Pixie Dust, Friday

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny had remembered she had a job and responsibilities two days in a row. Someone should give her a cookie. Or possibly it was just that she had still not bought more alcohol for her room, while alcohol was freely available at the shop. At any rate, here she was.

Today's sign read:

20% off women's clothing
If you show male ID

Jenny was helpful like that. And enjoyed laughing at others' misfortune.

Pixie Dust is open.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Friday [8/14]

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

There was a stout older woman wearing a white chef's uniform waiting for Mary when she reached the front desk. Since the woman spoke with a heavy German accent, Mary assumed it was some relative of Gunther's paying a surprise visit. Much to her surprise, it turned out to actually be Gunther.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Chicken with Herbed Goat Cheese
Zucchini with Parmesan

The Arms Hotel is open. Please forgive Mary if she can't stop laughing at the sight of her chef.

The Beach [Friday morning]

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

Max had arrived at the beach before dawn. Which was unusual for him sure, but he'd been awake so he figured he might as well get out there and warm up. Which e'd done for a bit. Then he'd decided to take a swim to cool off. Which explained why his shirt and shoes and blade were lying in a pile on the sand and he was out in the water.

He wasn't much of a swimmer, usually, but he might have to change that. It was rather nice out there. Though he was careful not to get too far from the shore. The truth was that it wasn't so much swimming as wading. And maybe some dog paddling.

[Expecting one and up early, but the beach is open. C'mon... you know you want your newly gendered people to get hit on by Max... Oh, wait... that's me.]

Things Reborn, Friday [8/14]

[chic-harper.livejournal.com]

Harper hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary today, except that there seemed to be an overabundance of women's clothing in the latest arrivals of used clothes. It was almost like someone was trying to tell her something.

Things Reborn was open, and well-stocked for the latest round of weirdness.

The Gig, Friday [8/14]

[justlike_a_girl]

Dani was not pleased. Ken Davis had dropped a number of interesting tidbits about life back home in California when he and Dani had dinner a few days ago. For one thing, he was pleased that Junior was dating a congressman's daughter. Dani knew that her brother was still in love with his old girlfriend, Kris, even though Ken didn't approve of the girl's background. She just hoped that Junior wouldn't make the same mistake Ken did with his first marriage.

But what had her even more upset was that Ken was going to be staying in Baltimore for a few more weeks. He claimed he was in negotiations to buy some new racing stock. Dani suspected that his ulterior motive was to try and get her to come home. That just was not going to happen.

The Gig was open. Hopefully Dani's scowl won't scare anyone off.

[And now I'm done spamming your f-list.]

Coyote Medicine, Friday

[allyofthevarden.livejournal.com]

Arya opened up the store, putting up the sign once she made sure every thing was in order.

COYOTE MEDICINE Native Artifacts and Medicine Man Services THE MEDICINE WOMAN IS IN. Now Hiring! Saturday and Wednesday shifts available

She was in a particularly cheerful mood and settled behind the counter, wondering if any potential customers might drop by.

[OOC: OCD coming up!]

mha | friday | august 14

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

Loki looked like the fucking maintenance woman. No, scratch that, Loki looked the maintenance woman who'd fucking lived here for awhile but with blonde hair. This sort of shit was not supposed to fucking affect him. He was a fucking angel with fucking powers and he was not supposed to randomly changed what type of vessel he was using.

"Fucking goddamn shitheaded piece of shit island," Loki said, grumpily sitting behind the counter for no good besides the fact that, if he was out in public, maybe he could mess with people's minds.

Still.

"This fucking body isn't the one I signed up for," he said, looking down at his expanded chest. "But the tits are kind of fucking nice."

Okay, so it wasn't all bad.

[yeah, like i wasn't going to open this. gwyneth paltrow used with permission from pepper's player!]

Freelance Police HQ - Thursday

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

Murdock was busy tossing paper airplanes around the office. Of course that meant he also needed the paper airport and runway. And cars to get the paper people to the airport. Houses for the paper people to live in. And stores to shop at. And...

The floor of the office was quickly turning into a mini city of paper. It looked a lot like LA.

They did always say stick to what you know.

Dite's Decadent Delights; Friday [ 08/14 ].

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

It had been an incredibly quiet week for Valentine, and she'd gotten so much work done on her laptop that she actually decided to make the executive decision to leave alone today for her shift at the sex shop. Of course, that didn't necessarily mean that she was going to avoid being engrossed in something other than her work. She fell into reading, and while the topic was...well, topical, it sucked her in enough that she didn't feel the usual drive to go searching through the products and set out some of the more interesting ones out front to make people question or squirm. It didn't usually matter which; they were both entertaining.

