Sabine Wren

Good morning, everyone! It is I, Miss Lydia Bennet, here once again with all the news the squirrels saw fit to report. Don't try to understand their choices. It is not for our minds to know.

Let's see...I suppose we should begin with the school, shouldn't we? In Overcoming Obstacles, the students...practiced being bitten by Mr. Stark and Mr. Rogers' dogs? That cannot be correct. I suspect the squirrel assigned to that class was very drunk indeed. Combat 101 learned some basic self-defense, which sounds more accurate, well done, Combat 101 squirrel, and Cupcakes of the World learned about the cupcakes of Australia. We've an Australian restaurant here on this very island, if any of you are curious about more of their cuisine!

Next, moving along to--

*excited trilling*

Yes, the dormitory. The porg is very excited. In the second floor common room, Mr. Karkaroth was preparing a meal when he was joined by Mr. Henry of Skalitz and his dog, to whom Mr. Dooley introduced himself. Mr. Dooley and Mr. Karkaroth discussed how they are adapting to modern technology. Apparently Mr. Dooley doesn't have a phone yet. Imagine!

In the town, Miss Skywalker was doing some work on the roof at her warehouse, assisted by Dean Skywalker, whilst at the forge Mr. Henry of Skalitz was considering making more horseshoes. A blacksmith can never have enough horseshoes, I've always heard! And finally, at the Devil's Nest, Mr. Morningstar was, as always, at his pianoforte. With that, dear listeners, I shall leave you and hie myself off in search of tea. Farewell until next week!

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Today, the classroom had an assortment of suits scattered around for students to grab. Because Tony was Tony and what even was money? How much could a banana cost? Ten dollars? That sort of thing.

"Welcome back, everyone!" Tony said, holding onto a leash tightly as Fee was losing her goddamn mind over the suits. "Today we're jumping right into the deep end."

"Fee and Libby have been trained to take down intruders," Steve said, "because our lives can be a little...extreme. They're still puppies, so they think this is a big fun game and they are definitely not going to hurt you."

"But they will knock you over. Probably." Had they knocked over Tony? He was not going to tell.

"They might also just run right past you and miss entirely," Steve admitted.

"Hence the training!" Tony said. "So, how about everyone suit up and we'll see how this goes."

"It'll be fun!" Steve said enthusiastically, already reaching for his suit. "And we won't video anyone."

This time...

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"We will begin," Thor told his class without further preamble, "with some basic self-defense. Some of you may be more advanced than this, but it never hurts to review the basics." And some of you seemed to think magic would always save you, so learning how to kick someone in the groin was a step in the right direction. "Pair up, and I shall demonstrate, and then you can practice on one another. Please remember not to actually follow through. You are not simulations, and I do not wish for you to harm one another grievously. Let us begin."

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fandomhighdorms

Having received a thorough grounding in how to use the internet from Arden, Sairis had been making use of it ever since. It was frustrating that he couldn't be sure how much was true, but he'd learned to research and cross-reference texts, and that seemed to help.

He'd learned a lot about electricity! And how stoves worked. He had his priorities.

So here he was, having found some eggs and meat and carrots in the icebox, and cooking them in a pan on the stove. There was a spice rack, and most of them made no sense, so he'd tasted them. Which was why he was using salt and pepper (those he knew) and something called "chili powder" to season it all.

[Open common room is open!]

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“This week,” Stark said once everyone had arrived, “I thought we’d start with somewhere I’m not from but sometimes I’m told I sound like I’m from. Sometimes I’m a koala and those are from Australia even if I’m not when I’m my usual self.”

Did you all know your teacher was a koala on occasion? You did now!

“Australia is a country here, on Earth,” Stark said. “In case any of you aren’t aware. I should have brought a map. Next time. We can mark off where we’ve had cupcakes from. Keep track of it.”

He’d try to remember that for next week and the following weeks.

