The Perk; Sunday Afternoon [07/20].

Jul. 20th, 2025 03:10 pm
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If it weren't so dang hot out, Luma might have been inclined to go on a nice run today. She was feeling pretty restless, though, and unwilling to just stay inside, so she figured it would be a good idea to grab some new book she'd picked up recently that sounded promising and head to the Perk for one of those yummy blended coffee drinks, and a cinnamon roll, too.

Oooh, or perhaps one of those berry tarts!

No, no. The cinnamon roll.

But those tarts...

...clearly, she was getting both. She could practically burn it all off just by transforming a few times, anyway, really...

[[ and open, of course! ]]

Stark Industries- Sunday

Jul. 20th, 2025 07:53 am
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Rey didn't really do things for her birthday, so today was pretty much a regular day where she talked to people from home more than usual.

She did however get free Starbucks today, and she'd been sort of upsold into a venti so now she got to work with a giant pink drink. It was for the best they didn't get her a trenta. She'd be horrified.

[Open!]

Caritas, Saturday (7/19)

Jul. 19th, 2025 07:08 pm
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Tino had spent time on the mainland now that the number of bartenders here on Fandom had gone down. And he was now making that into Jane's problem with the drink specials.

Honestly, she was just glad that he didn't have a replica of one of her outfits again. That had just been the weirdest part of that one weekend. And that was saying something.

Specials
Long Island Iced Tea
Manhattan
Jersey Quarter


At least the drinks seemed drinkable.

Over Easy, Saturday

Jul. 19th, 2025 09:37 am
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Raiden was back at work today at Over Easy, but he was a smidgen distracted by trying to find out what constituted a balanced meal for a bird.

You know. Normal problems.

"I feel like we should provide options for when people turn into things, but there's so much variety. I don't know what to feed a plant!...You're right. Plant food."

Specials
Crab & Asparagus Frittata
Creme Brulee French Toast
Shrimp & Grits


Over Easy is open!

Around town- Friday late afternoon

Jul. 18th, 2025 07:52 pm
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The way Kitty saw it, it was worth coming up with a reason for people to gather at night without it being kraken-related, and lo, an idea was had. And now she got to go around town putting up posters.

MOVIES IN THE PARK
SHOWING
FAST 2 FAMILY
Monday evening, July 21
Bring blankets, chairs, picnic it up! All are welcome!


See? A reasonable time and no alarms involved. (Hopefully.)

[Mostly establishy but open if you want to catch her!]

Pick Your Poison, Friday Afternoon

Jul. 18th, 2025 07:14 pm
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Pam would be lying if she said she wasn't concerned about the data she was dragging - with difficulty - out of her lamia research, or the pace at which she was creating antidotes. Very, very, very much lying.

It was dragging her away from Gotham, away from Harley, and to her lab more and more often. She felt... a little guilty about that. Especially now, with the latest batch cooking upstairs. She should be heading home, tucking in for a lavish weekend with the girlfriend. Instead, she was here. Back on the steps of Pick Your Poison, sipping from a glass of water to calm the annoying churn under her ribs, and watching her plants grow.

Faster and faster. Some of the vines were already halfway up the side of the doorframe.

Well. At least they were absolutely sure now that Harley was right about her old powers not being quite gone.

[[ open ]]

Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

Jul. 18th, 2025 10:55 am
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Rey had gone into one of the storage lockers to get the remotes, only to immediate have confetti explode all over. No woodchucks in sight, so she couldn't blame them. Must be a Fandom thing.

She took the remotes out, started to set them up, and one again shot out confetti from it. She didn't even know where it was coming from. There was no confetti compartment in these things.

Cool, she'd just put it back and do something else, only for more confetti to does out when she opened the locker again.

All right, just going to do nothing today. Nothing was safe.


[idk. Open!]

Needful Things; Friday

Jul. 18th, 2025 09:19 am
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Harley was having a weird week, and not in the fun, distracting island way, just in the annoyingly complicated human way where you had to have conversations you didn't entirely know what to do with that just kinda left you restless.

