Infinite Consortium, Monday

Sep. 15th, 2025 02:51 am
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Liliana looked at the packing slip in her hand, and then down at the artifact in the crate, then back to her hand. Her packing slip stated state Bear-Trap, One (1): Condition - Used. Inside the crate was, in fact, Bear-Trap, One (1): Condition - Used, but she was fairly certain it wasn't supposed to be growling. But, she was pretty sure that was a growling noise she'd heard and that it was coming from the crate. Visually, however, the trap just sat there on the bottom of the crate, yawning wide, waiting for her to come pick it up. "Mmmhmm. I wasn't born yesterday." She could feel the black mana radiating from it, accompanied by a kind of lurking malevolence.

On the (incredibly unlikely) chance she was wrong, she went and fetched the pushbroom from the utilities closet, lowering the handle towards the center of the trap. The tip hadn't even poked the plate before the trap was snapping shut again, over and over until she was able to whack it against the side of the crate hard enough to make it let go. Ruse destroyed, the trap sat there gnashed its metal teeth at her, promising violence.

"An ambush chair is amusing, an ambush bear trap, less so," Liliana informed it. "So no, I don't think so." The clanging started in earnest as she replaced the top on the crate and retreated to her desk to figure out what to do with it. It wasn't a creature, so she couldn't kill it, and she couldn't disenchant the damn thing. That was white mana. "Of all the days to not be my younger self," she muttered, ignoring the muffled clanging from the crate.

Right, she was going to reply to the text from Nikodemus asking a few more clarifying questions about the Chain Veil...and also asking if he wanted an enchanted, semi-sentient, murderous bear trap. Who knew? Maybe he would!

Fandom Radio- Monday, September 15

Sep. 14th, 2025 10:09 pm
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Good morning, everyone. Hopefully you all had fun on the dates, and I'm not going to say anything like "maybe that's why it's so quiet today," myself, but the squirrels did in fact write that down.

Just a couple notes, with Pam doing some weeding in the garden at Pick Your Poison, and Stark doing some birdwatching at the park.

And that's it. At least I got the squirrels to come to me this time. Hopefully they do the same next week, with more notes.

The Park, Sunday Afternoon

Sep. 14th, 2025 01:57 pm
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It was a good day to be outside. The island wasn't doing anything outrageous. The weather was lovely. There was no one Stark needed to hide from or avoid, that he knew of.

So he'd gone for a walk around stopped off for an iced coffee and a snack and then gone to a bench in the park to watch the birds at the pond and whatever else he might see.

It would have been a good day, he thought, for walking with a dog. He ought to go and see Prompto again soon at the shelter.

For now he had his own thoughts for company. That would be enough if no one else ended up in the park today but he hoped for someone to talk to who wasn't himself.


[open park is, of course, open]

Fandom Radio - Sunday (9/14)

Sep. 14th, 2025 10:48 am
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You'd think the squirrels would let me sleep in after yesterday night, but no. Of course not. At least I have a coffee for this.

There was the usual level of professionalism at Over Easy about the strange things that happen here. The big event of yesterday was, of course, Three Minute Dates. And hopefully everyone enjoyed themselves. After the events at the bar, people could meet up for more conversation. Like Ignis and Liliana who of course flirted once they were together again. Arden and Erasmus talked about Beaker before he had to leave after not feeling so well. Hopefully he's better now. Lana and Jaina talked about politics back home, comparing them. Rey and Adrian shared a drink as well as what drink orders would hopefully get them out of a bad date quickly.

Hopefully everyone at the very least had some fun even if there weren't any new dates to follow. Have a good one, I'm getting back to bed.

Pick Your Poison, Sunday

Sep. 14th, 2025 09:08 am
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The pain came in waves. Sometimes she'd spend most of a day feeling nothing; the next, she'd find herself in Harley's bed for hours longer than she anticipated.

