Pizza Planet, Friday

[time-flyer-5.livejournal.com]

It just so happened that Jen and the kitchen guys were in a mood to bump their habitual bit of friendly rivalry up a notch this week, now that they weren't all under siege by zombies.

It also just so happened that there were a number of gremlins itching to bite, lurking about the pizza parlor today.

It also just so happened that a shipment of leg warmers had ended up at the pizza parlor by mistake.

Which was why Coco Hernandez and some of the dancers from the New York City High School of the Performing Arts were involved in a dance-off competition with some jock kids from another school, and kicking their butts. While singing and doing leaps.

There was plenty more music where that came from, too.

[OOC: The OCD is going to the stars, man. To the stars. Jen only wishes she pwned like Coco did. HERE, HAVE THE FAME THEME. *nostalgics like woooooo* Post is open! When I get home from work later, I will totally freaking link you to other Fame performances on YouTube if you wanna have Jen sing at you.]

Prom 2009 [Town Hall]

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

After last week's zombies and this week's gremlin bites, students should appreciate the normalcy of the prom this year.

There was a red carpet leading to the doors. When students entered, they would find that Town Hall had been transformed into a swanky ballroom, complete with the requisite photo opportunities, punch bowl, shadowy corners and dancing.

Chaperones were in attendance to ensure that nothing got out of hand, but Student Council was determined to give the students of Fandom one evening of being a normal high school student.



[wait for the OCD or zombies will get you OCD done! OOC note here!]

Covent Garden Flowers, Friday 4/10

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley opened the flower shop as usual. He had his first meal of the day all spread out on the counter, since the mornings were usually slow. That was, until he opened the door for a gremlin that promptly walked up, bit him on the knee, and ran out.

Then, a couple minutes later, an NPC patron came in and scoffed at Hurley's morning meal of toast, OJ, half a grapefruit, and a bowl of Trix. The patron pointed at the bowl of Trix and declared "This is madness!"

Hurley stared with malicious contempt.

"Madness?" he said, with the machismo of a much more muscled man. "THIS IS... S'PARTOF A BALANCED BREAKFAST!"

He then tried to kick said patron into a bottomless pit. As Hurley isn't exactly a good kicker, nor does the flower shop have a bottomless pit, all this served was to make the patron run away.

The sign in the window, however, said:
Covent Garden Flowers

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

Now Hiring for Wednesday Position

[ooc: Yeeeeah, Hurley will be thinking he's wacky King Leonidas for a bit (though not for the dance, as I'm not that mean). Open after I get OCD up. to one and all, especially last minute flower needs.]

Trooper Station, Friday

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

You know, Ray had thought the first couple of commendations had been a wash.

Then Fraser happened, and whatever he got outta that was based in pure Canadian insanity or something.

On Friday morning, the newly minted Sergeant Ray Kowalski came in with some stuff from J,GoB and a thought: If these invasions were as near-regular as they seemed from the notes? He was gonna have a headache.

Still, he was awesome. Or something.

That lasted about two minutes. "What did I say about never wanting to see any more paperwork?!"

[ open! ]

The Duck Pond, Friday Morning

[absolutesnark]

Summer and Savannah were a little lost. Their wagon was missing, likely stolen by bandits, and now it looked like the pond river was going to flood.

"Were not even going to make it to Independence Rock," Summer pouted, staring at the river.


[ooc: for the other settler and open to all!]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Friday [4/10]

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Prom weekend meant one thing to Mary: there might be kids showing up this weekend. She had the extra bedroom in her suite ready for the twins and spent some time making folding new towel animals for the towel animal zoo that they loved so much last year.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Lobster Pot Pie
Penne with Asparagus and Cherry Tomatoes
Chocolate Dessert Lasagna

[Open! The OCD is off for the weekend.]

The York Gallery; Friday [ 04/10 ].

[perfectmissyork.livejournal.com]

It was prom tonight, as Charlotte very well knew because, even though she was well past those days, prom was something someone like Charlotte never stopped caring about. As such, she (of course) gave Eve the night off and was settling down in the reception area herself, expecting a slow night for obvious reasons and imagining the gallery to be very safe from gremlins, especially as the week died down and surely they were reaching the end, right?

Wrong.

Charlotte had planned on getting work done, but the problem with skirts and pumps were that they left a lot of room for gremlins to bite, especially when legs were hidden under desks. Charlotte let out a surprised gasp for a second, wincing at the pain and rubbing it gingerly.

