Post Office, Friday

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

The light bulb in the break room was out. Sokka had found the spare light bulbs, and figured out the general concept of how to change them, but couldn't actually reach the one in the ceiling.

He found a stepladder, and that helped, but the bulb was still almost out of reach. After some struggling, he got the old one out, but even on his tiptoes he couldn't quite get the new bulb to go in.

"Hey, Gladys!" he called. "A little help here?"

But she didn't get a chance to, because 99 weetiny knights swarmed through the door, picked up the ladder, and turned it in circles while Sokka held the bulb.

And then left again. Sokka blinked and stared after them. "Is this some kind of joke?"

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Friday

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River had taken up folding origami owls today. That might have been the reason why the food was less inspired than usual.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Asparagus Soup with mustard
Ice cream

The Arms Hotel is open.

Our Lady of Fandom, Friday all day

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

For some reason Gabriel felt sleepy today. Perhaps it was the weather? In any case, getting out of bed seemed too much of an effort.

[The church is open]

Groovy Tunes; Friday [ 10/12 ]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

After oh-so-handwavily getting together with Melody now that she was back and working out a few switches in the schedule, Chad and Prince Oscar Pedro came into work for his new Friday shift. He wondered if anything would be different on a Friday, but was most likely going to end up disappointed in that respect. Oh, well. There were still kittens.

And, apparently, wee tiny knights. That was definitely different. And it left Prince Oscar Pedro very insistently on Chad's shoulder, as it appeared that the wee tiny nights thought he was some sort of dragon. No way Chad was gonna let 'em get him, though...

Today's Music: Bowie, Zeppelin, Stones.

Groovy Tunes is open.

Turtle and Canary - Friday

[key-of-heart.livejournal.com]

The dancing bug had caught Sora and he moved around the store, arranging shelves singing to himself and semi dancing down the isles; if you could call that dancing.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Blue Suede Raspberry, Lollipop, Red

Luke's Diner, October 12 (Friday)

[queen-of-zagreb.livejournal.com]

Why, no, Yitzhak hadn't been spending far too much time mulling over his Luke's Diner's Top Minion Employee concept last night, not at all.

This had absolutely nothing to do with the gauntlet of sharp kitchen implements the staff would find arranged all over the back room of the diner when they came in to work this morning . . . or the ancient, beat-up hand-cranked film camera Yitzhak had trained on them when their backs were turned.

Really.

[OOC: As per usual, slow pingage from work, although I should be home before an obscenely late hour tonight. Also, poke me on AIM if you need to; my notifications are flaking out.]

The Perk - Friday Late Morning

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Coffee never quite tasted the same when you made it yourself and so Wilson took himself down to the Perk to get his daily dose of pumpkin spice latte joy.

He had a newspaper with him, intending to settle in a work the crossword puzzle for a bit. What he didn't intend upon having to do was defend his coffee cup from a group of wee knights who seemed determined to make off with it.

About the third time he had to pluck the cup up off their industrious shoulders, Wilson sighed and looked at the knights.

"Really fellows, it'll stunt your growth."

[open!]

Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Friday, 10/12

[george-m-bluth.livejournal.com]

George Michael was in awe. There were tiny people on horses trying to kill each other with big sticks. They were on his counter, making noises, grunting and he couldn't understand, and the horses were real because George Michael poked one. What the crap was going on here?

Was he on a hidden camera show? Was that real armor? Chain mail? Come on, were these knights? No way. He wondered if he could collect them in a jar and take them home. He wondered if Uncle GOB could use them in a magic show.

It would seem George Michael was wondering a lot of things this freaking cold afternoon.

( Menu Board )

Mauvaise Chance Office/Lobby, Friday

[needsaparrot]

Xander has glittery signs on the door and coffee and doughnuts on the counter for anybody who comes in, but he almost seems more interested in his laptop -- and the unhelpfully negative e-mails he's reading from his contacts in Watchers' Council 2.0 regarding any recent surges in vampire activity on the east coast of the US -- than consuming mass quantities of heavily-sugared lardbombs. Whoa.

Or it could be that he's just had three already and is giving them a chance to settle before he goes back for seconds.
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[OOC: Open for business or pleasure. Except not like that. We don't have one of those anymore. We need one of those again. Not that Xander would partake. But just in principle. And it was always posted in the right spot. Also talk of the undead still NFB.]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Friday

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

Outside, there was a small army of wee knights ready to storm the premises. Lances were sharpened, horses were fed, the attack was sounded in with a trumpet volley of truly epic proportions.

The walls were swiftly breached: one by one, the knights barged in through the half-open door, yelling their indecipherable warcries. They were in, they were ready, and they would achieve a bloody victory over the enemy this very day.

That's when they met an unexpected obstacle: a very large toe.

Five minutes later, they left the building unarmed and looking vaguely sheepish.

Cable carefully stepped over the small pile of tiny weapons on his way to put the Open, For Employment Inquire Within and Meditation Area: For Instruction Ask At The Desk signs on the door.

Sometimes, they just came to you.

[ open ]

Caritas - Friday evening [Open]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

GOB was here tonight.

That is all. It was a boring night to start with.

[OOC: Up a little early as I'm going to be out for a bit. Mod Tino for a few hours if you don't mind. Around but slowish. Mod Tino for speed.]

Photo Hut, Friday

[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

My but that's an unusual looking vase Leo was cleaning.

Photo Hut is open.