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meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody was a little melancholy as she opened Groovy Tunes for the last time for several months, if not forever. She'd had an awesome time running the record store, and she knew she would miss Fandom, even if it was time to get on the road again.

She swallowed the lump in her throat -- the cats weren't allowed to see Mommy cry -- and launched a vigorous game of chase-the-CD.

Groovy Tunes was open.

[OOC: Not Mel's last post, but if you need to say bye to her, this would be a good place to do it. And, in a shocking turn of events, OCD-free.]

neverfaithful.livejournal.com

So. Greece. Really pretty place. Faith approved of the island's new vacation digs. Especially the bit where she got to see Greece without having to pack.

And Caritas was open.

Current Mood: refreshed

athosborn.livejournal.com

Teyla couldn't seem to stop looking out the front window of the store to admire the new view everyone had. This was one time that she didn't mind the strangeness of things, and in some small way, Teyla took that as a sign that maybe she was getting used to being here. It was a less frightening thought that it would have been weeks ago.

[No OCD today!]

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Anyone entering Groovy Tunes today would be greeted first with the particular gaze of three sets of cat eyes, and possibly, depending on the kitten's mood, either a purring twine round the ankles or a nip on an impertinent hand offered for a sniff.

The proprietress was in the back room, trying to decide which CDs she needed for her trip. She had cut down from 300 to 150, and considered this admirable progress,

Groovy Tunes was open. Holler if you need help.

[OOC: No OCD.]

senor-chado.livejournal.com

The events that would be going on this weekend had Chad realizing that he really didn't have a graduation mix, and went about possibly putting one today. The only thing was that the kittens seemed to really want attention today and, as soon as he would go to write something down, there'd be a kitten on top of his notebook, smushing its face into Chad's hand or arm or face, and, well...You couldn't say no to a kitten.

Needless to say, by the end of the night, Chad was definitely not going to have a new list.

Today's mix: Teddy

Groovy Tunes is open!

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody opened the store, then sat behind the counter eating an incredibly large bowl of neon-colored, fruit-flavored cereal. Which had nothing to do with music, but was tasty nonetheless.

Groovy Tunes was open.

[OOC: Helping Lucas end the world.]

Current Mood: cheerful

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody had entirely missed the kids because she spent the last few days in a mainland recording studio, working on a solo demo with a guitarist she'd found on Craigslist.

She was still going on tour with Josie. She thought. If she could wrap up a few things here, anyhow. And if her agent got her a decent percentage of t-shirt sales. (Melody's fluffiness tended to end when money was on the table.)

But, as she listened to her own voice on headphones, she realized how very nice it was to have options.

She was smiling as she unpacked a fresh shipment of CDs. Groovy Tunes was open.

[OOC: Again with the OCD-free.]

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody should have called Josie today to hash out the tour thing.

She did not.

Instead, she did a quick tidy of the store and then spent the rest of her shift practicing drumming, the sound system blaring a rock mix so she could play along with John Bonham and Keith Moon and even some people who weren't dead, like Dave Grohl.

The faster she played, the less she needed to try to think. Some customers would be an even better distraction.

Groovy Tunes was open.

[OOC: OCD-free for the win.]

neverfaithful.livejournal.com

Okay, so the island had no caffeine. Faith hadn't ever really been that joe-dependent, so she was coping pretty well.

The day the island lost all its liquor, that's when she'd have to cut a bitch.

Anyway. Caritas was open, and all that.

Current Mood: mellow

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody spent much of her shift looking at her laptop screen, apparently lost in what passed for thought.

Valerie, the Pussycat bassist, had emailed her to let her know Josie's record was finally finished, and the record company was sending her on tour to promote it in just a few weeks. And they wanted to know if Melody would be the drummer on that tour.

It wouldn't be a Pussycats gig; it would be a Josie McCoy gig with Alan M. opening, and Mel would be even more in the background than usual. And leaving the record store and the house and her friends in Fandom would suck. Not to mention the issues of going on tour with three adolescent cats.

But at the same time, she always knew that when Josie or Valerie wanted her again, she would come running. It was what friends were for. And she missed the band like she'd miss her drumsticks, or her hair, or tofu dogs.

It was a conundrum, but Groovy Tunes was open, and yes, the broody blonde behind the counter really was Melody.

[OOC: Still OCD free.]

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody was working on the inventory again today.

Or possibly using inventory as a clever excuse to discard extra CDs through a vigorous game of CD chase with the cats.

Either way, Groovy Tunes was open.