“First off, I have the recipe for today’s cupcakes. They’re lamington cupcakes because lamingtons are a dessert in Australia. This is just that but made into a cupcake. Cake, chocolate, and coconut.”

“So, you have the recipe. We have all the ingredients and equipment you might need. I’ve made frosting already, if anyone wants to use that instead of making their own. But first off we’ll need to make the cupcakes. If you need help, please ask. I’m happy to help. Always.”

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Rey had felt just enough of a draft this morning that she'd gotten up into the rafters for a little bit of maintenance on the hole they'd patched last year. You know, from when a boulder had gone through it. This was how Rey realized that some things in Fandom sounded weirder more time away you had from them.

If you needed her, you'd have to look up. Way up. And she might ask you to toss her the duct tape from there. Not because she couldn't just levitate it up, or even because she needed it, but because it could be fun.

[Open!]

my_own_advocate posting in

"Of course I'm at the piano! I'm always at the piano! It's my bloody piano!"

It was safe to say that Tiny was a little-- confused today. Still, he shuffled out of the way obediently to allow Lucifer to take his seat behind the piano.

"I can't believe the nerve of some people," Lucifer sighed, before launching into a somewhat-irritated rendition of Queen's 'Don't Stop Me Now'.

[[ open ]]

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And so it was Friday, and Henry was left back alone to his thoughts at the forge. All right - not entirely alone, as Mutt was there, wandering about and sniffing at things. But still.

It wasn't like it was the first time he'd been alone with his thoughts here, either. He had been quite frequently since returning. But there was a restlessness in him here, with so little actual smithing to do and so much empty time to fill.

"D'you think we should start making more horseshoes, just in case?" he asked Mutt, pitifully, around noon. "I don't know how much longer I want to listen to myself think."

Mutt barked at him enthusiastically.

[[ open ]]

heroic_jawline posting in

Good morning, everyone! It's Steve Rogers--

*exuberant barking*

--and Fee, and we're here for the new--don't eat that, Fee. The news. Let's start with classes. Jane and Cara had their class watching a movie with sharks falling from the sky--we had to fix a window because that happened here--Don confused us with magically appearing cows--in the story, not in class--and Liliana led her class in understanding peace through structure. Speaking of structure, the gremlins still had a cardboard castle in the library. That sounds like it could escalate.

In town, Luma is really hoping that the clothing hadn't developed a new, themed habit every week, Vi brought Steph a peppermint mocha, Steven and Watts had lunch, and Thor was back on the Norse cow thing while serving drinks at the Devil's Nest. And Dr. Lecter was holding counseling hours.

*more barking*

Fee, leave Leroy alone. That's everything for the news! Have a good weekend.

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It was a new semester, and you never knew when someone might actually admit they needed therapy. (Hannibal was an optimist at heart.) Plus, Hannibal had a class to prepare for and multiversal taxes to do.

So here he was, opening his practice and sitting behind his desk at the computer, waiting to see if anybody would drop in.

The glittery flamingos had been well-fed as a bribe to let anyone pass.

[Open post!]

noonedecidesmyfate posting in

The book castle from yesterday was still in the library when Belle arrived. There were gremlins inside it and gremlins patrolling the perimeter as well.

There was also a very large box fort which was occupied by a different group of gremlins.

So far the fighting was limited to taunting. It seemed there was some sort of genre war happening. Belle really didn't want to get involved but she was also impressed with both the book castle arms the box fort and wanted to look at them more closely.

