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stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

After the dimension lag that she was feeling yesterday, Turtle had decided (slightly inspired by her chat with Leto) to just take it easy at work today and keep things relaxed and fun.

So she was doing inventory.

What? Inventory was totally fun.

There was also a sale on ice cream, since it seemed incredibly popular lately.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Rocky Road, Red, Grape Judas

Turtle & Canary is open!

tyler_gone

"People," Tyler said, looking around the gym. A slight sniffle roughened his voice. "Lots of people. You all came back."

"Which is good, since if they didn't come back, we wouldn't have anyone to boss around," Ghanima pointed out. "Or hit."

"You guys can hit," Tyler said wistfully. "I'm pretty sure I'd give my cold to anybody if I did. I'm just observing today, since apparently I'm the kind of" -- holy word you don't want to use in front of students there, Tyler! -- "person who worries about germs now."

"Next thing we know, you'll be telling people to get off your lawn and futzing about the 'good old days,'" Ghani replied dryly. "Okay. You and you. You. With her. Smile, you with the tiger, you're fighting him."

"Tyler?"

"I am not old," he said sulkily, and folded his arms to survey the crowd. "Oh, him and her, her and him, him and him."

"Go to it."

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

There was no sitting still for Turtle Wexler at the office today. She was up on her feet more often than not, bouncing around as she tried to take care of one task or the other, here and there, even babbling to the plants a little just because she could do that while up on her feet.

She just couldn't sit still. She wished she could. Her stomach felt a hot mess of gurgling anticipation over the first Student Council meeting later. The meeting where they'd be voting for president.

She wasn't going to be nervous. Wasn't going to be nervous. No being nervous...

If she stood still, she might get nervous.

Therefor, she bounced.

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stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

True to her word on radio, Turtle was having a very special sale today on dictionaries and Cheetos, forty percent off, fifty percent if you got both of them together. As she made the sign and put it up, she frowned thoughtfully in consideration of the odd sale and wondered exactly why she was putting Cheetos and dictionaries on sale, but she shrugged and went with it. If it came from the chaos that was radio reporting, it had to be a good thing, right?

And may book enthusiasts rue the day, as a thousand dictionary pages were likely to be stained with orange cheesy thumbprints.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Red, Grape Judas, Chunky Monkey (Not actually monkeys)

Turtle & Canary is open!

findingelena.livejournal.com

Elena had gotten Layla's e-mail, and as much as she was trying (and completely failing) not to be friends with Zack, she sort of was. Friends with him. And friends should go to birthday parties. Right? Right.

She hadn't expected to be the first one there, but she was going to roll with it. A little preparation, some party favors and hats to hand around, and she even wrote GIFTS on the back of a menu and propped it up on a side table.

Now, to wait for the guest of honor. And all the rest of the guests, for that matter ...

(OOC: posted for the lovely-but-afk

iknowstuff. If you wanted an invite, you got one, and hell, you don't need an invite to drop in, either. OCD ~~coming~~ up!)

Current Mood: chipper

atreideslioness

"Welcome back," Ghanima began, looking over the assorted company. "I'm pleased to see we didn't scare too many of you off by forcing introductions."

"Luckily for you, there aren't any enforced group bonding activities today. Only sparring."

"Sparring," Tyler concurred. "No talking. And, since we're huge now, more matches. You and you, you and you, you in the back and you trying to look too cool for this. Ghanima, pick the last six."

"You can talk to other people, of course, but only if you want to. And you should introduce yourself to your partner," she commented dryly. "Let's see. You, sir, with her. And you and you. Leto, with her."

"Everyone else, grab someone, grab some mat, and start punching."

"We're here if you need us," Tyler added, retreating back to observe.

Arrive & Mingle / Beginner & Training Area / RNG Matches / Open Sparring / Talk to the Organizers / OOC

[~~Wait for the OCD if you please~~. No more waiting! Go ahead and start hitting!]

Current Mood: accomplished

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

To better stave off any nervousness that might be involved with the fact that she and Val had their radio auditions tonight, Turtle was throwing herself headfirst and steady into her work at the office today. She was, after all, her most productive when she was skirting around something else.

