Stark Industries, Tuesday

[eyebrowgoesup]

Spock arrived at Stark Industries at his usual time and set about his work as per usual. Nothing to see here, unless anyone wanted to drop by and give him something to do.

Stark Industries was open.

((And OCD-free!))

Pixie Dust; Tuesday [ 07/08 ].

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The novelty of relishing in the incredible variety and textures of human clothing was wearing off a little for Ariel, but that suited her just fine, because, when she came in to work today, she had a goal in mind, and set to the task immediately after all the other start-of-shift tasks were taken care of. It involved a poster board and some markers and a lot of glitter (See? She was learning important things from her arts and crafts class).

When finished, she capped her markers and closed the glitter and then held the sign at arms length to look it over with an approving nod. Perfect! Into the window it went.


HAPPY TUESDAY!!!
Free kisses today with every purchase!


No, Ariel didn't have any certain moral compunction against the idea; if anything, she would only gawk at how immoral it was that she hadn't thought of it sooner! It was brilliant, really.

Of course, little did Ariel know that, while it was a good plan in theory, it was absolutely doomed in practice. The only thing extra anyone was likely to get with their purchases today were some black and blue marks or a pretty good story for their troubles.

Pixie Dust is open!


[[ and so is the post! Any and all attempts to claim Ariel's sales incentive are to end in mishap and despair, mwa ha ha ]]

MCA Lobby, [6/8]

[funnyways.livejournal.com]

Mina's help-wanted sign was still up in the window. She herself had decided to rest in one of the comfy chair, reading a book about a so-called 'Secret'.

Mostly, she was finding the book was filled with nonsense and idiocy.

She sighed. Her life was so hard, here. Really.

[ooc: Open post!]

Book Haven, Tuesday

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

Today Hinata was busy at the store. Not only was she cleaning—mostly that was because Yei had managed to knock down yet another display—but she was also researching the law as it pertained to her case.

It was fascinating, really, even if she had to do a fair bit of back-tracking and double-checking to make sure she was understanding it all.

The law was a confusing thing when you were used to entirely different rules, after all. Now and then Hinata would look thoughtful and make a few separate notes. But those would be reviewed once she'd done all she could to help her case.

Book Haven is Open.

Covent Garden Flowers, Tuesday

[intraspective]

It was one of those days where all Ino really wanted to do was be anywhere but at work. She stared out the window, mostly content to just people watch, while daydreaming of being elsewhere.

Ino had to admit that she wasn't sure exactly where else she wanted to be. All she knew was that it was a day where being at work was totally not her idea of fun.

Even if she was in a fairly decent mood. Sigh.

Covent Garden Flowers

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

Covent Garden Flowers is Open.

mha lobby | tuesday | june 8

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

There was...horribly loud music blaring from the radio in the lobby. Horribly loud and horribly bad. Hall and Oates bad. For some fucking reason, the radio had been playing Maneater incessantly since he'd turned it on. And he couldn't seem to change the fucking station. It was like the knobs and buttons were all glued in place. He couldn't turn it off, couldn't change the station, couldn't do anything but listen to the fucking song over and over and over.

When he started to hum the song, he knew he had to do something drastic. So, Loki yanked the radio, plug and all (which did not stop the song, fucking island), out of the wall and went out to toss it into the pool.

That...effectively stopped it. Yep.

The Imperial Brim (June 7, Monday)

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Irulan smiled at the Panama hats Miss Uhura had placed on the rack and decided to add a few more summer hats on the display.

After a few seconds of fiddling Irulan nodded, satisfied and returned behind the counter to browse a few sites in the Infernal Machine.


(Open!)

The Gig, Tuesday [5/8]

[exconnextdoor.livejournal.com]

Kris had made a big decision. Ever since she met that little girl a few months ago, she knew her future was with Junior. So she was going to head back to Fremont. She also had a family there, one she needed to work things out with. Plus, she had a feeling Wildfire needed her. It wasn't a hard decision, really.

"I'm going home soon," she said to Duke as she patted his mane. "Be good for everyone, okay?"

She was going to miss the horses here.

[Kris is really leaving the island, so this is sadly her last post for interaction.]

Strokes of Genius [6/8]

[angelandwitch.livejournal.com]

Paige had a canvas set up at the front of the store and was working on a painting of Selkie Cove today.

It had been so long since she had time to really devote to being creative that it wasn't her best effort. But, hey, she was trying.

Of course, she would stop if anyone needed help or wanted to chat.

Atlas Gym - Tuesday

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

Tuesdays never were Rose's favourite day what with the lack of time to sleep between guarding Adrian, training, and working at Atlas. This Tuesday though was going to go down in history as being a much, much worse than usual Tuesday.

Nearly all the lights were off in the gym along with the radio, and Rose wasn't even pretending to work. She sat at the desk, her head in her hands as she tried ignore the headache that had built up to nearly the worst pain she'd ever had in her life. The air felt like it was pressing in on her head as her brain throbbed from inside her skull. Something flashed in her field of vision, and Rose looked over, but nothing except the gym was there. There was another flash of blackness, this one almost looked like wings. Unless Jessi had let a bird in the gym again, she had to just be imagining it.

