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redintraining.livejournal.com

Sky opened the stand as usual, and was Suitless. His mind was on Prom tonight, and saying goodbye to Lt. Kerrigan yesterday, which had left him strangely sad. He guessed it was because it really drove home that his time at Fandom was drawing to a close soon- whether he was staying for the summer or not.

Squark, said Edwina. Eddie was nowhere to be found; Sky supposed he was probably raiding the Prom setup.

"I'm not going to miss you, if that's what you're thinking."

Squaaaaaawwwwk.

"Whatever."

( Menu~ )

Bluth's is open.

[Sorry for the lateness! SP is love, as I'm headed out. Sweet, sweet paydays.]

not_in_the_book

Not far from where the Skeleton Tea had been held earlier in the day, there was a tent that had been erected, with thiny, gauzy material and bone-like poles. ~~Not dirty.~~ The lights were soft as the evening grew darker, casting a welcoming, yet vaguely spooky illumination on the proceedings.

The proceedings of PROM.

One side of the tent was open, backing against a grove of trees; there were a few lights among them, but for the most part they offered shadowy nooks for anyone who wished to be a bit apart from the main action. The rest of the tent was enclosed, save for the entrance, and the same skeletons who'd worked the Tea earlier were at the refreshments table, ready and willing to serve any students or chaperones who approached. At one end of the table was the ballot box for prom court voting.

The music was just getting started, and the dance floor was yet to fill up, but regardless, Fandom High Prom 2008 was underway!

[~~Wait for~~ OCD is up! Have fun, everyone!]

redintraining.livejournal.com

Sky had foregone wearing The Suit to work today. He really was not in the mood to, and he was sure Mr. Manager wouldn't mind if he stopped by.

Squawk? Eddie questioned when Sky opened the stand.

"Yes, it's me, and no, you're still not getting free bananas, bird."

Squaaaaawk.

"Don't you have anybody else to bother? Isn't Edwina even around? Do seagulls really have nothing better to do than hang around banana stands and harass people?!"

SCREEEEEE.

"Same to you."

( Menu~ )

Bluth's is open.

[You know the drill- SP due to the working thang. Modding your service may be the way to go, as I'm going out for the evening after work and may not have time to ping unless you want to wait til 8 PM Eastern or later.]

notthehulk.livejournal.com

Teddy was not reading a comic at work. Really he wasn't.

Why anyone would think that was beyond him.

...

Oh, shut up, he just got the latest issue of Really Fast Guy!

York Gallery was open.

time-flyer-5.livejournal.com

Jen had no idea why the little gold-plated Allen wrench that had come with the IKEA catalog she'd gotten on Monday was so fascinating, but she'd been carrying the stupid thing around with her everywhere and was currently turning it over in her hands as she stood behind the counter.

Hey, it was less dorky than constantly making fangirly calls to Jungle Karma Pizza, right?

Right.

Today's Special
Turtle Cove Tortellini
Buy two pizza slices or more, get a side of pasta free!

redintraining.livejournal.com

It was a normal Friday at the banana stand. With a man in a banana suit, distractedly polishing the counter and conversing with a seagull.

Perfectly ordinary.

Squaaaaaaaaark, Eddie told Sky.

"Would you stop staring at me like that? I'm serious. You should have figured out by now that I'm not food. And that I will not feed you, or your girlfriend."

Screeeeee, Eddie replied.

"Don't make me use the slingshot. I'm not afraid to, you know. Because Mr. Manager will kill me if you steal nuts. Go on, there are plenty of Dumpsters for you to scrounge from around town."

Squawk, squawk. Eddie finally beat a hasty retreat when Sky brandished said slingshot at him- only to be replaced by Edwina a moment later. Sky sighed, rubbing his eyes. It was going to be a long day.

( Menu~ )

Bluth's is open.

[~~You know the drill- SP until 5 PM Eastern, mod your service if you can't wait.~~ Nevermind, I'm staying home from work again. Plague. Bouts of SP are still possible.]

