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The carnival was still going strong, and of course the booths were always a big draw! Whether you wanted to kiss someone, see them sopping wet in late October in Maryland, or just throw pie in their face, there was plenty more to do!

There was probably still glitter involved somehow.

[Post I | Kissing booths | Dunk tanks | Pie tossing | OOC]

stacyexperiment

Soooo the carnival was out this year, due to that whole murder carnival this summer. But it did bring the arrival of the Homecoming Fall Festival, which was open nice and early for everyone to get playing around and mingling. You might even be enticed to come in just by the dulcet sounds of the zombie band playing at the concert stage. Yeah, that was a thing that was happening.

There was plenty of new fall-themed stuff going on to see and explore, and who doesn't want to catch up with everyone who's come into town for the weekend? Come one, come all, and remember to stick around for the parade! Because this was a town full of stairs and that was gonna be interesting.

Oh and you were almost guaranteed to leave with glitter on your person but you knew this job was dangerous when you took it.

[Food | Tables | Pick a Pumpkin | Petting zoo | Music Stage | Corn maze | Hay bale obstacle course | Homecoming parade | OOC | Post II]

endsthegame

The school had instructed everyone going on the fall break trip to gather up at the causeway late on Sunday afternoon.

There was a little designated area for the luggage to the right, while students and teachers could gather up on the left. There'd been an instruction about winter wear in the invite, too - hopefully everyone had complied, considering their destination.

Now it was just a matter of waiting for the portal.

[[ open for all trip-goers. first trip post will go up later today. ]]

throughaphase

Kitty had come in to check up on some stuff and found the bar... very weird. The zombies (wearing their own shirts, of course) were playing very upbeat music today, there was a giant "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY" banner over the stage that was practically dripping glitter, and there were several bottles of champagne lined along the bar.

Um. Okay.

Since obviously Tino and the zombies knew something she didn't- or they were just weird- Kitty decided to roll with it.

FIRST ROUND FREE

[Happy anniversary! Come one, come all, see people get gremlin bittenated!]

fates_jaye

Given who the chihuahua currently in her care was when he wasn't a chihuahua, there was no way in hell Jaye was leaving him alone in her apartment. It was a miracle he wasn't dead by Vader like a dozen times for the stuff he pulled, he wasn't getting left with her stuff unsupervised. So naturally, he was at Chilly Boulder with her.

While trying to talk them into giving her the raisin rum without the pesky raisins, the manager came over to complain about the dog in a food establishment, which was why Jaye'd spent a lot of time arguing that it wasn't really unsanitary unless Jamie was doing the scooping.

Believe it or not she won that one, and was now at a table, refusing to share. "I hear ice cream's bad for dogs," she explained.

[A day late but I still did it. Open!]

dontphasemebro.livejournal.com

With everything going down tomorrow, Kitty wasn't spending much time at all up front today. She was much more concerned with anything that might be going on in the back, and really, after hearing radio she felt better being around them than keeping up a front for any minions that showed up tonight. She wasn't sure she could play nice today.

So the place was open, and there was at least one person here crossing her fingers that tomorrow went smoothly.

[Fairly easy day at work, pinging should be pretty consistent from me.]

dontphasemebro.livejournal.com

It was just your nice, normal night at Caritas, the front end of the restaurant serving good ol' American favorites, and some of that British... food, just in case anyone high and mighty showed up. Yep, just your average, ordinary restaurant, with Kitty occasionally at the counter, except when she had to check on inventory in back. It was a nice place of a loyalist to visit.

The secret back room, though, that was where the fun was. Shhh dun tell.

[Some SP from me for the next hour while at work, but feel free to mod Kitty at the other side of Caritas if you want something faster.]

sith_happened

Anakin had been on the island in the morning for something completely unrelated to alternate universe children (Juliet liked the chocolate donuts from JGOB best, and Anakin was a sucker, okay), but he'd felt the uptick in Force-strong presences immediately.

