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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]

makemyownway.livejournal.com

Like so many weekends before it, the calm of a September Saturday morning was interrupted by the unscheduled opening of a portal in the park. This one sprang to life in a blaze of blue and gold and a burst of glitter before settling into something more stable.

The first to flood out were a score of squirrels, followed by some alots, a few teal deer, and some gremlins who had left Fandom to seek their fortune through biting. Then humans, humanoids, and those we never asked about too closely came through the portal.

Welcome back to Fandom, alums! Even if you hadn't planned on being here this weekend!

[OOC: Feel free to establish your folks coming through if they aren't taking alternative methods to arrive! HAPPY TENTH ANNIVERSARY, FANDOM! Come hang out in the IM chatroom gogremlins if you have time to kill and want to catch up/squee/find out what people have done IRL over ten years...]

zetabetabrat.livejournal.com

Okay. Fine. At a certain point you couldn't blame the island for dumping Rebecca here when she wasn't really doing anything to try to get back to DC.

On the other hand, a ridiculous and immature part of her really wanted to walk on the beach while holding her shoes, so she was doing that.

Not that she was all fun and games. While she walked, she read and responded to emails with her free hand.

It felt nice.

{open!}

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

It hadn't taken long for word to spread regarding the removal of the rabbits, gizkas, protopets... and most importantly, the School Board and the Howells.

The lack of needing to pretend they were a Perfectly Ordinary Boarding School meant that the uniforms ~~could~~ had to be disposed of.

In a bonfire, naturally.

[ooc: come one, come all, indulge in some pyromania-fueled catharsis! ocd up, c'mon in!]

lockestheway

Portals elsewhere might break, send you to the wrong planet, or leave you hanging; this one was forever faithful to its own schedule.

Sadly, for those denizens of the island who might have grown attached to their children, that meant it was time to say goodbye. The portal popped up blazing purple in the center of the park, calling to those it had taken here just a few days ago.

Time to go, time to go home, children.

[[ for your AU kidlet goodbyes! Sniff. ]]

zetabetabrat.livejournal.com

Today being one of the six days a week that Rebecca didn't have class, she found herself making a coffee run to the Perk. Sure, it wasn't quite the fancy coffee shop she tended to frequent back home -- which was rather dark and generally quiet except for the smooth jazz on the radio, and had more than its share of secluded corner booths -- but it would do for now. The coffee was, she had to admit, excellent. Even if she wasn't quite sure what this scone was supposed to be.

She sat by the window, sipping her coffee and idly drumming her fingers on the table as she watched people go by. It was a nice, calm way to spend an afternoon, Rebecca decided. Maybe later she'd take a yoga class.

[[open perk!]]

lockestheway

It was that time of the year again: spring break, with its travels to far away and exotic locales! Like Brazil.

Teachers and students had been asked to assemble at the causeway as per usual. Their portal would be leaving early on into the afternoon, so there was plenty of time to pack up your things and hurry on down to catch it.

So, the question remained: was everyone ready for some fun in the sun? Or was there still too much bodyswappy freaking out to be done?

Stay tuned.

[[ gather all, gather around! ]]

life_inshadow

A room at the community center had been set up for a perfectly innocent slumber party that was in no way intended to promote girlkissy. Streamers were tacked to the walls, a buffet table held a range of late-night nibblies with a bias toward the sweet end of the spectrum, and a sound system played current pop and dance songs. Blankets, pillows and sleeping bags were heaped neatly along one wall, ready to be put into use by anyone with the inclination to stay the night.

Depending on your inclinations, this was either an innocent celebration of the start of spring break, or the ideal way for Fandom's young women to explore their Sapphic urges. Either way, it promised to be a good night.

zetabetabrat.livejournal.com

So this week was beginning to get tiring even for Rebecca. Which meant sugary coffee drinks were in order.

Or it could mean she could just... stop having sex this week, but that was ridiculous.

So. She was here loading up on sugary drinks, at least in between rounds of being... elsewhere. Yes. And she was wearing a skimpy little outfit that might, very possibly, get in the way of her goal of recharging her batteries. You know. Maybe.

[[open! THIS NEVER GETS OLD. YOU'D THINK IT WOULD GET OLD BUT IT DOESN'T.]]

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

It was getting to the point that even Tino was starting to look a little good to Nathan. What in the fuck was going on here? When that thought first impeded, Nathan punched himself in the face and banished Tino to the stock room.

Now, he was gulping down Irish whiskey and glaring at the band because they were taking turns looking at him like he was dinner and not the...there was no good kind with them! Ugh, gross.

Nathan kept drinking and wondered how in the fuck he was gonna get this feeling to go the fuck away.

Current Mood: cranky

glacial_queen

Karla had managed to open the store today. She'd walked inside, taken a look at the new shipment of toys, and realized that there was NO WAY she could be expected to work today. Not while feeling like this. Not while staring at a box of vibrators. And bringing it into the back room would be EVEN WORSE, because the back room was where ALL the adult toys and items were. Dealing with the more risque novelties was already bad enough.

