Pick Your Poison, Sunday

Sep. 28th, 2025 02:12 pm
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You know, if you disregarded the questions about why Pam was currently sitting on the sofa with her feet up on the table and not moving around a lot, today was very close to perfect.

Janet was in the back room, prepping food for lunch or sorting through inventory. Harley kept breezing through the store, poking at things, keeping up a running commentary on all of the items in Pam's store (and the ridiculousness of her having one in the first place). Somewhere in between, Pam was getting a lot more information about Harley's students than she'd heard over the past few months.

It was nice.

She sipped her hot chocolate with some contentment.

Now if only the constant throbbing pain in her side would leave her be. Then it would really be perfect.

"I'm gonna go put some bows on the plants out front!" Harley hollered, then flung the door open, then marched outside. "And maybe get some more chocolate!"

Yep. Perfect.

[[ open ]]

Parents Weekend Brunch, Sunday

Sep. 28th, 2025 11:40 am
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'Twas the last day of Parents Weekend, and thus the last day to eat on the school's dime. Delicate little lanterns hung all around the park for whatever reason, casting their dim light on a truly impressive spread of brunch items. Catering to all dietary wishes and several time periods besides.

Enjoy. And try not to start any fights.

Over Easy, Saturday

Sep. 27th, 2025 10:40 am
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Was Raiden a little bit nervous about his brothers seeing his new restaurant for the first time? Honestly, yes, even though one of them had done most of the interior design and the other two could not care less about interior design. Look, nerves didn't have to make sense.

At least he knew the food would be good.

Specials
Whole Wheat Apple Pancakes
Pumpkin Cinnamon Rolls
Chorizo & Egg Skillet
Welcome, Guests!


Over Easy is open!

Caritas, Saturday (9/27)

Sep. 27th, 2025 10:12 am
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Things could somehow get weirder this weekend. But Jane had extended an invitation to her... doppelganger? Duplicate? To the other her here. So, here she was, cleaning the bar like it would save her from the weirdness of everything.

Tino? Unhelpful. Valkyrie? Also unhelpful, but in a different way.

"I'm not getting you popcorn for if Thor shows up," Jane scolded under her breath.

Val just laughed with her fully stolen bottle of whatever alcohol had been closest when she'd sat down. "Spoilsport."

Parents Weekend Specials
Ginger Apple Moscow Mule
Spicy Bourbon Pumpkin Smash
Maple Whiskey Sour


The bar was open, though!

Office #4

Sep. 27th, 2025 10:56 am
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Jon didn't know if any of his students' visitors would want to meet him, but just in case, he was here, holding office hours.

He was viciously using the tea set Hannibal had left behind to make tea. Look at him, being a rebel.

He also had biscuits, though they were store-bought.

The Onsen, Saturday Afternoon

Sep. 27th, 2025 02:24 pm
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Last night was fuzzy. Very fuzzy.

Henry wasn't even sure if he'd gotten around to explaining the island to Sir Hans. Perhaps he'd tried? There'd been a lot of drinking, was the thing. He felt he could vaguely remember Hans shouting invectives at the pink birds in the park, a poor attempt at scaling the rocks, stumbling into some creature composed of alot of wine, some green thing biting Hans, more invectives, some sort of inn, and then-- waking up with a headache on top of a snoring noble?

There had been more wine in the morning, of course. And then a failed explanation of the big black box in the room. And finally, finally, H-- Sir Hans had brought up baths.

And so now that was where they were. Soaking in the hot onsen, while Sir Hans complained about the lack of attractive bath maids, drinking wine. Was this still from last night? He couldn't tell.

"No, no, I mean it," he was stressing, not for the first time, "We're in a different time and everything! Well across the ocean. You don't-- look, Hans--"

"Why would they put rocks in the bath? And trees?" Hans asked. "Ooh, are they for climbing? Peasant! You should climb the bath rocks!"

"I'm not going to-- will you sit still and listen--"

"I'm getting more wine!"

Well. At least Henry was distracted.

[[ open, if you want your bath time to be full of drunk medieval teenagers. ]]

Parents Weekend Festival, Saturday

Sep. 27th, 2025 09:12 am
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Festivities in the park continued on Saturday! There were little lanterns cast all around, and all the snack offerings from the previous day had now been joined by a hot chocolate stand and a hot cider stand.

There were also some light autumn activities available.

(Please only carve pumpkins, not your fingers.)

[ooc: Open!]
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Chewie had declined to stick around at the warehouse, mostly because he was not dealing with the woodchucks today, but Rey had BB-8 with her, and he was more than happy to trail after her on the course today.

