Furnado Animal Shelter; Monday [09/19].

[kawaii_complex]

Unbeknownst to Sakaki, people weren't the only ones talking like a pirate that day, which meant she was in for quite the surprise to come into the shelter that morning with Maya and discover that all the other cats were not only very vocal in their meowing today, but also doing it while dressed up in little pirate hats and a few eyepatches, having commandeered a few pirate-themed playsets for themselves.

Thankfully, thanks to Maya's vigilant presence and protection, she was saved from the inevitably very violent uprising when the cats thought of trying to mutiny on the counterspace, but he kept them bravely at bay, and she could just enjoy the pirate antics for the adorable adventure that they were.

Well, until they tried to actually sail in the fish tanks, anyway.

Furnado is open!

Turtle & Canary; Monday [09/19].

[somethingwithturquoise]

It didn't take Summer long after Apu greeted with with an "Aaaarrr" while squinting like something was wrong with his eye and crooking one of his fingers like a hook to know what was going on, and him calling her a 'bonny lass' that needed to remember to order more toilet paper for the personal hygiene aisle or else he'll make her walk the plank definitely confirmed it.

"Oh, no," she groaned, "not this shit again."

And he refused to leave her alone, Talking Like A Pirate the whole time until she finally caved and made 'demands' as 'first mate' of this 'ship' and ordered him to go swab the 'poop deck' and called him a 'scallywag', and, quite frankly, she felt dirty and like a cheap hack for giving in, but sometimes you just did what you had to do to get some peace and quiet so you could get some actual work done...

Welcome to Turtle & Canary

Don't Forget to Prep for Parents' Weekend!

10% Off All Booze!
20% Off On Rum!

Today's Squishy Flavors
Butterscotch Pudding
Sea Salt
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

The Photo Hut; Monday [09/19].

[hashtag_chocobro]

So. Prompto had managed to make it to Monday.

Maybe it was kind of silly, especially since it wasn't always true, but there was something about making it to Monday that really made him feel like he was in the clear. That this wasn't a fluke, or some weird Fandom thing, that he actually was back. It wasn't just some elaborate dream or a figment of his imagination or anything like that. He'd been out and talked to people, he'd done a whole weekend's worth of stuff, and he was still here on Monday, this might actually have some staying power. Especially since...

He'd tried Gladio and Ignis on their phones again, a few times, still to the same result: nothing. He'd even finally bit the bullet to pull up the portaloicty app, just to see what was available, and, sure enough, nothing was available. Not only did it appear that he was really back, but it looked as though he was just as stuck here as he had been stuck in Eos these past ten years.

Which, really, true to what everyone said, if you were going to be stuck somewhere, this was actually a great place to be stuck. And the fact that barely any time had passed while he was gone was just...astonishingly lucky, especially with Liz and the baby, and just thinking about all the things he might have missed if Fandom wasn't so uniquely fucked up...

He just kind of wished he could know. What had happened. After he left. Not knowing was kind of killing him a little bit, but he supposed it was only fair. At least now he really knew what it felt like for Liz...

And with Liz out running some errands, Prompto found himself restless with all of it again, and that had him going downstairs to the Photo Hut. Not necessarily to work (although, really, if he was sticking around, he could pick up his old Monday shifts easily enough, why not get started now?), but just to sort of...remember, what it was like. To sort of marvel over the fact that he'd actually set up some of these displays and stocked some of these shelves and they were still the way he left them. He sort of did a little tour, trying to pick out what had changed, and, eventually, he found himself just sitting on the counter, legs dangling over the side with his hands between his knees, shoulders sunk in, as he just....sat. And thought about time. And how, as the sun started to come in through the windows, they should make sure to invest in some really good shades, but he also hopes that this whole light sensitivity thing would go away with time, he just needed to get used to the whole sun being a thing thing again...

The Photo Hut is open(-ish)!

Diaz & Ass.; Monday [09/19].

[died8yearsago]

Rosa had spent a good portion of her weekend out on the field with a few leads on that new case with for the hypnotist, so today, she was back in the office to try and compile what she'd gathered and search for anything to connect in a way to lead her to her next step.

