Stark Industries, Tuesday, 6/19

[ultron_junior]

When Victor got to the shop this morning, he froze in the doorway for a moment. The steady drip-drip-drip from one corner of the ceiling promised nothing good, and he liked it even less when he noticed the pool forming on the floor beneath it was red.

He stepped closer, catching a drip on his palm, and sniffed at it.

Ketchup.

Victor went to get the mop and a bucket to put under the drip until he could climb up into the ceiling to fix it. He figured that somewhere on the island, someone had to want half a bucket full of ketchup.

[OOC: Open repair shop with an interesting indoor climate.]

Turtle and Canary, Tuesday

[catchmeifyoucan.livejournal.com]

On his way to work, Frank had fully intended to use his shift today for organizing Aisle 4, which was kind of a mess. As soon as he got there, though, he discovered that there were peeled clementines all over the floor.

So... they took priority.

Frank sighed. "Sorry, Aisle 4," he said aloud, and he got to cleaning up.

guilty as charged, tuesday afternoon

[necroslacker]

Sam was pretty much recovered after his terrible weekend. He'd gotten past it (just like Natalie had said and he'd rejected at the time) and now he was back on an even keel. There were several repairs that had to be made today so that's what Sam was doing. There were several skateboard parts on the counter and a one wheeled BMX bike next to him behind the counter.

It was shaping up to be a pretty busy and Sam was looking forward to it.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Gunther had asked Mary to mail some letters for him this morning. She wished she'd asked to see them first before agreeing because Gunther had a large box full of envelopes without postage. All of them were addressed to the Food Network headquarters. Gunther's explanation was that he kept writing to Paula Deen to ask her out on a date but she never responded. Mary quietly dumped the letters in the garbage as soon as Gunther went back to the kitchen.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel
Today's Specials
Mango Black Bean and Tomato Salad
Chipotle-Plum BBQ Pork Ribs

[Open! The OCD has gone into hiding.]

Wellspring Arms and Meditation Center, Tuesday

[xxlstretchpants.livejournal.com]

Today Bruce wasn't back in the meditation area but up front and behind the counter. In front of him was a laptop that had clearly seen better days but was still functional. Anyone peeking around to look at the laptop screen would find an interesting article about treatments for radiation poisoning in bone marrow.

Okay, really it was only interesting to Bruce.

Wellspring Arms is open for business. Sorry, no guns for sale.

Dite's Decadent Delights, Tuesday

[icecoldfrost]

Emma was sitting behind the counter today, busily working on invitations for tomorrow night's event. Hopefully people would be able to come, despite the late notice.


[OOC: Open, OCD-free.
Text of invitations reads: Join us as we celebrate the summer solstice. Why? Because it's the longest day of the year! When: June 20th at 6pm. Where: 33 Apocalypse Avenue, Fandom Town, MD. Please consult your nearest multiversal directory for directions. (ALL ARE WELCOME)]

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

Tino had called out today, claiming his grandmother had died. This was the second grandmother that had died since Kitty took over, so she was waiting to see how long it'd be till #3 kicked off.

With him out, she'd shown up early to get things together, only to find things were pretty much done. The zombies were playing really slow music, there was no Tino to keep her entertained... Hence the sign.

ONE FREE DRINK FOR ANYONE WHO UNBORES ME

[Method RP! Which means I would totally buy you a drink for unboring me if you didn't all live in the computer.]