It was frustrating. It made her angry. And with that anger came the urge to defy it-- and so Pam found herself back here again on a Sunday, her side stinging harshly. Weeding the Pick Your Poison garden.

She'd even opened the door, even though she intended to spend much of the day upstairs in the lab.

[[ open ]]

Caritas- Saturday night after 8:15 pm

Sep. 13th, 2025 10:55 am
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The dates were over, the glitter was still there, the glitter lived with you now, and the night was still young. So maybe people wanted to hang at the bar for a little while. Maybe you wanted to take the date further, or maybe you just wanted to gossip or catch up with people you weren't matched with!

Either way the specials still told a story.

SPECIALS
French Kiss
Love Potion
New Friend
Panties Unleashed
Love Blossoms mocktail

Over Easy, Saturday

Sep. 13th, 2025 10:39 am
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Well, most of the glitter was gone. Raiden would take it.

"Let's keep it nice and calm today, folks. Nothing dramatic."

"No giant gummy bears made out of mayo," one of the kitchen staff muttered, and a waiter protested,

"I thought we agreed not to ever mention that again."

Specials
Quiche Lorraine
Goat Cheese Scrambled Eggs with Pesto Veggies
Pumpkin Shortcakes with Cinnamon Apples & Maple Whipped Cream


That last one was definitely someone trying to manifest Full Autumn.

Over Easy is open!

Fandom Radio, Saturday, September 13

Sep. 13th, 2025 10:22 am
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Good morning, everyone! It is I, Miss Lydia Bennet, fresh off a whole week of not having hooves or being chased by some horrible thing and here to bring you the news!

We will begin with the school, where Driver's Education practised in 'bumper cars,' whatever those are, whilst Weather & Storms learned about the small things that can have greater effects on our weather.

I've no notes for the dormitory, but a few for the town. Let's see...ah! There was an issue with banana peels at the Trooper Station, which led to Mr. Grant slipping when he brought Detective Watts his luncheon. The squirrels report he is uninjured. Miss Eleanor was consulting the cards at Plant Parenthood, and Needful Things remains reopen for business, and Dr. Quinn was learning to juggle with spoons. I must stop by there sometime to see what sort of lovely things they have.

And that is the end of my notes, so with that, dear listeners, I shall leave you and be off for a cup of tea. Farewell!
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Were you tired of glitter yet? Because the banner above the stage reading "WELCOME TO THREE MINUTE DATES" was covered in it. Which meant the stage was covered in a fine mist of them. Which meant there was probably some of the tables. And the bar. Not the drinks, though, they kept up with standards.

And a few minutes before 8:00, Kitty took to the stage.

"Welcome again to Three Minute Dates!" she greeted them. "If you haven't done this before, the tiles are simple. Every three minutes, we'll read off pairs of names. You sit down with them, get to know them for three minutes, and when the gong bongs, you'll move on to your next march. After five dates, if you want to talk to anyone more, hang around and chat for a while. Ready? You've got a couple minutes to sign up, then we're gonna get going."


[OCD is up! Post dates bar post will go up in the morning!
Before the dates | Round One | Round Two | Round Three | Round Four | Round Five | OOC | Post dates bar
]

Needful Things; Friday

Sep. 12th, 2025 01:25 pm
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The WE ARE RE-OPEN !!! sign remained in the Needful Things window. Odds were great it would still be there in the following week, unless it happened to fall off on its own, but at least it was still sort of relevant for now.

Also, Harley was inside, trying to juggle with antique spoons.

Don't ask.

(open! I remember what day it is, I swear)
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Good morning, everyone, Steve Rogers here with the news of yesterday. In classes, Tony and I re-learned how much easier baking is when you have thumbs. Our students made cookies! Raiden's Food Adventures explored New Orleans. Arden presented Erarmus with a sweet tea snoball and a rundown on school trips before they confused each other talking about djinn, which I'm definitely pronouncing incorrectly, and Illyana wanted to know if Arden needed to-go bags for hauling souvenirs back to Fandom. Liliana did introductions now that no one looked like a pony, then did short term and long-term planning for zombie invasions. Liliana then held office hours, with Erasmus coming by to get her phone number so that his father could call--sounds dire--and Ignis coming by with lunch from New Orleans, which sounds delicious.

