Club live when it wasn't Supper Club?

"I should've thought this one through," he said mournfully, scratching the back of his head. (He did not pay attention to the chickens. They didn't register as anything weird.)

[[ open! feel free to catch him around the dorms or in the lobby ]]

joan_of_bark posting in

"Don't eat that," Pam said.

"That's poisonous to birds," Pam said.

"I-- well, I guess it's free manure," Pam said.

She had hoped to spend some time working in the yard, cleaning up the last leaves and checking in to see how her plants were responding to the weather. But she didn't have time. No, instead, she'd become a chicken babysitter for the day.

"And I-- what are you--"

Or a baby let-chickens-sit-on-her, apparently. "Are you going to be on my shoulder all day?" she asked the little thing.

"Buh bah bup," the hen said decisively, and curled up against her neck.

[[ open ]]

carbsliftthespirit posting in

"Maybe we take anything with chicken off the menu for the day? I don't wanna upset them. Oh, you're way ahead of me, great...no, no, we can put 'em back tomorrow. Or whenever the chickens are gone. I don't know how they feel about eggs, but that's really more of a problem for Over Easy, isn't it?"

Specials
Roast Beef Pizza with Horseradish Sauce, Provolone, & Au Jus
Christmas Tree Pizza
Mint Brownie Pizza

Pizza Planet is open!

intheeyeofthebeholding posting in

Jon eyed the chicken in the teacher's seat. Then he carefully leaned up against the desk and relaxed when it didn't attack. Look, whoever was in charge here, it clearly wasn't him.

"This is finals week," Jon announced to the class, "so for your final - I would like you to explain to the class what your favorite cryptid is and why. It can be one we've discussed in class, one we didn't get to, one from your world, or one you've entirely made up, so long as you're descriptive about it."

Look, at least he wasn't making you all write essays about them, which had been his first impulse. He had loosened up!

solo_sword posting in

The class was back in the Danger Shop one more time, which didn't look like much of anything at first.

"This is our last class," Jaina began. "I want to thank you for taking it, and hopefully you've learned something, or at least had fun with it. And since it's the last class, you're going to be choosing your own adventure. You'll all get to design your own starfighter and program it into the Danger Shop, at which point you'll get to fly around in it before we move on to the next person. Hopefully by now you also have some preferences to plug in there, or you know what you think is cool-looking. That works too."

Please ignore the clucking of a chicken coming from... somewhere.

solo_sword posting in

-am I supposed to be doing something with them? Why are there capes?

*chittering*

Oh, we're on. Good morning, this is Jaina and some capes wildlife with yesterday's news, because December is... December sometimes.

The pine trees at least had Rey in a good mood at Stark's, while Gregorith decorated the one at the museum. And Tony brought donut bribes for Steve and they talked about his cat behavior and whether the squirrels have forgiven him.

*begrudged chittering*

I think that's a "yeah, sure." That's all I've got. Good day to you and your chickens.

deathsmajesty posting in

It had been a good weekend in the creepy mansion in the woods. Even though it had been unlikely that they'd go out anywhere, there was something a little special about staying in to avoid a storm-- yes, even if that storm had been made of marshmallows more than snow or rain. Liliana and Ignis had stayed up late listening to the wind howling around the eaves, wrapped in blankets in front of the fireplaces, drinking cocoa and mulled wine (and, of course, coffee), playing chess and the lyre, sharing poetry and music, before finally heading upstairs to bed...and, eventually, to sleep. The next day, they'd enjoyed the chiming trees, Liliana describing how lovely they were in the gathering dusk, the woods around them illuminated by their lights.

Which was why this morning, Liliana was very much looking forward to discovering what today's surprise was. She didn't spot anything in the mansion, nor on the way to the shop...

...It was when she opened the door that she spotted a white chicken in a red cloak. Because it was sitting in her chair, looking for all the world, like queen of everything.

Liliana stared at the chicken. The chicken stared at Liliana. "On the one hand, I appreciate the attitude," she informed it. "On the other hand, that's my chair."

The pure white chicken ignored Liliana and proceeded to preen itself. A moment later it was unceremoniously tossed out of the chair, squawking and fluttering down to the ground. A few moments after that, it was a full on war inside the Consortium.

...Liliana had much preferred the twinkling trees and the marshmallow storm, thank you.

[Ignis modded with permission!]

imafuturist posting in

Yes, yes. I'm me again. And I brought rum to make up for... cat things. Happy?

