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death-and-pies.livejournal.com

Ned was having dinner with his mother. Thinking that still made his hair stand on end. It felt like his childhood hadn't ever happened. It felt like it'd been one long nightmare and now it was over and he could breathe again.

They'd kept the conversation light. Ned hadn't wanted to think about the past and his mother hadn't wanted to dwell. She'd wanted to hear about his school, Rhode Island, his friends and Kaylee. He'd obliged, of course, and now they were sitting in comfortable silence, waiting for the girl in question to arrive.

Hopefully Ned wouldn't start crying again.

Current Mood: grateful

tyler_gone

It was finally the day Tyler had dreamed of all his life -- his wedding day, the day he and Tony Stark-Bass would become one. They'd rented a grand room in Town Hall for the ceremony and following reception, and everything was perfect. The marble floor had been polished until it shone like a mirror, gilt tapestries draped the walls, and arrangements of orchids flown in from Africa bedecked the altar where the men would plight their troth.

In the back of the room, large ice sculptures of Tyler and Tony as mythical creatures -- Tyler as a centaur, Tony as a pegasus -- kept the wedding cake, champagne and caviar cool. A stage for a musical performance was to one side. Everywhere, workers rushed about to put the finishing touches on the room.

It made Tyler tear up just to see it. Nothing could possibly go wrong.

[OOC: OCD up, all Fandom invited!]

likes-chicken.livejournal.com

It was to be an extravagant affair, with a mariachi band performing the music. Father Ned, of course, had his services hired to perform the actual ceremony. It may have been a rush arrangement, but it had to be. Hugo Reyes needed to marry his blushing bride before she was fully aware of his international playboy reputation, not to mention a few of his other deep dark secrets.

The entire town was invited to attend. There would be a reception after. Assuming everything went as planned...

[ooc: ~~Some OCD first, please!~~ Open!]

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

Since the last time Father Ned had been on this island, he'd traveled the world, tending to flocks far and wide. His work, the work of God, was never completed and Father Ned refused to let Him down. Despite the fact that he'd been to so many places and seen so many things, this island held a special place in his heart. It was riddled with comas, drugs, sex and other evil things but he found himself drawn here like a train car to a conveniently placed cliff.

Father Ned pulled out a chair and stood up on it, deciding here, where people would come and go, was as good a place as anywhere to begin his altruistic mission.

"Friends, listen to my words," he started, holding a hand in the air to quiet the masses (because masses always came to hear him speak). "I am here today to speak to you about the evils of...Christmas shopping. Why, you might be asking yourself, could something where you are giving be considered evil? Because, my sheep, when you are giving a gift, you are telling that other person that you want SEX."

Father Ned was a terrible priest who didn't see all sides of the argument. As evidenced by this sermon.

"When you go out and buy an expensive piece of jewelry, you are telling the receiver of that gift that you expect payment in the form of CARNAL RELATIONS later in the day. This, my friends, CANNOT BE. Christmas shopping is all about the pursuit of SEX! The more ornately wrapped your gift is, the more SEX you expect to get. Or, even worse, you except KINKY things to occur that would make God shudder. You are telling the receiver of your gift that you expect them to dress up in leather or you expect them to let them practice their knot tying with one of their favorite silk ties. My friends, I leave you with this. When someone gives you a Christmas gift, GIVE IT BACK! Making the giver return that gift is telling everyone around them that you REJECTED THEIR ADVANCES. There is no need for Christmas shopping. NO NEED. Don't go Christmas shopping and you will remain FOREVER CLEAN."

With that, Father Ned gave the masses (there were masses, of course) a serene smile and stepped off his chair to take his seat.

[lololol IDEK. anyway, yes, Ned is Father Ned, out to give horrible sermons all over the place. open place in town so open!]

Current Mood: PREACHY

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 ]]

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

Ned had a Disneyland trip to attend but that didn't stop him from opening the diner earlier than usual and making faces at the bleary eyed workers. They were so spoiled. They pepped up considerably when Ned told them he was leaving. Ned just hoped they didn't have a party and wreck the place.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Beer and Chipotle Battered Fish Tacos
Jalapeno Poppers Three Ways
Donut Bread Pudding

Luke's was open but minus a Ned!

