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makemyownway.livejournal.com

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

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

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

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

spacepiratevala.livejournal.com

The day was gorgeous - sunny and crisp and cool, but not so cool that people would need coats or sweaters. There were some discrete space heaters set up for those who had chosen not to wear sleeves with their formalwear.

A light breeze was there to lift hair that wasn't pinned or sprayed into position. Birds sang. Chairs were set up, divided by a long center aisle. There was even a small section towards the front with little piles of nuts and bottles of rum - Vala and Barney had both done radio at one time or another, plus it just made sense to make nice to the squirrels.

The wedding party had yet to take their places, so the atmosphere was open and relaxed, if a bit anticipatory.

[ooc: Open to all, but ~~please wait for~~ OCD is now complete!]

all4thewookiees.livejournal.com

Jolee and Tino were stocking plenty of clean glasses behind the bar. This weekend meant family. Family meant drinking. It was a fact of life. It's part of the reason why Jolee never bothered with a family after breaking from the Jedi: he preferred sobriety.

The preparations ended when the door opened and Jolee felt an all-too familiar presence. "I'm sorry, Tino, but it looks like you're on your own tonight," he said, turning to face Revan. "We'll be in the lounge if you need me for anything."

[OOC: I'm totally cheating and making this a mod Tino night. As stated above, Jolee will be in the lounge if anyone wants to talk to him specifically.]

canoutdrinkyou.livejournal.com

Marion showed up for her first day of work with Mutt in tow. She was used to bartending and she was used to weird to a certain degree. What she wasn't used to, however, was...

"Zombies?!" she asked Tino. "Are you telling me those are dead guys?"

Mutt was ectastic. Yay for undead friends!

[Putting this up early just because. ~~I won't be around until 8ish, however~~ Okay, I lied I got convinced to stay. Around, save for when I'm at dinner!]

spacepiratevala.livejournal.com

Vala wasn't sure what she was going to do. She trusted the technology of this universe, up to a point. Unfortunately, that point was right in front of her, telling her what she didn't want to hear.

How could she have been so stupid?

Barney was the mark. She knew he was the mark. But she'd taken her eye off the prize, and now she wasn't going to be able to just take off with all of his lovely, shiny money and set up shop in some other galaxy.

Oh, no. First she had to give birth to his baby.

Well, not his baby, but even she wasn't irresponsible enough to leave a child alone with Biff.

[ooc: Open to everyone, and particularly to the baby daddies.]

all4thewookiees.livejournal.com

Jolee sat behind the bar, glaring at the first customer of the night.

"If you don't leave now, I will throw you out," Jolee said. "Go back to your parents, if you haven't eaten them yet or something."

The Menace just drank his chocolate milk. Jolee wasn't sure how he got it in the first place. He also wasn't sure that the little blond freak hadn't slipped some alcohol into it.

"You can't say I didn't warn you," Jolee said. He raised his hand and The Menace was lifted from his seat. He struggled, but there wasn't anything he could do against an invisible force picking him up. All he could do was complain as he was levitated out the door.

Jolee looked at the kid's glass. "Tino, if you want it, it's yours, but I'm not touching it."

[OOC: Open. Dennis will be in and out tonight, but Jolee will be around.]

baskiceball.livejournal.com

There was a lot of drinking at Caritas. A lot. Marshall was trying to drink away the horror of seeing a vampire. He was also wearing a ring of garlic around his neck. It was really best not to ask.

"I need to bless the water in these pistols," Marshall drunkenly explained to Tino, holding up two water guns. "Do you know how to make holy water?"

Tino shrugged.

After a moment's pause, Marshall made a gesture of a cross over his chest and said to the guns, "Rub a dub dub, thanks for the grub. Amen."

Tino rolled his eyes. Marshall was insane.

Current Mood: drunk

spacepiratevala.livejournal.com

~~Not at all late, really~~, Vala went into work, inspecting to see if there had been any damage from the hurricane, and sticking her nose into the fridge to see if any food had spoiled or if they'd lost power.

Everything seemed fine, so she sat down with a series of lists and magazines and notes about the wedding and waited to see if there would be any customers.

spacepiratevala.livejournal.com

Vala was there, camped out with a stack of bridal magazines and catalogs, which she stopped perusing long enough only to check her phone for cute text messages (not that she knew for sure that Barney was texting her or even had texting capabilities on his phone) or to admire her engagement ring.

