The Beach, Friday Late Morning

[intraspective]

Ino was, well, in a bit of a Mood really for some reason and wasn't exactly feeling sociable so she headed down to the beach figuring that it wasn't likely to be a popular place considering the temperature.

She settled herself down in the sand, knees drawn up under her chin, and just watched the waves crashing onto the shore.

[Expecting someone for sure, but post is totally open as well.]

Luke's Diner, March 7 (Friday)

[queen-of-zagreb.livejournal.com]

The air was a little bit hazy in parts of the diner this morning.

There was a Yitzhak occasionally darting from one end of the diner to the other with a broom upraised, ready to deliver an almighty whack.

Was it any coincidence that Queen's "Another One Bites the Dust" was playing on the battered stereo?

Yes, actually, but a fitting one. Luke's is open, and dusty, bunny-style.

Book Haven - Friday - 10am to 5pm

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir came to the shop a little early, did the dusting, checked the shelves and neatened them, and gave the floor a good cleaning before he finally put everything away and started to set up the tea and the pastries for customers. The last three brownies were put out as well, arranged neatly on a plate next to another interesting dish that smelled both spicy and sweet. He hoped Millie would come down to try them.

Then he settled behind the counter with his chosen reading material of the day, the cover of which he made sure to keep out of a certain bunny's eyeline. Said bunny settled on Liir's bag which he'd put on the counter and promptly went back to sleep.

Book Haven is open.

Turtle and Canary - Friday

[key-of-heart.livejournal.com]

There were dustbunnies all over the store. For some reason they seemed to be really attracked to all the nooks and crannies that the store had to offer.

Sora, with the help of Apu, was chasing them down with brooms and one of those hand held vacuums.

And fighting a loosing battle.

Today's Squishy flavors: Grape Judas with dust, Red with dust and Cola with dust.

Near The Causeway, Friday afternoon

[redintraining.livejournal.com]

Three sparkleballs were floating toward the causeway Friday afternoon, having received word from Dr. Manx that they were needed back at S.P.D. to test a method to change them back to normal.

Fortunately for them... or perhaps unfortunately... Fandom had other plans.

As they neared the causeway to meet their shuttle, there was a loud CRACK... and suddenly, three very confused and very naked S.P.D. Cadets lay sprawled on the ground. With a popping noise, a communicator fell down near Sky's left hand. There were several long moments of stunned silence; Sky, for his part, was struggling to not look at his teammates as he finally seized the communicator, screwed his eyes shut, and rang Kat. He was trying very hard not to growl as Cruger was wont to do- his voice came out rather flat and emotionless.

"Ah... Cadet Tate to Delta Base."

"What is it, Sky?" came Kat's concerned voice. "Is something the matter?"

"We... don't need the shuttle any more. We changed back," he explained.

"Wha- you changed back?!" Kat repeated, her voice a mixture of delight and shock. "How did it happen? Are all of you alright- in one piece?"

"Yes," said Sky. "We're all here. Just stark naked."

"... Come again?"

"We're all naked," Sky repeated. "And in public."

[Bestest teammates evar modded with permission.

You know what this means- STREAKING TIME! This post is completely open for any and all to come boggle at our unfortunate kids as they try and make their way back to their destinations. Please wait for some minor OCD. OCD is up, to keep things neat. Post is up early for SP of DOOM.]

Pizza Planet, Friday (March 7)

[time-flyer-5.livejournal.com]

Jen had her nose buried in the time ship manual today, which made her mind work in strange ways when it came to thinking up pizza specials, especially when she kept sneezing. What was up with the dust today, anyway?

She really had no idea of certain streaky events that would be happening later on today, which might have made today's special unfortunate.

Today's Special
Naked Pizza
Light tomato sauce, no cheese

. . . okay, it was still kind of unfortunate.

[OOC: I blame bridge_carson for the special.

Groovy Tunes; Friday [ 03/07 ]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

It was virtually impossible to accomplish, but Chad was making a strong, honest attempt to keep the kittens penned up in an area behind the counter so that they didn't go pull out all those adorable little dust bunnies from underneath the rows of music. They would chase the cute little bunnies, pounce and then...POOF! Gone! It was just awful to watch.

