Pizza Planet, Saturday 3/15

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Tom was snuggled into one of the booths, snoring away. It wasn't exactly comfortable, but he couldn't keep his eyes open any longer. Coffee and energy drinks just didn't substitute for good old-fashioned sleep at his age, and Fandom weirdness was so tiring. Still, he figured he'd try to just nap briefly, in case anybody stopped by today...

Pizza Planet was open, with a wide-awake kitchen and waitstaff, but an owner that was very much down for the count.

[No OCD today. Please mod your service.]

Turtle & Canary, Saturday 3/15

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G'Kar didn't have to guess about Turtle, Amber had confirmed her disappearance during the meeting Thursday night.

Despite piling through countless books and numerous note-taking, his research had gotten him nowhere. So it was a somewhat subdued G'Kar manning the shop today.

Apu didn't say much, but he was just as worried about his missing boss and co-workers.

Today's Squishy flavors: Grape Judas, BananaRama, Pink Passion

(SP FTW!)

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Saturday [3/15]

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Mary had taken a stint keeping watch as the others slept last night. She was still pretty groggy today and frustrated that she couldn't do anything more about those damned statues. She nodded off from time to time at the front desk, but thankfully there were hotel staff who were well-rested and keeping eyes open.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's specials
Sugar and Caffeine

Caritas, Saturday evening

[iqof39.livejournal.com]

With D'Argo at the town hall meeting, Tino was once again left behind the bar. And he looked oh so happy about that.

At least with everyone in the past, it should be a quiet night, right?


[D'Argo's out, so it's a mod Tino night.]

Town Meeting: Town Harder, Town Hall, Town Evening

[bigdamnprincipal]

Sometime in the afternoon, phone calls started coming in to Zoe from the away teams, with messages of success that made her feel more relieved than she had in days. After talking to Harriet and Kerrigan about what they'd been able to accomplish, the plans to finish this fight finally started to come together, and all that seemed to be left to do was inform the town, and gather more volunteers.

Once again, fliers appeared around town and in the dorms, calling everyone who was left together for a second town meeting. Zoe gave the people who arrived some time to get settled and check in with each other, before she got up to speak.

"Thank you all for coming on such short notice," she said. "I'm pleased to say that I have good news to share. All of our travelers have successfully found the information we sent them to search for, and with this information, the administration has come up with two plans: one to stop the angels, and one to bring everyone who's gone missing home."

First, Zoe explained the plan to lure the angels into the preserve which I will not type out again so as to not bore you all, and then she opened the floor to Harriet, to explain how the missing persons were being brought back which has its own OCD thread la la la.

"What we need now are volunteers to deal with the angels, and to make this plan work. I'm not going to lie to you," she said. "It's going to be dangerous, and I know that my job is to keep the students and teachers out of danger as much as possible. But I also know that if anyone can pull this off, it's the people in this town. If we all work together, we can get rid of this threat, and get our friends and family home. If you have any questions before you volunteer, either Dean Jones or I would be happy to answer them."

[I am in no way ashamed of tonight's post subject. If you're a blinker or teleporter, you can handwave coming to the meeting and volunteering, if you want.]

Fandom mail service: Saturday, March 15, 2008

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The glow from the Sorting Engine was blinding as it searched through time and space, using its quantum and its perfect Pi of three to fetch the mail.

There were letters from long ago, letters that were meant to be here, in Fandom, today, and the Sorting Engine reached out and gathered them all in.

They fluttered gently into the sorting trays, to be tucked away into the mail bags, destined to be delivered all over the island.

[ooc: Senders - please put the recipients name in the subject line of the comment, and the date the letter was sent, if you like. The letter can either go in that comment, or you can just put a link to it.

Recipients: feel free to either react here, or just put a link to the comment in your reaction post.

Remember! Letters may only be sent by the victims after they've been angelled!]

Around Fandom - Saturday

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They had taken many, but still the angels were hungry.

The angels needed to feed.

How nice of this island to provide them such bounty.

[OOC: For today's abductees. Please title your comment with the time of day you want. Go here to ask someone to NPC for you or to give me pretty, pretty icons. For broadcast!]

Around Town - Saturday

[fh-fillers.livejournal.com]

They had existed since the beginning of time.

A long, long life with endless stretches of stillness. Of boredom.

They liked this island, all these people attacking them.

It was dinner and a show.

[OOC: For today's futile fighters. Please title your comment with the time of day you want. Go here to ask someone to NPC for you or to give me pretty, pretty icons. For broadcast!]