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Oh, God. Jonothon had certainly gone and stepped into it up to his knees this time, hadn't he? Between the time he'd spent playing music in the common room last week and then his conversation with Rinoa outside of that club the day after, it seemed as though he was stuck somewhere in event planning limbo for an early November concert that he hadn't even spoken to his birthday-present-vocalist about, yet.

And so he did what any sane individual would do when faced with something big and slightly horrifying and a serious lack of, say, fellow band members with which to pull it off.

He panicked and stuck a sign in the window.

Play An Instrument?
Bring it in.
Play it.
Leave with a CD of your choice for free.

He'd bribe people into sneaky, unofficial auditions, naturally.

[Open and, as always, free of that pesky OCD thing!]

furnaceface

Jonothon had done it again. He'd gotten up and out of bed, and he'd made his way into town (with his guitar, yes), and to the Groovy Tunes, where, with the exception of about an hour during the day that he was going to take off for class instead of the lunch break that he never needed, he would be around.

All day. Probably well past close, just because he could.

There was a Now Hiring sign up in the door, and Jono was behind the counter, idly picking at his guitar. And if he happened to give a special sort of reverence to Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah, then what of it?

The Groovy Tunes is open.

[And, as always, the OCD has been run through the paper shredder.]

furnaceface

It was a low-effort, low-brain sort of day at the Groovy Tunes, for Jono. Sure, there were things to be done. A shipment of new music had come in over the course of the past week, and it was easy enough to mindlessly tick through it all, shelving the CDs as he contemplated what sort of music to expect from each and every one of them.

But beyond that, which barely seemed like work in the first place? Not a heck of a lot.

If possibly helped that for every new album he came across, he was pulling out a disc of each for his own personal collection. He'd run out of space in his room for all of this music, yet. Or else he'd have enough to be able to build a small fortress. Which was also good.

[Open and OCD-free. Groovy Tunes shuns the OCD. Shunnnnns it.]

azuldragon.livejournal.com

Azula strode to her favorite corner of the beach, her steps measured and deliberate. It was still cold out but Azula took no notice the same way she took no notice of the yawning and complaining person behind her.

It was better for the both of them that she did or else she would be tempted to throw Momoko into the water.

Azula stopped, considered the strip of sand and looked at Momoko. "We're here."

(For one!

heromaniac modded with permission! Continued from here.)

Current Mood: working

azuldragon.livejournal.com

The events during the weekend left Azula in good spirits. She's never felt better but even so, Azula booked a day in the spa for a day of pampering.

Azula always made it a point to have a day of unwinding in a spa after every campaign. Everyone deserved to unwind no matter how long a campaign was. She smiled as she entered Theodoric of York, it wasn't her spa at home but it served it's purpose.

"I shall start with a massage," she informed the staff.

(For two! But Theodoric open for those who need it!)

feedsonchaos.livejournal.com

Hope was feeling listless and she wasn't quite sure why. The island provided more than enough chaos for her to feed on, so that wasn't it. But beyond that, she wasn't sure. Maybe the fact that she didn't have a whole lot of friends on the island? Could be. But whatever it was, it was driving her crazy.

Which would probably be why the store was sparkling clean. When all else fails, clean.

Hope's last act was to mop the floors; that done, she plopped behind the counter with a Squishy.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Accomplished, Confusion, Orange.

[OCD has gotten lost in my closet.]

sweet-balls.livejournal.com

With the humidity as high as it was today, Shelley was glad for all the awesome cosmetic and hair tips she had picked up from makeup artists and stylists over the years. The right conditioning agent and just enough powder applied in just the right way, assured that her complexion and bouncy hair stayed as perfect as ever.

She had a feeling that today might be a good sales day for booty shorts and swim wear, so she moved a couple of racks closer to the door. Of course, sunglasses would be the perfect add-on sale, so she made sure to pick out a few of the best to model throughout the day. This had nothing to do with a possible hangover. Nothing at all.

Pixie Dust was opened for business!

[OCD ~~coming~~ up!]

blondecanary.livejournal.com

The weather was great--- and no other random horses showed up on the way there for Dinah, at least. There was a grill for burgers and brats and some skewers of meat, a big cooler full of drinks, and a couple bags of chips. Plus a cake. Big cake.

Time to get ready for Karla's (mostly!) Sweet Sixteen Surprise Party.

[OCD up!]

blondecanary.livejournal.com

Dinah was at the ice cream place. With as many kids as had tagged along wanting ice cream.

Yeah, that'll be sure and get them ready to go to bed this millennium.

