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(and, after much grumping about crass advertisements, at the community center and school...wherever notifications go.)

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Fandom Trauma Support Group
meeting every Wednesday 5pm
and after island oddities as warranted
at
22 Phoenix Place

Light refreshments will be provided.

This group will allow Fandom residents to discuss their experiences in a non-judgmental setting and learn coping techniques for dealing with life on the island and elsewhere.

Individual sessions also available.

Dr Hannibal Lecter - [email protected] - 328.843.7833

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After leaving Kenzi a voicemail message, Cecil herded Marjorie (licensed practicing exorcist and curse-removal expert) toward the house formerly known as DOOMHAUS.( Read more... )

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Hannibal was back in town today, this time with a contractor in tow. He'd foregone anyone from his own world in favor of a highly-recommended one from a version of Baltimore that was used to both advanced technology and magic, thus sparing himself awkward questions of a different kind than he was used to considering.

Which didn't mean he wasn't going to have them sign a waiver. He'd heard the radio stories about Doom.

He showed them to the gate, paid a bit extra for them to check the sign for booby-traps, disarm said traps, and take down the "DOOMHAUS", then left them to wander the place with his specifications in hand. They seemed delighted to have more or less free rein, and after watching for a bit, he elected to walk around town. They had his number if they needed him.

[OOC: Open to anyone who wants to catch Hannibal, or I guess I could throw a contractor at you if you like. :)]

Current Mood: Good
Current Location: Phoenix Place

allhopeliesinme.livejournal.com

The real estate agent was willing to lower the price just to get out of Doom's way faster. Same with the sign maker. Being Doom was the world's best haggling tactic.

And now, Doctor Doom was the new owner of Efferton Manor. Or, as the sign outside the front gate officially called it, DOOMHAUS. It didn't fit Doom's preferred style of housing. It wasn't quite imposing enough and didn't tower over all. But it would do. It would do.

What would also do was the new sign on the gate declaring this house to be DOOMHAUS.

Like that wasn't obviously going to happen. He named entire cities after himself, of course he would name a house after himself. Maybe he could spend some time this week making Doombots to serve him in it.

[OOC: Doom is standing outside, admiring his new home. Open to passersby and, should anyone be looking for wacky sitcom happenings, possible housemates! Please note, Doom wants no housemates. HENCE THE WACKY SITCOM HAPPENINGS.]

one-for-vanity.livejournal.com

After an absence from Fandom of a week or so, during which he went home to Pierrefonds to put his affairs in order, M. du Vallon de Bracieaux de Pierrefonds -- no, make that M. du Vallon de Bracieaux de Pierrefonds d'Efferton -- stood and looked at his new purchase. When he'd asked for the largest, most elegant estate on the island, he hadn't expected it to be in such... disrepair. He was beginning to understand what the realtor had been trying to imply with the strange English phrase "fixer-upper".

Still, most of the problem was with the landscaping, which would be righted soon enough, and most of the rest was with the architecture, which he could do nothing to help. Besides, a good helping of loving care could bring out the elegance in anything, and he could afford plenty of that.

He marched briskly towards the main door while his small army of servants, pulling wagons full of his belongings, struggled to keep up. He fumbled with the key for a bit before managing to unlock the door, and then threw the door open in triumph.

He stood in the foyer for some minutes, surveying his new estate, before motioning the servants forward. "Yes, I believe this will do," he announced.

[Establishy, but open for visitors.]

Current Mood: accomplished

cuff-me-once.livejournal.com

Rick was very wisely (at least in his opinion) deferring to Kyle when it came to fortifying the manor. Especially now that the things outside seemed even more wrong than they had yesterday.

But like yesterday, if anyone on the island was in need of a place to stay, the manor's doors were open. Metaphorically.

[Once again, open post is open for anyone wanting to get their refuge on.]

Current Mood: stressed

cuff-me-once.livejournal.com

When Rick opened his door this morning, he took one good, long look around and closed it very quickly thereafter.

Then he pulled out his cell and hit the quickdial. "Hey, Alexis, honey, I might need to make a rain-check on that visit. Could you put your grams on?"

[For one, then open post is open for anyone in need of a place to hole up from teh rips and creepy. Minor OCD ~~coming~~ up.]