Of course, Chad knew that the little dust bunnies went POOF anyway, even when left alone by the cats, but that didn't make it any less sad, except, perhaps the looks of utter confusion on the cat's faces when they realized that the little dust bunnies weren't there any more. The little dirt trails they left, though, were keeping Chad busy cleaning and first thing tomorrow morning, Prince Oscar Pedro was getting a bath.

Today's Mix: Meow Mix

Groovy Tunes is open.

Our Lady of Fandom, Friday all day

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel paced up and down the aisle. Zophael's surprise visit on Wednesday bothered him, and there was nothing he could do about anything. There was certainly nothing he could do about half of the angelic host now knowing about his predicament.

Cat watched him, half-asleep, from the altar.

[The church is open]

Magic Box, Friday

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

Giles spent a good portion of time trying to sweep the dust bunnies out the front door of the shop when he first arrived. The level of his success was negligible, as the amount of dirt and dust accumalating in the shop attested to.

He finally took a break and leaned against the counter with a cup of tea, eyeing the strange bunnies with a baleful eye.

Maybe Anya was on to something with her opinion of bunnies.

The Magic Box was open.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Friday

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River lay on her back on the desk, while attending to some of the towel animals that needed refolding.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's special
Apple cake with ice cream

The Arms Hotel is open.

Robin's Show of Continual Lack of Name-ness

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

"Aloooooooha. I feel like if I say that, it might be warmer. I was wrong." Robin spun in her chair, putting her feet up on the desk. "Lines are open. Songs are waiting to be played. Advice waiting to be given."

[I'm aroooooound until about 5 EST, damn work]

The Perk, Friday, Early Afternoon/Lunchtime

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan was still chuckling at Bridge having to run through the town naked, as he came into the Perk and went up to the counter. He ordered a hot chocolate, and then made his way to a table.

[Expecting one, but open for all your other Ronan and/or Perk-ly need! ETA: Fixed to lunchtime for great avoidance of Jossing, for I r fail.]

The beach, after lunchtime

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Despite Clayton's promises that the plane was ready to go, it wasn't and the trip too Virginia took much longer then Meris would have liked. Edgy and impatient Meris left immediately after checking into the Georgetown hotel with Clayton, instinct and Isabel's memories guiding her as she drove the car to the island and parked. She could feel the girl in her head, fighting for control, trying to force her towards the school and the friends and family that were no doubt grieving for her there.

The beach seemed to be a temporary compromise, enough to make the mental struggle stop, although it didn't stop the flow of memories that continued to drift through her mind as she looked towards the horizon: A dark haired boy with a comforting arm around her shoulders as fireworks exploded over the water, laughing and splashing with friends on a warm summer night. Monsters? Trolls, the voice in her head corrected, and a dark-haired girl pulling her through a door in the air?

"Stop it!" Meris said, grabbing at her temples. "Just stop it!"

( This won't go well… )

[OOC: Pre-played with hotceltogoth, NFI, OOC is love]

Atlas Gym - Friday Afternoon

[atreideslioness]

After spending spring break at home, out in the deep desert with Leto, Ghanima was having a slightly difficult time re-adjusting to Fandom.  Too cold, for one, and the exploding bunnies in her suite were driving her bonkers.

Which is why she is down at the gym, hair pulled back and crysknife unsheathed as she takes out her aggression against the new training remotes she brought back with her.  Sharp.  Shiny.  Perfect.


[ooc: Mostly waiting for a certain Slayer, but open for all your Ghanima or Atlas needs!]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Friday

[the_merriest]

You know, the more Rikku thought about it, the more she thought maybe Cable was on to something. There was something seriously Zen and meditative about enormous guns. Hello, guns! Hello, Zen room! Hello, shooting range!

The Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center was open. And hyper.

Caritas - Friday evening [Open]

[all4thewookiees.livejournal.com]

The bar was open and Jolee was around.

Huzzah!

[OOC: I may be a tad slow with Jolee tonight, but I'm around. Mod Tino for speedy service, wait for AWESOME service.]