She would have liked to have said she was confident because she had been doing this forever, but that would have been a lie. There were a lot of good, new, fresh broadcasters this time around and, comparatively, she was worrying that she'd been doing this too long and was getting stale. So when she wasn't buried in research or organization, she was wondering what she could do to make the broadcast stand out a little more, without being too gimmicky.

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stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle had set out with a clipboard to work on some inventory, so she could have some fun throwing together neat little charts and graphs showing how first week newbie sales had gone. This was going very well, especially since Turtle did love doing inventory, all until she reached the section of the store with all the fish stuff.

...stupid fish. Turtle tried to do inventory there, but found herself with quite the block for concentration after last night's...epiphany. So she changed her directive for the day and put together a sign:

Special One-Day Only Clearance Sale!
All Fish Must Go!
60% Off All Fish Merchandise!
Fish Bowls, Fish Sticks, Fish Hooks? You name it!
Nothing Fishy Here, Just Everyday Great Prices!

There. That would hopefully take care of some of it.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Red, Grape Judas, Tartar Sauce

Turtle & Canary is open!

Current Mood: cynical

tyler_gone

"Ladies! Gentlemen. Boys. Girls. Other sentient life forms." Someone had given Tyler sugar. "Welcome to Fight Club. I'm Tyler Durden, this is Ghanima Atreides. We're in charge."

"Which is the nice way of saying 'welcome to Fandom,'" Ghanima injected dryly. "You're here because you saw a poster, or heard through a friend, and you want to hit things. We support violence therapy."

"Most weeks," Tyler said, "we do assigned matches. This week is different. This week is introductions -- because you haven't said your names enough yet this week -- and some level testing. Introductions don't have to be fancy. Fight Club is not about your life story. Tell us what you like to be called and how long you've been at this and we'll call it good."

"After which, those of you that are new or trying to move from beginner to advanced can show us your moves, while the rest of you grab a friend to beat up," Ghanima continued cheerfully. "Once we've seen you in action, then our new friends can also hit the mats, and proceed to learn how we make friends and influence people here at Fight Club. I'll give you a hint; it usually involves bruises."

"But first, you all have to listen to the rules."

Tyler pulled out a sheet of paper and read them off. "Hopefully those are all clear, if you do not understand ask somebody. If you still do not understand, consider the possible tragedy of head damage and don't fight."

He glanced to Ghanima. "Anything else?"

"These rules are posted on the door for every Fight Club meeting," she said pleasantly. "Anyone who willfully ignores these rules gets bounced out that door. We are here to fight, not babysit you."

"Now, smile, and introduce yourselves, and let's see what you can do."

[OOC: Introductions are for everyone, please. Current classifications are here.]

weetinyreese.livejournal.com

Kyle made sure that Turtle's signs were out again.

WELCOME NEW STUDENTS AND TEACHERS
A special 40% off for all Newcomers on any Purchase!
PLUS A FREE SQUISHY!

and

TURTLE & CANARY IS NOW HIRING!
Come join the team of one of Fandom Island's hottest growing businesses!
Great benefits, exceptional pay, flexible hours, future franchise options, and
FREE SQUISHIES!!!
~~Tuesday and~~ Wednesday shifts available!

Today's Squishy Flavors: Red, Red, Not Red

future_sandworm

Leto had suggested pizza for his dinner with Turtle, and she hadn't objected to this choice. So here they were, seated at a table and looking through the menus. Of course, this was a business dinner, so Leto assumed she was going to persuade him to vote for her later, but that would most likely provide entertaining conversation. Despite this being merely a business dinner, he had dressed up a little, although perhaps Turtle wouldn't be familiar enough with Arrakeen fashions to notice. He wasn't wearing a hat, after all.

"So, what would you like?" he asked, smiling at Turtle over the menu.

[Leto is here with Turtle but the place is open]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Here it was! Opening the store for the first time of a new semester! Turtle loved this day, and hoped it was productive and that she's started enough curiosity among the newbies that some of them might come in today. She was bouncing around the store all morning to make sure everything was ready to go, and, of course, putting up signs. Signs like:

WELCOME NEW STUDENTS AND TEACHERS
A special 40% off for all Newcomers on any Purchase!
PLUS A FREE SQUISHY!

