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The strange spell lifted as the sun came down, and left dozens of gremlins looking confused and bewildered all over the island. They skittered home quickly to tell tales of their terrible, no-good-day. Soon, a decision was made, and lo and behold, just an hour after sundown, signs started to appear everywhere reading SORY and WE MAKE IT UP TO U, pointing helpfully towards a clearing in the wooded area.

You wouldn't be able to miss it. For one, there was loud singing and drums that were audible from quite far away, and for two, there were very large torches sticking out everywhere, casting a glow across the woods.

There were many gremlins strewn across the clearing, and they all looked Very Apologetic. And if the gremlins themselves didn't look apologetic enough, well, there were also tables with enormous amounts of food. That was how Fandom worked, yes?

[[ ~~wait for the~~ ocd up! gremlins party hard! ]]

makemyownway.livejournal.com

The weather was still behaving itself, so the sun was beaming down brightly (which might not be appreciated by those who overindulged last night), the humidity wasn't unbearable, and the mosquitoes were keeping to themselves.

Beneath a generously be-glittered banner that read "20th ANNIVERSARY REUNION!" was a veritable feast of breakfast-y foods on tables that looked dangerously close to toppling under the weight.

There were pastries, various egg dishes, and yogurt parfaits in mason jars (because Pinterest might have died ten years ago but mason jars were forever). There was more coffee than should probably be legal.

Come out! Tend to your hangovers! Explain any walks of shame!

And, if you were a father, come get your complimentary glass of sparkling wine or Bloody Mary. The administration figured you deserved one.

nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com

It had been made clear to Ron that there was a strange problem going about the island. This problem involved the sudden disappearance of many of the town's residents. Personally, he felt it was rather a matter of personal responsibility, but as the mayor he should make some effort to find them again.

And then advise them all to take some self-defense lessons. Because really now.

Anyway, he'd been scouting the woods for a while now. Rifle in hand, quiet, listening. Watching. So far? No hint of anything. Maybe they were all involved in a cult, like Communism.

...

There was a clearing. There was a very large clearing. Ron could not remember seeing this clearing on any maps. But it was there. And it was full of people-- in various stages of dress (and that dress varied from the weird to the bizarre)-- sprawled across the grass.

"Definitely a cult."

He cleared his throat and backed away. They could deal with... their own business.

[ this is your post-BDE wake-up post! injuries sustained during the BDE can be kept or discarded at your leisure. ]

izzy-on-her-own.livejournal.com

Since going back to her room at the hotel probably wasn't the best idea after the detention raid, Isabel and some of the others had made there way to one of the safe spots in the warehouse district. It seemed the best place to lay low for the time being.

Since people still needed food, Isabel made a call to a sympathetic barista at the Perk and slipped out the door. Thirty minutes and one dead Madri later, she returned with two boxes of coffee and a bag of bagels. It wasn't much, but it was probably better then anyone that had been in detention had seen in a while.

"Who's hungry?"

[For former detainees & resistance types please]

Current Mood: determined

not-the-irs.livejournal.com

Now firmly under the control of Mr. White, the Auditors were becoming a little... more coordinated. They had found some of their powers failing that morning, which was terrifying, but then Mr. White had given them that look and they had given in to their bodies' apprehensiveness and scurried off.

Now...

"We must learn more," Mr. White crowed loudly. "Most of the humans are in there." He pointed at the school. "That is a fact."

The hundreds of Auditors gathered in front of him nodded meekly.

"So we must study it from the inside," he continued, "This is also a fact."

Another unanimous nodding session.

"Those inhabiting the town are also of interest," he added, "Which is also a fact."

More nodding.

"They have proven hostile so far. Also a fact. That means we can only conclude one thing."

He held up the axe. A good chunk of the Auditors held up their own weapons, mostly because they didn't want to be singled out for another experiment.

"CHARGE!" Mr. White yelled.

The throat protested. Interesting.

Seven hundred Auditors charged through the streets of Fandom.

