betterthanaplan: (uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
[personal profile] betterthanaplan
"Right," Duke said, staring at the rat nibbling on a slice of coffee cake across the table from him. "So. You're a rat."

"Clearly," said the rat.

"Named 'Fallacy'."

The rat nodded.

"And you're a demon."

"Daemon."

"Did Lucifer send you?"

The rat facepalmed. Duke didn't know they could do that.

[open!]
dauntlessdragoon: (Hmmmm....)
[personal profile] dauntlessdragoon
No, Freya wasn't one of the chosen Style Gurus for this week's assembly, but she did have quite a few idea and the ability to make it up on top of things that most other people couldn't reach easily. And the lighthouse was one of her favorite places to leap around the island, so it just stood to reason that she would take it upon herself to clean and decorate it, especially since she could get to the top of it with one single smooth bound.

So, yes, we all had Fandom's resident Burmecian dragon knight to thank for the fact that there was now a big giant silver and red bow on the top of the lighthouse.

Freya had placed it easily, and then hopped down and a good few feet away so she could look up at it, hand to her chin as she decided how it looked and whether or not it was on nice and centered.


[[ open! Look, i am very easily influenced. If someone tells me Freya should put a bow on the lighthouse, Freya is putting a bow on the lighthouse, dammit ]]
ohvalleyofpenis: (Oktoberfest)
[personal profile] ohvalleyofpenis
The park was done up with a series of colorful tents to house every stall the festival could hope to host. The weather was a perfect fall crispness for all to get out and enjoy themselves with their lederhosen. Because you know you wanna try out those lederhosen, right?

Welcome to Oktoberfest! We take no responsibility for tomorrow's hangovers.

[please wait for the ocd have at ye!]
throughaphase: (bar)
[personal profile] throughaphase
There was a sign posted on the front door tonight.

CARITAS PRESENTS
THREE MINUTE DATES


There were drinks! There was a Tino behind the bar to serve and sign people up with or without their knowledge! Take advantage of these things! Definitely don't have a bad feeling over why there's a love potion in the HVAC system above the lounge area! (Because you don't know about it.)

And then juuuust before 8:00, the zombie drummer did a drumroll, at which point Kitty took the stage. "Hello, everyone! And welcome to Three Minute Dates! Some of you have been here before, so for those of you who are new, here's how this goes: there are five rounds. You get paired with random people and have to talk to them for five minutes. When you hear a bell-" Or whatever you modded. "-then it's on to the next date. If there's anyone you click with and want to see later, the bar will be open for drinks afterwars, so maybe buy someone one. Remember that physical violence will get you transported out of the bar. Oh, and hopefully you signed up for this because if you didn't... possibly surprise!"

And then... ding!


[Three minutes = ten comments total, five per person. Feel free to go a little over but don't get carried away. You have other dates to get to! A regular bar post will go up later, and you can absolutely finish things up on Sunday!

An asterisk* next to a name denotes that that person definitely got hit with love potion in that specific round. You can also mod it whenever you'd like during the dates. This does not apply to the bar.

OCD coming! I SEE YOU BRIDGEY IS UP. GO FORTH AND DATE.

If I made a blatant mistake, like doubling people up or you dating yourself when you did not tell me you could date yourself, grab me via email or in the OOC thread and I will adjust!]
stykera: (looking up)
[personal profile] stykera
It was snowing. Normally Stark disliked snow. Since it wasn't cold and the snow was both sparkly and sweet he wasn't bothered by it this time. The sky looking the way it did was something that might be worrisome if it caused anything other than glittery sugar falling from the sky. But it hadn't. Yet. The tremors had been concerning the first few times but as they hadn't yet caused the ground to open up and swallow any bits of the island or its inhabitants they were also currently not deemed a threat. As far as unusual island events went this one seemed harmless. So far. Safe enough to go outside, anyway, so he did.

As a result there was a sugar-glitter dusted Banik walking in the park with a coffee that had been sweet to start with and was rapidly approaching hummingbird food levels of sugar as the "snow" fell.


[open, obvs, for your Park or Stark needs]
snowdroplace: (laughing)
[personal profile] snowdroplace
Planning a party of this size was both fun (since she'd never done it before) and rather stressful (because what if no one came? What if no one liked it? What if--?) but Elli was…

Happy with how it all turned out. There was still the chance no one besides Sabine and Wayne would show but she'd done her best, putting up posters about the party oh so handwavily and even with the mess of paintball, she hoped some of them had actually been read and noticed.

