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svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

After some basic dusting and cleaning, Dru settled behind the counter with her sketch book. Sketching made it easier to not think about her lack of plans for the future.

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

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

In between dusting the shelves, Dru was checking out merchandise looking for an appropriate birthday gift for Ino.

The Magic Box was open.

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

There was a sign posted at the front door:

G.O.B. Bluth Presents:
The Ninth Annual
Three Minute Dates @ Caritas
hosted by A Matchmaker Named G.O.B.

GOB had somehow been able to count to nine despite not being around for the previous six Three Minute Dates, but he still didn't know what 'annual' really meant. But that wasn't important. The important thing was that at 6:00 precisely, the ligts went out and the Zombie Band started playing a familiar intro.

A burst of smoke hit the stage and the matchmaker named GOB stepped through it to make his grand entrance. A flick of each wrist and he was holding a deck of cards in each hand: all hearts. Except for a single four of clubs. GOB started moonwalking backwards, except he wasn't very good at it so it was more like walking backward with a limp. He clapped his hands together and from the cards ~~fell~~ burst forth a ~~dead~~ live dove, which ~~GOB picked up and threw off the stage toward the bar~~ swooped over the audience and ~~hit Tino after bouncing off the bar~~ attacked Tino.

"WELCOME TO CARITAS!" GOB yelled to the crowd as the music continued. "WELCOME! TO THREE MINUTE DATES!" He turned around and pointed to the back of the stage where a too-large banner dropped, showing the top half of 'THREE MINUTE DATES' while the rest was still rolled up on the stage floor. "I am GOB, your Once and Future Matchmaker. Here are the rules: I call your name and the name of somebody else. You two get together and make goo goo eyes at each other for a few minutes, and then I make a fireball appear to let you know it's time for the next round."

Tino had checked the fireball launcher GOB kept in his sleeve. Twice. It was as safe as it could possibly be.

"After the roaring sound of magical fire, I'll call out some more names and we do it again until we've done it five times. And if you don't like any of your dates, let me know and we can do it five more times in my hotel room." GOB could be as subtle as a bar on fire, something which Tino really wanted to avoid. Now let's get on with this stuff." As GOB started to reach for his notecards with the round one pairings, a quick burst of flame shot across his chest. "Huh. Shot off a little early. But I won't, ladies." Very subtle.

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

[OOC: Three minutes = ten comments total, five per person. You don't need to do your threads chronologically, but try not to Joss yourself.

~~Epic OCD is beginning. For the love of god, please wait until I'm done.~~ GO FORTH AND PLAY! If I made a blatant mistake, like skipping a character completely for a round or posting a pairing twice or accidentally making incest happen WHICH TOTALLY DID NOT NEARLY HAPPEN, AHEM, feel free to grab me on AIM or in the OOC thread and I'll make a quick fix. 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.

And, um, yes, this is Post 1 of 2. RECORD SETTING SIGN UPS CAUSED THIS!]

solo_sword

Once the bell or buzzer or windchime or fireball went off for the last time and the dates were all over, Jaina took her place back behind the bar for actual work. Might as well stick around and help out with anyone who wanted to chat with someone they might have clicked with on their dates, or to serve anyone who just wandered in once everything was done.

Tino was also available if anyone needed him. He was dateless enough to do it.

[This is the regular Caritas post after Three Minute Dates (post one and post two). Those who were in the event can use this post to mingle afterward, and the post is totally open for anyone who just wanted to come in and drink regardless of the people flirting with each other in three-minute increments.]

solo_sword

Hard to believe only nine minutes had passed since this all started, huh? The daters were still dating, hopefully no one had been transported outside due to trying to attack anyone they had to deal with for three minutes, and all they had to do was survive two more rounds before they could hit the bar.

Happy dating!

[Post 1 | The Bar Before the Dates | Round 1 | Round 2 | Round 3 | OOC]
[Post 2 | Round 4 | Round 5 | OOC]
[Regular Caritas post to follow!]

[OOC: Three minutes = ten comments total, five per person. You don't need to do your threads chronologically, but try not to Joss yourself.

Epic OCD ~~continues! If you ping in before I finish I will come over there and beat you till you cry after giving you an atomic wedgie.~~ is done! Ping away! If there are any problems... um, grab Nick on AIM, I just do what he tells me. :D

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

Current Mood: dates!

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Because she didn't have classes on Wednesday, Dru was at the Magic Box early just in case any of the new arrivals in town felt like checking out the store.

Current Mood: content

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru was in the back room straightening up the mess left by fighting the scorpion.

There was a sign on the counter, next to a little bell that said Ring for Service.

