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a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale headed over to the Perk a little early to make sure everything was arranged for his class. By second period, there was a small group of tables and chairs pulled together off to one side, holding a collection of tarot decks, scrying globes, and teacups, along with a few handouts on methods of fortune telling (palmistry, tarot reading, chrystallomancy, tea reading).

Each table also carried a small sign:
Prophecy Class Project: Free Fortunes.

He took a seat nearby to check off students as they arrived, and to answer questions as they arose.

[ooc: Prophecy Class meets here today for their class project. There will be a couple of threads for use by the class, and a thread for anyone who just wants to use the Perk for other needs.

PROPHECY STUDENTS: More details are in the OCD threads. This is not mandatory, but I hope most of you will choose to participate.

ANY character can come and get his or her fortune told. Just ping into the FREE FORTUNES thread under one of the students. ~~Please wait for the~~ OCD is now up, the class project is in session, and the Perk is available for use.

dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com

After the events of the past week Wilson had ~~handwavey~~ taken his tea last night and gone to bed.

This morning, in an effort to recapture some sense of normalacy he was down at the Perk enjoying a gingerbread latte as he worked on a write up of the past week's events for his own personal journals.

[Totally open!]

sexydoctor.livejournal.com

Christian was upset when he found out one of the kids had died the day before and was pissed at himself for taking the day off. The island had been through a lot while he'd been here, but one of the kids dying was unacceptable. He was frustrated by his inability to reach anyone outside the island. No ordering more supplies, no consulting with contagious disease experts. If it had only been the adults sick he might have been trying to head for the hills to save his own ass, but he wasn't about to abandon the kids. They had to find a way to stop this. Especially because now a baby was sick.

[ooc: ~~Plz wait for the massive~~ OCD is up! Thursday mornings are a little crazy here, so I will probably be SP until noon or so. Comment notifications are off, so ping me in the OOC thread if you need me.

*pokes mods* Need tags for Harriet Jones and Grace Winchester, please!]

Current Mood: worried

a-phale.livejournal.com

There was a sign hung on the door of the Nest tonight.

CLOSED DUE TO TOWN EMERGENCY

a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale hadn't yet had the chance to talk to Wilson, since his date on Monday with a certain Adversary. But he didn't need to do that to know something was up. The young doctor had been giving off a sense of contemplative stillness that Aziraphale could feel across their bond. As soon as he got home from his shift at the Nest, he intended to sit down for a talk.

In the meantime, however, he had a job to do.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Witch's Brew
Bat Bite
Zombie

a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale wandered in to get things ready the night, noting that things were as spotless as they usually were, and considering joining Musubi in her quest to mess the place up just to have something to do of an evening.

Instead, he wrote up the drink specials and then settled behind the counter to work a crossword.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Flaming Pumpkin
Flaming Lemon
Flaming Jellybean

[ooc: Likely SP between 6 and 9 EST.]

a-phale.livejournal.com

After the past weekend, the town seemed very quiet. Aziraphale figured it would be another quiet night at the Nest as well, so he decided not to bother with drink specials.

Instead, there was a FIRST DRINK FREE special for anyone who had family visiting over the weekend. Aziraphale figured they probably deserved it.

a-phale.livejournal.com

It was parents weekend, which in Aziraphale's mind meant the night would either be silent as a tomb while everyone was visiting with their guests, or full of people looking to hide from their guests.

Either way, he was appreciative that Musubi was there to help out. If things got too quiet, he could always slip out and see if there was anyone in town he recognized.

Tonight's Drink Specials:
Jim Beam's Family
Big Brothers
Kiss Your Mother

a-phale.livejournal.com

Suppressing the urge to stay home and snuggle in the study all night, Aziraphale headed down to the Devil's Nest to open the club for the evening. He'd missed one shift already, it wouldn't do to miss a second.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Blue Heaven
Chocolate Heaven
Jimmy's Heaven

a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale was a little sad to see that all of his wee origami turkeys had disappeared. No matter, though. He had plenty of time on his hands, and had brought along some craft paper.