He'd found Chris not much later: he'd stayed with some friend last night and Anakin hadn't inquired too closely about who it had been, too busy boggling at meeting a teenaged son who was almost as tall as he was while Rory was still carrying him around inside of her.

Then there was a brain-breaking radio show, and a frantic call to Rory. Now there was coffee. Soooo much coffee.

Chris, it seemed, wasn't a big talker as he tried to eat the Perk out of their supply of pastries. Juliet wasn't best pleased by this.

[OOC: Especially for the family, but open!]

Current Mood: confused

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

It had taken way longer than Rory would have preferred to get out the door this morning. Between what had become Juliet's now-requisite clinging to her leg before she left and her own actual exhaustion, it was afternoon before she made it into town. And while she'd planned to meet Jaina for lunch anyway, it took way more effort to actually get into Pizza Planet and sit down than she would have liked. Plus it was getting to where sitting in booths was uncomfortable, too, though she still fit juuuuust barely.

While she waited, she sent Anakin a text promising to try and get one of those little aliens from the machine for Juliet and Vladdie. They could totally share, okay?

[waiting for one, but totally open omg! I go AFKish around 4:30 EST, though, so SP after that]

sith_happened

Anakin had been off-island all weekend and hadn't realized that people hadn't been themselves for Saturday and Sunday. Granted, it was Anakin and so even if he'd known, he wouldn't have cared.

He was in the park now with Juliet and a ~~NPC~~ cameraman who'd brought far too many props.

Congratulations, Ethics students! It's time to take ~~creepy, creepy~~ pictures with your droid babies. In matching outfits. Because it's not a family photo if you aren't wearing matching outfits!

[OOC: Completely handwaveable for Ethics students, but taking photos with babies is always a bit of a parental nightmare. Embrace the insanity if you choose!]

Current Mood: amused

bigdamnprincipal

For as long as Zoe could remember, she'd always had to be the solid one in any given group. When Wash had died, she'd known instantly that she couldn't let her emotions show in front of anyone but the ghost in her quarters. It was Mal's job to fly off the handle, to swear and shoot people, and it was her job to be a rock, and to bring him back to stability.

In Fandom, the situation was very much the same every time something terrible happened. Zoe knew that no matter how bad things got, she had to be strong, because falling apart in front of the students, or even the teachers, just wasn't an option.

Which, she supposed, made Anakin her Mal here, if only because imagining Deadpool in tight pants made Zoe's brain do things it oughtn't.

Cameron was gone. Her family was gone. Only Grace was left, and that was because Zoe wasn't letting her more than an arms length away. Her ~~handwavey~~ radio call for an emergency town hall meeting wasn't just about gathering information and rallying everyone together, although it was certainly damn time for that. Hopefully, it would provide a good head count for who was still left on the island. However many people came, it wouldn't be enough to make Zoe feel better, but maybe it would be a start.

[OCD is up! Have at it!]

sith_happened

Anakin came back from Connecticut with a new sense of purpose (and a deep hatred of the idiots who drove on I-95), several 2x4s, a hammer, and some paper.

A few minutes of banging later and Anakin had a giant bulletin board...thing.

In big bold letters he labeled one giant sheet of paper "CONFIRMED DISAPPEARANCES" and the other "RETURNING FANDOMITES."

He took a deep breath before scrawling information under the disappearances, then tacking up two dated photographs of the people in question on the blank area on the board he'd left for that purpose. For some reason it seemed vital that someone other than him remember what they looked like too.

He placed a piece of glass down over the sheets of paper (no use going to this much trouble if things would just get blown away or wet) and headed back to the trooper station to catch up on what he'd missed the last few days.

[OOC: And now we have an IC place to link to the information dropped characters and alumni are leaving in voicemails! Please hold for OCD.]

Current Mood: busy

notyourpawn.livejournal.com

It was dark and hushed in Groovy Tunes today, and the quiet music was discordant and harsh.

Everything had been so perfect. When the ichor had pulled her into darkness, when her eyes had gone black and her skin gray. Her body had mutated and she had known peace. All the little ticks of her brain had made sense. She had been a gear in a larger clock; a puzzle-piece in a grand puzzle. Nothing was strange. Nothing was wrong. She hadn't been mad at all.