Also it was gonna be her birthday on Sunday and she had no plans whatsoever and ugh and bleugh and all that stuff.

But hey, antique hand fans were on sale! That was something!

(open!)

Plant Parenthood; Friday [07/18].

Jul. 18th, 2025 07:11 am
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Now that they didn't have a weekly class together that was basically a period of Luma making pointed remarks at Eleanor and giving her hard, disparaging looks, Eleanor had been feeling a lot better about having her sister here. Luma was still struggling with a lot of things, but she'd also taken to a lot of other things pretty well, and, frustrating as it could be for the both of them sometimes, Eleanor was glad to be here to help.

But she was also glad for those moments, like going into the store for her shift on Friday, where she could just sort of get away by herself for a while. She probably wasn't ever going to get to that the plants just get me point, but she had gotten a lot better at them, so much so that she didn't even worry about how her drakondias were holding up anymore. So it was now a comfortable thing, which she was learning to fully embrace when she could since life with Luma was anything but.

And she could do things while she was here like making little sleep sachets or teas for her that will help make things a bit more comfortable in that regard, too.

Plant Parenthood is open!

Trooper Station, Friday

Jul. 17th, 2025 11:06 pm
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As per usual, there wasn't much to do at the Trooper Station, but what there was to be done, Watts was quietly singing to himself while doing it.

Ralph had tried to join in at one point, but the other Troopers were of the opinion that he couldn't carry a tune in a bucket (you'd think they'd all have the same level of skill there, given that they were clones, but apparently not?), and thus he'd been rather quickly shushed.


[ooc: Yes, I know the song is technically after his time. But if a version 'Fairytale of New York' can canonically exist in his canon, then so can this song.]

Mooby Land, Thursday Evening

Jul. 17th, 2025 10:14 am
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Did you know, Lydia had never actually been to Mooby Land before! The previous time the Supper Club had selected this establishment, she had been unavailable that week, but she believed Captain Flint and Mr. Logan had tried it (she wished Mr. Logan well, wherever he was), and she must admit to a certain curiosity. She hadn't the faintest idea what a 'Mooby' was, or where their land was located.

This was bound to go well. Welcome to Supper Club, everyone!

The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

Jul. 17th, 2025 09:55 am
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This week, Thor was shirtless just because he felt like it.

It's too hot for that armor. Admit it.

He would not admit it. "Wool is temperature-regulating."

Then where's your shirt?

Thor was ignoring that. He was much more concerned about the surfeit of watermelon, which he had confiscated from Tiny before he could do Odin-knew-what with it.

Specials
Watermelon Margarita
Watermelon Vodka
Hard Watermelon Limeade


The Devil's Nest is open, the drinks are cold, and the god is shirtless. You're welcome.

The Photo Hut - Thursday

Jul. 17th, 2025 06:51 pm
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After how last week had gone, Liz was glad to be back in clothes that were a bit more comfortable and that she was able to concentrate a bit more on. So she was focused on catching up on some of the work that she still had not gotten to after the last few weeks.

She was mostly trying to get the reports ready for the the end of month, so she was having a pretty productive morning in getting everything set up in the spreadsheets that she needed, in between answering a few emails as well.

[The Photo Hut is open!]
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Steven very much welcomed the cool temperature of the Museum once he got inside of it. He had various things to catch up on today but first he was going to sit at the welcome desk and appreciate the wonder that was air conditioning.

At some point he might notice how limp his hair now looked thanks to the heat and humidity. But for now he was simply happy to be inside and with a cool cup of water.

[open!]

Pick Your Poison, Wednesday

Jul. 16th, 2025 05:43 pm
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Okay, so the washing machines and the kraken drill had happened, but those hadn't been directed at him so much as the island in general, and work had behaved itself for the past few weeks, so Adrian was feeling pretty confident that he'd survived the island's weird hazing and come out the other side.

