Groovy Tunes: Thursday [12-4-08]

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

Peyton was tucked behind the counter working on her sketches and listening to Fall Out Boy's latest CD. God, that Pete was hot.

Turtle and Canary: Thursday

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"No really! Apu! Try the candy!" Jamie insisted.

Apu, always wary of Jamie, reluctantly took some candy, unwrapped it and place it in his mouth.

"I found it in my shoes this morning," Jamie said gleefully and then had to give Apu the Heimlich when he choked on the candy.

[OCD FREE]

The Gig: Thursday [12-4-08]

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

Helen was feeling very contemplative today. The horses, however, were always soothing so anyone looking for her would find her with them.

[Info on the Gig is here.]

Book Haven: Thursday [12-4-08]

[livingasheth.livejournal.com]

Millie buzzed around the store quite cheerfully, straightening and looking to see what she might need to order more of. She might even be caught singing some of her old temple songs, which were not exactly - or even close to being - Christmas carols.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Thursday

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi spent some time cleaning out the fridge in the kitchen, much to Gunther's dismay. "You can't keep those turducken leftovers forever. It's been a week," she told him.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Torizosui (Chicken and Rice Soup)
Tofu Dengaku (Grilled Tofu with Sweet Miso Sauce)

The Gig - Wednesday

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

Cleaning, shovelling, grooming, feeding. Lather, rinse, repeat. Well, not the lathering or rinsing in this chill, but Edmund did his best to make sure the chores were done for the day and that the horses were comfortable.

The Gig was open.

[OOC: Gig info. Did you it's Wednesday today? Well, it's Thursday here. But Wednesday there, which I didn't realise until 5 minutes ago. I need a weekend.]

Things Reborn, Thursday, 12/4

[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

Claire's shoes had been stuffed with candies that morning and, after taking a moment to ponder the hygiene of candy that had been stored in her combat boots, she decided she didn't care. She took the sweets to work and put them in a vintage red Fiestaware bowl on the counter, along with some others gathered from the footwear section of the shop. If she ate slowly, it wouldn't even all be gone by the end of her shift.

She made a sign for the window:

Fandom Weirdness Special
Buy shoes, get free candy!

Things Reborn was open.

[OOC: No OCD.]

Luke's Diner; Thursday [ 12/04 ].

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Inspired by his conversation with Mac the other day, Cal was spending some time in the kitchen today, trying to come up with something both Greek and vegan. It wasn't working out very well, considering how everything wound up with cheese on it, even when he was trying not to. Granted, he could have probably tried harder (there had to be things, he knew, but if it didn't have cheese, he wasn't interested enough to pursue it), but he finally gave up and decided that vegetarian could be easy, sure, but cheese was far too awesome to even think of vegan.

He bet there was even something in the oil that made it so that the fried vegetable stuff didn't fit, either, but no one needed to know that.

He thought maybe the baklava had a chance, because he wasn't sure if honey counted, but, after some very deep consideration, he figured that, yup, bee vomit was still animal by-product. Alas.

At least he had shoe-candy to munch on.

Today's Specials
Spinach and Cheese Pie
Fried Zucchini
Baklava

Luke's is open!

Stark Industries: Thursday

[memberslonely.livejournal.com]

After spending the morning familiarizing herself with her computer system, Lindsay was now trying to compose and e-mail to her friends back home- Scratch that. An e-mail to her friends back in San Francisco. Only problem was how do you e-mail your friends about a place like Fandom without sounding crazy?

"Hey guys. Things are going well here. Everyone is very nice and there are aliens, people from other centuries living here and my boss likes to build robotic armor for himself," Linz said reading aloud what she wrote and then promptly deleted it.

No reason to make them think she had really got nuts.

Android's Dungeon, Thursday, Dec. 4

[saveyoulater.livejournal.com]

The thing about working for the CIA was that you stopped trusting certain things, like candy that randomly filled your shoes overnight. Which was why Sarah was in her office in the back of the store, using a handheld spectrometer to analyze every piece that had appeared. She didn't think anyone could have gotten past her security systems as she slept, but it never hurt to be too sure.

"Sugar, corn syrup, partially hydrogenated soybean oil .... condensed milk, cocoa, whey, soy lecithin, orange extract, and artificial and condensed flavors," she read from the spectrometer screen. "Yep, it's a Tootsie Roll."

She popped the candy into her mouth and went to the counter, idly thumbing through a graphic novel as she waited for clients.

[OOC; Open, no OCD.]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Thursday

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

Despite the usual island madness, everything had been - and stayed - calm lately. Although he still had some finishing touches to put on his letter to Irene, Cable found himself taking the time to hit the shooting range today.

The Open sign was on the door, but the propietor could be in or out depending on the time of day.

[ open! ]

Covent Garden Flowrs, Thursday, 12/4

[loverlyviolets]

The E in the sign over the door was made of shiny red and green toffee wrappers today, and you could find Eliza behind the counter beaming at a rather large bowl full of the stuff. Who knew there was a benefit to high-lacing boots besides keeping your shins warm?

Covent Garden FlowErs

Eliza Doolittle, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

~~~~Now Hiring~~~~

[OOC: open and properly earwormed!]

Strokes of Genius, Thursday

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

See, the thing was, Katchoo never bothered to check inside her shoes before cramming her feet into them in the mornings; she'd never had to deal with sibling pranks of that nature, and she'd always ditched gym back at Puncture High and thus escaped retribution from the people whose shoes she'd filled with whipped cream.

So she sure as hell hadn't been expecting Cadbury holiday Creme Eggs when she finally bothered to get dressed and groggily put on her battered sneakers.

And so it was that Katchoo had a whole new and different reason to be in a bad mood when she stickily squelched her way to work, where she occupied herself by drawing all manner of evil, semi-anthropomorphic chickens with short, sharp dashes of her pencil.

[OOC: I blame harrydresden. OCD-free, open, SP at work, yadda yadda . . .]

Rehearsal - The Boards - Thursday, 12/4

[suit-of-sables.livejournal.com]

"All right people, people," he said, holding up his hands.

"Sorry about Tuesday. There was a plumbing issue. Trust me when I say you really don't want to know. If anything is, er, damp? Don't worry. It wasn't a sewage issue, but nonetheless, it's very much in hand.

"Get suited up, put on your makeup, and get on the stage. We're doing a runthrough, folks..."

[ocd up]

The Lighthouse, Thursday

[cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com]

Tully was trying not to put too much weight on his foot, but he just couldn't stand not doing anything anymore. He was back to work on the house. He was reaching the end of the stuff he could do all by himself though.

There was still a Help Wanted sign down at the end of the drive.

Caritas [Thursday evening]

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

Robin was dealing with a wee cold tonight. Or, you know, as Barney would say, she just had a little extra awesome in her sinuses.

Either way, Tino was avoiding her more than usual.

[this is method RP. Except I'm not cold-ish, I'm hungover. Either way, I might be a touch slow but I wanna play because I freakin' slept all day.]

The York Gallery [12/4]

[blackmagic-eve.livejournal.com]

Candy... in the shoes.

At last she had nibbles for today. Private nibbles, that was. Charlotte would probably smack her for trying to put said candy out as nibbles for gallery visitors. And she'd kind of deserve it, too.

Yup, the exhibit was still going.

[OCD-free today since it's up, y'know, so late]