Pixie Dust, 10 a.m. - 4 p.m.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel had just settled in behind the counter with her coffee and a muffin when suddenly she was looking at things just a little differently. It took her a second to realize why.

Oh crap, I'm a dog again.

She was just starting to investigate the door to see if she could escape, because there was no way in hell she was spending another week trapped, when she just as suddenly was back to normal.

It was going to be one of those kind of days, she realized. With a sigh, she went to drink her coffee while she still had thumbs.

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Book Haven: Thursday 10-5PM [10-4-07]

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana opened Book Haven, then kind of hid out in the back, figuring she could just busy herself with cleaning and re-stocking unless customers came in.

Turtle & Canary; Thursday [ 10/04 ]

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle knew it was going to just be one of those days when halfway to the Squishy machine, she was suddenly a lot close to the floor, with a shell on her back, crawling out from the clipboard she was previously holding. And then, by the time she'd reached the counter like that (which took a while, being a turtle), she suddenly jolted back up into her normal self. Being the clever girl she was, she was currently sitting on the counter, waiting for it to happen again, as it had been happening all morning. This way, when she turned into a turtle, people would see her. And hopefully figure it out.

"If you," Turtle said, looking sharply over at Apu, "start turning into a Canary, that's it. I'm leaving."

Today's Squishy flavors: Wild Kingdom, Grape Judas, Veal

Turtle & Canary is open.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Thursday [10/4]

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary was using her shift today to make sure that the rooms were ready for all alumni who had made reservations this weekend. She really didn't pay too much attention when Gunther came out of the kitchen and asked if she would try out the new milkshakes he was making. Mary was absentmindedly sipping the milkshake when she started having trouble holding onto her pen. Why? Because her hands were turning into little kitten paws.

"Not again," moaned Gunther as Mary the kitten scampered off her chair and went to play in the open expanse of the lobby. But just as quickly as she changed into a kitten, Mary transformed back into her normal shape. With all the dignity she could muster, Mary got up off the floor, tugged at her dress until it was in place, and calmly said to Gunther, "This town is completely bizarre."

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Tuna Tartare
Strawberry Milkshakes

[Open!]

Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand

[george-m-bluth.livejournal.com]

George Michael saw a cow on the way to the banana stand. It was just standing there, staring at him. When it moo'ed, he took off running. Was there a farm somewhere on this island and he didn't know about it?

Then he saw a rooster and it started chasing him. He wasn't sure why. Was something wrong with his hair today? Too much cologne?

He ducked behind the counter quickly and decided to clean the floor, silently wishing Buster was here. That hook was scary. Every animal alive would think so.

( Menu Board )

 

Our Lady of Fandom, all day Thursday

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

The creepy-looking guy who usually hung around in the church was nowhere to be seen, but there was a noisy old magpie sitting on the altar, picking pieces from an old donut.

[The church is open. Gabriel is not himself today]

The Park: Thursday Afternoon

[im-fullmetal.livejournal.com]

Ed poked at the grass by the edge of the pond before flopping onto his back.  He kept trying to find something to do to distract himself, but his research was running all into dead ends and while he had his notebook with him, going over the numbers yet again to accomplish nothing was even more frustrating than usual.

He considered going to find Al but that would involve getting up.  Lazy it was then.

[OOC: La, and open as a park is]

Caritas, Thursday (October 4)

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders was in a little bit of a schizophrenic mood tonight as he opened the bar, thanks to the Angels and Red Sox being pitted against each other in the ALDS. Not that this resembles his player's mood at ALL, really.

He'd completely forgotten about the bouncer guy, so he used up his daily quota of WTF-face within minutes of his arrival, just wondering what the hell this Dalton dude was doing.

[OOC: Slow pings until I get home, if any. Drowning in brain-eating project of doom.]

The Preserve, After Classes, Thursday

[dark_slippy_thing]

What a lovely day to film a movie!

Star Director Valenteen had handwavily put up posters calling for actors and crew, and had even gone so far as to handwavily put little signs up pointing the way to this particular lovely clearing in the preserve.

This was the movie that was going to save his life from a crazy little fairy. He was going to go just a little out of his way this time to make certain there were people involved.

Yes, the movie spectacular about one Faaaaaabulous Miss T. Bell was to come into being today.

All Valentine needed was a cast. And a crew. And a non-whip low-fat soy latte.


(Come one, come all! You, too, can be a star!)

The Park [after sunset]

[sith_happened]

Anakin was in a fantastic mood this evening.

This had absolutely nothing to do with alum who may or may not be arriving tomorrow.

He was out in the park with a ball and hyperactive, flying vampire puppy.

You might have to look twice. Anakin Skywalker was actually laughing.

Creepy.

Cannonball - Damien Rice

Wellspring Arms and Meditation Center, Thursday

[the_merriest]

Rikku bounced into the store and set up for her shift. Right. People could buy weapons, but not if they were crazy or evil. And they could head into the back to meditate, but the Shooting Range wasn't open yet. Piece of cake.

Rikku decided to spend her shift adding Flamestrike to a particularly interesting gun. Flaming bullets sounded sort of neat.

The Wellspring Arms was open.

Photo Hut, Thursday

[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

Leo was attempting to make a halloween costume. Or at least start one. So far it looked like it might be some kind of robot. Since he was making it out of cardboard.

Photo Hut is open.

GET YOUR HOMECOMING PICTURES TAKEN HERE! said the sign on the window.

Movie Sign Theater 3000 - Thursday Night

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

Now Showing:
All Hallows' Eve

A re-make of an old classic! A crazy guy wearing a William Shatner mask goes on a killing spree!


"You know if I was going on a killing spree I'd probably use a Leonard Nemoy mask." Dick said as he led Annette into the movie theater. "His eyebrows are way scarier."


[OOC: Halloween, of course. Dick's here for Annette but it's open. Ryan Hansen looks so goddamn adorable in this icon]

Park [Thursday, Late afternoon]

[rose-bad-wolf.livejournal.com]

Rose wandered around the Park, enjoying the stroll pausing once or twice to admire the scenery and sniffing the flowers and swishing her tail about.

Wait a mo.

She looked behind her and gaped, there indeed was a tail and fur and four legs and... Rose groaned or growled, actually. Brilliant.

[open!]

Stuff For Sale, Thursday Afternoon.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely had a couple of nice suits already, but he figured that it never hurt to get a good tux for Homecoming, or to help a couple of friends get their act together. And he wasn't even going to suggest eye-searing clothing to them this time.

[Seely's here for two particular people, but open for all your Stuff For Sale needs.]

The Devil's Nest - Thursday Evening 10/4

[iftheseshadows.livejournal.com]

Neil was a bit late opening the Nest tonight but he was too preoccupied with thoughts of the upcoming dance and of going with Andrew to be overly concerned.

Carrying a stack of magazines and a list, he settled in behind the bar, pausing only long enough to stare bemusedly at a paper napkin... duck turkey that happened to come out of it's hiding spot behind some bottles.

It was sort of nice to know that the Nest could still surprise him from time to time.

On the way back from the radio station, Thursday night

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

After finishing the broadcast, Jim and Pam walked back towards the dorms. "Sorry about the secrecy. I was just trying to annoy Turtle a little... A lot. A whole lot."

[OOC: For keds_champion. After radio, obviously, so NFB, please.]