Once the drink specials were written up, he sat on a stool behind the bar and set about making wee origami vultures.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Flaming Pumpkin
Turkey Feather
Candy Corn Martini

[ooc: Will be AFK until later this evening, please mod Musubi for fast service.]

once-a-king.livejournal.com

The first thing that might be noticed when students walked into the Town Hall was the towering stone troll statues that had been dragged in to grace the corners of the dance floor. It being Homecoming and a semi-formal dance, the trolls were decked out appropriately in hats, glitter, and togas. Fairy lights were strung across the ceiling, some twined with streamers and some dripping glitter and confetti across the dance floor.

The walls were decorated with blown up pictures of significant events at Fandom: Graduations, the school blowing up, the Christmas pageants, plays, carnivals, zombies, all the moments that make Fandom Fandom. Given a place of honour on the walls were a mock up of an exploding volcano, a massive gremlin in a bow tie, and, of course, the Stickbug flag.

Large lit up snowmen congregated around the punch bowl against a snowy backdrop and across the ballroom near the stage, there was a mural of large dinosaurs reaching up to enjoy a glittery streamer dinner. The wall of the door though had the biggest picture of all - a painting of the island at night from across the water.

As students dropped off their wraps, they were pointed to vote for Homecoming Court then encouraged to proceed into the ballroom.

[OOC: Chaperones and Security please ping in as soon as possible. The second post will be going up in about five hours (or when browsers start to break) but this post is very SP friendly. ~~PLEASE wait for the~~ OCD is UP and POST IS OPEN]

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

A series of tents (in various sizes) and covered walkways had sprung up all over the park by midday. There were lots of open spaces, but one could easily get to any part of the carnival without venturing out into the sunlight. Only some of the seating and the big rides - the Ferris wheel, swings, and merry-go-round sat out in the open.

The sounds and smells reached all inhabited parts of the island and it was hard to miss all of the bright colors.

[[OOC:

ETA:

Links to threads for those whose browsers can't open the whole post:

Concessions
Tables and Chairs

Rides:
Ferris Wheel
Carousel
Swings
Funhouse
Tunnel of Love
Bumper Cars
Tilt-a-Whirl
House of Mirrors

Games:
Beanbag Toss
Whack-a-Gremlin
Strength Test
Target Practice
Duck Pond
Sand Sculptures

Mud pit!

OOC

The Homecoming Carnival is open to all residents of Fandom. Weather modding says that any showers predicted for today will miss the island completely. It is a lovely fall day, if a bit warm. This is post one of two and has the concessions, seating, games, rides, and the mud pit which are all free to mod. The second post is here. OCD is up! Have fun!]]

a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale had a bunch of cocktail napkins in fall colors, which he'd found quite conveniently located under the bar, next to the reglar white napkins. Of course, they probably hadn't been there until he'd decided to look, but that was the handy thing about being an angel.

Now he was sitting behind the bar, making wee origami turkeys in orange, yellow, and red.

Okay, so the turkeys looked kind of like ducks. Just go with it.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Spiced Apple Cider Martini
Pumpkin Spice
Spice Cake

a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale was bored. The club never needed cleaning, Lucifer took care of his own inventorying, and there was only so much reading up on cocktail recipes an angel could stand.

So he was behind the bar, leaning down so that his chin was at a level with the surface. In front of him were about three dozen origami ducks.

It looked like he was teaching them to dance the minuet.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Duck Cocktail
Fluffy Duck
Rubber Ducky

a-phale.livejournal.com

It was Tuesday night, and that meant Aziraphale was behind the bar at the Nest. There wasn't much that needed cleaning up, considering the ~~neat freaks~~ responsible employees who worked there, but he gave everything a once over anyway.