Current Mood: melancholy

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

"So do we have any idea what it is we're looking for?" Dru asked as they entered the shop and flicked on the lights. "Or is this a case of paging through books and hoping we get lucky?"

She waited until the other two girls had entered the store then shut and locked the door. There were enough weird things out there that she didn't want to take any chances of something following them into the store.

( This was probably not going to end well. )

[OOC: NFI, OOC=AOK! Much love to

showmetheproof and

glacial_witch for playing along. Certain parts of the narrative were adapted from the Lili St. Crow novel Betrayals.]

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

There was still a slight odor lingering the store. Dru wasn't sure what it was from but it was on the nasty side. Fortunately lighting a few of the aromatherapy candles seemed to clear the air.

A bottle of cleaner in hand, Dru worked her way around the store, cleaning and freshening.

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru was sitting at one of the tables with her feet up reading a book about trolls. Man they were ugly buggers.

She was ready to help any potential customers.

Current Mood: relaxed

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru was going through the store's stock of herbs, reading the notes and comparing the listed uses to what her grandmother had taught her.

Current Mood: calm

icecoldfrost

After plotting and planning, all their wicked ideas were about to come to fruition. A long stretch of beach had been roped off, and white party lights and tiki torches provided the illumination for Sookie's birthday party. Orchids and other exotic flowers covered the tables, and each girl was presented with a lei or flower crown upon arrival. A pair of very attractive ~~NPC~~ bartenders were staffing the two open bars, and at the birthday girl's private table, there was a cake.

This is what happened when people left planning up to Emma, Karla, and poor, wide-eyed Bobby.

At least Bobby hadn't been expected to handle things like flowers or decorations. He was thankful for that. Food, though. Food was easy. There was a wide selection of ~~moddable~~ dishes from just about every establishment on the island. Okay, so he'd gone a little overboard. And maybe off-theme since some of the dishes were decidedly non-Tiki-Party-ish, but his heart was in the right place.

The dress code that had been written on the invitations was being enforced; swimsuits, or dress-casual summer wear, and everyone had to take a turn acting as Cabana Boy (or Girl) to the Guest of Honor.

Of course, Bobby was on hand to make sure that nobody took too long of a turn, because, hey. Girlfriend. His prerogative. Something like that.

Though if people wanted to play Cabana Boy/Girl for other party goers, it's doubtful anyone would complain.

[OOC: OCD is up for great SP party justice!]

Current Mood: devious

onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com

Hayley didn't even have the nerves to look the GCPD officers in the eye. The fact that a Gotham City police squad car was taking her off the island, it was just demoralizing. At least they let her put her suitcases in the trunk.

They gave her a nod of acknowledgment when she asked if she could wait a moment in case anyone wanted to say goodbye. While she thought that she might come back, she was completely worried that they'd lock her up forever.

So Hayley, she was treating this like it was the big goodbye.

[ooc: Hayley's last post before going alum (and the plot will be thickening. Muhuahaha). Handwavey voicemails will have gone out that morning telling her friends about leaving and where to say goodbye (but not explaining why), so feel free to mod receiving one. tl;dr, post is open!]

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Armed with an iced cold drink, settled in behind the counter of the Magic Box.

eternalstud.livejournal.com

Damon was normal as normal could be tonight at the bar. Probably for the best. If he was opposite himself, he'd be Stefan and nobody wants that to happen. Tino, however, was acting sort of...smooth? He wasn't as creepy, anyway. Still fugly, in Damon's opinion.

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Every time Dru thought she'd gone through all the books on the shelves, she found another one full of interesting information. Of course how much of it was going to be useful to her in the future was debatable, but Dru was still reading avidly.

The Magic Box was open.

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru spent some time cleaning the store and straightening the shelves before settling down with a book behind the counter.

life_inshadow

The staff at Fast Eddie's wasn't exactly thrilled to be hosting a student's birthday party tonight. Kids at birthday parties tended to hang decorations everywhere, order either too much cheap beer or none at all, and generally make a mess. The were too cool for that: They worked at a pool hall, not a Chuck E Cheese's.

Sure enough, when Tara came in to set up, she promptly began taping crepe paper and balloons in bright primary colors to everything as the staff watched with annoyed but tolerant looks on their faces.

Tara ignored their expressions. She needed Kennedy's birthday party to be nice. And, once the decorations were up, she was certain it would be. She just needed to wait for everyone else to get there.

[OOC: OCD ~~in a sec~~ up, I say we party. Grumpy staff lovingly stolen from Alex Karev's birthday party.]