Current Mood: accomplished

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

Ned was no longer a girl. He was glad of that for the sheer fact that he didn't want the kitchen staff to spend their day teasing him but he was unhappy about that for...a few other reasons. Still, he knew how to work and bake and do things in this body so, with a glare to the staff to keep questions to themselves, he went to work.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Spicy Baked Macaroni
Shrimp Pad Thai
Deeply Chocolate Gelato

Luke's was open and gender correct.

Current Mood: nerdy

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

Ned hadn't been out and about much since the whole thing with other him and the other world. He wasn't about to miss his work though since he knew he could get some ~~stress~~ baking in there. He'd kicked most of the staff out of the kitchen and let them take up spots at the counter, relaxing and eating the food he made.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Crabbed Stuffed Mushrooms
BBQ Spaghetti
Fried Apple Pies

Luke's was open and stressed.

Current Mood: stressed

usedtotravel.livejournal.com

The good news was, a few people had woken up.

The bad news was, there were far, far more people still asleep, and it wasn't clear if they'd be waking up any time soon.

[OCD is up, thank you for waiting!]

intraspective

The hall was still full of sleepers.

Luckily, there was plenty of food, coffee, and other drinks around to keep the doctors, nurses, volunteers and worried folk awake and wired and ready to spot any changes in condition.

For her part, Ino dreamt of sleep. But not the creepy sort of sleep. She could live without that, thanks. Unfortunately, she didn't have the time to sleep right now and there was no point in complaining.

There was work to be done, after all.

[~~Wait for the OCD or I will sic tired grumpy Ino on you.~~ OCD is up, hurrah!]

intraspective

One mostly sleepless night for hapless clinic workers and volunteers? Check.

Rows and rows of sleeping people? Check and double check. The sleeping people were, in Ino's not-so-humble opinion, really freakin' creepy thank you ever so very much. She didn't like the numbers, at all. Or the fact that nothing yet could be done to wake them up.

(And, maybe okay, she also didn't like the fact that she hadn't gotten much sleep the night before, shut up.)

That didn't stop the nurses, volunteers, and coffee makers from chugging on bravely in the face of all that unrelenting sleep and making sure their patients were properly taken care off.

[~~Wait for the OCD or I will sic Ino on you~~ OCD is up, up and away!

ETA: Evening/Night post is here]

usedtotravel.livejournal.com

The calls had started early in the morning, and the patients had followed shortly after, all with the same problem - people had fallen asleep and couldn't be woken up. It didn't take long for it to become clear that the clinic wouldn't hold everyone - there really were a finite number of rooms in the place - and in quite possibly the only instance of anyone ever being grateful for the plague, it wasn't long before Martha, the nurses, and the town hall staff had figured out how to recreate the emergency clinic in the town hall. Cots were set up, supplies were brought over, and the rest of the clinic staff had been contacted. Now, all they needed was to get everyone rounded up to be taken care of, and to try to figure out what was wrong.

[ocd is up!]

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

When Ned arrived to work today, it was carrying five Pop Tarts after being hit with them on the way over. The staff in Luke's were buzzing about the Pop Tarts and one of them was even nursing a Pop Tart related injury. Seems he turned his face up to the sky right as one came down and smacked in him the eye. Pop Tarts: great for breakfast but deadly for the eye!

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Shrimp Summer Rolls
Texas Dogs
Pop Tarts

Luke's was open and full of Pop Tarty goodness!

Current Mood: artistic

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

The wave of singing had missed Ned. Unfortunately, the wave of singing hadn't missed the NPC staff and they were busy singing into rolling pins and dancing with brooms when he arrived. Oddly enough, this wasn't even island driven. They just wanted to sing. They tried to get Ned to join them, even going so far as dropping a dish rag on his head and saying he was the new female lead but Ned escaped and let them do their musical number. At least it wasn't terrible singing.

TODAY'S SPECIAL
Rainbow Chicken Roll
Mushroom Parmesan
Coffee Liqueur Ice Cream Pie

Luke's was open and loud.

Current Mood: dorky

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

When Ned arrived at work today, he was met by some lively discussion of last night's television drama. Of course, Ned had no idea what they were talking about but he tried to seem interested so they wouldn't start laughing at him as soon as his back was turned for being a nerd.

Amazingly (and thankfully), Ned was actually able to contribute to the conversation and be right due to his attendance at last week's cabin tv show viewing party. That was going to make him smug for the rest of the day.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Bacon Cheeseburger Meatloaf
Grilled Chicken Pitas
Mom's Banana Dessert

Luke's was open!

