FANDOM EXPOSITION, The Park, All Day Saturday (8:00 - 23:00)

[fjordicswagger]

Where had the staff come from? Nobody knew. But sometime at six in the morning, a group of people arrived in the park and immediately spread out over the premises, constructing a bunch of nondescript stands at a rapid pace. They set out cheap soft drinks on the picnic tables, put up some large banners, cleaned the place up and scared off a few errant flamingoes.

By seven, they had once again dispersed.

FANDOM EXPOSITION, read the large banner at the entrance to the park. MARKET! SHOPPING! FUN! (fun not guaranteed)

[[ wait for the ocd up! | stalls | picnic area | rest of the park | ooc ]]

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Stalls!

[fjordicswagger]

The main attraction! Please wait for every stall holder to take place in their stall and set out their wares before you go poking around, though.

Beats by Jaylah

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Re: Beats by Jaylah

[itsa-sabotage.livejournal.com]

Anyone who watched the tall, rigidly postured alien standing at her stall while only her eyes followed the crowd might observe that she seemed, well, not wary of the number of people present, exactly, but certainly unused to such being around so much company.

Of course, anyone who watched her would also find her eventually watching them right back.

On her table was a selection of old music (old to her time, anyway). James Tee had introduced her to a library full of it, and Jaylah had greedily but reverently combed through and selected her favorites. In the end, she had created mixes, using songs that went well together to set a particular mood. Most of the time, that mood was 'righteous anger.' There was an especially large concentration of rap songs in the mixes.

She had stored some of the mixes on the old-fashioned discs Montgomery Scotty had called 'records,' and others on old fashioned 'flash drives.' The track lists, she had written herself in painstaking English Federation Standard, and though there were a handful of spelling errors here and there, it wasn't bad for someone who had taught herself the language from a crashed ship that had been left offline for decades.

So. Step right up and experience the joys of 'classical' music, one and all. Jaylah's customer service skills were less than perfect, but her music was good and that was what mattered, right?

Mike Lane Custom Designs

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Re: Mike Lane Custom Designs

[newroutines]

Mike's craft wasn't really something you could straight-up sell out of a stall, but he did have some nice chairs on display, and a couple of small end tables too. All made with love out of salvaged parts of various origins, obviously.

He figured his main selling point was going to be a binder full of mock-ups of the kind of stuff he could make. It was 'Mike Lane Custom Designs', after all.

And even if he got no orders in or no sales today, he still felt a shit-ton of a lot better standing here at his stall by his furniture than he had all week working shitty construction on the mainland. So his smile right now was pretty genuine.

Gourmet Bites

[fjordicswagger]

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Re: Gourmet Bites

[sharp_as_knives]

Well, this looked like fun. Hannibal loved a challenge, cooking for people, and people-watching.

Besides, every outdoor festival needed food, didn't it?

Hannibal was here to provide.

Taleggio flatbread
Grilled cheese and short rib sandwiches with pickled caramelized onions and arugula
Grilled brie and pear sandwiches
Devils on horseback
Gruyere and parmesan beignets
Sweet and savory orange cumin shortbread
Fried herbed almonds
Vanilla curry cotton candy
Lavender macarons with lavender-infused chocolate ganache

Honey rosemary lemonade
Italian sodas: almond, pomegranate, or basil-blueberry
And very good coffee.

Covent Garden Flowers

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Re: Covent Garden Flowers

[2_old_for_this]

Since there was an expo of some sort, Peter figured he ought to be a good business owner and neighbor and participate. Call it survival instinct.

So, he carted a bunch of plants and flowers from the shop out to a stall here and arranged them as best he could, and waited.

BAR

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Re: BAR

[funsometimes.livejournal.com]

So it turned out that whatever was in the church's attic lining, it was a bloody trip. Cassidy'd woken up in a strange park that morning, a helpful personalized guide to running a business at the Fandom Exposition taped to his face, and a stand not far away. Now, he couldn't actually remember signing up for such a thing - or being any sort of proprietor of anything - so it was a bit of a tricky pickle, was what it was.

But a short trip around later, he'd found himself-- well, stolen, really, but who was paying attention?-- a couple of bottles of wine and spirits and a whopping two crates full of beer, and this seemed like a sleepy sort of place, the kind where he wouldn't be getting a whole load of customers anyway. So he did a bit of decorating (http://orcz.com/images/thumb/5/5f/Fallout4TradingStand.jpg/400px-Fallout4TradingStand.jpg) - he wasn't an expert by any stretch of the imagination, but you made do, didn't you?

