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Jaina was not quite herself today, so she would not be opening up the bar. On Monday she was going to have withdrawals from having gone this long without showing up to work.

Tino, however, was completely himself today, and he was looking oh so pleased about having to be here on a day everyone had gone insane again.

...Maybe he'd get a hookup from someone who didn't know any better. That made him feel better.

[Mod Tino for all your drunken-AU-hookups-that-you'll-regret-on-Monday needs!]

demons-death.livejournal.com

First shipment of the new year had arrived and John was carefully going through it. Most of it was stuff for sale, but there were also some books he'd been after for his own research into the Yellow Eyed Demon Problem, as well as some hunting supplies -- enough for his own occasional hunt as well as to restock Dean and Alec the next time they came to visit. It made him feel better if he could make sure his boy had everything he needed while he was out there hunting without him.

It was a new term as well and so John had put the HELP WANTED sign back in the window.

The Magic Box was open.

demons-death.livejournal.com

The day his eldest was coming home for a visit and John was stuck at the shop because of an unscheduled delivery. How did he get into this owning a business thing again?

He was doing his best to get it all put away and organized as quickly as he could so he could get home. In the meantime though, the Magic Box was open.

demons-death.livejournal.com

John was actually pausing in his demon research today to go over the shop's books. It wasn't exactly his favorite pastime, and it hadn't been even back in the days when he had the auto shop and didn't know what went bump in the night. Still it had to be done, and so here he was, elbows deep in invoices, orders and receipts.

There was a sign in the front window advertising for HELP WANTED. Maybe he would get lucky and someone would apply who had bookkeeping experience.

The Magic Box was open.

demons-death.livejournal.com

John was doing inventory today. Because it needed to be done. It was in no way an effort to distract himself from the fact that his eldest was leaving tomorrow.

Nope, not at all.

The Magic Box was open.

demons-death.livejournal.com

John was in the shop, organzing the latest shipment and being quietly grateful that nothing in it or his house had turned human.

As it was he'd heard the radio and knew that the impala was running around with Dean and he didn't let that train of thought get any further. He knew Dean loved that car -- and had since he was a baby -- but John was going to pretend that it was in a very platonic sort of way.

And this was something he totally didn't think he'd ever have to try and repress.

So he concentrated on unpacking boxes of charms and setting up new sales displays. There was still a help wanted sign in the window but he was going to make sure if anyone came to fill it that they were human longer than just yesterday.

The Magic Box was open.

demons-death.livejournal.com

Zoe was getting caught up on principal type paperwork so John had brought Grace with him to the shop today.

Some people would probably have had something to say about letting his 23 month old build a tower out of the curse boxes that were in stock, but they were empty and therefore harmless, and not easily breakable like, say the crystal balls. And it was keeping her quiet so as far as John was concerned she could use them as blocks as long as she wanted.

The Magic Box was open.

demons-death.livejournal.com

Zoe had been busy with the welcome picnic yesterday and with the events of the past week, both of them were a little twitchy about taking Grace out, especially where there was going to be crowds, so John had stayed home with her and postponed his shift at the Magic Box until today. You could do things like that when you were in charge. He still wasn't quite sure how he managed to get in that position, but he wasn't complaining.

He opened the shop up that morning as usual and added a HELP WANTED sign to the window. Then he settled in behind the counter with a cup of coffee and a book of prophecies on demons that Bobby had brought him last week.

The Magic Box was open.

demons-death.livejournal.com

John was whislting when he opened the Magic Box today.

It had taken calling in a couple of favours but he had got what he was after.

Tomorrow was going to be pretty sweet as a result.

The Magic Box was open.

demons-death.livejournal.com

John had been up bright and early and off to the shop so hadn't noticed yet that there were a number of small people running around that weren't usually there.

How long his state of blissful ignorance would last was open for debate.

[ooc: open, especially for any wee ones, and most especially for wee ones he is related to.]

demons-death.livejournal.com

John had spent much of the week researching and being the parent at home with Grace while Zoe had to be out doing Principal things as they didn't want to risk taking the toddler out admidst the zombies. The fact that in the past John may have made different decisions was not something he was exactly proud of.

But Zoe was staying at home with Grace today and John was heading out to the Magic Box to check if there's more things they could use there and to make sure the business was still standing. He was armed to the teeth and if he happened to encounter some zombies either on the way or at the shop, well, there was nothing like a little empirical research to determine the best way of getting rid of a zombie.

