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Sure, it was hot as hell out, but it wouldn't really be Pride if you didn't have to be constantly reminded to hydrate, would it? Besides, just like every year there was a rainbow high in the sky above the island, bold and vivid almost in an in-your-face kind of way.

Streamers in various Pride flag colors ran between trees and light fixtures all over the park, shiny rainbow confetti (easier to clean up than glitter!) was everywhere, and once again the bounce house and ballpit slide were at the center of all the activity.

Carnival games and rides, all of them queer-themed in some way, branched out from the bounce house area toward the karaoke stage where the ~~NPC~~ band made up of a bunch of wargamers from the Magpie Emporium was slated to play several sets at various points during the day (with Steph sitting in on drums for a little bit of each set). The barbecue grills in the picnic area were ready to use for anyone who wanted to make their own food, and the vendor tables and booths were set up nearby for the local businesses who'd be participating.

Things might be a little less organized this year, but in Steph's defense she didn't have as much help with the heavy lifting and last-minute details as usual since Vi was a tiny hyperactive kitty right now. Still. She'd done this enough by now to have A System, damn it.

Enjoy your laid back and entirely corporate-free Pride, Fandom!

[OOC: I, meanwhile, am much less organized this year. Sigh. Threads are up! Go forth!]

thatwaslucky

Rey was cleaning up a little, just picking up remotes and things from earlier training, and there was a porg following her. She wasn't sure where it came from but she'd given up caring about things like that. What she did care about was that she was getting slightly annoyed.

"Can you wait over there?" she asked, pointing towards a crate.

The porg gave a little trill and a flap of its wings, and then hopped on over to make up some distance between them for when she started walking again.

Maybe she should charge admission, it was basically a zoo in here now.

[Open!](/small>

pocketpretzels

In between bouts of actual Trooper Station related work (no, not the "cybersecurity training", whatever that was), Watts was making sure his arrangements for his and Steven's holiday next week were all set.

He was very grateful for how easy the advent of mobile phones made that task, at least. No actual phone calls needed to be made, it was all done through the google.

He was here if you needed him, though!

ifwebeworthy

Thor was still very much on a mead kick, which shouldn't come as a surprise since...well, he was Thor.

Fortunately, humans were as endlessly creative with mead as they were with everything else, and you could do so much more with mead these days than just drink it from a very large flagon!

Specials
Blackberry Mead Old Fashioned
Muddled Blueberry Garden
Mead Coconut Colada

The Devil's Nest is open!

imafuturist

Steve was finally allowing Tony to be as extra as the very fiber of his being wanted to be for his birthday. Which meant it would be the most red, white, and blue themed monstrosity that it needed to be when you were Captain America and born on the 4th of July.

So, of course he was gladly braving the heat to put up invites to, yes, another party for the island. Summer was popping off, folks.

Steve Roger's Birthday Celebration!
July 3rd, Stark Industries Ballroom
With fireworks to close out the night on the roof
Come one, come all!

Patty was helping out by aggressively panting and carrying said fliers on a little satchel on his back. It was adorable for sure.

[establishy, but open if you like!]

flamesburned

With how hot the last few days had been, Liz had not been sleeping very well at all and wasn’t feeling a hundred percent when she came downstairs to try and get some work done. It was near the end of the month so she wanted to get as much of the end of month reports done as she could, even though focusing on work was proving to be rather difficult that morning.

[the Photo Hut is open!]

drumsticksandd20s

With two days to go until Pride, Steph had about five dozen small tasks to juggle. Nothing too serious -- just the long, long list of seemingly trivial items that needed to get done in order to make sure things went off without a hitch -- but it did have her in a bit of a hectic state, constantly on the phone while she rang up customers and checked table reservations.

And, of course, made sure Saffron had her salmon treat. Not that Saffron had been feeling terribly charitable toward her ever since the HVAC maintenance person had found multiple stashes of kitty toys hidden away in the ducts.

This was all going to keep her busy until the usual lunchtime slowdown. It was a good kind of busy, though.

[OOC: Open!]

hasaknightjob

The weather wasn't as beastly hot as it had been, but even so Steven made sure the signs were out front reminding people that the Museum had air conditioning in case they needed a cool place to spend some time. He also made sure that there were bottles of water on hand in case anyone came in after too much time in the heat.

