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Good morning, everyone, and welcome to another Saturday of the news as presented by the drunken squirrels who spy upon us all. It's fine. It's perfectly fine. I remain Miss Lydia Bennet, here to read said notes to the best of my ability given the squirrels' atrocious handwriting.

Let's begin, shall we, with the school, where Relax and Chill took naps, whilst Galactic Tourism visited Hoth, which is so cold Mr. Rand complained. Dr. Blake talked with his First Aid students about what to do when the situation is rather unexpected.

We've no notes for the dormitory; the porg and I have talked about this; on to the town, where Miss Zarrin was I'm sure hard at work at Plant Parenthood, whilst at Turtle & Canary a celebration of some sport with a soft ball was ongoing. At the Trooper Station, Detective Watts was confronted by quite a lot of oranges, and Mr. Grant planned to take some of them home with him after luncheon. At her warehouse, Miss Skywalker was likewise faced with a plague of round objects, but hers were not delicious oranges but rather "ping pong balls," which are apparently plastic, and which she warned Dean Skywalker of, lest he slip and fall and break a hip. Lastly, Mr. McGarrett was at his home looking for food, which I should certainly hope he has, and Mr. Williams wanted to discuss his activity levels. Apparently Mr. McGarrett was upset he was not chosen for Dean Skywalker's Wednesday madness, and I cannot imagine why. I'm not sure I shall ever get the stains out of that dress, and that's with magic.

That is the last of my notes, dear listeners, so I shall bid you farewell until next week. Remember: avoid the park on Wednesdays if you value your clothing!

grenadesandohana

Steve had been gritting his teeth and pushing through pain all week, nourished only by bland, terrible food, decaf coffee, and stubbornness.

(He was also fueled by his transplant anti-rejection pills, which he'd take for the rest of his life. He hated that.)

He wasn't running, but he was definitely walking up and down the steps of the island until his calves burned, and then did it for another half hour.

(His body had betrayed him after decades of work making it a finely oiled machine. He was punishing it just a little.)

And now he was back in the apartment, looking for something interesting to eat. There was nothing interesting to eat, but he was looking anyway.

[OOC: For Danno.]

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The floor of the warehouse was covered in scattered patches of ping pong balls. A problem, yes. And because they moved so much, it was more annoying than it was when Rey had to sweep up sand or whatever, so she levitated them into a crate.

A moment later, even more were spilling across the floor.

That time, Rey tested a theory by levitating them into the lava. (It had its uses.)

Yeah so anyway she was gonna be meditating in the middle of a floor full of ping pong bslls.

[Open!]

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There were oranges everywhere today. Which meant, yes, Watts was snacking while he worked. And also tucking a few away to take home later, because oranges.

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Batter up! It was World Softball Day, and of course Turtle & Canary was celebrating! Prompto didn't know much about softball (or most sports, really, save for football, and that he mostly knew about because of the Puppy Bowl), but he did think what Apu had set up today was really fun and cute! He'd set up a softball diamond on the floor with the Squishy machine as home base, there were sales on anything baseball related, and he'd even gotten jerseys and caps for the staff!

Even Prompto!

It was going to take some doing to figure out how to set the cap on his head without messing up his hair too much, but once he got it, it was going to be selfie city, especially with the cheese panda, who was looking so great in his own oversize jersey, and now he was just going to have to try really hard to not idly munch on some of the peanuts and Cracker Jacks being offered with each purchase.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Cupcake
Hot Dog
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

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Ethics class had been a lot for Eleanor yesterday, and while spending a good portion of the rest of her day out in the ocean swimming and then just sprawling out in the sand like a the beached jellyfish she felt like had helped a little, things still lingered going on over to today. It was almost enough to make her want to just curl up in her bed and refuse to come out, but she now shared her room with part of the reason she was feeling so terrible, so going to work just to avoid Luma better was actually the better option.

She did what she needed to do around the shop somewhat half-heartedly, and then made herself some tea and settled behind the counter with her dog-eared copy of The Waste Land, because, look, some people turned to cheap romances or beach reads for comfort reading material, and Eleanor turned to brooding apocalyptical modernist poetry.

Plant Parenthood is open!

suitably_heroic

"Wow," said Jack, as he stared up at the sign 'Some Hot Hipster Brewpub With a Really Dumb Name' that hung off the side of the building. "Irony and hipster, all at once? I feel like I just got sandblasted in the face by the Pacific Northwest."

Hi, Summer.

[[ for her ]]

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I'm concerned about the theme you have going here.

"What theme?"

You don't see it?

Thor glanced over at the specials board.

Specials
Hurricane
Dark & Stormy
Tropic Thunder

"Ah. Well. Hurricane season is upon us."

Hopefully not upon us...

"Leave that to me," Thor said mildly as he dried a glass.

Tiny? Tiny was giving him a wide berth while he was "talking to himself," which suited Thor just fine.