Current Mood: irritated

sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com

Sokka was bouncing with the sheer excitement of the upcoming paintball match. And chuckling about yesterday. And sipping a Squishy. And just being Sokka in general.

Which was why Bob and Apu kept sharing glances and rolling their eyes.

"What? ...What?"

Today's Squishy flavors: Peach, Sausage, Red / Grape Judas Swirl

sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com

Triela made sure to show up early so that people could pick up their gear if they hadn't already. She had a stack of guns and masks and ammunition and was running through her plans in her head.

At precisely 4:55pm Triela bent down to rearrange the stack of gear and jugged into the woods, already running through the list of people she needed to take out first.

[Biiig OCD ~~on the way~~ DONE! Basic rundown of the rules is here.

Quick clarification: other than starting at 5pm and leaving the area when you're hit with paint, there are no IC rules. That means that nothing really counts as cheating except pretending you didn't get shot when you did.]

laceycantlie.livejournal.com

Now that she had redecorating plans in mind and apparently an offer of help from A.J., Lacey was in a bit of a better mood as she bustled around the diner.

That wig stand in the display window was the first thing to go, replaced by a tasteful-looking vase, and she decided that she was going to have to see about getting someone to install flower boxes on the outsides of the windows. And curtains. Definitely new curtains.

Oooh, and maybe reupholstering the barstools? Depending on what the budget looked like. It didn't look like Yitzhak had been particularly meticulous about the bookkeeping, but she was sure she could handle that. No problem . .

Luke's, under new and friendlier management, is open.

redintraining.livejournal.com

Sky realized he was getting very behind in sending his reports to Command, but didn't feel like staying in his room, so he decided to go to the Perk for a while. Armed with a cup of tea and his laptop, he chose a table near the window and sat down. A lot had happened since the last one he'd written... so much had changed. Fingers clicking on the keys, he typed up facts, names, events in his usual concise and clear manner, but somehow he felt detached from it all- as though the Sky who wrote these reports was another person, a side of himself he'd begun to forget about on occasion. He still cared about doing well in S.P.D., yes, still wanted to be the Red Ranger- but he'd found other things to make his life feel worthwhile in his own mind, too.

When he'd first come to Fandom, he thought that the end could not come soon enough. Now that graduation was staring him in the face, though, more and more he was realizing he really didn't want to leave so soon. He wasn't sure what was coming after he graduated, but no matter what, his stay here felt far too short now.

But he could definitely enjoy the time he had left here, however long it was.

He could do that.

[Open for all your Perkly and Sky-ly needs.]

Current Mood: relaxed

oncourtandstage.livejournal.com

Now Showing at MST3000
Secondary School Operetta 2:
The Great and T00by Love of Chyan and Rad

Troy leaned against the outside wall of the cinema, one leg bent and cocked against it. He was waiting for his boyfriend, smiling softly at the thought of once again being on a date with him. It felt like far too long since they'd done anything of the kind.

[Troy is here for Sky, but open like a cinema! Minor OCD ~~will be up in a moment~~ is up!]

gkar-lastkhari.livejournal.com

Quiet today. Apu was busy cleaning and aligning everything on the shelves to perfection.

G'Kar sat behind the counter, writing in his journal.

Today's Squishy flavors: Razmatazz, Red, Grape Judas

Current Mood: bored

redintraining.livejournal.com

Eddie was perched on the counter when Sky arrived at the stand in the morning, seemingly waiting for him to arrive. He looked hungry, to Sky's displeasure.

"...I can't believe I thought you were even remotely cute when I was a little kid, bird," Sky said to him conversationally. "If I feed you, will you leave me alone today?"

Squark, Eddie replied.

Sky was going to retort, when he realized that he was about to be holding a conversation with a seagull and decided to go about his usual business instead, settling behind the counter to read when everything was ready. He couldn't stop thinking about Troy's visit last night, and despite himself was wondering what Troy was going to come up with for a birthday party.

( Menu~ )

Bluth's is open.