In the meanwhile he could be found behind the Welcome Desk, preparing for his upcoming week off. He hummed a song to himself but buggered if he could remember where he heard it. Something poppy, though. He danced to in his chair when he wasn't thinking about it.

[open]

somethingwithturquoise

When Summer came in and started setting up for the evening, she noticed that Tino was inspecting her tray of jello she'd brought in a bit more closely and more skeptically than usual. It made Summer feel a little suspicious about why he was paying so much attention, and, after some debate with herself about whether or not she really wanted to know what the issue was, she did eventually ask him what was up.

....which then turned very quickly into a debate about the fact that, technically, they are all still jello shots, and, actually the specials board didn't even say Featured Jello Shots, it said Featured Jello Periodt, and why was he trying to suppress her art like this with stupid pedantics anyway?

UGH. This is why shilling her jello art in other dimensions was so incredibly appealing.

Featured Cocktail
Frozen Banana Split

Featured Jello
Bomb Pops
Blue Raspberry Lemonade Jello Slush
Neapolitan Ice Cream Sandwich
Root Beer Float

Caritas is open!

drumsticksandd20s

It wasn't that Steph had forgotten to do this earlier ~~unlike her player~~. It was just that last-minute gigs had kept cropping up, and there'd been a flurry of minor issues with repairs at the store (Saffron's toys kept ending up everywhere for some reason, apparently), and as it turned out, when a new RPG system comes out and a lot of people want to play it someone has to GM for them.

Not the planning. That had all gone on behind the scenes because she had this down to a science by now, just putting up the posters. That part was what was only just happening now.

THIS WEEKEND: FANDOM PRIDE RETURNS
Saturday -- Come hang out in the park for the festival!
Food, games, and entertainment will abound.

Sunday -- Parade time!
Walk with us, or join us along the route.

Questions? Contact Steph Gingrich.

A small map with the parade route highlighted was at the bottom of each poster, just to be helpful.

[OOC: Hi. It's, uh. It's been A Time. But by god I'm gonna make this happen. Also, open if you like.]

throughaphase

Usually it was Tino who was annoying. Tonight, it was the zombies. Despite the AC cranking to a comfortable temperature, they were playing hear-related songs. Summer in the City, Fever, Heatwave... and then Nelly e wet second song despite Kitty begging them to give it a break.

So that was fun.

SPECIALS
Margaritas
Water

texted3times

Eric wasn't surprised that Tiny had the blender going for drinks this evening . Eric wasn't going fully blended but he did have a Hurricane in front of him to test for quality control: strong as shit and not too sweet, and if Tiny was doing it wrong, he'd hear about it.

The Devil's Nest was open and shirtless! Happy Monday.

grenadesandohana

It was too hot and humid to make the Troopers run around the island and they flatly refused to go swimming, so Steve set them up with mandatory cybersecurity training.

As long as they clicked at the right places, he didn't care if they were actually learning anything.

He was playing Minesweeper while stalking the paperwork for the drug running case that had ended his Naval career. He was fine.

hashtag_chocobro

When he wasn't chasing Noctra, fetching food for Liz, scarfing food for himself, or wishing Summer a happy birthday on Friday, Prompto was taking lots of pictures (naturally!) and so of course he was going tgrough them that Monday at work to help pick out some of the best ones.

And, as usual, there was a lot of debate on which ones were the best, and so the list was pretty long, but that was find! Nothing wrong with that!

The Photo Hut is open!

somethingwithturquoise

Summer was at work that Monday, but she was distracted, because the current business was bound to suffer a little when its entrepreneurial boss was at the start of looking into a new one. So while she was busy hashing out some logistics of getting a jello shop up and running on a different plane before RageFest (or would after be a better idea? Something else to consider! But the idea was to have the shots for RageFest to really get started with a real fucking bang), she was only marginally aware of other things going on in the store.

Which was a shame, because it was National Pink Day, and Apu had gone all out,especially with Summer in mind, with decorations and special sales on pink items, and even a pink outfit for himself! And she wasn't even noticing! Talk about a tragedy! He was very put out about it, but if Summer noticed that, she probably wouldn't really actually care.