The pain went on and on and even the tylenol and Coke she'd chugged didn't put a dent in it. Shadowy shapes kept flitting through her vision, making her flinch every so often as one looked like a skull or a face or a bird.

Finally it had been enough, and after yelling at Jessi a third time for offering to 'adjust her neck,' Rose gave in. Something about this whole thing wasn't right, and if she had to dare the clinic to find out, she'd do that.

The gym was still open. Rose had fled.

Trooper Station: Tuesday.

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

Yesterday the phones at the station were not working.

"RALPH!"

Today the phones were still not working.

"GET THE DAMN PHONES ONLINE BEFORE I SMACK YOU INTO NEXT WEEK!"

Ralph was not having a good day.

Turtle & Canary, Tuesday, 06/08

[living_endless]

The front of the general store was filled with old-fashioned bicycles with baskets attached to the handlebars today. There were all sizes and colors: Red, blue, silver, purple with pink handlebars ...

And each and every bicycle had a fleshy, ruddy unsliced mango sitting proudly in the basket. Didi asked Apu what was going on, but wouldn't even meet her eyes as he plead ignorance.

She snagged a plump mango from the basket of a pink bicycle, planning to slice it for lunch, and made a sign for the front window:

SPECIAL SALE: FREE BICYCLE WITH EVERY MANGO PURCHASED.
Squishy Flavors: Mango, Chili Mango, Mango Pineapple

T&C was open. Mind the bicycles.

[OOC: OCD got all sticky with mango juice. Post inspired by death_of_hope.]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary had put up a suggestion box in one of the employee areas of the hotel. She was pleasantly surprised to see that it was full and eagerly brought it to the front desk to go through the suggestions.

But she was disappointed in how unimaginative the ideas were. Most of the suggestions involved adding more stripper poles, putting in a pool or getting a deep fryer for the kitchen, clearly written in Gunther's handwriting.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Sugar Snap Peas and Cucumber Salad
Roast Chicken and Mango Salad with Yogurt

'Dite's Decadent Delights, Tuesday afternoon

[trigons_child]

Raven arrived at work to find the shop spotlessly clean (except, perhaps, for a few cookie crumbs), and for a moment almost felt guilty because she had nothing to do unless a customer came in. What she did have, though, was a shiny new laptop. Hoshi had given her a few lessons about navigating the internet, and now she was ready to start poking around herself. Or so she thought, as she typed "Rumor Gal" into a search engine. This probably wouldn't end well.

Cafe Fina, Tuesday

[lordofthecats.livejournal.com]

It was another normal day at Café Fina, if normal consisted of a human-sized pepper shaker showing a lion/human boy how to use a waffle iron. Nearby, the cheese grater was arguing with a spoon over which was more useful, a wire whisk or a fork.

Yes, it was all perfectly normal for this place.

Today's Special
Belgian Waffles with Blueberry Maple Syrup

Android's Dungeon, Tuesday

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim was facepalming and laughing at the same time. Neil had mailed him a few news clippings. It seems that the same religious right groups that enjoyed picketing Space Battles and Barry Plodder were now up in arms about his mother's comic strip.

He put all the comics dealing with the Underworld, or Devils or what-not together and made a sign.

Sympathy For the Devil Sale
15% off these titles.

Android's Dungeon was open.

Luke's Diner [Tuesday, June 8]

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

Today, Sookie didn't go into the minds of the kitchen staff at all. She actually made a point to wear the necklace Karla had given her, in fact, so she wouldn't be able to hear them.

Call it a hunch.

And it turned out to be a good idea, considering that when she had to go back to the kitchen at all, she was met with catcalls, whoops, and the kinds of comments they usually kept in their heads. Charming. She could not wait for this to wear off.

Today's Specials
Apple Pancakes with Cinnamon Butter
Fresh Corn Soup Topped with Roasted Corn Guacamole

Luke's was open. Don't mind the blonde who was rather unprofessionally eating pancakes. (Sookie was pretty sure she could taste the orchard the apples were grown in. That was a perk of this weirdness, she guessed.)

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

[furnaceface]

It occurred to Jono, somewhere between his classes as he made his way into Groovy Tunes to open up shop, that he was currently on the losing end of a bet that he'd made with one of his cabinmates.

And that was the only reason that there was Japanese music playing, today. Usually a few seconds at a time, before he'd back it up, attempt to play it himself on his guitar, and then let the next little bit play.

This whole process would be so much simpler if only he knew how to look up guitar chords and tabs on the internet.

[Open! OCD-free! Hi!]

Caritas [Tuesday]

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

Tonight in Caritas, Robin was pondering a very serious decision. Tonight, Robin was making the most important decision a bride can make about her wedding day.

Tonight, Robin had brought in cake samples. She had a whole tray of them, and while Benton would totally get a say in it, she felt it was important to narrow it down and away from things she wouldn't eat. He was easy, after all.

Ching Tai: Tuesday Evening

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Gunn usually wasn't in the mood for Chinese food.

Today's reserve meeting changed that.

"Yeah. I'll take two orders of the Peking Duck."

Yeah. It was that kind of day.

[Sure. Open. Why not?]