[[ ocd up! Have at! Note that after this, all of Fandom besides the school and dorms is gone, so be sure to read the OCD. Also, if you need an excuse to get your character out of the affected areas, the Auditors are everywhere and they're going to be very hard to miss. ]]

bigdamnprincipal

For as long as Zoe could remember, she'd always had to be the solid one in any given group. When Wash had died, she'd known instantly that she couldn't let her emotions show in front of anyone but the ghost in her quarters. It was Mal's job to fly off the handle, to swear and shoot people, and it was her job to be a rock, and to bring him back to stability.

In Fandom, the situation was very much the same every time something terrible happened. Zoe knew that no matter how bad things got, she had to be strong, because falling apart in front of the students, or even the teachers, just wasn't an option.

Which, she supposed, made Anakin her Mal here, if only because imagining Deadpool in tight pants made Zoe's brain do things it oughtn't.

Cameron was gone. Her family was gone. Only Grace was left, and that was because Zoe wasn't letting her more than an arms length away. Her ~~handwavey~~ radio call for an emergency town hall meeting wasn't just about gathering information and rallying everyone together, although it was certainly damn time for that. Hopefully, it would provide a good head count for who was still left on the island. However many people came, it wouldn't be enough to make Zoe feel better, but maybe it would be a start.

[OCD is up! Have at it!]

sith_happened

Anakin came back from Connecticut with a new sense of purpose (and a deep hatred of the idiots who drove on I-95), several 2x4s, a hammer, and some paper.

A few minutes of banging later and Anakin had a giant bulletin board...thing.

In big bold letters he labeled one giant sheet of paper "CONFIRMED DISAPPEARANCES" and the other "RETURNING FANDOMITES."

He took a deep breath before scrawling information under the disappearances, then tacking up two dated photographs of the people in question on the blank area on the board he'd left for that purpose. For some reason it seemed vital that someone other than him remember what they looked like too.

He placed a piece of glass down over the sheets of paper (no use going to this much trouble if things would just get blown away or wet) and headed back to the trooper station to catch up on what he'd missed the last few days.

[OOC: And now we have an IC place to link to the information dropped characters and alumni are leaving in voicemails! Please hold for OCD.]

Current Mood: busy

bigdamnprincipal

Although the weekend was almost over, the esteemed alumni of Fandom High were not getting away without one last get-together. The park had been deemed too cold for the event, so the community center had been set up again with tasteful blue and yellow streamers and real flowers on the tables, although there might have been a few paper flowers still lying around from last night too.

There was plenty of food just waiting to be eaten, and if someone asked nicely, they might be able to acquire a drink or two as well. It was five o'clock somewhere.

fratboybitch.livejournal.com

Current Mood: excited

ihavenocodename.livejournal.com

Town Hall was all decked out in harvest theme with this being so close to Halloween and all. Pumpkins and squash and random corn! The corn, people! Think of the corn! But please, for the love of all that is holy, don't allow your children near it. Especially not the creepy gingers.

There was plenty of food and punch--not yet spiked--set to the side of the spacious room. Which left plenty of space for the general mulling about that kids were so fond of these days. Or dancing. And even the occasional dark bits in which to lurk. Have a fun homecoming, kiiiiids and remember to vote!

[[ Quick Links for when they're needed: Arrive and Mingle | Pictures | Foodnomnom | Dance Floor | Shadowy Corner | Chaperones | OOC ]]

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

Anders was just a little bit wibbly as he opened up tonight -- this was his first shift as a graduate, and no, none of that had sunk in yet.

His mortarboard had been beyond hope by the time the fight had ended yesterday, but he'd saved the tassel -- which was hanging over his left ear.

"One olive goes anywhere near that side of my head," he told Tino, "and I'm gonna start throwing cantaloupes."