*sullen chittering*

Take the rum. And let me read the single note and I'll be out of your fur. Good? Good. Ahem. Hello again, Fandom, this is Tony Stark with your news. Even if the news is just about Raiden setting up brunch at Over Easy in spite of the marshmallow rain before letting Jon know what holiday he partakes in for the season.

But that's all there is. And I'm getting out of here before the squirrels get riled up again. Have fun!

okteiviakom posting in

Please join me in giving a warm welcome to the new additions to the island for spring term 2026!

College Students
Caleb Gibson from Old Gods of Appalachia (

not_a_haint)
Sairis Karkaroth from The Knight and the Necromancer (

sairis)

Woo, welcome!

apologizeswithpie posting in

Gregorith didn't think twice about the tree that he found in the lobby when he came in, assuming it was just part of the seasonal decoration. After he had settled in for the day, he contemplated it though. Deciding it needed a little something.

Sure the tinkling sparkles were nice but lights on a tree just weren't enough were they. So he went hunting in the storeroom and went to work adding some color.

"There. That's ridiculous. I'm sure Sharkie would be proud." And Bel would possibly be appalled. Asmodeus would be very amused, which Gregorith could be grouchy about. Win win.

The tree was now decorated with fabric swatches. The star at the top was made of paint color samples stapled together. He took pictures to send back home and then immediately started second guessing his choices. Especially the color sample star. Maybe that was too much.

The museum is open.

Current Music: John Denver and the Muppets rendition of Silent Night

thatwaslucky posting in

See, these were the kinds of things Rey liked in December. The sparkly pine trees were great. Walking through the park to work with all the chimes had been really nice!

And there was one at work. There was no bad here. Maybe by the end of her shift the chimes might actually get annoying but that was Future Rey's problem, right now she loved it.

[Open!]

my_own_advocate posting in

Lo, the season continues.

Monday, December 15th: Chickens in capes roam the island. Adorable.
Tuesday, December 16th: Anyone wandering past Selkie Peak will notice that there's a massive miniature village built up against it, just across Selkie Lake, full of moving parts, lights, and little puppet people going around their day. On closer inspection, it looks a lot like Fandom...
Wednesday, December 17th: Candles appear everywhere. Mysteriously, they don't burn anything.
Thursday, December 18th: Hungry? No longer! Any time you open a door, a pile of latkes appears.
Friday, December 19th: Santa hats? So passe. Today, everyone (whose player choses to) sprouts reindeer antlers and/or hooves!
Saturday, December 20th: The island is visited by a flock of sentient snowmen. They seem quite friendly, but also prone to singing family-friendly earworms that won't leave you all day.
Sunday, December 21st: Everyone wakes up with a free snuggie.

carbsliftthespirit posting in

Raiden had noticed the marshmallow storm, of course, but he'd been in enough of a hurry to see how things were at Over Easy that he'd been able to mostly ignore it on his way there. "Everything looks great, guys, I'm really proud of you for keeping it going without me or Gray. Well. Mostly me." Raiden could be realistic about some things. "What've we got going for specials? Are they Christmas-y enough? Remember where we are. And who my brother is...yeah, those'll do! Oh, and, uh...don't let me go outside for a while, okay? No, I'm sure catching them out of the air is fine but I will eat the ground marshmallows."

Specials
Dark Chocolate Peppermint Pancakes
Eggnog Waffles
Prime Rib Eggs Benedict
Hot Chocolate

Over Easy is open!

mustbeawitch posting in

Good morning, everyone! It is a delight to be back with you, and to have thumbs again. You really don't appreciate your thumbs enough, you know. Kitty was quite right about that. Let's get on with the news, shall we? I hope the squirrels have brought me a tidbit of juicy gossip to celebrate my return to girlhood.

*chittering*

Ah. I am not to get my hopes up, it seems. Well, we'll see. At the school, Lord Thor told his students about 'lake-effect snow,' whatever that is, in Weather & Storms. I've no notes from the dormitory, but it seems that in the town, Detective Watts received word of thieving gnomes at the Trooper Station, where Mr. Grant joined him with luncheon and an umbrella. Ah, yes, I am rather glad my wardrobe did not suffer yesterday. At the forge, Mr. Henry was delighted to find the water had returned to the pipes, whilst at her warehouse, Miss Skywalker was trying to clean a woodchuck when she was joined by Dean Skywalker.