[Doing the SP thang til 5 PMish EST or later due to the working thang. Please mod your service if you can't wait.]

Current Mood: relaxed

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle knew she had made the right decision in taking the shift at the store today when she woke up and saw those little jesters. Her suspicions only grew stronger when her walk over here left her almost entirely covered in weird fruity dessert thing. It wasn't that she didn't trust Sulley's ability to keep the store safe and sound on a day like today; she did. But only to a certain degree. If anyone or anything was going to try to pull a trick on her baby, she was going to make sure that she was there to either stop it or make whoever was responsible really sorry about it.

Today's Squishy flavors: Grape Judas, Fool's Gold, Prince Albert in a Can

Turtle & Canary is open!

on-her-korhal.livejournal.com

She needed coffee. And a lot of it.

Kerrigan sat in the Perk with her PDA on the table and a large mug between her hands, rubbing her forehead with as much power as she could muster. Maybe if she just reached in and found the headache and ripped its little headachey heart to--

She really needed more coffee.

[ open! ]

george-m-bluth.livejournal.com

George Michael usually didn't open the stand on Sunday but after ~~handwavily~~ noticing more kids in the area, he thought opening the stand might be a good thing.

It's just... he wasn't exactly sure how to deal with kids. Couldn't be hard, right? Chuckling nervously, he started getting everything ready, ignoring Eddie who was a squawking mess. Apparently George Michael threw off his week by opening today. Guess Eddie would have to deal.

( Menu Board )

[OOC: Weetinies can pester at will!]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Everything seemed astonishingly normal at Turtle & Canary this Saturday. Apu was sweeping the aisles, the SquishyBot was eying any miscreant squirrels running around, the Squishies flowed like (non-alcoholic) wine of the gods. There was just...two things off, really.

There was less room on the counter, some of it was being taken up by a new register.

And the girl behind that register, counting the pink bills in a stack of fake play money, was, at best, maybe seven years old.

Occasionally, Turtle would lean into the little microphone on her new register and call out, "Clean Up in aisle five!" There usually wasn't anything to clean up, but it amused her that Apu always went to clean it up, anyway.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Grape Judas, Peanut butter and jelly, CANDY.

Turlte & Canary is open!

time-flyer-5.livejournal.com

Jen's Friday was uneventful enough that after a morning run and workout, she headed into work early ~~and her player wishes today had been that uneventful, wah~~ and did not at all ponder looking up unlimited-lives cheat codes for Donkey Madness just to see what happened when Tom started playing next time.

Really.

Miraculously, she was not making long-distance calls to California today -- just using her portable computer to look up the latest news from Silver Hills, Washington.

Today's Special
The Q-Rex
Extra sauce, roma tomatoes, red peppers, black olives, and spicy Italian sausage

redintraining.livejournal.com

Eddie and Edwina seemed happy to see Sky when he opened the stand, making him look at them suspiciously. They were models of good behavior today, meaning they perched on their usual bench and chattered at him instead of trying to beg bananas, poop on the suit, or generally be their usual nuisance selves.

"I hope you're not getting ready to swarm me, birds, because you'll regret it if you do," said Sky, grabbing the broom and pointing it at them threateningly.

SQUARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRK, Eddie replied.

Sky shrugged. "Whatever you say, bird." He settled in to clean the equipment before firing it up for the day. He'd brought along his radio, plugged it in, and was listening at a soft volume, subconsciously humming along with the song.

Unfortunately, he didn't realize it was "I Touch Myself".

( Menu~ )

Bluth's is open!

[SP until around 5 PM EST. Darn needing to work for a living.]

redintraining.livejournal.com

Sky was... OK, not exactly in a VERY good mood, but definitely more upbeat than he usually was when opening the banana stand for his first shift in several weeks. He didn't even mind the attentions of Eddie and Edwina, who were perched on the counter and alternating SQUAAAAAWK. Screeeeeeee. at him, very much. He was still riding the "my friends are safe" and "I GOT LAID ON MONDAY" highs, but wearing The Suit was a bit of a damper.

