Fandom Museum, Sunday February 22

Feb. 22nd, 2026 09:55 am
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Gregorith didn't have a lot of experience with the rain. Such weather tended to be only found in specific people's paradises, or Cthulhu's realm. He supposed he might enjoy it more if it wasn't also chilly.

And if he hadn't stepped in a puddle, and realized he should have worn his boots after all.

He was a bit late for work because he'd opted to dash back home to change his socks.

But when all was said and done he was here, and relatively content. Which he suspected was the best a lot of mortals could hope for.

Trooper Station, Friday

Feb. 20th, 2026 10:09 am
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Another quiet day, as it seemed everyone was in 'vacation mode' already, from the raccoons right down to the Troopers themselves.

That none of the latter group were actually going on vacation was not the point, of course.

The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

Feb. 19th, 2026 11:16 am
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Thor was already half on vacation, which was why he was not asking questions about whatever Tiny was up to at the other end of the bar.

He was, however, threatening him with the seltzer gun every time it looked like he might break out into song. That whole nonsense was over. There was no need to go around singing of one's own free will.

Special
Rainbow Martini


The Devil's Nest is open!

Over Easy, Wednesday

Feb. 18th, 2026 09:47 am
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Gray arrived at Over Easy today on high alert.

"Is it safe?" Was anyone singing?

The dishwasher was humming a Bad Bunny song, did that count?

"People can't sing anyway when their mouths are full of waffles," Gray decided. They'd risk opening.

Will It Waffle? Wednesday Special
Cinnabon Waffles


Over Easy is open!

Pick Your Poison, Wednesday

Feb. 18th, 2026 05:24 am
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Mark Adrian as another person who was quite glad to have hermitted away in his Grove yesterday. He'd thrown himself into prepping for the last of winter and the beginning of spring, including cutting a truly outrageous amount of firewood.

While singing. A lot of singing.

Today, his throat hurt and so did his arms and back, and Boston had, at various times, referred to his mood at 'grumpy,' 'brooding,' and once, even 'sulking.' Which, no he wasn't. He was just sore.

And also shut up.

Infinite Consortium, Tuesday

Feb. 17th, 2026 10:57 am
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Sairis had no idea what all the singing was about today, or why the hell he was singing things he didn't even know, but whatever was going on, it didn't seem to be malicious.

It was just really annoying. Especially since singing about "whistling while you work" didn't do much good when you were terrible at whistling a tune.

He scowled at the chair. "Don't judge me, or I'll reupholster you. You'd look good in plain brown leather."

But the shop was open, even if it was musical today.

Caritas- Tuesday

Feb. 17th, 2026 07:50 am
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Kitty would have thought she'd have escaped the weirdness today, until she got to work and started setting up for the day.

"Closing time, one last call for alcohol
So, finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time, you don't have to go home
But you can't stay here


She got through the whole song and immediately stopped what she was doing. Maybe she didn't want to be at work today? Just maybe?


[open anyway!]

The Perk, Tuesday Afternoon

Feb. 17th, 2026 03:31 pm
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"You may push me around
But you cannot win
You may throw me down
But I'll rise again
The more you say
The more I defy you
So get out of my face!
"

The door slammed shut behind him.

The baristas - and what few customers were in this time of day - looked up at him, blinking.

Jack slowly lowered his arms and stuffed his hands into his pockets. "What are you looking at?" he said defensively. "Have you never been through singing day before? Congratulations!"

Everyone turned back to their beverages.

"You'd think at least now the place would let me sing my own karking songs," he grumbled, and walked up to the counter. "Woo! Yeah!"

Of all the days for this to hit, it would just have to be when he finally had a moment to stop by again, huh?

[[ open for both your Atton and Atton-free perk needs ]]

The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

Feb. 17th, 2026 10:52 am
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There were many Fandom events that just sort of passed Lucifer by. Sometimes because they couldn't touch their celestial nature. Sometimes because-- well, when you already spoke the truth and you were already prone to bursting out into song, did you really notice when the island made you slightly more prone to do so?

He hadn't been.

Until Father's little musical meltdown a few years ago.

"And I w-- No," he snapped, irritably. "No, no, no. No more musical-- no more, no more sweet music-- I swear to Me, Dad, if this is you again--"

Tiny, meanwhile, was behind the bar, doing a very faithful rendition of 'Cups' as he cleaned the. Well. Cups.

