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The glitter could not be contained! Nor could the moose...despite their plastic nature. Homecoming continued onward, welcoming all late arrivals who were still in time for the main event!

Your 2011 Homecoming Court Announcement!

[ Post 1 | Arrive + Mingle Some More | Homecoming Court | More Drinks + Snacks | More Chaperones | More Dancing | Even More Shadowy Corners | OOC2 ]

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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 ]

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charming_thief

daventryprince.livejournal.com

It might have been silly of him to think so, but Alexander figured if he brought his roommate in his current puppy form with him to the shop today, then perhaps the cat statues would think twice about hanging around and being creepy.

Granted, it wasn't as thought William made for a particularly menacing puppy (with all apologies to William for thinking so, of course!), but he was curious, and spent most of his time sniffing interestedly around the shop, so it was at least better than keeping him stuck in the room all day. It also gave Alexander someone to talk to, besides, without making him feel silly for speaking with inanimate object.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Words could not express how intensely relieved Alexander was to come into the shop today and find absolutely no statues, feline or otherwise, waiting for him at the counter. This meant that the only one that would bother him would be the one he'd been carrying around, which sitting on the counter, looking much like the frozen stalking cat it had meant to resemble.

This lack of cat statues put him in a wonderful mood and gave him the inspiration to work on an old chair that could use a little bit of a sprucing up to keep him busy between customers.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

It had been a while since Alexander had been harassed by any sudden and terrifying cat statues at the store, so he perhaps should have expected that an encounter was due. And because he should have, naturally, of course, he didn't, and so when he walked in to find a caboodle of awful cat things on the counter, he let out a sound that was really extremely embarrassing that he hoped the squirrels hadn't heard.

"Egads!" he muttered, holding his chest and afraid his heart was going to fail him. Something out there must really hate him and he was almost too distressed to even touch them to move them. So he took a great big cloth, threw it over the counter, and dedicated himself to working on something in a different part of the store, and, if anyone actually came in to buy anything, well, then, he'd cross that bridge when he came to it.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

A strange but beautiful artifact had come into the shop earlier that day that left Alexander quite distracted and fascinated. Clearly, it seemed a piece from this new location of theirs, and there were a few more, as well, that seemed to really add a nice selection to the rare finds scattered throughout the store.

It certainly seemed they'd been picking up a lot of wonderful things this summer. Alexander inspected the artifacts with interest, hoping to reveal more about all the fascinating perspectives he'd discovered about astrology from his brief explorations of their newest city.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

There were plenty of interesting things about their current location, but when Alexander came into work that day, he realized that one of them was definitely the fact that there were a lot more things in the store. It seemed that, whoever was supplying the place these days, they had gotten a bit excitable about the authentic relics around them and had stocked the store accordingly.

Alexander had a dull interest in many of them, but nothing quite struck him until he got to a whole box full of spurs, and then he got to thinking of picking out a pair of boots...

...hmmm, and now he wondered if he should throw some chaps...

He shall have to consider this.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Alexander was still greatly distressed over the damage done to his regular room over the weekend; it wasn't so much about his own things, but the fact that William's side of the room had suffered equal destruction just made him feel awful. So today he was taking inventory of the furniture and decor around the shop, wondering what might make for a good replacement for things, or if he was just going to have to roll up his sleeves and get to fixing things himself.

He was glad to hear that the changing personalities and even whole bodies had been pretty rampant through the island over the weekend, but, still, he hoped he never had to go through a transformation like that ever again.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

When Alexander came into the shop today to find a new box of merchandice, he was almost worried about opening it. However, he took the plunge and gave it a try, and was quite pleased to find some old worn paperbacks inside rather than an assortment of often terrifying little trinkets such as last week. Even better, most of them weren't even those with the bodice-ripping, flowing hair covers, though, to be honest, he sometimes found those terribly interesting. They made his heart feel a little heavy, though, for his own lost love.

No, they were mysteries in the box today, and Alexander, intrigued, picked one up and started to read it while he sat behind the counter. Perhaps it was all the rain and the darkness outside, but he was instantly drawn in, eyes to the page, pages flipping eagerly as he wondered who might have done this book's heinous crime, going through the twists and turns with the plucky main character as she tried to figure it out.