It was a good day in Vala-land, even if she did have to work.

Specials:

Freshly squeezed orange juice
Bagel with cream cheese and smoked nova salmon
Fresh strawberries and cream
Omelettes--Your choice of fillings

Current Mood: cheerful

tinkerbitch.livejournal.com

Tink had had to pretend to teach today, and those days were always tiring. Molding young minds was exhausting, especially when one discovered one was completely out of absinthe.

So she zipped merrily along to her favorite place in the world, Caritas, because that was where absinthe lived when it wasn't staying at her place. And --

There was no bartender! Just that Tino guy! Excuse her?! How was she supposed to get drunk at this rate?! What a shoddy excuse for management this was! Why, why, she ought to ... ought to ...

... take the job herself, for the night, and use it to humiliate and mock anyone who came in attempting to get drinks! Refuse to serve anyone she didn't like! Guzzle everything in sight!

Caritas was open. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

(OOC: Faith's on vacay with Ghani and Renee. So ... Tink's running the bar. If you actually want liquor tonight, then either ( a ) prepare for some serious humiliation or ( b ) mod Tino ...)

Current Mood: devious

spacepiratevala.livejournal.com

Vala didn't want to be at stupid work. She wanted to be outside, playing and not at all getting into trouble, really. Not at all like she had yesterday. Firefighters, she'd learned, were very nice and good at getting you out of places that maybe you shouldn't have hidden even if they were really sneaky hiding places, meaning that you maybe should have hidden there after all.

Plus she'd gotten a lollipop. Cherry.

She'd written out the specials and was wondering if anyone would come in to play with her.

SPECIALS:

Chicken noodle soup
Grilled cheese sandwich with no crusts
Ice cream

suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com

Huh, it was like work this whole being there on time and opening the gym. Barney would've had a problem if it wasn't for the incredibly hot group of ~~NPC~~ women filing in for their spinning class.

Now that was a sight to behold.

Atlas Gym was open.

Current Mood: amused

fates_jaye

Jaye was kind of sick of the snow. And Antarctica. And she was sort of considering whether or not it was worth taking the causeway to Alexandria to get a hotel. Which was why she grabbed herself a beer when she got to the bar.

Tino didn't even look at her funny anymore, but she still validated it with a "Shut up, I'm keeping warm."

spacepiratevala.livejournal.com

Vala wasn't expecting much business, being as how all the new students and teachers were still in the getting-to-know-you phase of the proceedings, but that didn't stop her from taking extra time to set out flowers and make sure that everything was extra clean, in case anyone decided to stop in.

She'd even taken extra time with the specials board, which was particularly legible today, and written in different colors of chalk.

SPECIALS:

Mexican hot chocolate
Ziti and parmesan cheese frittata
Six-story fruit and yogurt parfait

fh_beasties

There were ghosts in the streets of Fandom, so many ghosts, as if the gates of death had opened and set them free.

They were pale and lost, aimlessly wandering, confused and alone.

[ooc: Random ghost encounter post! Just put where you are in the subject of your comment, please, to appease my OCD.]

spacepiratevala.livejournal.com

This newest move had been very, very nice to Vala, and in a gesture demonstrating pure ~~boredom~~ ~~overdose of Annette Funicello/Frankie Avalon movies~~ altruism, decided to share her largesse with the inhabitants of Fandom, who seemed to be in desperate need of relaxation.

Not that she'd seen most of them in a while, but that was hardly the point.

Rising early, she'd hired a caterer to provide fully moddable beach foods at appropriate intervals and a bartender to provide drinks with and without alcohol to anyone who requested them.

As the sun went down, she had hopes of a campfire, music (hopefully with singing), or a dance-off of some kind. But not a virgin sacrifice, because that only happened in one movie and therefore involved poetic license on the part of the screenwriter, at least in her opinion. ~~*eyes Xander suspiciously*~~

As for herself, she'd be stretched out under a shade umbrella enjoying the location and a lovely drink with an umbrella in it. Volcano? What volcano?

[ooc:Beach party! OCD is up, and everyone is welcome!]

spacepiratevala.livejournal.com

Vala was finding that both this new location and job suited her very well, and if she couldn't return to the Louvre again, well, these things occasionally happened. Okay, maybe more than occasionally if you got caught videotaping and taking pictures of the security measures, but it was an occupational hazard and not too worrying in the long run. Shame about the lost cameras, though.