The Magic Box was open.

[ooc: open, to both humans and any zombies who may want to encounter the Winchester. ;) ]

demons-death.livejournal.com

John came into the store this morning with a hot cup of coffee and no idea that the number of children on the island had suddenly increased exponentially.

So he calmly sat down with his journal behind the counter, waiting for any customers.

The odds that he would make it through the day still unawares? Yeah, pretty damn low.

demons-death.livejournal.com

John was in a much better mood today than he would have been at this time yesterday. It was amazing what a night of adult extrracurricular activities could do for a man's outlook on life.

He may have even been whistling a little as he opened the shop but he'd deny it if called on it.

The Magic Box was open.

demons-death.livejournal.com

John was a little late in getting to the shop because of distractions brought on by his and Zoe's celebration of Valentine's Day. It was also why he was in such a good mood that he may have been whistling a little as he opened the door.

Since it was Zoe's birthday tomorrow, they had decided to not do anything too big today and leave the celebrating for then, but breakfast in bed had seemed like a small enough observance of the day. And one thing can always lead to another and the next thing John knew he was smiling dopily as he was late for work.

He got everything ready and switched the store sign from CLOSED to OPEN, then went about doing a little restocking. The texts on demons he was resolutely leaving alone. Some things were more important than even that hunt and he was putting it on hold for this weekend to concentrate on them.

The Magic Box was open.

demons-death.livejournal.com

With the clothes all back, John was able to go into the store properly attired and with his dignity intact. He was only glad he hadn't had to be anywhere outside the house yesterday; otherwise it would've gotten really embarrassing.

The Magic Box was open.

demons-death.livejournal.com

It had been a long time since John had worked in a store as something other than a cover and then it was a garage, but he figured the basics were the same.

He opened up the store ~~in no way late at all~~, checked over the stock, then settled down behind the counter with the demon text he'd picked up earlier in the week and his journal, taking notes.

The Magic Box was open.

willbewretched.livejournal.com

Up with the sun, Kael'thas had actually deigned to go in to his store today, only to find himself with a resignation in the till and a box of miscellaneous texts and grimoires just arrived from a supplier.

The resignation was regrettable, the books were heavy - Kael folded the letter and put it aside, already directing books to their respective sections. What else had he missed, distracted as he had been this past while?

[OOC: First thread is being held for someone specific, but otherwise open!]

Current Mood: thoughtful

always-damp.livejournal.com

It was still a beautiful day and there was still plenty of wonderful food in the Park, welcoming visitors to Fandom Island.

The registration desk was still open and the banner waved in the comfortable breeze announcing the event of the day.
Welcome to Parents Weekend 2008

[OOC: DONE! Just like Part One | Registration | Security | Food & Drink | Mingling]

tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com

Luke paced around the perimeter of the pond, brain frantically trying to come up a way to salvage the complete fiasco Jaina's wedding had turned into.

The press wouldn't cover it, of course--there were benefits to owning most of the newspapers in the region--but the Winchesters would never, ever stop holding this over their heads.

There had to be a way to recover their honor. The nunnery hadn't worked before, but maybe it would now. Luke would call his sister--Jaina and Brooke's mother--but she was off with one of her numerous boytoys and was out of contact.

He'd have to come up with a plan himself. He was a Skywalker. They were good at this stuff.

Current Mood: depressed

iruinenglish.livejournal.com

Okay, okay, so Buffy had slacked off yesterday. But there was unpacking to do and she really didn't want to spend her first night in a new town checking for evil things and creepy crawlies... Wait, creepy crawlies were bugs. Okay, none of those, but her point stood!

But with talk of minotaurs and opening up the Underworld and there was a unicorn for a student, she knew today she had to drag herself out to patrol. As soon as it got dark, Buffy was out, walking around town with a few concealed stakes on her, and by the way, it was so much more convenient to store her weapons somewhere not her room where her roommate might stare at her. And if nothing else, this was a good way to get the lay of the land, so to speak. And find out where to get coffee.

[Totally open, and she's covering as much of town as possible.]

Current Mood: patrolly

ismyhairout.livejournal.com

The people in charge now knew where the kidnapped people were being kept. A party had gathered and they were on their way to the depths of the Underworld to bring their people back, no matter what stood in their way.