At least till he got to the lava, at which point he stopped, rolled up and back a little, and then screeched.

Rey stopped and turned around. "I warned you it was too far to get across."

He again, rolled up towards the edge of the course, swiveled his dome to look down, and rolled back again.

Rey sighed, holding out her hand to float him across to the other side as he beeped a thank you.

"You're not going to like the net portion either," she said.


[Open!]
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Flint had no idea people were visiting this weekend. That would require, well, talking to people, and right now he was far too busy with his latest Charles Dickens novel.

He was sitting in the window for a small change, and the door was open, for a larger one.

The Ink Spot was open!

Needful Things; Friday Afternoon

Sep. 26th, 2025 11:47 am
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So, Cass was in town. The other Harley too, apparently, which this Harley wasn't sure how she felt about, but as usual: the kid was within her field of vision, so she was who all of Harley's focus was on. Everything else, she could worry about later. Or possibly not at all!

Anyway, Cass was inspecting the store. Or mostly its wares. She gave a low whistle. "Damn, was all this from just the one job?"

Harley shrugged. "Most of it?" she offered. "We got a thing or two in from elsewhere later, but, yanno. Turns out Frenchie's not too much more of a slouch than I am, so we got around."

"So where's my cut?" the kid asked.

Harley raised her eyebrows at her. (She was so proud, but still, eyebrows.) "I seem to recall you getting a very nice, nay, almost infinite stack of gift cards for your favorite food delivery apps." A beat. "Also, whatever ya just pocketed, put it back."

Cass grumbled, but relented and put the overly expensive little figurine back on the shelf.

Needful Things was open and Harley Quinn & Associate, Badass Motherfuckers were in.

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"Today," Thor told his students once they had joined him in the Danger Shop classroom, the outside of which was eerily still at the moment, "we wait to see if the storms will dance."

He clicked a button, and the hurricane map was projected on the board. "The system we discussed a few weeks ago has become Hurricane Gabrielle, and then faded into a post-tropical cyclone as she moved into cooler waters. Two new systems have developed, one already becoming Hurricane Humberto--" He pointed to it with Mjolnir. "--and the other with a very strong chance of becoming a cyclone soon. It is rare to have two cyclones this close together at the same time, and it can lead to something very interesting: the Fujiwhara Effect, wherein the storms begin to spin around one another, as if they are connected by some fixed central point. They have to be very close for this to happen, so it is very rare, but...perhaps this will be the time.

"It is perhaps something we should not wish for, the Fujiwhara Effect. It is chaotic, dangerous. Two storms linked in such a manner striking land together would surely lead to great destruction. But...it is quite beautiful, is it not? The storms, dancing. One can understand how meteorologists might hope to get to see it. There is some philosophical conclusion in there, but I will leave it to you to figure it out. For now, please enjoy your weekend with your loved ones. Dismissed."
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Today, the class was outside! Because how else would one learn to drive but to get out onto the streets? And a rickshaw was totally how you do that. Right. Sure. But these rickshaws were long. Like, way too long. They were, in fact, stretch rickshaws in honor of the guests for the weekend. How did they even get them? Don't ask!

"Welcome back, today I guess we're trying out alternative vehicles?" Jane said. That was most weeks, honestly. "I don't know how they even turn corners."

"All the manual says is 'it's a surprise'." Probably a bad one, let's be real. "So I'd practice before taking your guests out...assuming you like them." Cara wasn't judging, she'd had a few shocking guests in her time.

"Yes, we'll practice making safe turns," Jane agreed. "That's a good idea."

You know, once they figure out what a safe turn even was. "Sounds like a plan."

Parents Weekend Meet & Greet, Friday

Sep. 26th, 2025 03:30 pm
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Clearly it was unavoidably fall now, because while the weather wasn't exactly chilly, Parents Weekend had rolled around once more - and with it, picnic tables and name tags and great potential for surprise/confusion/joyful reunions among residents and guests alike.

There was also a banner in Fandom's colors floating above the tables, of course:

WELCOME TO PARENTS WEEKEND 2025!


Come meet your people! Or just to grab some free snacks.

[ooc: All apps approved!]

Plant Parenthood; Friday [09/26].

Sep. 26th, 2025 07:05 am
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Since the logistics of having their family come and visit were...difficult, Eleanor and Luma were sort of planning on a Reverse Parents Weekend, which was just a way of saying they were probably going to go home. Between their mother's needs and Rhys' condition, and Aunt Margaret being...well, Aunt Margaret...it just made more sense. Eleanor was a little tempted to see who might else be visiting for her friends, but for the most part, they were overdue for a trip home, anyway.

