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rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com

Rilla was probably a little stickier than the traditional bride normally was (she'd had cotton candy. And ice cream. And a couple of cookies. Look, Warren and Karla's party had good food), but she was sure she looked beauuuuuuuutiful in her wedding gown made of a bedsheet and her window curtain veil.

She had flowers that she'd taken from the ground (with most of the dirt taken off of them, even!) and had even found a very nice--if a little confused--man to perform the ceremony!

And after she was done gettin' married, she would be more than willing to share her wedding dress with anyone else who wanted to get married! Weddings for everyone!

Life was pretty easy when you're six.

[OOC: Pls wait for tiny ocd...]

Current Mood: excited

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Another successful weekend of avoiding angry and confused parental figures and listening to radio with a broad smile on his face and a tub of popcorn at his side meant Barney was happy to oversee the gathering of guests, students, teachers, and townies happening in the park.

Ah, but the morning was bright and sunny, regardless of what any weather reports might claim. With el presidente and the rest of the student council taking care of friends and family, it was up to Barney to make brunch happen. Amazing what an iPhone could do these days, like make tents, chairs, and tables of blue and gold appear all around the park along with tables of hot and cold cuisine perfect for what anyone might expect of brunch. Apparently there was an app for that.

And now for the sitting, chatting, and eating. Today was the day when everyone would say goodbye and flee the island, leaving the land peaceful once more. Barney thought it was a lot like what happened after invasions, just with less blood and goop on the streets.

[OCD UP. Have at, bbs!]

Current Mood: asleep

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

The bar was like a ghost town. Uh, if Tino was a ghost. Maybe Tino had done something to make it so eerily quiet. Or maybe it was that there was no bartender to save customers from Tino's insanity.

No matter, Caritas was open.

Current Mood: blah

intraspective

The Homecoming Carnival was in full swing and decorated according to the theme: blues and greens of all sorts, and little fish decorations everywhere.

But that wasn't the important part, oh no.

The important part was how much fun could be had at all of the booths! Step up, step up! Take your chances!

Really, who would want to miss this?

[OCD is up! Post I | Kissing Booths | Dunk Tanks | Pie Tossing | OOC]

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Barney had...missed the picnic. These things happened when you were an International Businessman hanging out at the local airport. Regan National had some fantastic lounges and a Cinnabon. Not that he'd taken anyone there, really.

Whatevs, he was back and getting a drink for himself while Tino searched for the best pre-Emmy coverage.

"Scotch, scotch...WHO TOOK THE GOOD SCOTCH?!" It was a clear travesty.

Current Mood: rejected

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Not for the first time, Barney was unable to grasp why Tino kept expecting him to do things like pour drinks. Especially when Barney had more interesting things going on. Like watching porn.

Someone's new DVDs had arrived.

Current Mood: awake

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Seriously, Barney didn't understand how it was him, Tino, and the zombies.

Again.

He was going to have to start showing up later, when the cool people were at the bar.

...

Who was he kidding! He was the cool people in this town.

Current Mood: flirty

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

World Cup celebrations all around! For once in his life, Barney had bet with the Octopus.

Yes, the octopus.

And he'd WON! It was shocking--nay! It was amazering!

And so Barney was drinking. Shh, pretend this was different from any other day.

Current Mood: thankful

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Ah, the Fourth of July: A day of fireworks, apple pie, and really tiny flag-colored bikinis tops! Barney considered himself a fan of these things, but first he required drinks.

Tino was nursing a burned finger after lighting a packet of black snake fireworks on the bar. Asking how or why did not occur to Barney when Tino had his finger stuck in a highball of ice water.

No way was a burn victim getting his drink, so the Dean of Awesome jumped behind the bar to get it himself. "Best part about this?" He told Tino. "No last call. We're here all night!"

Current Mood: tired

just-add-starch.livejournal.com

As the sun started to set, the lights officially came on at the new community center! The building was now complete, its walls gleaming and solid in the waning light. As people began to arrive, they would notice decorations lining the tiled and bright corridors, leading them towards the large auditorium where the dance was being held.

Once inside the auditorium, there were more decorations. Streamers in the colors of summer hung from the rafters and painted the walls. There were fresh flowers in every corner and on every table, bringing fragrance and festiveness to the room. The lights were low in the auditorium, dimmed to provide both mood and setting to this party in the evening.