In town, the museum was open and so was the Photo Hut and Pixie Dust. The Devil's Nest was featuring cyser, and Supper Club went out for German, but the conversations mostly revolved around how great it was to have thumbs.

And that's everything! Enjoy your weekend, especially if you're doing the Three Minute Dates tomorrow night.
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The students would once again find themselves in the classroom in the danger shop, with the storm still raging outside. This time, a map was projected on the whiteboard.

"There is a saying," Thor began. "'Off the coast of' whichever country you like, China is often used, 'a butterfly flaps its wings. On the other side of the world, there is a mighty hurricane.' It is meant to show cause and effect, how everything is interconnected and a small action may lead to tremendous consequences. It is also, to a certain extent, true."

He picked Mjolnir up off the desk, flipped it in the air and caught it reversed, so that he could use the handle to point to the orange blob on the map. "Scientists are currently monitoring this tropical wave, a collection of disorganized rain showers and thunderstorms, off the coast of Africa. Due to warm ocean temperatures and other conditions, they estimate there is a forty percent chance it will come together into a cyclone in the next week, a tropical depression which may then become a tropical storm, which may then become a mighty hurricane--or it may not. This season has been unusually quiet so far." Knock on wood. "And why is that?"

Thor pointed Mjolnir's handle at Africa on the map. "Among other reasons, dust. Windstorms in the vast Sahara desert have blown dust out over the seas, and when they meet these tropical waves, the dust weighs them down and chokes them out. A mighty storm, a great devastation...undone by a grain of sand." Thor considered the map for another moment, then turned to his students. "If you have any thoughts on this, I would be interested to hear them."

Plant Parenthood; Friday [09/12].

Sep. 12th, 2025 09:17 am
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Eleanor had been distracted and thoughtful ever since her conversation with Erasmus on Wednesday, her mind an absolute whirlwind of thought on whether or not he'd be able to help her with Rhys. The way he described it to her, it sounded like what he did might be more in line for what she needed than what Miss Vess did, and it was most exciting and nervewracking having this new prospect. She could be wrong, of course. She was usually wrong about things, and she was trying to figure out how to explain it to him without having to reveal too much. The idea of explaining what she was to someone she barely even knew was a harrowing prospect, but she also owed it to Rhys, to Luma, to her entire family, to try everything she possibly could to right the wrongs she'd done.

(Everything that happened was because you were trying to help, though)

That thought, she shoved back behind the others. Maybe it wouldn't even be a big deal to Erasmus, anyway. It's so nice to meet someone from a world that's at least kind of like mine, he'd said, so maybe he'd understand....

It was hard to focus on work. And even though her grandmother had always told her that magic really was at least half just figuring out what people wanted to happen, she was turning to her tarot cards again. After all, they had set her right when she'd consulted them in regards to her doubts with Kamala; maybe they'd give her guidance now, as well. And, really, when it came to magic, wasn't it also important if you yourself believed it, too, at least a little bit?

So she shuffled the deck. She split it. She shuffled it again, and then spread the cards out before her. Selected six and carefully pushed aside the remainders, before turning over the first card with bated breath.

Temperance.

A time for calm, careful control. Made sense. She continued on. Death, Justice, the Hierophant -- her breath caught a little, on that one -- the Hanged Man, and, finally, the Lovers.

Which was a confusing conclusion for a string of cards that made all too much sense; for the most part, all signs seemed to point to it being a worthy pursuit.

So then why did she still feel so uncertain and unsure?

Plant Parenthood is open!
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Physics were back to normal for class this week, but that was good. Because the danger shop was done up like a bumper car course. And physics were important for this one,

"Welcome back," Jane said with a tight smile. "Glad to see you all made it through last week."