But, once again, instead, she'd been sucked into texts, and the ancient stuff really had always been a weakness of hers.

Dite's Decadent Delights is open!

[[ and not even an NWS link today! ]]

Trooper Station, Friday

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"I hate this friggin' island, Ralph."

Ralph sighed, and shot Ray - and his boobs, Ray figured - another look. Yeah, so Ray had said that a couple of times that morning, but that didn't matter, right?

Hey, the troopers were recuperating from being toy-whatsits, now they were broads, that was just a move up in the world or something. Ray, though? Ray, yeah, that was different.

"Get me more coffee," he ordered, and sank back in Coop's chair. His chair. Whichever. Like the past couple of weeks hadn't been messed-up enough for starters.

(Do not think the word 'Malibu', Ray)

"I hate this friggin' island."

[[ open station! ]]

The Holiday Grove, Friday August 14th

[triedtomakexmas.livejournal.com]

Today the store wasn't being run by a very tall male skeleton who had a penchant for breaking into song.

Today, there was a female corpse, dressed in the tatters of a wedding gown, and she apparently had a penchant for suddenly dancing about the shelves.

The Help Wanted sign remained in the window, although it was amended to read Shifts Available Tuesdays and Thursdays. Jack wasn't so silly as to think that teenagers wanted to work weekends, after all.

The Holiday Grove is open.

[OCD is up]

Cabot and Associates; Friday [ 08/14 ].

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

One of these days, Wexler. One of these days, she'd learn that her preferred diet of a lot of candy and sugary cereals and sugar with coffee and cream lead to toothaches, and therefor should be best avoided but, obviously, this week had not been that week of revelation. Thankfully, by the time Friday rolled around, it wasn't as painful as it had been on Monday, with only residual soreness and a painful jolt of a reminder when she forgot about the toothache and did something like bite into an apple or just jostle it the wrong way that sent her, after a yelp of surprise, groaning in pain.

But she was going to stick through it! It was Friday, so she didn't figure there'd be many clients coming through the offices, so she could try to focus on her work instead of her dentistry and hopefully not have to talk to anyone because even with the sparing amount of Gum Numb she was using, her speech was going to be a little slurred.

But no one could accuse her for a lack of dedication to the job. She just hoped it cleared up before radio, because that was usual a ton of talking...

The Law Offices of Cabot and Associates
LEGAL SERVICES • LEGAL AID

Cabot and Associates is open!

MCA Lobby; Friday [ 08/14 ].

[no-snow-white.livejournal.com]

It seemed to sort of defeat the point of being glad that it's Friday when one had been spending most of the week resting from what Rachel was going to breathily claim was a bit of a "faint spell" thanks to her so fair and so sensitive skin and migraines. But there was an awful lot of work waiting for her to do on that Friday, enough to almost make her feel like she had been working all week, so it was definitely a Thank Goodness It's Friday day, all the same.

And another apartment looking to clear up meant that she might have to go and see if there was anything to be done to prepare it for the next occupant. And hope that the next occupant wasn't a whale like the last one. Or, well, someone had to check it, which was why there was a clear sign out in the window as there was last week: Mauvaise Chance Apartments is currently looking to employ a Tenant Services Representative. Please inquire within, with references.


[[ open! MCA Info! One current vacancy ]]

Book Haven - Friday, 8/14

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

There was, in fact, no day when Liir would want to be at work less than today. The thing about work was that people came in, they dealt with you, they got to know you, they learned your name and what day you were scheduled.

...they noticed when you suddenly had boobs, especially when (of course) you didn't have underthings to put them in properly.

So perhaps the friendly, cheerful young man who usually manned the counter at the Book Haven on Fridays wasn't there today, but it wasn't because he didn't want to be. Ozdamned island.

[ocdless]

Morgan's Hardward - Friday - 8/14

[bau-beefcake.livejournal.com]

...Morgan was not a happy man. For one, he wasn't please to wake up with a full head of hair this morning. It was scratchy and distracting and it'd covered his face. For another, he wasn't a man which, all right, was the main reason why he was displeased.

Suffice to say there was quite a lot of work that needed doing that morning, psychologically and clothing-wise, and that Derek couldn't say he was comfortable but he was at least sane by the time he slipped out the door.

He did have work to do or a store to run, after all. It just meant he wasn't taking ANY video conference calls today ("my camera broke") and the usual jovial handyman... wasn't, so much.

Morgan's Hardware and Repair
Home improvement supplies - Plumbing - Electrical Work
Painting - Custom Carpentry - Installation- SIGNS
Now Hiring!
The store was open.
[and ocdless]

Guilty as Changed - 8/14 - Early Afternoon

[i-lovedfalling.livejournal.com]

With boredom approaching and nothing on television except for Spanish telenovelas, Haley had actually spent all of last night watching Mi Pequeño Amor despite having no idea what any of the characters were saying.

