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Originally, this was going to be a much smaller event, but then Fandom had to be Fandom and Portalocity had to be Portalocity, and now Zoe was wondering if there would be enough food for everyone or if she'd have to get things from the local restaurants.

For the moment though, everything was set up nicely. There were tables and chairs set up with blue and gold tablecloths, each covered with glitter from years of use. There were balloons, streamers, and other slightly tasteful decorations, also covered in glitter from years of being stored with things that were also covered in glitter. Don't worry, no one had died from a glitter overdose yet.

Once the food was set out and the (non-tainted) punch was ready, it seemed like things were as good to go as they'd ever be. If things got too crowded, hopefully a fire marshal wasn't among the folks who had come back to town.

[We appear to have broken the post, huzzah! Please use these links to get around: Arrive/Mingle | Food/Drink | Dancing | Shadowy Corner | Corner of 2005 | OOC]
[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com
Chad was going to feel like an idiot if they still had cheerleading stuff even though school was technically out, because he, never quite sure how that sort of thing worked, just decided to take his whole long shift at Empire today. He missed long shifts on Wednesday. Hey, he liked his job. All he really did was hang around, listen to music, occationally help someone, and he was still finding little plastic dinosaurs all over the place.

He didn't remember there being so many.

...Maybe they were reproducing.



[[ empire's open ]]
[identity profile] tyler-gone.livejournal.com
He was drunk.

No, not drunk: plastered.

And for some reason thinking of word made him laugh so hard he tumbled into the sand.

He hadn't saved the corporate art of the western United States, he hadn't reformed Fight Club, he hadn't taken Fight Club over again -- apparently there were now four other Tyler Durdens, each claiming to be the original -- he hadn't even kept a security guard from getting blown up right in front of him. But he could drink, and he could keep from flunking out of high school.

Tyler took another long pull from his bottle of scotch and stared at the waves. He'd make it back to campus. Eventually.

[OOC: He's baaaaack. Open to whoever wants to greet him.]
[identity profile] kitty--fetish.livejournal.com
By some miracle of the heavens above, Alphonse was not on the school grounds, but probably because he was trying to avoid it. Avoiding was good, because he was pretty sure last night's events would easily spill into today's as well if he was easily found.

No one would expect him out here. Really.

Alphonse normally didn't drink much coffee, but at least he knew the stuff was pretty good. So, caffeinated drinks it was.

[ ooc: open for poking and all your drinkable coffeestuffs needs. ]
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Piper was very grateful when Weevil opened Caritas extra early so she could decorate and set up for Veronica's surprise party.

She was also relieved when Tino informed her that Veronica would be late. Not that she was going to have to work anyway. It's her birthday party after all.


[please wait for ocd threads are up, yay!; comment notification is off. Ping me in the ooc thread if you need anything. :)]
[identity profile] dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com
Weevil arrives and immediately checks on the band. He's grateful they're all intact today. After making sure the bar is stocked, he opens the doors.

Caritas - Open [6/27]

Tuesday, June 27th, 2006 07:06 pm
[identity profile] marsheadtilt.livejournal.com
Veronica was still running on nerves and caffeine when she got to work. She was grateful to see Tino was back from wherever he'd been, though he snorted at her when she asked if he'd had a nice vacation.

Aaron hadn't appeared to her again since Anakin chased him off. She was hoping that was a good sign, even though Piper hadn't been able to help her.


[ETA: Since I've heard that a number of people are showing up tonight, I'm turning off notifications. If I miss a ping where you need me, let me know on AIM (veronicamarsFH) or in the OOC thread.]
[identity profile] dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com
Weevil had returned to Fandom a few days ago. It's definitely good to be back after spending a week in Neptune. And he's glad to see the zombie band back as well. He notices Tino seemed to be missing, though. He just shakes his head in amusement.

Caritas is open.
[identity profile] dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com
Weevil opens Caritas and prays the only problem he has to deal with is taping fallen limbs back onto the zombies. He really hopes no weetiny people show up tonight.
[identity profile] burger-boy-luke.livejournal.com
After yesterday, Luke realized that he needed reinforcements. He still hadn't exactly told Lorelai the truth about where all the small children had come from because he didn't need her totally freaking out over Rory and all the kids he had seen yesterday seemed perfectly fine.

But with it being his turn to host the Sunday Brunch, he wasn't taking any chances on dealing with all those small people alone, so Lorelai was with him, setting up an arts & crafts center in one corner of the diner.

The Menu Board

Omelet Station (with all the *handwavy* fixings)
Pancakes - regular, blueberry & chocolate chip
Belgian Waffles
Scrambled Eggs
Home Fries
Fresh Fruit
An assortment of muffins, donuts, and bagels
Coffee, Tea, Milk, Juice



OOC )
[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com
City Hall is aglow with the light from the torches. Streamers in blue and yellow line the way for students towards the ballroom. Inside, hangings and other decorations represent the Lost Cities. A working volcano stands in Krakatoa's corner. Seven DVD players are projecting 3D images of the cities as well. And streamers, glitter, candles, balloons, and lights are everywhere.

Prom has begun.

[ooc: Wait for the OCD threads or suffer my wrath. Done! But please wait for the music threads to go up before dancing. Prom II will be going up in about two hours. Later.]
[identity profile] jarodpretends.livejournal.com
Jarod was looking suspiciously at M. The kitten was looking very pleased with herself and wasn't interested in the treats he offered her. "If you ate Becky's bird, we're going to have to go live in the park."

M showed her concern by licking her paws and washing her ears.

"You won't like it. There aren't any pie crumbs there," he offered, waving the treat in front of her face.

More washing, a flick of the tail.

He was pleading a little bit now and put the treat on top of the reception desk. "Please tell me you didn't eat Jacky-bird."

She mewed at Jarod and sat down, looking at him expectantly. He picked the treat up again, and this time she ate it daintily from his fingers.

Jarod chuckled and scratched her between the ears. "You spent way too much time with Parker."

Maybe he'd call Sydney later.
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Lucas gave the sales floor one last glance before nodding to the members of Marc and opening up the shop for the first time.

In honor of the occasion which to be honest, Lucas didn't expect THAT many people to attend, after all, what with the excitement of the snow monster attack, they'd only had one day to advertize, and no newsprogram to take over and advertise with Lucas had set out an assortment of snacks including Eddie's "special recipe" brownies and beverages all of which were spiked. All of the artwork and posters were marked down by 25%, the listening stations were pristine and never would be again, and the stereo system was blasting a delightful mix of early nineties alternative and Gwar including Counting Crows, the Cranberries, the Mieces and Gwar and the Flaming Lips. Pearl Jam would not, under any circumstances, be played.

Everything was in order. He opened the door, hung the Grand Opening Art sale! sign on the front window, and headed back to the backroom for a quick nap.

Mark and Marc could handle whatever customers happened to wander through for the first hour or so.

[ooc: the band members are godmodable, though I'll probably mostly take on Mark.]
[identity profile] jarodpretends.livejournal.com
A bit bemused and confused by the activities of the previous weekend, Jarod was happy to return to Caritas and open the bar, which had been mysteriously undamaged by the snow monsters. Even the zombies were still in one piece (well, the drummer was in two pieces, but that was the same as it had been on Thursday, so he counted it as the status quo.

He couldn't decide whether he wanted Parker to show up or not.
[identity profile] dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com
Weevil arrives and makes sure everything is set up. He nods at the zombie band before opening the doors to Caritas.

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