Once the stand was ready for the day's business, Sky settled behind the counter to read as usual.

( Menu~ )

Bluth's is open!

[Bouts of SP are possible today.]

george-m-bluth.livejournal.com

George Michael was not ashamed to admit that he hid most of the last few days in room 422 at the arms. Nope. Not ashamed at all. He Really did not want to disappear so he played video games and watched TV, wishing he had a motorcycle. No, that thought wasn't random.

He was at work however because he knew everything was okay and that there were no more angels. How great is that? What a great wacky town he lived in. No wonder Uncle GOB stayed here for as long as he did.

The banana stand is open for all your chocolate covered banana eating pleasure.

( Menu Board )

bigdamnprincipal

Across the town, the school, and the dorms, fliers had been put up to inform everyone of a town meeting taking place tonight (with a bold, capitalized note at the bottom warning everyone to be careful getting to the town hall). Zoe waited for as many people as possible to arrive and get settled before she got up and addressed the crowd.

"Thank you all for coming on such short notice tonight," she said. "We wanted to get everyone together to share some new information that was found today. Our researchers have found some possible evidence concerning the angels, and some of the people who have gone missing." She picked up the notes she'd been given, and read what the researchers had found.

"As much as I don't want to do this, I need to ask for volunteers," she continued. "We need people to go and get this information, or to talk to these folks, so we can figure out how to stop the angels, and get everyone back. I won't turn away students who want to help, but you're going to be sent with adults to make sure all of you come back in one piece. If you want to stay here, that's perfectly fine. I want to remind all of you that there are safehouses being set up throughout town, to make sure that no one has to be alone right now. Travel in numbers, and always look around you. If you do that, you'll stay safe. I'll be here to answer any questions, and to take the names of those who want to volunteer. The floor is open for anyone who has something else they'd like to say."

[OCD is up! If you're on one of the away teams, you can handwave coming to the meeting and volunteering, if you want.]

sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com

For the second time in as many days, Sokka dashed into the store and held the door shut against the angelic threat while he caught his breath. "THEY ARE OUT TO GET ME!!!" he told Apu, in a calm, even, reasonable (*snerk*) voice.

The statues had gotten Mel. And Deadpool. ...And also other people who probably couldn't handle themselves in a fight, yeah. But Mel. And all he had was a sledgehammer, which didn't seem to help much. And a letter addressed to him laying on the counter. ...Wait, what???

He read the letter, and felt a little better. He'd done something stupid like attacking a statue, so now she HAD to come back, so she could kick his butt. Shut up. It made sense!

But there were still angels to stop, and violence, he was sorry to admit, didn't seem to be the answer. ...Although maybe bigger violence, with explosions, might help... No. It was time to do that OTHER thing he did well, and use his brain.

In his best Galaxy Quest captain's voice, he announced, "Mister Apu, you have the bridge," and turned and left. It was library time.

Today's Squishy flavors: Red, Grape DOOOOM, Angel Food Cake

not_in_the_book

Ronan was ~~totally not late~~ bustling around Pizza Planet, completely oblivious to anything else that might be going on.

Specials
Behind the Times
[New York-style pizza with pepperoni, mushrooms, jalapenos, and extra cheese.]
Onward and Upward
[Double-layered pizza -- two pizzas of your choice baked one right on top of the other.]

redintraining.livejournal.com

There had been several places around town that Sky had noticed as a sparkleball which he resolved to come back and visit when he was human again. His first ~~handwavy~~ try earlier Tuesday morning had been Book Haven, which to his disappointment seemed to be closed for the day. So he'd gone back to his room, gotten a book he owned, and went to the Perk instead. It would be a nice change from the dorm walls.

Sky ordered a cup of tea and took a window seat, staring out the window for a while and considering calling Troy to see if he wanted to join him. He also noticed the numerous angel statues for the first time, wondering where they'd suddenly come from. Shrugging it off as Fandom weirdness, he was soon absorbed in his book, even forgetting his idea to call. He'd probably be there for a while; this place seemed pretty pleasant.