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As far as Steph was concerned, it wasn't so much putting up a Pride display of queer games and games by queer creators as it was giving the existing LGBTQ games section the spotlight for the month. Still, it was (obviously) her focus right now, along with prepping for Free RPG Day next Saturday.

This morning, she was adding a new game to the display; she'd ordered it weeks ago, actually, but it'd been held up in shipping. Something about accidentally getting routed through a dimension that ran at 0.25x speed, according to the sheepish delivery person.

She kept humming, for some reason.

[OOC: As have I, ever since I saw this one at my FLGS. Open!]

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*sounds of porgly excitement and also fireworks*

Not inside! Who even gave those to you? How did you set them off without thumbs? Why am I even trying to understand this?

At least you didn't set the notes on fire. Or anything else considering the fumes.

Up at the School, the Library was decorated for Halloween, confusing both Gray and everyone listening.

Meanwhile Shenanigans involved a greasy pole, and free Moobyland as s prize, truly a puzzle as to which was the worse option. Though for some bizarre reason one of the Steves was in the stands and very sad about missing out, the voluntolds prepared themselves, and not even the horrors were enough to stop the inevitable flirting. And then there was the Pole, were only a few, namely Jaina, Eleanor, non sad Steve, and Vi, made it across to claim their dubious prize, though Lydia did get a pair of water wings out of it. Not that I have any idea what they are, but I'm assuming they also lack basic dignity. Also, Belle did not hug Anakin.

Over in the Dorms, put that firework down, or rather just outside them Lydia's walk of shame crossed pasths with Charlie's walk of no shame. Good for them, I guess.

In Town, Pick Your Poison was decorated for Christmas, just to spread the confusion around. Rey offered to help Adrian undecorate, while Lydia wanted henbane for 'non poison reasons', and why do I have a random parchment that reads 'don't eat the nutbread, not even once' mixed in here? Prompto gave his child a camera at Furnado. Harley did her washing and Mark was there. Everything was butterfly themed at Caritas, including the singing. Rey appreciated the colours, Atton was there, Stewart did not bring suspicious brownies or dubious nutbread, but Stark did bring cupcakes.

mustbeawitch

Lydia was positive she had heard Arden talk about 'barbecue' before, and so she was sure that the restaurant she had chosen for tonight's supper club would be delicious, even if she was once more not sure what she was getting herself into. Perhaps she ought to have consulted her friend, but she had spent the weekend as a ninny and apparently Arden had been some trees, so: extenuating circumstances?

She did hope no one was in the mood for vegetables, as they seemed rather few and far between.

Welcome to Supper Club, everyone!

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Liz had had a rather restless night and was rather tired that morning and she had considered not coming downstairs but she did want to try and get a bit further with the admin work and catch up on some emails. She was was only planning on staying for a few hours though and taking it rather slow.

[the Photo Hut is open!

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Stewart had come up with the intention of getting some actual work done that day, mostly some organizing of the CDs and records, but then that all sort of went out the window when his playlist started leaning heavily into some HANABIE..

So now there was headbanging and dance breaks and an urge to cause chaos rather than order. So now all the CDs and records were going to be all mixed up, which he felt would be a more interesting experience for anyone actually looking for something specific, and, hey! It might give Charlie something to do or whatever next Tuesday. See? Wasn't that an important part of being a boss? Giving people bullshit tasks to do that were mostly unnecessary or self-created? See? He could pretend he was in this for more than just dicking around in a music shop after all! Thanks, HANABIE.!

Groovy Tunes is open!

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Sure, she may have had a whole class about it beforehand, but the real ethical dilemma for Luma landed when she arrived at work later that morning, when she saw the new jelly shoes on display, and felt the urge to refuse that they were even remotely fashion and were actually much better suited as simply chew toys.

Although, to be fair, that urge was present with most shoes, if she was entirely honest, especially when she was a wolf, but these shoes seemed to lean particularly egregiously in that direction.

She did end up a little curious, though, and found a few in pretty enough pastel colors to warrant at least trying them on to see if maybe she was just missing something. And at least they were marginally better than those horrid Crocs that Boc kept all but buried toward the back of the store...

Pixie Dust is open!

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The Pride displays around the Museum were all set up. At the Welcome Desk, Steven was now sporting a small rainbow flag pin thanks to Llewellyn reminding him about it.

There were also brochures outlining routes around the Museum to see the seasonal displays, and merchandise with rainbows on it.

Given how well it had all come together it was fair to say that Steven was, indeed, proud.

He was also available behind the desk for anyone who needed him.

[open]

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Noctra was in a creative mood that morning, it seemed, and so when Prompto brought her along with him to the shelter for work that day, she brought her little camera and Prompto gave her the task of being a wildlife animal photographer for the day, complete with a little safari hat to really drive home that sense of exploration and adventure that went with it. He also gave her a small list of things to focus on taking pictures of, his teacher instincts offering up a guide that he wasn't really sure she'd actually follow, but it would be good to get her to think about those sorts of things, you know? And then off she went with her camera, and Prompto kept one eye on her while taking care of this and that around the shelter, waiting for her to come running back to show him what she'd taken pictures of so that they could go through them together before she settled in for a nap.