Current Mood: good

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

It was Independence Day today and that meant Ned and the staff were decorated in their best red, white and blue. They'd even made Ned recite the pledge of allegiance before he could get behind the counter and actually start working. Ned wasn't sure if they were doing it to laugh at him or they really were that serious about the holiday. Whatever it was, Ned did it and now he was behind the counter, getting to work.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Crab Cakes
Steak with Horseradish and Chive Sauce
Chocolate Strawberry Shortcakes

Luke's was open and patriotic!

Current Mood: cheerful

just-add-starch.livejournal.com

The dance was still in full swing. It was still brightly decorated, the music was still pumping and the punch was completely spiked.

Have fun!

post 1 | arrivals | food/drinks/mingling | dark corners | girls bathroom | boys bathroom | dancing | ooc

[This is post two. ~~WAIT FOR THE OCD OR I WILL SEND YOU TO A FAKE TIMEZONE!~~ OCD IS UP! No one has to be banished to a fake timezone! Have fun!]

Current Mood: amused

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

Ned knew there was a dance going on tonight and, while the urge to take the day off to get ready was strong, he didn't want to leave people without a place to eat beforehand. He knew the staff could handle it but, sue him, he liked coming in and cooking. He just made sure to not make anything that would make him smell like grease even after a shower.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Nacho Dogs
Pina Colada Pie
Baked Macaroni and Cheese

Luke's was open and in a dancing mood!

Current Mood: giggly

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

With an event occurring in town, Ned figured he should get into work extra early to get started on the food preparation in case the extra people descended on the diner. The staff were busy buzzing about the famous (or lack thereof) people in town for the convention. Ned was pretty sure he heard them daring each other to flash someone or even go streaking.

Ned just hoped they didn't do it in the diner.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Chocolate Chip Cookie S'mores
Coconut Shrimp with Curried Tomato, Lime and Roasted Garlic Coulis
Country Pork and Peppercorn Burgers

Luke's was open and there was no flashing. Yet.

Current Mood: busy

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

Ned was still a little tired from lost sleep but he figured that getting into work and baking some would help him out in that respect. It was a change from his urgent, stress filled baking of last week. He was even able to ignore the rest of the staff when they started flinging dough at each other in a fit of boredom.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Chicken Empanadas
Creamy Macaroni and Cheese
Caramel Apple Cheesecake

Luke's was open and peaceful.

Current Mood: good

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

Ned was never more grateful to have a job than today. Normally, he baked when he was stressed. Today, he was baking because it was a convenient outlet for his energy. He was baking because he could pour his energy into something he knew he was good at and because he couldn't spend all day with his girlfriend in bed. Therefore, Ned was focused on his baking, hair tinged with perspiration and really wishing he could be somewhere else doing something else. Damn island.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Chicken Nuggets With Honey Mustard Dripping Sauce
Shrimped Stuffed Potatoes
Chocolate Brownie Crunch

Luke's was open and energized.

Current Mood: frustrated

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

Ned was pleased to see that the alligators were gone when he went to leave for his shift at Luke's this morning. He'd stayed mostly hidden yesterday and would have done the same today if the alligators were still roaming the streets. With them gone, he was able to get to work. The staff were chattering excitedly about those alligators but Ned mostly ignored them. He didn't think saying 'I hid' would be the most macho thing to come out of his mouth. So, he smiled politely and nodded as he went about setting things up.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Tuna Melt
Chicken Cacciatore
Chocolate Chip Pie

Luke's was open and alligator free!

Current Mood: awake

intraspective

There was a table set up with all sorts of drinks and things to nibble on. There was flowers. It was blatantly obvious that Edward expected a lot of people to show up—dear lord, she hoped no one did—and Ino crossed her arms over her chest and watched all of this resignedly.

It was really really hard to look anything but waifish and adorable in a pink dress with silver heels. Especially when you were blonde and tiny. Ino was giving it her best shot. The only reason she was even dressed up because she’d decided that morning that, it was better to look the part, really, and try to salvage some of her pride.

Ino was attempting to glare, but the sight of Edward running around (and what was up with the prince-clothing and purple cape? Seriously?) and fussing with the platform they were to sing on—where had he found a platform?!—was tugging a reluctant smile out of her.

