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puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

There was no bouncer at the entrance to the Community Center, all the better for any underclassmen to sneak into the night's festivities and pray that their own official final dance in Fandom would be half so...red. To be technical, the shade was rust.

Thankfully to the more practical among the StuCo Prom Committee, the Mars theme lended itself to plenty of starry twinkle lights and a decadant foggy mist rising from the dance floor that might just help the chaperones in their quest to look the other way when students got too handsy. That was really all that mattered at an event like this. Well, other than the food on hand and the ability for the punch to merge well with whatever spirits were 'accidentally' dropped into over the course of the evening.

For this was a night to be remembered! Even if all that stuck in the memories of the students was the terrifying spacemen floating around the giant papier mache Mars that dangled in place of a disco ball over the dance floor. Or perhaps it would be the fantastic flavor of the fiery fountain of cherry pie filling. Fake fire, of course, but the filling? Totally real and delicious. Even if it looked a little too much like fiery blood for some people.

Welcome to your 2012 Fandom High Senior Prom!

[ Arrive + Mingle | Photography | Punch + Pie | Chaperones | Dancing | Shadowy Corners | OOC1 | ~~PSST: Go vote!~~ | Post2 ]

Current Mood: pleased

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

Today, Nathan had bet Tino a month's pay that he couldn't go up on stage and sing Bette Milder's most famous song and get a standing ovation from the zombie band. Tino, being a dumbass, took the bet (because money was money) and was now up there belting the song out like a twat.

Too bad Nathan had bribed the band earlier to just boo Tino the fuck off the stage. Hey, no one said he played fair.

Current Mood: devious

need-no-moon.livejournal.com

Jake hadn't really meant to start counting the months, but Caroline's insistence to take it one milestone at a time had made him all too conscious of every milestone that ticked by. They were at nine months now and while that hardly warranted a huge celebration, he didn't want to just sit in her room the whole day either. He wanted to do something normal and Monday's class had stuck in his head.

Which meant that Jake was dragging Caroline through the rain and into town to eat ice cream. Never mind that this wasn't a warm summer holiday and they weren't in Venice. (Or had that been Florence? Um, some Italian city.)

"I think we should get a sample of all the flavours they've got," he announced once he closed the door behind him, shutting out the rain and wind.

[Jake is here for Caroline, but Chilly Boulder is open to all.]

Current Mood: hungry

endsthegame

During the afternoon, workers had built up a large firepit in the center of the park. Smaller ones were built a short distance away from it, just to make sure nobody froze during the festivities.

There was ice on the pond, thick ice, and someone had set up a small booth alongside it renting out skates for the night. Closer to the bonfire, there was a buffet, partly already cooked (and with cocoa, too!), partly set up with raw meat, fish, marshmallows and vegetables for the more enterprising crowd who might want to roast something over one of the fires.

Lights hung in the trees, and the fires blared merrily. Fandom was ready for the changing of the years, and all were welcome.

[[ ~~wait for the~~ ocd up! | Arrive/Mingle | Food & Drink | By the Bonfires | Skating | Countdown | FIREWORKS! HAPPY NEW YEAR! | OOC ]]

wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com

So thanks to the combined efforts of Student Council members and non-members alike, a Thanksgiving dinner had been put together in the Community Center. There were pies, there were casseroles, there were other ~~moddable~~ edible things, and then there were the rolls made out of pie crust.

Thank you, Karla.

Come in and enjoy a Thanksgiving dinner where your friends and relatives wouldn't disappear on you! Probably!

[[open to all!]]

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

As promised, the area of the park near the pond had been taken over in the name of Miley coming of legal age. Okay, so she still couldn't do much unless she was secretly Canadian, but Caroline was ignoring that part.

Hopefully the flamingos didn't mind the heaters that had been brought in to keep the party-goers comfortable as they moved among the scattered hay bales draped in quilts and blankets that would pass for seating. If so, the flamingos might just get a little bold and head for the variety of country-inspired cold weather snacks and drinks covering the tables set up between the bonfire and the cleared dancing area. Just no one ask where the music was coming from unless they wanted to hear about how cordless speakers worked like it was magic. Geeky magic.