And, of course:

TURTLE & CANARY IS NOW HIRING!
Come join the team of one of Fandom Island's hottest growing businesses!
Great benefits, exceptional pay, flexible hours, future franchise options, and
FREE SQUISHIES!!!
Tuesday and Wednesday shifts available!

And then she tried to be good and stay behind the counter, which lead to a lot of bouncing.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Red, Grape Judas, New Car Smell

Turtle & Canary is open!

puppy_fair

When Zack got to work, it was clear he was getting over a case of the sniffles that had sequestered him to his room yesterday. And not because he was actually sniffling. Oh, no. It was clear because he was pouting.

Wiggly little social butterfly that he was, it bugged him to no end that he'd missed the newbie picnic as a result. When he got sick, it was never for long. And there was only one newbie day a... semester.

Okay, so he didn't have long to wait until next time, really. It wasn't going to stop him from making cow-eyes until the staff let him change the specials board.

Today's Specials:
Share a story about your first day on the island, get your meal half-off!

The giant anthropomorphic singing dishes were way too good to Zack. They knew just as well as he did that this particular special was more for the sake of letting the kid meet people.

[OCD up! The OOC thread has an important note on the dishes, for those of you not yet in the know!]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Typically, Turtle was an exceptionally good worker, especially in the office, surrounded by things she was easily enthusiastic about. But today, there was absolutely no hope for her at all. Tomorrow was the start of it all. Tomorrow, officially, with the arrival of new students she'd have to meet and schmooze right away and hopefully make a good, lasting impression on them, her senior year would start. The year of potential presidency.

Her head was so distracted with campaign plans, as well as with the nervous twisting in her stomach, that she didn't dare touch anything today at work except the most basic things. Like making sure there was toner in the printer and watering the plants. But even those were made harder by the sheer force of her excited anxiety.

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stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle Wexler was surrounded by paperwork.

Just as she liked it. True, G'Kar had done a lot yesterday to get ready for the incoming semester, but she had a lot to do, too. And, even if she didn't, she was very good at finding things to do even when there wasn't anything. There might be some charts made soon. Even if it wasn't store stuff, it was campaign stuff, club stuff, multiculural fair stuff.

Turtle gave a sigh of contentment and continued working on her stuff.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Red, Grape Judas, Stuff.

Turtle & Canary is open!

atreideslioness

Tyler barely glanced at Ghanima before he went toward the combatants this week.

"I think half the town's out of town," he said. "Me and him. You two. You and you, you and you. And this is Fred Dukes. He has something to say before we start. Fred?"

Fred wiped the back of his mouth with his ham of a hand. "I'm Fred Dukes, and I'm here to provide a damn public service. You think hitting a bag is fine and good, but it ain't anything like hittin' a person. That's where I come in. You need experience hitting a person, but ain't ready or wanting them to hit back? That's what I'm for. Though you make any disrespectful jokes, I get to punch you one right in the kisser." He looked over at Tyler. "That good enough for ya?"

"Perfect," Tyler smirked, and started pointing around the gym. "Matches there, practice there, Fred here. No makeup this week. Let's go."

Ghanima just rolled her eyes and went over to work with her trainees. Boys. So violent.

[OCD up, have at it.]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

The temptation to use some of her desk time at the office was strong, but Turtle resisted, no small feat in the face of the fact that it wasn't like they had cases or anything and most of it was all research and reorganizing. Luckily, she enjoyed the research. If she didn't, there would probably be green glitter from making posters everywhere.

...Actually, Turtle was now half wondering what Miss Cabot might think of some new green glitter accents to the place. And she was also wondering if she could get an endorsement from her for the campaign.

The campaign, it seemed, was all she could really think about lately, as she worked and munched on some leftover Pop-Tarts from yesterday.

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iguessiamaclone.livejournal.com

The last time Ben was at Three Minute Dates, he was one of the daters. Now he was the host. He was pretty sure this counted as a promotion somehow.

Caritas Presents
THREE MINUTE DATES
Hosted by Ben Reilly
Reject people and make it snappy!

When the event was just about ready to start, Ben took the stage. "Okay, everyone! Let's go over the rules quickly. We'll start in a minute when I read a pair of names. That pair finds each other, makes with the chit chat, and then after three minutes you'll hear this sound."