Her body was slowly returning. So she had been mad. She had thought herself sanest while completely, entirely mad. What did that say for her?

She had endangered her child; what better proof that she was unfit to care for it? Had the child experienced her madness? There was no way to tell.

Alice sat in Groovy Tunes. It was open, even if none of the lights were on. She preferred the shadows. They helped her to think. Or to hide, as the case may be, though hiding from one's self required more effort than dark.

(open-ocd-free)

Current Mood: scared

redandblueblur.livejournal.com

Clark wasn't exactly working at the bar so much as stopping by to see how his good friend Tino was. Maybe have a coke and see if he couldn't tune in some preseason football for his trouble.

It was good being in a town where he didn't get interrupted twice a quarter to rescue someone who'd been buried alive.

tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com

Luke had promised his father that he'd visit--especially after hearing the admittedly sketchy details of what had happened on the island a few weeks ago--so there he was, eating pastries and waiting for Anakin to finish up some errands.

It had been a long time since Luke had gotten a chance to just sit and eat something that tasted good (the last system he'd visited had been heavy on the reconstituted glow-in-the-dark tree lichen and no), so as far as Luke was concerned, his dad could take his time.

[OOC: Open for all your Luke or pastry needs!]

Current Mood: hungry

auntie-vida.livejournal.com

Vida had been busy since early that morning, setting up the park to be perfect for the Strawberry Social. Fortunately, the park was bug free, but she had music playing to drown the sounds of Celine Dion from nearby residences. Said music tended toward the pop side, bouncy and happy, with a side of disco. Drake had nothing to do with that, really.

Several picnic tables were laid end to end, covered with red table cloths and adorned with flower arrangements. There were plenty of plates to load up with food, which was available in plenty, including just about every strawberry dish imaginable. Vida had gone overboard, yes. She'd also provided red flowers to tuck in the hair and red scarves for those who might be feeling red-deficient.

Ignore any threat of rain, the weather was gorgeous. Because Vida demanded it.

[~~Wait for~~ OCD~~, please~~ is up! Open to all!]

Current Mood: happy

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory had heard a little about what had been going on on the island.

Well, okay. She'd heard that Anakin's first wife was visiting. The dead one. The dead mother of Rory's stepchildren, who were older than Rory herself in one of the timelines to choose from.

So, you know. Typical Skywalker fun.

But Rory herself, as much as she wanted to hide at home and not meet Padmé, was drawn to the island. She took Juliet with her, and got an iced coffee from the Perk before settling in the park. As much as she wanted to meet the first Mrs. Skywalker -- the one who had been married to Anakin, since she'd known an unmarried Padmé before -- her nerves kept her stalling a bit. She fiddled with Juliet's shade on her stroller, she checked her text messages, she even wrote an email to her mother on her phone.

Because honestly, Rory didn't even know where to look. But she didn't want to say she hadn't tried at all, either.

[yeah, if you didn't guess, Rory's going to run into someone. But it's open for anyone who wants to run into Rory and the baby, or Padmé!]

sith_happened

When this wore off, Anakin was going to wonder if the gremlins listened to radio and set out to target his family this weekend.

But until then, Captain Von Trapp was going to be strumming his invisible guitar and singing:

Small and white, clean and bright, you look happy to greet me...

Shame Anakin couldn't sing. At all.

"Come, family, join in!" he commanded.

Current Mood: gremlin bit. again.

noearsyet.livejournal.com

Just on the other side of the Causeway, the weather was cool, but in Fandom, a beautiful, warm nearly-summer evening welcomed Fandom's seniors and juniors to their Prom.

A large tent open on one side had been erected in the center of the park. Garlands of small white lights entwined with greenery decorated the edges and roof of the tent, while two of the canvas sides were covered in large pictures of cherry blossoms and the middle had a wall-sized painting of a masquerade. Under the canopy were clusters of little chairs and tables along with the table of food and punch bowl.