[Open for all your Perk-ly and Sky-ly needs.]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

With everything that had been happening, disappearances into Canada and then boring vacations into Mexico, and school, and everything, Turtle honestly couldn't remember if it was her turn to open the store this Saturday or G'kar's, but, when you got right down to it, she really missed the place, got up early, and decided to come in and open it anyway. It was quite sweet, she realized, after about half an hour of listening to Apu and then finally understanding what he was saying, how he thought maybe she had died and was very glad for the fact that she wasn't. She had to agree with him; she was rather glad she wasn't dead, too.

Today's Squishy flavors: Grape Judas, Red, Filet Mignon.

Turtle & Canary is open!

george-m-bluth.livejournal.com

When George Michael showed up to open the stand, he found that it was already open and that it was being cleaned. The banana suit was even being lysoled. The weird part? It was all being done by unseen hands. Scratching his head, he decided to ignore it. This whole week sort of broke his brain and today was just the topper to it all.

"Uh, I'm just going to get to work now... okay?" he said to anyone with a dust cloth or rag who might be listening. After he settled himself behind th counter, he sort of smiled. "Nice. It looks nice. Smells clean. Mm."

( Menu Board )

redintraining.livejournal.com

Three sparkleballs were floating toward the causeway Friday afternoon, having received word from Dr. Manx that they were needed back at S.P.D. to test a method to change them back to normal.

Fortunately for them... or perhaps unfortunately... Fandom had other plans.

As they neared the causeway to meet their shuttle, there was a loud CRACK... and suddenly, three very confused and very naked S.P.D. Cadets lay sprawled on the ground. With a popping noise, a communicator fell down near Sky's left hand. There were several long moments of stunned silence; Sky, for his part, was struggling to not look at his teammates as he finally seized the communicator, screwed his eyes shut, and rang Kat. He was trying very hard not to growl as Cruger was wont to do- his voice came out rather flat and emotionless.

"Ah... Cadet Tate to Delta Base."

"What is it, Sky?" came Kat's concerned voice. "Is something the matter?"

"We... don't need the shuttle any more. We changed back," he explained.

"Wha- you changed back?!" Kat repeated, her voice a mixture of delight and shock. "How did it happen? Are all of you alright- in one piece?"

"Yes," said Sky. "We're all here. Just stark naked."

"... Come again?"

"We're all naked," Sky repeated. "And in public."

[Bestest teammates evar modded with permission.

You know what this means- STREAKING TIME! This post is completely open for any and all to come boggle at our unfortunate kids as they try and make their way back to their destinations. ~~Please wait for some minor OCD.~~ OCD is up, to keep things neat. Post is up early for SP of DOOM.]

Current Mood: apathetic

not_in_the_book

Ronan was humming as he opened the store -- not a new thing for him, really. What was new was when music -- first a strong, angry cello -- began to swell. As he began to sing, he was backed by a rock band.

( Cut for lyrics )

Special
Late Summer Hurry
[Grilled chicken breast, red, green, yellow, and orange bell peppers, parmesan and fontina cheese, lemon-zest/garlic/cracked-black-pepper/olive oil glaze]

Also, Tom had set up a karaoke machine. In case anyone felt like coming in and using it on purpose.

george-m-bluth.livejournal.com

George Michael Bluth was running circles around his banana stand. Eddie was flying over his head, trying to peck at his hair. But it wasn't George Michael's fault. It was his shoes! They wouldnt stop and he just kept running and running and running, making soft whimpering noises and chuckling nervously on a ragged breath.

"Okay stop... s-stop now," he said. Then, "What's going on? Someone... my shoes are alive!"

"Anyone?"

"Anyone?"

And around and around he went.

( Menu Board )

redintraining.livejournal.com

Sky was already bored as he opened the stand for his shift. He was actually finding himself missing the usual noise and chaos of Fandom- especially because fewer people meant he likely wasn't going to get many customers today. Still, he got there and diligently set everything up, including donning The Suit. Less people meant less of a chance of mockage, at least, and hey, Xander and Willow weren't inclined to make fun of him on the radio, either. He hoped one of his friends would come by to visit, at least...

