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With Graham heading out to Daventry in a few days for the Knight Trials (and, if he won, staying there), they were running out of time to give him a proper sendoff. And so Arden had pulled a couple of late nights pulling a quick beach party together. There were tiki torches all around and a volleyball net, some hula hoops, some inflatable rafts and floats, a couple of beach balls...basically, she'd raided T&C's summer aisle for as much as she could scavenge and dragged it all back here and set it up around a bunch of blankets, beach towels, lounge chairs, and big umbrellas for folks who needed to hide from the sun. There were also plastic sand buckets full of sunscreen at various levels of SPF because she didn't want anyone getting sun poisoning at Graham's goodbye party. Seemed like a bad omen.

The most prominent aspect of the party was a hand-painted paper banner that said GOOD LUCK GRAHAM!! Arden was going to try to get everybody to sign it before Graham showed up, so he'd have a banner full of well-wishes from all his friends at Fandom. There were pens, markers, colored pencils, and even paints for people to use.

Okay, so decorations, food, activities, music, drinks, various kinds of sun protections...was she forgetting something? Arden had never once in her life thrown a party before, so she was probably forgetting something... Oh well, too late now. Hopefully if it was anything major, she could run into town and grab it. Or maybe ask someone else to. Were you allowed to ask people to help you with things if you were hosting?

Somebody needed to teach a class on how to throw a party. That was her takeaway from this endeavor.

But okay. This party was as ready as it was gonna be. Now just to wait until people arrived. Which they would. Right? Right.

[Open! Whether you got an invite directly, heard about it on the wind, or just decided to randomly take a stroll on the beach, please feel free to tag in! And, magically, it ends with plenty of time before graduation by the power of sparkles]
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Even though Graham had announced the Jelly Bean Party at the Maaaaaaagpie Empooooor~rium tonight, he knew not everyone had the chance to catch radio, so he was absolutely sending out a text to all his friends and pretty much anyone else that Fandom decided needed to know about as soon as he got to the store that morning after his broadcast (and after picking up breakfast, because he was really craving waffles after that!), and then he very, very quickly took care of all his usual tasks when he came in to get them out of the way so he could work on making a big sign to put up for all passersby to see:

JELLY BEAN PARTY!
Here! Friday! Tonight!
Bring your favorite jelly beans
and let's PARTY!


And, with that done, and without there being...much set-up involved in a jelly bean party, Graham then decided to show his new best friend, Squire Axe O'Lotl, around the store (Garret, it turned out, was going to be spending the day with Triumph in the stables--cavies gotta cavy!), which eventually lead into....well, an adventure.

And adventure that basically meant having Axe A'Lotl axing a lot of the shelves and boxes, with a great deal of enthusiasm and sound effects, in their great hunt to discover the mysterious famed Jellybean Tree, so that they may chop in down in time for the grand Jelly Bean Party!

Look. He had fun here, alright?

The Magpie Emporium is open!
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Caritas was decked out tonight for tonight's event with balloons and a giant glittery sign over the stage.

WELCOME TO
THREE MINUTE DATES!!


And a few minutes before 8:00, Kitty took the stage with the zombie band playing her on. As the music stopped, she began, "Welcome, everyone, to our semi-annual Three Minute Dates! If you're new to this, you've added your names to the list and when your name is called, you'll meet your first date and have three minutes to get to know them. Then when the buzzer sounds, it'll be on to your next date. Easy peasy! We've done things a little differently tonight, and gone through the painstaking process of picking some great matches for you all-"

It was then that Tino took it upon himself to come by to show off something like a miniature version of SNL's upcoming hosts board, with everyone's names attached in pairs. It was really a work of art.

And then he slipped on a patch of glitter and the names went flying everywhere.

One of the zombies played a sad "wah wah" sound.

For a moment Kitty just stared in horror, and then said, "Give us two minutes," and dashed off the stage.

Off to a great start!


[Hold up for all the OCD! Go forth and date! A regular post will go up on Saturday for after the dates is up!
The Bar | Round One | Round Two | Round Three | Round Four | Round Five | OOC | Caritas after the dates]

Diaz & Ass., Tuesday

Tuesday, July 11th, 2023 11:07 am
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When they got to the office today, Arthur was still settling in when John got his attention.