[OOC: For the raiding/rescue party and later in the OCD for the victims too. Please only join in if you specifically signed up for the raiding party.]

bigdamnprincipal

Town Hall was still effectively the center of command as those in charge waited for the away teams to return, and continued to form contingency plans for dealing with Hades. As one of the few safe places in town, no one was being sent away if they wanted to stay, as long as they didn't get in the way.

[OCD is up! Raiding and finale teams, your volunteering spots are in here.]

fh_beasties

They had been summoned and so they had come. All manner of creatures, they walked, flew, and slithered into Fandom, intent on wreaking havoc.

Today, the residents of this tiny island need beware not only of the dead, but of the very much alive.

[ooc: just like the ghost post from last night, ping in here to fight a beastie (crib sheet here), and note your location in the subject!]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

He'd only *meant* to go into town long enough to pick up doughnuts from J,GoB. But on his way to the bakery, he'd been struck with inspiration regarding his latest project and the problem regarding power consumption, so instead he'd taken a detour to the junkyard and then Turtle & Canary to pick up a few parts, and *then* he'd headed to J,GoB. Which is why he's now sitting at a table with a box of doughnuts, his ever-present project sketchbook, and assorted mechanical parts that he's spread haphazardly across the table. He's either ignoring or totally oblivious to the annoyed looks from the bakery staff who seem to think this isn't the most appropriate of places to be working on such things. Knowing Bridge, it's probably the latter.

[ooc: expecting one, but otherwise open!]

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

It was the perfect day for a flag football game in the park. Lines had been ~~handwavily~~ chalked on the cold ground and would wash away in the next rain or snow. Posters had been ~~handwavily~~ put up to encourage everyone in Fandom to attend.

[ooc: fhfootball is the AIM chatroom for game planning! All football players are welcome!]

southernbender.livejournal.com

Katara was almost completely unconscious in a cot but the Town Hall's makeshift hospital was ticking over like a well-oiled machine. Even as volunteers and doctors grew more and more tired, their dedication still won out as each patient was tended to carefully.

[OOC: And this is the last hospilinic post! The researchers are very close to a cure which will be administered over the course of the evening (IG and OOC). Please do be sure to ping in your sickies so they can get cured!]

sexydoctor.livejournal.com

Christian hated feeling this helpless. The number of patients were growing, and nothing was relieving their symptoms. Even the kids with their magic mumbo jumbo could only bring fevers down for a short time.

He didn't want to admit defeat, but things were not looking good.

[ooc: ~~Wait for the OCD! May take a few minutes as we have another space on the floral T-day bingo card. And, also, the huge pile of sick people.~~ OCD is up, you may commence being ill.]

Current Mood: anxious

geniusdoctor.livejournal.com

Doogie was not at all happy about how the emergency clinic looked when he came in. There were too many people there, too many students, not to mention the baby, and he had a moment of feeling helpless before he pulled himself together and got down to business. There had to be something that could be done to help everyone.

[OCD of doom is up! I'm heading home right now, so if there are any problems, e-mail me at celestialnature@gmail.com and I'll fix them around 7:15 when I get home. Tags will be added then too.]

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

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

More Homecoming Carnival action!

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

Kissing Booths
Dunk Tanks
Pie Tossing
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 number two. It has the kissing booth, dunk tank and pie throwing. Please don't comment until the target pings in. The first post is here. OCD is up! Have fun!]]

girlzippo.livejournal.com

Charlie had been thankful that there was enough time left to conduct her first interview for the paper, even with an entire weekend lost to amnesia. So she'd called her interviewee and arranged to meet him at the Perk, then settled in with donuts and an espresso.

[for the interviewed, open for all evening Perk needs]

tricksy-spy.livejournal.com

This time the meeting wasn't in a temple on a far off island. This time the meeting was in J, GOB which was oddly closed to everyone else. Pastries and strategies. Best combination ever (according to Deadpool at least).

Aly waited until everyone had arrived before she started speaking. She was pale and moving a bit slowly, but that was all she was going to admit to. "I think it's obvious to everyone that we've come to the end of the line here. Umbridge needs to go. She needs to go now. She's stopped even pretending to protect the students or listen to the teachers. She been hurting them with things far worse than minor curses and jinxes. It needs to be over.