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When the class opened the doors of the Danger Shop, they were greeted with an idyllic rolling grassland, the air warm with the occasional refreshing breeze scented by the wildflowers growing in profusion by the babbling stream, and even a few goats were wandering or gamboling or whatever goats were wont to do. Nearby a small stand of trees where there were equal parts shade and sunlight to sit in, were a number of colorful blankets, complete with cushions to either sit upon or rest against, and cunning little lap desks to enable people to take notes even while lounging. They formed a large horseshoe and at the open end stood a whiteboard with the same questions they had seen last week, as well as the five pointed star. However, of the five words that had been there previously, there was only one today:

( Peace Through Structure )

"But when those systems and structures work, white is unparalleled. It understands the need for both moral and civil laws - moral laws shape how people think and the civil laws control how they act. Together, these two forms of structure create a framework that helps ensure individuals are working for the benefit of the group. There is a reason that the concepts that white values most are the underpinnings of most societies; more than anything else, white wants us to succeed as a group. To set aside selfishness, recklessness, and carelessness, and truly embrace our fellows, to care about each other as we care about ourselves, and to ensure that everyone has a chance to live peacefully, with their needs met - not simply physical, but emotional, spiritual, and mental, as well."

[And now in the right place]

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"You could have told them about the cycle," Thor appeared to be grumbling to thin air as he set up behind the bar at the Devil's Nest.

I'll get to that, the ghost on one of the bar stools said serenely. There's a whole semester to cover.

"The cow is rather random without knowing about it."

The cow is rather random even if you do know about it. Why a cow?

"Why not a cow?" Thor countered, ignoring the 'he's talking to himself again' look he was getting from Tiny.

Specials
Brown Cow
Pink Cow
Brave Cow

The Devil's Nest is open, and no cows were harmed in the making of these drinks.

ifwebeworthy posting in

"In the beginning," Don told his students, "there was a cow. Actually, in the beginning there was a void," but not Don's void. A different void. "An abyss, really. Ginnungagap, the abyss between Muspelheim, the realm of fire, and Niflheim, the realm of ice. The heat from the fire began to melt the ice, and the water formed Ymir, the first of the giants, who produced more giants from his armpit sweat while he slept. Enter the cow. Where did the cow come from? Doesn't matter. The cow licked at salt in the ice--because there was salt in the ice--and uncovered the first of the Aesir, Buri, frozen in the ice. Once he thawed out, Buri married one of the giants, Bestla, and their descendants, three brothers, Odin, Vili, and Ve, killed Ymir and constructed our world, Midgard, from his corpse. The sky is his skull, the oceans are his blood, and so forth." Fun stuff. "Later, Odin and his brothers made the first humans, Ask and Embla, from a pair of tree trunks." A fact which had led to Don staring at his hands wondering what his body was made of for at least twenty minutes. "But that's another story.

"A lot of cultures' creation myths start with a void. A nothing from which everything springs. The meeting of fire and ice, the importance of water to creation, these are all common motifs. But I do have to admit that I get stuck on where the cow comes from. So. What's your take on this story?"

even_bigger_teeth posting in

After last week's whole argyle fiasco, walking in to discover that Pixie Dust was now apparently overstocked with hats left Luma eying all those hats and the other employees with a firm level of skepticism and suspicion.

"So is it that we're doing new themes every week?" she wondered, but at least, if that were the case, this was going in a slightly more positive direction in her opinion. In fact, in her downtime, you would absolutely find her in front of one of the mirrors, trying on a variety of different hats for herself, especially since the variety was vast, and she could just ignore or pretend she didn't see any of the truly hideous or objectionable ones.

Pixie Dust is open!

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The Danger Shop was set up with a projector and somehow even more popcorn than last week. How? Don't ask silly questions.

"So, we're starting out strong on movies this week," Jane said as the projector was spooling it up. How had they gotten an old fashioned projector to play movies? Reasons. Aesthetic reasons.

Cara seemed suspiciously cheerful. "Today's is based on real events," she said. "Or at least it resembles something that actually happened on the island."

Notice how she didn't specify what those events were.

"That could mean a lot of things," Jane muttered as the movie started up on the screen. "But everyone, enjoy the movie!"

And remember, at no point that you been promised good movies.

wrongkindofsith posting in

Why are my notes covered in...this is going to take hours to clean off.