Today's Squishy Flavors

Detroit-Style Pizza
Pecan Sandie
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

giveittoyoursister

Overnight the displacer and mimic plushies had been joined by a group of oddly adorable tentacle things.

They didn't seem to be getting into any trouble, and they were thematically appropriate, so Vi wasn't moving them, but she was keeping an eye on them. Just in case.

deathsmajesty

The trouble with refusing to be beholden to the mundanities of time did occasionally backfire - usually when other people's calendars required paying attention to. Like right now, when she realized that if she wanted to teach next semester, she had to come up with the class idea and writeup now. Ugh. Did she want to reteach this, but with new scenarios? Another class on indulging? Opposing mana pairs...? No, that one would be better as a full semester class.

So rather than putting away the week's delivery, Liliana was lounging at her desk, contemplating her possibilities. It looked a lot like filing her nails, but she was deep in thought.

needsacatchphrase

Well, it was a hot one today. And, as such, Jane was standing over the ice bucket and pointedly not helping Tino out with restocking the bar.

"You can manage it on your own," she said, letting out a relieved sigh as she cooled down from the walk over here.

Summer was out to get them all this year.

[OCD free!]

thatwaslucky

Rey hadn't worked with the gravity controls in a while, so she had them turned up while she was trying the course. She blamed the disuse for why it felt so much more difficult than the last time. Of course she would be moving slower, but it was slower than she would have liked.

At least the jumps were a Force thing and she wouldn't end up in lava.

[Open!]

somethingwithturquoise

After a day of hard work (not by Summer herself, of course, she had other people to do that for her while she mostly just lounged and got a good suntan and pregamed while directing the preparations), the beach was set up for her big birthday beach party, and she couldn't be happier. It had, of course, all the trappings one might expect from such a thing: tiki torches, bonfire, volleyball court, and so, so much more, but she'll get into that in the OCD threads!

Summer herself was, of course, feeling those beach vibes and at that point was pretty much just eager to have people show up, barely even worried anymore that people wouldn't, which, you know, was a nice thing to reflect on, because that showed character growth and maturity as she moved on into this, her twenty-fifth year of life.

Also, well, as you'll see, she pretty much hired about half the town to help her out, so she was already guaranteed a small crowd from that alone.

[[ and open beach party is totally open! ]]

ifwebeworthy

Today was a holiday! It was not Thor's holiday, granted--he was not even American--but that did not mean it did not deserve to be celebrated. Liberty should always be celebrated!

"Apparently Juneteenth is to be toasted with red beverages? That is simply enough done."

Tiny attempted to explain the difference between 'red drinks' and 'red drink' but eventually gave up. Possibly because, being Tiny, his explanation made no sense.

Special
Red is a Flavor

mustbeawitch

Apparently 'lobster rolls' were a summer thing? In New England, at least, and while Lydia was reasonably certain they weren't in New England, far be it from her to argue with tradition or whatnot, and she had duly selected the Lobster Hut for this week's Supper Club.

She feared this was going to be messy, but she had come prepared with her least favorite summer dress.

Welcome to Supper Club, everyone! The Lobster Hut is open, and full of lobster!

x_wondrous_x

Stewart was here in the store, but he was distracted, set up in the back by the stage with his turntables and his laptop as he was working on a few things for Summer's party tomorrow. So, you know, he was technically working just not on store-specific stuff. He was generally trying to keep an eye on the door in case anyone interesting actually did come in or if he needed to look more productive on something else (for whom, even? He was the boss here, was he not?), but, for the most part, he seemed pretty engrossed in updating his sample catalogue and trying a few things here and there.

And honestly? If the entire day passed by where he was just so wrapped up in his music that he didn't even notice, without interruptions, and actually being productive and creative all at once? That was honestly a really good day for him.

Groovy Tunes is open!

even_bigger_teeth

Things were usually pretty quiet at the store when Luma got there for her Thursday shift, which suited her just fine, because she had to repaint her nails after ruining them on Tuesday to use her claws to make beading jewelry easier. So she took care of a few things here and there, mostly just folding a few shirts that had gotten themselves into a disarray on a table and putting a few things up on higher shelves that Boc had trouble reaching, but then she used organizing the nail polish shelves as an excuse to scan through the colors and pick a few out.

