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Oh, if anyone thought that Ignis's tyrannical bout of end-of-year cleaning would be restricted to just the mansion, they clearly hadn't actually met him. He also had a game plan to do the same for the diner, not nearly as extensive due to also operating under business as usual, but he suspected it would be more than slow enough for a bit of attention thrown in where they might otherwise have been lax.

Any objections would be met with a prompto assignment to the grease traps.

Today's Specials

Turkey Brie and Cranberry Panini with Rosemary Chips
Three Bean Chili with Jalapeño
Cornbread
New Year's Parfait

Luke's is open!

throughaphase posting in

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Today of course was the day for getting everything finalized for the party, including decorating. It was never anything too crazy (aside from the yearly fight over whether glitter would rain down at midnight), but Kitty had liked the idea of a lot of lights. Which she couldn't find.

At least until she went looking in the back room and found them all on the mechanical bull, lighting it up like some ungodly mechanized beacon, visible from space.

"Tino, I've got a project for you to undo!"

Nothing like trying to blind the patrons.

[Open!]

afraid_of_marshmallows posting in

fandom_radio

What up island? It's me, ya girl Arden Finch, coming at you with my last broadcast of the year. Once again, it's pretty quiet on the island--or so I'm guessing. I'm in California and basically got mugged on my way to the store by a bunch of drunk rodents with radio equipment. Either they can't find our house or they don't wanna run into Galen and Al and have to explain how they got into it, and either way, I can't blame them.

Anyway, no School or Dorms, but we've got a little bit of life in Town. Professor Vess was haranguing clocks in the Infinite Consortium before calling Mr. Argentum at the Photo Hut to talk to him about teaching Little Miss how to ride a pony. That's some bougie-ass...right. I can't talk smack about being bougie anymore considering I'm on my way to Erewon. Moving on, Professor James and the nurses were discussing New Years Eve plans at the Clinic. And...that's it! That's all the notes! Now if you'll excuse me, I have fifty bucks from Castor with which I'm hoping to be able to afford an entire smoothie and a mason jar full of chocolate-covered pomegranate seeds. Wish me luck!

This is ya girl, Arden Finch, signing off with PEGGY's Villains Aren't Born (They're Made) and if you think it's at all related to my destination, you're goddess-damned right. Bye!

hashtag_chocobro posting in

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As much as he really did love them, the holidays were pretty hectic and chaotic even before adding a newborn to the mix, so Prompto had been really looking forward to a chance to steal some peace and quiet down in the store that day. He might be just jinxing himself with that sigh of relief at the calm that awaited him when he opened up, but, hey, man, he was going to take it where he could get it!

He was also looking forward to taking the opportunity to start going through the...literal hundreds (if not thousands!!) of pictures he'd taken in the last month and a half or so.

Forget feeling cramped and running oit of space for the kids! If anything, thry mostly just needed more for all the photo albums.

The Photo Hut is open!

stykera posting in

fandom_clinic

"I brought bagels today," Stark said. "To go with the coffee. In case anyone wanted a change from sweet things."

Not Stark, obviously. He'd been living off Christmas cookies and such for several days now. He probably ought to eat some real food at some point. Probably. Maybe a vegetable or two.

Stabby was unconcerned with vegetables, bagels, or cookies. Stabby was, apparently, trying on hats and ties for Wednesday night.

"He's thinking about going to the party," a nurse explained. "I think. He might have invited the lobsters? He's being a bit cagey about it all. You're going, right? To the bar?"

Stark shrugged.

"I haven't got anywhere else to go. So...I think so. At least for a bit."

The clinic was open, the crab was trying to look his best for the new year, and the alien was feeling a bit noncommittal about his holiday plans.

solo_sword posting in

fandom_radio

Morning, everyone. I'm pretty sure it's my day? The squirrels showed up late and confused and I can't tell them otherwise so I'm going to read the notes and hope for the best.

We have Rey getting back to town and cleaning at Stark's, and Gregorith got back and was at the museum, where Watts came by to introduce himself.

And that's all my usual notes so I'm happy to report that today is Monday. Take that knowledge with you today.

deathsmajesty posting in

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The worst thing about teaching was that it forced Liliana to cognizant of time. She preferred to live her life beholden to neither clock nor calendar, and classes meant that there was at least one time per week when she had to be aware of both. Which meant that what many people considered the disorienting, dreamy no-time between Christmas and New Year's Day was her preferred state of existence. She did what she wished when she wished, as was right and proper. Even being at the shop today had less to do with it being Monday and more that Ignis and her steward had decided to undertake some kind of vast, mansion-wide deep cleaning and Liliana had chosen to decamp elsewhere rather than be roped into assisting with that endeavor.