There were several long tables stocked full with foods of all kinds and there was even a bar with an expert bartender who'd be happy to serve you. Tips were welcome but not mandatory. Large speakers hung in the corners of the room, installed to provide the latest and greatest sound system to the new building.

Everything was completed, everything was ready so it was time to enjoy yourselves!

[OCD UP! Have fun! | Arrive | Food/Mingling | Shadowy Corners | Ladies Room | Mens Room | Dancing | OOC | Post II]

Current Mood: good

guardian-god.livejournal.com

Now Showing:
McLincock!

He likes his whiskey hard...his women soft...and his west all to himself!

When he heard what the theater was showing, Dimitri had decided a classic Duke film was just what Rose needed to see in order to better understand why Westerns were not romance novels. And while he could easily rent his favorites anytime, this was on the big screen and that made a difference somehow.

He hadn't gone inside yet with the hope that his message had gotten to Rose in time and she was feeling available enough to let him take her out in public. It was a small step and if she was still concerned about rodents even after all the weirdness of the week, well, he'd simply take the heat. There would be no bribing.

But there might be popcorn.

[McLintock! is a horribly racist and sexist Western with an exclamation mark in the title and available online! Meta name due to typo that stuck. MST3K is open but free from OCD.]

Current Mood: mellow

just-add-starch.livejournal.com

It seemed appropriate that on today, of all days, there seemed to be flowers everywhere. Fraser had woken up to them in the coffee pot, in the dog food and growing out of the pockets in his serge. Now, as he prepared to break ground on the new community center, they were surrounding the work site, sticking out of the pockets of various townspeople and singing delightedly while they did. It was fitting.

The land around 27 Chimera had been cleared, giving it a flat, empty look. That would soon change. With one dig of his shovel and a few smiles, ground was broken on the brand new community center! It was one of the bigger undertakings the town had taken on recently and there was a lot of excitement about it. The NPC Construction Crew wasn't going to waste any time and immediately got started once people had dispersed a bit from the work site.

Construction had officially begun! In a few weeks, everyone on the island would be able to utilize a brand new facility for whatever they might like!

Current Mood: content

noearsyet.livejournal.com

As the night went on, an assortment of prom favours were replacing the masks on the table just inside the tent. Everyone was free to take a picture frame and disposable camera to record their own Prom memories. Also were shot glasses with the Fandom High gremlin on them. Such things happened when Dean Stinson was the Student Council advisor.

The punch was thoroughly spiked by now, but the dessert table had been refilled o soaking up all that alcohol was a definite possibility. The music would still be playing for a few hours for all to get in as much dancing and time to be with their friends as they wanted.

And in just a moment, Dean Stinson was going to announce the Prom Court.

[OOC: How much do we rock that LJ was down all day and we STILL needed a second post? SO MUCH. Again, Prom is open for SP and also getting LJ to load should not be such a rush. ~~Please wait for the~~ OCD is up and good to go!]

[Prom Court Announcement | Mingling | Punch and Dessert Tables | Chaperones | Shadowy Corners | Bathrooms | Dancing | OOC]

noearsyet.livejournal.com

Just on the other side of the Causeway, the weather was cool, but in Fandom, a beautiful, warm nearly-summer evening welcomed Fandom's seniors and juniors to their Prom.

A large tent open on one side had been erected in the center of the park. Garlands of small white lights entwined with greenery decorated the edges and roof of the tent, while two of the canvas sides were covered in large pictures of cherry blossoms and the middle had a wall-sized painting of a masquerade. Under the canopy were clusters of little chairs and tables along with the table of food and punch bowl.

Beyond the tent's open wall, a dance floor had been set up on the grass under the ~~conveniently~~ flowering trees. More fairy lights had been wound through the tree branches leaving the area softly lit in most areas. Torches were placed in a few clusters around the dance floor, making flickering areas of brighter light for people to congregate.

A photographer waited for his clients just beyond the dance floor with several backdrops of flowers or masquerades or, oddly, a lemur family to choose from.

The voting box for Prom King and Queen stood right at the entrance to the dance for those last-minute votes.

And, of course for Fandom's Masquerade, a table of elaborately decorated (or some more simple ones) waited for their new owners to simply slip them on and join the revelry.

[OOC: Weather modded with permission. The Prom is open to juniors, seniors, and their dates and definitely open to slowplay. Another post will be going up later this evening set for 10pm-midnight. Prom voting is open until 4pm EDST ~~Please to be waiting for the~~ OCD IS UP! (No thanks to LJ)]

[Arrive and Mingle | Photographer | Food Tables and Punch | Shadowy Corners | Chaperones | Ladies Room | Men's Room | Dancing | OOC]

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Even with the sun out, there was still a chill wind in the airs of Fandom, creating a brisk reminder of what everyone would be leaving behind in exchange for a week of Bahamian warmth. They didn't say it was better in the Bahamas without reason.

