Turtle and Canary: Monday

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie walked into Turtle and Canary and considered walking right back out again.

The store was a big old mess.

"You have GOT to be kidding me," Jamie groaned as he started to clean up. He tried to get Apu to help but he was refusing to come out from under the counter.

Today's Squishy flavors: Grape Judas, Pink and Tuna.

The Beach: Sunday night

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Somehow, somewhere, in Galahad's attempt to find a ship to take him home, he'd lost his bard.

He needed his bard, his bard was very important.

A bard could go where a knight could not...unless that knight was the bard's guard. Chaucer was his key to safe passage.

When he found himself on the beach, now free of mountain sized talking monsters, he decided it would do for tonight's camp. Plenty of dry wood, with a lee in the rocks that would protect him, Gaiwan, and the fire from the wind and the cold. It was perfect.

No bunny tonight, but as it turned out there were deer in the woods - tiny, strange coloured ones - a haunch of which he set to cooking over the flames.

[ooc: why yes, it's open! Especially for his bard.]

Fandom Post Office, Monday, 1/21

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Fandom weirdness struck again. No matter, Annette woke up feeling pretty good. She had been a country singer and was completely respectable. Nothing happened for her to be ashamed of at all. That guy should feel like crap for nearly attacking her though. Whoever he was. And what about Dick? Was he really that smartassed guy in armor? Huh. Who knew.

She certainly didn't have a clue about that when she came into work this morning. She just began her day by straightening up the counters and then started dusting... stuff.

The Post Office is open.

The Park - Sunday Afternoon

[takingthedayoff.livejournal.com]

Simba had woken on Saturday in a strange place. He'd hightailed it out of there as soon as he was able and had spent the last day in the Preserve or, as he thought of it, a strange jungle, trying to find his way back to the Pride Lands.

After being unsuccessful and certain local animals making it quite clear that they weren't happy with him hunting on their territory, he decided to seek out answers in the nearby town. Not that he knew it was a town since he'd never seen a human before in his life until coming here.

He clambered across the rocky bits and walked into town, finding the grass of the Park much more comfortable under his feet than the stone streets.

[OOC: Open! I'm going with the idea that Simba can talk to humans/humanoids since he kinda could in KH2]

Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Monday, 1/21

[george-m-bluth.livejournal.com]

George Michael had been oblivious to what had gone on this weekend cause his mun's a dork and forgot to stick him anywhere, he just hung around Mary's apartment and watched TV among other things - heck, he hadn't even listened to the radio broadcast. How lame was that?

Anyhow, here he was, at work, ready to be nice and polite and serve chocolate covered bananas to anyone that wanted one. After they paid him for one, of course.

The sign was still up.

NOW HIRING!

He added:

GREAT BENEFITS! 

He would think about what those benefits were when he had time. Right now he was busily preparing the stand for business.

( Menu Board )

Trooper Station: Monday

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

"... and so Diane if you don't mind I'll just sum up my experiences this weekend by saying that first: flying under your own power is an wonderful experience and if you can somehow manage to swap bodies with someone I highly recommend it. Secondly, spandex is actually quite comfortable and I think everyone should start wearing a cape. And finally it's good to know that even when I'm not myself I still managed to stand up for the ideals of truth, justice and the Americay way. Now if you don't mind Diane, I'll be checking in on the prisoner who I *handwavily* incarcerated over the weekend. Hopefully he was just a result of the body swapping incident and really isn't the so-called Clown Prince of Crime."

[ OCD is up!]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Monday [1/21]

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary remained blissfully unaware of any weird happenings from the weekend. She had a nice, relaxing weekend with George Michael. It was a good thing, too, because something was about to happen that would definitely keep her from being relaxed for a very long time.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Baked Herb-Stuffed Salmon
Chopped Salad
Blackberry and Apple Pie

Pixie Dust, Monday, Jan. 21

[withoutverona]

Stalling on the phone calls he needed to make to his father and his bank, Romeo opened the shop a few minutes late and began meticulously arranging new items by brand, size and color.

Soon, though, that good intention fell apart, and he was back to spinning on the stool, writing the odd line in his notebook, and staring at the ceiling as he wondered what fate had lead him here.

( Cut for logo )

Pixie Dust was open.

Book Haven, Monday

[therhimineecat.livejournal.com]

Seregil enjoyed the sunshine as he walked to work.

Generally he considered himself more of a night person, but spending the weekend as a vampire had given him a new appreciation for the day.

He was just grateful he hadn't managed to actually eat anything -- or anyone. Because that would be traumatic. And possibly might have got him sent away.

Pushing the strange experiences out of his mind, he got a plate of treats and pot of tea ready for any customers, setting another almost as full plate aside for himself. He had, after all, fasted this weekend.

Then he picked out a book and curled up in a sunbeam to read.

Mauvaise Chance Office/Lobby, Monday Afternoon [1/21]

[needsaparrot]

That guy in the totally unobtrusive hat and dark, dark sunglasses behind the counter, sitting directly under the Guy With Tools sign and trying to pretend the new issue of Ninth Wonders he's reading renders him invisible? Is not remotely Xander.

Just ignore the eyepatch behind the curtain sunglasses.

[OOC: Open, despite what Xander might tell you.]

Nast Sporting Goods [1/21]

[bigbrothersean.livejournal.com]

Sean was sitting at one of the registers, taking care of customers and ignoring anything and everything that had to do with the weekend. It'd hurt his brain and he hadn't even been one of the ones affected!

This town was going to drive him to become an alcoholic, he just knew it.

[Wait for the OCD is up!]

The Perk, Monday Early Evening

[last-mizrahi.livejournal.com]

Feeling somewhat stifled by her apartment, since she'd stayed inside all weekend, Juli had spent most of the day handwavily exploring the island on foot. Evening found her somewhat tired, but satisfied.

Ordering a coffee and a cinnamon bun, Juli took a seat by the windows, where she could watch people pass by and made notes on what she wanted to say in class on Wednesday. The weekend, at least what she'd heard of it on the radio, had given her a few ideas.

[Open!]

Groovy Tunes; Monday [ 01/21 ]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

This morning had been a little...strange for Chad, so when he got into work that day, he was completely happy with just sitting behind the counter and playing guitar between customers. And occasionally stretch out his arms, merely because he could.

Today's music: Classic Rock

Groovy Tunes is open!