[Up early for SP as you do. Everyone's welcome to celebrate!]

Current Mood: jubilant

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

Glitter encrusted moosen stood guard in the entry to the transformed Town Hall, reminding all those in attendance that the night was about all things Canadian. Or things the Student Council had deemed Canadian - plus a whole lot of glitter.

Sparkly red maple leaves and paper geese hung from irridescent streamers, setting off the food tables as very much separate from the raised dance floor in case the terrifying papier-mâché beaver didn't make it obvious that the timbits were for eating. Or for dunking in the maple syrup fountain. Beyond pure sugar, there were plenty of bite-size portioned food and nonalcoholic beverages to push the theme into the bellies of all, no matter how tight the dresses!

Beyond the dance floor, the shadowy corners glowed with the twinkle of glittery maple leaf garland and a Joni Mitchell inspired moose that had been strategically positioned to look rather tragic in its lyric-covered glory. Yes, glory. For the evening was to be glorious. Or at the very least entertaining.

Welcome to your 2011 Homecoming Dance!

[ Arrive + Mingle | Photography | Drinks + Snacks | Chaperones | Dancing | Shadowy Corners | OOC | ~~PSST: Go vote!~~ | Post2 ]

Current Mood: shocked

annieadderall.livejournal.com

It had taken some time, but everything was set. The community center had been tatefully decorated and looked nice and welcoming, the stage was set, all the technical kinks had been worked out, there were refreshments set out for after the show, and things were finally ready. Now all that was needed were the guests and the talent.

Come one, come all! Grab a seat, and check out all the talent Fandom has to offer!

[Omg OCD ~~a'comin'.~~ a'here! Ladies and gentlemen, start your pinging!]

mouthy-merc.livejournal.com

It was Saturday night and time to grab your best gal for one heck of a dance. Or your best guy. Maybe your best sentient robot. Look, Fandom didn't judge your lifestyle choices.

The community center was decorated with the requisite streamers and glittery things to make it look like a disco threw up all over the 50's. But it was hardly a dance without unfortunate glitter, right? Right!

So, throw on a poodle skirt (or leather jacket) and get ready for a good time! And remember, this dance is open to all!

[[~~Plz to be waiting for the~~ OCD is up!]]

dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com

Ramona didn't do it often, but girl knew how to throw a party. Granted, at the age of seventeen, she hadn't been to a ton of college parties, but she'd been to enough to emulate them effectively.

She'd gotten to the beach early enough to set up a couple beer pong tables, along with one for flip cup. There were several kegs of (really, really cheap -- might as well go for the full college draw here) beer, and nearby those, she'd placed an assortment of liquors and mixers. There was no bartender or anything for this party -- not only to fit with the theme, but also because Ramona was cheap and practical. See also the traditional red party cups she'd gotten for their drinks!

There were, however, tiki torches and a bonfire, and she'd sprung for festive little umbrellas to go in the drinks. Ramona hadn't really wanted to go totally tropical for this thing, but she'd dressed relatively beachy for her -- she was wearing a sundress, at least, over her swimsuit, and she had a little white flower in her blue hair.

She was determined to make sure Kate didn't miss any of that vital college experience. Because clearly, this was the important stuff.

[up early for sp and to accommodate time zones since SOME people live in like the north pole or whatever! all students (except topher) are welcome!]

rocksthescarf.livejournal.com

Chuck was doing an excellent job blocking out the chittering of annoying teenage girls. Basically it took a lot of scotch and knowing that if things got too annoying he could go back into the office and lock the door. But for now he was sitting behind the bar, watching what was going on out of the corner of his eye and smacking Tino with his cane if he refused to do something Caroline or her redneck-voiced little friend asked him to do.

Tino looked miserable. That made the party worth it already.

rocksthescarf.livejournal.com

Chuck didn't really mind the cold weather much, though it did mean he was moving slower than usual. He needed to attach snow tires to his cane or something. Once he got settled in at his usual spot he poured himself a scotch, deciding that was the best way to warm up.

lockestheway

There was a moment where in the park, there was no tea.

There was another moment right after that one at which there was.

How the park went from one state to the other would remain a mystery.