He was just so happy. He’d loved her dress, and that she’d shown up, and that she was going to sing with him—oh glorious day!—and Ino… had lost track of the lecture she’d spent most of the night planning around the third spin of his glee. Crushing his spirits would be like kicking a puppy.

Embarrassment it was, then. Just as soon as he thought everything was perfect. She, for her part, was studiously pretending that this was her idea, no really, and she was totally okay with it. Really. Totally her idea. Honest.

[Edward modded with permission, naturally! ~~Wait for the~~ OCD is uuuup!]

[ETA: Because it’s getting larger, have links to the separate parts: The Duet! (And Other Songs) The Gawkers! Refreshments Mingle with the singers! OOC]

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

Ned felt a little lighter on his feet today considering Kaylee wasn't a raccoon anymore and he didn't have to worry about her hurting her tiny animal self when he turned his back. Today, he could just concentrate on baking. Well, baking and mulling over a few things he'd told Turtle yesterday. He still had time, definitely, but it was getting less and less each day.

Still, pie as a future was enough to buoy him for the day.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Baked spaghetti
Reuben sandwich
Mile High Apple Pie

Luke's was open.

Current Mood: good

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

It was Ned's first day at work. And, of course, since Ned had the worst luck ever, it was also Ned's first day at work toting a tiny raccoon who was once his girlfriend. He set said girlfriend on the counter with some sticks to put together while he went behind the counter.

He and the kitchen staff greeted each other cautiously (he was the new kid, after all) before Ned got set with putting everything up and making sure the kitchen staff didn't try to cook his girlfriend. Maybe raccoon was a delicacy somewhere?

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Lemon Meringue Pie
Stuffed Peppers
Chocolate Chip Pancakes

Luke's is open. Mind the raccoon.

Current Mood: nervous

stupid-toasters.livejournal.com

It was the day before graduation. The day before pomp and circumstance, diplomas, smiling seniors and proud guests. What better way to spend that day then partying the night away? That's right, tonight was the night of the senior lock in! Many ~~NPC~~ workers had been busy in town, cleaning up and setting up an abandoned warehouse for the event.

Now, the front of the warehouse was lit up with neon signs and stanchions that would lead the seniors into a huge building where not one speck of floor space wasn't being used for something fun. There was loud music pumping through the building and strobe lights were swirling around the area, lighting up the room in blues, reds, greens, yellows and various other colors. Decorations of all kinds painted the walls, giving the room a party like atmosphere.

Of course, it would just be a regular ole party, right? Nothing surprising would happen, right? Oh, of course. No surprises. Riiiiiight.

The senior lock in was open and it was time for the seniors to get their party on!

[Posted early for super duper SP! This is for seniors only. OCD is good to go! Have fun! Comments are off so, if you need me, ping the OOC thread or email me!

ETA: And there's something going down here! Have fun there and please please continue to play in the party beforehand. It's your party, seniors, please enjoy it!

ETA 2: And the thread to get free is here!. Hack it up! It's moddable!]

Current Mood: bouncy

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle Wexler heaved a great sigh. One of these days, she was very sure that Mister Apu would learn that that other cash register was absolutely no good and she wouldn't have to come in and drag out the right one (which was, in effect, very colorful and very plastic and had lots of large buttons and cool sounds). Today was not one of these days, but Turtle had fixed that, dragged out the toy one, set it up (thanks to the help of a chair) on the counter and got ready for a Very Important Day at the store.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Chocolate Chip Cookies, Grape Judas, Brussel Sprouts EW!

Turtle & Canary is open!

bigdamnprincipal

Even with the sun out, it was still fairly chilly on the causeway, creating a brisk reminder of what everyone would be leaving behind for the next week as they traveled through the Caribbean.

As the students, teachers, and guests gathered to wait for the portal to Florida, everyone was given a copy of their lodging information and a trip itinerary to peruse:

Eastern Caribbean Cruise Itinerary (7 Days)
Sunday: Portal to Ft. Lauderdale, Florida (Ship departs 5:00PM)
Monday: Princess Cays, Bahamas (Docked 9AM - 5PM)
Tuesday: At Sea
Wednesday: St. Maarten, Netherlands Antilles (Docked 9AM - 5PM)
Thursday: St. Thomas, U.S. Virgin Islands (Docked 9AM - 5PM)
Friday: Grand Turk (Docked 9AM - 5PM)
Saturday: At Sea
Sunday: Portal back from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida (Portal opens 7AM)

[OOC: Up early for SP! The cruise posts are up now as well: rooms are here and the ship is here. Please check to make sure that you have a room assignment, and let us know if you were accidentally left off. Also, make sure you have

fh_trips friended so you'll see the rest of the posts this week!]

yourwhiteknight.livejournal.com

So far disaster hadn't struck and it seems that the StuCo wasn't tempting fate with the choice of decor. Good thing. It would suck to have an invasion before everyone got lucky on Valentine's Day.

