Look, okay, seriously, Summer loved and appreciated bubblewrap just as much as the next person, there was no denying the absolutely cathartic effect that came with popping it, but she was still maybe mildly hung over from Saturday's sangria night, and so it did not take long for Apu's dedication to BubbleWrap Appreciation Day to start getting on her nerves just a touch.

"Isn't it maybe just a little antithetical," she pointed out, "to appreciate something by destroying it?"

Which just lead to a far too deep philosophical counterpoint about how the benefits of bubblewrap did not merely stop at its ability to protect goods and products, especially when in transport, but to the greater and much-more far-reaching properities as a stress-relief mechanism for the popping enthusiast.

"Well, it's not doing much for my stress relief right now!" she countered.

To which he merely...almost beatifically....just handed her a fresh, unpopped sheet, nodded knowingly, sagely, and wandered away.

Only a few pops later, Summer sighed. "Yeah, okay," she allowed, "maybe he's right on this one."

Today's Squishy Flavors
Brandy Alexander
Brussels Sprouts
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

[[ and with *gasp* OCD! ]]

somethingwithturquoise

Oh, man. What a great week so far, and Summer was thrilled about it and in a great mood that evening, so great that she was back to showing off some bar tricks for her TikTok in her (very limited) downtime. Tino offered to help her film them, but she knew he was terrible and so she was good with just propping up her phone at a distance and hoping the supports didn't give way half-way through.

But, seriously, how could she not be in a great mood? Her classes were done for the semester, her boyfriend was back, and Troy's stupidity had actually made her life a little easier with his guerilla hiring practices.

Granted, since it was getting to be the end of the semester, she was pretty sure there was some real bullshit heading their way soon, but that was all the more reason to really this high while she still could!

Also it helped that she managed to convince Tino to wear one of those fake red noses from the gremlins hiding out in the back room. She knew they were going for the whole red-nosed reindeer thing, obviously, but it just made him look more like himself: a complete and total clown.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

First One Free with a Karaoke Song!

Lemon Cake
Arnold Palmer
Lemon Poppyseed
Tomato Krab Avocado Ribbon Salad

Someone had found an unexpected abundance of lemons in her kitchen that morning, yes, why do you ask?

And also, at point during the evening, a very oh-so-subtle covert addition had been made, with a picture and text sent accordingly:

And 10% Off For Blacksmiths!
Happy International Blacksmiths Day!
Totally Not a Thing I Just Made Up!
And Definitely on December 15th and Not May 28th Apparently??

Summer really needed to stop having conversations with herself on the specials board.

Caritas is open!

somethingwithturquoise

One of the biggest issues with teaching a Monday morning class, especially in the second period, was that it game Apu plenty of time without anyone to hold him back to set things up for whatever bullshit he was on that day. Summer was pretty sure he'd just given some chickens in capes an exestential crisis by letting them wander into the meat department, and he'd also, apparently, been trying to learn how to play the violin.

Emphasis on trying.

What was even more interesting was that he'd set up by the Squishy mahcine to busk and solicit tips with a violin case open at his feet as he tried to work his way through what Summer thought were supposed to be modern pop classics, but, honestly, it was really hard to tell among all the clearly wrong notes and unfortunate screeches of strings.

She was half tempted to go tell the cheese panda that she'd overheard Apu insulting French cheeses just to spark his ire or, conversely, trying to figure how much it would take to just pay the man to stop.

Welcome to Turtle & Canary

Free Earplugs Today!
It's the least I can do!

Today's Squishy Flavors
Ice Cream
Cocoa
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

hatesparadise

This might have happened last year as well, but there was really no preparation for piercing alarms going off before the sun was even up.

At least it wasn't cold out. That was possibly the only thing that kept this from being the worse thing ever. That one thing there.

Because everything else sucked.

[no ocd, just go ham!]

fates_jaye

Jaye strolled into work expecting a quiet night, only to see that Tino already had a line of shots across the bar. Like he was prepared.

"Gonna be that kind of night, huh," Jaye said, without even knowing why.