All of which to say that today's delivery of clocks (in fact, several different kinds of clocks) was absolutely insulting.

"You can make me put you in the window, but you can't make me mind you," she informed the different chronology keepers before flouncing back to her seat behind the counter.

thatwaslucky posting in

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Rey loved Christmas, but being around when everyone was with their people and things were quiet got pretty lonely, and so she'd been at home. Learn some things, help some people, get into a fight that helped her feel better about her recent complaints about feeling rusty, it was a good time. She'd gotten back in this morning, so she figured she'd go in to work and be only a little bit late. It'd give her something to do since she was sure things were still on the slow side in town.

Except how there actually was nothing to do, which was pretty uncommon for after the holiday, sooo she was going to clean everything in sight. Yep. Totally worth coming in.

[Open!]

apologizeswithpie posting in

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The trip home had been refreshing. And exhausting. When he lived there he could space out socializing, but he'd had to cram all the visits and hang outs and get-togethers into one week and as much as he loved Bel, Lily, Sharkie, his mother and sister, Lucifer and even Asmodeus it had all been a lot.

So after a meeting with Lucifer and the other head deities, determining that a continuing presence here in Fandom would be useful, it had been a bit of a relief to get back to his quiet townhouse.

Even if the cold was uncomfortable.

Maybe some time in the butterfly room would do him good.

[The Museum be open]

mustbeawitch posting in

fandom_radio

Good morning, everyone! It is I, Miss Lydia Bennet, here to read all the...where are the notes?

*chittering*

There was an unfortunate eggnog incident, apparently.

*chittering*

Involving rum, of course. Well. Until next week, then!

heroic_jawline posting in

fandom_radio

Good morning, Fandom, and happy second day of Christmas!

*chittering*

Oh! It's also St. Stephen's Day--though spelled incorrectly for me--Boxing Day and the first day of Kwanzaa. Happy Holidays! The notes about yesterday are pretty thin on the ground, unlike the snow. Liliana was outside enjoying the weather, Lucifer, Duke, and Octavia set out on their ship, and Steven and Watts went for Chinese.

I'm heading back inside to enjoy the warmth there. Enjoy your time with family and friends, everyone.

solo_sword posting in

fandomhigh_ooc

I think I might be the actual only person in this office on my second week at this job where I don't know all of what I'm supposed to be doing, SO. MEME. We haven't done this one since- strangely- this time last year.

This is gonna work like a questions meme: Players respond ICly to questions about THIS LAST YEAR OR UPCOMING YEAR. For instance, "Who's someone you're glad you met this year?" or "What are your new year's resolutions?" or "What are you looking forward to in the coming year?" All answers are IC, nothing's gained IG from this but fun.

Please feel free to add your own questions! Seriously I came back to three emails and two were "so and so is trying to reach you on Teams to tell the office Merry Christmas."

hasaknightjob posting in

fandomtownies

it was Christmas Day. Which of course Steven and Llewellyn did not celebrate as others did. But that didn't mean they didn't honor the 25th day of December in other ways.

Namely sitting down at Ching Tai for a lovely Chinese dinner.

"Mushroom dumplings look a treat," Steven told Llewellyn.

[open restaurant is open, though with SP caveat for the holiday]

wrongkindofsith posting in

fandom_radio

*chittering*

Oh no, I would never have guessed you wanted that.

*chittering*

I'd never be sarcastic either. Just like I absolutely love spending this holiday with you.

Let's see, the only bit of news was in Town, where Illyana was in her room. Good for her. I know I'd rather be in mine right now.

stykera posting in

fandom_radio

Good morning. Wednesday, again. Another quiet day yesterday. A lot of those lately. Maybe that’s a good thing.

Nothing from the school because we’re on break. Nothing from the dorms because that happens most days. And we’re on break. And only a few things from the town. Because…it’s a break week. Those are always quiet.

At the Town Hall Jesse was dealing with gremlins singing songs. There were a lot of those yesterday. They stood outside my door all day singing about Last Christmas.

Kitty had more gremlins singing at Caritas while she was trying to wrap presents. And they sang with the zombies. Tino did not seem to be involved. A nice gift for Kitty.

And Lucifer also had singing gremlins bothering him at The Devil’s Nest until he convinced some of them to sing with him.

That’s all I have. Enjoy your Wednesday. Merry Christmas, tomorrow, if that’s your holiday. I’m going back home now to see what was in the box that was waiting when I woke up.

pocketpretzels posting in

fandomhigh_ooc

Sneaking this in before most of us disappear for the holiday, hopefully...