So she was using her time at the shop today to finish a few things that she'd promised the people of the town near the new house to help them with this and that and the other thing. She was going to pick up a few more plants for the greenhouse there with careful instructions for Margaret in maintaining them, and just generally preparing for what would likely be a long weekend of trying to fill her grandmother's very large shoes.

And it was kind of a shame, too, that she had so much to do, because there was a new book of poetry in her bag that Luma had thoughtfully picked up for her at the library earlier the week that she'd barely even been able to crack yet...

Plant Parenthood is open!

The Arms Hotel, Friday

Sep. 26th, 2025 06:23 am
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Mary was cutting it a little close, arriving on the island by portal not long before guests started checking in. But it was Groundhog Summer, the last weekend that the pools were open in Las Vegas and she had stayed at the pool until the last moments before her portal. Mary wasn't feeling the autumn vibes yet, seeing as she was wearing a one-piece halter top swimsuit with a sarong wrapped around her waist and a wide-brimmed hat. Her sunglasses were at the front desk. It was too bad that the Arms Hotel didn't have a pool.



[I am trying something a little different this time. Please wait for the OCD. Done! | Hotel spreadsheet]

Trooper Station, Friday

Sep. 25th, 2025 10:49 pm
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The Troopers had gotten hold of some toy race cars and were spending time in between fielding calls about thieving lawn gnomes and flamingos with threatening auras by playing with them.

Though not by racing them, no. They'd also found two miniature soccer goals and a soccer ball, and were using the cars to try and knock the ball into the goals.

Watts was inclined to let them, so long as they actually responded to the aforementioned calls in a timely manner.

Library, Thursday 9/25

Sep. 25th, 2025 01:59 pm
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The library felt less like the tundra today so Belle was enjoying that, at least.

The gremlins who were circling up and pretending (she hoped they were pretending) to kick another gremlin who was lying on the floor laughing.

She really didn't want to know. She was just going to be tidying up displays so things might look nice for the weekend should anyone stop by the library.

Yes, one display was of popular romance novels and she had no idea how it got there. Honestly.

The Perk; Thursday Afternoon [09/25].

Sep. 25th, 2025 12:01 pm
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Sometimes, it was the little things you missed. Like sitting in a coffee shop with your laptop working on some business stuff, because, yes, there were coffee shops on Ravnica, but did you think Summer wanted to deal with having to explain to people about laptops? Especially with the Izzet League around? That was a can of worms she was only going to open in the case of a dire dead battery situation (and, yes, she had a contingency plan in place for exactly that occurrence).

But while she was in Fandom for her class, she didn't have to worry about that at all! And she did still have a business here to keep an eye on, too, although, let's be honest, T&C definitely always managed to take care of itself even without anyone to manage it. But it was good to keep Apu and Prompto and the cheese panda on their toes and to remind them that she was still signing their checks.

Also? PSL. Come on.

Which also....she might not be ready to deal with poisoning the well with laptop technology, but pumpkin spice, on the other hand...She could put in a few orders through the shop today, and, if she did decide to stick around for Parents' Weekend, it could get here by Monday and she wouldn't even have to deal with any extra portals!

Ugh! Why was she just so good at this???

[[ I'm likely going to be SLOW due to work, but post is absolutely open for all your perkly needs! ]]

Pixie Dust; Thursday [09/25].

Sep. 25th, 2025 11:53 am
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Luma was currently shifting through the stock of gloves that they had in the store, specifically trying to find a good pair of red leather ones without any fingers. Driving gloves, really, which she realized could be useful one day, especially as she now envisioned herself quite the stylish driver behind the wheel of some convertible, the wind blowing through her hair and the trail of a dynamic red scarf. Iconic, really.

But that was getting ahead of herself. First things first, she needed to find a pair of the gloves she was looking for, because she'd become mildly obsessed with a look she saw coming from Laquan Smith this year, and was desperate to recreate it for....well, she didn't quite know for what yet, but those gold nails immediately called to her and she needed them.

So, if anyone needed help, Luma might be a bit distracted, but she was certainly here.

Pixie Dust is open!

The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

Sep. 25th, 2025 09:25 am
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Tiny kept trying to change the special on the board and Thor kept having to threaten him with Mjolnir.

Possibly this was because the special on the board was:

SPECIAL
BEER. Just Beer.


C'mon, Thor! Surely it could use some pumpkin spicing up!

As Tiny reached for the chalk again, Thor let the lightning crackle."No," he said sternly.

The god of thunder is no fun, and the Devil's Nest is open!

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