[Buying ice cream for wee tiny friends or wanderers. Might be a little slow.]

puppy_fair

Zack seemed to have somehow convinced a baby chocobo that he was its mommy.

That really hadn't been his intention. All he wanted to do was show off an awesome summon to a pretty girl, but then the awesome summon was a little less awesome than was expected, and also, it was stuck in a bush.

So, Zack's project for the day was to try to find more of the chocobo's own kind so that he could set it free among its kin.

... On an island with no other chocobo, this was a challenge. But a chicobo was about the same size as a duck, and, well, there just so happened to be a duck pond on the island...

"Go on! See, they won't be mean or anything! And there are even big pink ones, too, that are kinda like chochobos! G'wonnnnnn!"

The chicobo was having none of it, settling itself down between Zack's knees and looking at the pond indignantly.

"Wark."

[Open park is open!]

glacial_queen

Karla was starting to have a Bad Feeling about this. Not a Black Widow bad feeling, just a kind of dawning, 'Oh, Darkness, what have I done?' kind of feeling. Would her friends be able to understand the way Kaeleer worked? Would the people in Kaeleer understand her friends? She'd already had Uncle Saetan empty the Hall as much as possible--the last thing she needed was Chaosti and Aaron riding the killing edge because they'd, well, met Arthur. Saetan was old enough to keep a reign on his temper (Darkness willing) and Lucivar.

Hell's fire, this was a bad idea.

But too late for that now. Everyone was pretty much assembled. "Uh, hi," Karla said, giving everyone a kind of feeble wave. "The portal should be here in just a few minutes. But, since we're all here, I figured now might be a good time to give some information about my home and answer any questions. I hope you all got my ~~handwavy~~ message about packing enough for about a week, a bathing suit, and a few more formal items because Uncle Saetan asks that everyone dress for dinner. If not, don't worry, tomorrow we'll be heading out to Amdarh, the capitol city of Dhemlan and there have been some accounts opened at stores for everyone."

She flashed her best unsure-but-game grin and said, "Any questions?"

[Mostly for those going to Kaeleer, but open for anyone who wants to see them off. Some slight OCD ~~on its way!~~ up!]

likethegun

During the night, Fandom had been covered in a blanket of fresh snow that was just thick enough to turn everything crisp and white. With cream-colored decorations and twinkling lights, the Student Council had aimed for a winter wonderland kind of theme, and the snow simply added to the effect. Thankfully, the day was turning out to be warmer, so those who were going to be outside all day wouldn't freeze. Once the finishing touches were done, the carnival was open for business.

[OCD IS UP! Kissing Booths | Dunk Tanks | Pie Tossing | OOC | First Post]

azuldragon.livejournal.com

She and Dinah may have temporarily ended their training this didn't mean she would stop hers. But this time her training was less about her fighting skills but more of her control over her own lightning. Azula closed her eyes and returned to the basics.

Lightning required a peaceful mind. It required neither anger or rage.

She used to be a master of lightning and now she no longer had the calm that required the complete mastery over the element. It was something she must rectify.

Azula sat on one of the boulders, it was windy here and that was what she needed. Azula placed a candle in front of her and with a flick of her finger, lit the candle wick. It burned blue but it guttered in the wind, Azula placed all her will into the flame, willing it to stay still.

The goal was to keep the flame alive against the wind. It was not easy, the winds were against her. She narrowed her eyes and she kept her place. She will not lose to nature.

(For one but Beach is open!)

Current Mood: working

bitchprince

It was as good a time as any to check on the horses. Arthur had just made his rounds in that regard, patting his own on the neck and checking them over for any signs of discomfort or trouble when he'd heard the noise.

It was Fandom. Unexpected noise was rarely a good thing. Especially while it was still dark out.

With a frown on his face, he'd ventured on out with his sword drawn, down to the gates.

Now he was there. And he was well aware of where the noise was coming from. Had, in fact, already texted as many as he could with a warning (and a mention of his position to Merlin) before the creatures had taken his phone.

Slicing through gremlin guts to get his Blackberry back was not how Arthur had expected the morning would go. Especially not at this hour.

[[ ooopen. ...and let's just say it's still darkish out here, shall we? i totally know my gremlin canon. yes. ]]

blondecanary.livejournal.com

Classes this semester were making Dinah think a lot. Is there proof of God? What is really definite mens rea? What was a (im)moral use of mental powers? Would love survive beyond death? That, and the roses were still being smug. So in response to the latest note, she wrote : I am against all agendas of flowers this week. I think they have it in for me. Still looking out for those spider-mums. But it's the roses I think we should be afraid of. Their prophesied time is coming. And we won't sleep when it gets here.

