The Arms Hotel Lobby, Monday

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Sometime in the morning, a large delivery of paint arrived at the hotel. Gunther had seen his boss head upstairs to the unfinished suites with the paint. He didn't really care that she never came back downstairs for the rest of the day.

[Please mod your service today.]

Groovy Tunes; Monday [ 07/21 ]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Even though Chad had work today, he still wasn't sure he could bring himself to wear those shirts in his drawer that remained piratical after yesterday. This caused a little bit of a debate in his head, because he wasn't sure he he could do the shirtless thing at work. The whole no shirt, no shoes, no service bit. But he had shoes. And he was the manager. So it should be okay, right?

Besides, Prince Oscar Pedro went to work naked all the time.

Today's Mix: Couldn't Be More Random if I Tried

Groovy Tunes is open!

Wellspring: Monday

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf arrived early and made sure that every item in the store was in proper order and that the meditation area had been properly cleaned.

When he was satisfied that everything was perfect he opened the store and stood at attention behind the counter.

Wellspring was open.

Stark Industries, Monday

[endsthegame]

Ender had brought his own lunch along today. He'd opened the door, then settled quietly at the back with a monitor and a keyboard. Throughout the day, he'd occasionally get up, roam the area, and simply look at things, deducting their purposes in his mind.

Mostly, though, he was at the computer, and worked.

[ open! ]

Luke's Diner, July 21 (Monday)

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Lacey had been expecting to walk into work this morning and see a diner, with booths and counter stools and tables and chairs. But then, she had also been expecting to walk into the diner in her normal clothes, and not something involving high boots, leather pants, a tricorner hat, and waaaaaaaaay too much cleavage. (Where did that come from? No, really, had that been there all along?)

This? Didn't exactly fit Lacey's mental picture of a diner. Oh, the booths and counter were still there, but there were rugs and cushions and blankets everywhere in place of the tables and chairs, and a rather motley assortment of them at that.

"I never signed up my restaurant for Extreme Makeover, Swashbuckling Edition!" She looked down at her clothes again and sighed. At least she was on an island, so it made a little more sense. If this had happened to her back in Saskatchewan -- what would she have done? Knock farmers cold and sail off with their hay? In a dinghy? (Dog River's river wasn't that big.)

Today's Specials
Curry Chicken Skewers
Macaroni Pie
Spinach, Mozzarella and Roasted Red Pepper Panini

Luke's is open. Don't mind the bewildered-looking quasipirate behind the counter, holding her hat in front of her chest. She just keeps hoping that the next time she blinks, the decor will go back to normal.

Former Echolls Mansion, Monday, July 21

[needsaparrot]

Xander stood in front of the now-much-less-muddy (though slightly purple-tinged) construction site, hat-clad as usual, though, er. Not the usual hat.

Blueprints were spread out in front of him on a table, next to said table was a large pile of cinderblock, and nearby all of that was a corner of the building which the trusty guys from NPC Construction had actually got into some semblance of its intended structure, bare metal framework waiting to be built around.

"Now don't anybody get so excited we have to truck you down to the clinic in a wheelbarrow," Xander said, "But we're actually gonna start building stuff."

[OOC: Community project, open to all!]

Turtle and Canary, Monday (7/21)

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Pirates. Pretty frickin' sweet. Seriously, Fandom never got old.

Since his entire wardrobe (which, yes, still consisted almost entirely of identical blue tunics) had transformed into pirate clothes yesterday, Sokka was dressed like a pirate. And... kinda liking it, actually.

He spent some time trying on some of the pirate clothes on the racks in the store, until he found some that he liked, and then packed them all into a cardboard box. After taping the box shut, he wrote on it in big letters "DEAR FANDOM: PLEASE DON'T CHANGE THESE BACK TO NORMAL" and wrapped it in aluminum foil.


Today's Squishy flavors: Grog, SCUMM, Grape Judas

Up against the Causeway, Monday

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

The morning found the island still in the 1640s, and the very end of the Causeway an apparently convenient place to moor a pirate ship.

There was no sign of any actual pirates anywhere about the place, but the ship was right there, a convenient gangplank leading from the causeway to the deck, should any intrepid Fandomites feel the need to explore it.

[ooc: Look! A pirate ship to explore! There's no pirates, but mod it as you will.]

Caritas, Monday Night

[neverfaithful.livejournal.com]

Okay, so all her clothes were all pirate-wenchy. She'd object more, but the corset ren-faire outfit thing really showed off her boobs, so she'd deal.

She tried to get Tino to admit she had fabulous boobs, but he just sort of glared at her.

Caritas was open. And there was a special on rum. And grog, if she could dig any up.