Thursday, September 18th, 2008

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
The Town hall over at Nemesis was very similar to the one over at Fandom. The cheerful receptionist had a bowl of mints and the waiting area even had a box of sanitary wipes in case anyone wished to use them.

The only thing that looked ominous were the words "Nemesis Mayoral Office" which were emblazoned on the door.

Cable didn't trust a damn second of it. )

[ nfi and nfb due to distance. and so we begin... ]
[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com
Katchoo . . . probably could have behaved a little better at the gallery opening last night, but by and large she didn't feel sorry about any of those conversations.

She did, however, find herself possessed of the urge to kick herself for not mentioning the whole thing to Francine beforehand; that had been more than a little dumb. But seriously, had Francine really said her self-portrait in pencil was beautiful? Seriously?

All told, thinking about the previous night resulted in a more pensive than usual Katchoo, filling page after page in her sketchbook as she sat behind the register, feet propped up on the counter. She'd need some new sketchbooks really soon. Yay for having a job now, she supposed.

[OOC: OCD-free, open, and nemesis-able!]
[identity profile] multi-madrox.livejournal.com
Jamie sat behind the counter playing a game of paper football against himself while Apu cleaned up the store.

Jamie thought it was a good division of labor.

Squishy Flavors: Smells like Teen Spirit, Impending Doom and Grape Judas.
[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com
Peyton was in a bit of a mood after her literature class. Which might explain why her musical choices were all pretty dark and depressing. She straightened up the store, then sat behind the counter drawing.
[identity profile] not-a-mused.livejournal.com
Cal was in one hell of a good mood today, which meant that, at best, Cal was extremely mellow and just made more jokes with the kitchen staff rather than just hiding behind some book until he had to do something. And there were olives again, which meant attempts to pop them up into the air and catch them.

The ratio of olives on the floor to olives that actually made it into his mouth was a highly unbalanced ratio, and perhaps a good indication of why they were going through so many damn olives.

It got to a point where Cal decided that he should just settle down and get around to writing that letter to his brother he knew was overdue, especially since there was news, and he wanted his opinion on whether it was the sort of news he should share with his mom, or if having your once-daughter, now-son telling you that he had a girlfriend was a bit too much for her still.

Today's Specials
Mediterranean Wrap
Sweet Potato Fries
Grape Faygo Float


Luke's is open!
wantstodirect: (Kinda bored yeah)
[personal profile] wantstodirect
Tony was trying to figure out what they could do for sets on the show's extremely limited budget. He was developing a new appreciation for fog machines.
[identity profile] slr-mercury.livejournal.com
Ami opened the store. Setting her laptop on the counter, she proceeded to obsessively check on her newly hatched virtual baby dragons. She knew it was a dumb obsession, but she did it anyway. They were just so very very cute!


[open]
[identity profile] itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com
Hoshi had hurried to the hotel, hugging Porthos to her chest instead of letting him walk along with her. She just had a bad feeling that something weird was going to happen, and she didn't want to take her chances being on the streets today.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Nabeyaki Udon
Kitsune Udon
Curry Udon
[identity profile] blackmagic-eve.livejournal.com
As was her custom any time there was a new exhibit, Eve made a sweep through the gallery before setting down behind the reception desk with a book.

What? You could only entertain yourself on the internet for so long!

[Wait for the OCD is up, and gallery's available for any Nemesis-y needs as well]
[identity profile] crazypilotman.livejournal.com
Murdock and three dogs (yes, three!) were at the park. After a handwavy stop to inform Abby Irene's maid Mary that her mistress was a little... indisposed, he'd collected Mike and taken all of them for a walk.

Now, Mike and Houston were running about the park, chasing each other while he sat on a bench, Abby Irene next to him. He kept absently stroking her head every few minutes, just enjoying the day.

(open for all! Fandomities and Nemesisities alike! doggieAbbyIrene, Mike and Mary all modded with permission.)
[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
Mayor Summers and Principal Winchester stood on the platform, the former crossing his arms and scowling somewhat at the back of the room. When he got up to the stand, though, that wore off.

"Welcome," he said, once everyone had entered, "I'd rather have had my first town meeting on more of an up note, but that's not in the cards. You might have noticed the arrival of another island off our shores. They aren't friendlies. Stay away from the island to the best of your ability. Don't pick fights unless you have to." He scraped his throat. "They are currently trying to hold us hostage. We're not going to let that happen."

He nodded at Zoe. "Principal Winchester?"

Zoe was trying to keep her expression neutral, in the hope that if she stayed calm, everyone else would as well. "The inhabitants of the other island want this one as their own, and their leaders have come up with a...plan of sorts for deciding who gets to stay. It's a tournament, us versus them, with chosen fighters from each side."

"After careful consideration," she said, glancing at Cable before looking back to the crowd, "we have decided that agreeing to their request is the best course of action."

"You'll find the list of chosen fighters at the door," Cable continued, fluidly, his face set as impassive as it got-- which was pretty much totally. "But have faith-- no matter how this tournament goes, they're not going to take this island, and you'll hear from us again soon enough."

[ open to all! ]
[identity profile] sparklyvirgin.livejournal.com
Edward didn't need to eat tonight, but he wanted to get outside and run for a bit. The Preserve was private enough that no one should notice him - especially since he could move faster than the human eye could detect.

After a few laps around the preserve, he found a rock to sit on and enjoy the moonlight.

[For one, but open to anyone.]

ETA: [Conversation NFB]
[identity profile] canadianpopstar.livejournal.com
Robin opened the bar, completely thinking it was just a normal, boring Thursday night. She even bet Tino a dollar she could tie a cherry stem in a knot with her tongue in under a minute when she first arrived, because it was so slow and boring and normal.

She also lost a dollar. But that was secondary.

So Robin was settled in for a long, slow, completely dull and unexciting night.

Poor, stupid Robin.

[I AM AROUND, except for like 20 minutes around 7 EST in which I go to get dinner. (I know, you all love knowing every second of my availability, right?) Mod Tino for speedier service if you like, but I should be steadily glued to the computer tonight. :D]
[identity profile] hanged-magician.livejournal.com
Anyone entering the cafe today was risking a flying Mokona attack. Well, not an attack, exactly. Fai wasn't sure how it had begun, other than somehow the cheese grater and Mokona had a Discussion, and now Mokona was launching itself from tables to hug people.

Sometimes, it really was best not to ask.

Today's Special
Chocolate-Hazelnut Smooches
[identity profile] key-of-heart.livejournal.com
Sitting on the floor behind the counter Sora surrounded himself with couple of bags of Dots gummy candy, building them up into various shapes.

...Shapes that were totally not space ships. Shush.

And even though it was down a few bags of delicious gummies the store was open.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Gummy, Red, Mac'n'Cheese

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