[identity profile] not-a-mused.livejournal.com
Already, it had been a very odd day for Hermaphroditus Sparkles, and that was saying a lot, living the life he did. He knew it would be better come this evening, when he would go out and shine in his element, but, for now, there was drifting in the park, contemplating the letter in his hand that was addressed to his birth name, that lost little girl Calliope Stephanides.

Finally, though, a bit away from the duck pond, where the careless fowl went about their careless lives, he took a seat at the bench and pulled out the letter, which he'd already read countless times:

Honey mou... )

Reading through it again, Hermaphroditus still felt a catch in his throat; he let out a gasp of a sob and held the letter tightly to his tissue-enhanced breast. Oh, yia yia! But somehow...somehow...it was like he'd known all along.


[[ yeeeeaaaaah, i don't know. OPEN, though! ]]
[identity profile] idontlooktired.livejournal.com
It was the Grads' Brunch in the park today, as the brightly coloured banner -- CONGRATULATIONS, CLASS OF 2008! -- indicated.

There were lots of tables and chairs set up in the park, under sails for shade, and long tables groaning under the weight of the food and drink. Not just traditional moddable brunch foods, but a wide selection of also moddable greek dishes and delicacies.

Coffees, teas, punch, juices and softdrink were only some of the also also moddable are you sensing a theme here? wide range of drinks.

Music played quietly in the background, the speakers hanging from the trees, and bocce ball and croquet had been set up. There was even space for dancing, a hard floor having been laid over the grass between the trees.

It may be the Grads' Brunch, but everyone was welcome! Come and congratulate the class of 2008!

[ooc: What it says up there! This is a picnic to celebrate the 2008 graduates and their guests, but it's open to all of Fandom.
Plz wait for OCD
OCD? We has it.]
[identity profile] justmisplaced.livejournal.com
After the brunch, and a bit of town sightseeing, Shawn and Danny found their way to The Perk for coffee.

Things between the brothers hadn't really been right for years, but so far this weekend, they'd actually managed to get along for the most part. That couldn't last, really, could it?

Danny finally broke the quiet they'd fallen into. "You know, they give out promicin shots now?" )

Shawn watched him leave, before dropping his gaze to his coffee. How long he could put his brother off, he wasn't sure, but this was the best he could do.

[[Post is open, Danny may have left, but Shawn is still around.]]
[identity profile] montecito-east.livejournal.com

Today, the hotel had a brunch buffet set up. Mary figured that the guests would need to be prepared to face whatever happened at graduation.

Besides, it was was an excuse to nag Gunther until he made some hash browns just for her.


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[personal profile] 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!]
[identity profile] neverfaithful.livejournal.com
Best thing about the week after Easter: cheap Easter candy. Faith had stocked up a few days ago, and even brought some into work with her. If you asked nicely, she just might share.

Caritas was open.
[identity profile] fh-fillers.livejournal.com
Spotters went out early in the morning, to pin down the location of the angels -- and keep them pinned down.

As the sun crept higher, the relay teams were sent out, each taking a place along their route.


[ooc:
Please wait for
OCD is up; see the OOC note for how this will work. ETA: fhchat is available for questions and coordination if you want to hop on in!]
[identity profile] multi-madrox.livejournal.com
Anyone leaving a certain class would probably notice a trail of clothing going from the school to the park.

Anyone at the park wouldn't be looking at the trail of clothes however. They'd be staring at the horde of naked Jamies who are jumping up and down and trying to stay warm.

And in front of the group of dupes (and any classmates who might have joined him) was another Jamie Madrox deliving a rousing speech.

"No! This isn't just an excuse to run around naked in the cold! This isn't just a naked mutiny! This isn't just an excuse to-"

"Shut up dude! It's cold out!"

"It's for an easy A! RUN! RUN MY NAKED FRIENDS! RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!"

And thus anyone in the park right now would probably be run down by a horde of naked Jamies. (And again anyone from class who would like to join him.)


[ooc: It's all [livejournal.com profile] suit_of_awesome's fault. Feel free to join in or gawk. ETA: And now with OCD!]
[identity profile] southernbender.livejournal.com
Katara was almost completely unconscious in a cot but the Town Hall's makeshift hospital was ticking over like a well-oiled machine.  Even as volunteers and doctors grew more and more tired, their dedication still won out as each patient was tended to carefully.

[OOC:  And this is the last hospilinic post!  The researchers are very close to a cure which will be administered over the course of the evening (IG and OOC).  Please do be sure to ping in your sickies so they can get cured!]
[identity profile] sexydoctor.livejournal.com
Christian hated feeling this helpless. The number of patients were growing, and nothing was relieving their symptoms. Even the kids with their magic mumbo jumbo could only bring fevers down for a short time.

He didn't want to admit defeat, but things were not looking good.


[ooc: Wait for the OCD! May take a few minutes as we have another space on the floral T-day bingo card. And, also, the huge pile of sick people. OCD is up, you may commence being ill.]
[identity profile] 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!]
[identity profile] dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com
Wilson had gotten a briefing from Troy before coming in today and had already shut down his OMGWTFPlllllaaaggggguuuuueee response in favor of being able to actually function as a doctor.

