Sunday, January 29th, 2006

All over town

Sunday, January 29th, 2006 03:37 am
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Suddenly all over town, the gunfire goes quiet as the troopers watch all snowmonsters collaspe to the ground for some unknown reason. While it seems that the town is secure of monsters, the power is still out and the battle has left behind huge piles of fresh but unmoving snow.
[identity profile] fh-anonymous.livejournal.com
By morning, the temperatures have returned to normal and the weather once again agrees with the reports coming from the mainland. About the only thing thing that people might find unusual is the fact that most of the snow that has fallen over the past few days is gone. There is still an inch or two on the ground, but not enough to keep people inside.

Another thing that has returned to normal is the power for Fandom Town. At around 9 in the morning all of the light come back on. Residents should have no problems returning home on Sunday morning.
[identity profile] wyld-stallyn.livejournal.com
Ted stared at the snow. He didn't like snow that much. Even though he was covered with every layer of cold weather clothing he had, it still looked cold outside. But there were times in a dude's life when he had to go and face snow and maybe snow monsters just to save his best miniature giraffe friend in the whole world. However, he wouldn't be going alone.

[OOC: For Bridge.]
[identity profile] blackadder-nth.livejournal.com
"I cannot wait to return to my own bed," Edmund said, more to himself than to Baldrick as he trudged through the snow back to All and Sundries. Spending two nights sleeping on the school's gymnasium floor surrounded by the cheerfully helpful had done nothing to help his mood, nor did Baldrick's cheery demeanor. What did the byblow of a priapic warthog and a very confused toad have to be happy about?

He failed to notice the turnip that Baldrick was lovingly cradling in the folds of his clothes. Nor had he heard about the hairy fairy that had bestowed said turnip upon the still blissfully happy creature.

He did not fail to notice that the door to All and Sundries had been knocked askew on its hinges.

Nor did he fail to notice the two sleeping men inside his shop.

At least, that's what they appeared to be doing, although the one man was frozen in a bizarre pose in which he appeared to be a chicken about to proclaim that he had just laid the world's largest egg and gods did his cloaca hurt for having done so.

Although why he was wearing clogs on both hands and feet and a pair of nylons over his face was entirely beyond Edmund's ability to comprehend.

The other man seemed to have woven a sort of spider web cum hammock out of the rest of A&S's nylon stock and was sleeping quite blissfully.

Edmund retrieved the truncheon he kept behind the counter and cleared his throat.

"Would you two like to explain to me why I should not add brains and sweetbreads to the meat selection today?"

[ooc: I have permission to find these two here after their foray to All and Sundries for clogs and nylons. No poltergeists here, although Edmund might be able to acquire one - for a hefty price. And if it's fake, he'll just tell them it went on holiday because they were dull. If you wish to come in to buy some supplies, go ahead, mind the mess, the clogs, and the two interlopers. ETA: And now, 12 hours later, I realize how the description of the hammock might read to the filthy minded. I must say for the record that no spider secretions were used in the creation of that adjectival phrase.]
[identity profile] landlord-quark.livejournal.com
When the power flickered back on, the lights in the basement finally awakened Quark from his slumber. After he rubbed his sore eyes and sore head, he stared a bit at what was before him. After shaking his head, he walked over, unlocked the door to the stairs, and then locked it again behind himself.

His rumbling stomach and bruised forehead make for an extra cranky Ferengi, so he stumbles up the stairs to his office, where he had set up the secondary replicator. Slug liver and preserved tube grubs was on the menu today, and Quark even splurged a bit, cracking into his personal stash of Slug-O-Cola ("The slimiest cola in the galaxy!").

He sat down at his office counter in the lobby, wondering if any of his tenants are going to hate him or blame him for the lack of power and such. Quark didn't care much, to be honest.

After all, Rule of Acquisition 19: Satisfaction is not guaranteed.

[ooc: Open for interaction, yay.]

Sanctity

Sunday, January 29th, 2006 04:08 pm
[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_bigguy_/
After an eventful previous day, Batou was glad to be out of the school gym and back in town. Upon arrival at the shop, Zhaan had gone inside to tidy up. Gabriel, who had spent her entire stay cowering under a table in the makeshift triage center that had been set up in the gym, had immediately padded up the staircase, presumably to continue her nap under the bed in his room.

Batou opted to stay outdoors for awhile longer, content to inspect the building for any signs of damage incurred in the freak storm.




((OOC: Sanctity is open--Zhaan's available inside, and Batou will be wandering around outside for awhile.))
[identity profile] pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com
The Chalkboard is up:

Sunday Dinner:

Roasted Ham with Scalloped Potatoes and Green Beans
or
Lentil Pottage


Desserts:
Chocolate Mint Cheesecake
Hot Apple Pie
Chocolate Fudge Brownie Pie
Bread Pudding with Sauce Anglais

Sunday afternoon

Sunday, January 29th, 2006 08:03 pm
[identity profile] heterodine.livejournal.com
After a rather frightening weekend at the school gym, Agatha returned to her shop. The door was blown open and some snow had gotten in, but nothing was damaged much. The entire morning and early afternoon was spent cleaning up, and she was rather grateful for the dingbots, though she did resolve to make specialized cleaning bot, preferably a bigger one.

After all was cleaned up, and the one bot that accidentally got left behind at the shop was located, and repaired, Agatha set out to build the CleanoMatic2000.

[ooc: i am in and out, and Agatha shall be busy with the building until tomorrow. You can interrupt if you wish though.]

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