Fandom Clinic, Monday 10/13

Oct. 13th, 2025 01:53 pm
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The clinic was looking even spookier today. Unlike some establishments, there were plenty of fake cobwebs in the corners of the lobby. The squirrels shouldn't be lurking in here anyway.

Stark had the usual coffees this morning, along with some seasonal cookies (lots of bat shapes today).

Stabby was carving a pumpkin on the counter. The nurses looked like they wanted to say something but, well, the crab had a large knife and it was going to be easier and safer to just wait until he was finished.

The clinic was open, the crab was only stabbing pumpkins (so far), and the alien was in.

The Devil's Nest, Monday Night

Oct. 13th, 2025 11:47 am
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Tiny was still on his pumpkin spice bullshit and had now expanded into gingerbread spice bullshit.

"I'm not drinking either of those things," he said, pointing to the cocktails. "I would like vodka. Plain, normal vodka."

The Devil's Nest was open!
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The federal government was closed, so Steve wasn't expecting a call back from anyone at the FBI about his serial killer profiler. While he waited, he went over his notes about the case and checked CNN to see if Harry had caught up with the guy who'd intended to blow up nuclear reactors.

Since all things remained un-blown-up, he was optimistic about Harry's effectiveness.

His cellphone, vibrating from various chat groups sending obnoxious Navy memes in celebration of its birthday today, was stuck in a drawer. He was not ready to look at those yet.

Only four more hours of work to go. He'd started voluntarily doing paperwork. Someone save him.
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"Welcome back," Anakin said with a smile. "Commander McGarrett is allowed to swim again, so that will add to our class's productivity significantly."

Steve smiled and nodded. "We'll work on the backstroke today, since you did so well with floating last week."

Pizza Planet, Monday

Oct. 13th, 2025 09:43 am
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As at Over Easy, so at Pizza Planet, which was to say that the pizza place was getting in the spooky season mood.

It was still a no on fake spiderwebs, though. Seriously, they were dangerous for wildlife. And squirrels. Never mind that the staff all seemed like they really wanted to tell Raiden something when he reminded them the squirrels might get caught in the webs.

Surely no one would want the squirrels to get caught. Right?...Right?

Specials
Ultimate Mushroom Pizza
Pumpkin & Kale Pizza
Maple Bacon Pizza with Apples & Cheddar


Pizza Planet is open!

Cryptozoology, Monday period 2

Oct. 13th, 2025 09:31 am
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"We're back to water beasts this week," Jon began. "Ireland instead of Scotland. Specifically, the Dobhar-chú. It translates as 'water dog', and is also a modern word for otter, so this particular cryptid sometimes gets called 'King Otter'. It's not nearly so cuddly as that would imply, though." He brought up a drawing.

"Sometimes it's described as half dog, half fish, and sometimes as simply a very large otter, on the scale of three to five meters. One account claims it to be white with black ear tips and a black cross on its back. Another describes it as black and hairless. Although I suppose if it were otter-like, it could be a difference between it being wet and dry. There's a headstone in County Leitrim, supposedly of a woman killed by the creature, that shows...well, mostly a dog." He shrugged.

"The story says that the woman went down to the lake to do laundry, and her husband heard her scream. He showed up either as she was being killed or just after, and saw the monster lying asleep on top of her. Apparently some things can fall asleep any time. He killed it, and it called to its mate. After a long battle, he killed it, too.

"Apart from that, there have been a number of sightings over the years, as recently as the 2000s. Nothing much documented, though; it's all been passed on through word of mouth. There is another gravestone of another woman killed a few centuries earlier, and several accounts in Japanese books, oddly enough; some from Irish people reported there, and at least one from a Japanese expedition.

"Leading theories are large otters, misplaced sea lions, and leftover dinosaurs. Also, there's some question as to if there's been some influence or confusion with legends of kelpies, though they're more typically horse-like than dog-like. Or otter-like."

Another shrug. "So as usual, let's discuss if you think they're real, and/or what they might be."

Fandom Radio- Monday, October 13

Oct. 13th, 2025 07:43 am
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Morning, everyone. This is Jaina, with the usual few notes from Sunday. Which is why I'm glad the squirrels bring everything to me now.

*chittering*

Excuse you, I'm a working mother. Anyway, Rey was in a bad mood at Stark's and I'm sure I don't know why, Jesse was at town hall on her off day so she was there when new guy Gregorith came to introduce himself before he checked in with home. And then Luma was reading at the Perk, though she took a break to talk to Riri about libraries and labs.