As the students, teachers, and guests gathered to wait for the portal to Atlantis, everyone was given a copy of their lodging information and a brochure featuring some of the more entertaining aspects of the resort.

[Up early for SP! The Resort post will be up shortly. Please check to make sure you have a room assignment, and let us know if you were accidentally left off. Also, make sure you have

fh_trips friended so you'll see the posts the rest of this week!]

Current Mood: sunglassed up!

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

"Where the hell is Eriksen!" Barney wasn't impressed by Tino's shrug and took it upon himself to get behind the bar and pour himself a niiiiiice tall drink. It went well with his cigar.

"What do you mean there's no smoking in the bar?" Barney scoffed, flicking ash in Tino's direction. "Let's let the zombies decide."

'Course, the zombies didn't talk so much as grunt and Barney was playing translator so he won, and Tino leaned downwind, coughing fakely.

Caritas was open!

Current Mood: drunk

iruinenglish.livejournal.com

Buffy had done a lot of soul-searching, trying to figure out what to do about this baby. She knew she couldn't count on Jason and could only hope it wasn't his, and her former addictions and run ins with the law had left her with little money to her name and horrible credit.

She was left with the only choice she felt she had left. She'd sworn she'd never go back to it, but she had to find a way to make ends meet for the sake of her child!

So tonight, Buffy Summers was on a different kind of patrol. The kind of patrol that meant hookering.

[IDEK. Open, against all better judgment. You'll have to pay though.]

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Barney had taken over Fandom. It was all sorts of awesome in ways that none of the other island-dwellers could possibly comprehend. He'd spent the first half of his afternoon breaking into Zoe's office and smoking cigars at her desk until he decided her chair was too lumpy and moved back into his own space. (Also, hers had smelled a little bit like baby.)

Now, back at Caritas, Barney was ready to drink it up--until he was stopped dead in his tracks by there being someone already at the bar!

"And what do you think you're doing?" Barney demanded in a fit of pique at the (upon closer inspection, really freaking tall) giant pouring a drink at the bar. Check that, his bar while that teeny bopper was gone and there was no one but Tino to tell him no. And really? Tino just stood there, not caring since it wasn't Robin trying to takeover. "Bicurious scab-eater," he muttered at Tino as he passed him going behind the bar. "This is not a loyalty-free zone!"

[I have no good explanation for the insane. Slow for prime time TV!]

Current Mood: shocked

baskiceball.livejournal.com

Marshall was kind of upset that it seemed like everybody else in town was off in...in...well, he forgot where they were but he bet it was made of fun. No fair. So he decided to make his own fun and declare it margarita night in the bar.

Yes. Complete with sombreros.

[Might be slow as my mind is all over the place today]

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: Gym Class Heroes - Cupids Chokehold

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

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Barney arrived at the bar ready to make a fantastic entrance to be faced with...Tino. Wearing (and seriously, this is not for young eyes) jeans.

"Dude, the least you could've done was Tuxedo Up! And don't try and feed me lines about not getting the memo! It's in the Bro Code!" When Tino muttered something about not knowing what that was, Barney gasped and turned his back to get his own drink. "Where's Scherbatsky, anyhow? I didn't think stampeding stegasaurus -ii could keep her away." Hey, the man had issues with dinosaurs, after all.

Current Mood: BOOZE!

baskiceball.livejournal.com

"You wanna give me a dollar if I eat all the peanuts in this bowl?"

Tino just stared at Marshall.

Marshall grinned. "A dollar it is then!"

Oh, Marshall. You don't need to make bets to eat all the peanuts.

baskiceball.livejournal.com

Marshall was totally late for work. Damn that Zac Efron and his adorable, distracting movies.

baskiceball.livejournal.com

Marshall was late. So, so late. Damn Golden Girls marathons. Marshall dodged Tino's glares and was cursing the WE channel when he came into work and hoped his douchey new boss wouldn't find out.

Current Mood: rushed

just-add-starch.livejournal.com

While the students had been completing their last finals, an NPC staff had been hard at work converting one of the empty warehouses into the site of tonight's dance. When the guests arrived this evening, they'd be greeted by a long yellow carpet, leading up to the open glass doors of the warehouse.