But the picnic tables were out, and covered in old-fashioned tea sets. Little stacks of tiny sandwiches were placed delicately upon fine china, and there were baskets of scones everywhere. Next to the scones? Marmalade, in several flavours, well-made.

The tables also produced various other sweets and desserts that wouldn't run out until the tea would, just as mysteriously, vanish right around 5 o'clock into whatever tea-heaven it had came from. By the edge of the park, there were several wardrobes full of the latest 1815s fashions to be worn - which would be a good idea to try, considering the rather judgey glances the British regency ladies were tossing everyone's way.

It was very expensive tea, after all.

Afternoon tea was ready, Fandom. Make use of it while it was still there.

Enjoy it. And don't ask too many questions.

need-no-moon.livejournal.com

Jake shivered as he made it inside the door and water trickled past his collar and down his spine. Not that he was going to complain about the temperature or the rain, he probably just should have grabbed a jacket with a hood. At least he had gotten there before Caroline, so maybe his hair wouldn't be all plastered to his head by the time she joined him.

He took a moment to check out the games they had before he found himself a table as he waited for Caroline to show up.

[Fast Eddie's open. Jake's here for his date, but he's totes pokeable before she gets there.]

Current Mood: wet

vanillajello

As announced by the posters that had appeared around the dorms earlier in the week, there was a party on the beach this warm Friday evening. Or at least, there would be, once people arrived.

The setting was party-like enough, at least. Along with a ~~lovingly modded~~ Bod who'd been drafted in to carry stuff around, Kate had somehow managed to recruit Jeremy to her cause as well, and he'd graciously (because he was still feeling guilty over his doppelganger having made Bod feel bad) offered his financial help for the party. As a result, they had a couple of tables filled with an array of snacks and drinks (regular, Viking, and Egyptian), and the darkening evening was being lightened up by strings of colorful paper lanterns stretched between a few poles they'd brought to the beach for this specific purpose. There was no bonfire as of yet, but Kate wouldn't mind one if someone else wanted to make one their responsibility. She was intending to get a little too tipsy for that.

It was a party, that was what you did.

[ooc: OCD up, have at! All students are welcome and won't be discrimated against based on their floor of residence, promise.]

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

Nathan was still in 'filling up hours' mode when he wandered into work today. Once he'd gotten back behind the bar, he asked Tino what he did when he wasn't at the bar. When Tino started saying something about cross stitching and something called an antiques roadshow, Nathan had immediately made him shut up by throwing a wet rag at his face.

"You're going to make me boring!" Nathan exclaimed, glaring. "And if I end up boring, the world is surely doomed to end. Do you want the world to end, Tino? Do you? Have you made reparations and paid penance yet?"

Tino didn't seem to believe the rant but he scooted away all the same, trying to wipe the dampness off his face as he did. Nathan pulled out his phone and clicked around to find his games before giving Tino the international symbol for 'I'm watching you.'

If the world ended, everyone had a bartender in Maryland to blame.

Current Mood: contemplative

redheadbabyvamp.livejournal.com

Jessica had swapped Caritas shifts as a favor to Robin this week, but she wasn't about to let that delay updating her blog. She had an important topic to cover! So she set up her laptop on the bar and turned on the webcam.

"So I've been lookin' into thing that are supposed to hurt or stop vampires, on account of that being information that I probably really should know, but there's a lot of weird stuff out there. Like poppy seeds. Did you know some people believe that if you throw a bunch of poppy seeds, or sesame seeds, or any kinds of seeds I guess, at a vampire, they gotta stop and count them all? Don't ask me where that one came from. I dumped some out to see what would happen, but I didn't feel like I had to count them or anything. Mostly I was just annoyed I had to clean them up. Maybe whoever came up with that one ran into a really OCD vampire or somethin'?

"Now, I better get to work, but I'll be talkin' to y'all later. If you know anything about this poppy seed stuff, be sure to leave a comment." She flipped the laptop shut and busied herself with tidying up the bar.

Current Mood: cheerful

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.

mouthy-merc.livejournal.com

If anyone could recall the dance from the night before, they would have thought that it was decorated tastefully compared to what was going on tonight. There were streamers, balloons and what appeared to be paper flower ornaments everywhere. All done in yellow and blue for the proud graduates of Fandom High, of course.

