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The Perk- Wednesday morning

2026-06-10T12:46:39Z

Posted by: thatwaslucky

There were several reasons why Rey wasn't surprised she'd been dreaming about Leia. Between her work as a Jedi, her relationship, and her next steps in general, she had a lot of things weighing on her, so of course she'd want to talk to the only mother figure she'd ever had. Rey hadn't been trying to call for her, but maybe this was a sign that she should.

She'd usually be in the warehouse by now, but she wasn't really feeling it today. What she was feeling was a need for caffeine, since she'd woken up after said dream in the extremely early morning and hadn't been able to get back to sleep. Between the Force and Magic, she was healed up, but sometimes you just didn't wanna and didn't have to.

She'd gotten a coffee and a table by the window, looking out like she was people-watching, while not really paying attention outside at all.

[Open!]

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The Woods, All Day Wednesday

2026-06-10T06:31:15Z

Posted by: weirderthanthou

The light had grown overnight. The stone hummed with it, sang with it, calling out to the dreams of those on Fandom and beyond.

Dream them.

And it waited.

[[ come touch the stone, dreamers! nfb. ]]

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Infinite Consortium, Tuesday

2026-06-10T00:18:04Z

Posted by: sairis

It was a bit hot today again, but Sairis was used to working through that, so he saw no reason not to. (Okay, the cooling charm helped.) Today he'd decided was a sweeping day, so the shelves were getting pushed aside as he swept the floors manually.

He probably could have used magic for that, too, but there was nothing wrong with a bit of manual labor. He'd save his magic for if anybody wanted one of the charms he was once again advertising in the window.

Or if the chair attacked. He was keeping an eye on it.

The store was open!

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Caritas- Tuesday

2026-06-09T23:40:41Z

Posted by: throughaphase

Kitty, unaware of any special rocks- which was for the best considering between a dead parent, all her best friends dying and coming back, and doing the same herself, she had a weird relationship with death- was having a normal one at the bar.

Meaning Tino was doing "karaoke" with the band, which was really just him doing extended air guitar riffs on jam band songs.

Yeah. Yeeeeeah.

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Chilly Boulder, Tuesday Evening

2026-06-09T06:48:32Z

Posted by: rebelseekspizza

He'd been dozing off. Just a very late afternoon nap.

The annoying thing about being the offspring of an angel and a demon was that you were kinda tapped into things against your will. And so sometimes the tiniest sliver of some weird ethereal energy showing up at your old high school would just-- worm its way into your head. And if you knew what it was about, well--

There you were. Napless, with your hands shoved into the pockets of your long red leather coat, ordering a strawberry sundae at Chilly Boulder like you hadn't been avoiding this place for years.

"With extra strawberries?" Dante tried.

The lady behind the counter eyed him. "We remember you," she said. "You'll order seconds."

He sighed. "Fine, if you're gonna be like that," he said. "Fuck capitalism."

[[ open ]]

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Deep in the Woods, Tuesday Morning

2026-06-09T06:29:24Z

Posted by: weirderthanthou

In the woods stood a rock. An unassuming rock, about half an average man's height, grey and covered in moss and life--

Until the sun sank down below the horizon on Monday night, and the clock struck midnight. The vegetation crumbled away. Snails hurried into the grass beyond. Little veins of light spidered across its surface.

And it began to sing.

If you dream them, they will come.

Still a whisper. It would be louder, later. But that whisper called across the island, across space, and touched upon the dreamers.

If you dream them, they will come...

[[ dreamers, your applications have been accepted! come touch the stone, if you are affected. NFB. ]]

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Stark Industries [Friday Afternoon]

2026-06-05T13:00:02Z

Posted by: regulationslacker

So, it had been...a while since Mariner had remembered to show up for her shift, but give her a break, it was a lot easier to keep track of time on a starship than a planet, and dabbling in capitalism was less of a motivator. Go fig.

Apparently the Starbucks gremlin had really missed her though. It enthusiastically threw itself at her and made a number of very cheerful gremlin noises at her as it walked with her to the workshop.

Where Mariner discovered that the coffee cup she'd forgot to rinse after her last shift had apparently been thriving in her absence. The gremlin waved at the coffee mass, grinned toothily, and slammed the door behind her.

"Oh, crap."

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Trooper Station, Friday

2026-06-05T05:47:55Z

Posted by: pocketpretzels

The station cat was up to mischief today, hopping up on to the Trooper's desks and knocking random things to the floor with her paws.

The Troopers weren't thrilled about it, shockingly. Watts, on the other hand, was privately amused. While she'd wandered in to his office at some point to demand pets, his desk had avoided getting the same treatment. So far.