Covent Garden Flowers

Vida Boheme, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

Covent Garden Flowers is open.

[and ocd-free.]

blondecanary.livejournal.com

Dinah was waiting for Azula near the rocks, and practicing her funnels. They weren't very impressive, but they did come up out of the water now, instead of collapsing every time. It was getting chillier, and she was half-hoping they could train inside at the gym today.

( A spar, a splash, a spectacular smash )
[Pre-played with the lovely

azuldragon and

youcantfollow. NFI, but okay for broadcast and OOC.

And of course the beach is open after, as beaches are.]

azuldragon.livejournal.com

Azula crossed her arms, its been a while since she was here and she found that she had grown… fond of this place, if only because she wasn't confined to four walls.

There was a basin filled to the brim with sand, Azula pushed the basin on to one of the boulders then placed a hand above the sand with little effort Azula heated up the sand. She nodded to herself, perfect.

(For the blond canary! But beach open!)

Current Mood: calm

azuldragon.livejournal.com

Somehow Azula ended up with the fake and slightly disturbing child thing. And it would not. Shut. Up.
It continued to cry and moan and kick Azula had men demoted and flogged for less unfortunately Professor Skywalker was quite clear about the consequences of destroying the stupid, noisy, ugly thing. She can't even just leave it in her room, spirit's curse it!

"I have fed you," she hissed at the thing. "Why are you still crying?!"

She was more than half tempted to toss the thing into the waters and let the waves carry out to spirits know where.

(For Dinah! But beach open before and after!)

Current Mood: angry

azuldragon.livejournal.com

It's been a while since she's seen the beach, she chose the area she frequently used for practice and settled there. After the prerequisite stretching Azula placed her hands behind her back, almost at parade rest and watched the ocean.

It wasn't bothering her as it used to Azula considered this a victory. Perhaps she should test herself later on.

(For Dinah! Open beach is open!)

Current Mood: contemplative

tyler_gone

After getting back from Sweden, Tyler had slept until just before Fight Club. The results had him feeling a bit like a vampire who never saw daylight. But a very well-rested vampire.

"Welcome back," he said, pacing as usual. "It's been a while, but we haven't forgotten you and I hope you haven't forgotten us. If you need a refresher, rules are on the gym door."

"And if you need a refresher after one week, you are most likely still hungover, and have no place on the mats," Ghanima replied. "Which is why we'll hit you anyway, so that you learn."

"Now then. You and you. Young lady, you're with her. And Azula, with me, please."

"Ghanima, I'm picking on your brother again," Tyler said. "Leto, with her. Steve, with him. And those two. Go hit each other."

"I can't say I disapprove," Ghanima laughed. "I think it's a sister's duty to help torment her brother."

"Now, everyone go hit the mats. Get out your dismay that classes are back again tomorrow, and yes, we expect you to be there. We don't care that it's Homecoming week."

[OOC: ~~Wait for~~ OCD ~~please~~ up, go fight!]

azuldragon.livejournal.com

It's been years since Azula last pampered herself. After Iroh's unexpected and unwelcome appearance last week Azula thought it was only right she pamper herself again.

Today the whole day was going to be devoted to pampering herself.

(Open spa is open!)

Current Mood: relaxed

blondecanary.livejournal.com

Not enough glee. In the world. Dinah got to the beach early for her lesson, and was already practicing making water-whips after her warm-up stretches. Much better day than yesterday! Yay!

[expecting the Fire Nation taskmaster, but open before and after]

atreideslioness

No one had visited Tyler this year. He could afford to be smug, although, as a mission of charity, he'd brought in an array of chips, pastries and other snacks. "I think everyone in the room gets a cookie for living through yet another parents' weekend," he declared. "And guests, welcome."

Ghanima was doing her best not to laugh. "We haven't lived through it yet," she reminded him. "But we're glad you're all here. The rules are on the door, but since there's so many people today, we're going to forgo assigned matches."

"Open sparring only," Tyler agreed. "Go to it."

Mingle / Beginner Mats / Open Sparring / Talk to the Organizers / OOC

[OCD and Post up early for SP goodness! PW guests are welcome, so long as they follow standard Fight Club rules.]

Current Mood: chipper

azuldragon.livejournal.com

Azula was not pleased. She didn't expect any visitors, she didn't want any visitors and uncle was the last person she'd think of visiting.

She led Iroh from the park to the coffee shop. "There, now buy your precious tea."