At least it would only be temporary, until the partygoers took their party elsewhere.

somethingwithturquoise

For the most part, Summer should...probably not be there at the bar right now. She probably should be home and resting, because she's apparently smoked about three days worth of a K-Zak Array in about three hours a few days ago, which would kill most people, but, after a couple days of some pretty gnarly detoxing and resting, she really felt like she was on the mend, and so she was back in Fandom that morning, making jello shots, going to shenanigans, and opening the bar for her usual shift just like any other Wednesday.

The bar that now, apparently, was set up like a control panel on a space ship, complete with steering wheel, so that was super fun to try to figure out while she was still not feeling 100% up to par and still had to contend with the occasional bout of nausea and dizziness from experiencing something that, by this point, most people would have been dead from.

"At least I'm not going to just assume it's a video game," Summer muttered to herself, as she experimentally pushed a button and was pleased to see that that made one of the beer taps flow.

"Now what about this steering wheel?" she wondered, looking over to Tino who had just figured out that a level opened up the ice bin. "Like, what, is the bar going to be the designated driver for everyone tonight?"

She wouldn't put it past Fandom to have randomly turned the bar into an actual spaceship, but an experimental twist of the wheel caused the lightening in the place to switch through the specturum of colors.

"Oooooooooh," said Summer, turning the wheel until she found a nice shade of pink to provide the backlighting for tonight, until she got sick of that and maybe decided to shift it to a nice purple or blue.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!
First One Free To All Wednesday Activity Participats!

PB&J
Blackberry Moonshine
Strawberry Ice Cream

Caritas is open!

badassprodigy

With classes now over, Barry went back to his shift at Dite's only to discover that after last week a lot of citizen on the island had made a lot of returns on broken.... electronic merchandise.

Honestly there was a whole pile there. After calling in some small roomba like devices to ensure they were all properly sanitized; Barry then sat down and began to repair each one trying very hard not to think of where each item might have been and how exactly they were broken.

somethingwithturquoise

Summer had pretty much been hard at work on planning something (a few somethings!) ever since her class got out yesterday, all thanks to a text she had received, and she was in the zooooone, because this was just the sort of thing that gave Summer life and worked as a nice distraction from, you know, thinking too hard about stuff that were sure to send her spiraling into one of those fun little 'disappear for a few days to shoot asteroids' sort of moods.

Anyway, either way, she got to the bar supes early to start getting things set up, so that by the time they opened, the whole place was decked out in yellow and white streamers, large glittering golden stars hanging for the ceiling, balloons fucking everywhere, there was clearly a theme, and if anyone needed any help figuring out exactly what was going on, there was a large banner draped above the bar that might help:

🌟🎉🌟 !!CONGRATULATIONS STARLIGHT!!!🌟🎉🌟
~Newest Member of the SEVEN!~

And if you thought Summer was going to just stop at decorations, um, hi? Have you met Summer?

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!
The Homelander
The Queen Maeve
The Black Noir
The Transluscent
The ~~Shitty Aquaman~~ The Deep
The A-Train

~and FEATURING!!~~

THE STARLIGHT

edit: (and also the Lamplighter, to wish him a happy retirement!)

Well, Annie....you did say you loved a theme! Girl did her RESEARCH, dammit. Shut up. But that wasn't all!

ALL DRINKS FREE IF YOU JUST GOT ACCEPTED INTO AN ELITE TEAM OF SUPERHEROES!

Also, ask my about my Super Saturday Starlight Space Party!

Caritas is open!

bigdamnprincipal

In the Student Council's defense, having "spring" be the base of the prom theme came up before there was pollen ravaging the air. Were they fully leaning into it now? Of course--welcome to your pastel-colored, glitter-covered steampunk-in-spring prom!

The Community Center had been decorated with all things steampunk - gears, wires, random shiny bits with glass in them - intertwined with flowers and vines and all covered with shiny pastel paint. (The non-shiny paint was buried too far back of the supply closet and really, was it even worth searching for?)

The food and punch were as normal as anything could be with all the pollen floating around, so hopefully you were just here to dance--tastefully, please.

