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The sun had just dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow across the beach as the first notes of music from Arden’s playlist filled the air. The waves gently lapped at the shore, creating a soothing backdrop to the area. Tiki torches and string lights were set up around the party area, their flickering and colorful light adding to the atmosphere.

The aroma of North Carolina barbecue filled the air, with a long table set up with all the fixings—pulled pork, coleslaw, hush puppies, and more. For those with different tastes, vegetarian and vegan dishes were also thoughtfully provided. Sweet tea was the main beverage, but for those craving something colder, Squishies were lined up next to the drinks cooler. The centerpiece of it all was a giant cupcake that Graham had brought all the way from Daventry for the occasion.

Games were scattered around the beach: volleyball nets, cornhole, frisbees, and even a few board games for those who preferred to sit back and relax. A bonfire crackled nearby, with cozy spots to sit and chat, perfect for those who wanted to enjoy the evening at a slower pace.

It was set up for a perfect evening, filled with good food, great company, and the kind of fun that comes from being surrounded by people. Yes, it was another surprise party, the kind that shouldn’t be a surprise anymore, really. But that’s the point of parties—to celebrate the people you care about. And tonight, it was all about Arden.

[Open to all and any part goers]
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[personal profile] bitten_notshy
Newly registered for classes for the fall semester, Jack devoted any time he didn't spend serving customers to reviewing his Greek and Latin in preparation for his first university-level seminar in classical languages. He hadn't used them much in the last few years; he was convinced he was rusty.

For a part-time bartender, Jack was kind of an enormous nerd. At least he had the grace to sip a beer as he read.
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
Jane came into the store today with her chin up and her pride completely in check. This week, there would be no dates with rodents in plastic bubbles, no unseemly thoughts about perfectly nice but admittedly attractive young women, and certainly no going to bars and doing things in back rooms that were supposed to be much more suited for the marriage bed. Jane was feeling quite herself, thank you, and so she was intending on having a nice day at the store, doing proper work and having proper thoughts.

Assuming no swarthy pirates or disheveled police officers or other gentleman of such intriguing persuasions came into the shop. Because, well, then, Jane figured she just might not be able to help at least a little bit of appreciative thought.

Today's Squishy flavours: Vapors, Hysteria, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!
[identity profile] rivaini-pirate.livejournal.com
No really, the rain was getting beyond old. Maybe she needed to think of investing in a cloak. It would help the whole getting soaked thing.

Isabela set up behind the bar, pouring herself a drink to warm up. She was rather oblivious to what was going on, even if she'd known to listen to the radio, it probably would have passed her by. This world was strange and its quirks so fair were impossible for her to discern. So it was that she sat behind the bar, whetting her knives as she would on any other day.
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
That rat in the ball had been lucky; Jayne was about to see what would happened when he kicked it out the window of the strange apartment he'd found himself in that morning (what had he done last night? There were lots of frilly lady things in there, so he figured it was something pretty damn good), but he got away and Jayne wasn't feeling too up to chasin' down a gorram rat. Leaving the apartment, he still had no idea where he was, but it was easy enough to find the general store so he could maybe get some supplies. And booze. And maybe guns.

"What're you lookin' at?" he narrowed his eyes at the guy inside, looking at him all funny when he came in. "You just keep sweeping."

And, sure enough, the man kept sweeping, which made Jayne wonder. "Get me something to eat..."

Sure, the man sighed, but, in a little bit, Jayne found himself supplied with some beef jerky and Funyons. He was snapping into a Slim Jim as he eyed the machine by the counter. "What's this?" he asked, and, almost as if on cue, a Squishy beverage was dispense for him.

Jayne decided that this place ruled, and, since he couldn't think of anything better to do, decided he was going to stick around a little. The man with the broom didn't even complain when he settled behind the counter, put up his feet, and started flipping through a magazine to ogle all the women inside.

Somehow, Apu just knew what was likely going on here. He'd been through this way too often.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Fruity Oaty Bar, Gorram Grape, Red

Turtle & Canary was open.
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
All of this rain had even Jane, who felt herself quite prepared for that sort of weather, feeling a little bit sopped. Mostly, though, it had her confused, as she was fairly certain that this type of weather during this time of year and with so much consistency could not be very typical of Japan, could it?