When he was done - which was to say, about ten minutes later - he sat himself down on that tiny uncomfortable chair behind the stand and set his bottles down bar one.

"Blue wine," he mused, pouring a large helping of it into a plastic cup. "Now that's interesting."

Come, get a drink off the Irish fella in the too-big hoody with the hood pulled over his head. Why not?

Hondo's Completely Legal and Above-Board Tradegoods (We also buy!)

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Re: Hondo's Completely Legal and Above-Board Tradegoods (We also buy!)

[hondo_yes]

This stand was a mess. But an exciting one! Filled with all the different kinds of knick knacks and goods that a recently down on his luck pirate completely legitimate business fellow with newly diversified interests might have acquired through various means that you couldn't prove weren't legal.

Behind the stall itself, perched atop what looked suspiciously like stacked munitions crates, sat a very dashing (if he might say so himself) Weequay, his feet up, mug of something that smelled strongly of caf, booze, or both depending on when exactly you stopped by, in hand.

The Post

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Re: The Post

[garterless.livejournal.com]

Now to tell you the truth, Stew had no idea how he'd ended up here (or where here was, but he had a hunch it might've had something to do with a coupla stiff drinks too many. Call it professional intuition.

Still, when he came across a stall marked as belonging to his beloved Post, stacked with fresh copies of the day's early edition, he figured that was where he ought to be. Even if he was a reporter and not a damn newsboy.

He got out his pipe, and lit a match off the sole of his shoe to light it. "Ladies and gentlemen, come get your news right here!"

Straight from 1931, people.

Picnic Area

[fjordicswagger]

Every picnic table comes covered in a nice sheet. The one in the middle has a bunch of cheap, knock-off soda for anyone who might be thirsty.

Come, sit, look at your purchases, bug other people...

Re: Picnic Area

[solarhippie]

... Well, this was unexpected, if not surprising. One minute, Karolina had been flying high above Los Angeles, the next minute she was here.

She found she really didn't mind, though. She'd been gone for way too long. And, ooh, there was a market! So, she went to get herself a soda. Time to see if she'd find anything interesting.

Re: Picnic Area

[pursuedthestars]

Jim was only making a very brief, very temporary stop on the island. He'd had some free time, decided to stop in and at least make sure everything was still standing.

Now, he was standing and staring because he hadn't really expected to see someone who looked so familiar. He blinked and wondered if maybe he was on something or if she was really there.

Re: Picnic Area

[endsthegame]

"This is interesting, isn't it?" Ender said to Val, smiling a little.

"I wanna," Valentine declared, waving her hand at the closest, most colorful stand she could see.

"In a little bit sweetheart," Ender said, and settled down at a table. "First, we have to have lunch."

Re: Picnic Area

[fjordicswagger]

Well, it was Tamsin's town and her town's exposition, so she probably had to be here, blah blah. She bought a drink off of the weird Irish guy and sat down at a picnic table, surveying the field.

Re: Picnic Area

[crimson_sister]

The lemonade was horrible. Lucille was sitting at a table contemplating whether she should finish it or not, and whether she should look for anything to buy. She looked as cheerful as you might expect.

Re: Picnic Area

[its-beef-tea.livejournal.com]

Horst wasn't really much for picnics, these days. Or, well, he supposed he could be, but picnics just didn't have the same feel to them after the sun went down, and he'd had enough experience with that very same sun during the day that he had come to the decision that a proper Saturday afternoon picnic was probably too detrimental to his continued existence for him to be bothered.

So the picnic, continuing on after dark as it was, was actually rather more novel than the small collection of stands thrown together to make some sort of impromptu market. Horst had seen plenty of markets in his time with the Cabal Brothers Carnival, but a picnic?

He smiled a little to himself, and then sat down at a table, quite content to people-watch for a little while before getting up to explore the displays. He was certain he was a little off course on his way to get... wherever he was going. Away from where he had been, at the very least. But if a supposed Lord of the Dead couldn't take his time to enjoy the sights in a place where he wasn't being shot at or hunted down by man-creatures of various shapes, who could?

Re: Picnic Area

[saddeserthermit]

Obi-Wan had planned to spend his day meditating in the woods again. Of course, that was before he'd picked up on a... particular presence... on the island.

He took a seat at the picnic area for a moment, apparently at peace.

Well, except for the way he was eyeing Hondo's stand, anyway.

Rest of the Park

[fjordicswagger]

It's a big park. If you want, you can ignore the exposition and go about your business. Feed some flamingoes. That sort of thing.

OOC

[fjordicswagger]

This post has made me uncomfortably aware that Tamsin doesn't have a whole lot of smiley icons.