[OOC: I am around, but slowish tonight owing to a Surprise Attack of Visiting Relatives. x.x]

not_in_the_book

Not far from where the Skeleton Tea had been held earlier in the day, there was a tent that had been erected, with thiny, gauzy material and bone-like poles. ~~Not dirty.~~ The lights were soft as the evening grew darker, casting a welcoming, yet vaguely spooky illumination on the proceedings.

The proceedings of PROM.

One side of the tent was open, backing against a grove of trees; there were a few lights among them, but for the most part they offered shadowy nooks for anyone who wished to be a bit apart from the main action. The rest of the tent was enclosed, save for the entrance, and the same skeletons who'd worked the Tea earlier were at the refreshments table, ready and willing to serve any students or chaperones who approached. At one end of the table was the ballot box for prom court voting.

The music was just getting started, and the dance floor was yet to fill up, but regardless, Fandom High Prom 2008 was underway!

[~~Wait for~~ OCD is up! Have fun, everyone!]

montecito-east.livejournal.com

Mary was looking suspiciously at the gingerbread Las Vegas. It appeared to be holding up well, but she was worried that Gunther had dragged this out just a little too far. "That gingerbread is probably kind of dried out by now," she pointed out. "By the time you're willing to let people eat it, it'll be stale."

Gunther simply ignored her.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Pot Roast
Cranberry Pear Tart with Gingerbread Crust

"You made a pot roast?" Mary asked Gunther in an accusatory tone. "I don't eat red meat, remember? What am I supposed to eat?"

Gunther simply handed her the remains of the gingerbread Stardust casino sign.

lovelylana.livejournal.com

After getting a ~~handwavey~~ call from Phoebe, Lana had agreed to meet her down at their old hangout. She wasn't really looking forward to this conversatio or trying to explain why she hadn't called Phoebe a week ago to let her know what was going on.

She sat out on her favorite rock and stared out at the ocean while she waited, trying not to think of the fact that this was where she and Jim had had their first date and spent so much incredible time together.

[For Phoebe]

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!]]

demonbelthazor

It was close to midnight when three people and two cats made their way slowly through town. Sure, Bel could've shimmered them directly from the dorms to California, but this gave them an excuse to linger a little longer.

When they reached the causeway, Bel and Phoebe set down their bags (well, Anders set down Phoebe's bags, because he wouldn't let her carry them herself). The cats sprawled on a patch of grass as the three of them stood there in silence for awhile.

[For

futurebucs_star and

future_visions. Last post for Bel and Phoebe, but goodbyes can still be said here.]

Current Mood: sad

sensethevisions

It was Phoebe's last shift at Caritas and she was feeling a bit mopey about it.

She wandered around the club, making sure everything was in its rightful place for the last time. She helped duct tape the zombies back together and she even hugged the leader.

Back behind the bar, she straightened things up, and she and Tino had a toast... or two.

Caritas is open.

sensethevisions

The zombie band was playing all kinds of different music. Their current selection?

"Ding Dong The Witch Is Dead!" They keep changing "Witch" to "Umbitch". Can't imagine where they might have gotten an idea for lyrics like those. No idea.

Phoebe and Tino looked like they might be having a drinking contest. Who could tell with the two of them.

Caritas is very definitely open.

[[OOC: Bouts of SP while I deal with OMG Migraine O Dooooooom]]

ETA: Lounge thread between Phoebe and Eve NFB.

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

sensethevisions

Was accidentally posted here

I blame being brain fried.

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.

dawn-bearer.livejournal.com

Lucifer was behind the bar this evening, waiting for a certain upset doctor to arrive for their usual get-together.

There might even be extra wine out for the occasion.

Musubi? Waiting for the entertainment to start.

sensethevisions

Phoebe was there to open Caritas and was perched on the end of the bar.

The zombies were playing protest songs.

Tino was way too amused.

[[OOC: Sorry so late. Was called away unavoidably.]]

sensethevisions

Phoebe was in a mood when she got to work. She was nice to the zombies and helped get them set up and then... she started writing something on a whiteboard she had brought in with her. When Tino saw what she had written, he laughed.

