luke's diner | saturday | july 18

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The wave of singing had missed Ned. Unfortunately, the wave of singing hadn't missed the NPC staff and they were busy singing into rolling pins and dancing with brooms when he arrived. Oddly enough, this wasn't even island driven. They just wanted to sing. They tried to get Ned to join them, even going so far as dropping a dish rag on his head and saying he was the new female lead but Ned escaped and let them do their musical number. At least it wasn't terrible singing.

TODAY'S SPECIAL
Rainbow Chicken Roll
Mushroom Parmesan
Coffee Liqueur Ice Cream Pie

Luke's was open and loud.

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Saturday

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Today, Cable was continuing his exploration of stock. It was very much possible that he was cataloguing where best to begin Jan's education (once she turned the right age) at the same time, but if so, he was keeping mum on the subject.

Unlike the child in question, who trailed after him, babbling about snatches of some of the words she'd heard him say. This... was probably going to lead to an interesting vocabulary at her part.

Tether watched it all with an indulgent eye from the corner.

Wellspring Arms was open.

Groovy Tunes, Saturday [7/18]

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Hurley opened up shop, totally unaware of Penelope being transformed. Poor guy.

The mix of music today was mainly The Pixies.

Groovy Tunes was open.

[ooc: and the post, after OCD Oooopen!]

The Perk, Saturday Morningish

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There was no specific time of day for coffee, so this was more the first cup than Griff's morning cup. He thanked the clerk, added a half ton of sugar to the to-go cup, and went to sit at a little table outside in the sun. Normally he'd simply walk back to the cabins with his drink, but it was exceptionally nice out and he didn't feel like leaving town straightaway.

Pulling out his phone, stared at it for a moment, considering his options. Then he dialed an Oaxacan number, waited until a familiar voice answered, smiled to himself, and ended the call. It wasn't a good idea to try and talk to Carolina, but it made him happy to know she was alive.

Maybe next week he'd call and talk to Consuelo or Sam. Assuming he wasn't singing again, whatever that had been.

For now he'd sit happily drinking his coffee outside the Perk, idly spinning his phone on the little tabletop.

[Open street area is open!]

Around town, Saturday morning

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After arriving on the island, Kyle decided to take a walk around and scope things out. He wasn't carrying much - just a backpack with some clothes, supplies, several thermal detonators, a few mines, and an Imperial blaster rifle with lots of spare ammunition, as well as his Bryar pistol and lightsaber hanging from his belt - but he figured he'd need a place to put most of that. He doubted he was going to have to walk around this heavily armed most of the time.

For now, though, he'd carry the load while he got a good feeling for Fandom.

[OOC: Open for interaction or all of your ambiguously located needs.]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Saturday [7/18]

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Mary was having a nightmarish day. There was an older NPC couple who gave her all sorts of hassles when she tried to check them in. Then, they didn't like the first room she gave them, or the second one, or the third room, and so on. Eventually, they found something wrong with every single room in the hotel. Mary was grasping at straws, trying to find some way to make them happy, and finally just offered up her own suite. They accepted, under the condition that housekeeping scrubbed everything from head to toe and removed all of Mary's belongings. So Mary went upstairs to take out off of her stuff and try to figure out where she was going to be sleeping tonight...

And that's when she woke up from the bad dream.

Otherwise, there was nothing remarkable going on today, but after a nightmare like that, Mary was happy to have a quiet day.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Grilled Pork Tenderloin
Asparagus with Lemon Butter
Tomatoes with Blue Cheese

The Imperial Brim, [Saturday, July 18]

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Irulan felt more centered after using the Wellspring's meditation room. And the singing thing? She was more than willing to forget.

Irulan opened her shop and flipped the sign around

Now Hiring! Please inquire inside!

Dite's Decadent Delights, Saturday

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When Aphrodite opened the store, she found two squirrels standing under a rack of unmentionables and chittering at each other. If she didn't know better, she'd say they were having a conversation and pointing at the items.

"Okay, out. Out! This store is for humans only. Go find your squirrel kink somewhere else."

To her surprise, the two of them looked at her, then headed for the door instead of the slightly open window through which they'd obviously come. The first one went through the doorway without stopping, but the second one stopped, doffed his hat, and ran away. She heard a sound suspiciously like laughter.

Shaking her head, she flipped the sign on the door and closed it behind the little guy.

Turning on the lights, she also patted Little Strife, then sat down to see if Valentine had left her any notes. She hadn't, so Aphrodite grabbed her magazine and leaned back on the chair.

As she opened the magazine she spoke out loud to herself. "Was he laughing at me? And what is up with a squirrel wearing a hat? Ooh, new goddess shades of lipstick. Huh."


Dite's Decadent Delights is open.


(OOC: Squirrels modded with permission, store and post are open!)

The Lighthouse - Saturday

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Murdock had kind of missed the past few days. Maybe he'd picked up a touch of that bug Glinda had. Well, whatever it was it was passed now and he was busy working on the tower.

Those stairs needed some tightening and maybe a polish wouldn't hurt either.

(open! yah, not been around too much for a few days, was dealing with school finance dramas. whee)

Turtle & Canary [Saturday]

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Kyle was in good spirits because the singing had stopped.

Kyle was in bad spirits because he'd had an argument with the SquishyBot and Liz had taken offense.

It was an up and down kind of day.


Today's Squishy Flavors: Plum, Sparkly Black, Red