Beyond the tent's open wall, a dance floor had been set up on the grass under the ~~conveniently~~ flowering trees. More fairy lights had been wound through the tree branches leaving the area softly lit in most areas. Torches were placed in a few clusters around the dance floor, making flickering areas of brighter light for people to congregate.

A photographer waited for his clients just beyond the dance floor with several backdrops of flowers or masquerades or, oddly, a lemur family to choose from.

The voting box for Prom King and Queen stood right at the entrance to the dance for those last-minute votes.

And, of course for Fandom's Masquerade, a table of elaborately decorated (or some more simple ones) waited for their new owners to simply slip them on and join the revelry.

[OOC: Weather modded with permission. The Prom is open to juniors, seniors, and their dates and definitely open to slowplay. Another post will be going up later this evening set for 10pm-midnight. Prom voting is open until 4pm EDST ~~Please to be waiting for the~~ OCD IS UP! (No thanks to LJ)]

[Arrive and Mingle | Photographer | Food Tables and Punch | Shadowy Corners | Chaperones | Ladies Room | Men's Room | Dancing | OOC]

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! Kissing Booths | Dunk Tanks | Pie Tossing | OOC | First Post]

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]

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

It should be little wonder to anyone that the first stop Rory made once she got to the island was at the Perk. Yes, she had Juliet, who was awake and peeking out of her little stroller, but coffee was a priority, too.

She sent a text to Anakin, so he wouldn't wonder where she was, and decided to indulge in the biggest mocha she could locate.

[open for all your baby-meeting and Rory-seeing needs, with a SP later today caveat!]

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 ]]

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory left the wedding in a haze, finally locating somewhere before she fainted. She wept and wept in the coffee shop, knowing full well that for the health of the future Skywalker heir, she could not indulge in any of the lovely Colombian roast from her native land of Colombia.

...not that she knew the child was a Skywalker, of course. DUN DUN DUN.

[open if you like; expecting one.]

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

fates_jaye

After figuring out that her message had apparently gotten where it needed to go or whatever because the animals finally stfu, Jaye had spent all day talking to Portalocity via website and phone. Thanks to the stupid holiday rush it was surprisingly hard to find a good portal where she needed to go for the price she wanted. Didn't it just figure? She finally managed to swing one for later at night, which she wasn't happy with, but it would give her time for a drink. You know, one last one where she could get one without a fake ID.

When she got there, she didn't see anyone at the bar, seeing as how Mr. Mayor was late again. So, Jaye decided she might as well just go behind the counter, where all the alcohol was. Maybe she could sneak some out.

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory made her way to her car, armed with coffee in one hand and Anakin's hand in the other as Vladdie hovered along in front of them and her lugagge floated behind.

"I can't believe I don't want to go back to school. Something's wrong with me."

[for teh omgnotjustafriend]

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory had ~~stolen~~ borrowed Vladdie from Anakin as soon as he'd woken up, and decided that after a rousing game of Hey, Let's Stare at Dust followed by an exciting round of Rory Can't Run as Fast as I Can Fly, Hee, it was time for some coffee. Most especially as she had a long drive to make later that evening.

She curled up at a table with her enormous cup, Vladdie tethered to the table and scampering over her feet.

[open for all your Rory, Vladdie, or Perkish needs.]

Current Mood: happy

tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com

Luke had gotten a message from his father about meeting up for dinner.

Anakin never wanted to have dinner.

And Luke 1) listened to the radio and 2) wasn't entirely stupid, so he had a fairly good idea what the discussion tonight might be about.

Which was why he was drinking a glass of water and trying to suppress a grin.

[OOC: Luke's here for Anakin and Rory and SP liek woah. The restaurant is open for all of your Chinese food needs.]

Current Mood: amused

notstakedyet.livejournal.com

Angel had been reluctant to ~~dance becamse OMG~~ leave Logan in Neptune. But he did want to see his friends as well. So he'd compromised by skipping the first night of Homecoming and showing up for the second.