He was so engrossed that his poor heavy heart might not be able to take it should he get any surprises while at work today.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Any hopes Alexander had of getting some research work done today went right out the window as soon as a big box of Japanese odds and ends came through the door. He could only assume these were considered somewhat vintage in the Japan on the mainland...the one he felt no desire to explore, finding the whole thing confusing and rather terrifying. He could easily say the same about some of the items within, but other things weren't so bad.

He still wasn't sure what to think of the towel cakes, but nothing was as terrifying as some of the cat things.

Zounds! Those were going way toward the back, yes.

Things Reborn is open!

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.]

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Alexander certainly had his work cut out for him today. Unfortunately, none of that work had anything to do with the shop.

It had everything to do with all the scouring of the Alexandria library he had done, inspired as he was by his Try Not To Die!!! workshop. Fandom High's library was certainly impressive, there was no doubt about that, but the same could be said exuberantly for Alexandria's, especially after the less than impressive records of the Vikings. Either way, Alexander had collected many notes, copied out countless maps, and now had them spread out on the counter of Things Reborn. He did not want to waste a single second, when every moment could be used in trying to find some hint of his missing Land of the Green Isles.

It was proving fruitless so far, but who know? Perhaps, just around the next corner of research, there would finally be his key.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Inspired by his pleasantly surprising success in yesterday's class (how could one not take pride in being the best at not dying for the day?), Alexander decided that today was the day he would finally fix up that shelf toward the back of the store. Several of the shelves, it seemed, had fallen under the weight of its own pretentiousness as it held a collection of very old and obscure books that no one had ever heard of and most people only considered buying merely because they looked impressive.

If they should fall again after Alexander had fixed them, he was certainly not above threatening the shelf with the prospect of removing all those antique hardcovers and filling them up with all those used paperback romance novels still boxed up in the back.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Alexander was running late for work today, not only because of radio, but because he and Ariel did go over to the spot on the beach where the princess had found Mr. Kyōraku passed out from too much to drink. At first, he was worried that they might not be able to resuscitate him, but after a few pokes at him with a stick, he stirred and awakened and claimed her hadn't done anything wrong, though they accused him of nothing wrong. He made a few comments about the two of them that left Alexander blushing while Ariel thought it was all quite funny, and helped the man back to his apartment, where Alexander made him drink some water before he waved them all off and promptly fell back to sleep.

Alexander, however, could not leave without following his impulse to clean up the messy apartment; Ariel had helped, although, mostly, he was pretty sure she just did so to easily slip away a few more bottles into her possession.

It was not an easy apartment to clean, so by the time Alexander did make it into the shop, he was too tired to really bother doing much. Refinishing and organizing the collectibles and antiques was just going to have to wait for another day.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

As much as Alexander would have liked to have poured over some more of his maps from home or even spend the day sprucing up some mirrors or hutches, he was being very good and dedicated and studying for some of his more difficult exams to come. Most of them were certainly all the classes his mother had ensured that he had not been missing.

In a way, it was kind of nice. The shop was quiet and not at all busy, so he could sit there for long stretches of time without distraction, getting lost in learning. No back-breaking work. No worrying about being caught. No tutors or mothers harping on your progress or twin sisters trying to distract you into trouble.

And it certainly gained his confidence in doing well. Perhaps, if he proved successful this semester, his mother might be more willing to let him spend the summer traveling the multiverse for the Land of the Green Isles.

Still, he'd be wrong if he said a distraction every once in a while wouldn't be nice...

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

A new old piece had come into the shop that morning, and Alexander could not be happier about it. It looked as though it had seen some better days, but it was nothing that he didn't know how to spruce up and make much more presentable. It would take some hard work, of course, but Alexander did love a good project to keep both his hands and mind occupied.

It helped distract him from the...urgh. Cats.

So Alexander pushed up his sleeves, got together some sandpaper and wood finish and set to a productive day making the hutch like new...or almost new, anyway.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Alexander knew that, for the most part, all the antiques and other items in the shop were of a relatively normal nature. The mirrors were not typically magical; there was nothing endless about the chests and there were no secret worlds somewhere behind the wardrobes or inside the cupboards.