A zombie hit a gong. With his head. Whatever works... "And when you hear that, we'll move onto the next round and I'll read more names. We'll do this five times and then we'll be done. Oh, and don't forget, violence isn't allowed here but drink throwing is both possible and hilarious."

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

~~Please wait for epic OCD!~~ Epic OCD is up! And if you saw me make or admit to a PHENOMINALLY egregious mistake in my planning, I've got cookies on the table and you didn't see anything. Got that?]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

One of these days, Wexler. One of these days, she'd learn that her preferred diet of a lot of candy and sugary cereals and sugar with coffee and cream lead to toothaches, and therefor should be best avoided but, obviously, this week had not been that week of revelation. Thankfully, by the time Friday rolled around, it wasn't as painful as it had been on Monday, with only residual soreness and a painful jolt of a reminder when she forgot about the toothache and did something like bite into an apple or just jostle it the wrong way that sent her, after a yelp of surprise, groaning in pain.

But she was going to stick through it! It was Friday, so she didn't figure there'd be many clients coming through the offices, so she could try to focus on her work instead of her dentistry and hopefully not have to talk to anyone because even with the sparing amount of Gum Numb she was using, her speech was going to be a little slurred.

But no one could accuse her for a lack of dedication to the job. She just hoped it cleared up before radio, because that was usual a ton of talking...

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Current Mood: uncomfortable

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Between being a turtle and everything else that had been going on that kept making Turtle really miss out on putting in some real heavy duty hours at the office, she felt like she had a lot to catch up on. But, really, that suited her just fine, because going through a ton of files and scanning them over and maybe upping their organization was probably among her top five things to do with a Friday.

And, just to keep things interesting and herself on her toes a little and keeping up with not falling into a rut, she was actually have tea today, instead of coffee.

She was still loading it up with a ton of sugar and milk, though, so it became almost indistinguishable as tea and tasted exactly as the coffee that she loaded up and made indistinguishable as coffee.

But it was the idea of the thing that was important.

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stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle knew she had a lot to catch up on from being a turtle all last week, but she couldn't bring herself to actually focus on it much. Her conversation with Maron last night was sticking to her like superglue and she couldn't shake a lot of it. On the one hand, she felt glad that whatever had happened had skipped her since she was a turtle, but, on the other hand, something really big happened and she wasn't a part of it because she was a turtle. It was good to know that she may have skipped some really scary stuff, like Maron had described, but, at the same time, she hadn't done anything to help, either.

She was mostly just trying not to think about it, and trying to think of ways to at least make everyone else feel better. So she very definitively claimed it:

FREE SQUISHY DAY!
Come on in and get a free Squishy today!
No purchase necessary (although it would be nice)

The sign was extra glittery. People might need a little extra glitter today.

Today's Squishy flavors: Red, Grape Judas, Clover.

Turtle & Canary is open!

gods-gymnast.livejournal.com

"I know I don't have to open today," Maron was saying to Turtle the… turtle. "But it's your shift, and I'd feel bad if I didn't, so we're going to have it open anyway with more than Apu manning the store because that's not fair either."

Turtle the… turtle just seemed to sigh.

"I even have some clover for you, see? That's what Wiki said I could feed you," Maron continued on. "I mean, I know that Wiki isn't always right, but what to feed someone sounds like a pretty basic thing."

Today's Squishy Flavors: Blue Collar, Candy Hearts, Grape Judas

Turtle & Canary is Open!

nevertobequeen.livejournal.com

Since Francine was still with her family, Morgana was by herself at the picnic tables today when everyone started to arrive.

"Good afternoon," she said in greeting. "I believe we can all agree that we would like to be prepared for whatever dangerous situations this place might choose to throw at us. We've done well in readying ourselves so far, but the problem remains that we cannot always know what to expect. I thought perhaps we could take our time today to talk about some of the things we've already gone through?" she suggested. "I'm certain that I haven't heard half of Fandom's stories, and I believe that the more information we all have, the better."

[aaand ocd is up!]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle spent the first handful of minutes of coming into the store today talking with Apu about her hair, which she really could only do for a handful of minutes because it was just really, really weird otherwise. Once she finally managed to break out of the conversation, she settled behind the counter with some files to go over weekend reports and start doing the order for the week.