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Infinite Consortium, Tuesday

2026-06-03T00:10:57Z

Posted by: sairis

Sairis still wasn't sure about this "shenanigans" thing, but at least he got clothes out of it. He got nothing out of Monday's class (except for the experience of eating fried bugs).

So today he was wearing last week's shirt, even if it did look a bit odd with his medieval-style trousers and boots. It was clothing; you didn't sneer at free clothing.

His standard "charms available" sign was in the window, the artifacts were getting dusted, and the chair was getting side-eyed.

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Needful Things, Tuesday

2026-06-02T15:45:13Z

Posted by: knightinshinarmor

Remy wasn't like. An official employee or anything. There'd been no paperwork, and even if he had been official, he'd probably have been fired for no-call/no-show months ago.

None of this was stopping him from showing up at the shop on Tuesday morning and getting set up to work there for the day.

Look. He'd always been breaking in here anyway. And, well, if the place was no longer run by Harley and now had someone who intended to run a real business in charge . . . well, they should get used to how this island tended to run. Which included strange men breaking into your place of business to run the till for the day.

So there.

Anyway. Needful Things was open. With a sale on antique knives. Because why not?

[yeah, open!]

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The Devil's Nest, Monday Night

2026-06-01T16:57:29Z

Posted by: texted3times

Eric was running behind tonight due to the time it took the sun to go down in June, but he owned the place and so it didn't really matter.

It was only when he came in that he remembered this meant Tiny was left unsupervised for longer and longer periods of time.

"No one wants you to be brewing your own gin," Eric told him.

Tiny rumbled a response.

"And no one wants a joint venture with the raccoon brewpub, either."

More rumbling.

"I don't care that their papers are updated."

The Devil's Nest was open! Skip the gin.

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Trooper Station, Monday, June 1, 2026

2026-06-01T16:35:07Z

Posted by: grenadesandohana

Steve was back in the Trooper Station with a lot of energy on a Monday, which meant the Troopers were out for a run.

The Troopers hated when Steve had a lot of energy.

"When you're all back, make sure you've taken the updated cybersecurity training," Steve said.

...the Troopers hated mandatory training more than they hated running, and that's why they were voluntarily doing another lap around the island while Steve caught up on emails.

The Trooper Station was open. Please have a crime.

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Pick Your Poison, Monday

2026-06-01T04:40:38Z

Posted by: joan_of_bark

The plants needed a check-up. That was the only reason Pam was here, really.

Well. That, and a moment outside of Gotham. There'd been stories about some monster crashing around Marshview, somehere - she hadn't been able to find it yet. But rumors did not come from nowhere, and humans did often see the shadows of things they didn't understand - even if they didn't know what cast those shadows.

So it was a pensive Pam who opened up Pick Your Poison that morning, going through each shelving unit to check on the plants next to the products.

[[ open ]]

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Fandom Museum, Sunday May 31

2026-05-31T17:56:50Z

Posted by: apologizeswithpie

Gregorith was somewhat lost in thought this morning. He'd gone home for a few days, and while there he'd inspected the warehouse they'd set up on Level 9 for a certain billionaire, and he'd gotten lost. The warehouse was massive, and the rows upon rows of storage shelves all looked alike.

And then Sharkie had told him about the internet memes and creepy pastas about that, so now, while he was also keeping an eye out for museum patrons, he was scrolling through photos of liminal spaces.

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Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

2026-05-29T14:23:16Z

Posted by: thatwaslucky

It was cleanup day at the warehouse. Cleaning up after the unsurprisingly chaotic woodchucks, clearing off the course because the weather controls could do some damage over time, things like that. There was actually something relaxing and mindless about it that was needed sometimes.

Though she was giving death glares at the woodchucks anytime she heard a noise. One day. Give her one clean day, guys.

[Open!]

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Luke's, Thursday

2026-05-28T16:07:35Z

Posted by: betterthanaplan

Duke came into the diner without fanfare, despite not having been there in months. His staff, after a moment of gasping and cheering, followed his lead, letting him fuss around the kitchen like this was a perfectly ordinary Thursday.

Duke had never felt more loved, outside his relationship with Octavia and Lucifer.

Today's Specials
Grilled cod with chunky avocado salsa

Luke's was open.

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The Magpie Emporium, Thursday (5/28)

2026-05-28T15:24:16Z

Posted by: drumsticksandd20s

Steph was leaning against the counter scowling at her phone, which was by no means a new or unusual occurrence, but the lack of furious thumb-typing was.

Not that she was about to admit to having reinstalled Angry Birds or anything. Shh.

[OOC: Not method at all. Nope. Open!]

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Fandom Island Museum, Thursday Daytime

2026-05-28T04:26:23Z

Posted by: hasaknightjob

The museum often got catalogues in the mail of things companies hoped for them to purchase. Sometimes the answer was yes - office supplies were always in need, for example. Others were more curiosity.