And, once that was taken care of, she went back to the counter, set up her phone so she could watch it as she worked, and put on a tutorial video about how to do a colorful style on her nails that she refused to call a French manicure, because...well...

Don't make her go into it. Either way, she had to admit, having a sister already accomplished in the modern world did have its benefits, indeed, so that Eleanor could actually show her all about YouTube and fashion tutorials.

Pixie Dust is open!

chef_chocobro

That Thursday, barring any issues, invitations would be arriving in mailboxes, on doorsteps, slipped under doors, or by whatever preferred means of mail delivery had been established. Envelopes in deep, rich purple, of a hefty, durable stock, and trimmed with gold filigree, a promise of the quality of the card inside. Pale but not quite white, a faint lilac, to help make the crisp words meticulously printed on it stand out all the more, the texture of it having an almost velvety feel. Adding to the tactile considerations for the invitation were the raised embossed gold trim and details, and, of course, below the lettering, raised bumps underneath, a Braille companion to the written words:

You are cordially invited to the celebration of the engagement of
Liliana Vess
&
Ignis Scientia

Friday 27 June 2025
which will entail an afternoon garden luncheon
followed by an evening of music and ballroom dancing
here at their esteemed estate on Fandom Island

2 pm for Garden Reception
7 pm for Dancing and Beyond

Please contact either of the recently betrothed should you have any questions.

May the invitations find you well, and may your schedules be open for such festivities.

[[ mostly establishly, but responses or reactions always welcome ]]

suitably_heroic

You know, the amount of perks Fandom held were limited, but 'enough facilities to exercise like a Jedi' was definitely one of them. After spending about half an hour flinging himself around and up against the walls of the gym and doing stupid acrobatics like some Force sensitive moron with creaky knees, Jack finally broke out the lightsabers for the final part of his routine.

"Really should've called Lana about a spar," he muttered, retreating into the empty sparring space. Both of his yellow lightsabers snap-hissed to life in his hands. He fell into an opening stance - Soresu, just to work his way back up into his usual Juyo - imagined a particularly annoying adversary, and began to move.

Sure, he was never going to be as sharp as he'd been when he was out in the field. And sure, in New York, none of this was particularly useful. But he was a paranoid guy, and this was an easy way to keep the worst at bay.

[[ open ]]

flamesburned

Liz was feeling a lot better this week, so she was hoping to get a bit more done when she got downstairs for the day.

It turned out that there were a few new boxes of stock that needed to be put away, so Liz was focusing on that and changing out some of the displays before she settled down to do some more admin and get as much work done for the end of month reports as she could.

[the Photo Hut is open!]

hasaknightjob

Steven once again had his rainbow flag pin on. The Museum's Pride exhibits had been taken care of, so he was now at the Welcome Desk working on a new idea he'd had: Coloring pages of things found in the Museum for little ones to use when they visited.

Of course he couldn't draw so currently he was researching how one got coloring pages when one was not an artist. Which in and of itself was an interesting deep dive.

In the meanwhile he was available for anyone who had any questions or wanted a tour or a chat.

[open]

witchoftheflesh

Adrian cautiously glanced into the window of Pick Your Poison today, but saw no sign of Christmas trappings. Or the trappings for any other holiday, either.

Which didn't technically mean he was in the clear for any island-based shenanigans today, but it did hopefully mean that whatever it was would be small and subtle.

Things stayed normal even as he went inside, did his rounds of the stock, and set up behind the cash register. Slowly but surely, he felt himself relaxing.

Which was, of course, when anything that had even an approximation of a face began singing "It's A Small World."

On repeat.

Sigh.

deathtofrendo

Quinn was turning out to . . . not be the most reliable employee ever. She wasn't sure anyone on the island would care, though.

And honestly, she mostly remembered to show up today because she wanted to see if that dog toy she'd managed to grab at the Shenanigans was cursed or not.

It sounded cursed. It squeaked! And blurbled! And . . . made other noises that she kind of associated with clown-adjacent behaviors!