However, on occasion, he wondered if perhaps a few magical items did slip through the radar to hang among the other items for sale. It was the kind of shop, he felt, that would breed magical things. Or perhaps it was just his own magic influencing the things. The cat statues were a constant (and terrifying!) reminder of that. And today, there was the...

Well, he didn't know how to describe it. At first, it seemed harmless. A funny little springtime bunny statue with a space in the face for perhaps photos. It was a very strange concept to begin with, but then Alexander started to realize that every time he looked at it, the face had changed. He thought perhaps it was a trick of his eyes, but, with a few more glances, he could tell that something was definitely up...

...but at least it hadn't turned into a cat.

Yet.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Alexander was hoping he would have a cat-statue free day at work today, and things were going quite well until he found what he thought was just a random, out of place, polka-dotted pole hidden behind some other things. But then he went to lift it up and move it and it got stuck, and further investigation revealed...

"Ack!"

The cat and its impossibly long tail fell to the floor and then Alexander, carefully, nudged it underneath a dressed with his toe. The tail, naturally, was still sticking out, but Alexander reasoned wit himself that this just meant he could keep a closer eye on it in case it decided to do anything suspicious.

He really needed to get a job with fewer random cats involved.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Feeling an awful lot like he'd been slacking when it came to his job lately (the threat of death was a wonderful motivator, it turned out, and without it, well...), Alexander planned to make it up by cleaning extra well at the shop today. He was good at cleaning old things, anyway, and it was easy to fall into a familiar rhythm.

Until...

"Ah!" Alexander nearly dropped his duster when he saw that cat statue peeking out from a collection of dressers. He quickly diverted his attention to some books, and then...

"Zounds!" Maybe over by the clothing....

"Egads!"

Alexander...was going to save the cleaning for another day, yes. Until then, he supposed he would just stay safely behind the counter and hope there weren't more terrible cat statues somewhere else, waiting. Watching.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

There may have been oddities or freaky cat statues to ponder over at the shop today, but Alexander wasn't paying much attention to them. He had started using some of his free time behind the counter to write a letter to his sister, and, before he knew it, Alexander was basically writing her a short novella. He couldn't help it. With the child from Crazy Future in the picture, he had an awful lot to share with Rosella and poke at her about, most especially Malaxandra's claim that Rosella would be wed to a fairy prince.

Rosella would love that, yes.

Alexander's chuckle was an evil chuckle, indeed.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Considering how things had been going, Alexander was expecting something strange to be awaiting him when he came into work at Things Reborn today. Mostly, he was expecting any assortment of winged cherubs that he'd realized were associated with the holiday coming up, or perhaps the awful cat statues to become overly amorous, but he came in to none of thise things.

What he did come in to...he had no idea what it was.

He frowned as he turned it over, inspecting it from all angles for some hint of purpose or aesthetics, but to no avail. It remained an utter mystery, but the more he held it, the creepier he felt and so he quickly put it aside, giving it wary glances every now and then.

He's almost prefer the cherubs...

Things Reborn is open!

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

A sign was posted at the front door:
G.O.B. Bluth Presents:
The Tenth Anniversary Edition of
Three Minute Dates at Caritas
hosted by A Matchmaker Named G.O.B.

Just before 6:00, the lights went dark and a sole zombie walked out onto the stage and sat down at a piano. The zombie then started playing The Final Countdown, followed by the other zombies, all with violins to join in. And then GOB walked out onto the stage, holding and petting a lovebird. He then released the bird, which flew up toward the ceiling before somehow getting stuck in an air duct.

As GOB went into his spiel about how 3MD was a Fandom institution that he started and how he had brought so much love to Fandom with it and that the tenth annual (he still hadn't figured that part out) edition demanded the respect that a piano and not doing magic ("Unless any of the legal ladies out there want to see me make another lovebird appear," and yes, he was talking about his penis).

Meanwhile, the lovebird was still stuck in the air duct. As air rushed past the bird and into the lounge, some strange pheromones released by the bird were thrown back at the stage, where it reacted with the already strange combination of zombie smell and cologne used to hide the zombie smell on such a classy occasion, somehow generating a powerful love potion that would be making its way into the lounge, affecting people at random for three minutes at a time. Bizarrely, that was exactly how long each of the dates tonight would be.