[Arrive & Mingle | Photographer | Food and Punch | Dance Floor | Chaperones | Prom Court | OOC]

somethingwithturquoise

Summer promised Tino she wouldn't lock him in the back room like she had the last time this week had happened, because you know what? She'd grown a lot since then, she was more mature, and honestly? This last half year had been sort of like training for a marathon, or something, to better equip her to deal with this sort of thing and there were honestly times she felt she could almost, like, transcend it.

And then Tino threw out being locked in the office together, in no uncertain detail, and Summer caught herself actually considering it for a second and realized that her hubris was going to ultimately be her downfall in this if she wasn't careful, promptly took back her promise, and shoved Tino into the back room, and shouted through the door, "And think about what you've done!"

And a second later: "Wait, no! Don't! I'm pretty sure jello needs to be the worst thing that gets cleaned off those dart boards this month, okay??"

And honestly? This was fine. If she kept busy fending for herself behind the bar, maybe she'd be too busy to really notice everything else?

It was cute, that she tried, anyway.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!
Sex on the Beach
Blow Job
Oysters on the Half-Shell
(and of course:)
Red-Headed Slut

Sorry about the shapes of some of them, everyone! Summer swears, she doesn't even own any suggestive-shape molds, they just all mostly came out like that, anyway!

Caritas is open!

somethingwithturquoise

Hey, guess what, Caritas! Both your bartenders tonight were hungover!

Well, was it really hungover if you just kept drinking to stave off the side-effects? Whatever, it was still SPRING BREAK!, which meant that consequences were for sometime later! The crowd from yesterday had diminished slightly, but thanks to Tino's promotional efforts and Summer having worked the bar yesterday and made, like, a ton of new friends, it was still pretty hopping in Caritas for another night of Spring Break Shenanigans.

Summer absolutely did not have a voice today, between all the shouting she'd done literally all day yesterday (and despite having almost completely cleared out the cough drops on the shelves at the store earlier), but she wasn't going to let that stop her. And she had definitely super-relied on her jello maker that afternoon to prepare her shots (which meant that Barry had definitely received at least a couple of super relieved, gushing omg ilu texts whenever a batch came out perfect with very little effort). Sure, they weren't exactly her best work, but they were definitely boozy, and she was pretty sure that was going to be what most of the crowd tonight was going to care about.

They were, however, also definitely themed.

Look, she wasn't so trashed to forget that yesterday had been a very important day for a certain someone!

Wednesday STARLIGHT Jello Specials!
Champagne Sparkle
Starburst
Piña Colada
Cough-drop Sprinkled Cherry*

*That last one was definitely an oopsy that Summer decided to just roll with anyway.

Caritas is open!

badassprodigy

It was a new day and despite the cold or any misgivings, Barry was in Dite's today. And in a fit of inspiration organized specific merchandise by voltage usage and energy consumption.

And when he was done he realized that no one would understand that and started to move it back.

Really... he was just bored at work today and the experiments back in the warehouse were just going to take a while to finish their cycle so anything that was distracting was welcome.

long_memory

An abundance of orange juice had arrived at the bar today. Silver wondered if it was the world telling him not to get scurvy which was probably good advice considering the whole pirate thing. He wasn't about to complain. When life gives you oranges, you make screwdrivers.

[Open, OCD-free!]

throughaphase

Congratulations, Fandom! You survived another year! And to celebrate, a party!

Caritas was decked out in Christmas lights (that would not strangle you, promise), the zombies were playing New Year's Rockin' Eve types of hits, and gathered were plenty of hats and 2021 glasses for those who wanted to accessorize their fancy dress.

Sure, you wouldn't be kicked out if you didn't dress up, but it would be nice if you did!

SPECIALS
Jingle Juice Punch
New Year's Sparkler
Sugar Cookie Martini
Peppermint Bark Mimosa
Cranberry Mojito Mocktail

weirderthanthou

A large dome of glass had slid over the island overnight. Jesse had been by to poke at it, but there was just... no getting through it.

Now she was back.

"Yeah," Jesse said, "We have a problem."