Then he put up the specials sign, having had an inexplicable urge to choose a medical theme for the night's drinks.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Doctor-Patient Relationship
Just What the Doctor Ordered
Hot Doctor

a-phale.livejournal.com

Quiet weeks didn't come along very often in Fandom, so Aziraphale was appreciative of this one. He hummed quietly under his breath as he set about getting the club open for the night, and then took a seat on a stool behind the bar to read the newspaper.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Butterscotch Martini
Butterscotch Dream
Butterscotch Kiss

iftheseshadows.livejournal.com

Neil was sort of lost in thought as he headed into the Nest tonight. He'd been in a bit of a fog since this time last week, his thoughts tied up in Andrew.

Ahh ... teenagers.

a-phale.livejournal.com

It was the second week of classes, and things seemed to be going very well. So Aziraphale was in a good mood, happily polishing glasses behind the bar.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Flying Penguin
Hummingbird
Sambouzo Turkey

a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale was pretty certain he'd only managed to convince Lucifer to come sparring with him because the Adversary figured it would be the easiest way to get him to shut up about it. It wasn't like anyone had any doubts that one of them would be getting their arse kicked, and it wouldn't be the retired Prince of Hell. But Aziraphale also figured it would be a good learning experience for him. After all, if he was going to continue getting into fights with godlings and the angry shades of the divine dead, it might behoove him to get used to fighting something a great deal stronger than him.

Also, for some reason, Wilson was very decidedly behind this plan, and probably wouldn't have let the angel back down from it anyway.

So there they were, wings flared and swords flashing, dueling in the middle of the park.

[ooc: Sparring is for the two angels only, but the post is open for anyone to stop and watch -- they might even take a minute to talk -- or to use for other non-sparring purposes. They're only using one small section of the park, so feel free to not notice if you prefer.

a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale arrived to discover that all of his umbrella arrangements had been removed. He pondered putting them back, and then decided that he didn't really want to repeat the beach theme anyway. So instead he just straightened things up (not that they really needed it) and put out the specials sign.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Overcast Friday
Friday Night Special
Friday Freeze

a-phale.livejournal.com

Deciding to follow Wilson's advice as to tonight's drink theme, Aziraphale decorated the bar with little bunches of drink umbrellas, and then set out the specials board.

Tonight's Drink Specials
A Day at the Beach
Sex on the Beach
Beach Bum

a-phale.livejournal.com

First night on the job for his new shift, so Aziraphale was a little bit early, making sure everything was nice and neat and well polished.

The Nest had a bunch of neatfreaks for employees, however, so that didn't take long.

Then he wrote up the specials board and pulled up a stool behind one end of the bar, so he could work on some class notes for Monday in between customers.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Karamozov Koffee
Czar's Cup
Muscovy Martini

[ooc: AFK until after 9:00 EST. Please mod Musubi in the meantime.]

a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale had the day to himself while Wilson was on clinic duty, and he'd been feeling as though he was slacking off at keeping in fighting shape. When one had the Prince of Hell around to be compared to, one was reminded that crosswords and tea did not constitute practice.

So he was in the park, barefoot and wearing only a pair of casual trousers (his shirt and shoes were sitting on the bench), wings unfurled and a familiar flaming sword in his hand as he went through a series of exercises.

[ooc: Open for interaction with Aziraphale, or just general park purposes. No, he's not making any attempt to hide what he is. And he's happy to stop for a break to talk if someone catches his attention.]

a-phale.livejournal.com

A successful first class of the semester had Aziraphale feeling particularly chipper as he went about opening up the Nest. He was still dressed in his snazzy "teacher suit", seeing no point in changing for the evening. Once the drink specials were written up, he put some upbeat swing music on the jukebox and hummed to himself as he worked behind the bar.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Too Cool for School
Teacher's Pet
School Bus

tinkerbitch.livejournal.com

There appeared to be a bustle to the island today, and lots of new faces walking down the street. New people. How lovely! And she hadn't even tired of mocking the old ones yet.

