Caritas, Thursday

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara was back behind the bar tonight, having admitted a certain amount of defeat in trying to figure out class material by reading up on it.

Tino was intermittently behind the bar, occasionally going into the back room to retrieve one of the large cardboard boxes stock arrived in, and then starting work on it with craft supplies. That Cara had brought in.

Don't ask, just don't ask.

[Open, no ocd.]

Community Center Class: Flavors, Food Choices, and Menu Planning

[sharp_as_knives]

"Today," Hannibal told the students when they'd arrived, "we'll be going over ( sweet foods )

Stark Industries, Friday

[era_two_triangle]

Peridot squinted at the device that was sitting on her corner of the workbench when she came in to Stark Industries for her shift that morning. She poked at it with a screwdriver a few times. Paced back and forth in front of it. Leaned in to get a better look. Leaned back again.

"JARVIS, didn't I-"

"Destroy that? Thoroughly, yes."

"But how-"

"Miss Jalian took it upon herself to effect repairs."

Peridot considered that fact for a moment, and then shrugged and experimentally flipped the communications device back on.

Immediately, it began to wail again.

An hour later the whole thing was laid out in its component parts across the workbench, and Peridot was stomping on the speaker unit on the floor with extreme prejudice.

"You know, I coul-"

"Quiet, JARVIS."

[OOC: Another day, another excuse to be lazy and not post OCD. Open, usual employment SP caveat applies.]

Pinkie Pie's Party Palace, Friday

[locointhecoco]

It was grand opening party time, and Pinkie was about as excited as she'd ever been about anything in her entire life.

That was a lot of excited.

The Pinkie statue outside the store was wearing a three tiered party hat. The pinata facade was wearing an even more tiered party hat that if it was created by anyone other than Pinkie probably would have been a safety hazard. The store was lit up with flashing disco party lights, and hip party music was blasting through strategically placed speakers all around the store. There were party games scattered through out the store, like bobbing for apples (and other more interesting things), pin the tail on the pony, I Never, and Cards Against Humanity. There was a designated glitter corner for those who liked glitter in their parties, and a giant cartoon-logic powered glitter vacuum just outside the glitter corner to ensure that none escaped and ruined the fun times of those who didn't. There was a table up front covered in moddable party treats, like apple cupcakes and croissants and a chocolate fountain. There were sodas and coffees and beer and wine available for sampling, and a whole dining room in the back in case anyone had a hankering for a dinner party. An enormous banner covered the front of the store to advertise the hootenany, with enough balloons to make it seem like the place might take off at any moment, and after dark, a couple of swaying spotlights lit up the sky with Pinkie's silhouette.

Oh, and absolutely everything in the store was 70% off.

When Pinkie had a party, she had a party.

[IT'S PARTY TIME! Open!]

Groovy Tunes, Friday

[rebelseekspizza]

Okay, Dante wasn't sure why all the stereo wanted to do today was play glitzy indie rock. At least not until one of the blue guys crawled up and waved the CD case around; it had a sticker reading something about 'Fandom's Own' or whatever.

"Since when are you guys patriots?" he asked, eyeing them warily.

The blue guy just scowled at him, then vanished under the counter.

"Okay, whatever," Dante said, put his feet up on the counter, and tipped back for a nap.

[[ this was here the entire time, i swear. open. ]]