PARTY!, An Abandoned Warehouse in the Abandoned Warehouse District, Wednesday Night

[rebelseekspizza]

The warehouse Ringo had picked out really was the best one of the lot: everything was intact and reasonably clean, just empty. The ground floor had a huge empty area that Dante had immediately claimed as the site of their party. Between him (and okay fine, his StuCo experience) and Ringo, they'd gotten a sound system set up and repurposed a minifridge or two for drinks. Dante was a little sketchy on where they'd gotten the cooler from, but between those three things and the stuff that didn't need to be cold, he figured they were full up on booze and soda.

He'd dragged Ada in to pretty up the place: glitter and shiny lights and all that stuff. (There was even a big, glittery WELCOME BACK sign now.)

Ringo had sent around the invites. Dante had finally let Anders know there was a party in his name that afternoon.

All set.

[[ ANDERS' WELCOME BACK PARTY. If you think Ringo got you an invite, you did. If you think your character heard about the party through the grapevine, they did. wait for the ocd is up! up early 'cause party, la. ]]

Fandom Island Counseling Services and Psychiatry, Wednesday

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal had actually gotten one or two patients over the last week - it seemed that for some NPC people, even those accustomed to Fandom, living without an actual sky was a bit unnerving.

Well, at least the problems here were much more interesting than standard high-society neuroses.

After this morning's patient had left, he stayed in the office, working on paperwork. Trying to figure out if there were a world in which he was required to hold a license and/or file taxes was proving to be more of a challenge than he would have thought.



[OOC: Open post! The doctor is in!]