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Bucky hadn't been on the school trip, obviously, but he was still one of the recently returned. From Wakanda, in his case. Another round of meditation, deprogramming, Ayo being grumpy with him, and Shuri tsking over the metal in his shoulder.

Once again, coming to Fandom felt like a break.

There was still novelty in that.

Anyway, it meant that on Tuesday, he finally made it back to the movie theater again. He was overseeing the concessions stand, which mostly just meant nudging things around occasionally while eating popcorn. He'd taken a tub out to the kid manning the box office, too.

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Frankenstein
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Also, yeah, the whole theater was decked out in all the usual decorations. Lots of pumpkins and bat shapes. Ingrid had gone all out.

amitragic

Another year, another Parents Weekend, another notably absence of either parents or friends or any visitors at all for Ulysses. He was used to it, so he was fine with it! Definitely hadn't had the worst couple of nights of sleep all filled with foreboding dreams about LA all on fire, waking up in a panic every time.

Honest.

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The Matter

Anyway, movie theater was open.

amitragic

Ulysses had had kind of a long weekend, and it showed. He was wearing sunglasses while sitting in the box office booth, not for a hangover - although he had a mild case of that, too - but because he was hoping it would make it less obvious he kept almost nodding off in his seat.

It was not working as well as he thought it was, but whatever. He was present! Physically speaking, and that had to be good enough.

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Cyclones

fears_no_one

There were small Indian and Pakistani flags on the counter today to celebrate their independence days this week, and Flint was paging through a new book today--Human, All Too Human by a man called Nietzsche--and enjoying the quiet.

He wouldn't hate an interruption: a month without a crisis for him to deal with had left him feeling itchy and unsettled.

shapethecentury

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A Lady's Visage

There were going to be more modern pictures again eventually.

Probably.

Once Ingrid nagged about it enough. Apparently there was some big superhero movie out right now? Bucky was really not interested, so... Joan Crawford it was, this week.

lockestheway

They might not have been billionairs, but a succesful popstar and a world leader could drum up quite an impressive budget together. The community center itself was transformed, to such an extent you wouldn't recognize it when you entered.

Unlike the white wedding, the colors were pleasantly dark, soft blacks and dark blues dominating the floor, the ceiling, the walls. The lighting implied the ambiance of a sort of upper class rave, with pops of color penetrating the darkness, and tasteful flowering plants lining the walls.

There was a dusting of glitter, a gentle mix of red and white, that blew across the floors and reflected the light at strange angles. The food served at the tables in the far corner - tastefully separated from the rest of the room with dividers that mimicked some of Van Gogh's darker flower paintings - was the work of the Hegemony's own kitchen; fancy finger foods fit for world leaders.

There was a dance floor. There was an expensive DJ, flown in from Milan. Envy's wasn't the only music being played, but it was in heavy rotation.

Welcome, Fandom. Come get your free food.

[[ party open to everybody! ]]

whenshewasnice

Come Friday evening, there was practically a festival area in the park. On one side stood a line of various food trucks, serving ~~moddable~~ food and beverages, courtesy of Envy and Peter's wedding budget. On the other, there was a merch booth for anything and everything Envy you might want - at least in terms of apparel or physical records. There was also a little cordoned off media area to one side of the stage, holding members of the music press from around the multiverse, ready to live-tweet the show back into their worlds.

And then, of course, there was the stage, looming over everything, just a little bigger than what a show in a small town park strictly speaking needed. The back of the stage was already lit up with giant block letters of made up of a gazillion light bulbs, spelling out ENVY. Just in case anyone forgot who tonight was really all about. (Or needed a reminder about who to Google.)

The paint rain across the island was still going, so hope everyone was either cool with continuing to be dyed various colors, or had brought an umbrella or perhaps a big newspaper to shield themselves with. Either way, the hope was everyone enjoyed themselves.

[ooc: ~~Pls wait as I establish some subthreads in here!~~ Open, have at!]

amitragic

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Conquering

So apparently Uly's boss was finally back in town? For a second, he thought that might mean he'd need to actually stop slacking so much, but, uh. No, apparently Bucky didn't really have any notes for him. Or much more than a bro nod on his way into the theater.

And you know what? Ulysses was just fine with that.