Oh, Arthur! There's a note for us! About a case!

"An actual case? Oh, thank god."

Well, I don't know, John answered dubiously. It says, "Crab case, if you're interested".

Arthur sighed. "At this point, I'll take just about anything. Is there an address or a number to call?"

There's a number. Let's call it!

"You dial, I'll talk."

That does make more sense than the other way around.

"Yes, yes, very funny. Phone?"


The Ass. was in!
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This year's prom had an elegant black and white theme, and the Community Center was decked out with tasteful decorations that had all been covered in black and silver glitter. It was still fancy by at least some measures!

The food and punch were untainted (and unglittered) for the moment, and the dance floor was open for a fabulous time!
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Graham was a little bit late for work that day, due to clothing reasons. He wanted to head back to his room to see if his cloak and cap had been somehow magically transferred over there when he turned into a bandicoot in the first place, and was very relieved to find out that they had, indeed. He would have felt terrible if his mother needed to make him a whole new cloak and cap! But everything was back to normal, and he figured, since he was already at the dorms, he'd bring Triumph along with him to the store, since he didn't get to spend as much quality time with him while bandicooted, and this was a good way to make up for it.

And, surprising no one, especially after hearing about it from Summer during their broadcast, he was thrilled to check out the gelatinous cube plush, and he and Triumph spent a good deal of time between customers camped out in front of the counter with it, speculating on what would make for other good things to put in there.

A conversation that was mostly centered around just one, simple, innocent question: "What kind of jelly bean do you think a gelatinous cube would like the most?"

You'd be surprised, how many different branches of philosophical ponderings a question like that could inspire! And it was especially nice when Graham did, in fact, have a bag of jelly beans that had been waiting for him in his cloak all week, pretty much!

The Magpie Emporium is open!
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The dates were over, and Jaye was doing her very best to sweep confetti off the bar and onto the floor to deal with later. The zombies were playing sappy 80s love songs, and she and Tino were prepared for people to hit the bar to mingle.

SPECIAL
Sweetheart Cocktail


"You're making that," Jaye told Tino.

Well, one of them was prepared for people to hit the bar to mingle.
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[personal profile] throughaphase
Love was in the air! Well, not really. That was later. But metaphorically, love, air, etc!

Caritas was decked out for Valentine's Day, with bunches of heart-shaped balloons in strategic places, copious amounts of pink and red confetti at the tables (a conversation starter!) and heart-shaped string lights above the bar and stage. And don't forget the glittery pink banner:

TONIGHT!
THREE MINUTE DATES
IT'S LITERALLY ONLY FIFTEEN MINUTES OF YOUR LIFE


A few minutes before 8:00, Kitty took the stage. She was probably covered in glitter now. "Hello, everybody, and welcome to Three Minute Dates! If you've never done this before, the rules are simple. At 8:00 on the dot, we'll call your name along with one other person's. You'll get to know each other as well as you can in three minutes, and then the gong will sound and you'll get another name to meet. You'll do that for five rounds, and then if there's anyone you want to talk to more, you can meet up at the bar. Good luck, everybody!"


[Hold for OCD! OCD is up! Your regular bar post will go up sometime Saturday for post-dates play!
The Bar | Round One | Round Two | Round Three | Round Four | Round Five | OOC]
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The counter that day was cluttered with a wide variety of sheets and papers, charts and graphs, maps, dice, books, and a calculator.

It would, of course, be a fair guess to assume he was deeply entrenched in cooking up something truly epic and amazing for his tabletop group, but.....nope. You'd be wrong.

He was, instead, trying to figure out exactly what on Earth (quite literally!) he was going to do for his and Charlie's Valentine's Day date.

At least up until the point where Saffron decided that right in the middle of all his plotting and planning was exactly the spot she needed to plop down on, stretch out, and take a good long nap.

Which was annoying, at first, but, in retrospect, Graham would come to realize that the cat may very well have been doing him a huge favor after all.

