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izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

After getting settled at the hotel, Isabel made her way to the Perk. Finals were starting on Monday and she planned on getting some studying done while she waited for her coffee date.

Of course she'd probably get more studying done if she actually paid attention to her notes instead of watching who was coming and going in case it was someone she knew.

[OOC: Expecting one or two but absolutely open to all. I'm bored. Random bouts of SP through about 7:30 because of RLL]

Current Mood: cheerful

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]

goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com

Meg was shocked and appalled at the state of this bar. How was she supposed to show off her creativity and quirkiness in a dump like this? There wasn't enough glitter, wasn't enough half-naked men in leather pants and there certainly wasn't enough random giant dogs lounging around. This was unacceptable! She will never be a famous pop star at this rate. She'll be stuck in this crap town forever.

"My life is ruined!" Meg said dramatically. She pointed at Tino. "You, send a martini to the back. I need it to cope!"

[Totally cheating. Mod Tino! Notifs are off omg so ping me in the OOC thread if you want something]

mouthy-merc.livejournal.com

Through some completely unbelievable convenient twist of fate, Wade was able to be outside during the day. Because filming at night was hell on the schedule.

He stood by the pond, staring at the lack of animals as he brooded on his life. He had the perfect husband and daughter, and yet...

And yet, he was still the monster he'd been since that fateful day so many years ago in Amsterdam. No one ever warned him about it! Why did no one warn him of the dangers of going to a brothel?! "I'll find a cure before they find out," He promised the audience. "And then we'll finally be able to live happily ever after. As god as my witness... i will find a cure."

[[OPEN]]

ihavenocodename.livejournal.com

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

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

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

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

Signs had been ~~handwavily~~ put up around town throughout the day indicating that this was the place and this was the time. New Year's Eve in Fandom, in one of the abandoned warehouses (although it had been tidied up and decorated). Showgirls carrying champagne flutes, a live band playing, and a big glowy ball hanging from the rafters with a countdown clock displayed.

It was time for G.O.B. Bluth's New Year's Illusionin' Eve! Brought to you by a Host Named G.O.B.! Making his triumphant return to Fandom! Exclamations!

[OOC: Up early to accommodate all of you silly people who have work, timezone issues, or social events. Post is open to students, teachers, townies, alum, and ex-pats! ~~Kindly wait for OCD.~~ OCD is up! Have at it!]

neverfaithful.livejournal.com

Antarctica, huh? Looked pretty. She'd have to get over there and check out the penguins and all that.

She wasn't sure why everyone was so bundled up. It was, like, 50 or something out. You didn't even need a jacket for that.

Hey, Faith grew up in Boston. She knew from cold weather.

Anyway. Caritas was open, and running a special on frozen drinks.

Current Mood: working

needsaparrot

Having ~~handwavily~~ let people know that they might want to wear beachy-type clothes today, Xander stood in front of several coiled-up garden hoses, and pointed to the biggest area of clear grass available.

"Since we're just about done here, I figured we could do a little lawn-care before we hit the road." Because a globe-hopping island totally didn't get enough moisture on its own, right.

And the extra-long, adult-sized Slip-n-Slides? Secret hi-tech lawn-tenderizing tool of master gardeners everywhere.

"Try to at least get some water on the grass?"

[OOC: Grad project open to all like an open thing that is not closed nor even partially ajar!]

ismyhairout.livejournal.com

Hades was irritated. The Nightmares' food had been taken by the raiding party and he'd fallen prey to the oldest distraction in the book. But it didn't matter. That wasn't part of the main plan, it was only a fun side venture. The Nightmares would be able to get food again once they were able to come through to the surface. Fandom would be his soon enough. Enough of Andrew's personal energy and life force had been put into the barrier. It was doing the rest of the work on its own now. Just a little longer and Fandom would be officially connected to Tartarus, making it (by Olympian law) part of the Underworld and his domain.

Just a little longer. Then all he would have to do is appear on the island, grab the nearest live person, transport back here and throw them into the barrier to kill them when it was charging up to make the connection permanent.

So close. So very close.

[OOC: For the finale team!]

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.]

needsaparrot

Today, there were...flowers. In little trays. And more Pez-shaped bricks to put around the flower beds. And there was a Xander standing next to them who knew what to do with the Pez-shaped bricks, but was sort of flailing helplessly at the plants.

It was okay, though. He had a list. Which he read off very carefully to the assembled masses. While he inwardly prayed there was somebody among the graduates who knew how to take care of plants that weren't arm-eating and holographic.

And then he started making borders, because bricks, he could do. He'd never managed to kill a brick yet. Except intentionally, with a wrecking ball.

[OOC: Open! For grads and anybody else who wants to help with the park.]

needsaparrot

Today there were bricks. Bricks and bricks and bricks. There was also a Xander standing next to them, and a dirt-trail already laid out for paving.