After some ~~handwavey~~ phone calls to let folks know he was in town and where they could find him, he took a seat at The Perk with a cup of black coffee and waited.

[ooc: if you think Angel called you, he did. Perk also open for more general Perky needs. SP is love]

Current Mood: nostalgic

moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com

Mary had told her that it might be busy today with the alumni's arriving for homecoming. River had put a plate with cookies on the desk for visitors, to make it feel more welcoming. She had also discovered the fascinating world of savoury muffins, not that sweet and savoury was a distinction she found of major importance..

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Tuna and mayonaise muffins
Scampi and cranberry sauce muffins
Mint and artichoke muffins

The Arms Hotel is open.

Current Mood: chipper

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

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!]]

iqof39.livejournal.com

D'Argo did not forget it was Wednesday, no. Okay, he did, but look, he was new, he was still getting used to the day of the week and that whole 'having a job' thing, what do you want from him?

The girl from last week wasn't around when he got there, which was both a good and a bad thing. Good because it meant he didn't have to deal with her. Bad because it meant he still had to set up himself.

Current Mood: rushed

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory fidgeted with the straps of her dress again, worrying for the umpteenth time that Anakin wasn't actually running late and that he'd just come in, taken a look at her, and run away.

She distracted herself my attempting to create tiny structures out of chopsticks.

[Rory's here for Anakin, durr, but open for all your Chinese needs, and posted early for great SP justice.]

fh-fillers.livejournal.com

Over the course of the evening, Fandom's population increased significantly. The prehistoric creatures that had first arrived last night were no longer alone. The newcomers inquisitively investigated their new surroundings.

Meanwhile, amidst the bits and pieces of school being reconstructed at the top of the hill, an oviraptor sniffed around. Smooth rocks that looked like eggs were left out for the taking. Cautiously, it snatched one of the rocks out of the pile. The creatures around the island screeched at the sudden pain the rock-snatcher had caused. The oviraptor dropped the mistaken egg-rock and ran away, but the damage was already done.

The sudden overwhelming pain hadn't been an isolated incident. It had triggered something inside each of the creatures' minds, aggravating them beyond normal behavior, doing what pheromone-laced leis did to snakes that one time on a plane. You know the one.

For the dinosaurs (and company), new surroundings had become hostile territory and its inhabitants were to be destroyed.

For the residents of Fandom, well, it was another one of those weekends.

[OOC: This post is for the big location fights at the Rocky Bits, Park, School Grounds, Preserve, Serenity Cove and Efferton Manor. Other dinosaurs not featured here will be pinging into posts all around the place. If you post, they will come (unless you put an OOC note to say 'no thanks', but public places need not apply). Dorms, Caritas and Clinic are safe havens. If you are in need of a dinosaur to fight, please use the OOC thread to post a link to where you are. We'll try to get to everyone, but some places may get missed!]

tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com

Siegfried, Roy and their white tiger were in the park, prepared to put on a Very Important Show.

Well, if the tiger wouldn't keep running off. And...beeping. What the hell was that about anyway?

Ah, gremlin bites. Luke and Gavin were going to unhappy tomorrow, but for now...

Siegfried turned to Roy. "Are ve ready?"

Artoo, who was not a tiger, made another run for it.

[OOC: Open to all! Come witness the humiliation!]

Current Mood: accomplished

roadhousequeen.livejournal.com

Ellen went into work a little late, having been on the phone half the day, talking Ash through clean-up on a minor fire. He was okay (and Ellen had some suspicions on how he'd managed to start a fire in his room, of all places), but she felt better that he'd called her immediately, even if she was already feeling tired just from hearing him so anxious.

In honor of the "occasion", she put up a sign as she opened the bar.

Prairie Fires 1/2 Off (water on tap for easy extinguishing)

[ooc: okay, errand popped up that cannot wait, will be back asap.]

krycek-rat.livejournal.com

They'd packed everything already and there'd been couriers by earlier to take their things from the dorms. The rooms looked very empty with all of it gone.