Not that they'd been hers, but that was hardly the point. The information in them would have been very helpful if she'd gone universe-hopping.

Ah, well.

In any event, Luke's was open for business. Vala perched on a stool and had a large cup of coffee and some toast while she waited for customers.

Specials:

Hamburger with French fries
Tossed salad with French dressing
Croque Monsieur

[ooc: Will be out for a few hours, but then I'll be back, I promise!]

spacepiratevala.livejournal.com

~~After being told by the authorities never to return to the island of Santorini on pain of imprisonment~~, Vala remembered that she had ~~handwavily~~ obtained a job at Luke's Diner, and that Sundays were her day to work.

Specials:

Dead-eyed Zeppelin*
Bloodhound in the Hay with Frog Sticks**

She should really probably spend less time on the internet.

[ooc: *: poached eggs with sausage; **: hot dog with sauerkraut and french fries]

Current Mood: chipper

fh-fillers.livejournal.com

There was a secluded clearing in the Preserve, not far from the edge, chosen specifically because it had four trails leading to it.

They bisected it, like the points of a compass, and in the centre, the teleporters assembled.

The angels were coming, and they were coming fast.

All they had to do was wait.

[ooc:

wait for

OCD is up, and there are instructions in the OOC note. Post is for our teleporters and for our final blinker teams (to which there has been a chnage): Peter Parker & Yondamine, Isabel & Johnny, John S & Gavin, Luke & Vala

ETA: There are eight teleporters - Millie, Chris, Demyx, Altra, Cable, Ronan, Namine, Ghanima - and eight individual blinkers. It is one blinker to one teleporter in the second thread.]

fh-fillers.livejournal.com

Spotters went out early in the morning, to pin down the location of the angels -- and keep them pinned down.

As the sun crept higher, the relay teams were sent out, each taking a place along their route.

[ooc:

Please wait for

OCD is up; see the OOC note for how this will work. ETA: fhchat is available for questions and coordination if you want to hop on in!]

bigdamnprincipal

Sometime in the afternoon, phone calls started coming in to Zoe from the away teams, with messages of success that made her feel more relieved than she had in days. After talking to Harriet and Kerrigan about what they'd been able to accomplish, the plans to finish this fight finally started to come together, and all that seemed to be left to do was inform the town, and gather more volunteers.

Once again, fliers appeared around town and in the dorms, calling everyone who was left together for a second town meeting. Zoe gave the people who arrived some time to get settled and check in with each other, before she got up to speak.

"Thank you all for coming on such short notice," she said. "I'm pleased to say that I have good news to share. All of our travelers have successfully found the information we sent them to search for, and with this information, the administration has come up with two plans: one to stop the angels, and one to bring everyone who's gone missing home."

First, Zoe explained the plan to lure the angels into the preserve ~~which I will not type out again so as to not bore you all~~, and then she opened the floor to Harriet, to explain how the missing persons were being brought back ~~which has its own OCD thread la la la~~.

"What we need now are volunteers to deal with the angels, and to make this plan work. I'm not going to lie to you," she said. "It's going to be dangerous, and I know that my job is to keep the students and teachers out of danger as much as possible. But I also know that if anyone can pull this off, it's the people in this town. If we all work together, we can get rid of this threat, and get our friends and family home. If you have any questions before you volunteer, either Dean Jones or I would be happy to answer them."

[I am in no way ashamed of tonight's post subject. If you're a blinker or teleporter, you can handwave coming to the meeting and volunteering, if you want.]

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.]

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

Robin still kind of had no idea how she'd wound up doing this, but it was funny and she could laugh and drink and just enjoy her post-Valentine's glow behind the bar while everyone else suffered.

And in the meanwhile, she set out a pretty little sign.

Three Minute Dates @ Caritas
Hosted by Robin Scherbatsky
Presented by loneliness and desperation*
* beer goggles recommended/necessary in some cases

That done, she wandered by to the stage to take the mic. "So, hi. You know how sometimes you're at a bar, and you just don't know how to talk to those pretty people you're eyeing? Or, you know, you want to know what the deal is with that creepy guy in the corner who won't stop staring? Well, tonight, we're taking all that guesswork out of it! Welcome to Three Minute Dates! I'm your hostess and deeply amused bartender, Robin Scherbatsky."