So overall, a pretty good day! Even if the majority of pictures Noctra took were definitely not of actual animals, but you could tell what she was going for!

Furnado is open!

totalwildcard

It was laundry day! In fact, it was kinda sorta mountains of laundry day, because Harley had been neglecting doing that sort of thing for a li'l bit here, opting instead to just steal new stuff to wear. But there came the day where even the clown princess of crime was going to opt for just hauling an overflowing hamper of dirty clothes over to her nearest laundry place. Hey, Midnight was a lot of things, and for Harley, that thing happened to be a laundromat!

So there she was, hogging nearly all of the machines, about to probably leave at least one all clogged up with loose sequins and/or feathers and other blingy accoutrements of stuff that maybe shoulda been hand washed instead.

Also she had a boom box that was blasting Cyndi Lauper. Sorry/you're welcome?

(it's been too long without a Midnight laundry post. open!)

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When Tino saw what Summer had put together for this week's specials, he'd expressed a disappointment that he hadn't known about it, because if he had he would have helped by decorating the bar with butterflies to go along with the theme.

"You mean, like, cardboard decorative ones, don't you, Tino?" Summer asked, and all of a sudden, Tino didn't seem to be able to hear her. "Don't you??? I swear to god, Tino, if you fill this bar up with actual butterflies, I am going to totally lose my shit, because I know for a fact you are not getting them through ethical means!"

Okay, she didn't know that for a fact, but Tino's continued silence on the matter spoke volumes.

Featured Cocktail
Butterfly Gin Fizz

Featured Jello
Butterflies!
Lemon Monarch | Blueberry Morpho
Raspberry Peacock | Lime Green Lacewing

Caritas is open!

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Good morning. It’s Wednesday again and I’m here again because this is one of the things I do every week and have done for years now.

Let’s start with the school where in Finding New Hobbies we drew or colored. In Norse Life they played a game called…what?

*chittering* A game called hunh-something? I don’t know. A strategy game of some kind. In The Wonderful World of Art they watched a movie about…I’m not sure. The squirrels don’t seem to be either. And in Paintball Cal won again and the floor was lava but not really lava because Anakin was not in charge.

Nothing from the dorms and the porg is sad like he usually is so it’s time for the town.

Ignis was late to the diner and the staff put fancy specials on the menu because they didn’t think he was coming at all. Liliana came to visit, as usual.

Gladio had a gremlin in the claw machine at the gym and Summer did not want gremlin flavored noodles. That seems wise. Nell was there for a swim. Good idea. A nice warm pool and not the freezing ocean. Nell was also in her shop and in a very good mood. At Pixie Dust Boc was baffled by jelly shoes. Wait, what? You can’t make shoes out of that. Can you?

Charlie didn’t have anything made of jelly at Groovy Tunes and was listening to a song called ‘The Point.’ And at Caritas Kitty had to duct tape a zombie arm. Repeatedly. I’m sorry, Kitty.

And that was all the squirrels gave me from yesterday for today. Be careful of Anakin. You should always be careful of Anakin.

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"...I know for certain that Pam hates the Christmas industrial complex," Adrian said, looking around at the weird holiday decor that had taken over the store, "so I can't blame her for all this. But that raises the question of where this all came from? And why?"

Not that he actually expected to get those answers. Not on this island.

And rather than waiting for the answers to appear (or Pam for that matter), Adrian went to fetch a ladder to start taking them down. Maybe he could donate these decorations to...someone else? Someone surely needed a bunch of foil garlands, imitation wreaths, and plastic ornaments to keep until Christmas.

He was not looking forward to getting the animatronic reindeer and the inflatable snowman off the roof. Or cleaning the fake snow off all the windows.

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Fandom Radio, Saturday, June 14

MCA #0, Friday evening

Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

Trooper Station, Friday

Turtle & Canary; Friday [06/13].

Plant Parenthood; Friday [06/13].

Some Hot Hipster Brewpub Spot With a Really Dumb Name, Seattle, Friday Evening

The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

The Magpie Emporium, Thursday (6/12)

WTFH - Fandom Radio [Thurs, June 12th]

Chaps Pit Beef, Baltimore, Maryland, Thursday Evening

The Photo Hut - Thursday

Groovy Tunes; Thursday [06/12].

Pixie Dust; Thursday [06/12].

Fandom Island Museum, Thursday Daytime

Furnado Animal Shelter; Wednesday [06/11].

Midnight Manor Laundry Room; Wednesday Morning

Caritas; Wednesday [06/11].

Fandom Radio, Wednesday 6/11

Pick Your Poison, Wednesday

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