It wasn't even worth trying. Karla set Mini-Morton up behind the cash register, set out a giant bowl of condoms, dental dams, and packets neatly labeled 'magic contraceptive tea' with a "FREE--STAY SAFE!" sign in front of it, and left the store.

...With a few free samples from the shipment, yep.

[Mod the store, I'm driving all day]

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

A sign was posted at the front door:
G.O.B. Bluth Presents:
Three Minute Dates at Caritas
hosted by A Matchmaker Named G.O.B.

That's right. It was time for Three Minute Dates once again. Come one, come all, for your speed dating and getting drunk before speed dating!

At 8:00 promptly, the lights went dark. And then, The Final Countdown began... but there was no GOB. After a minute, he rushed the stage in a panic. "Wait, this is tonight? Isn't this [microphone feedback] usually on Saturdays? Wait, today's Sunday? I have no [microphone feedback]ing idea what day it is."

"Ahem. Thank you, everyone, for coming out here out tonight. This is Three Minute Dates. And I am, of course, a Matchmaker Named GOB." He waited for applause..... and then continued. "When I or somebody else, probably Tino, who knows? calls your name, find a table with the other person whose name was called and get to talking and see if you want to make babies within three minutes. Because after three minutes, you'll hear this sound."

A zombie keytarist hit a key that started to play a recorded sound of bed springs... springing... suggestively. Love was in the keytar, apparently.

"And that's when it'll be time to move on to your next date. Got it? Good. Now just remember, if you're a lady 18 or older who doesn't like your options, I'm a solid backup plan. You can find me at the bar after the dates, or just come on up whenever you want."

[The Bar Before the Dates | Round 1 | Round 2 | Round 3 | Round 4 | Round 5 | OOC]
[Regular post-dates Caritas post]

[OOC: Three minutes = ten comments total, five per person. You don't need to do your threads chronologically, but try not to Joss yourself.

Epic OCD is ~~beginning. For the love of god, please wait until I'm done.~~ complete! Epic thanks to

mouthy_merc and

also_audrey for helping get the OCD together.

If I made a blatant mistake, like skipping a character completely for a round or posting a pairing twice or accidentally making incest happen, feel free to grab me on AIM or in the OOC thread and I'll make a quick fix. Remember, attacks on your dates will get you teleported elsewhere on the island.

Also remember that most playing should happen on Sunday, but if you need to finish things up on Monday, that's fine.

A regular post-dates Caritas post ~~will go up on Sunday.~~ is up!

I may pass out now.]

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

The town hall had been transformed into a ballroom fit for a queen (and/or king. Or multiples thereof). The ceiling was resplendent in ribbons of royal purple, gold and white, and castle murals adorned the walls.

As they entered, tonight's guests were offered their choice of crown or tiara. Over by the photographer ~~who doesn't have a thread because that's what happens when you post at 6:30 in the morning~~, there was a pair of thrones set up to really complete the theme.

And- of course there was glitter. Really, people, did you even need to ask?

Anyway, the doors were open, the punch was as of yet unspiked... welcome to your 2012 Valentines Ball, Fandom!

[ooc: ocd up! up early for timezones and because i was awake already anyway. second post will go up later if/when it's needed! here, have some links for great threading justice: arrival/mingling / punch and food / shadowy corners / chaperones / dance floor / ooc ]

rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com

The girls had been ~~handwavily~~ notified to meet at Pixie Dust (with a handy map attachment included for anyone who might be too new to know where it was) for today's meeting. Because it would be bad to have a meeting and forget to tell people where.

"Hey, everyone! With Valentine's Day next week and the dance this weekend- and I hope you all stopped by the table and bought your tickets-" Annie was not above a shameless plug, no. "-and we thought we could spend today doing a little preparation."

Rilla nodded enthusiastically. Dress shopping was always fun! “Styles might have changed drastically from where or when you originally come from, but it never goes out of fashion to be tastefully dressed for a formal occasion.”

Which meant she’d be judging bare shoulders and a lot of knees showing, just FYI.

Right, don't dress like a strumpet. "So today we're going to spend time in the store, and if you need help you have plenty of support here," Annie went on. "Even if you're not planning on going to the dance and don't need to get anything, it's fun to just look around and try things on, right?"

“Right!” Rilla squealed. “And they have really good bargains in the back of the shop if your dollar doesn’t go quite as far as it did in 1914...”

Just to pull a year out of thin air.

Current Mood: excited

furnaceface

When people arrived to the Boards for rehearsal today, they'd see that Jono had brought along... well, a measuring tape. You know. For reasons.

"Today, we're going to get started by working our way through the first scenes of the script," he said, nodding to the group assembled. "That would be the wedding scene, Garnet and Lad on their way to the castle, and the Time Warp."

Because, so help him, he just wanted to get a start on the Time Warp.

"Any lines that belong to supporting characters will be handed to members of the chorus, which gives some of you an opportunity to speak at the wedding. And, for anyone who doesn't know, it's a jump to the left, and a step to the right."

He was helpful like that.