Such as the one Steven was flipping through today. It was about habitats for frogs and toads.

Steven had nothing against the idea personally. The museum already had fish and insects. Frogs weren't that far off.

But frogs did have a particular diet they were known for. And while Blathers might be thrilled to no longer have any insects around, that would render one of the wings of the museum completely useless.

Still, it made for an interesting read all the same. Some of the frogs were rather pretty looking, if one liked that sort of thing.

As always, Steven was interruptible for visitors, whether or not they were frogs.

[open]

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The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

2026-05-27T17:46:57Z

Posted by: okteiviakom

Duke had come home smelling like gravy, which was now Octavia's cue to try and remember to steer away from the park on Wednesdays, again.

The club, meanwhile, had a vaguely citrus-y scent about it. For some reason. And not like an artificial citrus-y smell, a proper one, like a fruit freshly cut in half.

Octavia was probably going to spend half her shift trying to locate where it was coming from. She had a concern there was some kind of cache of halved fruits somewhere, after all, and those weren't going to stay fresh forever.

[ooc: Open.]

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Caritas- Tuesday

2026-05-26T18:27:47Z

Posted by: throughaphase

Tino was sitting on the stage with the laptop Kitty still kind of figured he'd stolen. The zombie drummer seemed to be looking over his shoulder at whatever he was writing and would sometimes mean/grunt what could have been approval.

However if Kitty so much as moved behind the bar, Tino gave her a Look and turned the screen away.

"Why can he see and I can't?" she finally asked.

Unsurprisingly, she got no answer.

[Open!]

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Infinite Consortium, Tuesday

2026-05-26T15:28:37Z

Posted by: sairis

Sairis never had found his missing charms from last week, so he was making more this week. After dusting, of course; the job came first.

But once that dusting and straightening was done, he was sitting behind the counter winding string and bones together.

There was a sign in the window next to the sales: Charms available! Focus, quiet, fertility and infertility, heating and cooling! Others possible by arrangement.

Nobody was getting fireball without a lot of convincing.

The store was open!

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Various Beach Things and Memorial Day Beach Party- Monday- 2nd period on

2026-05-25T15:53:03Z

Posted by: throughaphase

While there were serious reasons for the holiday that should definitely be remembered today, it was also the unofficial start of summer. And when you had a beach-themed class on the unofficial start of summer, naturally you had to throw a beach party and extend the invitation to everyone and call it work.

Fliers had been posted around town, and Kitty had the beach all set up. The umbrellas and tents from last week were back up if people wanted shade, and there were beach towels available, though there was a limited number of those so hopefully some people brought their own. There were coolers full of sodas, water, and lemonade, because it was for class, but also someone (Tino) had set out one full of beers and hard seltzers, because it was a party. There was also a table full of moddable snacks and salads, and there was a grill out, because while class hadn't gotten to that yet in their second week, this was what you did and people were more than welcome to relieve Kitty of grill duty.

So come one, come all, we're ignoring the actual weather forecast and the weather just so happens to be perfect on this here beach!

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The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

2026-05-22T16:50:52Z

Posted by: my_own_advocate

"Have you been eating sandwiches at the piano?"

Lucifer ran his hands over the keys. No, those most certainly were pieces of bread, stuck between them. He gasped, offended. "Tiny," he said. "How dare you! We're in a club! It's full of tables and chairs and you eat at the piano?!"

He looked back up, eyes full of fire, and--

Tiny had disappeared, leaving just a little puff of smoke behind.

"Coward!" he yelled.

[[ open! ]]

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Trooper Station, Friday

2026-05-22T05:35:37Z

Posted by: pocketpretzels

A porg had gotten in to the station, somehow. Every single one of the Troopers had a different story as to how. Honestly Watts wasn't overly concerned with that. It was Fandom, things happened. Including the wildlife wandering indoors.

The problem was that every attempt to catch the porg and set it back outside had so far been met with failure, and that did not look to be changing any time soon.

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The Magpie Emporium, Thursday (5/21)

2026-05-21T17:30:25Z

Posted by: drumsticksandd20s

There was a large box of... packs of index cards on the floor behind the counter, and Steph was staring at it in utter perplexity.

"I'm pretty sure this isn't supposed to be our shipment," she said to Little Bot, who was rolling around the box and poking experimentally at it. "Unless there's a really weird new trend in CCGs that -- you know what, I don't want to know."

Little Bot gave her a sympathetic beep and plucked the invoice out of the box to give to her.

"Okay, looks like I have some calls to make," Steph said, sighing, and reached for the phone.

[OOC: Guess what I saw first when glancing around my desk for an inspiration. Just guess. Open!]

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