Even if he was probably gonna be keeping a slightly better posture than usual for most of the day.

heroic_jawline

The ballroom was positively sparkling with glitter and the light off of the brand new chandelier for the occasion. (Which should really come as a surprise to no one considering how many chandeliers they'd cycled on through for previous events.)

In preparation to the many amateur skaters they were anticipating, the half-sized walls around the skating rink--now located below the chandelier and taking up three quarters of the normal ballroom space--were well-padded.

There were drinks and appetizers and plenty of good music ready for people to come in and have a fun evening out if they were so inclined! Time to roller disco!

amitragic

Ulysses was definitely at work. He just also happened to be sitting in a chair right outside the box office, sunning himself (as much as the clouds would allow) with an ice cream in hand.

It wasn't like he wouldn't notice people coming up to buy tickets, it was fine, he could go back in when the time came.

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Contenders

Mystery Sign Theater 3000 was open!

amitragic

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The Thought of Us

Yes, look who was at work again: Ulysses! And looking thrilled about it!

Well, no, not really, but one out of two wasn't bad, right? He was slouching in his seat and looking sorta fed up, because he was feeling kind of fed up. Not even at anything in particular, just...

Mondays, you know?

amitragic

Like previous years, Ulysses had no kids, and Ulysses was glad to have no kids.

And also his place of work was showing kid-friendly fare, because Ingrid knew how to try and play to a theme.

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NON-STOP DISNEY CLASSICS

Come and get your fill of Disney's best animated fare from the last hundred years.

amitragic

Last night, there had been much drinking and dancing for Illyana's birthday/'what-the-everloving-fuck-Leah' reasons.

So this morning, Uly's head hurt. His eyes hurt. His... just sort of everything hurt. But he weirdly felt better about it than usual? Probably because usually he felt this shitty after a night out on his own, and at least this time he'd been spending time with his best friend instead of semi-desperately cruising for a semi-decent hook-up.

Didn't mean there wasn't currently a smudged phone number scrawled on the back of his hand, of course. He was only human. A human who was now going to flop into a chair at a table by the window and hope the coffee and sandwich he'd just bought with the tiniest scrap of energy still left in him would do something to make him feel at least a little more alive.

[ooc: Open!]

amitragic

When Ulysses had woken up this morning, he hadn't really thought anything was amiss, because there was a certain amount of... restlessness, that was just usual for him. Regular and normal, even.

But when he found himself still and/or again feeling it once he got to work? Yeah, he'd been in Fandom long enough to know what time of year it was. So now his main task of the day was just to survive being uncomfortable until he could go back to his place.

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Morning Meal Team

Ulysses, for one, was really glad the week's offering wasn't anything friskier than that.

amitragic

Ulysses deserved some kind of a merit badge for hauling himself to work on time today. He was no longer feeling hungover, but he was definitely still in a maudlin funk. And annoyed about it.

So this day of sitting in the box office was going to be fun.

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Newly Harvested

amitragic

Uly's lead-in to the new week had been... unexpected and kind of weird. This, though? Showing up to work on Tuesday instead of his more typical Monday shift? Totally standard, and the rest of the day was likely to follow in the same vein. An endlessly boring shift with a handful of tickets sold, underneath an updated marquee:

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Barbie
BACK BY DEMAND

He had tried to ask Ingrid by whose demand exactly (and also wasn't the phrase 'by popular demand' more typical?) but had received no actual answer.

not_a_goddamn_princess

So Eliot had definitely been Fillory-napped. And here Margo was, all outta lines back there and with no magical reappearance in sight.

She wasn't worried. She was angry. The least Fillory could do if it was going to pull this shit, was leave both of them in the same place for a change. (The same non-Fandom-place.) But no, here she was, alone, with him over there, probably already up to his ass in fuck-knows-what, and she was out of ideas for reaching him.

"I need your biggest caramel frappucino, and I need it now," Margo informed the barista. "Drizzle the fuck out of it in chocolate. And if you see a bunny walking in here croaking like a sailor, you send it to me."

She was not amused.

[[ open ]]

amitragic

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Beautiful Lady

Of course the movie theater was already decked out in decorations in fetching reds and pinks and heart-shapes with a little gold sprinkled in throughout. There was even a giant heart affixed to the marquee outside, and themed candy and snacks on sale inside at the concessions stand.