[[ open ]]

Pick Your Poison, Tuesday

Feb. 17th, 2026 10:46 am
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There was a song stuck in Pam's head. It hadn't been there when she left Gotham in the morning, but it had popped into her mind the moment she spotted the flowering plant sitting on a shelf by the bath products, and--

"So I'll continue to continue... to pretend, my life-- will never end..."

Ugh. What was that. Simon and Garfunkel? Oh well. She moved the plant on the shelf, to make sure it got more sunlight, and--

And flowers never bend with the rainfall..."

Oh well. She wasn't really a music person, but she supposed Harley must have been in some kind of mood that morning. Maybe she just hadn't noticed the radio?

[[ open ]]

Mystery Sign Theater 3000, Monday

Feb. 16th, 2026 02:56 pm
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NOW SHOWING
"Beloved Classic"


If Bucky ever actually made it into the auditorium, he was probably going to have some questions. As it was, though, he was shifting the Valentine's candy into the discount section in the concessions stand.

While continuing to mentally grumble to himself about the amount of themed candy in the present day.

The Magpie Emporium, Monday [16/02]

Feb. 16th, 2026 10:24 pm
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Vi was looking exceptionally pleased with herself as she tidied around the counter today, almost like she'd had an extremely satisfying weekend. Because, well, she had.

Saffron, conversely was in the mother of all sulks, for she had been abandoned not only by her humans, but also the traitorous Little Bot (for, like, an hour at most). Woe for Saffron. Woe and betrayal.
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"*yawn*, mornin' critters."

Caleb hadn't slept entirely well the night before so he was a little more tired than usual when he started his shift, which meant that his routine of simply going through and checking on everyone took a bit longer, as he was lingering on his cup of coffee. He saw that whoever was in charge of naming them was on a mythology kick.

"Slepnir huh?"

Fandom Museum, Sunday February 15

Feb. 15th, 2026 08:44 am
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It was remarkable how quickly one could get accustomed to things. It was in the high 30's today and the frigid temperatures of the past few weeks had become so part of his routine that it seemed warm. (he still eagerly awaited the spring)

But it meant he was in far better spirits today. So much so that he danced a bit (nothing fancy or 80's cleaning montage worthy) as he got everything set up, with The Offspring encouraging him over the speaker.

"So dance fucker dance..."

I need a t-shirt that says "Dance like only the squirrels are watching".

Over Easy, Saturday

Feb. 14th, 2026 11:21 am
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"Okay, it's Valentine's Day, what have we got? I'm thinking chocolate, I'm thinking heart-shaped, I'm thinking aphrodisiacs...an acai smoothie bowl? Being healthy is sexy? You're fired. Who else has ideas, let's go!"

Specials
Strawberry-Stuffed French Toast
Chocolate Pancakes
Sweetheart Waffles
Oysters Rockefeller Hash


"No, you're not actually fired, just read the room next time, okay?"

Over Easy is open!
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Early in the morning, the flowers that had been ordered through the Student Council were carefully delivered to their respective recipients. (With a normal amount of pollen, thank you very much.)

Deliveries! )

Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

Feb. 13th, 2026 04:58 pm
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Rey didn't understand the superstition around Friday the 13th, but apparently the woodchucks did. She walked in to a broken mirror near the crate sitting area, and a random ladder in the middle of nothing. She didn't know why these things were there, and she wasn't asking. She was just getting to work with the dustpan (the Force saved her from actual sweeping) and watching as the woodchucks tossed salt over their shoulders before walking under the ladder. Where were they going? Also not asking.

"You can just go around," she said, deeply confused.


[Open!]

Trooper Station, Friday

Feb. 13th, 2026 10:31 am
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If last week had been devoid of activity, today was the opposite, with the phone practically off the hook given all the calls...

About things like "Is it bad luck if a black cat walks under a ladder? What if they break a mirror?"

Blackstone Forge & Foundry, Friday

Feb. 13th, 2026 05:07 pm
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"All right," Henry admitted to Mutt. "I am getting a bit sick of horseshoes."

That observation was punctuated with a strike of his hammer down on the twelveth horseshoe of the day, mind you, so he had a reason to.

He sighed. Still, there wasn't more he could think of doing. So the hammer came down again.

"Next time you should come with me to supper club," he said. "I think you'd like seafood."

[[ open ]]

The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

Feb. 13th, 2026 05:06 pm
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"Why is there an otter at the bar?" Lucifer repeated. "Why is there an otter at the bar? Tiny. Why wouldn't there be an otter at the bar?"

He swung right past Tiny, otter-Duke riding on his shoulder, with an air of huffiness about him.

"Just watch!" he bellowed. "There's about to be an otter on the piano!"

[[ open! ]]

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