"No power tools or heavy machinery, what'm I gonna safety-lecture about?" he asked, scratching his head. Then he snorted. "Oh wait, this is Fandom, and I've met you people. Don't throw them, don't eat them, don't trade them to anybody for magic beans..."

There was more. It went on for a while. At one point he paused to feed a Twinkie to the small blue deer that nudged gently at his knee. That kind of while.

[OOC: is up! Grad project, but open to anybody who wants to help beautify the park.]

Current Mood: hopeful

neverfaithful.livejournal.com

Faith was bored. So Faith was running a special.

SHOW OFF YOUR INK
One free drink if you've gone under the needle

She was, of course, wearing something sleeveless to show off her own tattoo.

Caritas was open.

Current Mood: amused

lovelylana.livejournal.com

It was such a nice day that Lana decided to take a blanket to the beach and get some sun. She'd thought about heading to Selkie Cove, but decided she felt more like sand than rocks today.

She stretched out on her stomach, book in hand, thermos of iced tea beside her, and settled in for a nice afternoon in the sun.

[Open like a beach is!]

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

God help her, Robin had no idea how she'd gotten talked into opening the bar tonight, but here she was, opening the damn bar, and on the night when some kid was having a party there too. Though, if she'd heard right, it was that guy Sam, so she hoped maybe she'd get to see him and Lucas together to see if she and Barney were right. They totally were. They Knew These Things.

[another slow night from me! mod Tino for speedy service, but I'm aroundish.]

Current Mood: hopeful

goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com

When Meg suggested to Lilly that they have ice cream for dinner, Lilly's eyes lit up like it was Christmas morning.

"But you never let me have ice cream for dinner," Lilly said.

"Well, today's a special occasion," Meg said. "Okay, not so much a special occasion. But the last time I cooked for kids in this town I ended up smelling like syrup for a week."

That was good enough reason for Lilly. When they got to Chilly Boulder, Lilly decided to get a sundae with one of every flavor of ice cream and for some reason Meg allowed it. It came in a huge glass bowl with one of those long spoons that people put in root beer floats. Lilly was in heaven. Meg was just sitting on her side of the booth, sipping a milkshake. She didn't get her own ice cream since she figured Lilly was going to ask for help with hers eventually.

[Open for any ice cream needs you might have]

not_in_the_book

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

The proceedings of PROM.

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

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

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

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

Robin was feeling particularly hot tonight.

(No, she was not wearing the goddamn bradigan.)

Perhaps it was her hair. Perhaps it was how much she'd slept.

Perhaps it was the fact that she'd discovered that using some cotton balls in her bra made her boobs look amazing.

The world may never know.

[I am around! Yay!]

Current Mood: jubilant

fh-fillers.livejournal.com

Somewhere around dawn, a tent mysteriously appeared in the middle of the park. There was an air of mystery about it, and it was hard not to miss, and did we mention it was mysterious? Because it was.

Inside the tend was an equally mysterious fortuneteller, and you could tell she was a fortuneteller because of all the candles and the tarot cards and the crystal ball. Not many people travel with those things for fun and set them up in a tent, you know?

She'd be here probably all day, welcoming those who may be curious to get insight into their own futures...

lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com

It was really, really warm and sunny out, at least for the moment, so Dawn decided to take advantage of it--she gathered a bag of essentials (two books, sunscreen, a blanket, a frizbee and a large bottle of water), changed into shorts and a halter top, and remembered what it was like to be from California.

[ooc: Open to any and all!]

Current Mood: cheerful

bigdamnprincipal

Across the town, the school, and the dorms, fliers had been put up to inform everyone of a town meeting taking place tonight (with a bold, capitalized note at the bottom warning everyone to be careful getting to the town hall). Zoe waited for as many people as possible to arrive and get settled before she got up and addressed the crowd.

"Thank you all for coming on such short notice tonight," she said. "We wanted to get everyone together to share some new information that was found today. Our researchers have found some possible evidence concerning the angels, and some of the people who have gone missing." She picked up the notes she'd been given, and read what the researchers had found.

"As much as I don't want to do this, I need to ask for volunteers," she continued. "We need people to go and get this information, or to talk to these folks, so we can figure out how to stop the angels, and get everyone back. I won't turn away students who want to help, but you're going to be sent with adults to make sure all of you come back in one piece. If you want to stay here, that's perfectly fine. I want to remind all of you that there are safehouses being set up throughout town, to make sure that no one has to be alone right now. Travel in numbers, and always look around you. If you do that, you'll stay safe. I'll be here to answer any questions, and to take the names of those who want to volunteer. The floor is open for anyone who has something else they'd like to say."