She had out in the window a sign: "NOW HIRING! Tuesday and Wednesday shifts avaiable! Great benefits, discounts, and Free Squishies! Inquire within!"

Today's Squishy Flavors: Apricot, Red, Grape Judas

Turtle & Canary is open!

tyler_gone

As people arrived today, they might notice that the rules were displayed a bit more prominently than usual. The previous slap-dash handwritten sign had been replaced with something a bit more official looking, and with much larger font.

Ghanima wasn't letting anyone else get away with ignoring them, no, which was probably evident from the annoyed expression on her face as she surveyed the room

"Welcome back," Tyler supplied. He looked equally annoyed. "If any of you have recently suffered life-threatening injuries -- and don't get cute about parsing that -- sit down. Drink a soda. Don't fight. And I am disgusted that I even have to say that, but, after last week, I'm not taking chances."

"It doesn't even have to be life threatening," Ghanima injected smoothly. Ever the diplomat, even when it was at the point of her knife. Verbal or otherwise. "Even a sprained ankle is plenty of reason to sit it out today, or just join those of us in the learner's area. There is no shame in respecting your body and not risking permanent handicap."

"Now, you and you. You two. Tyler?"

He cast a gimlet eye over the group. "Her, him, and ... oh. Those two. I never call them."

Clapping his hands once, he added, "Let's go."

gods-gymnast.livejournal.com

It was one of those days where you just woke up and had the urge to dance. Maron had work though, so she entertained herself by making every movement as graceful as possible as she did her job. It wasn’t until a little while later that she realized that she was singing as she did so:

( Dancing things, painted wings... )

Maron clapped her hands over her mouth, blinking in surprise, before turning to Apu. “What was that?”

Some time later, after talking to Turtle, Maron added a sale sign to the window:

On Sale Today!
50% off all throat lozenges and earplugs!

Today’s Squishy Flavors: Snow, Ruby Red, Ebony

Turtle & Canary is Open!

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

This was it. That whole thing in the bathroom had sealed the deal for Turtle. She needed something and that something was a change. So she marched her butt down to Theodoric of York and made that distinctly clear. A day at the spa, sure, to just sort of set things in the right tone, but first things first.

"I need a haircut," she decided.

And then, of course, broke out into song.

( A Devil's Haircut, in her mind. )

Turtle was nervous, of course, once the scissors stopped moving and the hair was dried and she was spun around to face herself in the mirror again. No random song this time, though, just a great big grin, a shake of her head to feel how the short cut felt against her face, and a very approving "Eeeeee!"

[[ open for all your spa-like needs! Yes, I'm using OMWF to inspire a plotpoint I've been meaning to do for ages. I'm special like that, and I've been dying to do this forever but just haven't felt the right pull! THANK YOU U2! ]]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

The nice thing about being Turtle Wexler was that even when there wasn't much to do, you could make there be something to do. Turtle came into the store that morning with the intention of putting together an entire new system of paperwork that would allow her to come in Monday mornings and plan everything for the entire week ahead of her. Orders, shipments, stocking, changing the mopheads, marking clearance, you name it.

And then once that was done, she could put it in a spreadsheet.

And then color code it.

Ta-da! She was very impressed with her task-orientation.

The "Now Hiring" sign in the window, touting the advantages of working at Turtle & Canary, was still present in the window and decorated with a new coat of glitter.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Red, Pumpernickel, Grap eJusas.

Turtle & Canary is open!

weetinyreese.livejournal.com

It was Saturday, which meant it was Kyle's first shift. He arrived on time and warily eyed the SquishyBot and Liz as he got the store ready to open. "Don't think this makes us friends," he told the machines with a mistrustful look. When the SquishyBot went to protest (or hand him a Squishy as a sign of friendship), he pointed emphatically at the bot. "I know how to turn you off and I'm not afraid to do it." Yes he was, but that was beside the point.

Thankfully Apu was around to keep the peace.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Chutney, Metal, Red

thatsamilkshake

Much like the posters, though not as deliberately, the setup for today's meeting was a little more...restrained than usual. Mostly because Francine was sitting at one of the picnic tables with an honest to God old-fashioned ice-bag pressed to her head.

If that wasn't a signal that your co-hostess ~~and her lovely breasts~~ were just a little under par today, feast your eyes on the array of baked goods.