That's all I've got. See some of you in class soon, the rest of you next week.

Pick Your Poison, Monday

Oct. 13th, 2025 09:48 am
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Why did she keep coming here, even though the threat was at home - in the shack, in Slaughter Swamp?

Pam would like to say it was because she could keep a clear head here. It wasn't untrue, either; it was just mainly that the clear head was aided by the lack of questions from crocodilian friends or, well, Janet.

Either way. It was Monday, the store was open, and Pam found herself back on the sofa after getting the latest batch of antidote running. Sometimes the strangest things could be come routine.

[[ open ]]

The Cape Rouge, Monday Afternoon

Oct. 13th, 2025 08:12 am
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Lucifer was home. He had languished in that for a full wonderful Sunday-- all right, perhaps he'd gone a bit overboard on breakfast (and had made his apologies to Octavia, and hadn't done it again this morning, there were enough leftovers anyway) but he stood by dinner. And drinks.

And a lot of piling up on the bed.

He had no particular desire to leave any time soon, but by Monday it did dawn on him that he should check on the house. He had kept it for a reason, after all - a second home, a second space for three people who sometimes very much needed it.

He knew he needed to do it.

He was just... procrastinating.

Or, more specifically, baking. (Chocolate. Why not try a classic?)

Unfortunately, he had now reached the point of the baking where there was nothing to do but sit around the galley, stretched out in a booth, thinking about how he could be using this time to strike checking on the house from his list. Sigh. Perhaps if he poured another shot of whiskey into his coffee? That was a good excuse.

[[ open for thems who live here ]]
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Luma was curled up in a comfortable chair, with a book in her hands and a pumpkin spice latte on the side table. She'd had one for the first time a few days ago, and found herself craving more, especially as the days began to cool down.

Despite that craving, however(my God, what did they put in them???), her was currently sitting there mostly untouched, her attention snagged by the pages of her book and the absolutely devastating story being laid out in those words. It had everything she loved: a dark and gloomy setting, a tragic heroine, a sense of dread and foreboding and hopelessness...so far very good. She hoped they didn't ruin it in the end by not having the terrible love interest meet a horrible end by its finale, though.

But she wouldn't know until she got there, and she was making swift progress toward finding out.

[[ open! Now that I've posted, wat h work explode 🙄 ]]

Tony's New York, Sunday afternoon

Oct. 12th, 2025 12:40 pm
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Tony and Steve had gone to Manhattan after their class on Thursday and gotten bagels to bring back to Fandom, but somehow (Steve) they had all been eaten (Steve) in the past four days (Steve, and also Fee).

So now they were back in the city for a new, bigger batch to take home with them, and to appreciate the start of autumn in the city with a walk through Central Park, which was just enough nature for two born-and-bred city boys.

"This is nice," Steve said around a mouthful of food.

Fandom Radio - Sunday (10/12)

Oct. 12th, 2025 11:29 am
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Again? Really? Alright, let's get this done quickly. I've got plans today, you know.

Let's see those notes. We have... Lucifer returning in time for Octavia's birthday to the delight of both her and Duke. Raiden... that's a lot of hearts around his name... well, he was particular about safety in decorations at Over Easy. Navy Steve stopped in to catch up and share the health issues that had kept him away. One of our newest residents, Greg was enjoying the park where Jon met him and explained a bit about how the island works. With a lot of gossip, honestly.

But that seems to be all we've got. So, excuse me, I have a date in the city.

Stark Industries- Sunday

Oct. 12th, 2025 09:54 am
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The last changes to the course were pissing Rey off. Which, honestly, was probably why she needed them and she realized that but they were pissing her off. She'd gone this morning before work, accumulated some new bruises, and was now angrily working while angrily drinking a pumpkin spice latte.

Was she going to go back after this in case this time she got it right? Of course she was.


[Open!]

Town Hall, Sunday

Oct. 12th, 2025 10:17 am
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Was Sunday a workday? Not technically. Was the current mayor a workaholic who had only recently started adopting slightly more reasonable work times on account of the former Winter Soldier in her building? Also yes.

So it shouldn't really be a surprise that Jesse was in her office this Sunday, going through an overwhelming stack of forms for the school's upcoming vacation trip.

"I should really get a ticket for all the work I put into this," she muttered, then realized her assistant was enjoying her weekend in a more traditional way. "... But I wouldn't know what to do with it anyway."

Sigh.