[OOC: Still living OCD-free.]

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody was booooooored at work today. She considered finishing her inventory, but ... "Ew. Counting."

She wondered if that nice little bear might come back and play tag again. Judging from the way Mopsy was chasing Flopsy around and growling, the kitties were kind of hoping for the same thing.

Groovy Tunes was open.

[OOC: No OCD, will be AFK for much of the midday.]

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody no longer had a penis, which was a relief. The change had been neat, and she'd kinda enjoyed playing with the thing, but it would have sucked to need to buy all new clothes. Not to mention trying to convince Josie and Valerie they didn't need to be an all-girl band anymore, that it was fine if their drummer shaved.

To celebrate, she was wearing a very tiny halter top and playing a Cyndi Lauper song loudly. There was a basket of muffins on the counter and Groovy Tunes was open.

[OOC: Yep, still OCD-free. The world hasn't ended yet!]

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody had a strange feeling, maybe wistful thinking, that she'd be seeing the other Pussycats soon, so she was spending today practicing in the store aisles.

The store was open. Mind the drummer.

[OOC: Still OCD free.]

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody was back to her usual cheer this morning as she unpacked a shipment of CDs, though she kept an eye out just in case Mother Nature wandered by.

Which meant she was watching for a lady wearing a daisy wreath from margarine commercials. And if she was spotted? Melody had a certain pair of fuzzy leopard-print handcuffs that might get put to use.

Groovy Tunes was open.

[OOC: Still no OCD.]

pieandcoffee.livejournal.com

Dale is back at his desk and is reflecting on the events of Friday and Saturday as he goes over the reports from the troopers regarding the increase of prepubescent children that had occurred over the weekend.

There's a cup of coffee and a jelly dougnut on his desk, his voice recorder is filled with observations and there's a small grin on his face as he knows that everything in the universe is exactly as it should be.

Or at least as close as it gets here in Fandom.

[Open and no ocd]

Current Mood: chipper

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody opened the store a little late and a lot covered in whipped cream.

She was also pouty. If something had to fall from the sky, couldn't it be vegan?

At least the kittens seemed to like the dripping Fool.

Groovy Tunes was open.

[OOC: Keeping up the no-OCD streak.]

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

In some ~~totally handwavey~~ manner, Melody had noticed there seemed to be more kids in town than usual.

This made her happy. She loved kids! They didn't use big words or talk about boring things, like big people.

So the store was open tonight. Balloons were tacked just outside the door, there was a huge bowl of candy on the counter, and a Kidzbop CD was playing.

[OOC: So open, as I could not resist putting Mel amid the weetinies.]

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

It wasn't Robin's normal evening, but that was fine. Not like she'd been up to anything particularly interesting tonight anyway.

And she didn't know what Barney had been teaching in his class today, but she felt an urge to wear her pink bustier top under her white, open cardigan. The weather was starting to warm up, and it seemed comfortable and appropriate.

[I could not help myself omg.]

Current Mood: indifferent

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody had blithely closed up and left Tuesday, completely forgetting she had, in fact, left a mess for Teyla to deal with until she came in and saw the store was all sparkly-clean.

Teyla was definitely getting a raise. Also ... well, it would be cookies, but a mix CD was easier.

So Melody spent much of her day putting together a CD with songs like "Apologize" and "Sorry Seems to be the Hardest Word."

[OOC: No OCD again. My mom ~~is here, so I'm off until 5 EST or later~~ has gone home and I am around.]

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody had invented a game today.

The game consisted of throwing remaindered CDs against a wall, and giving herself points for how artistically they shattered.

She could leave the mess for Teyla to clean up tomorrow, right?

The kitties seemed to be glaring at her for even having that thought. They liked Teyla.

[OOC: No OCD.]

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

It was time for spring cleaning, so Melody was wearing rubber gloves today and scrubbing down the counter, CD racks, walls, beanbags, and anything else that didn't move.

The cats were carefully staying out of her way.

Groovy Tunes was open. Today's soundtrack: Eminem.

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody had broken into her stash of doll clothes and dressed the kitties up as members of Jem today.

She spent much of her morning mediating a dispute between Mopsy and Cottontail that seemed to revolve around who got to be Kimber.

Groovy Tunes was open. Today's soundtrack: Synergy On!: The Best of Jem

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

The news about the angels had freaked Melody out, but Groovy Tunes was still open because she couldn't imagine not going to work. A sign in the window warned, "ANGELS KEEP OUT! SAFEHOUSE SLUMBER PARTY HERE TONIGHT."