From Jeff, God of Biscuits. Yeah.

Meaningful to only a few, perhaps, there was not a brownie in sight.

[OOC: The OCD has arrived! Open for your pleasure. Still not dirty.]

Current Mood: DIAF Chuck

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Okay, so call her a dork. Turtle knew it was probably true that she was one, and a big one at that, but she came into the office today and settled to work behind the desk thinking that there was probably no better way to spend her Friday than doing some work. This Friday thing, she decided, would work out really well. There'd even be a chunk of time for 'relaxing' when she finished, before she went to meet Valentine for their pre-radio coffee and giving the squirrels rum.

She loved it when things seemed to order themselves so nicely.

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glasses-justice.livejournal.com

Alex needed to replace the whiskey in her desk. It could wait until she'd finished writing up this report. Maybe she'd swing by on her lunch break.

Her priorities were shot to hell, but she liked them anyway.

(OCD-free)

Current Mood: busy

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

After a ~~total fail weekend~~ trip home for the Fourth of July holiday, to celebrate in true Westingtown extravagance, Turtle was extremely glad that she didn't have any Monday workshops so that she could concentrate on catching up with everything at work. A new semester starting over a holiday weekend meant she had to push all the things she normally pushed late, but hopefully not too late. If anything, though, she'd asked Kyle to come in about a job today, so there was always that. New employees were always good news (especially cute, albeit weird, ones, not that Turtle was actually thinking that, of course, really!).

And, of course, there was signage:

Welcome to Turtle & Canary!
Your One-Stop Shop for all your Needs!
Welcome to all New Students and Teachers:
Come in and get a 25% discount on your purchases as well as a Free Squishy!
Try the Grape Judas; it's delicious!

And, of course, with copious amounts of glitter:

Now Hiring!
Great benefits! Flexible Hours! Employee Discounts! Free Squishies!
Inquire within!

Today's Squishy Flavors: Grape Judas, Red, Fresh Newbie.

Turtle & Canary is open!

atreideslioness

It was the start of another semester, which meant the rules were once again displayed prominantly on the doors to the gym.

Rules of Fandom Fight Club
1. What happens here, stays here. We can't keep the squirrels out, but if somebody tells you something on the mat, you don't repeat it off the mat.
2. No weapons or powers unless everyone knows in advance and is fighting within their grouping.
3. No shoes.
4. If someone says "stop" or goes limp, the fight is over.
5. Two people to a fight.
6. Fights go on as long as they have to.
7. No tourists. If you need to take a week to see what this is like, cool, but no coming back just to watch. You wanna watch, get a TV; here, everybody fights.
8. No fighting if you're sick or injured. You wanna screw up your body, you do it on your own time.
9. The organizers reserve the right to remove you from the club at any time for violation of these rules.

"Good evening," Ghanima said cheerfully as people arrived, Tyler standing beside her. "For anyone lurking in the back that is new, welcome to Fandom Fight Club. The purpose of this group is catharsis and self-improvement through unarmed combat. There is absolutely nothing wrong with therapeutic violence - no matter what the armchair shrink of the week says - and this place is here to provide you with that option."

"Since yesterday was a holiday and today all the students are moving to the cabins, we're skipping the randomly assigned fights. We don't want to put anyone on the floor who is not capable of performing at their best."

"So find a new friend, and hit them. Those of you who want to work on your skills, you know where to find me. Now shoo."

[

tyler_back modded with loving permissions. OCD up, go forth!]

Current Mood: amused

gods-gymnast.livejournal.com

Maron stifled a yawn, rubbing at her eyes.

So tired. Hopefully the coffee she’d picked up from the Perk would kick in soon.

Yes, Maron had bought coffee for herself. Maron was probably the last person (with the exceptions of, in her opinion, quite possibly, Zack) who needed coffee. Oh well.

Just... give it time to kick in.

Today’s Squishy Flavors: Grape Judas, Orange-Mango, Peppermint Pie

Turtle & Canary is Open!

not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com

Jennifer was back to her usual, extra-studious self today. Probably because she didn't have school work to focus on.

If anyone needed her, though, she'd help them! She was nice like that.