"So here's how it goes -- when I call your name plus someone else's, it'll be time for you to find that other person and either lemon law them or find your way to true love...slash a good one night stand! Or a bad one. It's part of the fun! And then lather, rinse and repeat for four more times, because yes, boys and girls, you're doing this five times."

[OOC: Three minutes equals ten comments for our purposes. That's five comments per person. Try your very best to get it wrapped up in that time. You do NOT have to do these in chronological order. Do them as people are available. Just try not to Joss yourself.

Remember, if you're violent, you'll be teleported out of the club and will have to make your way back. If you can't get through all of your dates today, you can sp, don't worry!

ETA: OCD UP WHOOOOOOOO]

Current Mood: hyper

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Arrivals to the town hall for the dance would find it decorated with darker, richer colors, from the draping streamers to the balloons scattered around to the runner on the snacks table. At the entrance, there was even a table with a variety of masks available for those who might not have brought their own, or were too damn lazy to get one, provided ever so graciously by Turtle & Canary.

And there wasn't a single speck of pink in the decorations. Nope. Not one. Turtle had made sure of it, even against the nefarious plottings of someone whose name may have rhymed with Peg Panning.

There was, however, still a lot of glitter. You could change the world, but you couldn't tempt fate.

[[ OCD ~~on its way~~ has landed! Up early to get the most out of our play; second part to go up later dependent on comment accumulation and potential punch ~~chinchillas~~ spiking ]]

[[ Quick links for eventual browser friendliness: Arrive/Mingle, Snacks/Punch, Shadowy Corner, Chaperones/Security, Dance Floor, OOC ]]

light-a-spark.livejournal.com

Town hall seemed to have gone through a transformation for one evening as both security forces had outdone themselves. The ballroom had been made to look like the inside of a log cabin, a rather large log cabin at that, but still a log cabin. The walls were temporarily covered with woodwork and the decorative fireplaces had finally been put to use, casting a warm light on the rest of the room. The usual tables and seats to the side of the room had been replaced by comfortable, squishy couches. The middle of the hall was left open so there was plenty of room for people to dance.

Of course, there still were wooden tables covered with food and drinks spread along the length of the room. There was hot cider, mulled wine, gingerbread, apple pie and tarts with whipping cream and cider donuts,... Pumpkins, squashes and oranges with cloves were used at decorations. The tables away from the fireplaces and closer to the cooler dancefloor had been made to look like they were snowed under and the windows had been covered with fake snow and ice crystals to establish the winter theme.

It was something different.

((Up early for timezones and slowplay! As indicated before, this time it's adults only. So enjoy not having to watch yourself for ankle biters! If there's a need for it, a second post will be thrown up later.

~~Wait for OCD please! Watch me forget something, I'm sure.~~ Done. I think. Have fun!))

[[Arrive, Mingle & grab food, Fireplace & couches, Dancing, Mens room and Womens room.]]

southernbender.livejournal.com

Katara was almost completely unconscious in a cot but the Town Hall's makeshift hospital was ticking over like a well-oiled machine. Even as volunteers and doctors grew more and more tired, their dedication still won out as each patient was tended to carefully.

[OOC: And this is the last hospilinic post! The researchers are very close to a cure which will be administered over the course of the evening (IG and OOC). Please do be sure to ping in your sickies so they can get cured!]

geniusdoctor.livejournal.com

Doogie was not at all happy about how the emergency clinic looked when he came in. There were too many people there, too many students, not to mention the baby, and he had a moment of feeling helpless before he pulled himself together and got down to business. There had to be something that could be done to help everyone.

[OCD of doom is up! I'm heading home right now, so if there are any problems, e-mail me at celestialnature@gmail.com and I'll fix them around 7:15 when I get home. Tags will be added then too.]

geniusdoctor.livejournal.com

Doogie was in a somber mood as he made the rounds through the cot area and checked on the growing number of patients. The idea that someone could die from this sickness had occurred to him, but he wasn't expecting it to happen to one of the students. Needless to say, he was determined to not lose anyone else.

[OCD is up, come on in!]

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

GOB opened the bar after spending the afternoon watching Space Battles movies. For research.

He was now trying to move shot glasses with his mind.

[OOC: Coincidentally, I've spent all day watching the PT and Clone Wars and then I tried to type this post with my mind.]

fever-babies.livejournal.com

Johnny was at Ching Tai, waiting for Vala.

While he was waiting, he was building a small log cabin with chopsticks.