Current Mood: worried

weetinyreese.livejournal.com

The smell in the air of the immediate area was tangy, like there was a storm coming. The crackling came next, lightning arcing out of nowhere, eventually forming a shielded ball of light in the back yard of Efferton Manor. The sphere dissipated a few moments later, taking out a chunk of the lawn like a giant ice cream scoop had taken a piece of it.

Kyle shuddered in a breath as he opened his eyes and tried to deal with the sensory overload. Every muscle in his body had contracted painfully and he couldn't get them to relax. He took a few moments, trying to get his lungs used to breathing again and his eyes used to seeing. The muscles loosened shortly after that.

He wasn't sure who lived here, but as always, they had clothes hanging on the clothesline. They were too big for him, but nudity drew too much attention. He scurried over and took down the clothes before putting them on. Shoes would have to wait for now.

Exhaustion was creeping in. He didn't know if his bed in the dorms was still his bed anymore, or if there was even anyone left here he knew. Kyle had to focus, to work out how much time had passed and where he could find somewhere to sleep for a few hours.

[OOC: Open if anyone's about!]

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Over the course of the evening, Fandom's population increased significantly. The prehistoric creatures that had first arrived last night were no longer alone. The newcomers inquisitively investigated their new surroundings.

Meanwhile, amidst the bits and pieces of school being reconstructed at the top of the hill, an oviraptor sniffed around. Smooth rocks that looked like eggs were left out for the taking. Cautiously, it snatched one of the rocks out of the pile. The creatures around the island screeched at the sudden pain the rock-snatcher had caused. The oviraptor dropped the mistaken egg-rock and ran away, but the damage was already done.

The sudden overwhelming pain hadn't been an isolated incident. It had triggered something inside each of the creatures' minds, aggravating them beyond normal behavior, doing what pheromone-laced leis did to snakes that one time on a plane. You know the one.

For the dinosaurs (and company), new surroundings had become hostile territory and its inhabitants were to be destroyed.

For the residents of Fandom, well, it was another one of those weekends.

[OOC: This post is for the big location fights at the Rocky Bits, Park, School Grounds, Preserve, Serenity Cove and Efferton Manor. Other dinosaurs not featured here will be pinging into posts all around the place. If you post, they will come (unless you put an OOC note to say 'no thanks', but public places need not apply). Dorms, Caritas and Clinic are safe havens. If you are in need of a dinosaur to fight, please use the OOC thread to post a link to where you are. We'll try to get to everyone, but some places may get missed!]

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

Yesterday, GOB received a strange birthday card at his party. It was a birthday card from the CIA and they were offering him a job.

GOB wrote your response in purple ink as instructed and left it outside Efferton Manor, never stopping to think that the letter meant 10 PM on the day it was delivered, not the day he read it.

He couldn't wait to brag about this to everyone. If he was going to be a spy, though, he was going to have to brag in code. He'd figure out a good code soon.

[OOC: Just establishy.]

defiantlyyours.livejournal.com

Number 6 didn't know what compelled him there, but he found himself in the foyer of Efferton Manor, quite overcome with emotion. This is where he and Wednesday had plotted revolution and come up with clever names for the shadowy conspiracies surrounding them. It was at Efferton that he first kissed her. It was here...

But she was gone. Gone off somewhere where he couldn't find her. He wouldn't put it past Number 2 to have her stashed somewhere as a trump card should he need it. By Gods, if they touched one hair on her head.

The ghosts of Efferton... well, the ghosts kept their distance. Emo, even defiant emo, was too much for them to handle.

[OOC: If you're crazy enough to actually break into a haunted manor and find 6, by all means, do so. He's not very social today. It's a day ending in 'y', you see.]

Current Mood: melancholy
Current Location: Efferton Manor

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The female trolls had spent the night congratulating themselves on the success of the plan thus far. They'd captured plenty of prisoners, and it had been even easier than expected. It was nice to know that human males were almost as dumb as troll males. Just far, far prettier. The female trolls appreciated that.

They also appreciated the fact that the males actually arrived and didn't seem to have brought a mob along with them. Not that they were worried exactly. One just never knew what would happen. Even with the prime of troll manhood.

Once Vuaol and Luosh left for the church under strict instruction, the females began to carry out their plan for the day. Plans were good. They kept the Runa and Vaja from bickering about which human male they'd 'talk to' first.

[OOC: When male trolls ping into the 'outside the manor' thread, the post is open for fighty-ness..]

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