Well, the squirrels did not lie. Not an ounce of gossip in the lot. I am disappointed in you all. Do better for me next week, hmm? Until then, I bid you all a fond farewell, and am off to traipse through the confectionery in search of tea.

thatsmysword posting in

Henry did not own a lot of clothes, though he had recently, at least, acquired a coat through his earnings from the forge. And thus, when he finally made it to the forge come morning, in the coat and some Shenanigans t-shirt, he was--

"How? I haven't-- what's the-- how?"

He was, usually, a bit better at rolling with Fandom's strange whims nowadays; but sometimes, in the face of ruined clothes and no soap in sight, he could still lapse and panic and...

"Water. The water's returned!"

Sorry, forge. You'd be lit eventually. Just not before Henry washed everything he was wearing.

[[ open ]]

thatwaslucky posting in

Rey should have worn black. But no, she failed to look outside before leaving- a rookie mistake in December- and now she was going to have to spend a while in MCA's laundry room washing white clothes.

She was already irritated about that, but she was also spending training time trying to very carefully scrub the color off an unlucky woodchuck. "I'm going to need you to stop squirming if you want me to do this," she said. "Unless you want to run through the course while I turn on the rain controls."

[I love December. Open!]

ifwebeworthy posting in

Thor was no longer a frog! This was cause for celebration, and also meant class was not canceled again. Instead, the students would enter the Danger Shop to find themselves in their pavilion, with hot drinks on hand and snowdrifts several feet high all around them.

"Those who live near the Great Lakes, or perhaps Lake Baikal or certain seas, will be familiar with lake-effect snow," Thor told his students. "This is when cold air moves across warmer waters for an extended period of time, picking up moisture from the lake in the lower layers of the air mass and freezing it in the upper layers. Once it reaches the shores and is no longer collecting more moisture, the moisture falls as snow, resulting in heavy precipitation to the tune of even several inches per hour. Buffalo, New York, for instance, once recorded more than eighty-two inches of snow in four days.

"Obviously, this can cause great difficulties for inhabitants of these regions. Roofs may be at risk of collapse under the great weight of the snow, and one can only dig out paths and cars so much. The drifts may be at risk of collapse, even, and may take up space such that some locations, such as parking lots, may need to have them removed to an alternate location. There is much to consider when precipitation does not merely sink into the ground, but perhaps the answer is to learn to live alongside the snow, and accept the shape of the seasons." Easy to say when you weren't the one who might have to exit your house through an upstairs window.

"This snow, unlike the snow outside, will not stain you, so you are free to enjoy it. Or, if you would rather be colorful, you can leave and go enjoy the true weather."

solo_sword posting in

It's my last day at this suckass job!! And all my work is being done by other people and I have literally nothing to do but I have to be here at least till lunch so they don't say I used a vacation day because I want to be paid out for it! So, here's a meme we last did in May of last year.

Ping in with your canon (as specifically as you'd like for giant insane comic, SW and MCU stuff). Then wait for other people to ping in with their canons! If you're familiar with it, tell them! And then, yay, new people to squee with!

Please to be entertaining me.

pocketpretzels posting in

Watts's normally ambling walk to the Trooper Station had become a bit of a mad dash today once he'd realised what was going on with the snow. Luckily, he'd been able to snatch up an abandoned newspaper (a real good trick in a town that didn't actually publish a newspaper these days, but Watts supposed some people must have subscriptions to publications from the mainland- or wherever it is they might be from, for that matter) and so while his hat had been speckled with a few flecks here or there, he'd managed to avoid most of it.

Once he'd settled in for the day he sent a quick text to Steven advising him to bring an umbrella when he came by for lunch, and then got down to business as usual at the Station. Which mostly meant fielding calls regarding lawn gnome thefts, today.

No, not thefts of gnomes. Thefts allegedly by the gnomes.

heroic_jawline posting in

Good morning, everyone. If you haven't gone outside yet, it's snowing and making everything colorful.

*annoyed meowing*

Including Tony.

*more annoyed chittering*

And the squirrels, but I'm not going to give them baths. Let's get to the news, okay?

In classes, Liliana cancelled class due to excessive mistletoe, Belle was dealing with slightly less aggressive mistletoe in the library, and my class watched British people destroy s'mores.

*Tony meowing*

And my optimism a little bit, yeah. In town, Steven was doing a lot of work at the museum and Rey and Stark were very over the mistletoe. And that's everything! Have a great day.

heroic_jawline posting in

Steve came into the class with a cat-shaped Tony on his shoulder. "So, leaving Tony alone during last week's class was a terrible idea," he said. "Fortunately, everything is almost dried out at home...but we're going to just sit and watch an episode of British people making food instead of setting anything onto the stove for Tony to knock over."