Current Mood: chipper

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru wasn't certain why the store had received a box of garden gnomes, but setting them up on the shelves gave her something to do for the morning.

Other then a brief hour while Dru was in class, the Magic Box was open.

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru was still trying to figure out how it was that she wound up riding a horse for her trip down to open up the store. She wasn't even going to think about where the horse disappeared to when she got off of it.

After straightening up a bit, Dru poked about the merchandise looking for birthday gifts the parties.

The Magic Box was open.

Current Mood: curious

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

There was a patch of light, fluffy clouds following Dru around as she cleaned the store.

Hopefully it wouldn't turn grey and rain on any potential customers.

glacial_queen

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

Hell's fire, this was a bad idea.

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

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

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

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru was at the store, still reading through the books looking for whatever information she could find on djamphir or svetocha. But she'd be happy to help any customers.

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru had made it through the fog to the store, despite the increasing edginess she'd felt and despite the glimpses she'd gotten of half formed shapes lurking in the fog out of the corner of her eyes.

The game plan was to hit the books and research. But first she was going to take a few moments and wait for her heart to stop racing.

Current Mood: anxious

solo_sword

For the second night in a row, Jaina was here, though today she was behind the bar rather than in front of it. While Tino looked pretty damn happy that she wasn't a certain Moroi, Jaina was looking distracted and not too pleased with things.

Because she had one of those niggling bad feelings again that she couldn't place. And if this turned out to be something, she knew she was going to get blamed for complaining about nothing happening. She knew it.

Current Mood: wary

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru was slowly going through all of the books on the shelves looking for information on djamphirs and svetochas. So far she wasn't finding much that she hadn't already known from bad horror movies.

The Magic Box was open.

Current Mood: exhausted

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

The last place Dru wanted to be was the shop. But it had a phone she could use to alternate calls to her father's number and calls to airlines to figure out how to get to some podunk town in South Dakota before the sun fell.

It's quite possible any customers were going to get snarled at.

Current Mood: worried

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru straightened up around the shop then settled in with a copy of Dusk. It was strictly for mocking purposes. Honestly. Sparkly vampires. What the hell drugs was the author taking?

The Magic Box was open.

tyler_gone

The bimbo who let Tyler into the sparring area to set up for the club seemed to be rushing even more than usual, and she kept waving her manicured hands in the air, as if she didn't want to touch anything and risk marring them.

It made Tyler miss Dimitri. Guy was a giant, but at least he didn't seemed grossed out by the basic function of a gym.

"So we have a little problem this week," he announced, once the group was assembled and a lion cub was lounging on the mats in the back of the room. (Tyler hadn't asked Jessi's opinion of the lion.) "It's Valentine's Day. I assume some of you want to go home and get laid or do ... whatever you do with your significant -- or insignificant -- other."

Tyler was in this camp, not so incidentally.

"I'm not assigning shit. If you wanna stay here and spar, the mats are here. I'm here. If you want to just head out and call it a night, that works for me, too. If you want to feed the lion, know that it's Ghanima and she likes pizza."

And with that he stepped back to see what the crowd would do.

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru was not happy with the weather at all. She made it into the store, stomped the snow off her boots and immediately went to make a hot cup of tea.

It was going to be a while before she took off her coat.

The Magic Box was open.

atreideslioness

"I hope that you all aren't hungover or overtired from the dating event last night," Ghanima began cheerfully once everyone had assembled. "Because we're going to work you today."

Tyler glanced at her lazily. Was three-minute dates that big a deal with this crowd? The things he missed being all monogamous. He scratched his chin before speaking. "Right," he said. "And ... you with you, you with you, you with you ... Ghanima, other three?"

"You, with her. You two. And you and you," she continued, pointing people out. "Now go to it."

A lazy smile spread across Tyler's face, and he made a shoo'ing gesture before going off to find his own match.

[OOC: Internets, never leave me again! *clings* OCD ~~coming~~ up!]

Current Mood: accomplished

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru could still smell the zombies from class on her clothes. In a vain hope to cover up the smell, she lit several of the candles around the shop.

It didn't help.

The Magic Box was open.

Current Mood: restless

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]

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru was at the Magic Box, thinking about class as she did some research.

Don't worry, she'll clean everything up before she closed up for the night.

Current Mood: busy

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Once again Dru was engrossed in taking notes as she read through some of the books in the shop, but she'd be willing to help any customers if they needed it.

[OCD free today!]

svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com

Dru's first day working at the Magic Box was spent looking through reference books and taking notes on things her dad would find interesting. Given the number of books, she was going to be there a while.

[Sorry for the late post. Vacation is too distracting. OCD free today!]

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