And Ulysses was sitting in the box office in a red shirt (because Ingrid had forced him to), thinking about how he was feeling particularly jaded about this time of year this year. While also intermittently getting distracted into -- smelling his hair?

Yeah, that was a thing. Look, the stuff for his face that he'd gotten on Margo's recommendation had worked out well, so he'd kinda been in the mood to buy more fancy-ish products, but he hadn't wanted to go back to Pick Your Poison because, well, Margo, so he'd gone to a place on the mainland and, to cut a long story short, now the ends of his curls had a sweet coconut-y scent to them. Which kept distracting him, but not like in a bad way?

Though he kind of wanted a piña colada, now.

amitragic

Oh, hey: another Monday, another successful showing-up-for-his-shift (on the right day) for Ulysses! Impressive.

Though that was about where the impressiveness ended, too. 'Cause he was just going to slouch in his seat in the box office and wait for the day to end.

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Girl World
THE MUSICAL VERSION

amitragic

The auditorium was finally working as intended again, keeping the movie inside the theater in its entirety rather than spilling audio everywhere. And that meant Ulysses was back to manning the box office, as normal, and was even here on the correct day again.

And this week's movie was one of the hot new January releases, to boot!

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New Jersey

... Oh, no, wait. It was a hot release from January 2004.

Close enough?

not_a_goddamn_princess

"Look, I get it. Living your life on a shelf, only to dissolve into some overperfumed white lady's tub, it's not for everyone," Margo said, hands on her hips. "But no, you can't unionize, you're freaking bath bombs."

The bomb with the googly eyes stared back at her.

"Also, you're the only one of your type in here anyway," she added. "Like, congrats, you've manifested some kind of sentience. Big whoop! Who hasn't?"

She sighed. "But fine," she said, picking it up and carrying it over to the counter. "I'll let you decompose in the back room, how's that for a compromise? Because fuck knows I don't need to deal with the hassle of someone buying a sentient bath bomb any time soon."

The bomb wiggled in her hands.

She put it away, then sank behind her desk. "Ugh. Fuck magic, I'm going back to just ordering from the Baltimore Lush."

[[ open! ]]

somethingwithturquoise

Every so often, Summer came into the bar, and there was nothing strange or unusual going on at all. The zombies were in a good order and not in any need of any patch-ups, Tino was doing his actual job in a way that wasn't disturbing or concerning, the mechanical bull wasn't on the fritz, and there was nothing of note as far as weird decorations or anything like that going on.

And sometimes, that worried Summer, making her think that something was really wrong, underneath the surface, but you know what? This year, she was just going to resolve to appreciate these kinds of days for what they were and embrace them with a sort of zen appreciation, that--

"Oh GOD!"

Her thoughts had spoken too soon, as she turned around to find Tino there, pulling up his shirt to show her a wound on his torso with an insane amount of pride over the color that it was that it definitely should not be.

"Uhhhhh, Tino, I think that is definitely infected and you should probably go get that checked out at the clinic and for the love of god, put your shirt down, I'm not even sure you being here right now with that is within health code. Where do we keep the spare bandages for the zombies, because you need to cover that up, dude."

Featured Cocktail
Pink Angel

Featured Jello
Cherries and Cream
Watermelon Mint Julep
Pink Lemonade
Tomato Shirmp

Caritas is open!

amitragic

Ulysses was finally back from his New Year's trip to New York, which had started out as a New Year's Eve trip and then, well, yeah.

He was back now, though, and just in time to deal with some chaos at the movie theater. Every time they tried to start the movie, the auditorium itself was dead silent - but all the audio blared through every other part of the theater, from the lobby to the bathrooms, and even the cleaning closet.

And also on the street right outside theater.

So now Ulysses had just finished redoing the marquee:

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nothing, we're working on it
SORRY ABOUT THE NOISE

He climbed back down the ladder (carefully, because he hated the thing), and looked up at his handiwork, right about when the theater blared the Universal fanfare at top volume again.

"... Should've used the red letters for the 'sorry'."

[ooc: Open, no ocd!]

amitragic

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It's A Fantastic Existence
NOW WITH 100% MORE GINGERBREAD HOUSES
pls dont eat auditorium

Yes, the holiday weird had hit the movie theater, too. And apparently also the choice of film for the week? Because both Ulysses and Ingrid could have sworn the buildings in the movie had not looked... like that, before.