In the window was the lovely sign:

( cut for image )

Pixie Dust
Fine Apparel and Accessories

And the proprietress, T. Bell, was as sober as she was going to be on a late Monday morning.

Bring on the fashion disasters!

(OOC: Note info post here. Short version: Tink hates you and everyone else, and will mock your fashion sense horribly. Tink can't talk, but is amazingly fluent in Expressive Gestures. And Tink is hiring, but Tink's going to be a total snob about it. Because ... she's Tink.)

a-phale.livejournal.com

It was Tuesday, which meant Aziraphale was behind the bar at the Nest, polishing glasses and working a crossword all at the same time. And he was in a pretty cheerful mood, thanks to the recent departure of a certain crazy woman in pink.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Celebration
Victory Collins
Happy Ending

[ooc: I'm AFK until later this evening, please mod Musubi in the meantime.]

a-phale.livejournal.com

After stopping in briefly to visit with Wilson in the clinic, Aziraphale made his way to the park, settling on his favorite bench by the duck pond. The ducks eyed him with a mixture of suspicion and resentment -- it had been quite a while since he'd visited them. But they were won over quickly enough when the paper sack of day-old scones appeared, and soon there was a good flock of them gathered around his feet to gather the crumbs.

[ooc: OPEN, whether you'd like to talk with Aziraphale or just use the park for your own purposes.]

a-phale.livejournal.com

With Wilson and Lucifer out of town, Aziraphale found he had quite a lot of time on his hands. So he'd spent the day reading up some more on bartending. And, well, just reading in general.

There might also have been some research on the moral implications of casting curses, as they pertained to beings that didn't technically have Original Sin. No reason, really.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Evil Spell
Enchantress
Gin and Sin

a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale had actually gone by the club looking for Lucifer, but when he found the place closed and no one around except Musubi, he realized something must have happened to disrupt the usual schedule.

His first reaction was to flail a little and wonder where Lucifer had disappeared to, and why the usual bartender wasn't on duty.

But that wasn't really going to solve anything. So instead, Aziraphale opened the Nest himself, asking Musubi to take up duty at the bar and planning to spend most of the evening in a dark corner of the lounge, thinking.

Or, you know, fretting. As the angel was prone to do.

a-phale.livejournal.com

After a morning of prowling around town seeking out ~~handwavy~~ occurances to see whether any of them were related, and the very bizarre encounter with Andrew, Aziraphale was starting to get the feeling that there was something more than random island weirdness going on.

He opened up the bookshop a little late, intending on using the next few hours to contemplate what bits of information he had gathered so far.

[ooc: I'm not around very reliably today, and Aziraphale is deeply distracted, so conversations will probably be very brief. Feel free to shop for books, however, as this is indeed a bookshop.]

sound-loyalty.livejournal.com

Kabuto was only a little bit late for work, but Musubi had already opened the bar for him. He nodded his thanks to her as he made sure the place was clean, then took his place behind the bar. Pulling out his notebook, he went back to the project he'd been working on for the past few days.

wannabe-pan.livejournal.com

Andrew was in high spirits as he went to open the Magic Box, but he frowned when his key didn't seem to want to turn in the lock. Then he heard a voice. It was as if the door was speaking to him, saying, "When is a door not a door?"

Andrew stared at it blankly. "Umm..."

"When it's ajar!" The key turned and the door swung open.

Andrew shook his head and rushed around to set up the shop.

The Magic Box is open for all of your phantasmagorical needs.

a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale made short work of readying the club, writing up the specials, and putting the music on the jukebox. Then he settled on a stool behind the bar and poured himself a glass of the strongest Scotch Lucifer had in stock.

He figured he'd earned it today.

Today's Drink Specials:
Nutty Bitch
Winds of War martini
French Revolution

dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com

By the time Wilson had gotten home he'd had just enough time to notice that a certain Guardian was headed out towards the school with fire in his eyes.

Ut oh.