Sometimes Fandom worked in mysterious ways. Mysteriously sexy ways.

"I call your names, you meet up with each other, talk for three minutes, and then you'll hear the sound of a zombie smashing his hands against a bunch of piano keys. Go ahead and do it," GOB said. The zombie started smashing the keys randomly. One of the other zombies joined in because a band was all about teamwork. "And that's how we start!"

[The Bar Before the Dates | Round 1 | Round 2 | Round 3 | Round 4 | Round 5 | OOC]
[Regular post-dates Caritas post]

[OOC: Lots of OCD ~~coming~~ IS UP. RANDOMLY ASSIGNED LOVE POTION IS MARKED IN THREAD TITLES WITH ONE OF THESE "*" AFTER THE AFFECTED PERSON'S NAME! For example: "Nick* / 3MD Participants" means that I will spend the next three minutes loving everyone who signed up. But not in a dirty way because that would be exhausting and I have a sister among the participants and eww.

Remember that you can also choose to be affected by love potion in any round(s) at your discretion. Also, the love potion can only affect people in the lounge during the dates. People at the bar and on the stage will not be affected. People who are affected will just be incredibly drawn to their date, flirt harder, maybe go for some physical contact more quickly, but they shouldn't necessarily go straight for making out. Unless you choose to have them go for it. The upper limit is player's choice.

As I'm going along, if I made an obvious mistake, like skipping a character completely for a round or posting a pairing twice, feel free to grab me on AIM or in the OOC thread and I'll make a quick fix. And remember, attacks on your dates will get you teleported elsewhere on the island.

Also remember that most playing should happen on Saturday, but if you need to finish a thread or two on Sunday, that's fine.

GO FORTH AND PLAY!]

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Alexander had with him a pie. He didn't usually go for pies but, on his way to work, he had noticed it was such a good deal on the pie that it would be a shame to pass it up. However, now that he was at the shop, he was having a strange feeling that he shouldn't actually eat the pie. He couldn't help feeling that the pie might be useful, somehow, later.

And so he put aside any pie related cravings and turned his attention to fixing up an old sled. That, in combination with the shiny blue cloak that needed mending, were sure to keep him occupied today.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Perhaps his class earlier that day had been to blame for his amusement, but Alexander couldn't help getting a kick out of the antique bicycle he'd pulled out from the mass of things around the store. It was an understatement to say that this was in a completely different ilk than the bikes they had in class.

And, it should be noted, Alexander was smart enough to not hop right on and give it a try.

Not inside the store, anyway.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Alexander was having a very productive day, he felt, organizing some of the old paintings in the shop by category and type, but that project had ended quickly once he came across one particular atrocity.

An atrocity that was now facing the wrong way, just so Alexander didn't have to look at it.

It must be nice, he mused to himself, for people who lived their lives thinking cats were actually cute and fluffy and not harbingers of pure, unadulterated evil.

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swordsandsoccer.livejournal.com

"Good afternoon!"

Dolf was sounding pretty chirpy today, though whether that was a case of genuine cheer or Trying Too Hard was a case of Eye of the Beholder. "Welcome back if you have been with us before, and just welcome if you haven't. If you haven't, we're the Magic Reserves and Support Services - I'm the head of Support Services, because I don't know any magic." Yeah. "We're happy to have you all here, though. It is a new semester, so new people, and new troubles. And a lot of new introductions, too."
Let it never be said he wasn't Genre Savvy.

"So tell us about yourselves and what you can do. I'll start," he added. "I'm Dolf Wega, I'm Dutch, I speak a few languages, like German--" both the medieval and the current variety, "French, and I'm learning Italian, I know first-aid and how to make sure everyone has enough food and drink and all that. I have been Support Services leader since the start of the last semester, and I spent some time in the 13th century."

One of these things was not like the others.

Raven had had another bad dream last night, this time a shapeless, nameless feeling of terror and despair, and the hint of black circles under her eyes might indicate her troubled sleep. Otherwise, she tried to keep her face and voice pleasant and welcoming. "I am Raven," she said. "I was born in a place called Azarath, though my mother is of Earth. I am the liaison between the Magical and Support Reserves, for my gifts fall into both. I am an empath and a healer -- if you are ever hurt, I am able to take that injury into myself and heal your own body."