(It wasn't cursed. Not magically anyway. Quinn was still probably going to try to burn it.)

[open! We got one of those things for my sister's dog and he barked at it and ran away.]

somethingwithturquoise

Tomorrow was Summer's birthday, but did you see Caritas all obnoxiously decked out with birthday paraphernalia and decorations? No. No you didn't. Because she was almost twenty-five, and clearly much more mature than that to make everything about her own birthday, Tino.

But she did make her Featured Cocktail about her birthday, thank you very much. Because that was a true marker of her growth and development as a well-rounded individual and adult: embracing the art of subtlety.

(Sometimes).

Featured Cocktail
Birthday Cake Martini

Featured Jello
Strawberry Champagne
Irish Breakfast
Pink Lemonade
Fried Pickle

Caritas is open!

beautiful_boc

When it came to the stuff in the store, Boc mostly concerned himself with the clothing itself, as that was what he was familiar with and most comfortable around, but sometimes, he couldn't help being a little intrigued by some of the accessories they got in as well. Today, specifically, he was feeling particularly delighted and amused by a wide variety of parasols they'd gotten in, clearly meant to not only shade one from the harsh summer sun but also match their outfits.

So he was having a good time thinking of clever ways to display these pretty new accessories, while also setting aside a few to sort of play around with, to see how he could think of ways to add ribbons or bows or other little details to make them even more unique, and he was half-wondering if he should claim one for himself.

If he got one big enough, perhaps he could even use it to hide under in case of sudden unfortunate social interactions.

Pixie Dust is open!

sword_chocobro

Gladiolus Amicitia was a simple man. If there was a new Cup Noodle^TM flavor to try out, then he was definitely going to be having a pretty good day. That was also one of the great things about Cup Noodle^TM, really! Not only did they consistently provide flavorful and classic staples with their usual line, but they were always thinking of new and interesting things to try and please every palate out there! Cup Noodle^TM truly was for everyone!

That said, it put him in a pretty good mood to come in that day to find new Cup Noodle^TM to put into the lobby claw machine and then try to snag a few for himself. And he was pretty curious about this one, too, already wondering what Iggy might do to it to elevated it to the next level.

"Like a little hamburger slider on a stick garnish," he realized, thinking aloud in a murmur to himself, with his eyes lighting up at the prospect and focusing his efforts even more to get some.

Sure, sure, as always, he could just grab them without playing the claw machine game, but he liked the challenge of it, always. Cup Noodle^TM was delicious all on its own, but when you add the thrill of victory and accomplishment? You couldn't ask for a better Ultimate Flavor Experience!

Atlas is open!

chef_chocobro

Despite last week's realization about the predictability of his specials board, Ignis decided that there was really no point in reinventing the wheel, as it were, especially when it was functioning perfectly well and was clearly the best route. Besides, his attention was elsewhere that day, using his downtime to follow through with a few calls and messages related to the party next week, with a high priority in working on getting invitations made and finding a good supplier that could do them with Braille included.

Sure, the one person who would be relying on it was the one person who didn't need to read the invitations, so to speak, but it was a very important element to his...well, for lack of a better term, vision...for how the invitations would be.

Today's Specials
Turkey Tzatziki Burgers
Crispy Tofu Salad with Sweet Mustard Dressing
Lemon Raspberry Scones

Luke's is open!

grenadesandohana

Steve was glancing around the station and wondering if it counted as the Troopers' home and as such, could he take home a stapler or something for his homework for problem solving class next week.

Plan B was getting invited to someone's house for dinner. Plan B would take more work.

The Trooper Station was open and plotting petty larceny, as one does.

giveittoyoursister

Vi's plan of doing her homework for Anakin's class last minute and from things she could find in the shop had hit an unexpected stumbling block. After all, it wasn't like she had an abundance of middle aged men in her life she was good enough terms to ask for advice here, and she most definitely had never had any interest in the contents of Vander's bedside table.