The Magpie Emporium is open!
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It might have been a little ambitious of him, but Graham had decided, rather than having to choose between what sounded like four impossible-to-choose-from stories, he would try to read all four of the epics that Mr. Kyōraku had assigned for their writing class, and, in a bid for his unbreaking optimism, had actually brought all four of them with him to work. Clearly, he wasn't expecting it to be a very busy day and had thought maybe, just maybe, he could manage to breeze through them all.

To his credit, he did love reading exciting tales and stories, which was promised in the name of epic poetry, and it wasn't so much the volume of the reading that was going to be his issue, but rather, the subject matter.

Because he could barely go a few pages into any of them without suddenly remarking to himself, "Oh! That's a good idea! I could use that for the campaign!" and detouring as he paused to write down that idea and try to extrapolate and ponder and plot on it in relation to the game, before realizing, several pages of notes later, that he was supposed to be reading.

(Well, technically, he was supposed to be working, buuuuut....)

Yeah, somehow, it seemed that he was not going to get to reading all four stories after all.

He'd be lucky if he managed to make it through just one.

The Magpie Emporium is open!
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[personal profile] pun_king
The wombats, sadly, seemed to have moved on, much to Graham's disappointment. Either that, or they were playing a very good game of hide-and-seek or just decided to take the day off. Thankfully, though, he had gone back to get Triumph to come to work with him that day, so he could conveniently just project his disappointment onto his mighty steed, giving him a rueful sort of smile and patting him consolingly on the head.

"It's okay, Triumph," he said. "I know you were excited to see those wombats, but it looks like it's just not in the cards for us today. Maybe next time, yeah, buddy?"

Triumph couldn't have actually cared less about the wombats, especially since it meant they would probably have demanded most of Graham's attention, but he was always willing to play along and let out a few sad and morose chirrups before just nudged his snout into Graham's hand for more pets. Pets that Graham was more than happy to provide before setting out to get to work for the day.

The Magpie Emporium is open!
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Libby had set out into the preserve that afternoon (jeans on, hair pulled up, clearly ready for adventure) with the intention of wandering and exploring in the hopes to spark some sort of inspiration for what to write in the absolutely exquisite journal from Kurt's parents. She figures, a journal like that deserved to be used for something really good; maybe the wood would ignite that spark, and she would spend hours after finding a good log or a good rock to sit on, and just start scribbling away until ahe realized she couldn't continue because the sun was setting...

It wasn't really working.

She'd found a good rock (was in incidentally a favorite rock of a certain knight-hopeful's mighty steed? Perhaps it mah have been), and had settled on top of it, legs folded in front of her, pen in hand, journal open in her laps, but...nothing came to her. It wasn't that she wasn't inspired. There were about five different strands of writing tumbling around in her brain right now, but the problem was, none of them felt worthy enough to actually be put in the journal. It was a pretty special book, so what went into it had to be special, too.

So she mostly just sat there and let her mind wander, and didn't do much writing, though she did take some time to write in very fancy letter LIBBY'S JOURNAL and the front page and set to decorate it with an elaborate twisting of trees and flowers and vines.

[[ tentatively hoping for a managable work day; open for all your preserve-y needs! ]]
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It had been so long since the group had been able to get together for a session, but now that things were back to normal and back on track for a new semester and hopefully not too many weird weekends or holidays mucking things up with his game, Graham was so ready to get into work, sit down with all his notes and books, and really crank out some good pre-planning for tonight. He was not only going to do that, but he was also going to make sure to work really hard at the store in a determination to be a good employee and really start this new year off on the right foot!

That had been the plan, anyway.

But someone had decided to make a nice new and captivating display of a whole bunch of new and shiny dice that had come in to greet Graham practically as soon as he walked through the door, and, well...

...let's just say that it was a damn good thing that there wasn't a lot of work to do in the store that day, and Graham had actually preplanned and storyboarded and mapped out most of his campaign for at least a good few weeks ahead already.

The Magpie Emporium is open!
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After their handwavey training session, Nell and Marc decided that it would be much more comfortable to eat inside somewhere warm. Nell would have been fine meeting at her house, but they decided to try out Jeff, the God of Biscuits instead.

Nell ordered some coffee and a couple of the more decadent looking pastries and went to find a quiet table while Marc waited for their food.