Tara had a slightly anxious crease in her brow as Raven spoke. It wasn't hard to see things were not right with her friend, but she wasn't sure how to ask about it. "Hi, I'm Tara Maclay," she said, after a moment, "and I'm a witch, so, uh, I'm on the Magic side of the reserves. In my world, magic is a learned skill, and the kind of magic I do makes me a Wiccan. I know locating spells, shielding, some basic work with charms, a little telekinesis ... and I work at the Magic Box on Thursdays, so come find me there if you ever want a tour of the store or anything."

Karla also sent a sharp glance Raven's way but turned back with a smile towards everyone else once it was her turn for introductions. "My name is Karla and I'm also a witch, though my powers extend to Healing as well. In my world, magic is an innate skill of my people. I am primarily a Healer--of bodies, of minds, of hearts and the land, but basic Craft lets me do lots of other things, too, like shielding and calling in and vanishing items. I've been a co-leader of the Magic Reserves since last summer."

"So now it's your turn," Dolf finished up. "And have some cookies." He was too cool for more exclamation marks. ... Or possibly a little embarrassed, it was hard to tell.

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Upon his return to work, Alexander was pleased to discover that an excess of creepy cat statues had not been building up around the shop in his absence. Of course, after thinking on that, he realized that perhaps that had not been present because he was not there, and it was possible that they only arrived due to his being in the store.

...Alexander was just going to find a new, awful romance novel to read while sitting at the counter to get his mind firmly away from that prospect, thank you. And he was also going to wonder if staying with Wednesdays would work, or if he should request of Miss Lehane a new day to better fit his school schedule.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

When he wasn't (still) studying behind the counter of the shop today, Alexander was pondering whether there was anything in the shop that might make for a good present for Rosella. So very little of it was her taste, though there was an item or two that she might be quite pleased to have.

Despite those items, however, Alexander was still leaning toward getting a unicorn statue for her.

He was terrible, that it should make him chuckle so much thinking of how, on her quest to Tamir, how much trouble she had catching the unicorn, and something to remind her of it was just the sort of humor she'd pretend not to appreciate.

Of course, the little prancing horses approved of the choice, as well.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Alexander, in a brave effort not to be sucked in by the ever-enticing lure of trashy romance novels, had noticed a piece of furniture in the shop in bad need of some repair, so he figured he might be the one to help bringing it to a more appealing state of upholstery. He had always been good with a needle, and fixing furniture was just one of his regular daily tasks in Manannan's castle, what with that awful cat and its claws lurking around.

So, naturally, the task had him checking quite often for any of those freaky cat statues, but, thankfully, they seemed to be taking a break. Alexander couldn't help dreading, though, that perhaps they were merely waiting it out, for next Wednesday was to be his birthday, and if his suspicions, outlandish as they were, rang true, he was in trouble for that day.

Perhaps he should just take that day off...

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Now, Manannan had a moose head mounted in his dining room, and many of the previous rulers of Daventry had been very fond of hunting, so the idea of heads mounted on boards and put up on walls was not at all foreign to Alexander.

Bronzed heads, however, was something a little new and, not only that, but the fact that the head was of a horse, a very useful animal not at all usually hunted, just made the item even more baffling the more Alexander thought of it. His imagination started to get carried away with him, wondering if perhaps someone had made it as a tribute to a prized stallion who had eventually died, or maybe it had truly been a unicorn at one point, but the precious horn had long since been swiped by treasure hunters with no regard for personal property.

Whatever the situation may be, Alexander decided that he was ultimately not a fan and wondered if it was too heavy for him to carry and move somewhere else in the store so he would stop having to look at it.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

There were, thankfully, no cat statues hanging around in spots that seemed like they were stalking Alexander around, and that was a great relief that left Alexander calm enough to work on some letters home and the emergency clothing pouch for Maladicta in the slow times of the day.

