Friday, September 11th, 2020

white_oleander: (somewhat defiant)
[personal profile] white_oleander
Astrrid had not entirely been aware that there had been a glitter problem with the Squishy machine that week, so when she came in to work after her classes, getting set up as usual with her sketchbook and her box of postcards behind the counter, she was maybe a little confused and pretty wary of why Apu seemed to grateful and celebratory every time he or someone else poured on out of the machine.

Then again, Astrid had learned well by now to just not really question most of what made that man tick. But it definitely was inspiring a new piece that involved him on his knees and crying tears of joy in benediction to the Squishy machine, like it were some sort of benevolent god granting him some mysterious grace.

This was why Astrid probably needed to get out more.

Today's Sqishy Flavors
Hot Cross Buns
Peanuts and Cracker Jack
Red

And no glitter!


Turtle & Canary is open!
firstofitskind: (paying attention)
[personal profile] firstofitskind
Know who hadn't been heard from in a while?

The Bee Lady.

Know who was calling today to let the Trooper Station know that the raccoons were trying to steal the honey from her bees' hives? Apparently, they were expanding their liquor assortment and were going to attempt making mead.

Well, at least this call involved actual criminal activity and not just complaints about the 'wee-fee' messing up her bees' sense of direction, so Liam dispatched Calvin to go investigate.
notarockharpist: (Portrait With Flowers (Orphanmaker))
[personal profile] notarockharpist
Yasha had run off for the past few days, off on one of the mysterious disappearances she was prone to (and that the Stormlord had actually allowed her to get off-island to make, for the first time in a little while), and come back this morning just in time to find herself something for breakfast before coming in to work.

After she got to the shop she discovered that it was, for the most part, a rather ordinary day -- the tea to brew and set up, some orders to sort out, a few phone calls to awkwardly stumble through until all she wanted to do was retreat back into the corner and work with the flowers because at least they wouldn't somehow manage to make her feel like they were staring at her from the other end of the phone line.

Nothing particularly out of the ordinary. Except for a new arrival, some kind of flowering vine plant with a light scent she found soothing enough that she kept the pot close at hand while she tinkered with wire and moss and various other flowers. It seemed to like her, and maybe she should have been slightly concerned about that, but ...

Well, it smelled nice, and every now and then it would reach out with its tendrils to sort of snake around her arm and almost ... hug her, which she didn't mind the way she would if it had been an actual person trying to do that. As long as it didn't try to trip her up while she was working, this was an arrangement -- ha -- she could live with.

[OOC: Not to say that Yasha hasn't had her run-ins with flowers she's actually had to make -- and fail -- wisdom saves against but ... this one's fine. Just a little bit of a shout-out to the new sleeve tattoo bb angel girl got this week UGH MY FEELINGS YET AGAIN. Shop/post open, likely SP, etc. etc. etc.]
thatwaslucky: (dude what)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey's day started easy enough, running through the course the opposite way than usual while being followed by drones, which was a totally normal thing to do. As it turned out, it was a very good thing that her reflexes/danger sense were good, and that she'd gotten pretty good at the jumps.

Because as soon as she finished the course and jumped down, she told the woodchucks, "We had a deal!"


[I think I just wanted to use this icon. Open!]
hatesparadise: (coffee time)
[personal profile] hatesparadise
Danny could spend some time trying to fix the changes Steve made to the apartment, but that way lay madness because it would go right back to how he had it and then it would just turn into a passive-aggressive fight. So he was just gonna take the L on this one and bide his time to get Steve to do something emotionally healthy in the future as repayment.

So, instead, he was at the coffee shop, wondering why pumpkin spice was a thing even as he had a pumpkin muffin.

He contained multitudes, after all.

[open!]
weirderthanthou: (jesse - focus)
[personal profile] weirderthanthou
So, did anyone know Town Hall had a basement? Because Tamsin hadn't.

But Jesse, who both didn't like the idea of there being a big space without knowing what was in there, and liked the idea of scrapping around in a big space without knowing what was in there, had found out. And she had disappeared down there for a week.

On Friday morning, she crawled back up through the hatch. Her hair was perfect. Her skin smelled faintly of oranges.

"Well," she said to her assistant, dusting the pollen off of her jacket, "That solves that mystery."

And that was that.

[[ open ]]
throughaphase: (bar)
[personal profile] throughaphase
There was a sign posted on the front door tonight.

CARITAS PRESENTS
THREE MINUTE DATES


There were drinks! There was a Tino behind the bar to serve and sign people up with or without their knowledge! Take advantage of these things! Definitely don't have a bad feeling over why there's a love potion in the HVAC system above the lounge area! (Because you don't know about it.)

And then juuuust before 8:00, the zombie drummer did a drumroll, at which point Kitty took the stage. "Hello, everyone! And welcome to Three Minute Dates! Some of you have been here before, so for those of you who are new, here's how this goes: there are five rounds. You get paired with random people and have to talk to them for five minutes. When you hear a bell-" Or whatever you modded. "-then it's on to the next date. If there's anyone you click with and want to see later, the bar will be open for drinks afterwars, so maybe buy someone one. Remember that physical violence will get you transported out of the bar. Oh, and hopefully you signed up for this because if you didn't... possibly surprise!"

And then... ding!


[Three minutes = ten comments total, five per person. Feel free to go a little over but don't get carried away. You have other dates to get to! A regular bar post will go up later, and you can absolutely finish things up on Sunday!

An asterisk* next to a name denotes that that person definitely got hit with love potion in that specific round. You can also mod it whenever you'd like during the dates. This does not apply to the bar.

OCD coming! I SEE YOU BRIDGEY IS UP. GO FORTH AND DATE.

If I made a blatant mistake, like doubling people up or you dating yourself when you did not tell me you could date yourself, grab me via email or in the OOC thread and I will adjust!]

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