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Originally, this was going to be a much smaller event, but then Fandom had to be Fandom and Portalocity had to be Portalocity, and now Zoe was wondering if there would be enough food for everyone or if she'd have to get things from the local restaurants.

For the moment though, everything was set up nicely. There were tables and chairs set up with blue and gold tablecloths, each covered with glitter from years of use. There were balloons, streamers, and other slightly tasteful decorations, also covered in glitter from years of being stored with things that were also covered in glitter. Don't worry, no one had died from a glitter overdose yet.

Once the food was set out and the (non-tainted) punch was ready, it seemed like things were as good to go as they'd ever be. If things got too crowded, hopefully a fire marshal wasn't among the folks who had come back to town.

[We appear to have broken the post, huzzah! Please use these links to get around: Arrive/Mingle | Food/Drink | Dancing | Shadowy Corner | Corner of 2005 | OOC]

makemyownway.livejournal.com

Like so many weekends before it, the calm of a September Saturday morning was interrupted by the unscheduled opening of a portal in the park. This one sprang to life in a blaze of blue and gold and a burst of glitter before settling into something more stable.

The first to flood out were a score of squirrels, followed by some alots, a few teal deer, and some gremlins who had left Fandom to seek their fortune through biting. Then humans, humanoids, and those we never asked about too closely came through the portal.

Welcome back to Fandom, alums! Even if you hadn't planned on being here this weekend!

[OOC: Feel free to establish your folks coming through if they aren't taking alternative methods to arrive! HAPPY TENTH ANNIVERSARY, FANDOM! Come hang out in the IM chatroom gogremlins if you have time to kill and want to catch up/squee/find out what people have done IRL over ten years...]

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]

throughaphase

So far it was only drizzling a little, so Kitty decided to hit up the Kwik Stop for a few things. Since leaving the helicarrier, she'd made good on her promise to do some waiting on Clint, and figured that she'd get some things and head back to the house. Plus by all the signs around the place there was some huge sale happening, so it looked like she had good timing there.

Yep, a totally normal day. Surely nothing would be happening, really!

[Post is totally open pre-sharknado. Post-sharknado it's just for those already in the store. Because it's hard to walk into what's basically an aquarium, yo.]

demonbelthazor

Bel wasn't sure what he was doing in Fandom. He'd just been bored, he guessed, and heading to the island to see what was going on seemed as good an idea as any. Well, ignoring the fact that usually there was some sort of major disaster or something going on whenever he happened to visit.

And it was usually Anakin's fault, of course. He still blamed him for the whole Umbridge thing for inconveniently dying and all.

So he just wandering around town now to see what was going on, as you do.

[Open, but major SP for me as I have guests and it's Pride weekend, wheee. :D ]

Current Mood: bored

nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com

It had been made clear to Ron that there was a strange problem going about the island. This problem involved the sudden disappearance of many of the town's residents. Personally, he felt it was rather a matter of personal responsibility, but as the mayor he should make some effort to find them again.

And then advise them all to take some self-defense lessons. Because really now.

Anyway, he'd been scouting the woods for a while now. Rifle in hand, quiet, listening. Watching. So far? No hint of anything. Maybe they were all involved in a cult, like Communism.

...

There was a clearing. There was a very large clearing. Ron could not remember seeing this clearing on any maps. But it was there. And it was full of people-- in various stages of dress (and that dress varied from the weird to the bizarre)-- sprawled across the grass.

"Definitely a cult."

He cleared his throat and backed away. They could deal with... their own business.

[ this is your post-BDE wake-up post! injuries sustained during the BDE can be kept or discarded at your leisure. ]

izzy-on-her-own.livejournal.com

Since going back to her room at the hotel probably wasn't the best idea after the detention raid, Isabel and some of the others had made there way to one of the safe spots in the warehouse district. It seemed the best place to lay low for the time being.

Since people still needed food, Isabel made a call to a sympathetic barista at the Perk and slipped out the door. Thirty minutes and one dead Madri later, she returned with two boxes of coffee and a bag of bagels. It wasn't much, but it was probably better then anyone that had been in detention had seen in a while.

"Who's hungry?"

[For former detainees & resistance types please]

Current Mood: determined

stillajackass.livejournal.com

Before a morning of harassing the citizenry and making sure they were keeping in line, a demon needed a hearty breakfast. So Bel was stopping for JGoB for some sustenance.