[Open for anyone's delicious bakery needs as well!]
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It was probably a good thing that most of the carnival was set up on Friday night, so when people woke up as kids, everything else adjusted too. The weather was perfect for playing outside - not that a little rain would stop anyone - and it was time to have fun!
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Homecoming in November meant the community center was decked out in harvest-themed decorations for this evening's festivities. There were pumpkins that had somehow survived un-carved after Halloween, baskets of glittery vegetables (not for eating, please), decorative hay bales, and... a disco ball?

It's a dance, some things get dug out of the decoration closet no matter what the theme might be.

The food table was full and the drinks were un-spiked for the moment, so it was time for everyone to get their dance on!
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Blame it on the (second) cape, but Graham was feeling inspired that day to root through all the games and books and pull out all the ones that features vampires and the like and set them up on a display with a lot of red-and-black color-themed sets of dice, which was pretty easy for him to do, since he'd already done as much when helping Guillermo pick out some dice for himself. So they had a lot of good options, and then he found himself pouring over some of the games he'd picked out and wondering which ones sounded the most interesting.

And wondering how one werewolf inspired game (well, kind of) managed to get in there.

Ooooh, now he wanted to do a werewolf display, too!

The Magpie Emporium is open!
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Graham had been excited to see all the pumpkin work that Steph had been doing at the store, especially after getting to read about it on the radio, but when he finally came in, he found himself much more distracted by that sign declaring that Saffron was, in fact, cursed.

"....you know," Graham decided, as he looked down at Saffron, who was ignoring him as usual in favor of grooming and keeping herself clean and tidy, "that actually explains a lot."

So now, he felt, the real question was what kind of curse, because you couldn't even begin to start looking into what kind of spell you could use to break it if you didn't even know what kind it was, but he'd feel really bad, honestly, if he had the knowledge of a curse and didn't at least try to do something about it....

The Magpie Emporium is open!
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Well, one of his players (the tabaxi, in fact, which made this very funny, if you asked him) had turned into a cat, and they were about to go on a weeklong school trip, so Graham was busy working that day not on anything directly related to the store (there wasn't a whole lot else to do anyway! But if there was, he'd do it, quickly, just to get it out of the way to get back to his other work), but on maybe some lighter, fluff ideas and interactions to throw at the group today before they really got started with the next leg of the campaign.

Considering the long list that was compiling throughout the day, he was not going to have any trouble coming up with something.

Even with the slight distraction of Saffron occasionally yowling at him accusatorily because he was clearly not the small pink kitten she could prefer to be there right now, and why was he here instead, and why wasn't he doing anything to change that fact, huh?

Graham mostly just tossed her treats in the meantime, hoping that would, if not entirely win her over, at least give her something else to focus on.

The Magpie Emporium is open!
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Surely you haven't had enough time with your visitors. Even if you have, you don't want to send them on their way without breakfast, right? Coffee makes everything better, even familial awkwardness.

Caritas- Saturday

Saturday, September 24th, 2022 10:34 am
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Jaye had no one here for the weekend, which was a relief and she loved it. (She wouldn't have minded if Eric showed. Not that she'd told him anything about this town.) And she was hoping for some good people watching today, though again, Tino was having to do anything more complicated than pouring because she didn't wanna.

And there were a couple times Jaye found herself looking at the stage and wondering if there was one more zombie than usual. Did zombies get guests? Or was she just unobservant?
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It was one of those insufferably nice seasonal afternoons, the type Fandom only broke out for major events: the temperature was charmingly brisk, the trees an autumnal red-and-yellow, and birds sang their merry fall songs in the trees - when they weren't tussling with the squirrels.

A glittery banner hung over the entrance to the park, drawing in all newcomers:

Welcome to Parents' Weekend 2022!


Welcome, friends, family, and other hangers-on! We're glad to see you! As far as you know!

[[ all PW guest applications have been accepted! ]]
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Another successful Three Minute Dates, probably! Possibly! Who knew!

But once the dates were over, Jaye was back behind the bar, making Tino do the work, especially when she saw the specials he'd put up over the last fifteen minutes.

SPECIALS
Liquid Panty Dropper
Screaming Orgasm
Loneliness


Tino. TINO.

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