Luckily, Spanish soap operas were over-acted enough to vaguely understand just by each character's actions what was going on. Plus, the girlfights were epic.

Anyway, her late night curiosity the night before had now left her with a Spanish for dummies book in her hands as she sat behind the counter of the shop.

Def Leppard as background music, she occasionally repeated words from the book as best as she could, slowly learning that Spanish was much harder than Coralito made it seem.

(Oops, my bad! Changed, but still ocdless)

Covent Garden Flowers [8/14]

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley had woken up as a girl again. Luckily, this time he didn't have a total freak out.

He was happy to go to work and start fixing things. He just hoped his boss wouldn't freak out.

...He also vaguely worried that Penelope might try stopping by to take him out for their date today. That would be awkward, a little.

Covent Garden Flowers

Vida Boheme, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

[ooc: OCD first, plz Open!]

The graveyard, Friday morning

[scruffnfeathers]

To be perfectly honest, Castiel wasn't at all put out by his vessel's transformation. It was really only luck of the draw that had landed him in a male body, anyway.

Still, he was a bit concerned for Jimmy, who though not entirely aware, wasn't taking to the transformation nearly as well.

Which was why he was pacing in the graveyard, seemingly talking to himself.

"It is most unusual, yes," he said. "But really, I suspect you won't find it that different. And it isn't as though your wife and daughter are here to be bothered by it."

[ooc: totally open.]

The Magic Box, Friday

[finding-x-dream.livejournal.com]

Agnes puttered around the store a little grumpier than usual today. Today, the island was even MORE full than usual of girls who were prettier than her, and that was just depressing. Also, she had a nagging feeling that she ought to have been born a lesbian. But then again, that probably would just validate certain stereotypes about witches, and she couldn't be having with that, so maybe it was for the best that she wasn't.

At any rate, she moved all the women's clothing and jewelry to the front of the store in case any of the ex-boys wanted to feel pretty in something charmed and/or cursed.

Atlas Gym: Friday Afternoon

[memberslonely.livejournal.com]

After swinging by her place to find some more appropriate clothes, Lindsay and her new female pal headed for the gym.

"Would you prefer just to beat the hell out of the punching bag or take few swings at me?" she joked as she held the door open for her companion.

[Lindsay is here with Ronon but open gym is open post!]

Pirate radio [afternoon]

[capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com]

Jack was in his office, as usual.

Drinking rum, as usual.

Playing music, as usual.

With breasts, which was a bit of a shift (and had taken him a while to notice, due to aforementioned rum).

The radio station was currently blasting "Man, I Feel Like a Woman" because Jack thought he--she?--was funny.

[OOC: The OCD has run in fear of catching something from Amy Winehouse.]

The Docks, Friday Afternoon

[nofishinmypond.livejournal.com]

Jack was NOT about to let this island get to him. Just not gonna happen.

Which was why there was a very hot MILF sitting on the deck of her boat, relaxing in a t-shirt and jeans that were now far too baggy for her. With a baseball cap and a cold beer.

He was foregoing his usual fishing, though -- he'd steered the boat closer to shore so he could people-watch.

The hand-lettered sign -- which he'd moved to the top of the boat's cabin, just because he could -- now read:

Captain Jack's Wild Ride
Now with 74% more WILD!

Caritas; Friday Evening

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck had the feeling that some people were looking to drink tonight so he made a point of opening the place a bit early. It wasn't too much of a hassle; he looked good, was dressed well and damn if this wasn't an excuse to show off both. Tino, or, Tina rather wasn't as lucky as Chuck when it came to the looks department when the genderswap happened. And Chuck wasn't letting it go.

"My god, you must be so jealous of me right now," Chuck said, hopping up on to the back counter and crossing his legs all nice and lady-like. "You look like a cross between Steve Buscemi and Ashley Tisdale pre-nose job."

Tino just pouted.

The Preserve, Friday Noon

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

So, he had breasts and been assured this would go away in due time by Francine. That didn't mean Merlin was going to try looking for something to change things back to normal, damn it.

The book was... less than helpful. But there was something about changing appearance, so he was hunting for herbs to attempt it. So far? Nothing necessary for it was in the preserve.

Damn it all.

[[Open forest is open]]

The Perk (Friday, August 14, Late Morning)

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

Irulan had the Agatha Christie book she bought from Miss Bennet, she'd been enjoying the book. It was a different sort of novel from Dr. Brennan's and one she found she enjoyed on a different level. Miss Bennet's description of the book seemed accurate. A cozy mystery indeed.

(For one female stepson but open for all Perk needs!)