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godgavemecable.livejournal.com

Toby didn't really know if anyone would be in the mood for going to a restaurant with everything going on. On the other hand, the island's population had probably doubled or something with the influx of former residents, so maybe there would be a decent amount of business. Who knew?

TODAY'S SPECIAL:
10% FOR ALL RETURNED ALUMNI/FORMER RESIDENTS

[ooc: no OCD because i'm spending most of the day teaching the grade sixes how to draw candles.]

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

Toby was accustomed to the specials at the restaurant being something he couldn't pronounce or even spell. Which was why what the droids had apparently chosen for today had him doing a double take.

"Seriously?"

Seriously.

TODAY'S SPECIAL:
SNOW CONES

[ooc: ...i blame having to shovel snow for the first time in uh. seven years, maybe? i've been spoiled by living in an apartment in a city where it rarely snows in the first place.]

nookiepowered

When Bo had woken up today, she found a note by her bed that said Get to work early today to help Tiny with inventory. She didn't entirely remember writing it -- she must've been really tired last night -- but it was in her own handwriting, so it must be true. She had a job!

Which she even managed to find, after a few hours of exploring her room looking for an address. And cartoons. And Froot Loops. And more cartoons. And a walk through town that wouldn't have taken nearly as long, even for seven-year-old feet in blue and white Keds, if everything hadn't been so distracting. Five o'clock was still early, right?

That was what she asked Tiny when she got there. Bo thought Who the hell are you was a totally inappropriate reply, and not just because of the bad word.

"I'm Bo, silly. I'm here early to help you with the inventory. What are we gonna invent?"

Apparently they were going to invent drink specials. At least that was what Tiny said after he finished hitting his face with his hand.

Visitors would find the usual specials board replaced with one made of construction paper, glitter, rainbow stickers and smelly fruit markers. It had a lot of blank space for adding new stuff -- or more glitter, not that there was much left after the incident with Tiny's hair -- but it started like this:

Specials
Choclate bananana milk: 50 cents
Strawberry pinapple milk: 55 cents
Cherry milk shake with cherrys and cherry icecream and choclate and bananana: 75 cents
Piggieback Rides: 85 cents plus TIP

Help us with inventory! Make up a new drink, get it freeee!

***Choclate peenut butter milk shake inventoryed by RICHIE: 75 cents
***Lots of chocOlate and a cherry milk shake and NO BANANAS inventoryed by SUSAN: 75 cents
***Orange and strawberry and cimmonnin milk shake inventoryed by KENZI: 75 cents
***Strawberry blackberry milk shake inventoryed by TOBY: 75 cents
***Chocolate with some strawberry and bublegum and Rainbo Sprinkel milk shake inventoryed by GUY: 75 cents

She'd had to talk Tiny down from a dollar for the piggieback rides, which was just ridiculous.

[Open! Serving milk and fruit and chocolate concoctions of all sorts except the alcoholic kind.]

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

So, Toby did not have custody of Isabella the droid baby today. A fact which was, quite frankly, something of a relief. Even though he supposed introducing the droids to a droid baby might have been interesting ~~assuming they hadn't already met her which is entirely possible~~.

TODAY'S SPECIAL:
RAMOREAN CAPANATA

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

Toby hadn't been feeling terribly social lately ~~due to player's RL being overwhemingly... lifey~~, so he was glad to get out to the restaurant for his regular shift.

Of course, it was a little difficult to tell whether the droids had actually missed him. Toby was gonna go with yes, though.

TODAY'S SPECIAL:
SVIVRENI TREAT

[ooc: posted early so i don't forget before fleeing to final #2 tomorrow. NO OCD CAUSE I'M LAZY, BUT I'LL ACTUALLY BE AROUND FOR ONCE, POST-EXAM.]

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

Glitter encrusted moosen stood guard in the entry to the transformed Town Hall, reminding all those in attendance that the night was about all things Canadian. Or things the Student Council had deemed Canadian - plus a whole lot of glitter.

Sparkly red maple leaves and paper geese hung from irridescent streamers, setting off the food tables as very much separate from the raised dance floor in case the terrifying papier-mâché beaver didn't make it obvious that the timbits were for eating. Or for dunking in the maple syrup fountain. Beyond pure sugar, there were plenty of bite-size portioned food and nonalcoholic beverages to push the theme into the bellies of all, no matter how tight the dresses!

Beyond the dance floor, the shadowy corners glowed with the twinkle of glittery maple leaf garland and a Joni Mitchell inspired moose that had been strategically positioned to look rather tragic in its lyric-covered glory. Yes, glory. For the evening was to be glorious. Or at the very least entertaining.

Welcome to your 2011 Homecoming Dance!

[ Arrive + Mingle | Photography | Drinks + Snacks | Chaperones | Dancing | Shadowy Corners | OOC | ~~PSST: Go vote!~~ | Post2 ]

Current Mood: shocked

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

Toby didn't actually have too difficult a time convincing the kitchen droids to let him pick the special today. Not that he was being allowed to do much beyond chopping things when it came to actually preparing said special.

