Needful Things; Tuesday [11/14].

[somethingwithturquoise]

As usual, there was at least one box of random crap for Summer to possibly pilfer through at work today when she got particularly bored of sweeping and dusting, something she had mixed feelings about because sometimes there were really interesting things in those boxes, but most of the time is was just weird junk that made her think that people from old times had just really weird ideas of what was cool.

Case in point, it seemed the box on the counter today had your usual old vases and pottery and things, plus a few figurines. "Ugh," was Summer's immediate reaction at pulling out the dog one. And then came the rabbit, which prompted a "ew" out of her. And then came the cat, which inspired a very distinctive "God, no!" and she shoved them right back in the box.

It wasn't so much that they were animal-human hybrids. She'd seen plenty of weirder aliens in her life than just that, but there was just something about those old figurines that were just...wrong. That poor cat's face was going to give her nightmares. She took the box to a shadowy corner of the store and shoved the figurines deep into the recesses of a dark shelf, but she knew they'd still be watching.

Needful Things is open!

Fantasy Costco | Tuesday

[taakosgoodhere]

A giant shipment of gwent cards came to the store yesterday and Taako had no idea what to do with them. After putting up several displays he eventually decided to break open a couple boxes. A card tower and collage later, Taako was now gluing all the Yennefer cards together to make a nice skirt for himself.

He could be creative when he felt like it.

Welcome to Fantasy Costco
Item of the day
Helm of Encouragement
A somewhat sentient helm which offers useless but kindhearted comments every now and then

[Yeah I've been playing a lot of Witcher 3 what of it. OCD-free]

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

There had been a gremlin in the bar in the early part of Kitty's shift. Seeing as how she didn't have to be solid, they never worried her much, but Tino hadn't fared so well.

So if you wanted to see Tino onstage doing mime after a gremlin bite, tonight was the night for it.

[Open, no OCD!]

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

[tigerundercover]

As the air got colder and the nights got longer, Raven was finding herself getting moodier and moodier. Not from any sort of seasonal affective thing, just because it was getting close to the anniversary of when she met Misfit, and all the reminders of winter in the mountains had her feeling -- well. A lot.

The stereo was either being exceptionally tone deaf, or else was trying to cheer her up, as it kept playing upbeat, happy pop music with motivational messages.

"I have literally never felt like a plastic bag," Raven told it. "And I could literally become a plastic bag if I wanted to."

She managed to tune it out most of the morning, making half-hearted attempts to google the Misfit of other worlds using the little she knew about their life pre-ex-apocalypse, and occasionally just going on sad benders of looking at winter woods photos.

Then the stereo changed tactics.

"This," she said to it. "This is exactly why I'd rather spend all my time in the woods."

[open!]