*chittering*

Yes, I do blame you, Leroy. Thanks for asking.

Up at the School, The Long Con learned the rules of conning, Creative Writing wrote down ideas on a 'White Board of Doooom', and Glitter! did arts and crafts, which explains a few things.

There was a castle of books in the Library, where Arden explained phones to Sairis, and tried to figure out when Mardi Gras was with Gray.

Nothing much happened in the Dorms, while in Town, Liliana was asleep in bed, as opposed any of the other, surely more newsworthy places she could be sleeping. Over Easy had some kind of waffle cake pop thing that I have multiple pages of notes debating the exact details of, Adrian was bearing gifts at Pick Your Posion, mostly for Pam, though Rey got kisses out of it. At Furnado, Prompto used Stark visiting the dogs to distract his child, while Caleb came looking for a job. Dogs visited, Stark went home to celebrate his birthday with a cupcake.

drumsticksandd20s posting in

It was halfway through January already (how???) and you'd think Steph might have gotten used to writing the correct year on all the invoices and paperwork, but no. No, she hadn't. Granted, this situation was not at all helped by Saffron constantly and loudly demanding to be fed and then voicing her displeasure that her dish was not full enough for her liking, but still.

She was working on a total overhaul of the Kickstarter game recs board, complete with hand drawn and colored cutouts of various fantasy and sci-fi creatures, so the counter was a little bit of a mess. Oops.

[OOC: I am trying to remember, so help me. Open!]

hasaknightjob posting in

Khonshu had been keeping Steven and Marc busy of late.

Well, all right, mainly Marc but they were a package deal so whoever Khonshu asked for couldn't exactly go it alone, could they?

Regardless, it had meant more time back home on things which weren't pleasant holidays.

Steven wasn't thrilled about it for any number of reasons. He knew Marc wasn't entirely happy about it either. It was difficult to fully complain, though. They'd had years of largely being left alone to do as they liked on the island. A deal was a deal. They'd both agreed to be Khonshu's avatar, so they could hardly complain when asked to fulfill their part of the bargain. Particularly when Khonshu was keeping his about not asking them to murder anyone.

Still. It rankled. It felt lopsided in a way Steven couldn't fully articulate. Nothing he could put his finger on though. More something he chewed on in the back of his head, as it were.

At least today nothing had been asked so there Steven was, behind the museum's Welcome Desk as usual, ready to help any visitors who might have need of him.

[open]

stykera

Stark had spent his assigned birthday as a mostly usual Wednesday. At least a usual Wednesday these days.

His morning had started with squirrels and radio. Then there had been Glitter. Then he'd gone to the animal shelter to visit some dogs. Visiting with Noctra and her father had been a bonus.

He'd taken himself (but not any dogs) for a walk in spite of it being winter and then he'd gone to JGoB for a cupcake. Birthdays needed dessert, didn't they? The staff at the bakery had handed over multiple cupcakes for the price of one, and candles.

That was why Stark was now seated on his couch with a cupcake on the table in front of him, complete with lit candle. There was no singing. But he did make a wish. Maybe more than one.

[it was meant to be a quiet chill day at work and it was for part of the day but not the end and the afternoon/evening got weird and busy and with no data from Verizon so this is hours later and not a townies post heh. Could be open but almost certainly establishy at this hour]

talentforlying posting in

They came back. That was fucked-up.

( But John had taken the time to write out two big lists on the board, so at least that did not go to waste. )

napking posting in

"Okay, this isn't, strictly speaking, breakfast. Even by my standards...no, I know we have the regular menu still--no, I'm gonna eat them! Don't walk away with them!"

Will It Waffle? Wednesday Special
King Cake Waffle Pops

Over Easy is open! And in the carnival spirit!

throughaphase posting in

Class was taking place in one of the actual classrooms today. Would that be the case every week? Quite possibly! There were supplies on Kitty's desk for the taking, while she stood at the front of the class, beginning with, "Sorry for the missed class, but I was a Lion. And you don't want a Lion teaching glitter.