There was still plenty of food to eat, dances to be had and, hey, it looked like someone spiked the punch.

[You are some damn talky people. This is your mirror post (possibly not your last) for the dance. ~~Wait for the~~ OCD ~~or you'll have me to deal with and I fight dirty~~ up!]

[Quick links: Mingling, Food, Shadowy Corner, Chaperones, Dancing, OOC

not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com

After finally finding the church, Father O'Malley had spent half the night cursing his fate. Why!? Whyyyyy?! Why was he so different?!

Of course, there was no answer so he had gone to sleep on one of the pews.

But today... today he was ready to follow his calling again. Sitting in the confessional, he waited to help ease the pain of others.

[[Open like a church is!]]

canoutdrinkyou.livejournal.com

Marion hadn't noticed anything weird going on in town today. Then again, Marion wasn't exactly the most social of people these days and wouldn't have known the difference between one crazy person and another.

[I'm totally cheating and making it a mod Tino night]

intraspective

It was not often, really, that the streets of Fandom were so... packed. It had taken her a bit longer than planned to get from the dorms to the Perk (because hot chocolate was excellent, and she was lazy about making her own).

Ino stared out the window and had to grin a bit. It was just one of those days, maybe? First the glitter shower—which had made her laugh, and she was still incredibly sparkly (and gleeful about it)—and now everyone all out in force.

Maybe she’d just stay here for a bit and see if it got better.

[Open!]

gameknowsgame.livejournal.com

The ballroom was decorated old-school Vegas style. There were areas set up for roulette, craps, slots, and card games. There was a dance floor for anyone so inclined, as well as places to sit and talk.

The food was some of Gunther's finest with birthday cake for dessert.

Blair Waldorf was 17 now, and she was celebrating in style.

[ooc: OCD is up!]

Current Mood: giddy

weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com

Kaylee hadn't never tended a bar before, but when she came in for a drink (she wanted one of those pink ones, with the swirly straws!) and the grumpy guy had just shrugged and told her the usual bartender had left when she tried to explain what she wanted, she'd decided she'd just have to take over for the night.

Which was how Kaylee wound up behind the bar, meticulously reading a bartender's guide and occasionally pausing to test different pink drinks she found in the book.

Current Mood: getting drunk wheeee

always-damp.livejournal.com

By some act of Fandom, the weather was behaving itself. Any clouds or rain the weather forecasters had blathered about on the news seemed to have skipped over the entirety of Fandom Island. It was a perfect afternoon in October, just the right temperature in which to spend the day outside with pleasant company. Or even relatives.

A wide variety of sumptuous food was spread out on long tables at one end of the park. In the center were plenty of comfortable blue and gold tables and chairs perfect for sitting, chatting, and eating. To the other end of he park was the registration table where visitors could sign in and pickup their name tags.

Just above the registration area was a bright banner announcing the start of a hopefully calm weekend:
Welcome to Parents Weekend 2008
[OOC: DONE! Registration | Security | Food & Drink | Mingling]

all4thewookiees.livejournal.com

The part of Jolee Bindo will now be played by Don Cheadle.

Jolee - wearing his trademark suit and a smile that made him look 20 years younger - was still complaining. "Dammit, Tino. I don't have time to open my own booze to feed my horrible addiction. Help me out, man! I'm old!" His hair and relative lack of wrinkles disagreed with that statement.

Suddenly Jolee stopped and his British personality, Molee, took over. "Oh, I am sorry, old chap. It's my advanced age, you see. It makes my mate Jolee a tad grumpy. If you would be so kind, please do not serve him any more liquor. He has a horrible addiction and it shouldn't be fed."

Tino didn't pay any attention to any of this. He was too busy waxing his weaselly mustache.

[OOC: Open. Who knows which personality you might get if you don't choose to mod Tino?