She didn't know if this shop served tea but she really didn't care.

Current Mood: annoyed

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Barney was smart and had purposefully blocked all outgoing mail from Fandom to his New York City (sorry, no luck for you, Robin) and so could blissfully oversee the gathering of guests, students, teachers, and townies happening in the park. The day was bright and sunny, regardless of what any weather reports might claim.

The Student Council had done a nice job getting things together to greet the visitors. A wide variety of sumptuous food was spread out on long tables at one end of the park. In the center were plenty of comfortable blue and gold tables and chairs perfect for sitting, chatting, and eating. To the other end of he park was the registration table where visitors could sign in and pickup their name tags.

Just above the registration area was a gaudy banner announcing the start of a calm and relaxing weekend. Okay, a weekend where Barney got a lot of popcorn to listen to radio.
Welcome to Parents' Weekend 2009!

[ OOC: DONE! Registration | Security | Food & Drink | Mingling | OOC ]

Current Mood: thoughtful

blondecanary.livejournal.com

Weird day after a weird day. Fandom to the core. Waking up with Priestly had been unnerving, even more so with Azula snarking; then there'd been her conversation with the angel at the church.

Dinah was ready for some mindless training now, thanks. Although guaranteed Azula wouldn't leave it at that. Until then, she was stretching and warming up, and doing one of her meditation exercises. Dinah. Not-Dinah. Mana, alaya...

[for the Fire Nation warlord, but open before and after her arrival.]

tyler_gone

"People," Tyler said, looking around the gym. A slight sniffle roughened his voice. "Lots of people. You all came back."

"Which is good, since if they didn't come back, we wouldn't have anyone to boss around," Ghanima pointed out. "Or hit."

"You guys can hit," Tyler said wistfully. "I'm pretty sure I'd give my cold to anybody if I did. I'm just observing today, since apparently I'm the kind of" -- holy word you don't want to use in front of students there, Tyler! -- "person who worries about germs now."

"Next thing we know, you'll be telling people to get off your lawn and futzing about the 'good old days,'" Ghani replied dryly. "Okay. You and you. You. With her. Smile, you with the tiger, you're fighting him."

"Tyler?"

"I am not old," he said sulkily, and folded his arms to survey the crowd. "Oh, him and her, her and him, him and him."

"Go to it."

azuldragon.livejournal.com

Azula arrived on the beach early and began to warm up. Her discussion with Professor Skywalker about lightning made her curious about her capacity to summon it. More than anything lightning would be the best indicator on her state of mind.

She took a deep breath and cleared her mind of everything. Lightning needed a calm, precise mind free of emotion. She began the circular motion to summon lightning. Felt opposing energies course through her body and knew almost immediately something was wrong.

The opposing energies didn't want to be guided.

Just like it had been during the Agni Kai, it hurt to bend lightning. Pain lanced up and down her body and Azula gritted her teeth, too stubborn to stop and knowing if she did the energy would explode inside her. She completed the arc and lunged forward to stab at the sky. An unfocused, too powerful bolt of lightning raced to the clouds.

Dammit. That was close, a second longer and the lightning would have reached her heart.

After a few moments Azula straightened and scowled. This would not do. She sat on the sand and proceeded to meditate while she waited for Dinah.

(for

blondecanary!)

Current Mood: confused

bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com

Unlike other weeks, today there was a very large amount of food at the meeting. Pies and pudding--the kind people here liked, not the real kind--and what appeared to be eggs. Piled on the ground next to the food were a bunch of clean shirts, some of them still stained by paint.

Either it was time for a Rocky montage or something interesting was going to happen today.

"Welcome back everyone! Or welcome for the first time if you haven't been before."

Because there were so many new people with this last semester!

"We'll be following the example of yesterday's meeting with a different twist based on our skill sets. When there are... interesting rains of items how would we protect ourselves and others from harm? Some of us might be versed in shielding from attacks. This is a time to practice those abilities and perhaps teach others to do so as well," Merlin said with a wide grin.

Karla shared Merlin's grin, and would be humming "Eye of the Tiger" if she had any idea what it meant. Or that it existed at all.

"Fighting under less than stellar conditions is only good if it impedes your enemy more than you," she said, tossing an egg lazily in the air. "To our benefit, we know Fandom better and while we don't expect the crazy rains, we know they occur and won't waste a lot time being surprised if and one happens in conjunction with an attack. And while those are good benefits to have, we can always improve. Knowing such conditions are possible means that we know that's something we could--and should!--prepare for."

