Pixie Dust, Tuesday

[way-black.livejournal.com]

So, technically, he had walked out on his job and quit last Tuesday, but that wasn't about to stop Blackheart from showing up for his shift today. He could show up for his shift if he wanted to. Tuesdays were so boring, after all, as he didn't have classes.

And this place never failed to entertain. Even on the slow days, when all there really was to do was flip through fashion magazines and doodle skull-and-crossbones on his 'leave the correct change' sign.

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Pixie Dust
Fine Apparel and Accessories

Open and still employed, whether the boss likes it or not.

OrangeShoeSevenAide, Curtain Call for the Jerries

[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

( Two relatively normal-looking men who were not actually insane (thanks to the meds) were leaving a store. )

The sign left on the door simply said:

THE JERRIES
HAVE LEFT
THE BUILDING
(OOC: And they have. There's one last little loose end I'm going to tie up, later today, but the Jerries are gone. It's been a wonderful, amazingly crack-filled run. Thanks for letting me splash some insanity all over the place. NFI, but broadcast is totally okay, and OOC is love.)

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Tuesday

[intraspective]

Ino stalked into work late, clutching a pillow she’d handwavily bought in her arms. She plopped it down on the desk and hurriedly flipped the sign to Open.

Then she did a quick tidy up of the store, sweeping the floor and dusting the weapon cases, before sitting down, hugging her pillow, and looking moody.

Wellspring Arms is Open.

MCA Office/Lobby, Tuesday [10/23]

[needsaparrot]

Xander behind the counter? Check.

Guy With Tools And Glitter signs on the lobby doors? Check.

Sighing sound every time a new textmessage buzzes in to the phone on the countertop? Check, check, check.

bsummers@watcherscouncil.co.uk: Hey did you know you're Gay Now?
purplefrog@yahoo.com: STFU. How did she even FIND you?
bsummers@watcherscouncil.co.uk: Larry
purplefrog@yahoo.com: .....
bsummers@watcherscouncil.co.uk: He laughed for 5 min str8 when he called me.
purplefrog@yahoo.com: .....
bsummers@watcherscouncil.co.uk: She told him be nice to you and gave him PFLAG number.

*headcounter*
___
[OOC: Open! Subject to unexpected bouts of SP due to work, comma, last day of before vacation, period.]

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

[meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com]

Melody was most distraught. All the other grownups had friends in town this weekend and Valerie and Josie hadn't come.

Of cours,e she realized, it probably would have helped if she had asked them. She was making up for that omission by typing a long, detailed, and full-of-smilies e-mail to them both.

Groovy Tunes was open. The soundtrack today was My Chemical Romance.

Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

Despite it being a Jeff day, the hotel was eerily quiet.

No television. No dog prancing around. No humming noises or babbling or complaining or arguments.

Just Jeff, manning the desk and looking like he'd lived to see through a nuclear explosion.

Very quietly.
Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials:
Tomato Soup (some kind of)
Other things that
have food in them

[ open ]

Turtle & Canary; Tuesday [ 10/23 ]

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

All and all, Parent's Weekend was....well, it could have been a lot better (why was her hair still kind of curled from that stupid spa trip?), but it hadn't been bad, and she had got see her daddy and they didn't kill her over Jeff, and, yeah, Jeff's mom was scary, but it was clearly mostly insanity and she didn't get killed there, either, just called bad names that she knew weren't true, so she was okay. The projection sales for the weekend hadn't been met after all, which was depressing and the stock market was being a jerkface again, but...she guessed she had no complaints. It did kind of feel like just another day at work.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Dancing Banana, Red Bull, Grape Judas

Turtle & Canary is open.

Robin's Show That Is Doomed To Remain Unnamed [afternoon]

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

"Hello again, Fandom!" Robin spun in her chair, smiling a smile of evil. "It's Tuesday afternoon, which as you know means you get to listen to me for a little while. Before I get on with the requests and advice and all that, I'd like to take a moment to talk to the students in particular. Some of you might know my good friend, Professor Stinson. Some of you might even be taking his class. If any of you would like to hear any anecdotes about your teacher, such as why 'Swarley' is his preferred name -- please, call him that, he's shy about asking people to -- feel free to stop by the station. We go way back, old Swarles and I."

"And aside from that, I'm here to take your calls!"

The Perk; Mid Tuesday Morning.

[ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com]

It was the Day of the Painting, which meant that Adah was avoiding her room. Remaining inside the dorms, even, was not removed enough. She didn't object to the painting, of course, but she did have a feeling that the scents would bother her too much and Beauty's artist friend was sure to try to rope her into helping. Besides, there was something about A.J. that unsettled her, which only unsettled her more. When did that happen? She used to unsettle him, and that was how she liked things, how she was used to them...