Sorry about the delay with pings. My phone rang and then a friend expected me to hold a conversation. How rude of him.]

solo_sword

Jaina was getting married today! She was very excited, because even though John hit on her thinking she was her sister once she'd stolen Brooke's identity and only wanted the Skywalker diamond mine, he was still all she ever wanted. And now she would own his ass.

The park had been done up to look nearly as beautiful as she did, and the duck pond would be a lovely backdrop for the wedding.

[Anyone can say they got an invite. And Winchesters can just crash. It's SOW, yo. Wait for OCD!]

Current Mood: happy

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

The church was quiet save for a lone man in one of the pews near the front. His head was bowed, hands clasped together and lips moving silently.

The world outside was one full of depravity, transgressions and sin. Inside this church, Father Ned was safe. Inside this church, Father Ned reached out to those who were crying out for help, crying out for aide.

If they were cold, Father Ned gave them his coat. If they were hungry, Father Ned cooked them some soup. It was his small way of giving back to the world after what he'd done in the past. What he must never tell anyone.

No one would ever know that side of him. He'd been born the day he'd become a priest.

And so, Father Ned's prayers ended with a sigh and longing glance upward before he stood and looked at the empty church. Hopefully, it would be filled soon.

[So, Ned's a priest! And he'll be around all day to take confession or what have you. Come on by and confess your sins!]

Current Mood: religious!

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope was in a very good mood when she came into work tonight. The band singing 'Take a chance on me' only had her skipping behind the counter.

Aside from her very nice conversationn with Dean yesterday, she had a date to the Homecoming dance with someone she actually knew and liked. She was practically giddy over this and wondered what someone wore to these sorts of dances. Maybe Claire would know; she'd have to ask her.

She started wiping down the already clean counter, singing as she went along, "If you change your mind, I'm the first in line. Honey I'm still free..."

Tino just stared at her. And he might have been smiling. But it was highly doubtful.

Caritas is open.

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

There was a large signboard in front of Atlas Gym proclaiming the evening's event:

Swim Suit Up and Grab a Noodle!
Wednesdays at the Dive-In
Tonight's Feature - Space Battles IV: Fresh Dreams

Students, townies, and teachers alike could cuddle up on a raft or a noodle in the heated, Olympic-sized pool or the bubbly jacuzzi and watch Duke and Hanno save Princess Leanna from the evil Dark Helmet.

Current Mood: geeky

dojima-hime.livejournal.com

Dōjima was looking pale but determined as she set-up the presentation space. She'd been shooed out of the clinic at some point to 'go eat', and this seemed as good a way to repress as any. If she was not allowed to go find and kill this Tybalt, she'd settle for channeling her rage into a more, ah, 'productive' manner. Like making sure her classmates had access to useful information, and weren't being brainwashed.

Seating? Check? Props? Check. Goodie Bags for the end? Triple check. This was gonna be awesome.

Barney and Tink-sensei would be so proud.

Reno had to agree. Upon learning of an abstinence-only class, he had pretty much decided without question that someone had to teach the other side of the story.

The side of the story that didn't involve blue-balls until marriage. Some people just couldn't live that way, dammit.

He crossed his arms and sauntered over to stand by the side of his intrepid teaching buddy.

( LJ-Cut for bananas in baggies, and their insane excuse for teaching... )

[OOC: Up early for SP of Awesome! Open Boardwalk is Open for all, including 'guests'. Post & OCD pre-written with the awesome

raspberryturk .]

Current Mood: contemplative

gameknowsgame.livejournal.com

Blair didn't have ice to work with this time, but she tried to do what she could with the location she had. Luckily the beach was pretty. Besides, too much gold in the decorations tended to cross the line into tacky.

So she kept the decorations to twinkling gold lights and candles. Most of the linens were a crisp white, with golden napkins and table runners to provide pops of color.

The bulk of the gold went into the food. There were brandied apricots, lemon and chocolate cheesecakes, mango sorbets, small cups of saffron vanilla pudding, miniature stuffed yellow peppers, and any number of foods that followed the theme, along with the pies that Ned had made.

Drinks were mixed, but naturally included Goldschläger, as well as coffee and cocoa decorated with tiny gold letters which said things like "Fandom" or "Goodbye Summer."

Blair had staked out a prime table with a view of the water. She sipped at a passionfruit martini, listened to the music coming out of the various speakers she'd had set up, and looked forward to a night of ~~judging~~ watching the crowd.