There was, however, a fantastic new mirror on the floor that Alexander found himself constantly walking past, just to make sure that he truly did have his reflection back.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Baron Alexander Gwydion Daventritous Llwedoratio Ignitous Saladar Victor Vincente the Third, Terror of the Night and Scourge of Skimpy Nightdresses, was having an unfortunately unsuccessful hunt so far. He blamed most of it on that blasted prince and his silly daggers, but he figured perhaps he should just take some moments to get back into the proper stride of things.

And what better way for a vampire to regain the proper mindset than stalking egregiously between the graves and headstones of a cemetery? Perhaps he might even get lucky and have a maiden wander through, as they sometimes did, or, at the very least, a party of foolish men hunting him down, to give him a nice fun distraction.

Until then, he'd have plenty of times to practice spreading his cloak out about him in a menacing fashion. He was an expert, of course, but it never hurt to fine-tune one's talents.

[[ open graveyard is open! ]]

daventryprince.livejournal.com

"Aurgh!"

That was about the only thing Alexander could say at first when he came into work, only to be confronted by another cat that almost seemed to be waiting for him with its awful, staring blue eyes. Thankfully, it was easily resolved, as Alexander, once confirming it was just another silly statue, picked it up and resolutely brought it toward the back of the shop.

Too bad he didn't notice the other cat statue, a much creepier pair of slender white ones, lurking nearby where the other had been.

Not until it was too late, anyway.

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apples-n-poetry.livejournal.com

Genesis cast his gaze over his ~~minions~~ actors and actresses. His eyes narrowed at the expected—he listened to radio, after all—but not approved of absence of one of them.

How were they supposed to do Scene Five without one half of it?

Hmmm.

Well, it was only two of the children who were involved. Perhaps he’d call them in for extra practice later.

"We’re moving on to scenes six through eight today," he informed them. Idly wondering how many would realize he'd just skipped a scene without bothering to justify that. "Which means several of you who’ve had no lines prior to this are up today. Rinoa, Ariel, Sara, Jack—you don’t get to sleep today—and Triela. Up on stage."

[~~Plz to be waiting for the~~ OCD has arrived! Carry on!]

daventryprince.livejournal.com

After locating a good, promising belt and another article of leather clothing that didn't seem that it had much of a chance of being sold to anyone else, Alexander busied himself at the counter with a pair of strong scissors and a sewing kit. He'd spoken with Maladicta ages ago about making her a good pouch to keep a spare change of clothes in and, considering how much his own wardrobe had been dwindling, he decided it was well overdue that he got to working on it.

Besides, having something to do today just helped keep his mind off of the fact that there were probably plenty more creepy cat statues lurking in the store.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Alexander didn't want to think that such a thing was possible, but, ever since he moved the odd cat statue somewhere that didn't make him feel like it was watching him, he could swear it kept moving back to a position just as bad, if not worse, than the spot before. It was just a cat. A stoneware cat at that.

But Alexander had his reasons for not being fond of cats, especially once with literally glazed over eyes that seemed to be watching his ever move.

By the end of the day, he might just take his damages, pony up the money to purchase it, and then take great satisfaction in smashing it to pieces.

Things Reborn is open!

apples-n-poetry.livejournal.com

Genesis had spent the last few days brooding, as he tended to do when left alone, and sulking about missing Angeal. (Not that he'd admit it out-loud, but he would wager half his paycheck that Angeal knew exactly what he was doing.)

Today, however, he had something else to do.

And that something else? Rehearsal.

Drinks were set out--coffee, tea, various juices and, of course, bottled water. Food was set out--muffins, crackers and various things to put on said crackers, croissants, fruit and vegetables.

And Genesis was pacing on the stage. He'd get off as soon as people needed it.

[~~Wait for the~~ OCD is up, up and away!]

apples-n-poetry.livejournal.com

To say that Genesis was in a good mood today was like saying that rain was wet. He had his cast, he had a small but functional crew (though he could still add to that), and only one person had threatened him with death yesterday.

Which had been funny anyway.

All of that meant Genesis was all but chipper as he made certain that the chairs, arranged in a semi-circle were just so and that the food was laid out—mostly ~~moddable~~ foods that were simple to eat and would not leave a great mess—and drinks—juices, water, coffee and tea—were their proper temperatures.