On the store stereo: Cowboy Junkies.

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody busted into the shop, scarcely sparing a glance to the new angel statues she passed. Angels were good, but not as good as what she was holding, which was the rough draft of Josie's new solo CD, which meant the Pussycats would be back together as soon as Josie and her producers finished tinkering with it.

Which, granted, could take months and months. But still.

Melody donned her Pussycat ears in celebration, and anyone who came into the store today would get a sneak preview of the new album.

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

Robin had a very important mission tonight.

Tonight, she was tossing maraschino cherries into shot glasses from progressively farther distances.

Her record for actually getting one in was three feet away. She felt very proud. And she'd keep going until she hit four, at least.

[I'm around and about as bored as Robin, but GODDAMN LJ AND THEIR NOTIFICATION-EATING. I'll refresh as I can!]

Current Mood: nerdy

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody was hunting for three furry kitties, who had found a cozy nest behind one of the leftover crates of "The Mikado" and were not coming out.

Also, her ear itched.

"Kitties, kitties, where are? If you come approximately outside behind boxes that we can place pursuit, and I tuna for you have!"

She frowned. That didn't sound right.

[OOC: No OCD 'cause I said so. Also no notifications. Wah.]

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

So there were snow giraffes falling from the sky. John looked up at the clouds, "Right, because this is normal." As he walked through the park, he really didn't think he'd ever get over the sight.

And then one got stuck in his hair. John tried to shake it out, but the giraffe had been impaled by a spike and was slowly melting to death in what sounded like quiet agony.

John wasn't very fond of this week.

[he's just walking through the park, feel free to marvel with him at the snow giraffes!]

Current Mood: confused

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody skipped into the store, obviously refreshed by her road trip, and sang as she started unpacking some new CDs.

Oh, Oh, Oh
Woke up today
feeling the way I always do
Oh, Oh, Oh
Hungry for something that I can't eat
Then I hear that beat
that rhythm of town
starts hauling me down
It's like a message from high above
Oh, Oh, Oh
Pulling me out to the smiles and
streets that I love ...

Good Morning Fandom Town
Every day's like an open door
Every night's like a fantasy
Every sound's like a symphony

Good Morning Fandom Town
and some day when I take to the floor
The world's gonna wake up and see
Pussycats and me

As she sang, she drummed out a little rhythm on the CD racks. This song was totally the Pussycats' next hit single.

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody did not see why everyone else got a spring break and she didn't. It was totally and absolutely no fair.

So she took one, packing the kitties into her VW Bug and planning a road trip to New York to go shopping and see a few shows. Groovy Tunes was shuttered tight today, and a sign on the door informed potential customers that it was closed until Monday.

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody was vacuuming the rug today.

Unfortunately, her vacuum was a little broken; instead of sucking up dust, it was spewing out gold and pink glitter.

So she vacuumed more until the floor was pretty much covered in glitter, with an ankle-deep snowdrift near the listening booth.

Groovy Tunes was open. Watch for the kitties hiding under the glitter.

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Today was a laaaazy day according to Melody, and that meant the proprietor of Groovy Tunes could be found slumped in one of the beanbag chairs at the back of the store, a cat in her lap and a mug of hot chocolate at the ready. She was playing air drums along with the Go-Gos record on the store stereo and idly watching the doors in case a customer came in.

Groovy Tunes was open.

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody noticed when she came in that some of the shelves of music looked a little different, in a crumply way.

"Huh," she noted, to the cats and the air. "It's like what would happen if somebody really big and kind of clumsy was trying to play football in here." And then giggled as she went to straighten the shelves, because that was just silly.

Groovy Tunes was open.

honoraryphd.livejournal.com

Doom was behind the counter, whistling a jaunty tune with some unfortunate mechanical reverb. The shelves were stocked, inventory had been taken, and he was wearing a nametag.

It said "Mister Doom." He had decided that "Doctor Doom" sounded too pretentious. "Mister Doom" sounded perfectly friendly, though.

There was also a sign on the counter that said "Behind his mask, Mister Doom is smiling!" It was written with a green glitter pen. Doom felt that the sparkly glitter in the ink helped get the point of happiness across.

Today's Squishy flavors: Smiles, High Five, Grape Peter

Mister Doom felt that Grape Judas was too negative.

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

Robin still kind of had no idea how she'd wound up doing this, but it was funny and she could laugh and drink and just enjoy her post-Valentine's glow behind the bar while everyone else suffered.

And in the meanwhile, she set out a pretty little sign.