She was also going to make sure nobody served those skunks. Clearly they didn't know how to hold their liquor.

[ooc: OCD up! Party down!]

Current Mood: cheerful

weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com

Kaylee was fully aware that there was a whole new section of the island to explore. That said, she was also aware that summer was dying down, and that it'd soon be too cold to really enjoy the parts of the island she already knew.

Which was why Wednesday afternoon found her getting some sun in her shiny new swimsuit. And because this is Kaylee, "getting some sun" did not involve lounging and tanning and reading a book so much as meticulously building a sandcastle that she could probably actually fit in herself. She was about halfway done, and she was just grateful she'd thought to bring her tools, honestly, because she had all kinds of ideas for acoutrements.

[open beach is open! this post is the product of me going "Omg that is the Kaylee-est bikini I've ever seen. I must post with it at some point," yes. because seriously. and yes it always said Serenity Cove and it never said ANYWHERE THAT DOESN'T EXIST ANYMORE.]

Current Mood: warm and sunny!

not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com

After the kid from yesterday's insistence on the security being simple, Tony decided a few up-grades couldn't hurt.

Especially to Jarvis. He was being far too smug about things in a way he never originally programed the A.I. for.

Tony was torn between proud and alarmed.

intraspective

Ino was… rather mutinous really when she showed up to work. She’d much rather be flying, but no, she couldn’t now.

Stupid work.

As she went about tidying up the store though her mood started to improve, and by the time she flipped the sign to Open, Ino was giggling.

What was with all the fruit everywhere? Seriously.

“I’m blaming Liir,” she told the drawer full of oranges. “Because, come on, honestly.”

Wellspring Arms is Open.

fates_jaye

Jaye was at the bar mostly on time. The mostly was because she was fully set to be late when she was chased down by wee marauding pirates. Considering they were only six inches tall, it shouldn't have been anything to be afraid of, but when anything swarmed at you like they did, you'd better run.

So she was there on time, and pirateless, save for the one that had somehow managed to hitch a ride on her purse, and started pillaging through it as soon as she set it down.

gameknowsgame.livejournal.com

When you had money and were creative you could make parties happen anywhere. Blair had both money and creativity in spades, and thus her party was born.

It was an Antarctic theme so there was ice aplenty. Blocks of it were used to make tables and chairs (with blankets and cushions on them - Blair would suffer for fabulousness but there was no reason to willingly give yourself frostbite). Slabs of ice made up the bar and the tables for food. Carefully placed lights helped to show off what was available. All in all the end effect was something not unlike this. The only thing that wasn't as icy was the floor, because much though Blair would find it amusing to watch people fall down, it ran the risk of her pretty decorations being destroyed.

There was dance music playing and a space for dancing if anyone was inclined. There were plenty of extra blankets for anyone who hadn't dressed warmly enough to avoid a chill, or just wanted an excuse to cuddle. There were also tables set up in booth-like formations for those who wanted to sit and chat without being in the middle of the flow. One table had its own bar, extra thick and comfy pillows on the chairs, and luxurious blankets to help stay warm. No prize for guessing that this was the table Blair had claimed.

[ooc - OCD is up! C'mon in!]

Current Mood: creative

weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com

Kaylee didn't mind working on a holiday (even one she only kinda sorta knew of) because truth be told, this was how she'd spend it anyway, given her druthers.

So she was there, carefully putting the finishing touches on Lucas' ball polisher.

Hee. Ball polisher.

Current Mood: productive

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

Ned had gone out.

Yes, this was a major accomplishment. He was pretty sure he wasn't going to run into any errant demon leftover from last weekend but he was packing anyway.

Yes folks, he had a rolling pin. Just in case.

But, it wasn't needed now since he was safely inside, had safely procured a pastry and was safely sitting in a chair.

See? Accomplishment.

[Open, of course.]

Current Mood: accomplished

bigdamnprincipal

As soon as Zoe heard Hades' announcement, she headed to Town Hall.

Actually, the first thing she did was let out a string of profanity that would have made Mal blush, and if Grace picked any of it up later, she would only have herself to blame. Then she took Grace, promising John they'd be safe, and headed to Town Hall. She ~~handwavily~~ contacted the others in charge on the way, and started working on a plan for how to take care of Hades. At the moment, the plan involved a lot of violence on her part.

[Please obey the OCD!]

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