She was currently behind her desk, trying to pry a strand of lights from her leg. She'd successfully murdered it - it wasn't moving anymore - but it was definitely stuck.

She rubbed her forehead. "Well, the door's still open," she said to her assistant, "At least I don't think we're going to be alone in figuring this out..."

Her assistant beamed and pushed the tiny cactus towards Jesse.

[[ open! ]]

somethingwithturquoise

You know what wasn't good in a bar filled with a lot of breakable things? Sudden creepy noises that made Summer jump, therefor making the occasional glass slip out of her hand onto the floor.

What really got her about this was that she was actually ninety-nine point nine percent sure that it had nothing to do with the creepy noises she'd heard on occasion throughout the day earlier and it was Tino making the noises just to mess with her.

Which made no sense, because then Tino had to clean up the broken glass, but, then again, when had Tino ever made any sort of sense ever? She supposed maybe he was doing it just to keep himself busy and force her to deal with all the customers, but when had that ever even been an issue?

Also, she was sort of wondering what sort of deal Kitty might have with her glassware supplier, because with the way things were around here, she really hoped it was a damn good deal, because they went through a lot of glassware around here, didn't they?

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

Cranberry Champagne
Chicken Cranberry Party Salad*
*with cranberry vodka!

First One Free with a Karaoke Song!

Caritas is open!

complexfemale

It was a decent enough day for a gothic disco carnival! The sun was shining, the booths and rides were all set up, and sure there were brooms popping up everywhere, but that's just Fandom for you.

And okay, sure, people might have woken up today to find that they'd lost or gained some powers and skills overnight, but that was fine! Dunk Anakin and feel better.

[OCD for this one is up! Kissing Booths | Dunk Tanks | Pie Tossing | OOC | Post II]

badassprodigy

Barry was not paying attention to any of the reorganization of various items throughout the store today. Though they were very colorful and... inventive.

No today, Barry was behind the counter and working on what appeared to be an ancient cellphone about the size and weight of a brick as well as what appeared to be a pager with a full qwerty keyboard.

There were wires, ancient circuit boards and a very active soldering iron happening at the counter today.

And all the time Barry was muttering something about ridiculous parallel universes.

thatwaslucky

Rey thought she'd lucked out yesterday, witnessing Duke's gremlin bite while being spared herself. And she had!

Today, though, she'd gotten to the park to do some drills and a gremlin had dropped out of a portal right in front of her and chomped on the bare part of her leg. ~~Look, you want the legacy, you gotta suffer through all of it.~~

Where had she gotten the schoolgirl outfit? Best not to think about it too much. Where had the autotune on her voice come from? Absolutely didn't matter! The important thing was the concert in the park that was happening. There was singing and dancing and everything.

"Oh baby, baby, how was I supposed to know
That something wasn't right here?
Oh baby, baby, I shouldn't have let you go
And now you're out of sight, yeah"

[It took me way, way too long to come up with one for her. SO VERY OPEN.]

defenderofdesmoines

Had Annie been told - repeatedly and explicitly - that Fandom didn't really need any kind of patrolling? Yep.

Had she gotten in touch with literally anyone at Vought? No.

So, in the absence of a clear answer, she hadn't done anything yet. She'd let Monday and Tuesday evenings pass uneventfully (though now she had an empty box of wine to recycle, so there was at least evidence she'd been here.) But by Wednesday, she'd had enough. She had to at least give it a shot here before just giving up. (And besides, she didn't know which Supes were supposed to be in charge of Baltimore these days, and it wouldn't do to step on toes. Even if she was increasingly doubtful that she was in her own universe so what did it matter?)

So, once the sun had started to set, Annie threw on her costume in irritation and made her way down to the streets. She stuck to the shadows, keeping an eye out for anything strange. She wound through the side streets and alleys she'd memorized during the day, occasionally shimmying her way up a drainpipe to get a better view from a rooftop.

(By the way, you know what was bullshit? Stairs. The stairs were absolutely bullshit. Like, Starlight's boots weren't super-impractical like some female Supes' she'd seen, but - damn it, that was a lot of stairs. Made it tricky to hide, too.)