As it was, she had buckets of carefully woven flowers—some in crowns, some longer, in necklaces—for people to help themselves to, should they care to (Elli wore a crown of flowers that she couldn't name in baby blue and white) beach umbrellas set out at various spots, and tons of blankets (and a few folding chairs should anyone prefer that) and that was…

That was about it, aside from strategically placed lanterns that they could turn off easily when it came time for the fireworks.

Now she just had to hope everything went well. The fireworks were taken care of by Sabine and while Elli had provided a multitude of snack options, both healthy and unhealthy, and drinks, the grill was under Wayne's control so she didn't have to worry about that

And nothing else was left but to get the party started!
somethingwithturquoise: (just so happy right now)
[personal profile] somethingwithturquoise
Well, Summer slept like crap last night, something she could only attribute to having her extreme-mega-cocktail of trauma stirred up a little on her date yesterday. But not, like, in a bad way, or anything! It was just kind of inevitable in most things she did that involved actually getting to know and connect with other people, so she didn't think much of it. Besides, she felt really good about it overall barring any sudden twists in SP, and now there was going to be a party.

So she was feeling pretty good about things right now as she get things set up and ready for the evening and really hoped these girls didn't let her down. But it involved Eleanor and there were shrimp shots again, so she wasn't too worried about it.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!
Mango Shrimp
Sparkly Champagne Hearts with GLITTER!

First One Free to All Wednesday Activity Participants!



Caritas was open!

[[ and the OCD is up! Yeah! We did it! ]]
fh_animalcrossing: (k.k. slider)
[personal profile] fh_animalcrossing
It was time. It was tiiiiiiiiiime!

The park had been set up for the concert, which actually meant one chair with many other chairs set up in a semicircle in front of it, ready for people to take their seats and watch. There was palpable excitement in the air, and sure, it may have all been from the villagers, but that didn't mean it wasn't there.

Were you ready to rock and roll? Because those were the plans for tonight!
fh_animalcrossing: (tom nook)
[personal profile] fh_animalcrossing
Town hall might not have looked any different except for an assortment of animals wearing clothes who would wander in or out of the building, or sometimes sit on stools outside eating popsicles.

Which might've been a clue that something was up, if you were one to notice such things.

But if you walked inside, you would immediately find a long counter behind which sat a raccoon and a dog, quietly working as music played in the air, and they'd be so happy to help you! Help you with what, you ask? That's a very good question, take a seat in one of these chairs and let's get started.


[Open!]
magnusrushesin: (I don't back down from fights)
[personal profile] magnusrushesin
Sure it was a week late. And sure it wasn't even a traditional Midsummer festival because there weren't any games or people selling fried foods or screaming eyeballs in the sky.

But Magnus was pretty darn proud of what had been tossed together for a fun costume party on the beach.

With a big, mildly terrifying wicker bear waiting to be set on fire because something something Midsommar. He wasn't sure of the details because scary movies weren't his jam.

Either way, it would be good, clean fun!

[Open party!]
crimson_sister: (sideways)
[personal profile] crimson_sister
With a piano to soon be delivered and a bookshelf ordered, Lucille had what she needed here. Those things, and the people she had met so far, couldn't chase away the loneliness though, as if a part of her had been permanently removed, which demanded her to adapt.

You couldn't save me. I was left to die alone.

Thomas had never spoken those words, but she could hear them in her head.

I couldn't. You were.

She felt nothing, which was probably for the best. Two ducks walked past her and she let herself imagine what it would feel like to wring their necks.

[Open]
long_memory: (oh that's a scared boy)
[personal profile] long_memory
The last thing Silver had remembered was being underwater, his metal excuse for a leg trapped in some netting that had exploded off the Walrus during cannon fire. By the time he had managed to free himself from the peg leg entirely his vision was already starting to tunnel from the lack of oxygen. It only got darker as he tried to swim up to the surface, chest burning and frantically trying to use whatever strength he had left to get above water. His thoughts went to Madi and Flint, briefly wondering if they would use his death as an act of martyrdom for their cause...and then everything faded away completely.

Silver awoke with sunlight hitting his face and the uncomfortable feeling of having been in wet clothes for too long. He winced as he sat up, feeling the effects of not only almost drowning but the battle beforehand as well. Since his false leg was at the bottom of the sea he couldn't do much but sit for a while to regain his strength and then crawl over to some of the debris that had washed up on the beach to try to fashion a makeshift crutch.

The longer he sat the more he would notice that this was definitely not the Bahamas.

[And Silver is on the island. FYI he probably looks like an angry wet cat and is very clearly missing his left leg below the knee. Post is open!]

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