What Adrian had forgotten was the phrase 'pride goeth before a fall' and how important timing was in comedy.

Anyway, that was probably why instead of a witch behind the counter today, there was a pot of hollyhocks on the counter and a very exasperated Boston attempting to water it.

"This is not proper witch-familiar behavior," he muttered, spilling more water on himself.

...And then batting the cup off the counter in aggravation.

Infinite Consortium, Wednesday

Jul. 16th, 2025 11:40 am
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Quinn had done a perfectly good job destroying the giant head costume all on her own, this week, so she had no need of any of the magical items in the shop to take it out for her.

She'd saved one of the eyes, for some reason. It was furred around the edges with choppily cut foam and fraying fabric. She tilted her head at it once she'd settled behind the desk, then looked around for a spot to put it.

What? It was clearly cursed. It basically belonged here. And she was wondering what her boss would do with it when she noticed it. How long it would take her to notice it.

Hmmm. Tucked in behind that crystal ball looking thing? That could work. . . . The ball's curve distorted the eye, making it look even creepier.

Quinn decided she liked it there. It could stare at any customers who decided to show up. Maybe scare off shoplifters.

She sat back down behind the counter, kicked her feet up, and idly fantasized about ways to get revenge on Skywalker.

[open!]

Needful Things, Tuesday

Jul. 15th, 2025 01:52 pm
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So. Remy had three high energy, intelligent cats. And lived in a small suite in a boarding house.

He did not do a whole lot to try to rein in his cats' tendencies to want to roam. That was hard to do when you tended to relocate at a moment's notice due to any manner of events, up to and including the entire school/building/city he was living in being taken over by evil.

Plus, like. Even if he did try to make them indoor-only cats, the little bastards had this amazing tendency to find themselves embroiled in the drama of other superhero-adjacent animals all over the multiverse, whether he wanted them to or not.

You know how they say that pets and owners tended to resemble each other after awhile? Yeah. Well.

All that to say that when Lucifer (the cat), Oliver, and Figaro decided to follow him to the shop today, he didn't get a whole lot out of telling them "no" or "stay". Even "there's a hyena that lives there and I don't know what Harley feeds him" didn't hold much weight.

Hopefully Bruce -- and Harley -- wouldn't be too put out by the cats joining him at work. They mostly stuck near Remy, at least. And they . . . probably wouldn't try to mark too much of the inventory as their own personal property.

He was going to end up buying himself a cat-hair covered cushion or two by the end of the day, wasn't he.

[open! Mind the cats. . . .]

Caritas- Tuesday

Jul. 15th, 2025 10:58 am
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There was sand all over the floor. All over. Kitty didn't know if it was a Fandom thing or if it was a Tino thing and you know what, Kitty didn't care as long as it was gone by tomorrow.

At least until she went into the back room and found a giant beach umbrella propped up in the sand. That just felt excessive.


[Open!]
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So Flint had come down with a slight case of parrot again (which he was telling no one) and so he'd transferred back to himself sometime in the mid-afternoon. It had taken a few hours to figure out what day it was, another few to figure out how to correctly work the phonograph he'd unearthed from the back (still a hundred plus years ahead of him, but try to teach him about Spotify. Go ahead).

He opened the door to the shop and blasted (for phonograph definition of blast) La Marseillaise.

Yes, it wasn't freedom from England, per se, but Flint deeply approved of the future France's way of dealing with nobility. Happy Bastille Day, Future!France.

Nodding firmly to himself, he retreated to his normal seat inside the shop.

Monday: Covent Garden Flowers

Jul. 14th, 2025 01:00 pm
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Nell spent a lot of time on the phone today, dealing with deliveries that had somehow gone awry. Whose idea had it been to hire squirrels to deliver flower arrangements? Certainly not hers.

And now she not only had to apologize to disgruntled customers, but also find a way to politely suggest to the squirrels that their talents might best be served doing other things. Someone come save her!

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