Anyway, Uly was at the box office, doing his level best to not have a repeat of the great jelly donut fiasco on his hands.

betterthanaplan

Duke had already had to maneuver around the giant jelly donut taking up way too much of the Rouge this morning. He'd escaped to work -- only to find another one taking up way too much of his dining room.

And his staff were all wearing berets for some reason.

"Might as well lean into it, right?" Greg said.

"Lean into what? And that's a terrible accent, what's it even supposed to be?"

"Ve are Franch! today!" Timmy crowed, flinging himself onto the donut. A cloud of powdered sugar took off into the air. "Ve vill seet around and drink coffees and talk pheelosopheee!"

Duke made several attempts to respond to that. But even without choking on the airborne sugar, he had nothing. All his many questions and exclamations just got backed up in his throat.

Today's specials
Sitting around on the giant donut and pretending to be French apparently
Don't ask, I don't get it either

Luke's was open.

amitragic

Once again, there had been no visitors for Ulysses. And once again, Uly had sent a metric ton of texts that he was pretty sure would never ever be going through to both Carly and Ford.

The fact that he was currently sitting at the box office wearing very dark sunglasses had nothing to do with any of that. Of course.

Anyway, the marquee up above had received an update.

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Barbie
FINAL WEEK!!!

Yeah, it was about time the cinema got a little less... overall pink.

amitragic

Apparently the Perk had some kind of a special on a triple pumpkin spice latte. Ulysses had been very unsure about what exactly made it a triple PSL.

And now that he'd ordered one - because of course he'd ordered one - he remained unsure. And also a little intimidated, by the large thing of coffee and... various... other things? In front of him on the table.

This might be a bad idea.

(But then, most of his ideas were.)

[ooc: Opennn. Will work immediately sweep me away after posting this? Let's find out.]

amitragic

The theater had been very pink for... a while, now.

And it still was.

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Barbie

MST3000 was open, and Ulysses was ready to sell you some tickets.

amitragic

Yeah, so. Yeah.

Some crates had arrived this morning. And Ulysses was on the phone again.

"We ordered candy. You sent us booze."

...

"I don't know, looks like scotch, I guess? Look, what does it matter what kind, we -- no it's not 'basically the same thing as candy'! Like, I'm not trying to be rude but what the fuck is wrong with you, man?"

So, anyway.

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Club Diptera
ALSO WE SELL SCOTCH NOW?

MST3000 was open for business.

amitragic

"So... What's, like, the most elaborate iced coffee you can do?"

Yeah, it was feeling like that kind of a Sunday. Hence Uly's little lean against the counter as he listened to the barista rattling off some options along with some questions.

"No, 'ridiculous' is totally fine."

Just look at his fucking clothes (a garish shirt that was half open and that clashed intentionally with the color of his shorts), of course 'ridculous' was fine.

[ooc: Oooopen. I would also like a very cold drink, pls and ty.]

amitragic

The week's new concession refills had not shown up. Why Ulysses ended up being the person on the phone trying to find out where they were... Well, Ingrid could be intimidating.

"What? You gave our business to someone else?"

...

"Well, buddy, nothing's shown up so clearly they haven't 'taken over the operations smoothly', like, if it was going smoothly we wouldn't be missing half the candy we're supposed to be selling. Right?"

...

"No, I don't want to order a bunch of gum, instead."

Fun times.

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The Little Mermaid

amitragic

There were... so many bags of Cheetos at the movie theater today. In fact, upon closer examination, it turned out that was all the snacks they had on offer. All the -- everything, really. There was no candy, no drinks, just Cheetos in every nook and cranny of the concessions stand, practically spilling over the sides.

And a few more bags hanging off the marquee outside for good measure. Because:

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Flamin' Hot

Hope you liked Cheetos, Fandom.

amitragic

No, of course Ulysses had no idea what was going on. He hadn't been listening to the radio, and he hadn't needed a grocery run since early in the week, and honestly the delivery guys on this rock said the weirdest shit sometimes on the most ordinary of days, so, who could blame him for having missed everything happening so far?

... It was fine if you blamed him. He probably deserved it. Although he was blaming his noise-canceling AirPods for this next part.