[OCD is up! If you're on one of the away teams, you can handwave coming to the meeting and volunteering, if you want.]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Wyatt had orbed Isabel down to the store so she could avoid the angels. After the previous week, he wasn't going to let her take any chances and to be honest, Isabel agreed with him. She'd brought her laptop, since she planned on doing some research and her phone so she could call and check up on people.

Pixie Dust was open, even if she was a bit distracted.

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Current Mood: pensive

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Cheerful, happy and definitely looking forward to the evening, Isabel opened the store on time, ready to help with any last minute Valentine's needs.

Of course to do that, you might need to find her in the dressing room where she was trying on some dresses herself. She had one for the dance. But there could always be a better one out there.

( cut for image )

Pixie Dust was open.

Current Mood: cheerful

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

There were pool tables, there were lanes for bowling, there were ~~fully moddable~~ snacks and drinks, and there was a birthday cake.

All that was needed was a birthday boy. And he was going to be there soon.

Isabel was just a little excited.

[For Wyatt's party, but otherwise open for all your bowling and pool playing needs.]

Current Mood: excited
Current Music: Tweeter & the Monkey Man - The Traveling Wilburys

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

After getting orbed over to get her car and bring it back to the island, Isabel was only a few minutes late opening the store.

( Cut for image )

She settled in behind the counter with her coffee and a copy of Cosmo, determined to have a quiet day.

Current Mood: calm

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

When Robin came in and found out that there was going to be some kid's birthday party here, she immediately took an inventory to make sure all the hard liquor was stocked up.

Between that, and the fact that Tino hadn't stopped laughing about her performance over the weekend, it was going to be a particularly difficult night.

[posting early because I am tiiiiiiiiiiiiired and don't want to wake up all 'oh hey it's 10 pm OH CRAP I FORGOT CARITAS AND DEAN'S PARTY.']

Current Mood: grumpy

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

It's just past sunset, and the roof of the apartment building is set up for a party. With the intermittent storms all day, Bridge thought it best to set up tarps over the food table, even if it hadn't actually rained at all.

Said food table's got things like moon pies, and White Castle burgers, and pizza... they're all moon related, in a way.

There's also a table with slingshots and cheese, but that cheese isn't for eating. It's for throwing at the moon. As you do.

Music that's probably vaguely moon-related in some way is playing, and Hate the Moon Day? Is officially underway.

[ooc: Expecting a few people, but open to ABSOLUTELY ANYONE who'd like to investigate wtf anyone's doing on the roof. Party is taking place during a break in the storms, so no getting accidentally fried by lightning! Also, yes, takes place after sunset and I've gone and posted it BEFORE SUNRISE because I'm a dork. Man, this ooc note is getting long... what else? Oh yeah! Some OCD ~~coming~~ up.]

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

Another weekend, another bout of weirdness Anders had missed out on completely. Pity his weekends seemed to start out in this state of blissful unawareness that inevitably ended up completely dashed on Sunday nights, didn't it?

That was why Tino had taken to stashing a separate bottle of booze beneath the bar on Sunday nights. Just in case.

Not because he was being nice to Anders -- just because he wanted to be able to mock Anders for having to resort to it, see.

[[OOC ETA: Guys, a million apologies, but I'm crashing fairly soon and am too tired to keep up any more. Will try and pick up pings in the morning, or just assume Anders got distracted with other WTFery because it is INSANITY in the bar.]]

goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com

Dick wasn't going to be back in Fandom until later tonight so he called Meg and asked her to open Caritas for him. She hadn't had anything better to do and he sounded sort of weird on the phone so she had no problem doing it for him.

"Make me something fruity, Tino," Meg said after she had set everything up. "But don't put a lot of alcohol in it."

[I'm around but slow because I'm feeling blah. Damn hangover]

likethegun

Sam had been thinking about Professor Stinson's offer on and off all day. After taking his final, he wasn't sure what kind of grade he would have in Love Smart, and that didn't sit well with him at all. Of course, the idea of streaking didn't sit well with him either, but it wasn't quite as bad as the thought of not getting an A.

It's possible Sam's priorities were a little skewed.

Hoping that no one but the news squirrels would see him, Sam stripped down, but held onto his shirt in case he suddenly needed to cover himself up. After a few moments of shivering in the cold air, he finally took off running. Someday, when he'd gotten accepted to college, this would hopefully seem a lot more amusing. Of course, that was assuming he lived long enough to apply, after Dawn killed him for doing this while she wasn't around.

[Feel free to spot him! He's running pretty fast. *g*]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Relieved at the news that Angelus was captured, but feeling incredibly guilty about what happened to Meg, Isabel opened the store on time.

( Cut for image )

Current Mood: gloomy

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!]

vkandis-son.livejournal.com

The memorial service was held on the flat hilltop overlooking the ocean, and at its edge rested an old-fashioned wooden boat, worn and weathered. There were chairs for those still too weak to stand and four torches, burning steadily, set in the ground at the four cardinal points. The day was bright and clear, a light breeze blowing out to sea, but despite that, the torches never flickered.