"Alright!" Charlotte, who now thought she was not Charlotte at all, but, instead, Chun-Li, and leaped to her feet in an attack position. "Whoever did that, I shall vanquish you! I am a grand karate master, with years of training! Hi-YAH!"

There was, of course, no enemies, but that didn't seem to stop Chun-Li from attempting to kick them.

And perform acrobatics that Charlotte might have been able to perform back in her days at as a cheerleader, but would never, ever dream of performing in her very professional Prada suit.


[[ No OCD, and completely open! Guess who picks her gremlin bites based on 'let's see, which one of my fifty million icon folders is the most random??' ]]

Things Reborn, Friday [4/10

[chic-harper.livejournal.com]

Harper brought with her the baseball bat she'd borrowed last week, put it away with all the baseball stuff, and turned her attention to the window display. She wasn't sure why there was a short, green mannequin with all the others and went to move it out of the way...

"Ouch!"

It wasn't a mannequin, and Harper soon forgot about the window display because she had an urge to put on lip gloss and pull out a used guitar from the stockroom.

[Open! The OCD ran away in fear of getting bitten. Remember this commercial? Harper thinks she's one of the Addicted To Love girls and will be dancing to her own beat or "helping" people with their make-up.]

Strokes of Genius, Friday

[blinkandsneeze.livejournal.com]

There was a dance tonight, and Viki had still not decided if she was going, though she’d picked up a ticket just in case she was, and most of her work today was spent flipping through her sketchbook and idly doodling dresses.

It was… odd, to think that she’d make it to a dance. Even though she’d made it to several now, it was still a bit unsettling.

Strokes of Genius is Open.

Pixie Dust, Friday

[ashockingbitch]

The dress- and suit-wearing mannequins were arranged in vaguely dirty-looking tableaus, and the sign in the window read:

FORMALWEAR COSTS EXTRA
Shouldn't have left it 'til today, should you?

Pixie Dust was open, and Jenny Sparks was behind the counter.

Android's Dungeon: Friday

[talks2objects.livejournal.com]

Dor was cheerfully inventorying the store as his wokling was entertained by a rock that Dor commanded to say silly things.

The wokling thought the rock was hysterical and as a result the store was filled with cheerful laughter and lots of "Yub! Yub!"'s.

Coyote Medicine, Friday

[allyofthevarden.livejournal.com]

Arya opened up the store, wondering if anything might randomly pop in today. Like gremlins. She severely hoped not.

COYOTE MEDICINE Native Artifacts and Medicine Man Services THE MEDICINE MAN IS IN (somewhere around here)

[OOC: No OCD!!!]

Caritas - Friday evening [Open]

[all4thewookiees.livejournal.com]

With the prom going on at the town hall, Jolee felt confident that tonight was going to be a nice, quiet, sane, normal night.

The fact that Tino thought he was two people named Jake and Elwood, leading him to dance up on the stage with the band - who seemed convinced that they were called the Blues Brothers Band - did not necessarily negatively influence Jolee's opinion. After all, he was still sane and normal tonight, and that was nice enough to do away with the quiet.

[OOC: I'm running off to get food. Tino is... indisposed. Mod T1-N0, the bar droid if you wish! I'll be back in a little bit. I'm around.]

Prom 2009 [Town Hall]

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

At some point in the evening, the prom court announcement was made.

After the court dance, the prom continued. Someone managed to spike the punch, there were still shadowy corners and the dance floor was still open to all. The chaperones were still there to keep an eye on things (and might be indulging in some spiked punch themselves).




[this is post #2! wait for the OCD or you'll get bit by a gremlin! OCD up! OOC Note and First Post]

Galactica Point, Late Friday, After Prom

[iamnotallgirl]

After what happened at the prom Jill had fled to the beach. At first she'd thought she could refind her calm, meditate, do Plan B and put Jack back in the box where he belonged, but--everyone had seen--that wasn't happening. Calm was nowhere to be had tonight. She found herself sitting on a rock, staring out at the water, wearing Jack's stupid suit--where had he gotten this thing, anyway? Oh. Pixie Dust, and that blonde girl charged him extra because it was the day of prom. He'd laughed.

She had a headful of Jackthoughts she couldn't get rid of, and she'd cycled in front of everyone. The worst that could happen had happened.

The thing was--no one had really seemed to care. Prom had gone on around her. Most people hadn't even seemed to notice.

She didn't know what to make of that.

((Open beach is open!))