The waiters were not amused.

Current Mood: mellow

umbitch.livejournal.com

Obviously, things would need to change. That's the first and foremost thought on Dolores Umbridge's mind this evening. With the new semester approaching and so many threats to her still around, things would definitely need to change.

The school was rebuilt, her position was secured and things would definitely need to change.

People would have to go. And if they refused, she would have to make them. That would be easy enough. They all seemed to doubt her power even with the displays she'd let them see.

Things would have to change. Dolores Umbridge would start these changes on Monday.

[And here's the first post for the last stand of Dolores Umbridge. This post is for the adults/teachers but there will be a thread for students to watch. OCD is going up and I am around but might be AFK for a short time to go to the grocery store. Thanks!]

tricksy-spy.livejournal.com

This time the meeting wasn't in a temple on a far off island. This time the meeting was in J, GOB which was oddly closed to everyone else. Pastries and strategies. Best combination ever (according to Deadpool at least).

Aly waited until everyone had arrived before she started speaking. She was pale and moving a bit slowly, but that was all she was going to admit to. "I think it's obvious to everyone that we've come to the end of the line here. Umbridge needs to go. She needs to go now. She's stopped even pretending to protect the students or listen to the teachers. She been hurting them with things far worse than minor curses and jinxes. It needs to be over.

"So Anakin and I were thinking an all-out strike on her house. We'll need a fairly strong strike team of the fighters here who want to participate. Only adults. We don't need to wrap the students or even the graduates up in this. We were also hoping for a support group of those who might not be quite so focused on fighting to form a perimeter around the house, ward away students if they come close or pull people out of the way or to the clinic if someone gets hurt.

"Other than that, the meeting's open for suggestions or comments. Please keep this under your hat It's only going to be a day or so, everyone can keep their mouth shut that long."

[OOC: Meeting is for those adults/teachers who know who they are and NFB. See the OCD threads below ~~(wait for them!)~~ for further information]

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

GOB was practicing an illusion behind the bar tonight. It was called The Sword of Destiny.

That's why he was wearing a mask and brandishing a sword tonight. And that's why he was chasing Tino. "If I mess up, I'll just get thrown out of here for a couple minutes! It's can't hurt you! COME ON!"

[OOC: Tino will throw a punch at the first person who walks in tonight just to get away from the crazy man with the sword. Remember, by the rules of Caritas, the punch WILL NOT connect. It'll just send him out of the bar to freedom!]

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

There was a sign posted at the front door:

G.O.B. Bluth Presents:
The Third Annual
Three Minute Dates @ Caritas
hosted by A Matchmaker Named G.O.B.

However, the sign fell over because GOB had bought really cheap sign-making materials. But if people didn't know about the event, that wouldn't necessarily stop GOB from roping them in.

On the stage at precisely 5:55 PM, the familiar opening of "The Final Countdown" blared and GOB strutted out onto the stage to set the mood. With illusions. There was the standard prancing and hankies and brandishing of knives, and it ended after a couple minutes with GOB wheeling a heart-shaped ring of fire out onto stage and releasing a flock of doves to fly through it.

After Tino got the resulting minor fire under control, GOB stepped up to the microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen, it doesn't matter who you are. If you're a dateless wonder or a complete slut, this night is for you. You'll get to meet several people of some gender and maybe, just maybe, you'll be able to convince them to come home with you. And that, my friends, is the magic--" a large blast of smoke went off behind GOB and a banner that looked much like the sign up from - aside from the fact that the banner had yet to fall apart - dropped down behind GOB, "-- of Three Minute Dates at Caritas. My name is GOB Bluth and I'll be your host."

"When I call your name and the name of someone else, you will find each other, look longingly into each others' eyes, and figure out whether or not you give a damn about whatever they're talking about. If you do, remember that for later because you'll have to do the same thing four more times and then it's a battle of trying to figure out who you want to do more! And if everything goes!"

"Oh, and we had way too many guys again so enjoy your gay dates. Oh, and Round 4 is the gay round so everyone have fun, especially the ladies!"

[OOC: Three minutes equals ten comments for our purposes. That's five comments per person. Try your very best to get it wrapped up in that time. You do NOT have to do these in chronological order. Do them as people are available. Just try not to Joss yourself.

Remember, if you slap someone, you will be teleported out of the club and will have to make your way back.

If you can't get through all of your dates today, you can slowplay, don't worry!