Then it was a waiting game until his ~~minions~~ actors and actresses had all shown up. And then, then it was time to begin.

"I’m glad to see you all could make it." Because otherwise he’d have had to go looking for his actors and would not have been best pleased. Instead, he sounded coolly pleased with the situation. "Today we’ll be doing introductions: I’m Genesis Rhapsodos, the director, and so long as you’re in here, you answer to me." That covered things nicely, didn’t it? And was fairly reasonable, so far as he was concerned. "Excellent. As well as a read-through of the script. You are, at this time, permitted to ask any question so long as it concerns the play at hand."

And no, he would not change your role. And yes, this was him in a good mood.

[~~Wait for the~~ OCD is up omigod.]

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Alexander didn't have nearly as much time today to go through some of the books at the shop to find some particularly good ones for Dolf as he would have liked. He just couldn't help be distracted, though, by a few sets of canisters he'd noticed on the shelves.

"That," he said to no one in particular, "is oddly specific."

At least he was consoled in the fact that there wasn't one for eye of newt or any other such things.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Another box of worn novels had arrived at the shop today, so, of course, Alexander, after putting a few away, had found himself entirely engrossed in one that he had started reading.

He was pretty sure it was all Maladicta and her picture last night's fault.

Things Reborn is open!

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Vast amusement was... possibly not the usual reaction to holding the first day of tryouts, no. Especially not when he actually did want people to stop by.

But Genesis rarely went for the usual reaction if he was in a position where he could, for all intents and purposes, pick his reaction. Being contrary was far more amusing as he saw it.

Besides, it was not as if he planned to laugh in their faces.

... He could only hope that, should anyone come by, they’d be talented enough that he wouldn’t have to work to keep from laughing. There was little point in scaring them off before he’d gotten them up on stage, after all.

Casting for Snow White
Cast and crew needed! Free food and drink available!

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

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There was a sign posted at the front door:

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

GOB had somehow been able to count to nine despite not being around for the previous six Three Minute Dates, but he still didn't know what 'annual' really meant. But that wasn't important. The important thing was that at 6:00 precisely, the ligts went out and the Zombie Band started playing a familiar intro.

A burst of smoke hit the stage and the matchmaker named GOB stepped through it to make his grand entrance. A flick of each wrist and he was holding a deck of cards in each hand: all hearts. Except for a single four of clubs. GOB started moonwalking backwards, except he wasn't very good at it so it was more like walking backward with a limp. He clapped his hands together and from the cards ~~fell~~ burst forth a ~~dead~~ live dove, which ~~GOB picked up and threw off the stage toward the bar~~ swooped over the audience and ~~hit Tino after bouncing off the bar~~ attacked Tino.

"WELCOME TO CARITAS!" GOB yelled to the crowd as the music continued. "WELCOME! TO THREE MINUTE DATES!" He turned around and pointed to the back of the stage where a too-large banner dropped, showing the top half of 'THREE MINUTE DATES' while the rest was still rolled up on the stage floor. "I am GOB, your Once and Future Matchmaker. Here are the rules: I call your name and the name of somebody else. You two get together and make goo goo eyes at each other for a few minutes, and then I make a fireball appear to let you know it's time for the next round."

Tino had checked the fireball launcher GOB kept in his sleeve. Twice. It was as safe as it could possibly be.

"After the roaring sound of magical fire, I'll call out some more names and we do it again until we've done it five times. And if you don't like any of your dates, let me know and we can do it five more times in my hotel room." GOB could be as subtle as a bar on fire, something which Tino really wanted to avoid. Now let's get on with this stuff." As GOB started to reach for his notecards with the round one pairings, a quick burst of flame shot across his chest. "Huh. Shot off a little early. But I won't, ladies." Very subtle.

[Post 1 | The Bar Before the Dates | Round 1 | Round 2 | Round 3 | OOC]
[Post 2 | Round 4 | Round 5 | OOC]
[Regular Caritas post]

[OOC: Three minutes = ten comments total, five per person. You don't need to do your threads chronologically, but try not to Joss yourself.

