Tuesday, July 15th, 2008

Photo Hut, Tuesday

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008 03:26 am
[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com
Jack had found the shop's radio, and turned it on.

And then did everything short of breaking it with a rock because it kept playing two songs over and over again.

[Open!]
[identity profile] montecito-east.livejournal.com
Mary had stuck Post-It notes all over the presidential suite to remind her that she was working Tuesdays now instead of going to the mainland for her weekly AA meeting. As she came downstairs, Mary found a parrot flying around the lobby. "Hello there. Are you lost?" she asked.

"Are you lost?" the parrot repeated back to her, landing on her shoulder. Mary thought it was cute, until she realize that the parrot wasn't leaving her shoulder, no matter what she did. "Gett off already," she hissed, but the parrot just kept chanting, "gett off gett off gett off..."


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[personal profile] withoutverona
A large shipping crate blocked the doorway to Pixie Dust as Romeo arrived, and it took some effort to shove it into the store for unpacking.

When he opened it, he found it was full of handmade soft wool scarves, hats, gloves, sweaters, dresses, and, especially, coats, in a variety of sizes (from Tink-small to Chad-large) but all in the same rosy hue.

Someone had made the island a crate of pink cashmere.

Pixie Dust was open.
[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com
Lana was rather amused to have a parrot on her shoulder, a little less so to find it repeated everything she said. Luckily, she'd been able to bribe it with some of the food she had set out for the customers.
[identity profile] gkar-lastkhari.livejournal.com
G'Kar arrived at the store to find Apu scowling at a parrot that seemed to be rooted onto the SquishyBot.

After assisting Apu with trying to chase the parrot out, it relocated to the cash register. And proceeded to ding everytime the register opened.

It could be a long day at the store indeed.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Delirious, Graffiti Bridge, Cream

(no OCD today! whee!)
[identity profile] not-fangirl.livejournal.com
There was a damn bird on her shoulder and it refused to leave. No matter how much she threatened the damn thing.

"Go away," She said, brushing her shoulder to get it to fly off.

"Go away!" It repeated sarcastically. Could birds be sarcastic? It was annoying no matter what.

But she was a kunoichi who was above this sort of annoyance.

Really.

Just ignore the sharpening of kunai.

"If you mess my dress up, we'll find out just how parrot tastes."

"How parrot tastes!"
[identity profile] suit-of-sables.livejournal.com
Geoffrey looked a little better. Gladys feeding him some actual food had really improved his health and even his mood.

...it's always nice when someone cares.

"Well, we've got another runthrough to do, and a bit of discussion about maybe doing a preview next week, and the performance schedule to set up. All right? All right. No, you don't get to say it's not. Director's privilege."

He clapped his hands.

"To work!"

[ocd coming up!]

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008 01:18 pm
[identity profile] notyourpawn.livejournal.com
Alice hadn't gone back to her methodical progression through the alphabet of musical artists just yet. She'd been wandering the aisles and been caught by an album with a year on it, one that still seemed futuristic and impossible to her mind. Strange that in this reality, the year was nine previous.

Apparently, the singer had worried that the world was going to end when the new millenium swept in. She wondered if he'd be reassured at all to know that things seemed to be chugging right along most of a decade later.

Groovy Tunes was open.

Atlas Gym, Tuesday

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008 02:24 pm
[identity profile] gimmemoreteams.livejournal.com
Logan wasn't thrilled when the parrot landed on his shoulder while he was working out. He'd made a few threats about being hungry and wanting something that tasted like chicken, but over time they worked something out.

Logan got to work on the punching bag in peace and the parrot had been taught how to growl. It was a win-win situation.

[OOC: Logan's not here in a management capacity today, just to work out so no OCD. The gym is still open for any gymly activities.]
[identity profile] lightishred.livejournal.com
Donut came into work on time with a parrot on his shoulder. It had been there for hours and he still hadn't realized it was there. He just thought he had developed a full time echo.

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