Once inside, they would find the space brightly decorated to celebrate the summer season. Gold drapes covered the walls, splashed liberally with glitter to make them sparkle in the low lights of the warehouse. Flowers were placed here and there, not overwhelming but definitely noticeable and fragrant. Images of beaches, palm trees, sunsets, sunrises, hammocks, and other various summer images were being projected on the walls randomly.

A long table consisting of food and drinks was along one wall, providing plenty of sustenance for everyone for their long night of fun. Dark corners could be found here and there, of course. There was music playing and a disco balls projecting light onto the dance floor.

It was time for the summer dance.

arrivals | food/drinks/mingling | dark corners | girls bathroom | boys bathroom | dancing | ooc | post 2

[OCD IS UP. ~~I will make you smell Deadpool's dirty drawers if you ping in before I am done omg.~~ No one has to smell Deadpool's drawers! Have fun! If another post is needed later, it will go up!]

Current Mood: accomplished

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

As Robin sat at the bar tonight, she was attempting to put together a list of resolutions.

It...wasn't going well. Like at all.

[I'm around! Slow, but around.]

Current Mood: bored

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

Signs had been ~~handwavily~~ put up around town throughout the day indicating that this was the place and this was the time. New Year's Eve in Fandom, in one of the abandoned warehouses (although it had been tidied up and decorated). Showgirls carrying champagne flutes, a live band playing, and a big glowy ball hanging from the rafters with a countdown clock displayed.

It was time for G.O.B. Bluth's New Year's Illusionin' Eve! Brought to you by a Host Named G.O.B.! Making his triumphant return to Fandom! Exclamations!

[OOC: Up early to accommodate all of you silly people who have work, timezone issues, or social events. Post is open to students, teachers, townies, alum, and ex-pats! ~~Kindly wait for OCD.~~ OCD is up! Have at it!]

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

The ceremony had been beautiful. And the evening was only getting started. The guests were ushered into the large tent that had been erected (hee) in the park earlier in the day. The caterers had delivered and set up food and enough free alcohol to drink the entire town into a coma.

Of course, there was a special area reserved for the squirrels with dessert nuts and high-quality rum to keep Vala and Barney's smallest guests happy while they took their notes and danced the night away.

Pleased workers did a last check of the tables and cigar centerpieces before the guests and the wedding party arrived. The wedding reception was set to go exactly as planned.

[The reception, like the wedding, is open to everyone in Fandom. ~~Once I put up some OCD~~ Now.]

Current Mood: pleased

spacepiratevala.livejournal.com

The day was gorgeous - sunny and crisp and cool, but not so cool that people would need coats or sweaters. There were some discrete space heaters set up for those who had chosen not to wear sleeves with their formalwear.

A light breeze was there to lift hair that wasn't pinned or sprayed into position. Birds sang. Chairs were set up, divided by a long center aisle. There was even a small section towards the front with little piles of nuts and bottles of rum - Vala and Barney had both done radio at one time or another, plus it just made sense to make nice to the squirrels.

The wedding party had yet to take their places, so the atmosphere was open and relaxed, if a bit anticipatory.

[ooc: Open to all, but ~~please wait for~~ OCD is now complete!]

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

Tonight was not like any other night at Caritas, for Robin. Tonight, she had imported ~~moddable~~ New York City strippers. Tonight, she had set aside several bottles of the bar's finest scotch.

Tonight, she was suited up.

Tino was watching the actual bar, while Robin was busy in the private room with Barney's bachelor party. And Sunshine, who she was finally getting to meet.

[~~there will be additional OCD~~ which is up!]

Current Mood: productive

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

"A gym?" James looked about dubiously. "And I thought you getting married was unlikely."

"I explained that," Barney rolled his eyes, opening the office shades to look out on the pool below. "Besides, it's not like I work out here. I'm investing in the future hotness of ugly women."

"You're doing a public service," James added, nodding. "Now, can we get to brunch? I bet they've got chocolate chip pancakes."

No discussion was necessary. It was brunch, of course Barney was there.

[the bros are gone, but Atlas is open!]

Current Mood: hungry

yourwhiteknight.livejournal.com

Harvey didn't have too much trouble arranging the brunch in the park. Between the help of the rest of the StuCo members and oddly enough, Marshall (apparently he had a thing for brunch), Harvey hardly had to do a thing. And isn't that what being president is really about?