"So. What is this class about? I'm still figuring that out," she admitted. "It'll be more than an arts and crafts class, where we'll get to try out different uses of glitter, maybe discover a way to clean it up? Maybe? Anyway, your first class is arts and crafts. I've got paper and glue and a bunch of random stuff up here to take so you can make something with glitter. If you can't think of anything, go with a rainbow."

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Adrian had come to work bearing gifts!

A very belated Christmas gift of an entire crate-full of pickled, canned, dehydrated, fermented, dried, and otherwise preserved late fruits and vegetables from his garden. Yes, autumn had been over for awhile, but these things took time.

But now they were here, with a big red cloth bow on the crate to make it festive, and a witch who was very pleased with himself behind the counter.

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The library wasn't as weirdly quiet as it had been last week, for which Arden was grateful for. She didn't know if whatever it had been had run its course, or been thwarted, or something else had happened, but it hadn't happened on her shift, and for that, she was grateful.

As for this week, the castle made of books she passed on her way to the circulation desk? Didn't even rate a mention on the weirdness scale.

jedigrammarians posting in

Class was in a normal classroom this week, and Aphra and Isabela were already present, so there were probably not going to be any shenanigans this week. Probably.

"Now that we've gotten introductions out of the way," Aphra started them off. "We're going to talk about the most important skill you can have when engaging in creative endeavours."

"Ideas!" Thank you Isabela, for being so enthusiastic there. I'm sure everyone appreciated it. "They say there's no such thing as a bad idea, but some are better than others."

"You have a good enough idea, and no one will care about how badly you write." Though grammar was important, kids.

"So for today's exercise we want you to just come up with as many ideas as possible, just throw things at the wall and see what sticks."

"And by throw things at the wall, we mean write it on this whiteboard, and if anything someone else has written sparks another idea, write that down as well."

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With riding lessons on the horizon in Noctra's near future (he was thinking it might be a good birthday present, actually, for when she turned three next month and he figured it was also a good incentive to really push her on that last leg of her potty training, which he felt kind of bad for, but also, he felt it was a parenting tactic that Ignis, the most parent-y non-parent person he knew, would approve of), Prompto had gotten her a few picture books about horses, and she was eager to come along with him to the shelter so that she could ask the vet all sorts of horse questions.

Grilling her, really. And when Prompto eventually suggested that she take a break so that the vet could get some work done, she pouted a little and insisted that she wasn't done. "I want Aunt Liliana to be inbreast."

If Prompto had been drinking something at that moment, he would have been spitting it out.

"Impressed," he corrected. "You want her to be impressed."

"That's what I said, Daddy! Inbreast!"

Closing his eyes, Prompto counted backwards from ten and was mostly just relieved that neither Gladio nor Ignis were here to expand on that furth--

Oh, no. Expand was a terrible word to use there, narrative.

Anyway, Furnado is open!

(And not the least bit sorry!)

stykera posting in

Good morning. It’s Wednesday. It’s my birthday. Sort of. The one that was chosen for me. Anyway. The news from yesterday.

At the school Raiden taught his Feeding Yourself students how to use kitchen appliances. Including how to properly put things in a dishwasher. Ethics focused on emotions and how to deal with them. Trying to ignore them is never the correct choice. And then in Basic Training Remy had his students attacked by hateful people. They fought back. Good.

Nothing from the dorms. Maybe I’ll bring you a cupcake next week, Intern Porg.

*chittering*

No. Not for you.

In the town, Ignis was at Luke’s with a lot of coffee and coffee in recipeh. Liliana joined him for…breakfast. As usual.

And in the evening, Lucifer had to deal with Tiny trying out some sort of mysterious musical instrument. Not well, it seems.

And that’s all for yesterday, today. Perhaps I’ll see some of you later today and the squirrels will talk about it tomorrow.

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