Fandom High Welcome Picnic, The Park, All Day: Part I

[bigdamnprincipal]

With the school still in ruins, the administration decided that the park would be the best place to hold the Welcome Picnic. Tables were set up with food, nametags, and plenty of glitter. There was also a sign up listing the Big Sibling/Little Sibling pairings, in case anyone had missed it.

Welcome to all the new people!

[WAIT FOR THE OCD PLEASE. OCD is done! This is part one of the picnic, for specifically meeting siblings, roommates, and teachers. Part two is happening simultaneously here, in an effort to keep browsers from breaking for as long as possible. *g* Both posts are open to everyone.]

Fandom High Welcome Picnic, The Park, All Day: Part II

[bigdamnprincipal]

School in ruins = picnic in the park.
Food, check. Nametags, check. Glitter, check. Sibling list, check.
New people, yay!

[WAIT FOR THE OCD PLEASE. Mini-OCD is done, woo! This is part two of the picnic, for general mingling. Part one is happening simultaneously here, in an effort to keep browsers from breaking for as long as possible. *g* Both posts are open to everyone.]

Book Haven; Saturday [ 10-2 ]

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse was unusually cheerful when he came in today. Things were set up quickly and, while it was slow, decided to grab something to read to help the time pass by. Except that his mind kept wandering, so he wasn't paying too much attention to it.

The store, it is open.

Café Fina, Saturday

[sexycandlepants.livejournal.com]

Lumiere couldn't help but notice the hustle and bustle that was going on outside-- as though the island had found a new spark, really. There were new faces about, which thrilled him to no end!
Another something that thrilled him was that the new wine cellar was finally finished, the floors were handwavily repaired, and Fina was at long last in fine shape to greet the new customers with!

Today's Specials Board reads:
Be Our Guest! Everything Half-Price Today To Greet New Residents Of The Island!
Free Samples Of Grey Stuff All Day! Try It-- It's Delicious!

Café Fina is open!

If only Lumiere had any idea what to do about all the weasels...



(OOC: Café Fina is indeed open! For those who are new, you can find an info post on Lumiere here, just in case you're baffled as to why I'm not playing him as a one-foot-fall candelabra. Also, for those not yet in the know, every Fina post has three threads to it (which are now up!)-- one for NPC service, where you and a friend show up and mod the servers (who are similarly human-sized and more or less are people with slight object-like features), one thread to speak to Lumiere if you want interaction with actual Fina staff, and a handy-dandy OOC thread, where you can shun me for overuse of the Grey Stuff. Hi, newbies!)

Fandom High Welcome Picnic, The Park, All Day: Part III

[bigdamnprincipal]

The park was getting pretty filled with people, but there was still an area further away from the food tables that wasn't too crowded.

[For further mingling, you insanely chatty people! I'm not bothering with OCD here, so go ahead and post away.]

Fandom Post Office: Saturday [12.05]

[norglomofnit.livejournal.com]

There was a loud pop, followed by an explosion of coloured light, and Moist rolled out of the Sorting Engine.

Smoking slightly.

"That was extremely unpleasant," he coughed, and hauled himself to his feet.

Gladys looked over at him. "You Have Been Gone For Some Time, Mr von Lipwig."

"And did anyone come looking?" he grumbled, brushing himself down. There was no way this suit could be salvaged, and with a sigh he went to change into his shiny golden one. "Lovely. At least tell me that someone missed me?" Not Tiddles sniffed his shoe and then bit it. "You don't count."

"The Post Office Has Been Running Smoothly."

Moist eyed her suspiciously. "That wasn't an answer."

Gladys didn't respond, and Moist opened the Post Office. An hour or so later, once he realised what time of year it was, he put out a sign that read:

Moving out? Moving on?

Why not use the Fandom Post Office?

Special discount for newly graduated seniors!

As he turned to walk back inside, his eyes found an empty spot on the skyline, and he stopped dead.

"...where's the school?"

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[ooc: open! I'm about to go sleepies, but I will be up later. Oh, and I totally blanked on opening the Post Office for the last fortnight, so by way of IC explanation, Moist was sucked into the Sorting Engine.]

Mauvaise Chance Apartments Office/Lobby, Saturday Afternoon

[needsaparrot]

Given the swarm of new students, Xander was guessing the teachers were here or not far behind, so he opened up the office, in case there was anyone looking to fill his vacancies. Not dirty.

He was sitting behind the counter reading the latest issue of Starburst and trying not to facepalm at the tiny GenCon Gossip blurb about a rumored pilot in development called Space Cadets.
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[OOC: Open for prospective or current tenants or anyone else who feels like wandering by.]

Photo Hut, Saturday

[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

Today's sign advertised

HALF OFF FOR ANYONE WHO'S SAVED THE WORLD

Also the NOW HIRING sign was still in the window.

Photo Hut is open.

Caritas, Saturday Evening

[roadhousequeen.livejournal.com]

Ellen went into work a little late, having been on the phone half the day, talking Ash through clean-up on a minor fire. He was okay (and Ellen had some suspicions on how he'd managed to start a fire in his room, of all places), but she felt better that he'd called her immediately, even if she was already feeling tired just from hearing him so anxious.

In honor of the "occasion", she put up a sign as she opened the bar.

Prairie Fires
1/2 Off
(water on tap for easy extinguishing)

[ooc: okay, errand popped up that cannot wait, will be back asap.]

The Beach - Saturday Afternoon/Evening - Sunset

[snow-white-boy.livejournal.com]

Haku stood on the edge of the beach, wearing his mask, watching the waves move in and out as the tides changed. Taking a deep breath, he slowly moved his arms back and forth, seeming as if he was fighting nothng at all as he moved through his kata forms, joined a moment later by a clone made of water who moved in sync with him, and another, and another until there were four water clones around the boy all doing kata.

[The beach is open. Feel free to poke at Haku, he's just workng out.]

Movie Sign Theater 3000, Saturday evening

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

Now Playing:

WRIGGLE

Ideally, this would be a date. Ideally, Jim would go into this movie expecting to hold Pam during the disgusting parts and get a kiss at the end of the night for it. Ideally, this would be the start of something great.

Instead, he was probably going to tease her throughout the movie if she jumped at anything. Because this was two friends going out. If there wasn't teasing, it was just going to end up being incredibly awkward for him. This was not what he had planned when he asked her out.

He sighed and waited for Pam to show up.

[OOC: Wriggle = Slither. Thread between Jim and Pam locked to them but okay for broadcast, please. Otherwise open for all of your creepy horror comedy movie needs.]

The Beach: Saturday morning, earlyish (before the picnic)

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Karal had woken early, as was his habit, and quietly dressed in riding clothes before walking up to saddle Trenor. Altra had said there was nothing he had to do today, information he wasn't entirely certain how to react to, because there was always something to be done.

Rather than allow the morning to go to waste, he led Trenor down to the beach. He knew what a beach was, in theory, he'd read tales and histories that centred around the sea. But Karse was a landlocked country and he had never before seen the ocean.

That would be why he was standing, staring out at it in awe, while Trenor shook his head and pawed the sand.

[ooc: Karal is here to run into someone in particular, but completely open, as beaches are wont to be.]