Community Center Class: Modern Earth Entertainment, Monday

[what_the_shock]

"Right." Miguel crossed his arms. "So you may have noticed a lot of this week is about shopping. Spending money and buying things. These days you can do a lot of it online, thank god, but in the past a lot of people went to these things called shopping malls - basically mini-cities with a lot of different stores in one place. They were overcrowded and noisy and terrible, and there are tons of reasons not to go to one. This movie's another one. So sit back, have some food - there's plenty of chocolate today, thanks, island - and enjoy the fact you don't have to."

Trooper Station; Monday [12/02].

[died8yearsago]

A lot of times, Rosa liked to bring her dog with her to the station because it was good for Anna Pavlova to get out of the apartment for a bit, she liked the company, and she might even go so far as to think (but not say) that she actually kind of loved that dumb dog.

But she lived on this stupid island, which meant there were times when it was an absolute necessity to bring Anna with her to the station. Because tehre was no way she was leaving that dog alone in an apartment where there seemed to be chocolate behind every door, especially when that dog seemed set on exploring and opening doors today.

The training was getting a full work-out today, too, as, naturally, for some reason, all the locks on the the troopers' lockers were busted, thus giving the dog (and anyone, for that matter) easy access to the chocolate that was no doubt lurking behind the doors. The air was ripe with the tension of the ongoing battle between the effectiveness of Rosa's stern Russian commands and the wibbliness of Anna Pavlova's big soulful pleading eyes.

"Trust me," said Rosa, who was now compensating for the denial by having sent Ralph out to pick up a bag of jerky and was now luring the dog away from the lockers with it. "It's not worth it."

And, to make thing fair, she was putting a ban on anyone eating the chocolate. Even though she honestly wasn't sure anymore if the troopers even ever ate.


[[ and it's open! ]]

Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Monday [12/02].

[special_rabbit]

Amaya needed to go make herself some more coffee, because her first cup was ceremoniously thrown into the face of something she thought was an intruder when she opened the door to head down the stairs to get started in the shop for the day.

It was not an intruder, she soon discovered, after throwing her coffee in its face and then punching it straight in the gut, which sent it tumbling down the stairs and gave her a nice surge of pride over her ability to handle anything that might try intruding on her, and she rushed down the stairs, where she could grab a weapon from the weapons wall to add to it if the intruder decided to try any more funny business, only to discover that the intruder was...

...made of chocolate.

It seemed there'd been a person-sized chocolate Santa just setting right behind her door that morning.

"Zards!" she grunted, kicking the giant piece of chocolate, just for good measure. "I hate December! Bah humbug indeed."

And once she had her second cup of coffee and got the forge started so she could get to work, Amaya realized that a toasty warm blacksmith's shop was the last place to have a person-sized chocolate Santa that was wont to melt. So, if anyone was wondering about the melty lump of chocolate sitting outside the shop that day, no, Amaya was not decorating for the holidays and no, she did not want to talk about it, and she was trying not to think about the fact that it was only December Second.

The Forge is open!

Atlas Gym, Monday (12/2)

[notallbluemonks]

Oh, right. It was that time of the year when minor weird shit happened on a daily basis around here, wasn't it?

Beau had found a fairly sizable chocolate bunny in the closet this morning when she'd gone to get dressed, which was an early clue. Then that trend had continued all the way through her leaving the apartment and stopping at J,GoB for breakfast, so by the time she got to work and had a couple of people flipping out at her because there had been chocolate in their lockers she was at least -- resigned to, if not prepared for, that sort of reaction.

"It's not a weird-ass promotional gimmick, okay? Leave me alone," she grumbled. "The whole damn island's doing this, so just get used to it for the rest of the month."

She'd been collecting chocolate throwing stars all morning, much to her amusement, so she was pretty much fine with today's weirdness. Also nibbling on one right in front of one of the complaining patrons, just to be obnoxious.

[OOC: Gym/post open, please expect SP as work slowly extracts my soul today.]