~~Epic OCD is beginning. For the love of god, please wait until I'm done.~~ GO FORTH AND PLAY! If I made a blatant mistake, like skipping a character completely for a round or posting a pairing twice or accidentally making incest happen WHICH TOTALLY DID NOT NEARLY HAPPEN, AHEM, feel free to grab me on AIM or in the OOC thread and I'll make a quick fix. Remember, attacks on your dates will get you teleported elsewhere on the island.

Also remember that most playing should happen on Saturday, but if you need to finish a thread or two on Sunday, that's fine.

And, um, yes, this is Post 1 of 2. RECORD SETTING SIGN UPS CAUSED THIS!]

solo_sword

Once the bell or buzzer or windchime or fireball went off for the last time and the dates were all over, Jaina took her place back behind the bar for actual work. Might as well stick around and help out with anyone who wanted to chat with someone they might have clicked with on their dates, or to serve anyone who just wandered in once everything was done.

Tino was also available if anyone needed him. He was dateless enough to do it.

[This is the regular Caritas post after Three Minute Dates (post one and post two). Those who were in the event can use this post to mingle afterward, and the post is totally open for anyone who just wanted to come in and drink regardless of the people flirting with each other in three-minute increments.]

solo_sword

Hard to believe only nine minutes had passed since this all started, huh? The daters were still dating, hopefully no one had been transported outside due to trying to attack anyone they had to deal with for three minutes, and all they had to do was survive two more rounds before they could hit the bar.

Happy dating!

[Post 1 | The Bar Before the Dates | Round 1 | Round 2 | Round 3 | OOC]
[Post 2 | Round 4 | Round 5 | OOC]
[Regular Caritas post to follow!]

[OOC: Three minutes = ten comments total, five per person. You don't need to do your threads chronologically, but try not to Joss yourself.

Epic OCD ~~continues! If you ping in before I finish I will come over there and beat you till you cry after giving you an atomic wedgie.~~ is done! Ping away! If there are any problems... um, grab Nick on AIM, I just do what he tells me. :D

Also remember that most playing should happen on Saturday, but if you need to finish a thread or two on Sunday, that's fine.]

Current Mood: dates!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

There was certainly plenty to keep Alexander busy at the store today. It seemed that someone, feeling the spirit for the approaching autumn, had donated a large box of sweaters.

Really, really awful sweaters, at that.

And you know they were bad when Alexander of the Puffy Sleeves, Tights, and Scarf thought they were awful.

Things Reborn is open!

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Jessica had spent the past few nights shopping for things for her apartment. Even if she didn't need to use the bathroom, it was Serious Business deciding what colors to make the rugs and shower curtains.

Tino just patiently sighed and listened as she told him her thought process from pink to deep red to blue and back to pink again.

Current Mood: creative

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Yes, Alexander knew he was supposed to be working, but he had been putting away a box of old, worn paperback books and, out of curiosity and knowing he might want something to keep him occupied in the slow times, he had set one with an intriguing title aside to return to later.

And now he was absolutely hooked. What a thrilling story! What compelling characters! What romance! Some of book most certainly set a fire to Alexander's cheeks, but he was certainly captivated, as well as entertained.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

Alexander had ~~run out of canon pawn shop items~~ become a little bored with entertaining himself with random items around the store, but he had brought a large atlas of the world with him today to pour over. Cartography in his experience had never reached such an advanced state back home, and he found the entire thing fascinating. He was also hoping, maybe, just maybe, in his careful perusing of the maps, he could find a hint of the Land of the Green Isles. An entire semester had just flown by and he'd lost so much time being distracted by things that had nothing to do with Cassima.

Which just showed that maybe his mother was right about this place being good for him. But he didn't want her to be right about that.

Things Reborn is open!

daventryprince.livejournal.com

To amuse himself throughout today's shift, Alexander was idly shifting through a sheaf of papers found in a chest someone had brought in, probably unaware that the papers were even there. They were mostly drawings, not very well done, but they were interesting, and then he came across something particularly intriguing.

"What's this?" he asked no on in particular as he extracted out a paper. "A magic...smap?"

Yup. It said smap. It was also written in crayon on what looked like the back of a seafood restaurant placemat, but it was amazing ho easy it was to get lost in such a magic smap.

Things Reborn is open!

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