Three Minute Dates @ Caritas
Hosted by Robin Scherbatsky
Presented by loneliness and desperation*
* beer goggles recommended/necessary in some cases

That done, she wandered by to the stage to take the mic. "So, hi. You know how sometimes you're at a bar, and you just don't know how to talk to those pretty people you're eyeing? Or, you know, you want to know what the deal is with that creepy guy in the corner who won't stop staring? Well, tonight, we're taking all that guesswork out of it! Welcome to Three Minute Dates! I'm your hostess and deeply amused bartender, Robin Scherbatsky."

"So here's how it goes -- when I call your name plus someone else's, it'll be time for you to find that other person and either lemon law them or find your way to true love...slash a good one night stand! Or a bad one. It's part of the fun! And then lather, rinse and repeat for four more times, because yes, boys and girls, you're doing this five times."

[OOC: Three minutes equals ten comments for our purposes. That's five comments per person. Try your very best to get it wrapped up in that time. You do NOT have to do these in chronological order. Do them as people are available. Just try not to Joss yourself.

Remember, if you're violent, you'll be teleported out of the club and will have to make your way back. If you can't get through all of your dates today, you can sp, don't worry!

ETA: OCD UP WHOOOOOOOO]

Current Mood: hyper

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody kept the flower in her hair today, even though she had opted for a tee instead of the bikini.

The music: soundtracks to Elvis Presley movies.

Groovy Tunes was open.

neverfaithful.livejournal.com

Faith was in a pretty good mood for once, as she unlocked the bar and set up for her shift. She even apologized to Tino for being so cranky last week.

Tino, as usual, just looked at her and shrugged. Might've been a grunt there.

One of these weeks, she was gonna show up covered in Saran Wrap and dance the hula just to see if he'd say something then.

But not tonight.

Current Mood: amused

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

It was Tropical Day at Groovy Tunes. That meant Mel was wearing a bikini and sarong and had a flower behind one ear, the cats all had leis that they were trying to chew off, a giant bowl of fruit punch sat on a table near the door, and there was a 30 percent off sale on all reggae, calypso, and steel drum music.

Behind the counter, Mel was humming a Kirsty MacColl song.

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

It had been waaaay too long since Melody played, so she set up her drum kit and spent today practicing.

Those in the vicinity lacking an insatiable appetite for percussion may want to have earphones, but Groovy Tunes is open.

lightishred.livejournal.com

The zombies were very disturbed by the conversation that was going in the back room right now. And the fact that they couldn't see Donut and Tino just made the whole thing worse.

"Tino, I need you to look at my hose," Donut said.

Tino just stared at Donut for a moment. "Excuse me?"

"My hose," Donut said, lifting up the water hose that was supposed to be behind the bar. "I stuck a cherry in there to see if it'd made cherry flavored water, which it does, and now I can't get it out. Can't you, I don't know, just suck it out?"

"I'm not putting my mouth anywhere near your hose," Tino said.

"I'm wearing a helmet, it's not like I can do it myself!" Donut argued. "Well, how about you stick your finger in the hole and wiggle it around a bit?"

"I'm leaving," Tino said. He walked out and noticed the zombies gawking at him. "What are you deadbeats looking at?"

The zombies quickly tried to make themselves look occupied. A few even whistled inconspicuously.

Current Music: Aerosmith - Pink

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

The wall mural of crushed CDs was almost done, but there were still some blank patches. Melody was up on a ladder trying to cover them with glitter paint.

Groovy Tunes was open. Today's soundtrack: Men at Work.

light-a-spark.livejournal.com

Town hall seemed to have gone through a transformation for one evening as both security forces had outdone themselves. The ballroom had been made to look like the inside of a log cabin, a rather large log cabin at that, but still a log cabin. The walls were temporarily covered with woodwork and the decorative fireplaces had finally been put to use, casting a warm light on the rest of the room. The usual tables and seats to the side of the room had been replaced by comfortable, squishy couches. The middle of the hall was left open so there was plenty of room for people to dance.

Of course, there still were wooden tables covered with food and drinks spread along the length of the room. There was hot cider, mulled wine, gingerbread, apple pie and tarts with whipping cream and cider donuts,... Pumpkins, squashes and oranges with cloves were used at decorations. The tables away from the fireplaces and closer to the cooler dancefloor had been made to look like they were snowed under and the windows had been covered with fake snow and ice crystals to establish the winter theme.

It was something different.