Eddie and Edwina, meanwhile, seemed just as bored as he was and were perched on the counter, chattering at Sky.

"You aren't getting free bananas just because there are less customers, birds," he told them.

Screeeee, said Eddie. Sky could only guess what he meant, but was sure it wasn't very pleasant.

( Menu~ )

Bluth's is open.

[Bouts of SP are possible, as I actually have things to do today, oh noes.]

Current Mood: bored

redintraining.livejournal.com

Sky and Troy came into the Chilly Boulder after Sky's martial arts class, looking for something to do. They weren't quite holding hands, but were close, fingers brushing, maybe even briefly intertwining as they considered the menu.

"I'm not sure what to get," said Sky. "The last time I was here, it was when I saw Bridge and Z for the first time here, and it didn't go well... I didn't remember how many choices there were. What're you thinking?"

[Bestest fake boyfriend evar modded with permission. They're here on a ~~not!date~~ FINE IT'S A DATE, but post is open for all your ice creamy needs.]

Current Mood: cold

redintraining.livejournal.com

Sky wasn't too thrilled about having to wear The Suit all day again, but he liked making his boss happy, so on it was. As he opened the stand, he kept a wary eye on Eddie and Edwina, who were at their usual perch and chattering at him. He had a stack of leftover flyers behind the counter to pass out to anybody who purchased a banana today, figuring he could still help advertise with them. He then busily cleaned the equipment and the stand itself while waiting for customers. Might as well make it clean in case new ones came by today... or especially if a certain boyfriend decided to show up.

( Menu~ )

On the bottom of the menu board was tacked a sign: "10% Discount With Flyer!"

Bluth's is open.

Current Mood: blah

time-flyer-5.livejournal.com

To say that Jen was a little thrown upon realizing that today was Friday was a bit of an understatement; she could have sworn it had been Saturday when she'd gone out to check on her ship. She'd figured out what day it was in time to get to work, at least.

But still. Weird.

Today's Special
The Rock-Porium S'More Pizza
Graham flour crust with marshmallows and chocolate

Jen took her palmtop computer and settled behind the counter to look up information on Jungle Karma Pizza over in Ocean Bluff; if she remembered her history correctly, it would've been this week, this year, that Theo, Lily, and Casey had started working there.

Pizza Planet is open. Don't mind the geek behind the counter ~~or the 2001-era laptop in the icon~~.

sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com

Sokka ignored Apu's glare when he walked into the store late. ...Okay, maybe 'ignored' is the wrong word.

"WHAT??!?!? Like you've NEVER gotten to work late before???"

Apu stopped stocking shelves long enough to look Sokka square in the eyes. "No, I have not."

"Well, lovely. Good to know that you're perfect."

Turtle and Canary was open, and grump-- Oooh! Easter candy!!!

Turtle and Canary was open, and not so grumpy.

Today's Squishy flavors: Grape Judas, Grape Jelly, Stuffed Grape Leaves

bigbluekitty.livejournal.com

Apu had arrived on time and opened when he was ready. Sulley, on the other hand, had slept through his alarm. When he finally awoke, he rushed down to the store, fur on end, and hurried to stand behind the counter.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Lolcat Lemon, Wikipedia Vandalism Espresso (tastes like sweet victory), Red

redintraining.livejournal.com

From a distance, it seemed as though a giant banana was wandering around town, passing out flyers for Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand. Upon closer inspection, one would see that it was a very unhappy Sky. In the banana costume, of course. Glad that he'd not shaved his beard yet, as it made him slightly less-recognizable.

"This has got to be some sort of cosmic punishment for staring at that poor red-haired guy last night," he grumbled to Edwina, who was flapping and waddling after him, squawking. He could have almost sworn she was laughing- if seagulls could laugh. "Or else maybe it's just my natural inclination to be obedient."