THURSDAY NIGHT SPECIAL!
If you have a roommate of the opposite gender, you get half off the price of your drinks!

She didn't think the boss would mind as she knew this plus the proclamations the temporary principal was making would get people to spend more money in here.

And she knew that making money was an excellent thing.

sensethevisions

Phoebe had heard the new principal making her announcement... and was sure there was going to be lots of drinking tonight.

She helped the zombies get ready and then was behind the bar.

[[OOC: I am in and out due to killer migraine. SP from Phoebe, otherwise please to be modding Tino if you need quicker service.]]

sensethevisions

Phoebe was a little more cheerful than she had been earlier, even if her leg was aching a bit. She had made sure to follow all of the instructions James had given her and was now helping Tino put the zombies back together.

Aftre that, she pulled a stool behind the bar and then went to unlock the doors.

Caritas was open.

fh-fillers.livejournal.com

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

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

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

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

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

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

sensethevisions

Phoebe had been trying to hide from the random soundtracks popping up all day. It wasn't going so well.

So taunt me and hurt me,
Deceive me, desert me,
I'm yours 'til I die,
So in love,
So in love,
So in love with you, my love, am I.

"Couldn't you have followed me around with a better damn song?" she demanded angrily.

So taunt me and hurt me,
Deceive me, desert me,
I'm yours 'til I die,
So in love,
So in love,
So in love with you, my love, am I.

She got the zombies put together and unlocked the doors. Once behind the the bar she looked at Tino.

"Quarters?"
"Can we pretend we're using quarters and just drink?"
"Good plan."

It was going to be an interesting night for the patrons of Caritas if this was how the two of them were starting out the shift.

Current Mood: annoyed

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Lana couldn't stay for practice. She'd been doing so well dealing with Jim being gone and Johnny's sweet overprotectiveness, but this was just too much. She had to just get away. So here she was, out on her favorite rock, just staring at the waves.

sensethevisions

Phoebe got to work early and helped put the zombies in their correct forms and helped tape them together as well.

"One of these days, one of you is going to lose a body part permanently, you know."

She cleaned up the bar and unlocked the doors.

Caritas was open.

demonbelthazor

Bel was busily trying to set things up for Anders's surprise birthday party. He'd ~~handwavily~~ picked up a cake earlier, along with a bunch of pizzas. Phoebe wasn't feeling very well, but she was supposed to bring Anders there at 7:30, or just send him down if she wasn't feeling up to it.

The Underworld wasn't big on parties. Bel was a little out of his element here.

[OCD ~~coming~~ is up!]

Current Mood: dorky

fh-anonymous.livejournal.com

In the morning, the event coordinators came to start setting up the park for today's event. They set up a bunch of extra benches and picnic tables for people to congregate at and marked off the run area to keep it clear for the participants. They also set up water stations along the race way just in case anybody needed them. This wasn't going to be a marathon, or even an actual race, but if anybody didn't want to stop running they might want the water.

The park was decorated with ribbons and bunting for the event. Mostly in teal. There were tables set up with ~~modable~~ picnic-type foods and a special table set up for a DJ to play music.

It wasn't long before the park was ready and waiting for people to come and participate and to cheer the runners on.

[[OOC: ~~Please wait for OCD.~~ OCD is ready to go. ~~It may be a little bit before you get a response in the second two threads, but feel free to talk to each other.~~

The monster thread is ready to go! If you arrive late, feel free to jump in there.

The finale has started (due to some player availability and mine as well). Feel free to help Rory sing badly.

And part two of the finale has kicked off. Aly and Rikku are heading the expulsion of the beasties.]]

sensethevisions

Phoebe was in a very cheerful mood as she moved around the club, straightening things out and talking to the zombie band.

She bounced around so much that Tino gave her funny looks -- which she just ignored or grinned at him about.

When everything was set up to her liking, she opened the doors.

Caritas was open.