See, he'd come out to the park for a smoke break (an outdoor one still counted as a break from, like, something, okay?), listening to his tunes, and he'd decided to sit on one of the benches to really make the most of failing to appreciate the fresh air out here. So how was he supposed to have realized there was some kind of a huge fucking panther-looking thing coming up from behind the bench before he was already being viciously attacked?

Anyway, that was no longer Uly's problem, seeing as there was now a very tall, very pissed man-sized lizard creature in his place. And the lizard just wanted food.

And maybe to smash this bench.

Yes, bench-smashing would be good.

[Open, if you're still looking for the perfect opportunity to have your hapless character turned into a random giant werebeast of your choosing!

Or just want to be startled by werelizard!Uly. Or even knock him out! I'm easy.]

amitragic

Ulysses' entire Monday morning at work had been taken up by unpacking boxes upon boxes of new stock for the concessions stand (so much of it that he'd been beginning to suggest the stand was eating some of it while his back was turned) so when it was finally time for him to sit down at the box office, he was exhausted.

But hey, there was a movie playing anyway.

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Renfield

amitragic

The movie theater's systems were down. Both the ticketing system and everything connected to actually showing the damn movies - which was weird, because, like. They were two entirely unrelated systems? So both of them being on the fritz was some wildly inconvenient coincidence.

Anyway, Ingrid was somewhere in the bowels of the projection booth trying to fix the issue with the auditorium, while Ulysses was out in the box office --

Kind of just uselessly poking at the computer? He had zero IT skills. He was pretty sure Ingrid knew this, and it wasn't exactly making him feel any extra motivation to learn anything right now. Just look at the half-hearted, hand-written sign he had perched on the box office counter:

TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES
sorry

[ooc: Open! With no ocd.]

amitragic

Apparently Ingrid had just decided to stop bothering to even bat an eye at Ulysses showing up on the wrong day of the week. Because whether Uly actually knew yet that he was there on the wrong day again... Well, it was kind of up in the air.

But he was manning the box office, and that was all that really mattered, right? And there was a movie playing in the auditorium, so, really. What more did anyone really need?

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A Woman Tries to Do Her Taxes

Yes, there were some Oscars-y decorations currently in the lobby.

shireisburning

One of the teens had their hand caught in one of the skeeball holes. Eddie didn't want to call the hot firefighters for something so stupid so instead he sent some of the other teens with butter from the popcorn machine to try to lube him out.

Even if it didn't work, the place smelled delicious.

Song of the day
Depeche Mode - Never Let Me Down Again
Free drink whenever the song plays!

no_culdesac

Look, it didn't matter how cool you and your roommate had decided to be about giving in and hooking up because of some kind of aphrodisiac pollen -- Nancy kind of had to come up for air eventually. And apparently 'air' meant coffee today, since she'd slipped out with her diary and a ton of good intent as far as going to the Perk, writing out her feelings about the last couple of days, and figuring out how badly she'd screwed up.

(She did not really feel like she'd screwed much up that wasn't already pretty broken before she'd even gotten here, but that was where she figured writing out her feelings might help her.)

But, good intentions or no, Nancy was not ready for how cute the barista was. Or how the frappuccino she'd ordered -- because it was still the only modern coffee drink Nancy knew -- involved whipped cream, and how that kind of just made her think, a little (and that made her feel a little like a pervert, honestly.) Or how much fun it would be to sit in the corner with her drink, making eyes over at that cute barista while she drank from a straw.

Oh, right. Writing about her inevitable breakup and sex with her roommate. She had homework here.

Super, super distracted journaling homework that might have to wait for next week or something.

[totally open!]

amitragic

So Ulysses has definitely shown up to the theater on the wrong day this week. Like, a wildly wrong day, which said a few things about how his week had been going so far. The fact that Ingrid had to tell him what day it actually was said even more.

Probably not good things.

Though maybe that depended on your point of view?

Anyway, yes, Ulysses was looking a little frazzled and restless sitting in his little box office booth today. He was also probably going to avoid sneaking in to any of the screenings of the day's movie.

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Game of Seduction

throughaphase

Love was in the air! Well, not really. That was later. But metaphorically, love, air, etc!