Either way, she had books, and she intended to pour through them and figure out if the weather patterns truly did suggest that this would be a natural progression. If so, she wondered if it would be a little unfair that, when she got back to her proper time and place eventually, if she didn't put a few investments into umbrella interests in the Far East trading....

Today's Squishy flavours: Edamame, Unagi, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
Gadget wasn't quite sure what had happened to her very clever apparatus for helping her get up to the counter at the store, but that didn't concern her too much. It wouldn't take much work for her at all to finagle up something new and get herself up there and ready for another day at work.

She let out another frustrated sigh when she got up to the counter and noticed that everything she'd constructed to help her run the cash register a little better had been dismantled, too. "Well," she said to herself ruefully, "at least I won't be bored..."

And maybe it would even give her the chance to have a good excuse to avoid going on that date that that squirrel kept asking her out on.

Today's Squishy flavors: Radical Red, Bodacious Blueberry, Gag Me With a Spoon

All and Sundries is open!
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[personal profile] nookiepowered
If the girl behind the bar was looking a whole lot cheerier her second night on the job, there were several reasons for that. Only two of them were attached to a pirate, so you can just stop smirking. At least one -- the one where she wasn't starving anymore, and in fact was barely starting to feel like she needed a re-charge, a week later -- belonged to a certain Irish vampire.

Whatever the list of causes, the effect was a bartender in a black leather skirt who occasionally hummed along with the DJ's rather bouncy dance choices for tonight, instead of thinking she could do both herself and the world a favor by adding him to the evening's menu.

[OCD on ze way!]
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
Jane was not at all surprised to see that there had been a pile of paperwork collecting near the front counter, the sort of paperwork that Mr. Kyōraku should be attending to, but exactly the sort that Mr. Kyōraku never attended to. She gave a wilting look across the store at Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon, who just shrugged and gave her a sympathetic, apologetic look.

"Well, all right," she said, out loud so that anyone in attendance could see how kind she was to help, "I suppose I shall assist him with this sort of thing yet again, but, really, I am beginning to wonder if that man even knows how to write, or if he's just pretending all the time...."

She knew apes who could do more on a professional capacity than Mr. Kyōraku could ever do, but, well, someone did have to do it. At least it would keep her busy, should the traffic be slow.

Today's Squishy flavours: Green Tea, Green Apple, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
Jane knew for a fact that if she did not force herself to sit down and open up a notebook and settle into her lesson plans, then they would absolutely not get done. She didn't feel it was a fault of her own; she certainly couldn't help it that a more anthropological side had taken over, what with their new location and time period, and the past few days had been spent mostly making observations and filling up other notebooks.

It would be absolute torture if she made this attempt at work in her office, so she made a compromise. If she could head on into the Perk, have a lovely cuppa, and then get at least a little work done, then she'd have accomplished at least something. She could have tea in her office, as well, of course, but this way, she reasoned, if anything exciting happened, she'd be less likely to miss it.

[[ open for all your Perkly needs! ]]
[identity profile] sake-shinigami.livejournal.com
"Ah," said Apu when Shunsui came stumbling in through the doors of Turtle & Canary that afternoon. "You do still work here, I see..."

"Apu-san ♥! Don't sound so disappointed ♥!" Oh, how he had missed that constant look of disapproval! He fluttered immediately over to the liquor aisle, sweeping up a bottle of the finest sake. "Come on ♥! Let's have a drink ♥. I bet it's someone's birthday somewhere ♥!"

Apu-san was going to not so politely decline.

Today's Squishy Flavours: Buttercream, BERFDAIE CAHK, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!
[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com
It was a clear early spring morning as the sorority gathered at one end of the park for a 5k Fun Run. The registration table (bedecked in pink and green, natch) held bottles of water, logo t-shirts, and a basket to collect donations to the child abuse foundation, and the route was marked off with pink and green ribbons tied to trees and street signs along the route..

"Thanks for coming out," Quinn began in a loud, clear voice. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, and she almost looked like she'd ironed the t-shirt and running pants. "This is what we hope will be the first of many Kappa Delta Gremlin events to let us improve ourselves and give back to the community. The route's just about three miles, so it shouldn't be too much of a challenge for most of us. And if you make it across the finish line, there will be Shamrock shakes waiting."