The highlight of the evening, thus far, had been scaring the living hell out of a rickshaw driver (and then apologizing over and over again.) Now, Starlight was leaning against a wall and trying not to feel defeated, her arms crossed over her chest as she fought the urge to pull her phone out and check it. She was sure that if she let herself become distracted, that would be when something would turn up.

[open! feel free to catch her anywhere - Starlight is on a good old-fashioned patrol.]

somethingwithturquoise

Summer might have been a little bit excited to get back behind the bar again this week, for that nice rush of normalcy and something she enjoyed and having perhaps a overinflated sense of hope that everything about the weekend was now enough in the past that everyone was just moving on with their lives and things could get back to normal again.

A normal that included Tino apparently continuing a disturbing trend of animal-related gremlin bites and thinking he was the cheese panda from the store. But you know what? She'd take it.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

Cinnamon Bun
Sushi

**IF TINO OFFERS YOU CHEESE, PLEASE JUST TAKE IT**

They were, however, learning that frequent trips to the pond in the park did not seem to make gremlin venom wear off any faster.

Caritas is open!

badassprodigy

Barry was pretty much ignoring everything in the store today. One experiment back in the warehouse was needing lots of attention today so he was focused on his tablet and not much else.

Honestly a customer could come in and out and he probably wouldn't notice. In fact one had. Maybe two.

Regardless if you needed Barry's attention you might have to shout.

somethingwithturquoise

Something was definitely up when Summer got to the store that day; Apu had that sort of focus and busy-ness in him that immediately sent her into a suspicious and slightly nervous mode. Especially since she was making no effort to hide that she was watching him closely and knew something was up, but she was going to give him the benefit of the doubt and let him finish.

And then there was a sign. Summer narrowed her eyes at him with particular pointedness before going out to read what the sign he'd just put out actually said.

Welcome to Turtle & Canary!
Today Only!
One Free Package of Mostly Fresh Toilet Paper
included with every purchase!

...

"Mostly fresh? What does that even--" Thankfully, Summer managed to stop herself, holding up her hands, halting that entire train of thought. "You know what? No. Never mind. I don't need to know, I don't want to know, all I do know is just...no, okay? Just no."

But Summer! How else were they going to get rid of it?

Today's Squishy Flavors
Cream Filled Donut
Hoagie
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

[[ this was sent to me a million years ago and I just randomly remembered about it the other day, so here, enjoy, thanks THAT PERSON. ]]

thatwaslucky

Rey's day started easy enough, running through the course the opposite way than usual while being followed by drones, which was a totally normal thing to do. As it turned out, it was a very good thing that her reflexes/danger sense were good, and that she'd gotten pretty good at the jumps.

Because as soon as she finished the course and jumped down, she told the woodchucks, "We had a deal!"

[I think I just wanted to use this icon. Open!]

badassprodigy

Barry was not focused on anything at Dite's today. Not the things, or the other or the other things that really made him feel uncomfortable.

Today he was behind the counter and 100% concentrating on his tablet where he was working on a very specific algorithm. It was a very complex one. Taking in multiple factors which he could only guess at.

So if you needed assistance you might have to shout.

thatwaslucky

It hadn't been what she'd been going for, but it had been nice to be able to turn her brain off last night and not think about the last week for a while.

At the time. It'd been nice at the time.

This morning Rey wondered why anyone ever used that as a coping strategy because she was still thinking about it today and she had a throbbing headache. But she'd also decided that maybe she should like, talk about things, and so she'd also booked a portal home for the weekend, so at least something productive came out of this. Or at least, that's what she was telling herself.

She was sitting on the floor, looking like she was meditating, though really she was trying to see if she could refocus somehow. Or if the Force could cure headaches. Occasionally one eye would open to glare at the woodchucks because she knew they were planning something and today was not the day.

[Open! Please be loud.]

badassprodigy

Barry walked into the store today and-

"Who the fuck organized everything by color? The fucking things are mixed in with the other things and-"

Ugh.

"Fuck it. I don't care."

He went back behind the counter and worked on his plans for this evening.