Slipping a mask over his mouth almost immediately, he grabbed up charts and began to walk through the cots, getting an update on everyone's status. Next up would be making sure the volunteers were organized and that people who were sitting bedside vigil were taking care of themselves and not starting to show symptoms

[ooc: OCDS will be coming presently are up, you may now continue to enjoy your plague.]
[personal profile] blessed_twice
Wyatt had been prepared for the sight of several flu victims, but he didn't expect it to be this bad. He counted at least 15 beds, and who knew if the people tending to them would get sick as well. He conferred briefly with Dr. Troy to find out what procedures they had in place, grabbed a mask, and got to work.


[ooc: Christian modded without permission! I will be AFK for an hour and a half or so, so clinic volunteers, please keep an eye on patients and new arrivals if you don't mind. I should be back by 8:00 PM EST at the latest, and you can ping me on AIM as Chaos of Passion or belthazor FH or via email (kajivar@gmail). OCD forthcoming is up! Now in the correct comm!]
[identity profile] sexydoctor.livejournal.com
Christian came in early to the clinic and found his patients had doubled overnight and were starting to be stacked up like cordwood in the exam rooms. He definitely was going to have to make use of town hall. After a few handwavey phone calls to get things officially set up, he and the nurses transfered the patients over to the makeshift hospital. Fortunately, town hall was almost directly behind the clinic, so it was a short trip. Cots were obtained and set up around the large room in anticipation of more patients.

The mayor didn't seem to be around, but Christian left handwavey messages for Principle Washburn and Sheriff Mustang about the situation. They were definitely going to have to establish a quarantine. This was spreading like wildfire. He would insist that anyone tending to the patients was going to have to wear masks and gloves.


[ooc: Patients modded without permission, because they are in no condition to resist, muhahaha. Volunteers, feel free to tend to patients as they ping in. OCD coming has arrived!

Second verse, same as the first. May be SP at times, particularly between 9:30 AM EST - 11:00 AM EST, if work gets crazy and I start drowning in Thanksgiving floral arrangements. But I am around -- you can also ping me on AIM as Chaos of Passion or via email (kajivar@gmail).]
[identity profile] 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]
[identity profile] justmisplaced.livejournal.com
Shawn hadn't really come up with much in the way of a concrete plan for this date of his, and he was pretty sure that Summer knew it. He had a plan, of course, just... not in the traditional sense.

He led her down from the gates of the school, and stopped dead. "Okay. We're here," he said.


[[ooc: Shawn's here for [livejournal.com profile] snarkyprincess obviously, but the post is open if you have any... street-like needs. Go on, give them something to wave/boggle at while they're walking around.]]
[identity profile] walks-two-paths.livejournal.com
Savannah got to the store early for her first day of work.

She let herself in with the key and wandered the store to make sure that everything looked alright and was in the proper place.

With a grin, she flipped the sign to "Open" and set herself up behind the counter.
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[personal profile] absolutesnark
"This is where I get all my caffeinated goodness," Summer explained to Pancakes as they walked into the Perk.

Pancakes grinned. "What should I get?"

"Whatever you want," Summer replied. She had her dad's credit card after all. "I'm gonna get a caramel macchiato."

"I'll have one of those, too," Pancakes decided. Summer nodded, ordered their drinks, and wandered back over with two caffeinated beverages.

"It's good," Pancakes said after taking a sip. "When do I get to talk to Shawn?"

"He'll be here soon, I think. I left him a message to meet us," Summer said, taking a sip.

Pancakes smiled brightly. "I want to thank him for purchasing me for you."

Summer nearly choked on her macchiato. Pancakes certainly didn't mean to make it sound like Shawn purchased a hooker. Really.

"Are you all right, Summer?" Pancakes asked, her voice full of concern.

"Yep, fine. All good," she said quickly. "Enjoy your caffeine."


[ooc: Summer and Pancakes are here for Shawn, but anyone else is welcome to chat with them. Or use this for your own Perk needs. :)]
[identity profile] chchch-hahaha.livejournal.com
There was a killer in the woods. A killer that mere force nor fire could stop.

But Fandom had banded together, like it always did. And unlike Cylons, they had a plan.

[ooc: Massive OCD going up, please hold. OCD Ready! And this will be SPed for great justice and the amount of people involved and their timezones. And yes, this is going up before the post of actual IC attack organization has. Woo.]
[identity profile] 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!]
[identity profile] burger-boy-luke.livejournal.com
The diner was open and Luke was cooking.



[ooc: no ocd, mod your food & npc servers, thanks!]
[identity profile] narglette.livejournal.com
Wonka's was decorated with garlands of autumn leaves and other seasonal bits all around, making for a rather cheery environment.

The usual set up the store had been swapped out for plenty of tables and chairs, and room to mingle. There were a few tables set up just outside the shop as well.

Luna waved to some regulars as she tied on an apron over her robes and opened the shop. If the shop seemed roomier inside, well, perhaps maybe it was (but she wasn't saying anything).

Through the open doors wafted the glorious smells of a tempting brunch for all.

[ooc: Open! ETA: I'm going AFK for a bit, will pick up ping when I return!]
[identity profile] kitty--fetish.livejournal.com
By some miracle of the heavens above, Alphonse was not on the school grounds, but probably because he was trying to avoid it. Avoiding was good, because he was pretty sure last night's events would easily spill into today's as well if he was easily found.

No one would expect him out here. Really.

Alphonse normally didn't drink much coffee, but at least he knew the stuff was pretty good. So, caffeinated drinks it was.

[ ooc: open for poking and all your drinkable coffeestuffs needs. ]

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