Bribery always helped.
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
Jane was feeling quite a bit like she'd had just about a cup too many of the punch at the dance last night, leaving her in a little bit of a cross mood at the store, but not so much so that she didn't mind things if they were nice and quiet and peaceful, as they usually were on a Saturday.

But Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon was just very busily going about something in the toy section, leaving Jane exasperated that he just would not seem to take it easy. "Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon," she sighed imploringly, "what are you doing?"

It appeared as though he was completely rearranging the toy section, and moving quite a bit of merchandice up higher on the shelves; Jane looked at his project a little worriedly, but he assured her that she would be most grateful for it later. He'd been here long enough that he could just feel when these sorts of things were going to happen.

This reassurance did not reassure Jane in the slightest.

Today's Squishy Flavours: 'Ghetti'Os, Chicken Nuggets, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
One good thing about working in a shop that sold almost everything, Jane realized, is that she had quite a selection to consider as far as means of self-defense went. The encounter the other day had her thinking that, really, it was about time she considered such things. Finding a nice stake was surprisingly easy and, as she stood there giving it a few stabs and swishes and wielding it with threatening shakes a try, she felt it wasn't too terribly graceful, and keeping it somewhere convenient was a little unwieldy.

When Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon inquired about her activities, she explained to him as best she could about her realization that, being a young single woman in a foreign country, there were a few considerations to make. He understood completely and even offered to help introduce her to a few other methods of defense for the independent young lady, such as mace.

Which Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon was going to regret the moment Jane accidentally sprayed it right into his face.

"Oh my goodness! Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon! Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon! Are you alright? Oh, dear, does it hurt? Oh, it must hurt, with those awful screams, here, let me get you some water and maybe a towel and, oh, well, at least we know it's effective?"

Today's Squishy flavours: Pepper Water, Searing Pain, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!
[identity profile] 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!]
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
Though these were activities that could have been very easily held inside her apartment, Jane felt like getting out a bit more than that and getting some fresh air on the way to the Perk. Besides, how could she hope to come across more wildlife stuffed inside an apartment? She couldn't, and so there she was, settling down at a table with a lovely cup of tea and some writing materials to start fashioning a letter back home to bring her father up to date on everything so far.

It was impressive, really, how quickly a simple letter was building up into a near novella, Jane's pen a flurry as she just kept writing and writing and writing. It was a good thing that Professor Archimedes Q. Porter was quite fond of reading.


[[ open for all your perkly needs, of course!! ]]
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
Any thoughts Jane might have had about adding a monkey to the menagerie at Turtle & Canary were quite stalled when she came into work and found that the cheese panda had company, in the form of a red cow.

"Er, Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon?" she asked, figuring he would know better than anyone why there seemed to be an extreme panda versus bovine battle in the dairy aisle.

Of course, Apu went on to explain to Jane that the cow represented a different kind of cheese, and had shown up to defend her own territory against the tyranny that was the panda's insistence on his brand of cheese.

"Well," Jane dared to venture, watching them warily. "A cow does make a bit more sense. I mean, as far as cheese mascots go..."

Apu, obviously, was much more fond of the cow himself.

"I'm afraid Mr. Kyōraku won't be so approving," Jane said in a worried tone, "though it should be most interesting to see them clash; they're not exactly natural enemies..."

She would be glued to that aisle during every free moment she had.

Today's Squishy flavours: Red, French Onion, Swiss

Turtle & Canary is open!
[identity profile] canadianpopstar.livejournal.com
While Robin had had a fun time last week with the blizzard, being back to normal ambient coolness was not neeearly as much fun. So by the time she'd gotten to the bar, she'd already saved up a bunch of ire to throw at Tino, only to find that he wasn't there, and that there was a text asking her to, in fact, 'suck it' on her phone.

Oh, how the tables had turned.
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
Wonderfully invigorated from the winter hike she'd taken yesterday, Jane was in a marvelous mood when she came into the shop today. She didn't even mind so much that, if it weren't for this job that had been so unexpectedly sprung upon her, she could have turned the hike into a whole weekend camping ordeal, but she wouldn't neglect her responsibilities like that. Besides, it wasn't so bad, coming in and making sure the turtle and the canary were all set and taken care of, and the panda to an extent, too, although he seemed much more aloof than the other critters. And then, of course, there was telling Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon about the hiking trip, which, somehow, managed to get Jane on the topic of monkeys.