((Up early for timezones and slowplay! As indicated before, this time it's adults only. So enjoy not having to watch yourself for ankle biters! If there's a need for it, a second post will be thrown up later.

~~Wait for OCD please! Watch me forget something, I'm sure.~~ Done. I think. Have fun!))

[[Arrive, Mingle & grab food, Fireplace & couches, Dancing, Mens room and Womens room.]]

all4thewookiees.livejournal.com

Jolee had found a sign that the previous owner had made at some point. After talking to Tino about it (which annoyingly required a couple mind tricks just to get him to open up... it's like Tino didn't like Jolee for some reason), Jolee came to a decision and put up a new sign.

Three Minute Dates at Caritas
Saturday, February 16th

It lacked the flair of the sign he had found, and flair seemed important for this kind of thing. That meant that he was going to have to decide which employee to force into running it.

[OOC: Just in time for post-Valentine's Day. There will be an info/signup post in a couple weeks, I just wanted to announce it now. :D]

new-to-liirness.livejournal.com

It was a very anxious sort of Liir who slipped into the store, dressed and pressed and even his hair had been tamed somewhat, as if he had to make up for the fact that he'd had a bout of what he personally would consider to be temporary insanity.

...also, because he might have worried people and he wanted them to be sure, at a glance, that he was all right.

As such, he did everything as he normally did, or as he'd done for the last couple of weeks anyway; he hadn't done it long enough for a 'normally'. The cookies were arranged decorously, the tea and coffee was set out, and there was a duster in his hand before he actually turned the sign to open the store.

~~[ooc: OCD in five... four...]~~ [ooc: OCD up!]

Current Music: John Barrowman - Easy to Love [*]

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

It was a (relatively) solemn Melody who watched the men with handtrucks cart off the extra CDs that morning. Apparently in between being kidnapped and making out with Kenny, Danni had checked the store's email, and, judging by the wide berth the shipping company was giving Mel, gotten something done.

Once the CDs were gone, she settled in behind the counter to page through Billboard. She interrupted her reading to pick up the cats, who seemed unusually clingy; she ended up with a cat on each shoulder and a braver one on the top of her head.

Groovy Tunes was open.

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody was using the store's resources to try to make an upbeat CD about the events of the weekend.

Unfortunately, there were not nearly enough songs about thinking you were someone else, making out with high school boys, drinking with gay elfy boys, and getting kidnapped by superheroes.

But Groovy Tunes was open anyhow.

tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com

The Joker was pouting. "Well, that wasn't how it was supposed to go at all," he said, staring at the television. He shrugged and turned around, brandishing a gun. "I suppose I'll just have to kill you. Our intrepid heroes didn't play by the rules."

Shockingly, neither did the Joker. He cackled gleefully.

( OH NOES! Will they survive?! )

[OOC: That's all ~~the crack~~ they wrote, folks! Thanks soooo much to my delightful partners in crime!]

Current Mood: cranky

tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com

The Joker had spent most of yesterday setting this up, so he sure hoped his guests would enjoy it: in the short time they’d be alive, naturally.

He took his inspiration from the world around him, so decorating the trees were maniacally smiling wooden squirrels that would throw explosive nuts, giant ticking models of teal deer, and mechanical bats that would swoop down and spray laughing gas.

The Joker missed the bat. Shhh, don’t tell.

He’d placed a camera up high in a tree to record the deaths of Superman and the Flash. He’d watch it every Christmas after It’s a Wonderful Life while he toasted someone’s chestnuts over an open fire.

Tucked up in a cozy chair in his lair, he watched the fun on the big screen television. “Popcorn, anyone?”

( Aww, he shares! What a generous archnemesis! )

( Meanwhile, in the preserve… )

Current Mood: creative

tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com

The room was painted a vibrant (or if you were being very honest “headache inducing”) purple.

The Joker was humming his theme music cheerily to himself as painted green stripes here and there and added clown masks to the walls.

Ah, all the comforts of home. Well, if you were used to being tied up by a cackling madman at home.

( And what would a lair be without hostages? )

[OOC: Preplayed with the awesome

remember5th,

meetingsnoopy and

sarcasm_guy. NFI, *totally* for broadcast, OOC is love.]

Current Mood: devious

iqof39.livejournal.com

D'Argo was so far oblivious to any weirdness that was overtaking the town this weekend, and happily so. He was just going to set up the bar, and considering what he went through last week at this time, make Tino do the work. He felt a little owed for having to work through that, see.

[Yeah so I think tonight's gonna be a mod Tino night as the AU'ed characters are totally getting the attention omg.]

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