Merlin nodded seriously, picking up an egg as if to demonstrate something. Luckily he knew nothing about drugs and eggs and your brain commercials.

"So, we'll be practicing today." With that said, he slapped Karla on the back with the egg. "With a food fight!"

tyler_gone

"Ladies! Gentlemen. Boys. Girls. Other sentient life forms." Someone had given Tyler sugar. "Welcome to Fight Club. I'm Tyler Durden, this is Ghanima Atreides. We're in charge."

"Which is the nice way of saying 'welcome to Fandom,'" Ghanima injected dryly. "You're here because you saw a poster, or heard through a friend, and you want to hit things. We support violence therapy."

"Most weeks," Tyler said, "we do assigned matches. This week is different. This week is introductions -- because you haven't said your names enough yet this week -- and some level testing. Introductions don't have to be fancy. Fight Club is not about your life story. Tell us what you like to be called and how long you've been at this and we'll call it good."

"After which, those of you that are new or trying to move from beginner to advanced can show us your moves, while the rest of you grab a friend to beat up," Ghanima continued cheerfully. "Once we've seen you in action, then our new friends can also hit the mats, and proceed to learn how we make friends and influence people here at Fight Club. I'll give you a hint; it usually involves bruises."

"But first, you all have to listen to the rules."

Tyler pulled out a sheet of paper and read them off. "Hopefully those are all clear, if you do not understand ask somebody. If you still do not understand, consider the possible tragedy of head damage and don't fight."

He glanced to Ghanima. "Anything else?"

"These rules are posted on the door for every Fight Club meeting," she said pleasantly. "Anyone who willfully ignores these rules gets bounced out that door. We are here to fight, not babysit you."

"Now, smile, and introduce yourselves, and let's see what you can do."

[OOC: Introductions are for everyone, please. Current classifications are here.]

blondecanary.livejournal.com

Dinah had snagged an umbrella and made her way out to the beach after lunch, not sure if she and Azula would be sparring or not, with the syrup raining down. By the time she got there, though, it was mostly just sprinkling, so she settled down under her umbrella and practiced her meditation while she waited for Azula.

Dinah. Not-Dinah. Shields go up. Shields go down. Me. Not-me. Nervous. Not-nervous. ... okay, so that last one needed work.

[for

azuldragon, but open to spectators/gawkers afterward for each.]

azuldragon.livejournal.com

Azula looked around the beach. This was where she and Dinah would spar and while Azula was certain what the outcome of the match would be Azula liked being prepared. She studied the terrain with a practiced eye. The sand was compact and firm enough to walk on and there were few rock formations around the area.

She walked around the beach until she was familiar with the terrain.

The sun was setting and she could feel some of her power ebb away as it slowly made it vanished. Unlike other Firebenders the day turning into night didn't mean her power was considerably lessened it actually only meant her fire was now at par with that of a regular Firebender.

She crouched into a ~~Kung-fu~~ Firebending stance and proceeded to move through the forms only this time she let her fire loose. Every punch and kick brought with it a corresponding blue flame. Agni, she missed this.

(Open!)

Current Mood: refreshed

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Entries tagged with azula

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

The Beach / Monday / August 16, Early Morning

Theodoric of York / Thursday, August 12 / Afternoon

Turtle and Canary -- Friday

Pixie Dust, Wednesday

Karla's surprise birthday party, the beach, Wednesday afternoon

Chilly Boulder, Sunday evening

The Park, Sunday Afternoon

The Causeway, Friday Evening

Winter Carnival, The Park, All Day [Post #2]

The Beach / January 26/ Tuesday, afternoon

Streets of Fandom by the School Gate, Saturday Morning

Covent Garden Flowers, Wednesday, 1/20

The beach, Thursday morning, early

The Beach / January 5 / Tuesday, afternoon

The Beach / November 19 / Thursday, afternoon

The Beach / Friday Afternoon

Fight Club, Atlas Gym, Sunday Night

Theodoric of York / October 10 / Saturday Late Morning

The beach, Thursday afternoon

Fandom Fight Club -- Atlas Gym -- Sunday Evening

The Perk / Friday / October 2, Afternoon

Parents' Weekend Meet & Greet, Town Park [Friday Afternoon]

The beach, Thursday afternoon

Fight Club | Atlas | Sunday Evening | 9.20

The Beach / Thursday Afternoon

Magic Reserve - The Preserve, Wednesday

Fight Club | Atlas Gym | Sunday Evening

The beach, Friday afternoon

The Beach / September 2 / Wednesday, Sunset

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