Current Mood: bouncy

roadhousequeen.livejournal.com

Given the chance at an extra shift, Ellen was quite happy to come in Monday night as well.

She taped up the zombies and then slipped behind the bar, ready to take (drink) orders.

[OOC: Filling in for

carbontelepath and I'll be around today, but feel free to mod Tino if you prefer.]

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Lana hurried to the store after class and set everything out before opening up. Then she busied herself with straightening up and doing some cleaning before she let herself relax with a nice cup of tea.

sensethevisions

Phoebe helped tape the zombies to their correct parts and talked to them for a few moments about their music.

She was in a pretty cheerful mood and thought that today's workshop had gone pretty well... even with the interesting Arthurian discussion that Wyatt and Anders had segued into.

After making sure everything was in its proper place, Phoebe unlocked the doors.

Caritas was open.

[[OOC: SP is love as work and a major server being down for two days has killed me and my brain. Pings from Phoebe will happen, just slowly. If you need faster service, please mod Tino -- I need a Tino icon. :).]]

Current Mood: cheerful

sensethevisions

After a day that she had started out nervous about teaching her first workshop had ended in surprise to see her big sister Prue as her student, Phoebe was a little distracted as she got to work that night.

She got the zombies taped up and then took up a place behind the bar.

Maybe she could get Tino to play quarters with her again.

{{OOC: AFK for a few to run some errands. So SP or Mod Tino if in a hurry}}

sensethevisions

Phoebe spent twenty minutes playing "Connect The Parts" with the zombies. This seemed to amuse them to no end. Tino leaned against the bar and watched her with a bemused smile.

"Next time you guys do this to me, you are so not going to like where I connect your parts and with what," she threatened.

Caritas was open.

[[OOC: Bouts of slowplay due to ze migraine of doooom.]]

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris was only slightly wary of this whole 'family breakfast' thing. He knew it was a bad plan for Grams and Grandpa to be in the same place. And Mom was bringing Lindsey and would expect him and Wyatt to be nice. And Aunt Phoebe was bringing both of her boyfriends, which he could only imagine Grams and Grandpa would not be pleased about.

Hopefully the Perk would still be standing after this morning... which, given Fandom's track record lately... was probably even odds.

[ooc: Yes, there is going to be a dysfunctional Halliwell family breakfast at the Perk, but it's open for your own Perkly needs. Minor OCD to keep things neat.]

jarodpretends.livejournal.com

Jarod completely forgot it was Wednesday because he was so busy packing and getting ready to move. Or, really, to just give his things to someone--he hadn't figured out what to do with M yet, but it wasn't fair to her to make her homeless.

He ran in about an hour late, only to find that Tino and the zombies did fine without him.

Huh.

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

No matter what the weather was on the mainland, the weather over the Fandom had warmed up to a beautiful spring evening, just perfect for a night of dancing.

A large tent had been set up in the park and it glowed with the soft light of what seemed like a million small white lights. The path leading up to the tent crossed a small bridge and then split, one walkway leading up to the tent, the other leading to the pond where a small dock had been set up. Two gondolas were waiting to take anyone who wished to go on a ride around the pond.

Inside the tent, numerous colorful backdrops made it seem like the students had been transported to Saint Mark's Square. The only thing missing were the pigeons.

Off to one side stood a table with a box for the final votes for the Prom Court.

It was time for Prom 2007.

[OOC: Up early for Slow-play. ~~Please wait for the extensive OCD.~~ Have at it!]

absolutesnark

After checking on Cally to make sure she was okay, Piper headed to The Perk to meet with Phoebe. Since she was in town, she might as well attempt to talk to her sister again. The silent treatment was starting to get old.

She ordered some coffee, found a table, and waited.