Of course, Fandom had other ideas, and as he reached for the door to pull it open, ( he just had to pause and break into song: )

A lesser man might have facepalmed. Bel just shrugged and smirked when he was done. Accurate.

[ooc: Open! Though I'm at work with a sore hand so SP might be a thing. FYI Bel is pretending to be loyalist, but a select few know he's actually Team White Hat. If you want to know just poke me first to make sure it's all good.

(And yes, he did do the appropriate dance moves. ;) ]

Current Mood: naughty

endsthegame

( And then they found a mirror, and a book, and something to do with both. )

~

( And so with a flash of light, one team found themselves in a dark and drab swamp... the other, in another place entirely. )

[[ just a little bit more in the ocd, and after that, stay tuned... but already I offer a great big thank you to everyone who signed on to do this. you were absolutely magnificent. ]]

endsthegame

( In which Finale Team 2 deals with cowboys and aliens, and Anakin does not abandon Bel in Special Collections (barely). )

[[ again, more in the comments... ]]

not-the-irs.livejournal.com

Now firmly under the control of Mr. White, the Auditors were becoming a little... more coordinated. They had found some of their powers failing that morning, which was terrifying, but then Mr. White had given them that look and they had given in to their bodies' apprehensiveness and scurried off.

Now...

"We must learn more," Mr. White crowed loudly. "Most of the humans are in there." He pointed at the school. "That is a fact."

The hundreds of Auditors gathered in front of him nodded meekly.

"So we must study it from the inside," he continued, "This is also a fact."

Another unanimous nodding session.

"Those inhabiting the town are also of interest," he added, "Which is also a fact."

More nodding.

"They have proven hostile so far. Also a fact. That means we can only conclude one thing."

He held up the axe. A good chunk of the Auditors held up their own weapons, mostly because they didn't want to be singled out for another experiment.

"CHARGE!" Mr. White yelled.

The throat protested. Interesting.

Seven hundred Auditors charged through the streets of Fandom.

[[ ocd up! Have at! Note that after this, all of Fandom besides the school and dorms is gone, so be sure to read the OCD. Also, if you need an excuse to get your character out of the affected areas, the Auditors are everywhere and they're going to be very hard to miss. ]]

rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com

There were more glittery moose decorations than you could shake a stick at (not that the Student Council recommended shaking a stick at a moose) and the slight breeze from the crisp fall day was making some of the decorative maple leaves rustle around the many booths that had been placed in the park.

After you've had your fill of games and food, who wouldn't want to throw a ball or a pie at Jamie Madrox? And other people, of course, but mostly Jamie!

[Post I | Kissing Booths | Dunk Tanks | Pie Tossing | OOC]

Current Mood: excited

bigdamnprincipal

Although the weekend was almost over, the esteemed alumni of Fandom High were not getting away without one last get-together. The park had been deemed too cold for the event, so the community center had been set up again with tasteful blue and yellow streamers and real flowers on the tables, although there might have been a few paper flowers still lying around from last night too.

There was plenty of food just waiting to be eaten, and if someone asked nicely, they might be able to acquire a drink or two as well. It was five o'clock somewhere.

endsthegame

The first arrivals to the warehouse would have found nothing - until the lights went on, dropping many shades of glitter down onto the floor. The glitter would stick around all night, almost-but-not-quite clashing with the colorful decor, though it did not seem to incite any boykissy.

Even if one of the janitors definitely took a shot at using it as an excuse.

There was a karaoke booth set up in the corner, and the rest of the party environment looked chaotic and incredibly merry. Reds, blues, and yellows had been thrown together like a crazy man had attacked the place with some paint.

Welcome to your April Fools' Dance, children, adults, and alumni.

[[ ~~wait for the~~ ocd up, have at! Arrival | Food and Drink | Shadowy Corners | Karaoke | Dance Floor | Bathrooms | OOC ]]

fratboybitch.livejournal.com

Current Mood: excited

nomoreveruca.livejournal.com

With Paige having thankfully agreed to watch Nicky for an hour or two, Cally went to do something she'd not done in such a long time.

She sat down at Chilly Boulder, armed with a spoon, her prize in front of her. It wasn't extravagant, just a simple hot fudge sundae with walnuts and a cherry on top. But when she placed that first spoonful against her tongue, the shock of fresh cream and sugar and chocolate just made her let out the teeniest of whimpers.