"We hope all learnt a valuable lesson about steering through difficult terrain," Cara said. "Today's class could be considered an extension of that." Whether it should was another question.

"And avoiding danger in a safe, controlled way," Jane said like anyone could resist slamming into another bumper car while driving one.

"And recovering from unexpected events." Like a bumper car slamming into yours.

Daemon Weekend!

Sep. 12th, 2025 08:00 am
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That's right, we just got over a week full of weirdness and will be having a weekend of it! Which is easier to deal with, right? Right!

Like we have done in the past, the weekend of September 19th-21st will feature the appearance of animal manifestations of your character's souls in the souls a la His Dark Materials. So, get out there and figure out what form they might take if you're at a loss. And then figure out a name!

Well, get to it, folks!

Trooper Station, Friday

Sep. 11th, 2025 11:22 pm
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There were banana peels all over the station today. Not the bananas themselves, just the peels, scattered across the floor. Watts had darted and weaved his way to his office, but the Troopers were taking this as an opportunity to work on their pratfalls, stepping on and therefore slipping on the peels on purpose.

At least they had body armour?
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Well, everyone seemed to have thumbs today, so that was definitely a better start than last week. "Hello, everyone!" Steve said cheerfully. "Welcome back to baking!"

"We all have thumbs again!" That was the important thing to celebrate here. "And with that we'll be working on cookies."

"I love cookies," Steve said with a grin. "But first, we need to see the cakes you've brought in that you baked once you had thumbs again!"

The best kind of cake.

"So, let's get to that and then we'll let you know what your other bakes are this week," Tony said.
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No, I don't need a furry lectern today. You can see I have thumbs, again.

*chittering*

Yes. It was very thoughtful to offer.

Up at the School, Space Pirates, Pirates in Space had a movie day, and apparently it was very important to not that they were watching a different movie this time. Health Education talked about vaccines and why you should get them, while in the Library, Arden went through pictures on her phone.

Over in the Dorms-

*excited porg noises*

Erasmus was in the Second Floor Common Room, trying to find something to watch and discovering about how food delivery works here. Luckily, Eleanor, Henry, Riri, and Luma, appeared out of the woodwork to help dispose of the food and discuss differences between where they all came from.

Over in Town, Adrian was coping with coffee at Pick Your Posion, Rey came by bearing pastries, Lydia also visited, and Pam tried to get in on that coffee action. At Over Easy, both Gray and Arden "besmirsched the honour" of the pumpkin spice latte, while at Wellspring Arms, Sabine had a 'murley' only in all caps with what I suspect are far too many added vowels and several exclamation marks. Things were their normal level of not-normal at the Trooper Station, which I suspect also included Steve's sandwich tossing.

Pixie Dust; Thursday [09/11].

Sep. 11th, 2025 06:58 am
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Luma was, of course, working on redoing her nails after absolutely ruining them with a run through the woods as a wolf yesterday; she was, like the store itself, leaning into some autumnal colors, which inadvertently lead her nails to look like little candy corns. She wasn't entirely familiar with candy corn, she just thought the colors looked nice together, tilting her head as she held out her hand to observe her...well, handiwork.

And when one of the other employees asked for help unpacking a box of lightknit sweaters for one of the tables, she was so, so, so, so sad to inform them that she couldn't do anything for at least ten more minutes while the nail polish was drying.

And that's when the first glimmer of suspicion that Luma's obsessive nailpainting at work wasn't just vanity started to shine...

Pixie Dust is open!

The Photo Hut - Thursday

Sep. 11th, 2025 07:17 pm
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Liz had had a couple of restless nights and she was feeling it that morning when she went downstairs after another night when she hadn't slept very well.

She had considered staying upstairs for the day to do some work but she thought she'd try and see how much work she could get done that morning before lunch.

[the Photo Hut is open!]

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