So after a quick shower, Wilson had gone about packing the picnic basket with cookies and fresh brewed tea. Lots of cookies, lots of tea. He'd then taken the basket and a blanket out to the park and while usually he would have settled on the park bench, he was just worn out enough ~~three guesses why and the first two don't count~~ that he decided instead to lay out on the blanket under the shade of a tree.

And wait.

[ooc: Open! As parks are open. Phale and Wilson's thread locked to them but other than that please feel free to come and get a cookie or use the park for your own needs! :)]

a-phale.livejournal.com

Now that Wilson was gone back to New Jersey to find out what the hell was going on back at PPTH, Aziraphale found himself with a lot of fretful energy on his hands.

So once the drink specials were chosen, he set about cleaning the place from top to bottom.

Between him and Neil, the Devil's Nest was probably the cleanest business in town.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Doctor
House Destruction
Mess You Up

a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale had his tea. He had his crossword. He had an entire day to spend hanging around in a bookshop.

He was in a very good mood. And Book Haven was open for business.

a-phale.livejournal.com

After a ~~totally handwavy~~ shopping trip to the mainland with Wilson, Aziraphale was all spiffed out in one of the new suits he'd bought. A very expensive new suit. It looked quite good on him.

He had a slip of paper in his pocket, which he intended for a certain shirt-destroying Prince of Hell.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Lucifer's Tears
A Short Trip to Hell
SHe's Paying

a-phale.livejournal.com

As a favor to Annette, to help out with her surprise for Dick, Aziraphale took over Lucifer's shift at the Devil's Nest for the night, and was there early to make sure everything was set.

Once he was finished getting the requested arrangements made for his young friend's date, he made sure there was some fun music playing on the dance floor, and then settled in behind the bar.

[ooc: Annette & Dick's thread is locked to them, by special arrangement with the proprieter.]

a-phale.livejournal.com

Really, there were some days that were just made for settling into a comfortable chair, drinking tea, and working a crossword.

And Aziraphale's Friday job allowed him to do exactly that. Lucky bastard.

[ooc: SP is the name of the game today, as unlike the angel, they're actually expecting work out of me at work today.]

dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com

After his initial meeting with the new Dean Umbridge Wilson was left with the strong desire to drink.

Unfortunately none of the bars were open -damn it Lucifer!- and so he was going to have to make do with a very strong espresso coffee.

Thus, he headed for the Perk, made his order and carried it over to a set of chairs by a window. Wearing a perplexed expression, he sipped on the strong beverage and tried to puzzle out if it was just him or if Umbridge was really as ... shall we say, prickly as she appeared.

[ooc: Perk is open for anyone else with the need for strong coffee after hearing about or talking to Umbridge. Or just open for your caffinating needs! :)]

a-phale.livejournal.com

It wasn't Aziraphale's normal night at the Nest, but he'd gotten a ~~handwavy~~ call asking him to fill in while the usual Wednesday night bartender continued to be kittenated. So after he and Wilson left their date at Movies in the Park, the angel headed over to open up the club.

He was most definitely in a peppier mood than the previous week, and his choice of drink specials reflected this.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Angel's Kiss
Angel's Delight
Almost Heaven
Sunrise

dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com

The idea had crept up on him while he'd been finishing up the breakfast dishes. Usually he and Aziraphale would have dinner here at the house on Saturday nights before Wilson headed down to the clinic to cover his shift but tonight he wanted to try something a little different.

Grinning impishly as it got a little later in the afternoon but while he still had plenty of time to get down to his shift, Wilson began to leave out little clues for the angel to find. With a start spot and a note saying simply 'follow me' and then he laid a track.

The track wound it's way lazily through the park and then down through the streets to the Pizza Planet. It had been awhile since they had simply gone on a nice quiet pizza date and there was something comforting about pizza.

Though as he waited, Wilson had a bit of fun with a napkin a pen and a list of very strange ingredients to try on a pizza. He was idly wondering just how raisins on a pizza might taste.