"It does look nice though. Damn it."

somethingwithturquoise

Now that the shenanigans and the summer were pretty much over, Summer had sort of lost her hook to promote people trying her jello shots, but she did have a new idea percolating in her head for it. But with it being break week and the Rocky Horror thing going on tomorrow, she figured it was best saved for at least next week.

Which just meant mostly spending her free time behind the bar giving Tino the same sort of judgey looks he was trying to avoid from her by not reprising yesterday's fishnets, because she was kind of a brat like that.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

IT'S PSL TIME, BABY!
Lemon Jello with Hummus and Ouzo*

Caritas is open!

______________________________
*Shockingly, there are apparently no hummus jello recipes on the internet, and I hate that I was almost tempted to try and make this, just to see how it turned out. Thank god for laziness and veganism.

weirderthanthou

Jesse's head hurt from trying to get here without interference. Polaris pulsed and twisted through her mind, warding off flashes of Dylan and Ordinary and... and the Bureau and--

She had to focus.

She arrived in the park right after her message. She'd given everyone an hour to get here. So she was just... going to sit on this bench. And wait.

And hope Polaris held out.

[[ have at! ]]

weirderthanthou

Dark clouds were packing above the island.

Jesse didn't like it.

She'd shoved open her office door and kept it that way with a stack of binders, just in case anyone else thought they might need to knock. The amount of paper on her desk had now started to flood the floor.

"There has to be something."

[[ open with ocd ]]

badassprodigy

As rare as it was, Barry did actually sleep last night. And like most of the island had horrible nightmares that immediately woke him up. Bad enough that instead of even trying to go back to sleep he just came in early to work to-

Well. Just organize and take another inventory of sex toys.

How did Kathy convince him to do this?

[Open.]

weirderthanthou

"Something's not right."

It'd been the second night of bad dreams in a row. Bad dreams that Jesse seemed to have a hard time shaking now, worse than yesterday. Like the memory of Dylan's face was chasing her, pulling her back in at the strangest times.

She'd been dealing with strangeness for long enough to know when something was off.

Anyway, that was why her desk at Town Hall was currently covered in binders and stacks of paper. "There's got to be something in here," she said, flipping through another binder. "Nobody's seen a giant singing fish, right?"

Nina shook her head.

"Fuck," Jesse said succinctly.

[[ open with some ocd ]]

somethingwithturquoise

Summer had definitely wound up on some sort of manic roller coaster of a week, and the ride was definitely not over yet. Because she had dedicated herself to the idea of doing some honestly overdue maintenence on the ship in the off chance that a cute boy (and she'd already built herself up to the idea that he probably wouldn't, because, ha ha, why would he??) might stop by to check it out.

Either way, she was there at the scrapyard where she kept the ship and had access to some of Hera's old tools, feeling super cute and cas by rocking the whole mechanic vibe (what? You think she was going to change the oil on her spaceship wearing white pants? Come on now), and getting all up under her ultra-modified and very, very bright pink (with pink and white flames on the side!) VCX-series auxiliary starfighter to get to work. Work that very quickly sucked her right in, especially since she made a goal for herself to try to do as much as possible without having to consult the manual (it had been a while) and it was actually a really nice distraction from....everything, to just have something in front of her that was logical and made sense, where pieces could be put together easily and everything was orderly and maybe she could do something to boost the speed next time, and oh wait! Since she didn't have to worry so much any more about being subtle (you know, subtle, in her ultra-pink spaceship), she should really look into reinstalling some guns on the front end of the ship to up the fighting power again, which meant eventually rolling out from under the ship to relocate to the front to have a look at the mounts to see what they were working with and wondering where she could get her hands on some nice frontal ship laser cannons...

Something lightweight, obviously, and then there was keeping in mind that she wanted to eventually add a some sort of portal port, which would clearly need to go here, but then she'd have to rework a little bit of the mechanics here...

And then the fact that she really only marginally knew what she was doing and was sort of just guessing...

But it was kind of nice, having her mind actually focusing on (relatively speaking) just one thing for a change.