At least, that was how it started, until she got to remembering that she had a class tomorrow and she hadn't really done a whole lot of prep work for that, but, well, the nice thing about doing a media class was that every lesson was a movie day, technically speaking.

But these weren't any movies. She could hardly besmirch the good name of Nancy Meyers by phoning it in on a lesson plan! So with a few things set aside to follow up on later in the week, she turned her attention toward ensuring that whatever lesson she imparted to the students this week, it did the woman of the hour proper justice.

Diaz & Ass. is open!

Monday: Covent Garden Flowers

[mylandmyrules]

Nell was back at work after a nine year absence that left her having to take a few minutes to relearn how to use the cash register and where everything was kept.

Oddly, when she checked on the plants she'd left behind she had a sense that they knew she'd been gone far longer than a week, responding maybe to changes in her energy and communicating among themselves and to the other plants there until there was quite an air of celebration in the shop. Every plant she touched perked up and seemed to greet her as a long lost friend till she couldn't help but smile.

It was a good day at Covent Garden and the flower shop was open for all visitors.

Fandom Museum- Monday

[anomaly_research_nerd]

 Connor made his way into the Museum that morning and got to work fairly quickly.  He had been inspired by his talk with Michael the other day and an idea had been planted in his head and it wasn't about to go anywhere, so Connor was running with it.

Once the museum was open, he settled down behind the front desk and got to work tinkering at his current project. Rex soon settled down on his favorite ledge high above the Lobby and watched, giving an encouraging call or trilling chirp as he did.


Museum is open!

The Dreamlands to the causeway, Monday morning

[two_idiots_one_body]

The King in Yellow had brought them here, his dancers had cut them, he'd promised and cajoled and threatened Arthur to get him to separate from John, but they were still together and stood tall against him.

( Cut for blood, gore, and attempted suicide )

On the causeway, a man skeletal and malnourished, in clothes so ragged they couldn't be identified, leg broken, with his left hand clutching at a bleeding neck wound, appeared and collapsed.


[Expecting help, but feel free to show up before then! All dialogue in the Dreamlands from Malevolent.]

Pizza Planet, Monday

[carbsliftthespirit]

Raiden might be new to Fandom, but he was an old hand at making it work in the kitchen, so when he opened the walk-in and found a bunch of stuff that didn't belong in a pizza joint's kitchen, he fired off a text to his distributor that it looked like he'd gotten someone else's order and set about figuring out what to do with...well. That. In a few minutes, he had an idea that just might work.

Specials
Arugula & Mushroom Breakfast Pizza
Bacon & Egg Breakfast Pasta
Scrapple Breakfast Pizza

Pizza Planet was open!

Trooper Station, Monday, September 19, 2022

[grenadesandohana]

After a delightful new weekend tradition of buying weird pizza on Friday and listening to Danny rant, Steve was in an excellent mood arriving to the station today.

That ended about ten pirate jokes into the day. "I'm not answering the phone any more," he told the Troopers.

"Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrn't you having any fun, Commander?" one asked.

The rest sniggered.

Steve was going to have them all keelhauled.

Avast! The Trooper Station was open. Just don't get the Troopers started on sea shanties.

The Devil's Nest, Monday, September 19, 2022

[texted3times]

Eric should've been prepared for something weird today, but he'd forgotten about that fake pirate holiday until he walked into the bar from the back room and saw Tiny in pirate garb.

Well, at least the rum special made sense?

Not the "and also olives" bit tacked on but that was just Tiny being aggressively strange tonight. He hoped. He could not deal with another Olive de Milo.

The Devil's Nest was open!

The Magic Box, Monday

[existencemisspent]

There were, if possible, even more pumpkins and gourds at the magic shop.

"It's not even October," Eliot noted.

The pumpkins didn't much seem to care.

[idk. Open!]

The Magpie Emporium, Monday [19/9]

[giveittoyoursister]

The day had started out mostly normal, but once Vi had started work, she noticed that the growing menagerie of plushes had been joined by a number of rats with eye-patches, which Saffron was having a great time batting around the floor.

Then, when Vi went to tidy up all the RPG books, they'd all been replaced.

And Little Bot was wearing his pirate costume, but he did that all the time anyway.

[Open!]