Groovy Tunes; Tuesday [07/06].

[x_discospider_x]

To be honest, Troy was feeling pretty bummed that Tuesday, and was discovering that no amount supposedly groovy tunes could fix it. He still wasn't sure where he landed on being either disappointed or excited that his sheep farming class was actually about sheep farming, there was this whole thing with holes going on right now, and he was pretty used to Alexis being flaky and not being around a lot because that was just what she did, but usually Astrid was better about responding to his texts, even if they were usually pretty brief and to the point, and this was definitely one of those days where he really missed Eleanor, and maybe he should get something with shrimp for lunch, to sort of honor her memory.

(Or out of a weird feeling that maybe, if he had shrimp, it would, like, summon her, and then, voila! No more bummed out mood!)

But he just sort of ordered pizza instead, because pizza was always good, but he regretted this choice almost instantly (almost instantly; there was definitely a moment where Troy was all "Oh, cool! Pizza delivery by hole!" before it struck him that "Oh, no! Pizza delivery by hole!!!"). Because, yeah, that was definitely a hole, and no amount of hopping over the counter and rushing toward the door was going to help him when that hole was getting big enough to suck in the whole store!

He knew he should have gotten shrimp!


[[ And another Establishy-unless-you-want-to-marvel-at-the-Groovy-Tunes-shaped-hole in the landscape post for all your hole-related enjoyment! ]]

Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Tuesday [07/06].

[special_rabbit]

Without Seivarden around to make sure that Amaya took occasional tea breaks (or any breaks at all, really), she'd had her nose to grindstone (almost literally!) on that new project she'd been excited about, wrapped up in a nice comfortable fog of progress and fire and sweat and hard work until she finally came out on the other side with a brilliant success.

After swiping the back of her hand against her forehead in a futile attempt to wipe away all the sweat from her hard word, Amaya lifted up what looked like a very sleek and stylish, but otherwise unassuming cane made of a steel. But, with one sharp movement of her arm, the cane burst into a glorious separation of blades. She gave the cane a firm knock on the ground; the blades obediently tucked back together. Lifted it and gave it a shake again, and they folded out beautifully once again.

It had worked out exactly how she pictured it would and it was a thing of pure beauty! She had been stuck in quite the fog while making it, she had to admit; she wasn't entirely even sure what day it was until she took a moment, checked her phone, saw that it was Tuesday, and then let out a satisfied sort of sigh. Not a bad way to spend a long weekend! Not a bad way to spend it at all!

In fact, the exhaustion from all her hard work was creeping up on her, and her stomach let out a little gurgle as if to remind her that it had probably been a while since she'd eaten anything, and she didn't really feel like whipping something up, and she knew all the places around town that had the best meats-on-sticks on hand, so why not indulge herself a little by ordering some up to be delivered, she could refuel, and then go see what she might have been missing about town while she was caccooned in her little blacksmithing bubble?

...we all knew where this was going, so let us not spare any more words in describing it, and just let Amaya's wide-eyed, full-of-regret "Oh, zards!" before she and her entire shop got sucked up into a hole do all the heavy lifting for us.

[[ aaaaand another one bites the dust! ]]

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

There was a two and a half-year-old at the bar tonight, because Clint was missing since last night and it was hard to find a babysitter when people and businesses kept disappearing. At least this was giving Kitty something to do besides worry.

Things like begging Lexi to sit in her chair and watch the cartoons that were on in the back room and stop wandering around, also please don't touch Tino, you don't know where he's been.

So yeah, she was worrying and also doing that.


[Open!]

Magic Box | Tuesday

[scarlet_chaos]

Wanda knew something was going on in this town, but damned if she knew what she could do about it right now. It would be helpful if she could actually see one of these holes but they seem to disappear as fast as they came. She didn't trust herself to use her magic blindly in this situation.

So all she could do was go to work like usual and just keep an eye out for anything weird. Which was very annoying and frustrating.

[Open]

Around Town, Tuesday morning

[grenadesandohana]

Steve was rapidly discovering that he'd relied extensively on Danny to do the detecting part of police work and he was...not immediately amazing at it without him.

Steve hated not being immediately excellent at anything.

He was out on his morning run, trying to remember which buildings were missing as he jogged along and wondering how the holes that were big enough to swallow the entire bowling alley were just...nowhere to be seen.

In his head he could hear Danny ranting about the island and its ridiculousness, which would have been more amusing if the island hadn't taken Danny.

[OOC: Open!]

Wellspring Arms | Tuesday

[flourish_or_perish]

Yeah, Faye was still pretty drunk for her shift at the weapon store. What of it?

She posted up behind the counter with her gun and her flask within easy reach, and actually kept her eye on the door, for once. She hadn't brought a distraction -- no phone, no magazine, no schemes she was working on.

Granted, it wasn't a lot better that she was prepared to shoot a hole, apparently, but she didn't really have a ton of other plans up her (nonexistent) sleeve.

[open!]