The Law Offices of Cabot and Associates
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[ooc: Open, and OCD-less, also note: SP needed, I'm gonna be really spotty with availability today.]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle was...quiet today. This, of course, had no bearing on the amount of work she was getting done; she was still working incredibly hard and quick and well, but it entirely lacked the buzz of excitement and joy that usually radiated from her when she was working so hard on things like this. Typically, she was engrossed in an approach that made a person look at her and think to themselves, Now there's a girl who knows what she's doing, does a damn good job at it, and loves doing it. Today, however, one was probably more likely to think, Now there's a girl who knows what she's doing, does a damn good job at it, and there's no way in hell I am going to mess with that.

Which seemed to suit her just fine right now.

The Law Offices of Cabot and Associates
LEGAL SERVICES • LEGAL AID

Cabot and Associates is open.

Current Mood: determined

intraspective

Why had she agreed to do this again?

Oh. Right. Because she'd been insane last night and decided that she'd needed something utterly ridiculous to distract her from, well, that whole leaving bit. Stupid leaving bit. People shouldn't be allowed to go.

She gave the table set up with drinks and food a considering glance, wondering if she had time to snag a glass of something before Edward (who was arranging the last of the flowers and the platform to his satisfaction) made her get up there and sing.

Again.

Nevermind that it was her suggestion this time. Sort of. Maybe. All his fault, actually. Really. Honest!

Ino cast a look over the park, and wondered how many people would show up this time. Joy.

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

tyler_gone

"I'm seeing some familiar faces here from last night," Ghanima said as people filed in. "Hopefully you weren't all up too late."

"If you were, shake it off or get out. Half-hearted attempts because you're too sleep-deprived to pay attention are insulting and a recipe for injury."

"If you get out there and screw around," Tyler added, "we'll just send you home anyhow. Don't embarrass yourselves."

"Now comes the fun. For us, at least," Ghanima said. "You. You. You two. Tyler?"

"Them," Tyler said, gesturing to two people at opposite edges of the crowd, "Her and him. Go."

[~~Wait for~~ OCD ~~PLEASE~~ is up now YAY. Cowritten with

atreideslioness]

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

just-add-starch.livejournal.com

While the students had been completing their last finals, an NPC staff had been hard at work converting one of the empty warehouses into the site of tonight's dance. When the guests arrived this evening, they'd be greeted by a long yellow carpet, leading up to the open glass doors of the warehouse.

Once inside, they would find the space brightly decorated to celebrate the summer season. Gold drapes covered the walls, splashed liberally with glitter to make them sparkle in the low lights of the warehouse. Flowers were placed here and there, not overwhelming but definitely noticeable and fragrant. Images of beaches, palm trees, sunsets, sunrises, hammocks, and other various summer images were being projected on the walls randomly.

A long table consisting of food and drinks was along one wall, providing plenty of sustenance for everyone for their long night of fun. Dark corners could be found here and there, of course. There was music playing and a disco balls projecting light onto the dance floor.

It was time for the summer dance.

arrivals | food/drinks/mingling | dark corners | girls bathroom | boys bathroom | dancing | ooc | post 2

[OCD IS UP. ~~I will make you smell Deadpool's dirty drawers if you ping in before I am done omg.~~ No one has to smell Deadpool's drawers! Have fun! If another post is needed later, it will go up!]

Current Mood: accomplished

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

There was an Event today, and it was Turtle's day, so that meant there were a lot of great deals going on at Turtle & Canary to go along with it. Even with being up late for radio, Turtle was in early to get a few weekly reports taken care of before attending to advertising. First was the catering to the usual island crowd:

Today's the Dance! Are you ready?
It's never too late for those last little touches and emergency little things!
Accessories and Make-up : 30% off!
Hair product and nail polish: 25% off!
Formal wear and shoes: a whopping 45% off!
~~Condoms~~ ~~Prophylactic~~ Protection!: 25% off!

And then a special catering to the returning crowd:

Welcome back, Fandom Visitors!
Former students, teachers, and townies get a free Squishy with every purchace!
Try the Grape Judas; it's delicious!

And with that, the day was about to begin, and Turtle spend the lulls in customers trying to decide how to do her hair.

Today's Squisy Flavors: Red, Grape Judas, BananaStrawberryPeach

Turtle & Canary is open!