Tony looked unmoved. "It will be relaxing," Steve concluded.

Until the technical challenge was making s'mores, then Steve would be indignant.

noonedecidesmyfate posting in

Belle was as yet unaware of today's bit of oddness.

But then she hadn't been around anyone else so the mistletoe had not yet had any opportunities whatsoever. Would that change now? Nobody knew for sure. Certainly not Belle.

There was some mistletoe on the ceiling and creeping around the tops of tail shelves but there were also plenty of other decorations.

For now, Belle was happily reading a rather spicy romance novel at the desk.

thatwaslucky posting in

Maybe it was because she'd been alone today before now, but Rey had made it to the Peek without incident. She'd ordered her drink without a problem.

But she'd just sat down at her table when the mistletoe started its thing, and she was glad she had a to go cup or the coffee would have gone everywhere.

The barista who'd made her drink kind of shrugged like she'd been dealing with this all day but hey, she was open. Rey was ignoring them both.

[Bored! Open!]

wrongkindofsith posting in

*kissy noises*

No. Go harass someone else.

*louder, more insistent kissy noises*

I have the squirrel's rum and I have a lighter.

*marked absence of kissy noises*

Moving on. Up at the School, Health Education had Liliana substituting and talking herbs, while in the Library, Arden had to deal with dogs and gremlins and the pipes.

The Dorms and Town were both fairly quiet, with Adrian also having pipe issues at Pick Your Poison, while Pam considered the horrors.

*chittering*

I don't know, maybe if you'd written more specific notes we'd know what horrors.

deathsmajesty posting in

Liliana was a little more than halfway to the school when she noticed the mistletoe. She considered that, considered the fact that she was heading in to teach a class, and promptly decided that that was a mess she had no desire to deal with.

Soon, there was a message going around to everyone enrolled in Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse. Class canceled due to aggressive mistletoe.

Look, either you understood why this was a favor, or you would by that afternoon.

She also contemplated just having office hours instead, but something about the idea of catching up on grading gave her the shivers and so, she decided that the best thing to do would be to return home and let everything sort itself out next week.

hasaknightjob posting in

It was a busy time of year in work and out. At the moment Steven was combining the two, as Blathers had asked him to take care of sending something to the various vendors they used to wish them a happy holidays.

Which in turn had Steven grateful he'd already done his shopping for gifts for Blathers and Gregorith.

On top of that, Hanukkah was next week and there was a chance Steven and Llewellyn would be out of town for the bulk of it. As such Steven was busy making sure everything was taken care of just to be safe. He didn't want to leave Gregorith feeling like he'd been burdened with extra work during the holidays after all.

Steven was very busy behind the Welcome Desk, but interruptible for visitors of course.

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stykera posting in

Good morning. If you haven’t already tried do not try to shower you’ll regret it. Wait until tomorrow. It’s better that way. I promise.

*chittering*

No, I didn’t. I shower at night but I used the sink. So I know.

Right. It’s Wednesday. The island is odd and I hope you have bottled water if you need it. So now let’s talk about yesterday.

The School had the usual classes. Ghanima took her Reclaiming Your Childhood students sledding. Which could be fun, if it weren’t cold. Diplomacy students had to pretend to work in a call center and the squirrels seem extremely horrified. It’s like they’ve never met Anakin before. He’s like this. And my Dealing With Other People’s Trauma class was…mostly about me not liking winter and being frightened by yesterday’s reindeer which really isn’t funny even if Leroy is laughing.

Nothing from the dorms yesterday but a few notes from the town.

Adrian invited Rey to his grove to watch the reindeer.

And Kitty dealt with Tino trying to ride a reindeer and then Gregorith, who I still haven’t met yet, came in and they discussed the December oddness of the island.

witchoftheflesh posting in

Adrian wasn't entirely sure how the water in his systems had gotten turned into holiday beverages, but then, who was he to grouse about magic not being logical?

So there would be no major cleaning today, leaving him time to work on his list of Christmas presents for people...and trying to convince Lydia-kitty to forgive him for not informing her that Bran turned into a raven before this. She was apparently very upset about him keeping that from her and was ostentatiously ignoring him.

And sometimes glancing backwards to make sure he noticed that she was VERY MUCH IGNORING HIM.

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