Gods, life in the Fleet would have been almost tolerable, if only they'd had hot fudge sundaes, she thought.

She'd bring home dinner for Paige and Nicky after this. But for now, she was having her dessert first.

[ooc: Very open, if you'd like to interrupt!]

just-add-starch.livejournal.com

It was a new day and there was no better way to start a new day than with the continuation of the carnival. There was still snow coating the ground but the atmosphere was as lively as ever. 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.

[Kissing Booths | Dunk Tanks | Pie Tossing Booths | OOC | Post 1 | OCD is up! Go wild!]

Current Mood: cold

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]

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! Concessions | Tables and Chairs | Make Snowpeople | Snowball Fight | OOC | Second Post]

rocksthescarf.livejournal.com

Chuck was still eating cotton candy by the time he got to work. Shut up, it mixed great with scotch.

"Screw off," Chuck said, slapping Tino's hand away when he tried to go for some. "This is mine."

As if he was going to share cotton candy deliciousness.

Current Mood: content
Current Music: We Are Scientists - Nobody Move, Nobody Get Hurt

ihavenocodename.livejournal.com

Town Hall was all decked out in harvest theme with this being so close to Halloween and all. Pumpkins and squash and random corn! The corn, people! Think of the corn! But please, for the love of all that is holy, don't allow your children near it. Especially not the creepy gingers.

There was plenty of food and punch--not yet spiked--set to the side of the spacious room. Which left plenty of space for the general mulling about that kids were so fond of these days. Or dancing. And even the occasional dark bits in which to lurk. Have a fun homecoming, kiiiiids and remember to vote!

[[ Quick Links for when they're needed: Arrive and Mingle | Pictures | Foodnomnom | Dance Floor | Shadowy Corner | Chaperones | OOC ]]

tyler_gone

Tyler paced the gym barefoot as the fighters assembled. "Graduates," he began. "Students. Teachers. People who work in town. Miscellaneous others. Welcome to fight club."

"We're glad to have you here," Ghanima continued smoothly. "But if you're here, you fight. If, for some reason you cannot fight, we ask you stay towards the back. This isn't a place for voyeurism. If you want a show, go find a television."

"Ghanima, you speak my language," Tyler informed her., before turning back to the group. "Two people to a fight, fights end when someone goes limp or says stop. We are not trying to kill each other here; we're trying to train. We're trying to improve. Got questions, ask one of us." He looked at his cohort. "Anything else?"

"Rules are on the door," she said crisply, "but we're happy to answer any inquires you may have."

"Now go hit the mats or go home."

[OOC: Preplayed with

atreideslioness. Up early for SP; guests welcome.]

idontlooktired.livejournal.com

It was the Grads' Brunch in the park today, as the brightly coloured banner -- CONGRATULATIONS, CLASS OF 2008! -- indicated.

There were lots of tables and chairs set up in the park, under sails for shade, and long tables groaning under the weight of the food and drink. Not just traditional ~~moddable~~ brunch foods, but a wide selection of ~~also moddable~~ greek dishes and delicacies.

Coffees, teas, punch, juices and softdrink were only some of the ~~also also moddable are you sensing a theme here?~~ wide range of drinks.

Music played quietly in the background, the speakers hanging from the trees, and bocce ball and croquet had been set up. There was even space for dancing, a hard floor having been laid over the grass between the trees.

It may be the Grads' Brunch, but everyone was welcome! Come and congratulate the class of 2008!

[ooc: What it says up there! This is a picnic to celebrate the 2008 graduates and their guests, but it's open to all of Fandom.

Plz wait for OCD

OCD? We has it.]

not_in_the_book

Not far from where the Skeleton Tea had been held earlier in the day, there was a tent that had been erected, with thiny, gauzy material and bone-like poles. ~~Not dirty.~~ The lights were soft as the evening grew darker, casting a welcoming, yet vaguely spooky illumination on the proceedings.

The proceedings of PROM.

One side of the tent was open, backing against a grove of trees; there were a few lights among them, but for the most part they offered shadowy nooks for anyone who wished to be a bit apart from the main action. The rest of the tent was enclosed, save for the entrance, and the same skeletons who'd worked the Tea earlier were at the refreshments table, ready and willing to serve any students or chaperones who approached. At one end of the table was the ballot box for prom court voting.