TODAY'S SPECIAL:
ROAST PUMPKIN & FETA RISOTTO

[ooc: ocd free cos of how i will be observing at my field experience school all day *NERVOUSES*]

lockestheway

It was a decent fall day, not too cold and, for the moment, not too wet either. Those Fandomites headed for Canada met up on the causeway, where soon they'd be taking their Portalocity jaunt to Newfoundland. With any luck, they wouldn't have too many strange connections, either.

But that was a thing for very soon, and gathering up - large piles of luggage and all - was for now. Those leaving had been warned to take work clothes as well as vacation clothes. And to pack warm, of course: this wasn't Hawaii they were headed to this time.

[[ gather up your things! get ready! post is open! ]]

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

With the fall break- including that trip he'd heard so much about- on the horizon, Toby was exceedingly cheerful as he opened up the restaurant today. It helped that the droids hadn't yet decided on a special, meaning he could totally declare it his decision for today.

Today's Special:
Butter Tarts

[ooc: LOOK I REMEMBERED TO MAKE A POST. OCD free because it's a long weekend, my brain's on strike.]

necroslacker

While parents and guardians alike were up at the school, visiting teachers, Sam and Ramon had grabbed their boards (if there was one thing Ramon was gonna take with him, it was his skateboard) so they could hit the boardwalk with Frank jogging behind them, whining about dangerous activities and not being able to keep up. Ramon had made a quip about Frank's chicken legs which just had Frank pulling up to a walk and pouting.

It was good to have his friends around again. Frank was leaning against one of the rails on the boardwalk, yelling things at Sam and Ramon whenever they rode past him. It was either stuff about the estate, stuff about money, asking about the Council and even asking about Brooke. Each time, Sam didn't answer and Ramon threw some other ridiculous insult Frank's way. It was a routine that was relaxing Sam even if he knew that he was gonna have to tell his friends something about his time here and what he was planning to do once he got back to Seattle.

But, that wasn't at the forefront of his mind. He was just so freaking glad that Ramon wasn't so sick Sam had been sure he was dying and that Frank was there, being his annoying but alive self. Yeah, they'd lost Brooke but she was even still around in her own way. He hoped she'd pop up and make an appearance so Frank could even go home happy.

"Race?" Ramon suggested, looking over at Sam and then down towards the end of the boardwalk. "First one down and back wins...well, a prize to be determined."

"Ramon, you know i don't -- " Before he could finish, he'd taken off on his board, trying to cheat to get a head start. He could hear Ramon protesting behind him but he didn't slow down. Hey, races were important even if the prize could be lame!

[It's an open boardwalk if you wanna chat with Sam and his friends or just use it for your own stuff!]

Current Mood: good

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

Yeah, Toby didn't even put up a token argument about coming up with the special today. He was far too preoccupied with the whole impending-visitor thing, and just let the droids pick out whatever they felt like. Which in retrospect maybe wasn't the best decision on the day a bunch of strangers arrived on the island, but whatever.

TODAY'S SPECIAL:
SOURFRY

[ooc: ...yeah, i'm ocd-ed out for the day, i think.]

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

The day had dawned crisp and clear, but by the time afternoon had rolled around... it was really still kind of ridiculously warm for fall. People could probably get away with not wearing a sweater, even.

Which made rather good weather for a picnic, convenient since that was the traditional way of kicking off the Fandom High Parents' (and assorted other relatives, friends, acquaintances, or sometimes even enemies, but that was harder to fit nicely on a banner) Weekend. So there were rows of picnic tables decked out in blue and yellow, laid out with just about any sort of foodstuff one could imagine. And just in case there was any lingering doubt as to the purpose of the picnic, a glittery banner (Petra's work, naturally) adorned the registration tables:
( WELCOME TO PARENTS' WEEKEND 2011! )

[ooc: ocd up! registration / security / food & drink / mingling / post two ]

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

Today, Gigi was insistent on having Toby taste test several batches of caf versus coffee versus stimcaf in an attempt to be able to describe the differences and similarities clearly. In case anyone ever asked.

So needless to say, by the time he ducked out for the Student Council meeting, he was a little on the wired side.

Today's Special:
Tarsh Maxer

[ooc: i shun you, ocd. shuuuun.]

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

Once the dates were over, GOB made his way back toward the bar and started bossing Tino around, just like old times. "Okay, let's show everyone how a real pro tends bar. Tino! Get me another scotch!" Yep. A real pro made Tino do all the work. These were tricks you never forgot, even years after leaving the bar business.

[OOC: For your post-3MD conversations and/or hookups or whatever! Or for people who were just waiting until after the dates to get a damn beer!]

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

Since someone had yet to fess up to stealing his shoes over the weekend, Toby still did not have his own back. He did, however, have an awesome pair of runners on loan from Petra, complete with purple trim. Anyone who mocked him for that would find themselves in for a fight.