And there were the 'classic' songs from twenty years ago blaring loudly for people to dance or cringe to. Who knew Ke$ha and Justin Bieber would get to be classic pop music for future generations?

Just be glad there is an open bar.

Arrive/Pick Up A Name Tag | Dance Floor | Open Bar | Dark Corners

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 ]]

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

When Nathan wandered into the bar that evening, he was feeling a little devious. And, until someone took pity on him and visited, he was going to take out that deviousness on Tino. So, he grabbed a glass and a bottle, leaned against the counter and announced they were gonna play Truth or Dare.

Tino seemed cool with it so after a few rounds of them both picking truth, Tino finally picked dare. With a smug, sly grin, Nathan proudly told Tino what his dare would be. And that was how Tino came to pour several cheap bottles of beer down his pants.

Nathan thought he was a fucking genius.

Current Mood: devious

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

As soon as Nathan walked into the bar, he knew Tino was not going to be the entertaining bloke that he usually was. For one, he was crying pitifully over a glass of milk and for two...he was wearing culottes. Yeah, Nathan was not going to fucking ask. Instead, he left Tino alone, proving that he could have some sympathy.

Instead, he grabbed a bottle of whiskey, grabbed a glass and poured himself a drink while plucking his phone out of his pocket. And now it was time to text message people at random. Most of the time, he closed his eyes and picked a contact at random before sending a ridiculous message but sometimes, he chose the recipient on purpose.

Hopefully nothing incriminating would get to the wrong person. If it did, well, oh well.

[Feel free to mod getting a text message from Nathan if you'd like and feel free to mod the content as well. He has no shame and I'm easy.]

Current Mood: creative

fratboybitch.livejournal.com

After what was sure to be a busy day of catching up with family and guests, the local community center was lit up and now open for everyone to come enjoy the party. The decorations inside weren't overly garish or weird and long tables dotted with food and drinks lined the walls. Music was playing and a disco ball spun in the middle of the dance floor.

The night was young and the party was about to get into full swing! Come stop by!

[OCD is a go! Food & Drinks | Mingle | Dance | OOC]

Current Mood: amused

therewaslife

It seemed that Bod was spending more time in town than in the dorms this week. He didn't exactly know why but it felt right. Despite it being crisp and cool, Bod felt refreshed and comforted when he stepped into the familiar confines of the graveyard. He knew many of the headstones by heart now, could close his eyes and recite the epitaphs quietly before opening them and saying hello to the person buried there.

Bod remembered that it had been a night similar to this when the ghosts had danced the Macabray. He remembered the singing and the dancing, he remembered the Lady on the Grey and the way everything seemed to spark to a different kind of life back then.

Eyes closed, Bod breathed in the cool air and let those memories fill him up. Sometimes, he did think about good things. Sometimes.

[Post is open if anyone's near the graveyard, of course]

Current Mood: hopeful

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

When Nathan wandered into the bar, he caught Tino in the middle of switching labels on various bottles of booze. For a second, Tino just stared at him like he'd been caught with his hand in the proverbial cookie jar. And, for a second, Nathan let him think that by glaring and stalking back behind the bar like Tino was about to receive a whipping or something.

"Why the fuck didn't you wait till I got here to do that?" Nathan asked, frowning. "I would have helped!"

Relieved, Tino shrugged and gestured to the booze selection in a clear signal that Nathan was welcome to help. And Nathan was not going to turn that down. Hell no. If someone complained, well, he'd blame Tino.

Current Mood: devious

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

Why break a routine, right? Nathan made it three weeks in a row in the bar on a Wednesday and three weeks in a row, he ended up behind the bar when Tino's regular bartender didn't show up again. Nathan was beginning to think this guy was on sabbatical or some shit. Or maybe he was mad at Tino.

No matter, Nathan grabbed a bottle of Irish whiskey and set it up on the bar, pouring himself a glass and downing it quickly. He wasn't thinking of the bitchy fight he'd had with Kate earlier or any of the other million weird and complicated things that had happened to him lately.

Nope, he was a man who had liquor and that would erase all those thoughts he didn't want to have right now. Okay, maybe those thoughts were sticking around but Nathan was ignoring that fact. He was toasting the band and toasting Tino and toasting Tino's attempts at singing with the band.