[ooc: Wilson is here for the Guardian and their thread is locked to them but otherwise open for your pizza nibbling needs!]

a-phale.livejournal.com

In a somewhat better mood than earlier in the week, but still quiet and on the contemplative side, Aziraphale unlocked the door to Book Haven and settled in for the day. He had a crossword to keep him company, but mostly he was staring off into space, with a distracted expression.

wannabe-pan.livejournal.com

Andrew rushed about the store to get it ready for opening. Then he checked to see if a certain specially ordered hat had arrived and made a phone call to let the new owner know he could come pick it up.

He unlocked the door, and settled in behind the counter to continue rereading the Barry Plodder series in anticipation of this weekend. At any given moment, he's either really intently reading with his nose inches from the book, or standing up and yelling something along the lines of, "NO, BARRY! IT'S A TRAP!"

a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale was in a dark mood when he arrived to open up the Nest. He gave Musubi a polite nod but didn't speak, and make quick work of checking to be sure the bar was stocked and the place clean.

Then he decided it was bloody well time to learn how to actually make some drinks. So he sat himself behind the bar with a book on mixology, and after a few minutes put up a sign advertising a few specials.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Bring the Pain
Deep Dark Secret
Bloody Nightmare

There may have been a theme going on.

[ooc: Angel in a mood tonight, so please mod Musubi if you don't want a shot of angst with your drink.]

a-phale.livejournal.com

Surprisingly, it actually did occur to Aziraphale that it was Friday the 13th. Mostly because it tended to be referenced so frequently in the more modern occult writings. Not because he was actually superstitious.

After all, for a being who remembered a time before calendars, it was a rather arbitrary assignment of dates.

Still, one never knew when one might have customers who needed a bit of encouragement on a day like this. So he made certain to have extra cookies set out with the tea on the counter.

[ETA: No dinosaurs in the bookshop please!]

wannabe-pan.livejournal.com

Andrew was excited about his first day of work. He had spent a long while picking out an appropriate t-shirt that he hoped would appeal to the full spectrum of customers.

Coming in early, he gave the shop a good once over with a broom and duster, and spent some time making sure all the product looked nice and orderly. He unlocked the door on time, stuck his head out into the street and yelled, "We're open!"

The Magic Box is open for your magical needs.

a-phale.livejournal.com

After a quiet day at home doing nothing whatsoever in particular, and rather enjoying every minute of it, Aziraphale showed up for his Tuesday shift at the Devil's Nest. Having gotten his cleaning quota taken care of over the weekend, he just made sure things had been left in good order from the previous night, and then set himself up behind the bar with a scratch pad, a pen, and a glass of scotch.

Might as well use the quiet time between customers to get a head start on ideas for his fall class.

queen-of-zagreb.livejournal.com

Yitzhak was behind the counter, engrossed in the latest issue of Elle, and studiously ignoring the busboy and cook's bickerfest. (If the busboy didn't understand why everyone still seemed to have it in for him after the Spam incident, well, Yitzhak wasn't going to enlighten him and possibly lose out on some free entertainment.)

He might also have been contemplating a list of ways to use makeup as a possibly-lethal weapon -- you never knew, around here. It could come in handy.

Crowned with a rather fantastic blue and sparkly wig, a prominent Help Wanted sign was in the diner's front window. Might as well see if any of the new kids in town needed work.

Plus, it made the busboy nervous. That was always fun.

Luke's is open and just a tiny bit glam today.

a-phale.livejournal.com

Aziraphale was definitely humming to himself as he unlocked the door to Book Haven and went about preparing to open for the day. One might have gotten the impression that he was in a particularly good mood, even.

Millie kept an orderly shop, so there really wasn't too much that needed doing, and before long Aziraphale was ensconced in a chair with a cup of tea and a crossword. There was, of course, a tea service laid out for customers as well, and he was ready to help anyone who might have book-purchasing needs.

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