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craftyladyparts.livejournal.com

It was the last day of the reunion and Jessica figured she needed to take a moment alone. Get some solitude, a place to be with her thoughts for a little bit, in a quiet place. The beach would work. Have some white noise from the water, what could possibly be more relaxing.

When she got there, food was already on the grill, the volleyball net was set up, and a pig was sitting next to a spit, eating from a trough. There had to be a story there. And wait, who started grilling food on a beach only to leave it, and a pig? If this was Fandom magic, it was really weird Fandom magic.

Anyway, alone-time apparently wasn't happening. She could settle for some BBQ as long as she avoided anything that might have come from that pig's family.

The Impromptu Labor Day Beach Cookout was on!

makemyownway.livejournal.com

Like so many weekends before it, the calm of a September Saturday morning was interrupted by the unscheduled opening of a portal in the park. This one sprang to life in a blaze of blue and gold and a burst of glitter before settling into something more stable.

The first to flood out were a score of squirrels, followed by some alots, a few teal deer, and some gremlins who had left Fandom to seek their fortune through biting. Then humans, humanoids, and those we never asked about too closely came through the portal.

Welcome back to Fandom, alums! Even if you hadn't planned on being here this weekend!

[OOC: Feel free to establish your folks coming through if they aren't taking alternative methods to arrive! HAPPY TENTH ANNIVERSARY, FANDOM! Come hang out in the IM chatroom gogremlins if you have time to kill and want to catch up/squee/find out what people have done IRL over ten years...]

imafuturist

So, there were two other Tony Starks in town for the weekend. The only person in the shop who wasn't surprised by that was JARVIS, it would seem. Seeing as how he was one program tweaked by all three of them over the years.

"Okay, how about we get some ground rules about touch each other's things?" Tony suggested.

The Tony his age responded with an eyeroll and a, "You know, I owned this place first."

The baby Tony with, "He's worried his suit won't live up to expectations."

And what followed was an aggressive engineering session.

[OCD free and open!]

all4thewookiees.livejournal.com

Jolee and Tino were stocking plenty of clean glasses behind the bar. This weekend meant family. Family meant drinking. It was a fact of life. It's part of the reason why Jolee never bothered with a family after breaking from the Jedi: he preferred sobriety.

The preparations ended when the door opened and Jolee felt an all-too familiar presence. "I'm sorry, Tino, but it looks like you're on your own tonight," he said, turning to face Revan. "We'll be in the lounge if you need me for anything."

[OOC: I'm totally cheating and making this a mod Tino night. As stated above, Jolee will be in the lounge if anyone wants to talk to him specifically.]

nugents-shirt.livejournal.com

Rusty unpacked the belongings he brought with him and hoped that Reuben had already shipped the rest of his belongings.

Once he felt relatively settled, he decided to go and read through the paperwork the last owner left him. Some of the apartment descriptions made him seriously question this new investment.

[open for any tenants who want to meet the ~~over~~ landlord, anyone who happens to be wandering by or anyone that needs an apartment. There are currently ~~two~~ no vacancies.]

stupid-toasters.livejournal.com

After his library shift, Lee decided to walk through town for no other reason than he didn't feel like going back to the dorms right yet. He made a stop in the park, tilting his head up towards the sky and shutting his eyes

( And he meets someone unexpected... )

[Preplayed with...myself. Lee's still in the park should anyone wish to chat and the park is totally open for other things as well!]

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

GOB opened the bar after skipping last night - because, come on, who's coming into the bar on Homecoming night? - and noticed some hostility.

Dalton wanted a drink. Tino refused to give him one because he was apparently "too pretty." Dalton asked nicely. Tino threw a drink in Dalton's face. Dalton asked to step outside. Tino threw the glass, ripping Dalton's shirt. Dalton asked to step outside PLEASE. Tino slid across the bar and tried to kick Dalton. Dalton KICKED TINO'S ASS.

That's why GOB was alone behind the bar tonight. He was pleased to see somebody finally get punched by his bouncer.

[OOC: I am around. If anyone would like to brawl, tonight is the last night it'll be possible. Dalton will, of course, stop you after a few blows. Unless you want to fight Dalton. Then he'll stop you with a few blows from him. Not dirty.

Also, just a reminder, we're still looking for someone to take over on Saturdays. ~~At this point I'll open it to existing characters, townie, teacher, or student, but preferably adult.~~ Changed my mind. Back to just new characters. *is fickle*]

carter-i-am.livejournal.com

Sam was dressed for a run around the island, too used to the every day workouts to give it up just because she was back where the terrain was familiar and occasionally full of teal deer.

But first, some math, a brownie, and a huge cup of coffee. Or two.

[ooc: Sam's here, but it's also open for other people who don't want to talk to her.]

Current Mood: cheerful

moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com

Mary had told her that it might be busy today with the alumni's arriving for homecoming. River had put a plate with cookies on the desk for visitors, to make it feel more welcoming. She had also discovered the fascinating world of savoury muffins, not that sweet and savoury was a distinction she found of major importance..

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Tuna and mayonaise muffins
Scampi and cranberry sauce muffins
Mint and artichoke muffins

The Arms Hotel is open.

Current Mood: chipper

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]

anextimeagent.livejournal.com

The walk from dorms to cove had been quiet.

