Movie Sign Theater 3000, Friday alllll day

[joel_sol]

It's amazing! It's a miracle! The marquee lights up.

NOW PLAYING
SNAKES ON A PLANE
11:00, 1:00, 3:00, 5:00, 7:00, 9:00, 11:00

Really, the theater Had to open. It's like the mother ship is coming to visit. Um. Figuratively.


[OCD is coming up. Also, if anyone puts outright spoilers in this post anywhere, an angry mob will come to beat you with sticks. Or cobras, whatever.

ETA: Btw, be warned that snakes may be showing up in the evening showings. Hehehehe.]

Imperial Junkyard, Friday morning

[can_be_more]

Aeryn sets off early, a little self-conscious about carrying the DRD with her. She doesn't really want attention if she can help it. She manages to avoid running into anyone, though one of the troopers does tilt his helmet at Bertram when Aeryn passes him.

Once she's past the troopers, she sets Bertram down, shooing him off towards the Prowler. She's only here because she doesn't want anyone here without her, and apparently that extends to anything as well. After a minute or two of standing there bored and watching the DRD do his job, she climbs into the Prowler to start running her own diagnostics. She might as well do something to help.


[Not really open, since only one person might know she's here. That Aeryn was in the junkyard with Bertram is okay for broadcast. The rest of it, not so much.]

Sparky Repairs, Friday

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John opened Sparky Repairs in the afternoon, wondering what would happen today.

Aereopagitica: Friday [8-18]

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana opened the store this morning, still a little tired and in a rather thoughtful mood. She's here for all your book buying needs.

Causeway to the Mainland, Friday, Noon.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Packing never was much for Sakurazaki. Sachel slung across her chest and resting against her hip, and Yuunagi carefully wrapped up and slung over her shoulder, she set off to Japan. She was walking...not to Japan, but to the previously disclosed location where a private jet of the Kansai Magic Association had been arranged to pick her up. It just made it easier to get Yuunagi along for the ride that way.

She did pause, though, a moment of hesitation, turning back. A whole week. She knew it would probably go by fast, and it was probably just enough to make her wish she could stay in Japan longer, but, at that moment, it seemed a very long time. But she was ready. And, not soon after, hopefully, maybe she wouldn't have to do something like this ever again.

Sakurazaki turned back around, and started her way down the causeway again.


[[ and now she's off too; I will be around later tonight for a while to pick up unfinished threads as best I can. You can, if you'd like (and I would like too, hehe), tag me here to say goodbye, but I'll only be around from 6;30 to about 8 pm EST to respond. Yay, west coast! ]]

All and Sundries, 8/18

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

Edmund's trip to the dentist had gone well. At least for someone accustomed to 18th/19th century dentistry.

Vicodin? Best thing ever, in Edmund's opinion. Which would explain his absence for the past few days.

He's back now and you'd never guess that he looked like a chipmunk just earlier in the week.

All and Sundries is open.

Cafe Fina, Friday

[badassbutler.livejournal.com]

Alfred opened up Cafe Fina as usual.

Except that he was humming "Happy Birthday" to himself under his breath.

_{[[OCD coming up!]]}

Snakes in a Brothel: The Fourth Sin, Friday Evening

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

It was a little known fact, but Jarod had never seen, touched, or been around snakes. Growing up in a top secret compound did that to a person. However, it also meant that when they started slithering in the front door, he did nothing but watch them for a while. Well, until M had come down, let loose her battle cry, swatted a small green snake a couple of times, and run back upstairs, apparently satisfied with her hunt. It was at this point that he realized he probably shouldn't let the slither anywhere they wanted.

Anyone coming into the Sin an hour or so later would see Jarod trying to charm the snakes using a recorder that it was best not to ask where he found. So far his biggest problem was getting the snakes to stay in the laundry basket.



[ooc: Open!]

Caritas - Friday [Open]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

When GOB walked into the bar, he saw something troubling. The zombies were wearing snakes around their necks like ties. There were also some snakes at the end of the bar, nursing bottles of rum that Tino laid out for them.

GOB moved over to the other end of the bar and stayed there. Tino could deal with the drunk snakes.

[OOC: A tiny bit late, sorry. Open for interaction, but Tino modding by any large groups (looks towards Parker's people) would be nice on my brain.]

The Fandom Dog Days of Summer Water Balloon Fight, The Park, Friday Afternoon

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

Hawkeye had a megaphone and a chair to stand on. This was a classy event. He even wore his best cowboy hat, trademark maroon bathrobe and shiniest shoes to mark the occasion.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he greeted in his best wrestling announcer voice. "Welcome to the Fandom Dog Days of Summer Water Balloon Fight. You have your balloons here," he gestured to where several big barrels of balloons were being manned. "There are three stations around town where you can get more. Go find them. No actual fighting allowed. Stick to stuff that won't land you in the clinic or the trooper station. Use your common sense. That means no aiming for anyone's eyes, groins or appendages of alien origin that I'm not even going to begin to get into.

One last rule - you break it? You're paying for it. Now get out there, enjoy what's left of summer and have fun!"

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[OOC: Modding the weather. It's nice and sunny and hot!]