Late Tuesday night, all over Fandom

[notqnoreally.livejournal.com]

Perhaps the latest planetary stop just happened to be near a natural portal connection to a pony-filled land. Perhaps Discord decided to explore too far past the realm of sock puppets. Or perhaps it was simply one of those Fandom flukes. Whatever it was, the wind on the island changed direction late Tuesday night, after everyone had gone to bed (or gone to do the things they do when others go to bed), and a little bit of malevolent chaos drifted into town with it. Discord floated like a breezie, so small as to be all but insubstantial, drifting between the sleepy buildings and marvelling in a voice as tiny and overlookable as he was at everything he saw:

( And, being from that sort of fandom, he burst into song )

He landed on a branch in the park and disappeared in a little puff, leaving behind an eerie chuckle and the unshakable feeling that something was watching.

[and thus begins our summer BDE! Discord's entrance and song is unnoticable and thus NFB and NFI, though anyone who might be awake and/or aware of such things are more than welcome to have a Bad Feeling About This.]

Luke's, Wednesday

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Usually Kenzi loved it when the Island decided to make her a pony. She still kind of did, but today there had been clouds stalking her on the way to work, she'd swear it. Enough so she barely got to fly. So she was in a bit of a huff now.

Plus, some of the kitchen staff were claiming that not having thumbs was going to interfere with doing their jobs. Kenzi was having none of it.

"Team work! Togetherness! And... I don't know, figure something out with the mixer."

SPECIALS
Whole wheat oatmeal with honey
Apple turnovers
Mexi-mocha chocolate shakes

Luke's was open.

Book Haven, Wednesday, 07/13

[not_a_moonie]

Alana was at work today. That wasn't unusual.

What was unusual was that she was there as a freaking pony. Which was sort of nice in some ways -- the functional wings made reshelving high things easier -- and completely annoying in, oh, every single other way.

She sighed as she trotted back to the front counter, morning shelcing and cleaning duties done.

"I cannot wait until I'm off this freaking island."

[OOC: Open shop/post.]

Caritas - Wednesday Evening

[sarcasm-duh.livejournal.com]

It was Archer's first day on the job and unfortunately with him he was dealing with a pony version of Tino and was utterly clueless about the zombie band.

"Those are the worst looking strippers I've ever seen."

And while Archer was still human and the island has been in freaking space, he still wasn't caught up on the complete weirdness of the island.

"Seriously! What's with all the horses in here? That's got to be a health code violation."

He'll catch on eventually.

Groovy Tunes, Wednesday

[crimson_sister]

Lucille might be a dragon, but that didn't stop her from opening the shop. Well, it almost did, since actually opening it proved to be difficult, but eventually she succeeded.

Sadly, all the music that could be played today was cheerful. And about friendship. Lucille sulked, and adding to this playing the keyboards proved very difficult. She resorted to playing a harp, which at least was possible with her claws.

[Open and OCD free shop.]