Demon Marcus, Sunday, All Day

[myownface]

Sparkle was a man on a mission, today. There had been a shipment of new stock in, and when he'd opened it up, well...

"Somebody out there didn't get the memo that pink is fricking out this season on the island."

Which meant?

Special! Today Only!
Buy any item in the store,
Burn one hideous pink dress in our back room!

He'd even made a run into town to pick up some extra lighter fluid on a fake ID for the occasion.

[Open!]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Sunday

[firstnameagent.livejournal.com]

Today at Wellspring, Coulson was selling tickets to the gun show.

Only by "gun show" he meant "Olympics."

And by "tickets" he meant "stream."

And by "selling" he meant "watching."

And by "to" he meant "of."

And there probably needed an extra "a" in there somewhere.

So today at Wellspring, Coulson was watching a stream of the Olympics. It was exactly as interesting as you would imagine a suited man watching something on his phone while specifically not selling any weapons could be.

Goodvalor's Little Bivoli, Sunday

[cataclysmicluck.livejournal.com]

Zayne was taking some time today to make sure that a week of non-existance hadn't messed up the droids at all. As it turned out, one of the droids had a defect which told it to kill all humans. But it also had another defect that told it that humans were a kind of peanut.

Which explained all the shells Zayne found in a pile in the corner. Zayne felt it was probably time to reboot the droid and reinstall its original programming. He made sure the "kill" command was the first one to go, though. Just to be safe.

Today's Special:
Homemade Peanut Butter Sandwiches

Caritas, Sunday Evening

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Tino was stuck behind the bar tonight as the Olympics trumped being a good bartender in Guy's book. Which would be why he was in the backroom, drinking a beer as he watched.

What was it about these games that turned everyone into fans of shit like water polo?

Not on, Olympics. Not on.