[[ and it's open! ]]

badassprodigy

It takes a lot to distract Barry. Today he was very distracted. Jumpy even. He was totally neglecting any kind of work that needed to be done in the store and had shut down his experiments at the warehouse so as not to screw them all up.

Instead he was just sitting there trying to compute social actions and the effect they may have in the course of a conversation.

It really wasn't going that well.

badassprodigy

Barry was back again in the shop and trying to ignore the various paraphernalia about him. Eventually to try and take his mind off what was around him he took apart one of the... devices and started to analyze its components which to be honest were pretty shoddy.

And of course now he’s designing one that is much more efficient.

Dite’s is open but the shopkeeper is distracted.

thatwaslucky

No insane heat, no clothing malfunctions, no overloaded pockets this week. Everything was totally normal.

Which in Fandom-adjusted terms meant that after the woodchucks began throwing things at her, she turned it into an exercise and encouraged them to throw more so she could try blocking the projectiles with the Force.

Yep. Totally normal.

[Open!]

hatesparadise

Running an apartment building was both more and less work than Danny had expected. It mostly seemed to take care of itself, but then weird things would just pop up on him.

Like the washing machine thing a few weeks back. Or the rotting turnips he found in what was apparently some kind of rec room ~~holo suite~~ for the building.

So, half the day was being spent on that particular crisis.

[open! Come get a place to live!]

badassprodigy

Anyone coming into the store today might notice a lot of whirring noises and the smell of disinfectant coming from the breakroom. Or at least the door leading to the breakroom that any customer might think was an office or a backroom.

Why? Don't ask.

Meanwhile Barry is behind the counter watching his tablet. Anyone looking at said tablet might notice a modified drone spraying down the walls, floors, ceilings and any surface in said break room.

Again: Don't ask.

[Open]

my_own_advocate

Maudlin wasn't a great mood with which to host an evening in a club. Lucifer had gone to Seivarden's in an attempt to disperse the last clouds of broodiness left over from the weekend, but it hadn't-- quite-- worked.

So fine. Tonight the club would host a disco-influenced pop-rock act instead of his work on the piano. The last thing he wanted to be caught dead with was repeats of Knockin' on Heaven's Door.

But that left Lucifer lurking at the bar, glass in hand, watching the stage. At least the band drowned out the infernal cutesy muzak of the island.

[[ open! ]]

my_own_advocate

The beach looked like someone had thrown an entire Pinterest board at it.

Strings of lights were strung between elegant poles, lighting up a fair portion of the beach (with the help of a few carefully-disguised generators, mind you). Large, stylized pots contained such multitudes of jasmine and lavender that at first glance they appeared to be bushes, instead - Seivarden's one contribution to the party.

Delicate paper screens carved the beach up into zones. Beach-classy lounge furniture sat on the sand, from chairs to sofas to even a bed or two. One corner held a stack of sheets, for anyone who didn't think bathing suits were appropriate eveningwear ('Togas encouraged!', the final Instagram post had said). Lucifer had supplied a ridiculous cooking setup for Duke in one corner, and a large bar ('open bar!' said the sign by it) stocked with almost every kind of alcohol known to man sat on the opposite side.

Even the water seemed to roll in like it figured it was part of an Instagram music video of some kind.

Seivarden had demanded a good party. And Lucifer had standards.

That it was extremely hot, that everyone had lost most of their wardrobe? That wasn't going to stand in the way of a bloody good party. There were ice cubes! Lucifer had brought a special freezer for extra ice cubes!

... and since it was Lucifer, no, he hadn't noticed the Truth Day thing yet.

[[ party! ]]

notaweenie.livejournal.com

Another day at Stark's with Barry and yet another portal opened to yet another dimension.

No fish or flying fruit today. Nope. Today it's just a tiny penguin who apparently thinks he's a knight. A rather annoyed penguin knight who keeps poking Barry to hurry him along and send the penguin back home.

"Quit fucking poking me or I'll deep fry you in clarified fucking butter!"

Barry was not a fan at being poked at.

notaweenie.livejournal.com

Today there was not fruit or fish floating through the air. Nope. It was just Barry fixing a toaster for some ~~NPC~~ person who still thought Stark's was a repair shop.