Jack was curiously reluctant to talk, and as they reached the cove, he set his packs down on the ground and gazed out over the ocean.

Not long now. "We're here."

[ooc: locked to Sam and Cedric, please. ETA: And Jack's gone from Fandom. *sniffles* I had a wonderful time while he was here, and thank you everyone who made him so much damn fun to play!]

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory had been in the park for a good chunk of the afternoon, setting things up ~~through the power of her wavy, wavy hands~~. There were white cloth-covered tables with red bouquets as centerpieces, and chairs for sitting, food for eating (including a cake that had been sent earlier that afternoon, courtesy of a certain undead-type in Los Angeles), and tiny white lights strung up through the trees, as well as some tasteful and simple white and red chintz wrapped around the trunks.

If it looked like another engagement party Rory had once attended (but with a different color scheme), well, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.

[~~please to be waiting for OCD.~~ OCD IS UP. Open to all! Yes, posted crazy early because my schedule sucks. Cake is courtesy of

notstakedyet, who obviously couldn't physically be here himself but sent something along anyway. :)]

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Peter was having a healthy lunch of a donut and a coffee while using his laptop to type an email to his brother.

Nathan,

No way am I coming home this summer. I'm learning too much about my powers WHICH WE DO HAVE SO STOP MAKING THAT FACE AT ME.

~~Also for some reason I feel like I'm going to get molested by a lot of people today.~~

Peter sipped his coffee and pondered what else to write.

[open!]

Current Mood: quixotic

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

The music is playing, the glitter is everywhere and outside the tent, the gondoliers are occasionally bursting into song.

Prom 2007 continues!

[~~please wait for OCD!~~ Have fun!!!!]

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!]

can_be_more

The Prowler, the X-wing and the TIE are joined in their return by a Leviathan transport pod. Somehow when picking a ship to steal, it allowed everyone to not have to cram uncomfortably into fighter ships, and it was something she already knew how to fly. She would have rathered fly the Prowler in after all of that, but she'd also rather they not all die because someone had to figure out how to fly something.

She lets everyone park the ships where they belong with a message over comms to meet at the junkyard if they felt the need. It isn't that she wants to talk, exactly, but she feels the need to check and make sure people are okay.

As soon as she's landed, not far from the Prowler, Aeryn lets the doors open so everyone can leave if they so wished, and then stepped outside herself.

[Mainly for John, Peter Parker, Isabel, Sam and Luke, though it is a public area. Ping in if you're around/want to, if not, yay handwaved exit/thank you! Also, if you didn't want to end up squished this trip, you can say you were in the transport pod.]

Current Mood: omg home yay

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!]

threeweapons.livejournal.com

City Hall is aglow with the light from the torches. Streamers in blue and yellow line the way for students towards the ballroom. Inside, hangings and other decorations represent the Lost Cities. A working volcano stands in Krakatoa's corner. Seven DVD players are projecting 3D images of the cities as well. And streamers, glitter, candles, balloons, and lights are everywhere.

Prom has begun.

[ooc: ~~Wait for the OCD threads or suffer my wrath. Done! But please wait for the music threads to go up before dancing.~~ Prom II will be going up ~~in about two hours.~~ Later.]

manofthemullet.livejournal.com

Mac sits on a chair with his feet propped up. Mullet flowing in the night breeze.

Shot glasses are lined up and filled.

"Hey kids. First five shots are free!"

*Points at jugs*

Half gallon will cost you Ten.

*Points at bottles*

Bottles will cost ya five.

*Points at Jello shots*

Jello shots are a buck a jiggle.

lisacuddy.livejournal.com

After a particularly interesting explosion at Science Club,

lisacuddy and

notcalledlizzie decide to drop into a bar in town to grab a few drinks and unwind.

They sit at the bar and begin to chat together, although they would never turn down a free drink.

pubkeeper.livejournal.com

Spike's Pub

Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays got Open Mic Night, nine 'til midnight or whenever the hell I decide the entertainment's startin' to piss me off.

Thursdays, we got half off pints, and all sorts o' nancyboy coffee drinks're half off all day Saturday.

No cover with student ID, welcome sixteen and up, but under twenty-one, you get your hand bloody well stamped ~~though I don't give a sod if you try to pass a fake driving licence 'cross the bar~~.

That's 'bout it, I s'pose. Though we got no sodding top forty bollocks in the jukebox, right?

Cheers,
William the Bloody
Owner, Spike's Pub

Current Mood: busy

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Entries tagged with sam carter

Impromptu Labor Day Beach Cookout, The Beach, Monday afternoon

The Park over by the Belthazor Commemorative Ditch [Saturday, September 5, 2015, dawn]

Stark Industries, Saturday

Caritas - Friday evening [Open]

MCA Lobby - Tuesday Evening

Park [Sunday Evening]

Caritas - Saturday evening [Open]

The Perk, Saturday Morning

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Friday

Friday Evening: Town Hall: Homecoming (8pm - 10pm)

Selkie Cove: Sunday, just after six am

[The Park, Thursday evening] John and Aeryn's engagement party!

JGOB, Tuesday lunchtime

The Park, Saturday Night (Prom Part 2)

The Park, Saturday Night

Imperial Junkyard, noonish

Fandom HIgh Prom - Part II

Fandom High Prom - Part I

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Two Girls Walk Into a Bar...

business opening

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