"So Anakin and I were thinking an all-out strike on her house. We'll need a fairly strong strike team of the fighters here who want to participate. Only adults. We don't need to wrap the students or even the graduates up in this. We were also hoping for a support group of those who might not be quite so focused on fighting to form a perimeter around the house, ward away students if they come close or pull people out of the way or to the clinic if someone gets hurt.

"Other than that, the meeting's open for suggestions or comments. Please keep this under your hat It's only going to be a day or so, everyone can keep their mouth shut that long."

[OOC: Meeting is for those adults/teachers who know who they are and NFB. See the OCD threads below ~~(wait for them!)~~ for further information]

likethegun

Sam was still nervous about going with Dean to tell their dad about what Umbridge was doing. But the latest morning announcements had proven that she was getting even crazier, and if Umbridge tried anything to keep Zoe from coming back...well, Sam didn't really want to think about that. Dean had the idea to ask their dad to come and meet them away from the house, so they could talk without Zoe overhearing. Now, it was just a matter of waiting for him to show up.

[Dean, Sam, and John's thread is locked to them, but the post is open otherwise.]

fh-fillers.livejournal.com

If you look out your window and spot creatures you've only seen in movies and textbooks, you might think you're dreaming.

You're not.

The dinosaurs are still in town and they are PISSED.

[For this post, just ping in with where you are in town in the subject line and a dino will come find you. As always, please be patient as someone will get to you. I promise.]

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

The park was set up for the flag football scrimmage. Lines had ~~handwavily~~ been chalked and would wash away in the next rain. Students and townies were encouraged through incredibly beautiful ~~handwavey~~ posters to attend and bring chairs.

[ooc: AIM chat = fhfootball OCD ~~in progress, please to be waiting~~ is up. Let the games begin!]

saltandammo.livejournal.com

After football practice, Dean met his Dad and they headed to Fast Eddie's for some family bonding, Winchester style.

"You want anything?" Dean asked as his Dad claimed a pool table and set up the balls. "My treat. Y'know, it being Father's Day and all."

[ooc: the Winchesters thread is locked to them, but open for all you pool playing or bowling needs]

queen-of-zagreb.livejournal.com

Apparently, Yitzhak should never let the busboy handle the resupply orders ever, ever again; this week's supply of canned foods had come in, and all of it was Spam.

. . . look, Yitzhak might have spent years on the road with a washed-out band, staying in the worst rathole motels ever and eating half-moldy three day old pizza out of the box, but even he had some standards. Sometimes. He'd kick you if you hinted as much, of course, but he did, dammit, and Spam was not on that list.

Well, they had to get rid of it somehow, and by the time a plan was formulated the cook hated the busboy about as much as Yitzhak did. They agreed on something, and that was scary. There would have to be drinking later. But for now . . .

Today's Specials
(If you can call them that.)
Spam Hashbrown Bake
Spam Vegetable Strudel
Spam Veggie Pita Pockets
Spam Swiss Pie

Please. Help us get rid of this Spam.

Luke's is, Spammily, open.

solo_sword

Jaina still wasn't exactly sure why she had this job, except it got the owner to shut up. And upon finding out there was going to be a wedding reception here (and hey, didn't she meet Deadpool? she had no idea he was married), she really wasn't happy. Regardless, she set up the best she could, considering she'd never seen what a party here was supposed to look like.

She was trying to think of it in terms like "If this doesn't turn me to the dark side, I'm doing pretty good."

[Up omg early for party.]

needsaparrot

Xander, eating breakfast so late it was brunch because hey whaddya know, his electric alarm clock didn't go off this morning, could be found at a table by the window. He was eating discounted cinnamon rolls, drinking iced coffee and pretending he wanted it like that, and checking e-mail the hard way - by cellphone.
__
[Open for all your day-old pastry or ~~community-safe~~ Xandery needs.]

bigdamnprincipal

With the school still in ruins, the administration decided that the park would be the best place to hold the Welcome Picnic. Tables were set up with food, nametags, and plenty of glitter. There was also a sign up listing the Big Sibling/Little Sibling pairings, in case anyone had missed it.

Welcome to all the new people!

[~~WAIT FOR THE OCD PLEASE.~~ OCD is done! This is part one of the picnic, for specifically meeting siblings, roommates, and teachers. Part two is happening simultaneously here, in an effort to keep browsers from breaking for as long as possible. *g* Both posts are open to everyone.]

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