Turtle & Canary; Saturday [ 05/26 ].

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

With consideration to the complications that went along with working at a shop when you didn't have hands, Valentine was feeling incredibly appreciative of having a tech-savvy friend and an AI system in her bedroom. She'd gone to Samus and Jarvis with the task of creating a voice recognition system for the register, for those days when you were feeling less than capable of navigating the touchable features, and then they even stepped it up one more for security by throwing in a few other little details in recognizing the face and retinas to help prevent elaborate theft.

It seemed a little overkill at that point, especially considering that they had security cameras, but, at the same time, she knew how easy it was for someone to just wake up as you some days.

At the moment, though, Valentine was just having fun throwing her voice into different pitches to see it that worked, trying to imitate Apu effective, and just generally testing the range of what the new register could do. She'd have to make sure to talk to Frank about getting his voice in there; she still wasn't sure if she trusted Britta with the privilege yet.

Today's Squishy flavors: Technologic, Super Spy, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Stark Industries | Saturday

[dollpocalypse]

A couple weeks ago, with Billy, Topher had made a curious discovery: coffee was not horrible.

It was even less horrible, he was learning today, when he went and added a fuckton of sugar to it.

So he would just be behind the counter today. Experimenting -- and taking careful notes! -- to see exactly what the right amount of sugar in coffee was.

So far it was looking like a lot.

The Boards, Saturday, All Day

[furnaceface]

"Ugh."

It had been another productive several days back in Jonothon's reality. The New Warriors were starting to actually look almost competent, foiling enough crimes that they were actually starting to garner some notice by the media. Training sessions under Jubilee and Thrash were going... better. Jono had only almost accidentally blown everyone's eardrums out in the middle of a particularly nasty sim, and that had been something to think of as progress, in a way. And now they were eyeing one more potential candidate for the group, another former X-kid, by the name of Sofia.

It was weird, but Jono was almost starting to get the feeling that maybe they weren't just running in place, back there.

Coming home to the smell of livestock permeating the Boards far more thoroughly than it had been after the whole pony thing last weekend?

"Now, I know I didn't do that."

Jono's office shift in The Boards today was going to be spent putting out air fresheners, apparently.

[Oooopen, though I'll be out for a few hours this afternoon!]

The Gig, Saturday

[justlike_a_girl]

Dani was grateful to have her hands this weekend, since it made it much easier to tack up the horses. However, she was missing her cell phone. Some stupid goat had taken it for an appetizer the other day and what remained was definitely not usable. Maybe that's why Dani kept mumbling, "It could be worse," as she worked.

The Gig was open. The "Help Wanted" sign was still up, even if it looked like something had taken a bite out of it.

Caritas, Saturday

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

Her second week at work, April was taking the scientific approach: pouring things into glasses, combining them with other things, and evaluating the results.

Some were good. Some were okay. Some were getting donated to Tino so that he could experience how horrible they were for himself.

Poor guy kept falling for it. That was okay, though. It was funny.

Up on the sign where the specials usually went, April had scrawled:

$5 OFF YOUR DRINK IF YOU LET ME DECIDE WHAT'S IN IT

[[open, natch. save me, i'm bored and everyone i know is drunk.]]

The Devil's Nest, Saturday, May 26th

[nookiepowered]

Go ahead. Mock the shirt. You didn't have any plans for your spleen anyway, right? Tiny didn't think so.

He also didn't think it was fair for Bo to take advantage of the plans he no longer had for the weekend to call in "I have a really big bathtub and I don't feel like getting out of it," but since she'd offered to reapply his sunscreen for him if he went over to her place after he closed up, he'd let her keep her spleen. This time.

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[Tiny has the bar. I have pizza and the remains of a headache.]