Goodvalor's was open! ...Although Toby was planning on ducking out a little early to check out the club fair.

Today's Special:
Quor'sav-fried steak

[ooc: ocd free today because... because I said so, that's why.]

doyoufondue.livejournal.com

The place was decorated in a classic, tasteful this afternoon. It was going to be a small, quiet affair that the entire town was invited to because what was the point of having a wedding if all the people you don't like couldn't show up to glower at you and your happiness?

No point at at, that's right.

It was going to be an event to... kill for?

[[OCD ~~coming~~ is up!]]

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

When Toby arrived and saw what the planned special was for the day, he frowned. "No," he said firmly. "I am exercising my powers of veto here. We're so not doing that." It took a while, but eventually he found one that sounded more exciting. There was even an exclamation mark in the name! Much better.

TODAY'S SPECIAL:
~~Grainmush~~
Blasteroids!

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

When Toby arrived at the restaurant today, it was to find that the droids were in the midst of narrowing down the special for the day. He was a little disappointed that he wouldn't get to make it himself, but had to concede that pizza and cupcakes were fare that were probably pretty well-covered by other businesses in the area.

He did at least manage to convince them to let him choose the kind of dish that would be on special today, thus narrowing down the possibilities until finally one was settled on.

Today's Special:
Exodeenian Pasta

mouthy-merc.livejournal.com

It was Saturday night and time to grab your best gal for one heck of a dance. Or your best guy. Maybe your best sentient robot. Look, Fandom didn't judge your lifestyle choices.

The community center was decorated with the requisite streamers and glittery things to make it look like a disco threw up all over the 50's. But it was hardly a dance without unfortunate glitter, right? Right!

So, throw on a poodle skirt (or leather jacket) and get ready for a good time! And remember, this dance is open to all!

[[~~Plz to be waiting for the~~ OCD is up!]]

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

Okay, so Toby had found himself a job. A real, honest-to-goodness, not-just-guessing-people's-weights sort of job. He could do this, he could handle it, he...

had an extremely limited repitoire when it came to what he knew how to cook.

TODAY'S SPECIAL:
PIZZA
CUPCAKES

cataclysmicluck.livejournal.com

Gigi was still on roller skates (to fit the mood of Pleasantville) and, as it turned out, hospitality droids just weren't designed to do something like skate. As she stumbled around the restaurant while bringing dishes out, clearing tables, and such, Zayne had to keep careful watch and catch her a few times with the Force. He was starting to suspect that Gryph didn't really make the investment Zayne assumed he had with the droid. He probably got a good deal on a "quirky" model.

At least it kept him busy during the quieter business hours.

Today's Special:
Rokarian Dirt-Fish Fillet Sandwich

stars_and_money

It had taken some doing to get a decent party together on an island currently off the coast of Atlantis, but the Darlings knew that all things were possible with enough money and a few well-placed tantrums from Juliet. And so the pre-Fourth of July summer fiesta came to be.

Chinese paper lanterns marked off a section of the beach, and a mix of popular music came from the DJ booth in one corner. A barbecue-themed buffet was set up in a tent, which also hosted a few small tables and chairs for anyone who needed to take a break.

Once the sun was all the way down, a special fireworks display was scheduled to go off -- just to add that special finishing frisson to the night.

[OOC: Open to all! Emails of handwavy invitation went out to the students.]

auntie-vida.livejournal.com

Vida had gotten an early start in the park to set things up for the Strawberry Social. It had been chilly and damp when she arrived, but a stern glare at the clouds had sent them fleeing, and the sun was shining over the park now, making for a bright and sunny day. There was danceable music playing and plenty of places to stretch out and enjoy the sun.

Several picnic tables were laid end to end, covered with red table cloths and adorned with edible arrangements. There were plates to load up with food, which was available in plenty, including just about every strawberry dish imaginable. Vida had also thoughtfully provided red flowers to tuck in the hair and red scarves for those who might be feeling red-deficient.

[~~Please stand by for OCD.~~ All systems go!]

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: She's A Lady - Patti La Belle

vanillajello

As announced by the posters that had appeared around the dorms earlier in the week, there was a party on the beach this warm Friday evening. Or at least, there would be, once people arrived.

The setting was party-like enough, at least. Along with a ~~lovingly modded~~ Bod who'd been drafted in to carry stuff around, Kate had somehow managed to recruit Jeremy to her cause as well, and he'd graciously (because he was still feeling guilty over his doppelganger having made Bod feel bad) offered his financial help for the party. As a result, they had a couple of tables filled with an array of snacks and drinks (regular, Viking, and Egyptian), and the darkening evening was being lightened up by strings of colorful paper lanterns stretched between a few poles they'd brought to the beach for this specific purpose. There was no bonfire as of yet, but Kate wouldn't mind one if someone else wanted to make one their responsibility. She was intending to get a little too tipsy for that.

It was a party, that was what you did.

[ooc: OCD up, have at! All students are welcome and won't be discrimated against based on their floor of residence, promise.]

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