There was a harvest theme in the tent, with the tablecloths and napkins all in reds, yellows and oranges. Marshall even hand-made the autumn-themed centerpieces on the tables. There was also, of course, every kind of brunch food imaginable set up at the buffet table. There was probably even foods there that didn't even qualify as brunch. Harvey had a hankering for pizza earlier.

A sign was posted outside the tent:

Welcome Parents, Relatives and Friends!
Enjoy Sunday brunch with us!

[OCD is up!]

Current Mood: accomplished

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Barney was never late for work. He was the boss, so he was there when he was supposed to be there and it always worked out.

The new lifeguard had glared at him when Barney didn't offer to open the door for her when they arrived at the same time. "What? If women insist on having their own professional basketball league, then they can open their own doors. It's not like it's heavy!"

Atlas Gym was open.

Current Mood: hot

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

There was a large signboard in front of Atlas Gym proclaiming the evening's event:

Swim Suit Up and Grab a Noodle!
Wednesdays at the Dive-In
Tonight's Feature - Mandibles

Students, townies, and teachers alike could cuddle up on a raft or a noodle in the heated, Olympic-sized pool or the bubbly jacuzzi and watch an enormous fake shark gnaw people to bits.

Barney fully expected at least five of the boys to try to freak out the girls or the new lifeguard. She was hired to look pretty, not to save your lives.

Current Mood: nostalgic

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Now that Vala knew his secret, Barney realized it was only a matter of time before she told Biff and they sold it to the Skywalkers for publication in their newspapers. That would mean the end to Barney's life waking up in bed with supermodels like Tink. He would do anything to keep the empire he'd built over the last dozen years as a man. It had taken a lot of hard work and really effective purgery strategies to get Barney where he was today.

Barnabus Stinson would not be taken down. He sat at his desk, looking out over the massive machine known as Atlas Gym and plotted the removal of his enemies. If only there was a convenient killer-for-hire, he'd so set up a hit.

Current Mood: plotting

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

The gym's first ever Dive-In had been a huge success, meaning Barney had spent much of the morning taking interviews for the new lifeguard position he'd created.

Now he sat at his desk, pasting head shots onto pictures of the Babewatch chicks, trying to decide which uniform he liked better.

[Up today because I'm afk tomorrow!]

Current Mood: exanimate

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

There was a large signboard in front of Atlas Gym proclaiming the evening's event:

Swim Suit Up and Grab a Noodle!
Wednesdays at the Dive-In
Tonight's Feature - Space Battles IV: Fresh Dreams

Students, townies, and teachers alike could cuddle up on a raft or a noodle in the heated, Olympic-sized pool or the bubbly jacuzzi and watch Duke and Hanno save Princess Leanna from the evil Dark Helmet.

Current Mood: geeky

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Barney was doing nothing even remotely close to work as he sat in his office, feet up on the desk and phone plastered against his ear. He was trying to find just the right person to make the wedding cake, but Ted was being less than helpful.

"My grandmother would sell her soul to make frosting like that! Dude, how is it rude ask for her number?"

Apparently enough time hadn't passed on that one.

Current Mood: hungry

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

When Robin came into work, feeling all attractive and swaggery and boobless, she found a very disgruntled young woman behind the bar.

When she was done laughing, she assured him she'd be calling him Tina all night, and then wrote up a little sign.

Girly drinks and manly beer -- half price!
Or free if you tell who you are right away, thanks

And with that, she went back to admiring her own reflection in a back of a spoon.

[I AM AROUND ALL NIGHT WHAT UP.]

Current Mood: HEE.

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Barney had spent most of Friday making elaborate plans to take down Clark Butterfield. Everything was going perfectly, up until the bees escaped.

It was a miracle that he'd gotten to work this morning, face dotted with circular band aids. He slumped behind his desk with a cold compress pressed to his forehead.

Stupid nemesis.

Atlas Gym was open.

[going ocd-free as I watch me some Gossip Girl dvds, wheee!]

Current Mood: cranky

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

Robin opened the bar, completely thinking it was just a normal, boring Thursday night. She even bet Tino a dollar she could tie a cherry stem in a knot with her tongue in under a minute when she first arrived, because it was so slow and boring and normal.

She also lost a dollar. But that was secondary.

So Robin was settled in for a long, slow, completely dull and unexciting night.

Poor, stupid Robin.