"I've also brought the measuring tape along, so that people can start taking measurements. Costumes for our lingerie roles will be supplied by Dite's, and we'll need those measurements in because some of them are going to need to be ordered in specially for the show."

He was looking at you, Herc. Guy.

[Open!]

furnaceface

Ah, the first day of rehearsals at the Boards. It was just the sort of thing to make Jono show up looking... if not happy then at least slightly less grumpy than usual, with a stack of scripts in his arms complete with sheet music. It might have been the therapeutic smashing of creepy dolls with a crowbar that had him in such a good mood. Or maybe it was the sheet music that did it for him. Even Sweet Transvestite could be soothing if it was played well, damn it.

Really, if you wanted happy, you need look no further than Troy: the fluster and panic of a first rehearsal was generally guaranteed to have a smile fixed on his face. "This is going to be awesome," he said to Jono, as an aside. Turning to the gathered performers, he added, "Hey, everyone, thanks for making it out! I hope you're all excited for this -- I know we are!"

"Before we get started, I have the scripts here," Jonothon's excited face looked much the same as his 'Yes, I certainly do appear to be awake today' face. "There's enough for each of you to take one, and you can feel free to make as many notes in the margins or mark them up however you see fit. They're yours to keep. Today, we're going to just be acquainting ourselves with the script and the music of the show, since I know a good many of you showed up for auditions without even the faintest idea what in the world you were getting yourselves into."

Which had amused Jonothon to no end, really, but they were in a show with underwear and dry humping, and he was going to have to break it to them sooner or later, after all.

Underwear, dry humping, incest, cannibalism... Really, what didn't the show have? "At some point," Troy continued, "I was thinking we could watch the movie all together, but I want to get rehearsals underway first so that we're not locked into that as the 'right way' to do things. Theater's not about that. The movie's iconic, yeah, but with a live show like this, what you all bring to the roles is just as important as how someone may have played it once before."

"So, everybody grab a script," Jono said, "and take a seat. We'll do a read-through of the script, pausing for the musical numbers, which we'll just play on CD for this one rehearsal so that you get a feel for the vocals. If any of you have any concerns or questions about any of this, feel free to ask Troy or myself during the read-through, or to grab one of us after rehearsal. Shall we begin?"

[Open rehearsal! Script (with audience participation cues just 'cause) is here. Cast list is here. Yaaaaaaaay!]

regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com

Kenzi was apparently 'experimenting' with liquors again, and was placidly ignoring all customers.

Tino was standing back with a fire extinguisher. That little barbecue lighter got waaaay too close to some of the glasses.

[ooc: two lectures to give tonight; mod Tino, unless you're good with extended SP.]

sith_happened

Anakin was a little surprised to find that people had been booked into the jail cells over the weekend, and was even more confused as Ralph hummed something that sounded like "bad boys" under his breath, but he went to his office and ~~started looking for a suitable bribe to make up to Juliet for the weekend~~ worked on his paperwork.

Current Mood: confused

mouthy-merc.livejournal.com

Pageant girls are rounding up for a showdown in Fandom, Maryland at Little Miss Glitzy Fandom Face Pageant. Bringing contestants from all over the country for an intense competition of fun for all ages!

Contestants are competing for the $1,000 and the title of Ultimate Grand Supreme Poobah of all Beauty!

Who will take home the big crown? Who will go home in tears? Find out on this episode of Toddlers and Tiaras!

oncourtandstage.livejournal.com

Thursday meant that the same sign was up on the door:

AUDITIONS
Petey Sci-Fi Talky Picture

January 8th and 12th, 2012
(That means today!)

Rehearsals Sundays and Thursdays
through March 22nd, inclusive.
Performance Friday, March 23rd!

Please be prepared to perform
both a song and a monologue.
Monologues and songs available
if you do not have your own.

(Songs and monologues do not
need to be from the show.)

Adults welcome!

Come one, come all, and audition for one of the best shows on Earth! Troy was just going to be over here, amused that he hadn't noticed any odd singing yesterday -- because it's not like it was odd for him to be singing.

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Entries tagged with rebecca logan

Come As You Were Dance, Community Center, Saturday Evening

The Park over by the Belthazor Commemorative Ditch [Saturday, September 5, 2015, dawn]

The Beach, Saturday Morning

The Beach, Friday Evening

The Park, Monday Evening

The Perk, Thursday Afternoon

The Causeway, Sunday Morning/Afternoon

Pre-Spring Break 'Not Girlkissy' Slumber Party, Friday Evening

The Perk, Thursday Afternoon

Caritas | Wednesday

Dite's Decadent Delight, Monday Afternoon

Three Minute Dates - Caritas - Sunday night

Valentines Dance, Town Hall, Saturday Evening

Pixie Dust [afternoon sorority meeting]

The Boards, Sunday Evening [Rehearsal]

The Boards, Thursday Evening (Petey Sci-Fi Rehearsal)

Caritas, Thursday evening (1/26)

Trooper Station [all day]

Little Miss Glitzy Fandom Face Pageant - Arms Hotel, Sunday Afternoon

The Boards, Thursday [Auditions!]

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