Any necessary announcements will be made up here.

OCD IS UP! Thanks and have fun!]

spacepiratevala.livejournal.com

Vala had done the radio broadcast last night, but the dinosaurs hadn't sounded violent. Consequently, she had decided that it was safe to walk to the bakery and get herself something sweet to eat. She was a big fan of danish, particulary the apple.

[ooc: Open to anyone needing the bakery, as well as any dinosaurs.]

Current Mood: hungry

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

When GOB walked into the bar tonight, he was surprised to find a second level to the stage. Tino and the zombies both looked like they hadn't rested all day, presumably because they were so busy building the structure. "That looks stupid," GOB said. "Take it down."

It wouldn't happen until tomorrow morning, though. They were too tired from making the stage two tiered.

[OOC: I'm around. The horrible pun goes out to

time_agent.]

solo_sword

Jaina had no problem taking an extra shift this week, so she arrived early at Caritas to set up. And she might have finished early.

However, that did not give her an opportunity to teach the zombies any Corellian drinking songs, no it did not. Nope.

silent-robert.livejournal.com

"Come oooon, Tubby, let me see."

Silent Bob shook his head.

"[Edited for public comm] that, [edited for public comm] head! Lemme see!" Jay made a snatch for the sketchpad. Bob cuddled it close to his chest. Jay pouted.

solo_sword

Jaina still wasn't exactly sure why she had this job, except it got the owner to shut up. And upon finding out there was going to be a wedding reception here (and hey, didn't she meet Deadpool? she had no idea he was married), she really wasn't happy. Regardless, she set up the best she could, considering she'd never seen what a party here was supposed to look like.

She was trying to think of it in terms like "If this doesn't turn me to the dark side, I'm doing pretty good."

[Up omg early for party.]

bigdamnprincipal

With the school still in ruins, the administration decided that the park would be the best place to hold the Welcome Picnic. Tables were set up with food, nametags, and plenty of glitter. There was also a sign up listing the Big Sibling/Little Sibling pairings, in case anyone had missed it.

Welcome to all the new people!

[~~WAIT FOR THE OCD PLEASE.~~ OCD is done! This is part one of the picnic, for specifically meeting siblings, roommates, and teachers. Part two is happening simultaneously here, in an effort to keep browsers from breaking for as long as possible. *g* Both posts are open to everyone.]

dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com

Weevil checks on the band as usual to make sure they are intact. He then opens the doors to Caritas.

The Host is also in the house tonight.

crowt-robot.livejournal.com

NOW PLAYING: Space Mutiny Starring Cameron Mitchell! (No, really)
Showtimes: 12:00, 2:30, 4:00, 6:30, 8:00, 9:30

We demand you bring your hot girlfriends here.

((Done!))

coffeesmith.livejournal.com

After a morning filled with hung-over kids of all ages and shapes, Smith starts training

chloe_sullivan.

Someone walking near them would overhear her telling Chloe, "...and remember to keep an eye on the front counter at all times. It can start moving real fast and it's easy to not notice someone wanting to order something. Now, as for the service counter..."

fh_jackass

Logan's house hasn't managed to aquire much clutter in the few days he's been living there, but there is half of a surfboard on the back deck. (It looks as though something bit it in half, and Logan himself has a bit of a limp, but he's not volunteering any explanations.)

The house is stocked and ready to go. The tiki torches have all been lit. Condoms are discreetly stashed in drawers all over the house, the liquor cabinet has been unlocked (though the really good stuff is hidden in Logan's room), and the kitchen has been filled with food and drink mixables.

The only room locked up is the utility room - one of the roommates has an important project stashed in there.

Logan's heated up the grill, taste-tested some of the alcohol, and now he's in the living room playing Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas.

Current Mood: party time
Current Music: Garbage - Bad Boyfriend

marsheadtilt.livejournal.com

Veronica, Angela & Rory enter the restaurant and spy a large corner booth in the back.

"This looks good - that way Vala can join us when she's done with her homework and we'll have room for anyone else that wants to stop by."

[OOC: if anyone can think of a good name of a restaurant or character to run it, jump in!]

jayne-serenity.livejournal.com

Party, my place
free booze, free food...

all welcome...

five rooms, three bathrooms, and a *huge* back yard*
big kitchen, dining area, and two living rooms/rec rooms
full unfinished basement.

Make yourself at home.

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