This could not be over soon enough.

[Very open if you want to bump into Sky. Yes, I am mean. Pings may be slow-to-nonexistent from around 1-6 PM EDT.]

Current Mood: working

george-m-bluth.livejournal.com

George Michael had ordered a bunch of free travel brochures online and they had just come in. He needed to know where he and Mary were going to honeymoon since it was the man's responsibility to choose. Right? It was his choice to plan and surprise her and go where he wanted to go and make her happy in the process. Right?

Eddie squawked. "What?" George Michael asked, looking over at the seagull.

Eddie gave him a beady eyed glare that George Michael totally misunderstood. "I know, right? Joanna is probably so jealous." Squawk squawk. "What? No. I don't miss her. That's absurd." Squawk. "The money was nice." Squawwwwwwk. "Will you just shut up about that? She used to be my pimp mama but those days are over. I'm saddled with the ole ball and chain now." George Michael chuckled cause that was funny. Right? Ole ball and chain.

"Go play in the sand, Eddie. I've got work to do," he told the bird as he started to flip through a brochure on rain forests.

( Menu Board )

NOW HIRING!
GREAT BENEFITS!

redintraining.livejournal.com

Sky was in a great mood when he opened the banana stand for once- the fact that he was in The Suit and had butterflies in his stomach thinking about the dance tonight notwithstanding, of course. He had a smile on. A smile that said "HI WORLD I SNUGGLED WITH MY BOYFRIEND ALL NIGHT".

Hey, it may have been old hat to... much of the campus, but it was still new to him!

Sky found some Red Hots and candy hearts in the back and set them out, assuming that Mr. Manager had been doing so, to get rid of them. Eddie was nowhere to be found today; Edwina, as Z had named her last week, was still at their usual perch but kept her distance, giving the occasional angry-sounding screech. He set up the menu board and settled in to chop nuts.

( Menu~ )

Bluth's is open!

Current Mood: bouncy

redintraining.livejournal.com

Sky got to work right on time, in spite of another near-sleepless night. Now on top of everything else swimming around in his head, he was worried about Teddy after talking to Chad, and because of the fact that he hadn't seen his little big brother in over a week. Sky really didn't feel like dressing in The Suit today- or ever again- but he also didn't want Mr. Manager to get upset with him (especially because, in the midst of everything, he'd forgotten his promise to pass out flyers during the week), so on the stupid thing was.

He was grumpy and cranky and wasted no time shooing Eddie and his girlfriend off the counter with the broom when he got there, then settled in to read a book and think some more.

( Menu~ )

Bluth's is open.

Current Mood: restless

oncourtandstage.livejournal.com

Troy grinned at the marquee as he and Sky walked up. "Oh, hey," he said. "I haven't actually seen this yet! I never had a chance when it was in theatres.

Now Showing
Uber-Man Comes Back

[For the date, but open like a theatre for all your viewing pleasure!]

tomthepizzaman.livejournal.com

Tom had a sudden feeling that love was in the air today at Pizza Planet. He had no idea why, especially because Valentine's Day wasn't for another week. He'd made sure to quadruply-check that so he wouldn't forget it and earn a punishment from Lynette. Still, he felt he should do something to mark the occasion.

Today's Special:
Chocolate-covered Strawberry Dessert Pizza- 1/2 off with any pizza purchase

Pizza Planet was open.

Current Mood: loved

redintraining.livejournal.com

Sky was not going to wear the banana suit to work today. Period, end of story. For once, he didn't care if his boss yelled at him. He felt a lot better than he had the past few days after scoring himself a date and talking to Teddy and Z. He had even slept some last night, but he was still not in the mood to be humiliated today.

As he opened the stand, he was very displeased to see that Eddie had found himself a girlfriend, and both of them were very squawky. So he threw up a force field over the stand's opening and glared at them.

"I dare either of you to try and beg free bananas now, birds," he challenged them, before settling back to read a book and wait for customers.

( Menu~ )

Bluth's is open.

