Wednesday, July 29th, 2009

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com
Jack was a bit nervous as it was his first day, but the shop was open on time; he spent a bit of time browsing the store, familiarizing himself with the products, and trying a few on.

The Imperial Brim is open.
[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com
Well, she kind of really needed the money now, which was a circumstance that managed to make Katchoo more subdued and more annoyed about showing up, all at the same time.

A very solicitous Clocky was following on her heels, whistling in a repeated attempt to get her attention that got rather forcibly ignored. Time was the last thing Katchoo wanted to be reminded of right now.

[OOC: I wanna be OCD-free, I wanna be where nothing really matters . . .]
[identity profile] wantstocheer.livejournal.com
Claire had listened to the radio and wondered if there was some kind of illness going around that was making people sleep. Times like these she almost wished the Company had studied her blood to find ways to heal others.

Since they hadn't, she put the thoughts aside and focused on unpacking and organizing the new stock that had arrived.


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[the ocd is fighting vamps]
[identity profile] marsheadtilt.livejournal.com
Veronica was at the Perk, wondering if she could consume enough caffeine that she would never sleep again. Yesterday had been weird dreams. This morning after her shower, she had dozed off and had an absolute nightmare.



[open, of course - link is vaguely NSFWish]
[identity profile] divinesurfchick.livejournal.com
Things had been much simpler when she'd just zapped her inventory into being, but having employees had made her start ordering things and having to deal with vendors.

"No, I do NOT want a box of tentacle porn. I didn't like it, didn't order it, and I sure as heck don't want 25 copies every month!"

She glared at the box on her counter. "I don't care that other stores are buying it. I'm not buying it. Got it?"

Whatever the guy on the other end of the phone said, it couldn't have been good. Aphrodite stood straight, her eyes narrowing, her free hand crushing the cookie she'd gotten this morning at Jeff's.

"Listen, Mister Tentacles, I'm the goddess of love and there is no expression of real love that I have a problem with. Doesn't mean I'm going to sell it." She paused. "Yes. Yes, I really am the goddess of love. Really. Yes."

There was muted sarcasm and laughter from the other end of the line.

"Listen, you little cretin!" That *zapping* sound would have been the box of 25 magazines going up in a blaze. Possibly more, if the shocked yelps from the phone were any indication. "If you send me another box of magazines like this I'm going to make you a permanent part of one of them, got it? And you won't be the one with tentacles!" With that she slammed the phone down.

A wave of her hand and the burning box was gone, leaving behind the smell of burnt paper and a few drifting ashes that mixed with the remains of her cookie. Another wave and that was gone too.

Aphrodite dropped into her chair, grabbing a catalog on the way. Anything to get her mind off what had just happened. "Oh, look, pocket vibrators are all the rage. What a surprise."

Decadent Delights is open. Mind the angry goddess, and don't mention tentacles.


(OOC: Dite's expecting a party of four, but will be around for any other erotic needs. Anyone mentioning hentai or tentacles gets an automatic bewitchment of whatever they're holding at the time. Disclaimer: While elements from the BDE will occur, the actual plot to be played is separate.)
[identity profile] joan-notjane.livejournal.com
Joan was thus far unaware of anything odd going on around town. She was humming as she cared for the flowers and plants, thinking about her conversation with Liir yesterday and wondering if she should ask him out.

Eliza Doolittle, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.



[the ocd got eaten by a vampire]
[identity profile] notafairmaiden.livejournal.com
Gwynn was happy as she took care of the horses at work and she was still all giddy over the young colt that they had acquired.

She played with the goats for awhile, and then went to turn the horses out into the paddock so they could get some exercise. She took turns riding each of them so that they wouldn't think that she was playing favorites.

The Gig is open.


[[The OCD got trapped somewhere.]]
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[personal profile] intraspective
Ino had totally been here at her super early time and all of that, yes. Definitely! And she was not in a good mood exactly, but somewhere hitting middle-range neutral and so just a little bit out of it.

Just a little bit, mind.

She was curled up in Cable-san's chair (after taking care of the plants and everything) and studying. As you do.

Wellspring Arms is Open.
[identity profile] 17andinfected.livejournal.com
Shilo was so damned tired this morning that she skipped the sweeping and went right to the desk. She had planned on working on her creative writing story, but seemed to immediately doze off as soon as she sat down. And while she slept, she dreamed...

She awoke with a start a half hour later. "What the hell was that about?" she said aloud, looking around the gallery to check if anyone had come in while she'd napped.

[The OCD got dusted too.]

Caritas - Wednesday

Wednesday, July 29th, 2009 04:46 pm
[identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
Penelope was behind the counter, setting up little bright umbrellas in various drinks that she tried to make. Recipes off the top of her head. She just needed a taste tester and it was just like Tino to refuse. She would just have to weedle them on the first customer that seemed willing to try something new.

Caritas is open.

[[ OOC: Pretty much AFK this evening so modding Tino is your best bet, unless you don't mind SP. I should be back around 9:30pm EST or so. ]]
[identity profile] funnyways.livejournal.com
Mina was back at the perk, sipping from a very large coffee. She had a few books on dream imagery open and was skimming through them.

Something odd was going on, she had decided. While she hadn't had any odd dreams herself, she had heard enough to worry about what was going on.

While it wasn't the smartest move to research in a public place, it did give her a place to possibly encounter other people.

[ooc: Open!]
[identity profile] ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com
Following class, Naomi made her way to work so that she could set up, making sure that everything was set up and organized before she opened. Once she was set up and had opened, Naomi hoped that she could stay awake through her shift. She had been rather concerned about the strange dreams that she had been having every single time that she had dozed off.

Stark Industries is open.

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