Caritas was decked out for Valentine's Day, with bunches of heart-shaped balloons in strategic places, copious amounts of pink and red confetti at the tables (a conversation starter!) and heart-shaped string lights above the bar and stage. And don't forget the glittery pink banner:

TONIGHT!
THREE MINUTE DATES
IT'S LITERALLY ONLY FIFTEEN MINUTES OF YOUR LIFE

A few minutes before 8:00, Kitty took the stage. She was probably covered in glitter now. "Hello, everybody, and welcome to Three Minute Dates! If you've never done this before, the rules are simple. At 8:00 on the dot, we'll call your name along with one other person's. You'll get to know each other as well as you can in three minutes, and then the gong will sound and you'll get another name to meet. You'll do that for five rounds, and then if there's anyone you want to talk to more, you can meet up at the bar. Good luck, everybody!"

[~~Hold for OCD!~~ OCD is up! Your regular bar post will go up sometime Saturday for post-dates play!
The Bar | Round One | Round Two | Round Three | Round Four | Round Five | OOC]

amitragic

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Malicious Deceased II

For some reason, it was 80s horror day at the MST3K. Ulysses was not about to question it. He'd been in kind of a weird funk since the year had rolled on into a new one, and it was unlikely that was going to change today, so it didn't really matter to him much what was playing in the theater today.

He would just sit listlessly at the box office and wait for his shift to end.

amitragic

So Ulysses had had a pretty good ~~presumably~~ Friday-into-Saturday. And he was still kind of coasting along on that good mood --

Or at least he had been, until he'd heard Ingrid's off-hand mention about gremlins seemingly setting up some sort of... flea market, in the employee break room? So now he was mostly thinking about whether he was just going to abandon his coat back there when it was time to head home.

Anyway, the movie theater was open.

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Crystal Scallion

shireisburning

Eddie was alone at the bowling alley today. All of the teens were spending time with their families or whatever. So that sucked. To make things worse, Christmas music was playing and he couldn't figure out where the hell it was coming from.

So, no, there would be no song of the day because once Eddie found out where the music was coming from he was going to destroy it.

shireisburning

The teens were talking about their Thanksgiving plans, and Eddie suddenly came to the realization that he'd be alone here next Friday. Maybe it won't be too busy. Maybe everyone would be passed out from their turkey comas and won't want to play pinball.

Song of the Day
Dio - Holy Diver
Free drink whenever the song plays

amitragic

As the marquee had promised last week, this Monday the movie theater was decked to the nines with all sorts of Halloween decorations, and the marquee itself had been updated.

NOW SHOWING
NON-STOP HORROR MOVIES!

FREE CANDY WITH EVERY TICKET

!!! HAPPY HALLOWEEN !!!

Sure, the free candy was actually something that was being gathered - occasionally by Ulysses, sigh - whenever it rained from the sky, but did you really care? Free candy!

shireisburning

"Okay, guys, I have an important announcement to make."

The teens gathered around Eddie, looking anywhere from vaguely interested to not paying attention at all.

Eddie flapped one of the sides of his cape. "We look fucking awesome in these things."

Announcement over.

Song of the Day
Rob Zombie - Dragula
Free drink whenever the song plays

amitragic

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The Misplaced Monarch

NEXT MONDAY
NON-STOP HORROR MOVIES!

Honestly? Ulysses was kind of surprised they weren't already showing horror, but Ingrid had said something about trying to hit all demographics, and -- then he'd almost immediately zoned out again, because being surprised did not actually lead to caring about the ins and outs of capitalism. Weird.

Anyway, he was probably going to sneak into the auditorium at some point, just to gaze at the hot dead king. It was going to be an okay Monday.

amitragic

Ulysses was definitely not occasionally nodding off while manning the box office. Absolutely not.

... Ignore the occasional soft snores. He'd slept like shit last night, have mercy.

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Mates

MST3000 was open, and you could probably startle Uly awake to actually buy tickets.

amitragic

So Ulysses was working a new day this week, yeah. He had been given some kind of a reason for the switch, but as soon as Ingrid had started talking about strategies he'd kind of immediately tuned everything out, so. He knew what he needed to know, which was to show up on Monday instead of Sunday.

And let's face it, the 'showing up' part was more difficult for him than whatever day it was.

NOW SHOWING
Holiday by Mistake

MST3000 was open.

bigdamnprincipal

Surely you haven't had enough time with your visitors. Even if you have, you don't want to send them on their way without breakfast, right? Coffee makes everything better, even familial awkwardness.

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