[ooc: open for all perk needs; Piper's only in town today, so if anyone wants to talk to her, this is the place to do so, especially certain fake family members. :)]

sensethevisions

Phoebe was feeling a little bit better (thanks to the attentions of her boyfriend and the medicines he kept thoughtfuly bringing her) by Thursday, so she was more than happy to show up for her shift at Caritas. She was looking forward to seeing the new students that had arrived and meet some of them, as well. The only cloud on her mood came from thinking about the phoen call she had received earlier from Aziraphale. She hadn't been listening to the radio lately, so she hadn't known that her big brother was ill. As she cleaned up tables and the bar, she decided that after she closed tonight, she would head over to the clinic and sit with him for awhile.

First, however...

She made her way to the stage and helped put the drummer back together. "I don't think I want to know what you were doing to end up like this," she muttered as she finished putting his pieces in order.

She shook her head and headed to the bar after unlocking the door.

Caritas was now open for the evening.

[[OOC: Posted early by request.]]

Current Mood: chipper

absolutesnark

Piper was very grateful when Weevil opened Caritas extra early so she could decorate and set up for Veronica's surprise party.

She was also relieved when Tino informed her that Veronica would be late. Not that she was going to have to work anyway. It's her birthday party after all.

[~~please wait for~~ ocd threads are up, yay!; comment notification is off. Ping me in the ooc thread if you need anything. :)]

marsheadtilt.livejournal.com

Veronica was still running on nerves and caffeine when she got to work. She was grateful to see Tino was back from wherever he'd been, though he snorted at her when she asked if he'd had a nice vacation.

Aaron hadn't appeared to her again since Anakin chased him off. She was hoping that was a good sign, even though Piper hadn't been able to help her.

[ETA: Since I've heard that a number of people are showing up tonight, I'm turning off notifications. If I miss a ping where you need me, let me know on AIM (veronicamarsFH) or in the OOC thread.]

dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com

Weevil had returned to Fandom a few days ago. It's definitely good to be back after spending a week in Neptune. And he's glad to see the zombie band back as well. He notices Tino seemed to be missing, though. He just shakes his head in amusement.

Caritas is open.

burger-boy-luke.livejournal.com

After yesterday, Luke realized that he needed reinforcements. He still hadn't exactly told Lorelai the truth about where all the small children had come from because he didn't need her totally freaking out over Rory and all the kids he had seen yesterday seemed perfectly fine.

But with it being his turn to host the Sunday Brunch, he wasn't taking any chances on dealing with all those small people alone, so Lorelai was with him, setting up an arts & crafts center in one corner of the diner.

The Menu Board

Omelet Station (with all the *handwavy* fixings)
Pancakes - regular, blueberry & chocolate chip
Belgian Waffles
Scrambled Eggs
Home Fries
Fresh Fruit
An assortment of muffins, donuts, and bagels
Coffee, Tea, Milk, Juice

( OOC )

dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com

Weevil is completely unaware that there are wee!students running around. This could possibly end in tears.

threeweapons.livejournal.com

The music is playing, the City Hall is still aglow, and some of the streamers are still up. The DVD players are still projecting 3D images of the cities. And streamers, glitter, candles, balloons, and lights are everywhere, including the students.

[ooc: Post is currently ~~closed.~~ open. ~~Wait for the music though.~~ We are good to go! Move at your own pace through the two posts and have fun!]

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If your character is a new business owner, please use the New Business Form to give us your information, and we'll create an entry for the business.

---       All Businesses
---       NPC-owned
---       Completely NPC

In-Character Comms

School and Grounds
---       Fandom High School
---       Staff Lounge
---       TA Lounge
---       Student Dorms

Around the Island
---       Fandom Town
---       Fandom Clinic

Communications
---       Radio News Recaps
---       Student Newspaper
---       IC Social Media Posts

Off-Island Travel
---       FH Trips

Once Upon a Time...
---       FH Wishverse AU

Out-of-Character Comms

---       Main OOC Comm
---       Plot Development
---       OOC-but-IC Fun

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Disclaimer

Fandom High is a not-for-profit text-based game/group writing exercise, featuring fictional characters and settings from a variety of creators, used without permission but for entertainment purposes only.

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