Current Mood: drunk

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

The thing about having a kid, alternate universe or not, was that she constantly wanted to be entertained. Even after the awesomely bad example he and Caroline had set last night by giving the kid cough syrup to make her sleep, she'd woken up the next morning even more energetic than the day before.

Trying to sleep in was fucking impossible when he had a kid jumping on his back and pulling on his hair. Caoimhe refused to just sit around in their room either, deciding that she wanted to go out and do something. She wanted to have fun.

So, Nathan had picked the activity. That might have been a frightening prospect but he thought he'd done a good job. Of course, as soon as he stepped into Fast Eddie's, he spread his arms wide and shouted, "Bowling!"

Such an ass.

[Nathan's here for two blondes but this is an open place in town so feel free to have families drop in!]

Current Mood: accomplished

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

For the second week in a row, Nathan ambled into Caritas on Wednesday night. And, for the second week in a row, the regular bartender was a no show. When Tino looked imploringly over at Nathan with wide eyes, who was Nathan to resist the call?

He had to duck a freaking flying naked baby thing to get back behind the bar which was annoying. He didn't need a freaking arrow in his ass to add to his already strange life. Arrow in the ass would just be hard to explain.

"Get these fucking things out of here," Nathan said authoritatively, thrusting a broom into Tino's hand and kicking his ass a kick to get him out and confronting the naked babies. Not even five later, Tino had an arrow in his arm and was making sex eyes at one of the zombies.

Ew.

Current Mood: pleased

solo_sword

The dates were over, and Jaina was back behind the bar, with absolutely no idea what the hell had happened during that last date. But now that she was out of the lounge, she was trying not to facepalm at herself. And was definitely sticking to water for the night.

At any rate, she and Tino were both around to help if anyone needed drinks while mingling with people they may or may not have dated for three minutes.

[This is your regular post-3MD post. All are welcome, even if you weren't at the dates. I am around, but afk after about 6 PST, at which point whee for modding Tino!]

Current Mood: wtf

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

A sign was posted at the front door:
G.O.B. Bluth Presents:
The Tenth Anniversary Edition of
Three Minute Dates at Caritas
hosted by A Matchmaker Named G.O.B.

Just before 6:00, the lights went dark and a sole zombie walked out onto the stage and sat down at a piano. The zombie then started playing The Final Countdown, followed by the other zombies, all with violins to join in. And then GOB walked out onto the stage, holding and petting a lovebird. He then released the bird, which flew up toward the ceiling before somehow getting stuck in an air duct.

As GOB went into his spiel about how 3MD was a Fandom institution that he started and how he had brought so much love to Fandom with it and that the tenth annual (he still hadn't figured that part out) edition demanded the respect that a piano and not doing magic ("Unless any of the legal ladies out there want to see me make another lovebird appear," and yes, he was talking about his penis).

Meanwhile, the lovebird was still stuck in the air duct. As air rushed past the bird and into the lounge, some strange pheromones released by the bird were thrown back at the stage, where it reacted with the already strange combination of zombie smell and cologne used to hide the zombie smell on such a classy occasion, somehow generating a powerful love potion that would be making its way into the lounge, affecting people at random for three minutes at a time. Bizarrely, that was exactly how long each of the dates tonight would be.

Sometimes Fandom worked in mysterious ways. Mysteriously sexy ways.

"I call your names, you meet up with each other, talk for three minutes, and then you'll hear the sound of a zombie smashing his hands against a bunch of piano keys. Go ahead and do it," GOB said. The zombie started smashing the keys randomly. One of the other zombies joined in because a band was all about teamwork. "And that's how we start!"

[The Bar Before the Dates | Round 1 | Round 2 | Round 3 | Round 4 | Round 5 | OOC]
[Regular post-dates Caritas post]

[OOC: Lots of OCD ~~coming~~ IS UP. RANDOMLY ASSIGNED LOVE POTION IS MARKED IN THREAD TITLES WITH ONE OF THESE "*" AFTER THE AFFECTED PERSON'S NAME! For example: "Nick* / 3MD Participants" means that I will spend the next three minutes loving everyone who signed up. But not in a dirty way because that would be exhausting and I have a sister among the participants and eww.

