Around Town, Wednesday afternoon

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A scarily cheerful Igor made his way around town, plastering it with posters.

( That looked like this. )

[And there's still time to volunteer - we could sure use some more adult volunteers, if anyone wanted to jump in. It'll be adults swapping with adults/students with students. No actual squishy brain required to participate!

Thank you to ecirpnellehada for the awesome poster!]

Turtle and Canary: Thursday

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"Apu? What am I supposed to do with a bunch of second hand berets?" Jamie asked as he looked at the box he had just opened. "Someone must have checked off the wrong item when they were ordering the raspberry sorbet. And who wears raspberry as a color anyway?"

Jamie looked out the window to see a certain group of visitors and grinned as he made a new sign:

Raspberry Berets!
The Latest in Pirate Fashion!

10% Off for Authentic Pirates!
And a FREE ORANGE to Fight Off Scurvy!

Come on in and let me hear you say "ARRRR!"

Today's Squishy Flavors: Purple Rain, Crazy Elevator, Blueberry Pie-rate

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Thursday

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While Hoshi was working at the front desk, three pirates walked into the lobby. "Aaarrrrr, prepare to draw your sword and fight, wench," said the first pirate.

"You must be really bored if you want to fight me," said Hoshi. "How about taking a suite instead? You can relax, unwind, enjoy the pay-per-view, and I'll even throw in some passes to the day spa for a massage."

The first pirate didn't like Hoshi's response. He motioned to his companions to move forward in a threatening manner, except they weren't there. The two other pirates had found one of the hotel's brochures and were pouring through it while whispering about 1000-count sheets and 24-hour room service. Finally, the lead pirate tossed his sword aside. "There are no words for how disgusted I am right now!" he shouted.

"Yes, there are," said Hoshi. "You just never learned them. Would you like me to teach you some of them?"

The first pirate stormed out of the lobby, and the remaining two rented a suite for the day.

Welcome to the Arrrrrrrms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Asparrrrragus and Serrano Ham
Shrimp and Potato Fritters

Luke's Diner; Thursday [ 07/17 ]

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Cal had been in a good mood when he came in to open the diner today. This very quickly ceased to the case, however. If one more pirate came into the place and made another one of the smarmy comments relating Cal to a girl, or a wench, or fighting like a dairy farmer, that was it. He was really going to...

...well, he wasn't going to do anything. Maybe spit in their fruit smoothies. He was selling a lot of those today, as, well, that were probably pretty good against scurvy.

"Yar, you be--"

"Don't say it..."

"You be the flattest chested servin' wench I ever seen."

Cal groaned miserably, wishing they could have a health code or something against serving these guys. "You got that eyepatch while on your knees, didn't you, sailor?"

That one took the pirate a moment to catch on. "Yar! You kiss yer mother with that mouth?"

"No, but I was kissing yours. All last night."

"YAR!"

Cal wasn't getting many tips today.

Luke's was open.

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Thursday

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There were some pirates arguing outside the shop. It was a little distracting, but Cable was doing a good job of focusing on the inventory while they finished whatever it was they were doing.

When he shoved open the shop's door to put on the Open sign, he'd had about enough. He shot them a look, crossed his arms, and said, "Gentlemen..."

They didn't come back after that.

[ open! ]

MAgic Box, Thursday

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Ami opened the store. She couldn't believe the second summer term had already started.

The Boards - Thurs - 7/17

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"'Thou hath not so much brain as ear wax.'"

"ARRR!?"

"'Thou leathern-jerkin, crystal-button, knot-pated, agatering, puke-stocking, caddis-garter, smooth-tongue, Spanish pouch!'"

"...arrr?"

"GET THEE HENCE, with 'thou clay-brained guts, thou knotty-pated fool, thou whoreson obscene greasy tallow-catch!'"

Geoffrey harrumphed as the pirate fled out the door of the theatre. And people said there was no use for literature.

[ocd coming up!]

JGOB - Thursday afternoon - 7/17

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Abby Irene had just sat down to enjoy her tea and a small orange-raspberry scone when the pirate approached her.

She knew him for what he was from a girlhood of reading such stories, and from the stink of the sea on him; New Amsterdam was a port, after all, and she'd had to deal with her share of unpleasant watery graves. At first, since he wasn't attacking her, she seemed content to leave him be and enjoy her repast, but then the whistling started.

( Things went a bit bawdy from there... )

Abby Irene enjoyed her scone in peace after that.

[open for any JGOB or Abby Irene-ish needs; SP from 5-10pm today][cut for mildly NWS]

Caritas [Thursday evening]

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Having been insulted by...pirates on her way to the bar (Robin didn't know. They were really creative, though), Robin wasn't her normal, bubbly and friendly self.

Okay, so...basically, non-bubbly was her default, but still.

She was running a special on rum-based drinks, however, to temper this and in honor of their current location.

[I hate having to do this, but a) I'm still kind of loopy from ye olde teeth yanking and have been dozing off and on all day, and b) I have to interview someone to take over my lease (A WINNING COMBINATION, I KNOW. "Hi, so here's the apartme..zzzzzzzzzz") so I'm going to have a touch of the SP/AFK tonight. I should be able to pick up pings if you don't mind being patient, as I'm getting some caffeine in me, but at the very least, expect about 40 minutes of total, definite AFK while I commute to and fro my apartment. Holy crap, this OOC note is longer than the actual post. Sigh. Anyway: mod Tino for speedy service.]

Thursday, all day

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Throughout Thursday, posters appeared around the island, inviting all and sundry to a party!

( Cut for picture! )

Who put them up, no one knows. It certainly wasn't a blind priest or his cat. Because that would just be silly.

[ooc: dropped in Townies for convenience sake - this is mentioned here and in the Random Events Schedule. It was supposed to be a Tortuga Party, but instead it's a Torn Toga party! Printer mix-up. What are you gonna do? Tearing is optional, as are the togas :D]