"Do you suppose," she proposed to him with a thoughtful tilt of her head, "Mr. Kyōraku would be terribly opposed to adding a little monkey to the menagerie? I mean, I know the pet store claims to have everything but the monkey, and I do agree that some animals are probably best left undomesticated, but if we got ourselves just a little chimpanzee, who could help around the store, why, I think that would be absolutely fascinating, don't you, Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon? I suppose I should just go and ask him, but the man does seem to veer quite off the topic of business when spoken to, doesn't he?"

It continued quite like that, interrupted only by the occasional customers, and Apu had to remind himself that at least Jane seemed intelligent when she continued talking and talking...and talking some more.

Today's Squishy flavours: Banana, Pomegranate, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
It must have been the move and the excitement of her first teaching job and the peculiar weather and probably a great assortment of other things, but Jane had completely forgotten that it was her birthday earlier this week until she came back to her residence and found a letter from her father wishing her birthday salutations and good wishes. Inside the envelope was also a little bit of pocket money, and, though she planned to use most of it for practical things, she was going to spare a little bit of it for a little celebratory treat.

Which was why she was at Jeff, God of Biscuits with an absolutely splendid looking chocolate cupcake with a little candle on top of it, beaming happily as she gave a little chorus of "Happy birthday to me" and then blew the candle out, making a little wish.

And then it was time to pick up a fork and dig in. Indulgence, be ready to meet Miss Jane Porter!


[[ I am a dork, and post is open for all your delicious baked good needs ]]
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
Jane, it appeared, had another job, which, at first, she was just a little bit cross over because she felt that Mr. Kyōraku had rather tricked her into it, just as she felt, but couldn't exactly prove, that some of the things Mr. Kyōraku had said might not have been exactly appropriate. But, tricked into it or not, she had a responsibility now, and she was not going to turn her back on that, even if she'd much rather spend her Saturdays out in the preserve, improving on her teal deer migration charts.

Once she arrived, though, things got much better and she found herself not only engaged in a conversation with Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon about India and his religion, but he also clued her into the cheese panda's sleeping patterns, so that, when he was up and about and monitoring the cheese aisle, Jane was there, too, crouched behind a stack of cans and scribbling down notes and sketches.

A general store was hardly the place she'd expected to find such fascinating data, but she realized that perhaps this extra job wouldn't be so terribly bad after all.

Today's Squishy flavours: Tea and Biscuits, Banana, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Caritas | Wednesday

Wednesday, January 12th, 2011 05:08 pm
[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com
When Alex got into work that night, he ordered Tino to peel off and replace the labels on about twenty different bottles of booze. When Tino wanted to know why, Alex explained to him just exactly how a prank work. Tino still hedged before Alex smacked him in the back of his head and told him to get to work.

It was comical watching Tino try to peel and replace labels without ripping them. The duct tape to keep them on their new bottles was a nice touch.
[identity profile] bootlessjane.livejournal.com
Jane had intended to stop by at the local general store to pick up just a few things, and she wound up with far more than she bargained for it.

It all started with the fact that there was a panda in the cheese aisle. Such a thing was undeniably intriguing and so Jane quite forgot about her grocery shopping and had to ask the man sweeping the floor about the bear. He answered her with a bit of a sigh, and he explained about the cheese and the owner of the shop who seemed to care to do nothing about it, and Jane wound up following the poor shopclerk around with her notebook open, her pencil ready, and filled with questions about the habitat and habits of this intriguing cheese panda. Eventually, the man (Apu was his name, Jane had gathered) must have realized he wasn't getting rid of Jane any time soon, and started to pass along tasks to her, which she happily went about, so long as she could continue to ask him questions. And, eventually, she found herself behind the counter, cheerfully ringing up customers in between jotting notes.

And really, Apu thought the best thing that happened that day was Shunsui not coming in to open the place, because he preferred Jane's company far more, even if she didn't seem to ever shut up.

Today's Squishy flavours: Random Help, Bamboo, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

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