[Pings may be slow, as Shurimon is busy, and by "busy" I mean I have a newly-purchased copy of Mega Man Starforce Leo to sink my teeth into. :x Hit me up on AIM at SPDSkyTate to get my attention.]

george-m-bluth.livejournal.com

George Michael was mopey. Mary was gone and he was mopey.

Maybe he should visit a strip-club.

Maybe not. Maybe Mary would find out and be upset with him.

Maybe he would go through her lingerie drawer later tonight. You know, just for something to do since he's all mopey and stuff.

Yeah.

( Menu Board )

redintraining.livejournal.com

Sky figured that, even though he was still wearing The Suit, today couldn't be much more embarrassing than all of his friends, plus one of his teachers, seeing him in it on Friday (and pictorial evidence being gathered). Plus, Xander had given him the great suggestion of pretending it was Fandom weirdness every time he went yellow. So he was slightly happier than he had been that day as he opened the stand for his Monday shift, reading a book and warily watching Eddie, who was now pacing his usual bench and eyeing that tasty-looking giant banana with a fleshy spot.

"Come any closer and you'll find out what a force field feels like," Sky threatened the seagull.

( Menu~ )

Bluth's is open for business. [Now with OCD!]

Current Mood: annoyed

redintraining.livejournal.com

There was a frozen banana stand, open for business for the day.

And there was a Sky.

Obediently dressed in a banana suit.

Wondering what on Earth had possessed him to agree to take this job.

( Menu~ )

Sky settled in, hoping feverishly that nobody was going to want a banana today. Which, he realized, meant the entire town was probably going to turn up.

[OCD is ~~forthcoming~~ here, OMG. Have at it.]

intraspective

Ino was in a good mood as she showed up to open the shop. A good night's sleep and she'd convinced herself that it had just been paranoia speaking last night. Surely noticing Kabuto around more than normal hadn't meant anything, right? She was humming as she watered her plants and swept and dusted.

Her smile faded a bit when she remembered that Cable-san had done radio on Thursday and that wasn’t nearly far enough away for her liking. And she hoped that he hadn’t discovered the fact that she'd joined a gun club yesterday.

She eyed the stairs up to his apartment and hoped he didn’t stop by.

Wellspring Arms is Open.

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

It's just past sunset, and the roof of the apartment building is set up for a party. With the intermittent storms all day, Bridge thought it best to set up tarps over the food table, even if it hadn't actually rained at all.

Said food table's got things like moon pies, and White Castle burgers, and pizza... they're all moon related, in a way.

There's also a table with slingshots and cheese, but that cheese isn't for eating. It's for throwing at the moon. As you do.

Music that's probably vaguely moon-related in some way is playing, and Hate the Moon Day? Is officially underway.

[ooc: Expecting a few people, but open to ABSOLUTELY ANYONE who'd like to investigate wtf anyone's doing on the roof. Party is taking place during a break in the storms, so no getting accidentally fried by lightning! Also, yes, takes place after sunset and I've gone and posted it BEFORE SUNRISE because I'm a dork. Man, this ooc note is getting long... what else? Oh yeah! Some OCD ~~coming~~ up.]

george-m-bluth.livejournal.com

George Michael had been oblivious to what had gone on this weekend ~~cause his mun's a dork and forgot to stick him anywhere~~, he just hung around Mary's apartment and watched TV among other things - heck, he hadn't even listened to the radio broadcast. How lame was that?

Anyhow, here he was, at work, ready to be nice and polite and serve chocolate covered bananas to anyone that wanted one. After they paid him for one, of course.

The sign was still up.

NOW HIRING!

He added:

GREAT BENEFITS!

He would think about what those benefits were when he had time. Right now he was busily preparing the stand for business.

( Menu Board )

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Bridge is actually in quite a good mood as he bounces in to the ice cream parlor with Z in tow. Ordering himself a concoction involving peanut butter ice cream, whipped cream, and chocolate syrup, he finds a booth for the two of them and flops down. "I don't think I've ever actually been in here," he admits.

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