Remember that you can also choose to be affected by love potion in any round(s) at your discretion. Also, the love potion can only affect people in the lounge during the dates. People at the bar and on the stage will not be affected. People who are affected will just be incredibly drawn to their date, flirt harder, maybe go for some physical contact more quickly, but they shouldn't necessarily go straight for making out. Unless you choose to have them go for it. The upper limit is player's choice.

As I'm going along, if I made an obvious mistake, like skipping a character completely for a round or posting a pairing twice, feel free to grab me on AIM or in the OOC thread and I'll make a quick fix. And remember, attacks on your dates will get you teleported elsewhere on the island.

Also remember that most playing should happen on Saturday, but if you need to finish a thread or two on Sunday, that's fine.

GO FORTH AND PLAY!]

therewaslife

There wasn't a lot going on today at the diner. Bod greeted everyone quietly, chatting for a few minutes with each staff member before he'd made his way out of the front and started wiping the counters down. He made sure to wipe around his ever present book and looked to be lost in his thoughts while he scrubbed. It was becoming all too common for him to get lost in his head lately. His thoughts were a lot more forgiving than reality.

Today's Specials
Dragon's Breath Chili
Cowboy Chicken Casserole
Tiramisu

Luke's was open!

Current Mood: thoughtful

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

It was a crying fucking shame that Nathan hadn't been in the bar before tonight. A crying fucking shame. Deciding to rectify that tonight, Nathan strolled in and completely ignored the zombie band. Look, he roomed with a vampire, she was about all the supernatural he could comprehend at one time. He just told himself those zombies were kids in Halloween costumes.

When he took a seat at the bar, Tino just shrugged at him. When Nathan asked for a drink, Tino just shrugged again. When Nathan ordered Tino to get him a drink, Tino just shrugged and refused to do anything but stand there, looking stupid.

At that point, Nathan just got up and came around the bar, willing to get the booze himself. Tonight, he was on staff and his first demand as the boss was pouring himself a glass of vodka. Tino just stood there, looking dumb. When Nathan called him an ass loving twat, Tino frowned.

Nathan toasted him. Cheers!

Current Mood: accomplished

solo_sword

When Jaina came in to work today, she found Tino sitting in the back room, drinking straight from one of the bottles he'd taken from behind the bar. "That kinda day?" she guessed.

He just glared, so Jaina went back to the bar, figuring it'd be a more fun work shift if she just left him there.

Current Mood: decent

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Entries tagged with caroline forbes

Prom | Community Center | Friday Evening | Post I

Caritas | Wednesday

Chilly Boulder - Afternoon

The Park, Saturday Evening

Thanksgiving Dinner, Community Center, Thursday Evening

The Park | Miley's Birthday Party | Wednesday Evening

Homecoming Dance | Town Hall | Saturday Evening | Post I

RECITAL!- Community Center- Saturday evening

Sock Hop - Community Center, Saturday Evening (8/20)

The Beach: Ramona and Kate's I'm-Not-Going-To-College College Party [Thursday evening]

Caritas | Saturday Evening

Caritas | Thursday Evening

Tea in The Park, Between Two and Five O'Clock, Saturday

Fast Eddie's - Wednesday evening

Displaced 3rd Floor Party!, The Beach, Friday Evening

Caritas | Wednesday

Caritas: Tuesday Night

Fandom High 20 Year Reunion Brunch, Community Center, Sunday Morning

Fandom High 20 Year Reunion Mixer, Community Center - Saturday Evening

April Fools' Dance, An Abandoned Warehouse, Friday Night

Caritas | Wednesday

Caritas | Wednesday

Parent's Weekend Mixer | Community Center | Evening | March 12

The Graveyard | Evening | Tuesday | March 8

Caritas | Wednesday

Caritas | Wednesday

Fast Eddie's | Afternoon | Sunday | February 13

Caritas | Wednesday

Caritas- Saturday (from 6:15 on)

Three Minute Dates - Caritas - Saturday night

Luke's Diner | Friday

Caritas | Wednesday

Caritas- Saturday

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