Karal, dressed in formal robes of black and gold, stood in front of the boat, waiting patiently while people arrived.

( When everyone had settled, he stepped forward and began to speak. )

[ooc: Word of the service was handwavily passed by word of mouth, and by way of announcement and on the radio. ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up!]

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.]

sexydoctor.livejournal.com

Christian was upset when he found out one of the kids had died the day before and was pissed at himself for taking the day off. The island had been through a lot while he'd been here, but one of the kids dying was unacceptable. He was frustrated by his inability to reach anyone outside the island. No ordering more supplies, no consulting with contagious disease experts. If it had only been the adults sick he might have been trying to head for the hills to save his own ass, but he wasn't about to abandon the kids. They had to find a way to stop this. Especially because now a baby was sick.

[ooc: ~~Plz wait for the massive~~ OCD is up! Thursday mornings are a little crazy here, so I will probably be SP until noon or so. Comment notifications are off, so ping me in the OOC thread if you need me.

*pokes mods* Need tags for Harriet Jones and Grace Winchester, please!]

Current Mood: worried

geniusdoctor.livejournal.com

Doogie was in a somber mood as he made the rounds through the cot area and checked on the growing number of patients. The idea that someone could die from this sickness had occurred to him, but he wasn't expecting it to happen to one of the students. Needless to say, he was determined to not lose anyone else.

[OCD is up, come on in!]

goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com

Meg had been getting ready to go to Town Hall to see what she could do for the sick people when she got the call from Dick saying he was in the makeshift hospital and couldn't make it to work. She didn't mind covering for him since she was going into town to help sick people anyways and technically she was helping a sick person by doing this. Besides, how hard could working at a bar be?

"Oh, god. I have no idea what I'm doing." she said to Tino once she got a look at all the alcohol behind the bar. "Let's hope everyone orders beer."

[I am around!]

Current Mood: busy

once-a-king.livejournal.com

There were still plenty of name tags, plenty of refreshments, and plenty of guests to chat with cause there ain't no party like a Fandom party.

[Second verse same as the first! A little bit loud and a little bit more crazy!]

once-a-king.livejournal.com

The Student Council had ~~handwavily~~ worked hard to put together a Parents' Weekend that couldn't be forgotten. And hopefully not because of invasions, animal transformations or strangely shaped fairies.

A good part of the Park was set up with brightly coloured tables and chairs for mingling, relaxing, or simply watching the rare idyllic peace of a small pond.

To the left is the registration table, where the all-important name tag can be received while to the right is tables of delicious food and drink all under the watchful eye of Security.

Above everything waved a banner proclaiming in big blue and gold letters: WELCOME FRIENDS AND FAMILY OF FANDOM ISLAND!

[OOC: There's now a second part of the picnic for browser-friendliness.

OCD for this post to get to threads: Registration Desk, Security, Food and Drink, Mingling]

goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com

Meg made her way to the causeway Saturday evening to wait for Dean to pick her up for their date on the mainland. She was excited, not only for the date but to see the oh-so-awesome car that Dean had been talking about. She adjusted her skirt one last time and waited for her date.

[For Dean, obviously]

once-a-king.livejournal.com

Much of the glitter had fallen to the floor and the snowmen were starting to look a bit dingey but the music was still playing, the punch was still flowing and the greatest hits of Fandom past and presents weren't about to be stopped.

[OOC: Post is very SP friendly, OCD ~~threads need to go up before pinging in~~ IS UP AND POST IS OPEN!]

once-a-king.livejournal.com

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

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

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

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

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

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

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!]]

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

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

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

[[OOC:

ETA:

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

Concessions
Tables and Chairs

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

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

Mud pit!

OOC

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

fantastic-torch.livejournal.com

Johnny was in a mood when he opened up the hut.

First fight with girlfriend sucked.

Kicking Wyatt's ass was going to be priceless.

That is if he could ever catch up to the chicken shi-

Bah. Photo Hut is open.

[ETA: *dies laughing at you who know who you are*]

iqof39.livejournal.com

All D'Argo had to hear was "party" in conjunction with the words "Caritas" and "Wednesday" and he was there early. He had no idea who Dawn was, but he was all up for the celebration. Of course, never having seen a birthday party here before, mostly he stood around until Tino suggested maybe he should set up a table for this or that.

[Posted early for party. I'm working during the day, so mod Tino for faster service, but I'll be around tonight if you need D'Argo.]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

After stopping at the Perk for coffee and a muffin, Isabel opened the store on time. Talking with Bel last night reminded her that Homecoming wasn't all that far off, so she pulled out some of the fashion magazines and started looking for a dress.

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Current Mood: cheerful

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