The music was just getting started, and the dance floor was yet to fill up, but regardless, Fandom High Prom 2008 was underway!

[~~Wait for~~ OCD is up! Have fun, everyone!]

not-an-answer.livejournal.com

With a prisoner in the cells and most of her paper work done, Renee's morning was less annoying than she thought it would be.

She eyed the coffee Cooper gave her and shrugged, just brewing a pot of it. A celebration for the psycho no longer being on the streets.

Or something.

notstakedyet.livejournal.com

Angel had been reluctant to ~~dance becamse OMG~~ leave Logan in Neptune. But he did want to see his friends as well. So he'd compromised by skipping the first night of Homecoming and showing up for the second.

After some ~~handwavey~~ phone calls to let folks know he was in town and where they could find him, he took a seat at The Perk with a cup of black coffee and waited.

[ooc: if you think Angel called you, he did. Perk also open for more general Perky needs. SP is love]

Current Mood: nostalgic

once-a-king.livejournal.com

The first thing that might be noticed when students walked into the Town Hall was the towering stone troll statues that had been dragged in to grace the corners of the dance floor. It being Homecoming and a semi-formal dance, the trolls were decked out appropriately in hats, glitter, and togas. Fairy lights were strung across the ceiling, some twined with streamers and some dripping glitter and confetti across the dance floor.

The walls were decorated with blown up pictures of significant events at Fandom: Graduations, the school blowing up, the Christmas pageants, plays, carnivals, zombies, all the moments that make Fandom Fandom. Given a place of honour on the walls were a mock up of an exploding volcano, a massive gremlin in a bow tie, and, of course, the Stickbug flag.

Large lit up snowmen congregated around the punch bowl against a snowy backdrop and across the ballroom near the stage, there was a mural of large dinosaurs reaching up to enjoy a glittery streamer dinner. The wall of the door though had the biggest picture of all - a painting of the island at night from across the water.

As students dropped off their wraps, they were pointed to vote for Homecoming Court then encouraged to proceed into the ballroom.

[OOC: Chaperones and Security please ping in as soon as possible. The second post will be going up in about five hours (or when browsers start to break) but this post is very SP friendly. ~~PLEASE wait for the~~ OCD is UP and POST IS OPEN]

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

A series of tents (in various sizes) and covered walkways had sprung up all over the park by midday. There were lots of open spaces, but one could easily get to any part of the carnival without venturing out into the sunlight. Only some of the seating and the big rides - the Ferris wheel, swings, and merry-go-round sat out in the open.

The sounds and smells reached all inhabited parts of the island and it was hard to miss all of the bright colors.

[[OOC:

ETA:

Links to threads for those whose browsers can't open the whole post:

Concessions
Tables and Chairs

Rides:
Ferris Wheel
Carousel
Swings
Funhouse
Tunnel of Love
Bumper Cars
Tilt-a-Whirl
House of Mirrors

Games:
Beanbag Toss
Whack-a-Gremlin
Strength Test
Target Practice
Duck Pond
Sand Sculptures

Mud pit!

OOC

The Homecoming Carnival is open to all residents of Fandom. Weather modding says that any showers predicted for today will miss the island completely. It is a lovely fall day, if a bit warm. This is post one of two and has the concessions, seating, games, rides, and the mud pit which are all free to mod. The second post is here. OCD is up! Have fun!]]

demonbelthazor

It was close to midnight when three people and two cats made their way slowly through town. Sure, Bel could've shimmered them directly from the dorms to California, but this gave them an excuse to linger a little longer.

When they reached the causeway, Bel and Phoebe set down their bags (well, Anders set down Phoebe's bags, because he wouldn't let her carry them herself). The cats sprawled on a patch of grass as the three of them stood there in silence for awhile.

[For

futurebucs_star and

future_visions. Last post for Bel and Phoebe, but goodbyes can still be said here.]

Current Mood: sad

sensethevisions

It was Phoebe's last shift at Caritas and she was feeling a bit mopey about it.

She wandered around the club, making sure everything was in its rightful place for the last time. She helped duct tape the zombies back together and she even hugged the leader.

Back behind the bar, she straightened things up, and she and Tino had a toast... or two.