So don't mind her as she kept looking through the inventory for inspiration.

hashtag_chocobro

The weekend had been a really good one, and yesterday had been spent...well, not too much differently than some of his days, but with that extra bit of warmth and happiness in it for having had a good Father's Day, even if it still broke his brain a little bit that he was even qualified to be celebrated for something called Father's Day. But it put him in a pretty great mood that morning as he headed to the shop, whistling the theme from one of the Disney movies they'd watched with Noctra yesterday, and he got to work, doing a bit of organizing and reshelving around the store before settling in front of the computer to check his emails and work a little bit on a project for Liz's birthday coming up.

He should probably throw something together for Ignis and Liliana, too. But the nice thing about being such a trigger happy photographer is that he had plenty of material to work with for this sort of thing!

The Photo Hut is open!

somethingwithturquoise

Summer had gotten ahead of Apu a little bit and saw what days he might be celebrating and seized an opportunity to jump on at least one holiday for herself. Which meant that Turtle & Canary was getting a new temporary friend, because it was Take Your Cat to Work Day, and so Pancakes was definitely coming with her.

Of course, Summer did realize there was a problem with this whole plan the moment Pancakes caught sight of the canary, which was definitely on Summer. But sometimes, you know, you just forgot about those guys, you know?

She was keeping an eye on them both between her inventory and orders, and feeling glad that the holiday Apu was leaning into today was Fresh Veggie Day, which was normal and lead to useful discounts on produce...as long as you ignored that Apu was wearing a broccoli costume, anyway.

Summer was definitely ignoring the broccoli costume.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Cannoli
Tortilla
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

deathsmajesty

Liliana glared down at the box on her desk like it had personally offended her. Because it had, by the sheer virtue of not being exactly what she wanted.

"That's all?" she asked in disbelief. "In the entire store, that's all. Not even twenty!" She glared down harder at the box in question, but the numbers did not change no matter how hard she willed it so.

Ugh.

Fine then, she'd start with this poor lot, she supposed. If she couldn't find something suitable here, she'd just move on. Ravnica, probably, or possibly Kaladesh? She'd heard stories of famed craftsmen in Fiora, perhaps she could find some time to take a little 'Walk there and see if those stories were true...Though that would make this little project of hers far more complicated and far more difficult to keep secret until it was ready.

Annoyed all over again, she dumped the box out onto the surface of her desk. The rings tumbled out in a series of soft metallic clangs. Once she had all eighteen laid out in front of her, she began the winnowing process. "No...no....ugly...no...cursed...hmm, potential, perhaps...no...no...useful but ugly...absolutely not, whoever designed this should be ashamed...useless...no...boring...no..."

Abyss, this was going to take forever. Why were most artificers cursed with such appalling taste in jewelry?

beautiful_boc

In their usual bid for small talk, the staff at J,GoB had asked Boc, when he came in for his usual cinnamon roll, if he had any plans for Father's Day, but he didn't even know what that was, and had to explain that he didn't really have a father. He didn't have a mother, either, at least not any more, and telling them that made him feel all awkward and sad and so as soon as he could, he thanked them for thr cinnamon roll and went scampering off to his corner.

He wasn't really that hungry anymore, though. But it was still delicious, so he was just making slow work through the pastry while brooding and wondering what he could work on making that week to make his mother proud.

[[ work is actually slowish? So definitely open for all your baked good needs! ]]

stykera

Sometimes it was just good to be outside. Today was one of those times for Stark. It wasn't particularly sunny but the weather was pleasant and there were birds to watch (and hopefully no raccoons watching him).

He ought to be spending more time outside, really. Maybe this week's potential hobby would be one that was done outside.

He had his phone out, idly looking up ideas for outdoor activities (and making note of some to never mention anywhere Anakin might be able to hear him), and sipping an iced coffee from the Perk.

[open park is open. because it's a park. that's how they work.]

thatwaslucky

The floor of the warehouse was covered in scattered patches of ping pong balls. A problem, yes. And because they moved so much, it was more annoying than it was when Rey had to sweep up sand or whatever, so she levitated them into a crate.

A moment later, even more were spilling across the floor.

That time, Rey tested a theory by levitating them into the lava. (It had its uses.)

Yeah so anyway she was gonna be meditating in the middle of a floor full of ping pong bslls.