Now it was just them and a duffel bag each. Krycek suggested a last cup of coffee before they left - how could Jake say no? Jake got his froofy mocha thing, Krycek his black, no sugar, and they found a table to sit and enjoy their last couple hours in Fandom.

[OOC: ~~Wait for some OCD plz~~ Have at!. Hijacking the Perk for the boys to say goodbye. Feel free to wander by, hear about them being there handwavily, or get an equally handwavy call to let you know about it. *sniffle*]

Current Mood: quixotic

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory had been in the park for a good chunk of the afternoon, setting things up ~~through the power of her wavy, wavy hands~~. There were white cloth-covered tables with red bouquets as centerpieces, and chairs for sitting, food for eating (including a cake that had been sent earlier that afternoon, courtesy of a certain undead-type in Los Angeles), and tiny white lights strung up through the trees, as well as some tasteful and simple white and red chintz wrapped around the trunks.

If it looked like another engagement party Rory had once attended (but with a different color scheme), well, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.

[~~please to be waiting for OCD.~~ OCD IS UP. Open to all! Yes, posted crazy early because my schedule sucks. Cake is courtesy of

notstakedyet, who obviously couldn't physically be here himself but sent something along anyway. :)]

sith_happened

Anakin was leaning against the shuttle sipping from a cup of coffee as he waited for Rory to arrive.

He kept glancing over at the name of the ship. It wasn't Imperial any longer. It needed to be called something other than Tydirium. He'd have to ask Luke for suggestions.

[OOC: For

rory__gilmore, this is open.]

Current Mood: groggy

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory needed coffee. So, so, so badly. So she had gone back to her room - thank GOD they were okay - and showered and gotten Vladdie, and now she was sitting just outside the Perk, well into her third cup of coffee and waiting for her mother while her puppy flew around.

[Thread between Lor and Ror is locked to them, but open for Perkly needs]

sith_happened

Anakin was leaning against the shuttle, trying to look casual as he waited for Rory to arrive.

The way his foot was tapping against the ground was anything but casual. You'd almost think he was nervous or something...

Weight Of The World - Evanescence

Current Mood: nervous

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

No matter what the weather was on the mainland, the weather over the Fandom had warmed up to a beautiful spring evening, just perfect for a night of dancing.

A large tent had been set up in the park and it glowed with the soft light of what seemed like a million small white lights. The path leading up to the tent crossed a small bridge and then split, one walkway leading up to the tent, the other leading to the pond where a small dock had been set up. Two gondolas were waiting to take anyone who wished to go on a ride around the pond.

Inside the tent, numerous colorful backdrops made it seem like the students had been transported to Saint Mark's Square. The only thing missing were the pigeons.

Off to one side stood a table with a box for the final votes for the Prom Court.

It was time for Prom 2007.

[OOC: Up early for Slow-play. ~~Please wait for the extensive OCD.~~ Have at it!]

whitedeathpod.livejournal.com

[OOC: Follows this]

( After dispatching of Officer Sun, John's made his way outside )

( This place really was crawling with insolent students, wasn't it? )

( He was done with this place )

[Pre-played with

rory__gilmore,

darthbanthabell,

cameronmitchell, and

multi_madrox. No IC interaction, OOC comments craved and will be eaten with glee.]

lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com

Becky lounged behind the desk, writing out lists for Thursday's class.

The Sin, however, was open.

absolutesnark

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. :)]

dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com

Weevil is here tonight as a favor to Veronica. Again. He swears her head tilt is a super power.

Caritas is open.

tyler-gone.livejournal.com

Tyler was dismayed that his karate class was canceled and the gym was busy with cheerleader activities all afternoon; he wanted to work out some stress and wasn't sure how. Off-balance, he spent most of the day roaming around the island, thinking about his conversations with Alec and Peter.

And other stuff.

He felt very alone -- and sticky with figgy pudding -- as he landed on some rocks at the shore that evening. Head balanced on his hands, Tyler sat and watched the waves roll in.

[OOC: Locked to those who knew who they are for now.]

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 )

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