[I AM AROUND, except for like 20 minutes around 7 EST in which I go to get dinner. (I know, you all love knowing every second of my availability, right?) Mod Tino for speedier service if you like, but I should be steadily glued to the computer tonight. :D]

Current Mood: good

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

When Barney arrived, he made certain the sign was still in the window, beckoning new employees to come and work in the best gym around.

Atlas Gym
Now Hiring
NOTE: MUST BE CAPABLE OF PULLING OFF SPANDEX
See Manager for complete list of requirements and expectations.

Instead of hiding out in his office, Barney sat up at the desk with the redhead ~~NPC~~ cycling instructor and talked scheduling. So, while the redhead was blathering on about her life and needs, he was sending cute texts to his fiance's phone.

Current Mood: textastic

baskiceball.livejournal.com

There was a lot of drinking at Caritas. A lot. Marshall was trying to drink away the horror of seeing a vampire. He was also wearing a ring of garlic around his neck. It was really best not to ask.

"I need to bless the water in these pistols," Marshall drunkenly explained to Tino, holding up two water guns. "Do you know how to make holy water?"

Tino shrugged.

After a moment's pause, Marshall made a gesture of a cross over his chest and said to the guns, "Rub a dub dub, thanks for the grub. Amen."

Tino rolled his eyes. Marshall was insane.

Current Mood: drunk

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Facebook was evil. Just when Barney thought he was finished with things like Oregon Trail, he got sucked into this Make Me A Celebrity thing.

But damn if he wasn't going to get to the top. Besides, he was making a killing at Pile of Balls.

Heee! Balls!

Atlas Gym was open.

[We're ocd free today, whee!]

Current Mood: bitchy

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

When Barney finally walked next door to the gym, it was with a renewed sense of ownership and innovation. Yes, he had plans to enact and people to hire and he started by setting out a sign:

Atlas Gym
Now Hiring
NOTE: MUST BE CAPABLE OF PULLING OFF SPANDEX
See Manager for complete list of requirements and expectations.

Barney was rather pleased with his creation. If only he still tasted like scotch it would be a perfect Friday.

Current Mood: pleased

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

Robin couldn't figure out why, the entire day, she'd had this weird, alcoholic taste in her mouth. Like, she wasn't objecting by any means, but she couldn't even remember the last time she'd even had vodka, which was what it reminded her of.

In any instance, Caritas was open, and Robin was curiously trying drinks to see what tasted gross to her now. She was kind of digging drinking cranberry juice at the moment.

[ETA: Yes, I totally missed this post. I fail. She'll give you body shots half off, though, if you suggest it. :D]

Current Mood: contemplative

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Barney was in the manager's office as usual today. The difference was he'd been up late the previous night and was taking a little nap at Wolverine's desk.

If anyone asked, he was practicing his yoga breathing and passed out from too much loser in his bloodstream.

[I so thought it was still Thursday for some reason.]

Current Mood: tired

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

Robin happily bounced into Caritas, gleefully taking her spot behind the bar.

To be honest, she'd kind of missed her job last week. Amidst all the being-a-dog-ness, anyway.

Which was why she was merrily working her way through some Scotch. For some reason, Tino didn't seem as happy to have her back. Weird.

Current Mood: chipper

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

There were days when Barney was just so bored with sitting around, waiting for one of his plans to go through or ~~for his friends to give their car a death sentence~~ a hot chick to arrive at the gym, that he whipped out perfect squares of brightly colored paper and worked some Japanese origami magic.

Barney Stinson, Master of Folding, Personal Trainer, Gym Manager was at your service.

Or, you know, hiding in ~~Wolverine's~~ his office from the cycling dudes. Their legs were scary.

Current Mood: bored

tinkerbitch.livejournal.com

Tink had had to pretend to teach today, and those days were always tiring. Molding young minds was exhausting, especially when one discovered one was completely out of absinthe.

So she zipped merrily along to her favorite place in the world, Caritas, because that was where absinthe lived when it wasn't staying at her place. And --

There was no bartender! Just that Tino guy! Excuse her?! How was she supposed to get drunk at this rate?! What a shoddy excuse for management this was! Why, why, she ought to ... ought to ...

... take the job herself, for the night, and use it to humiliate and mock anyone who came in attempting to get drinks! Refuse to serve anyone she didn't like! Guzzle everything in sight!

Caritas was open. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

(OOC: Faith's on vacay with Ghani and Renee. So ... Tink's running the bar. If you actually want liquor tonight, then either ( a ) prepare for some serious humiliation or ( b ) mod Tino ...)

Current Mood: devious

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