This time around we need two teachers to help our new students adjust, readjust, or continue to adjust to Fandom's little quirks (you know, the squirrels, the raccoons, the sometimes everyone turns into a child...).

Please volunteer if your teacher will be the following:

Non-antagonistic about helping out someone (ICly, your character can be signed up against their will, but, please don't sign up if they're not going to be helpful to a newbie).
You have the time to field questions from a newbie, and your character will be around consistently for the first few weeks of the semester.
The new students arrive Saturday, January 3rd, so online availability for at least part of that day

my_own_advocate posting in

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"No, no, no," Lucifer had informed the gremlin carolers at the start of the night.

They had insisted.

He had yelled 'no' again, several times, and finally directed them to at least sing quietly in the corner.

But as the evening progressed, and he spent more time behind the piano-- well.

"Oh, fine," he called, near midnight. "Who among you knows 'Fairytale of New York'? Get on the piano."

The Devil's Nest was open, and the Devil was making lemonade out of an excruciatingly messy bag of lemons.

throughaphase posting in

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Kitty was not actually working. Well, she was, if anyone came in, but work was a good way to finish wrapping presents without a seven-year-old making up convenient excuses to come by. She'd commandeered a table I the lounge as a wrapping station and had at least confined her mess to there.

As for the caroling gremlins... well, they were onstage. With the zombies. They were current working through Little Drummer Boy and Kitty was wondering how fast she could possibly be done with this and flee.

[Open!]

afraid_of_marshmallows posting in

fandom_radio

Hey there, island! It's me, ya girl Arden Finch, welcoming you to the Christmas Eve's Eve broadcast. We're gonna make this quick because there are caroling goblins on this street and I wanna be gone by the time they make it to the station. Fortunately, there are very few notes, because School is out and the Dorms have figured out how to keep the squirrels out or something.

We had Professor Vess grading papers at the Infinite Consortium...wait. Not grading papers, but grading the paper? Like a newspaper? Okay, damn. Everyone was having a different reaction to the tinsel rain at the Magpie Emporium; for Vi, it was business as usual, for Saffron, it was the greatest day ever, and for Little Bot, it was absolute hell. Aww, good luck Little Bot! And our last note from the day is from the Clinic, where Professor James shared his tinsel bounty with Stabby. And that's it for the notes, which is great because I can hear the gremlins now, but I'll leave Tim Minchin's White Wine In The Sun playing to hopefully drown them out. This is ya girl, Arden Finch, wishing y'all a happy holidays! Bye!

weirderthanthou posting in

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There was a knock on the door. That, in itself, was unusual: the door was unlocked, the idea was that anyone could walk right in.

So Jesse denied her every instinct to just leave it be, and got up to open it. It flew open to reveal-- a band of gremlins in a variety of clashing outfits.

She blinked.

The mohawked gremlin at the front opened his mouth. What came out was a true onslaught of sound. "OUTSIDE THE CAROLERS START TO SING, I CAN'T DESCRIBE THE JOY THEY BRING 'CAUSE JOY IS SOMETHING THEY DON'T BRING ME--auuggh."

The gremlin beside him yoinked her elbow out of her friend's ribs and brushed her long bangs out of her face. At a more sedate volume, she sang, "So I stand with a dead smile on my face, wondering how much of my time they'll waste-- Oh God, I hate these Satan's helpers-- And then I guess I must've snapped, because I grabbed a baseball bat, and made them all run for shelteeeEEEEr!"

And just like that, the whole off-key gremlin horde threw their back into the song. "IT'S CHRISTMAS TIME! AGAIN! IT'S TIME TO BE NICE TO THE PEOPLE YOU CAN'T STAND! ALL YEAR! I'M GROWING TI--"

Jesse closed the door. It seemed like the decent thing to do.

As she walked back to her seat, she could still faintly hear a jolly chorus in the background--

"Please post my bail! Please post my bail!"

"Check with the sheriff's office on that one, will you?" Jesse told her assistant, and sighed.

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Luke's Diner; Tuesday [12/30].

Caritas- Tuesday

Fandom Radio, Tuesday, December 30th

The Photo Hut; Monday [12/29].

Fandom Clinic, Monday 12/29

Fandom Radio- Monday, December 29?

Infinite Consortium, Monday

Stark Industries- Sunday

Fandom Museum, Sunday December 28

Fandom Radio, Saturday, December 27

Fandom Radio, Friday, December 26, 2025

Meme: Year End Roundup

Ching Tai, Thursday evening

WTFH - Fandom Radio [Thurs, December 25th]

Fandom Radio, Wednesday 12/24

Faculty Advisors!

The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

Caritas- Tuesday

Fandom Radio, Tuesday, December 23rd

Town Hall, Tuesday

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