Caritas is open.

a-phale.livejournal.com

It was Tuesday, which meant Aziraphale was behind the bar at the Nest, polishing glasses and working a crossword all at the same time. And he was in a pretty cheerful mood, thanks to the recent departure of a certain crazy woman in pink.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Celebration
Victory Collins
Happy Ending

[ooc: I'm AFK until later this evening, please mod Musubi in the meantime.]

sensethevisions

The zombie band was playing all kinds of different music. Their current selection?

"Ding Dong The Witch Is Dead!" They keep changing "Witch" to "Umbitch". Can't imagine where they might have gotten an idea for lyrics like those. No idea.

Phoebe and Tino looked like they might be having a drinking contest. Who could tell with the two of them.

Caritas is very definitely open.

[[OOC: Bouts of SP while I deal with OMG Migraine O Dooooooom]]

ETA: Lounge thread between Phoebe and Eve NFB.

sensethevisions

Was accidentally posted here

I blame being brain fried.

sound-loyalty.livejournal.com

Kabuto was only a little bit late for work, but Musubi had already opened the bar for him. He nodded his thanks to her as he made sure the place was clean, then took his place behind the bar. Pulling out his notebook, he went back to the project he'd been working on for the past few days.

sensethevisions

Phoebe was in a mood when she got to work. She was nice to the zombies and helped get them set up and then... she started writing something on a whiteboard she had brought in with her. When Tino saw what she had written, he laughed.

THURSDAY NIGHT SPECIAL!
If you have a roommate of the opposite gender, you get half off the price of your drinks!

She didn't think the boss would mind as she knew this plus the proclamations the temporary principal was making would get people to spend more money in here.

And she knew that making money was an excellent thing.

sensethevisions

Phoebe was a little more cheerful than she had been earlier, even if her leg was aching a bit. She had made sure to follow all of the instructions James had given her and was now helping Tino put the zombies back together.

Aftre that, she pulled a stool behind the bar and then went to unlock the doors.

Caritas was open.

sensethevisions

Phoebe had been trying to hide from the random soundtracks popping up all day. It wasn't going so well.

So taunt me and hurt me,
Deceive me, desert me,
I'm yours 'til I die,
So in love,
So in love,
So in love with you, my love, am I.

"Couldn't you have followed me around with a better damn song?" she demanded angrily.

So taunt me and hurt me,
Deceive me, desert me,
I'm yours 'til I die,
So in love,
So in love,
So in love with you, my love, am I.

She got the zombies put together and unlocked the doors. Once behind the the bar she looked at Tino.

"Quarters?"
"Can we pretend we're using quarters and just drink?"
"Good plan."

It was going to be an interesting night for the patrons of Caritas if this was how the two of them were starting out the shift.

Current Mood: annoyed

sensethevisions

Phoebe got to work early and helped put the zombies in their correct forms and helped tape them together as well.

"One of these days, one of you is going to lose a body part permanently, you know."

She cleaned up the bar and unlocked the doors.

Caritas was open.

demonbelthazor

Bel was busily trying to set things up for Anders's surprise birthday party. He'd ~~handwavily~~ picked up a cake earlier, along with a bunch of pizzas. Phoebe wasn't feeling very well, but she was supposed to bring Anders there at 7:30, or just send him down if she wasn't feeling up to it.

The Underworld wasn't big on parties. Bel was a little out of his element here.

[OCD ~~coming~~ is up!]

Current Mood: dorky

sensethevisions

Phoebe was in a very cheerful mood as she moved around the club, straightening things out and talking to the zombie band.

She bounced around so much that Tino gave her funny looks -- which she just ignored or grinned at him about.

When everything was set up to her liking, she opened the doors.

Caritas was open.

Current Mood: bouncy

sensethevisions

Phoebe helped tape the zombies to their correct parts and talked to them for a few moments about their music.

She was in a pretty cheerful mood and thought that today's workshop had gone pretty well... even with the interesting Arthurian discussion that Wyatt and Anders had segued into.

After making sure everything was in its proper place, Phoebe unlocked the doors.

Caritas was open.

[[OOC: SP is love as work and a major server being down for two days has killed me and my brain. Pings from Phoebe will happen, just slowly. If you need faster service, please mod Tino -- I need a Tino icon. :).]]

Current Mood: cheerful

demonbelthazor

Bel was once again blowing off working in the afternoon. The weather wasn't particularly pleasant, but after the conversations he'd had with Angel and Anders yesterday, he was in a pretty damn good mood, smiling at nothing in particular as he walked through the park.

