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[wrestlingsavant.livejournal.com]

::arrives on the street corner next to Championship Vinyl, with a large suitcase in each hand, a rather full looking backpack, and wearing his nicest suit and Winnie the Pooh tie that he is so very proud he tied himself::

::so proud, in fact, that he's standing on the corner totally unknowing where mrsvandekamp's apartment is::

::stands for a minute, until his smile slowly fades, and begins chewing on his bottom lip::

::continues to stand, looking helpless, hoping that someone will notice and come to help him, shifting his weight from foot to foot::

It was *SUPPOSED* to be my day off.

[dantesdayoff.livejournal.com]

Dante walks up to the Kwik Stop and tries to unlock the grates over the windows only to see the locks have gum stuck in them.

He sighs, unlocks the front door and enters.

He walks out fifteen minutes later with a sheet with the words written:

"I assure you we're open!"

Posts a flyer by the door.

( Flyer )

He walks back into the 'mart and sits behind the counter.

*HEAD_DESK*

(no subject)

[dantesdayoff.livejournal.com]

Great.

Randall hasn't shown up for work, gum in the locks and I just know the manager isn't going to show up at noon like he said.

Oh yeah. silent_robert just showed up outside the shop. Wonderful.

I thought I ditched him on the Jersey turnpike.

*HEAD_DESK*

(no subject)

[silent-robert.livejournal.com]

::staples posters to any tree, telephone pole, and suitable surface he sees::


WANTED:
Someone interested in Public Relations
Must have people skills, the ability
to stand for long periods of time, and
the ability to think outside the law "box".

Also, must be willing to work for
nothing sexual favors spare change weed
piggy-back rides cigarettes negotiable reimbursement

Contact Bob in front of the Kwik Stop."

(no subject)

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Everything is finally unpacked and arranged in my apartment. All my clothes are put away, and my shoes are sorted with their complementary handbags. The cable guy is on his way this afternoon.

*sigh*

Danny left Sunday night and I couldn't get out of bed Monday. I called in sick, but really I just couldn't face all those kids when I was so prone to crying. Thank goodness for Carol...I couldn't function without my assistant.

Danny...I don't know what I'm going to do without him. He's gone to the war zone and won't be back for 6 months or so. Hell, with the way it's going over there, and all the reporters getting shot and blown up, he might not come back at all.

*weeps into her tissue*

Well, I got up today and taught something. These kids are going to see through me pretty soon. I just know it.

I need a drink.

Couple of drinks in the afternoon...

[pubkeeper.livejournal.com]

Continued from yesterday's opening...

Pretty girls in the pub, the Ramones on the jukebox, and heavy drapes on the windows.

Crumble some Wheetabix in my blood, toss me a packet of fags, and I'm bloody well right as rain.

*sizes up the4thsister and _gottahavefaith*

*smirks*

The Perkolator

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::clocks in, then starts checking the tea-jars for ones that need refilling or re-ordering::

Ad Posted

[chef-bourdain.livejournal.com]

Staff needed for upscale restaurant. Primarily needed: Host/Hostess and wait staff. Will also consider applications for kitchen staff. Contact Jack Bourdain at Nolita.

Kwik Stop

[dantesdayoff.livejournal.com]

Manager didn't show up. Typical.

randal__graves finally decided to grace us with his presence.

Thank the Gods that loud guy didn't show up with silent_robert

*GROANS*

I wasn't supposed to be here today.

The Old Firm... open for Business

[http://users.livejournal.com/_the_old_firm/]

Nearby the ineffable Championship Vinyl, a sign has appeared in a building's dark tinted window front.

Three large bold words stand above the rest: "The Old Firm". Underneath, "Misters Croup and Vandemar. Inquire Within for our delectable services, and to browse our selection of artifacts, implements, relics, and other assorted arcana."

Next to the window front, another sign sits in the door, in its current state it reads "Open".

At Black Books

[mannybianco.livejournal.com]

Tuesday.

Manny is sat on a folding chair outside the front door. He is wearing sunglasses and is enjoying an ice cream.

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

The sign in the window of the rare book shop now reads:

OPEN

Students and Teachers:

If you are interested in ordering special-interest books, please see the proprietor.

A. Phale

The Magic Cupboard

[magic-cupboard.livejournal.com]

As is the trend, a new shop has appeared in town.

It is called The Magic Cupboard. The Magic Cupboard is, as you might imagine based on the name, a magicks shop.

The owner, Devon MacLeish, scored a one hit wonder with his band years ago. When he realised the band thing wasn't really going to work out, he pursued his other love, magicks.

Given the unique nature of the small town, Devon thought a magick shop was needed. (Please note, his mun lacks the knowledge that he would possess)

The Magic Cupboard is average size, with room to grow. In addiction to the magicks, there is also a small tea room.

Wesley lives in the apartment upstairs.

There is a HELP WANTED sign at the door, where the hours are marked 7pm-12am daily. (This is of course subject to mun availability)

Applicants should have at least a basic knowledge of magicks and a full understanding of the awsome power of magic.


Edit: [OOC: There was a character confusion with the original proprietor of The Magic Cupboard. The situation has been handled, and I present to you the new owner, Devon MacLeish. If anyone has or knows where I might find an icon of Jason Hall, I would be eternally grateful. Also note, all OOC comments have been deleted from this thread and the Magic Cupboard is once again open for business. Sorry for the inconvenience//confusion!]