Current Mood: amused

minnesota-teen.livejournal.com

It was Amber's last day of work and as she'd promised Turtle, she was buffing the floors with a big assed industrial buffer that was pulling her the crap everywhere.

Whatever. She was going to get the marks from her tap shoes out if it killed her. Just, you know, get out of her freaking way.

On Sale Today
25% off First Aid Kits

Today's Squishy Flavors: Red, Pop Rocks, Lemon Heads

Turtle & Canary is open!

blondecanary.livejournal.com

Dinah had ordered two ice-cream cakes, a cooler of sodas, and some noisemakers.

It's not every day one of your best buds goes legal!

[small ocd up! All welcome.]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle was in a very good mood today. She was a little sore from fight club, but it wasn't too bad, plus the call with her father helped that a lot, too. A good mood meant that she was being incredibly industrious, too, behind the desk at Cabot and Associates, researching and filing and organizing and making handy little spreadsheets she hoped that everyone else would find useful. The coffee she was drinking probably only exaserbated things, especially when you considered how much sugar was in the coffee to make it even remotely drinkable.

Another hour of this and Turtle was going to be bouncing off the walls.

The Law Offices of Cabot and Associates
LEGAL SERVICES • LEGAL AID

Cabot and Associates is open!

Current Mood: bouncy

atreideslioness

"Welcome back to Fight Club," Tyler began. "You've been put through drills, labeled, and classified in neat little boxes for us to play with. If that pisses you off ... it should. But it's how this works."

"If you don't like it, you can challenge our decision at any time," Ghanima continued cheerfully. "Of course, that means we get to throw you around the gym, so please, feel free to do so."

"Today, however, we'd prefer that you beat on each other first."

"Starting with you and you, you and you, and -- Ghanima, pick the last two." Tyler paced a few steps as he spoke.

"You, and you over there. And Max?" Ghanima grinned and crooked her finger at the large man. "I'd like to see you on the mat, please."

Who said she couldn't use Fight Club to make her own fun?

Mingle / RNG Fights / Open Sparring / Talk to the Organizers / Beginner Mats / OOC

[~~Wait for~~ The OCD awaits, oh ye of ~~little~~ violent faith]

Current Mood: chipper

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle had come into the store early, got a really big Red Squishy, and then settled in behind the counter to meticulously plan out a schedule to make the most out of being both readily available at the store for anyone and checking out a few of the panels at the convention. It was going to be a tight squeeze here and there, but she might have something workable. It was times like this that she really envied Jamie.

At least she knew Apu would be around when she ducked out here and there. Not quite as good as staying around herself, but it could be a lot worse, too.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Red, Grape Judas, Rock'n'Roll

Turtle & Canary is open!

[[ and OCD-free as I am stealthily posting from work. ]]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Mondays were swiftly becoming Turtle's favorite days, especially since a few things usually happened on the weekends that left her feeling a little off-course again. But coming into the office, settling down into the desk, and losing herself in some work was just the thing to wrangle thing back in focus again. She felt she might have actually been making some headway on something, too, it was just the matter of finding one, tiny, teeny weeny piece of information that she knew was out there waiting for her to find it...And find it she would, mark her words!

The Law Offices of Cabot and Associates
LEGAL SERVICES • LEGAL AID

Cabot and Associates is open!

atreideslioness

"We've been doing this a couple months now," Tyler said abruptly once the group was gathered. Ghani stood at his side, laughing at some private joke. "It's evaluations day so we can see who's moved up a level, who's stagnant, and who's getting worse."

He gestured to the mats. "Beginners there, intermediates there, advanced there. We're going to lead you in some ~~totally handwavy~~ exercises. Try to follow along. Next week we'll have new rankings."

"While your group isn't sparring, you're free to finds your own matches. Now, beginners? Let's get to it."

[OCD up, see OOC note!]

Current Mood: bouncy

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

It would seem that sleepiness had a delayed effect on Turtle; either that, or she was up too late with radio, plus the whole fire drill thing, adding up to her feeling a little groggy at work. She considered getting herself some coffee, but coffee still tasted gross to her, and she was settling in with what she figured might be the only redeamable form of coffee.

Squishy form.

Today's Squishy flavors: Coffee, Grape Judas, Espresso Latte Mochachinno

Turtle & Canary is open!

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