Current Mood: pleased

sensethevisions

After a day that she had started out nervous about teaching her first workshop had ended in surprise to see her big sister Prue as her student, Phoebe was a little distracted as she got to work that night.

She got the zombies taped up and then took up a place behind the bar.

Maybe she could get Tino to play quarters with her again.

{{OOC: AFK for a few to run some errands. So SP or Mod Tino if in a hurry}}

sensethevisions

Phoebe spent twenty minutes playing "Connect The Parts" with the zombies. This seemed to amuse them to no end. Tino leaned against the bar and watched her with a bemused smile.

"Next time you guys do this to me, you are so not going to like where I connect your parts and with what," she threatened.

Caritas was open.

[[OOC: Bouts of slowplay due to ze migraine of doooom.]]

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris was only slightly wary of this whole 'family breakfast' thing. He knew it was a bad plan for Grams and Grandpa to be in the same place. And Mom was bringing Lindsey and would expect him and Wyatt to be nice. And Aunt Phoebe was bringing both of her boyfriends, which he could only imagine Grams and Grandpa would not be pleased about.

Hopefully the Perk would still be standing after this morning... which, given Fandom's track record lately... was probably even odds.

[ooc: Yes, there is going to be a dysfunctional Halliwell family breakfast at the Perk, but it's open for your own Perkly needs. Minor OCD to keep things neat.]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

The music is playing, the glitter is everywhere and outside the tent, the gondoliers are occasionally bursting into song.

Prom 2007 continues!

[~~please wait for OCD!~~ Have fun!!!!]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

No matter what the weather was on the mainland, the weather over the Fandom had warmed up to a beautiful spring evening, just perfect for a night of dancing.

A large tent had been set up in the park and it glowed with the soft light of what seemed like a million small white lights. The path leading up to the tent crossed a small bridge and then split, one walkway leading up to the tent, the other leading to the pond where a small dock had been set up. Two gondolas were waiting to take anyone who wished to go on a ride around the pond.

Inside the tent, numerous colorful backdrops made it seem like the students had been transported to Saint Mark's Square. The only thing missing were the pigeons.

Off to one side stood a table with a box for the final votes for the Prom Court.

It was time for Prom 2007.

[OOC: Up early for Slow-play. ~~Please wait for the extensive OCD.~~ Have at it!]

absolutesnark

After Music is Love, Piper wandered over to the Perk. She had ~~handwavily~~ let some people know she was in town and hoped some of them would stop by for a visit. She got herself some coffee and sat down, waiting.

[ooc: Anyone who wants to talk to Piper is welcome to, or feel free to use for any Perk needs.]

absolutesnark

After checking on Cally to make sure she was okay, Piper headed to The Perk to meet with Phoebe. Since she was in town, she might as well attempt to talk to her sister again. The silent treatment was starting to get old.

She ordered some coffee, found a table, and waited.

[ooc: open for all perk needs; Piper's only in town today, so if anyone wants to talk to her, this is the place to do so, especially certain fake family members. :)]

sensethevisions

Phoebe was feeling a little bit better (thanks to the attentions of her boyfriend and the medicines he kept thoughtfuly bringing her) by Thursday, so she was more than happy to show up for her shift at Caritas. She was looking forward to seeing the new students that had arrived and meet some of them, as well. The only cloud on her mood came from thinking about the phoen call she had received earlier from Aziraphale. She hadn't been listening to the radio lately, so she hadn't known that her big brother was ill. As she cleaned up tables and the bar, she decided that after she closed tonight, she would head over to the clinic and sit with him for awhile.

First, however...

She made her way to the stage and helped put the drummer back together. "I don't think I want to know what you were doing to end up like this," she muttered as she finished putting his pieces in order.

She shook her head and headed to the bar after unlocking the door.

Caritas was now open for the evening.

[[OOC: Posted early by request.]]

Current Mood: chipper

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Around the Island
---       Fandom Town
---       Fandom Clinic

Communications
---       Radio News Recaps
---       Student Newspaper
---       IC Social Media Posts

Off-Island Travel
---       FH Trips

Once Upon a Time...
---       FH Wishverse AU

Out-of-Character Comms

---       Main OOC Comm
---       Plot Development
---       OOC-but-IC Fun

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Disclaimer

Fandom High is a not-for-profit text-based game/group writing exercise, featuring fictional characters and settings from a variety of creators, used without permission but for entertainment purposes only.

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