Either way, while she had no classes, Adah figured she could handle an idle limp into town, into the coffee shop and into one of those terribly comfortable arm chairs, with some tea and a book she'd gotten from the library before her traveling. Chinese philosophy. Taoism. As recommended to her by River's brother. She figured on staying in this chair and reading it from cover to cover until her good side temporarily atrophied and she could get through at least half of it backwards.

She was going to probably drink a lot of tea.

[[ open for all your Perkly needs ]]

The Perk [Tuesday, after classes]

[keds-champion.livejournal.com]

Pam arrived early, with her sketchpad and pencils, and took a moment to decide before getting something frothy and sweet that didn't even count as coffee.

She took it to a table, where she set up her materials, and waited for Katara.

[Pam's here for Katara, but the Perk is open for all your hot drink needs!]

Photo Hut, Tuesday

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack opened the Photo Hut. He was moping. And pouting. And had his head on the counter, his legs swinging and hitting his chair leg.

No visitors this weekend. Dad had to had to have worked or something. Maybe he'd be lucky and get someone in the shop.

[Photo Hut open. Green screen available.]

Magic Box, Tuesday

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

Giles was in a rather thoughtful melancholic mood when he opened the shop, still reeling from Buffy's visit Saturday. It was very gratifying to see with his own eyes that in some universe Buffy survived and thrived, but at the same time it made him miss his Buffy all the more.

Having the shop was good though. If he hadn't had to be here to open it today, he probably would've spent the day holed up with a bottle of scotch. Much as he had the last two days.

The Magic Box was open.

The Park [after classes]

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

Luke Skywalker Keith Partridge leaped up onto the tree stump stage, flipped his fabulous flippy hair (sadly, still Luke's) and turned to the rest of the bevelveted victims Partridge Family.

"And a one, two, three!" he called, reaching for the nonexistent microphone and began belting out "Come On, Get Happy!"

Or tried.

With Johnny Fever their long-suffering manager Reuben off stage (or behind a tree. Details!) clapping along encouragingly, Josh Lyman Keith's totally hot sister Laurie was playing the invisible keyboard and his equally smoking father mother Anakin Shirley was playing along on the tambourine.

...Yes, Anakin actually had a tambourine.

But brother Danny was refusing to play bass.

It was probably because Danny was actually R2-D2 and unlike the rest of these poor fools, hadn't been bit by a gremlin.

Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Tuesday, 10/23

[george-m-bluth.livejournal.com]

George Michael was chopping nuts. He was trying to see how fast he could chop nuts without chopping one of his fingers off.

So far so good.

( Menu Board )

 

OrangeShoeSevenAide, Late Morning (Post-Jerries)

[the_merriest]

( Two creatures of similar intelligence levels make friends. )

(OOC: Yes, this is the loose end. Forgive me, I couldn't resist, especially after the month she's had. Expecting someone.)

Café Fina, Tuesday

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

Naminé was in a cheery mood as she set up for Tuesday's opening.

The Specials Board read:

CONGRATULATIONS ON SURVIVING PARENTS' WEEKEND
Did you enjoy your guests? Did you hide from them?
Don't worry, it's safe to come out now.

In the window, as always, there was a smaller sign:

HELP WANTED
Inquire Within

Naminé considered adding a few daisies to it to brighten it up a little. Perhaps catch someone's attention.

Café Fina was open.

Caritas - Tuesday 10/23 [Open]

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

Dick wasn't feeling so hot when he came into work on Tuesday so he played up the puppy dog eyes and told Tino to please get the place ready for him. Tino wasn't very sympathetic at first but did it after Dick gave him twenty bucks and a hand full of orange tic tacs.

The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night (10/23)

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

After the past weekend, the town seemed very quiet. Aziraphale figured it would be another quiet night at the Nest as well, so he decided not to bother with drink specials.

Instead, there was a FIRST DRINK FREE special for anyone who had family visiting over the weekend. Aziraphale figured they probably deserved it.

Wonders of the World, Tuesday

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

Adam was happy to be working today. He only hoped no rhinos decided to show up.

( Course List )

[OOC: OCD's a coming here!]

Fandom Post Office - Tuesday

[pyroliz.livejournal.com]

Liz was in a good mood as she came in to the Post Office. She had, had a good weekend and she had enjoyed seeing Professor Broom and Hellboy. She was on time for work and set up for her shift.

[ooc: wait for the OCD is up!]