Wouldn't that customer be surprised when their toaster not only was fixed but could also materialize seventeen different types of bread at the push of a button.

Barry just figured putting bread into slots was for the non-imaginative.

[Open]

notaweenie.livejournal.com

Another day-

"GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!"

Another Thursday with mistakenly opened portal in Stark Industries. However this time instead of tiny floating goldfish-

"GET BACK IN THE FUCKING PORTAL"

It was floating lemons. Barry's life could be pretty effing weird at times.

notaweenie.livejournal.com

There were no fish floating around Barry today. Nope.

Instead there was just random citrus fruit showing up in the most irritating places where he was trying to work.

"MOTHERFUCKING ORANGES!"

Which of course led to a lot of swearing.

notaweenie.livejournal.com

So Tony had warned Barry about not blowing anything up when he had first taken the job. Luckily Tony had said nothing about accidentally opening portals to other dimensions. Which Barry had.

Also on the lucky side, Barry had not opened a portal to evil dimension. Nope. Just a dimension of goldfish that could swim through the air. Of which a small school was currently swarming around Barry as he tried to close the portal.

"Jesus fucking Christ! Go swim somewhere else God fucking damn it!"

Unluckily Barry had no patience for flying goldfish.

notaweenie.livejournal.com

Okay, so being a "dad" was just fucking weird. About as weird as a stable wormhole coming into Fandom but with multiple entrance points from various dimensions, space and time.

So if you think Barry was going to pass up on the chance of studying it, you were wrong.

Barry had his mobile lab set up outside of the portal and was in the process of sending various probes into the portal but something was off on the telemetry and was causing problems with the transdimesional signal coming back to his sensors.

And he was doing his best not to swear about it.

[Open but with warnings for slowplay]

myownface

Upon entering the Town Hall tonight, dance attendees might notice a very definite theme tonight! A very definite, very sparkly theme tonight, with enough glitter strewn around the place that there were, in fact, glitterdrifts piling up around the edges of the dance floor. Everything was glittery, or sequiny, or rhinestoney, with a sort of sci-fi punk sensibility about it. Ish.

You'd be surprised how difficult it was to find 'Glitterpunk' as a genre on google for reference.

Welcome to Homecoming 2014
GLITTERPUNK!

stacyexperiment

The carnival was still going strong, and of course the booths were always a big draw! Whether you wanted to kiss someone, see them sopping wet in late October in Maryland, or just throw pie in their face, there was plenty more to do!

There was probably still glitter involved somehow.

[Post I | Kissing booths | Dunk tanks | Pie tossing | OOC]

stacyexperiment

Soooo the carnival was out this year, due to that whole murder carnival this summer. But it did bring the arrival of the Homecoming Fall Festival, which was open nice and early for everyone to get playing around and mingling. You might even be enticed to come in just by the dulcet sounds of the zombie band playing at the concert stage. Yeah, that was a thing that was happening.

There was plenty of new fall-themed stuff going on to see and explore, and who doesn't want to catch up with everyone who's come into town for the weekend? Come one, come all, and remember to stick around for the parade! Because this was a town full of stairs and that was gonna be interesting.

Oh and you were almost guaranteed to leave with glitter on your person but you knew this job was dangerous when you took it.

[Food | Tables | Pick a Pumpkin | Petting zoo | Music Stage | Corn maze | Hay bale obstacle course | Homecoming parade | OOC | Post II]

iceolatedqueen.livejournal.com

Elsa was maybe the slightest bit distracted at work today. Oh, she was still getting the job done, putting out new stock on the herbs shelf, dusting around the crystals, that sort of thing. But occasionally she'd catch a glance of herself in a reflective surface, start just a little, and have to pause to stare.

She was wearing jeans again this week, for Lady Ghanima's class, and this week, in a fit of daring, she hadn't brought a change of clothes along for afterward.

She hadn't decided just what to make of what she was seeing, yet.

Hips. She was seeing quite a lot in the way of hips.

They were a little distracting.

[Open, OCD-free!]

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