[Open!]

pocketpretzels

There were oranges everywhere today. Which meant, yes, Watts was snacking while he worked. And also tucking a few away to take home later, because oranges.

hashtag_chocobro

Batter up! It was World Softball Day, and of course Turtle & Canary was celebrating! Prompto didn't know much about softball (or most sports, really, save for football, and that he mostly knew about because of the Puppy Bowl), but he did think what Apu had set up today was really fun and cute! He'd set up a softball diamond on the floor with the Squishy machine as home base, there were sales on anything baseball related, and he'd even gotten jerseys and caps for the staff!

Even Prompto!

It was going to take some doing to figure out how to set the cap on his head without messing up his hair too much, but once he got it, it was going to be selfie city, especially with the cheese panda, who was looking so great in his own oversize jersey, and now he was just going to have to try really hard to not idly munch on some of the peanuts and Cracker Jacks being offered with each purchase.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Cupcake
Hot Dog
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

what_big_teeth

Ethics class had been a lot for Eleanor yesterday, and while spending a good portion of the rest of her day out in the ocean swimming and then just sprawling out in the sand like a the beached jellyfish she felt like had helped a little, things still lingered going on over to today. It was almost enough to make her want to just curl up in her bed and refuse to come out, but she now shared her room with part of the reason she was feeling so terrible, so going to work just to avoid Luma better was actually the better option.

She did what she needed to do around the shop somewhat half-heartedly, and then made herself some tea and settled behind the counter with her dog-eared copy of The Waste Land, because, look, some people turned to cheap romances or beach reads for comfort reading material, and Eleanor turned to brooding apocalyptical modernist poetry.

Plant Parenthood is open!

ifwebeworthy

I'm concerned about the theme you have going here.

"What theme?"

You don't see it?

Thor glanced over at the specials board.

Specials
Hurricane
Dark & Stormy
Tropic Thunder

"Ah. Well. Hurricane season is upon us."

Hopefully not upon us...

"Leave that to me," Thor said mildly as he dried a glass.

Tiny? Tiny was giving him a wide berth while he was "talking to himself," which suited Thor just fine.

drumsticksandd20s

As far as Steph was concerned, it wasn't so much putting up a Pride display of queer games and games by queer creators as it was giving the existing LGBTQ games section the spotlight for the month. Still, it was (obviously) her focus right now, along with prepping for Free RPG Day next Saturday.

This morning, she was adding a new game to the display; she'd ordered it weeks ago, actually, but it'd been held up in shipping. Something about accidentally getting routed through a dimension that ran at 0.25x speed, according to the sheepish delivery person.

She kept humming, for some reason.

[OOC: As have I, ever since I saw this one at my FLGS. Open!]

flamesburned

Liz had had a rather restless night and was rather tired that morning and she had considered not coming downstairs but she did want to try and get a bit further with the admin work and catch up on some emails. She was was only planning on staying for a few hours though and taking it rather slow.

[the Photo Hut is open!

x_wondrous_x

Stewart had come up with the intention of getting some actual work done that day, mostly some organizing of the CDs and records, but then that all sort of went out the window when his playlist started leaning heavily into some HANABIE..

So now there was headbanging and dance breaks and an urge to cause chaos rather than order. So now all the CDs and records were going to be all mixed up, which he felt would be a more interesting experience for anyone actually looking for something specific, and, hey! It might give Charlie something to do or whatever next Tuesday. See? Wasn't that an important part of being a boss? Giving people bullshit tasks to do that were mostly unnecessary or self-created? See? He could pretend he was in this for more than just dicking around in a music shop after all! Thanks, HANABIE.!

Groovy Tunes is open!

even_bigger_teeth

Sure, she may have had a whole class about it beforehand, but the real ethical dilemma for Luma landed when she arrived at work later that morning, when she saw the new jelly shoes on display, and felt the urge to refuse that they were even remotely fashion and were actually much better suited as simply chew toys.

Although, to be fair, that urge was present with most shoes, if she was entirely honest, especially when she was a wolf, but these shoes seemed to lean particularly egregiously in that direction.

She did end up a little curious, though, and found a few in pretty enough pastel colors to warrant at least trying them on to see if maybe she was just missing something. And at least they were marginally better than those horrid Crocs that Boc kept all but buried toward the back of the store...

Pixie Dust is open!

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