[[ open ]]

The Park, Saturday Afternoon

Oct. 11th, 2025 03:57 pm
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Around noon, Gregorith had finally felt put together enough to venture forth. So after masking his appearance (he suspected he was being overly cautious in that regard but the mun had made such a fuss about it this place reminded him enough of the Mortal Realm he felt more comfortable this way) he'd headed out for a bout of exploration.

And now he found himself in the park, pondering the troll statues.

(tis a park, so tis open and stuff)

Over Easy, Saturday

Oct. 11th, 2025 09:16 am
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Raiden was allowing the staff at Over Easy to decorate for Halloween. Within reason. He didn't want it to look like a haunted house in here, and if he didn't set guidelines fast Gray would go overboard on Wednesday.

"No, no fake cobwebs! They're terrible for small animals. Will no one think of the squirrels?"

Entrapping the squirrels might have been the idea, actually, but no one was going to admit it to Raiden.

Specials
Pumpkin Shortcakes with Cinnamon Apples & Maple Whipped Cream Cheese
Cinnamon Pumpkin Pancakes
Sweet Potato Hash with Sausage and Eggs


Over Easy is open!

The Cape Rouge, Saturday Evening

Oct. 11th, 2025 09:53 am
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It was Octavia's birthday.

And it wasn't as if the work - the Work, Lucifer had been thinking of it - had had a scheduled ending this day. But somewhere halfway into it, as he and Amenadiel fought with the tangled strands of fate they had inherited, he'd told himself: Octavia's birthday, that would have to be the end of it.

Even if he had to bend space and time to do it.

It came down to the wire, in the end. A final careful foundation, set within the heart of the Silver City. But he'd made it.

And so, on Saturday evening, there was the sound of wings - and an angel in a suit, bearing a fine bottle of cider in one hand and an equally fine bottle of bourbon in the other, descended upon the deck of the Cape Rouge.

[[ for thems that live here ]]

Fandom Radio, Saturday, October 11

Oct. 10th, 2025 10:22 pm
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Good morning, everyone, and welcome to another installment of the news, as transcribed by the squirrels and faithfully reported by me, Miss Lydia Bennet. Let's get into it, shall we?

We begin with the school, where Lord Thor was absent from Weather & Storms but the students had a no doubt educational film to watch in his stead. I've nothing from the dormitory, so we shall move along to the town. It seems that Mr. Henry of Skalitz has obtained a new job at the forge, and we've a new person in town, a Mr. Gregorith. It seems that he's a demon. I wonder if he knows Wickham. He made the acquaintance of Mr. LeBeau, who explained about that whole...dimensional nexus business. And the squirrels. Oh, good, so you've learned about the radio, sir! Welcome! And congratulations to the students who arrived at the start of term on shedding their 'the new ones' status.

At Needful Things, Dr. Quinn was decorating for your Halloween, as was Miss Eleanor with some gourds at Plant Parenthood. Miss Blake communed with nature in the Preserve, whilst Miss Skywalker was alarmed by the woodchucks at her warehouse, and discussed them and the alterations made by Mrs. Skywalker-Fel with Dean Skywalker. And finally, at the Trooper Station, Detective Watts received a delivery of flowers. And that seems to be the last of my notes, so I'm off for a cup of tea. Farewell until next week, dear listeners!
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Good morning, everyone! This is Captain Steve Rogers with yesterday's news.

*chittering*

Yes, and bagels from Manhattan. I'm not sure if you deserve any, though.

In classes, Liliana's Zombie class did Supermarket Sweep but with zombies, then she went to her office, watched old episodes and decided she and Ignis would destroy everyone on it. Food Adventures had a pasta making class, Belle dodged gremlin shoes in the library, and Tony and I had our class make salads that aren't salads in baking class.

*chittering*

There is nothing wrong with cottage cheese in salads!

In town, Pam had new autumn-colored potted flowers, so that's very helpful if you are celebrating Canadian Thanksgiving on Monday or just wanting to get seasonal. Liz worked on email, Remy had coffee at the Perk, Mary was enjoying Taylor Swift's new album, and Thor was making a drink with dry ice at the Devil's Nest. I'll trade some bagels for a drink!

Watts and Steven had lunch, Steph was decorating for Halloween at the Magpie Emporium with the less-helpful help of Vi, currently a cat, and Watts came in for sparkly dice. Finally, Supper Club went to Slainte--

*chittering*

Yes, that's how you pronounce that. They had Irish food and Henry, Lydia, and Flint were all thrilled with the familiarity of the cuisine.

And that's everything! Enjoy your weekend!

Trooper Station, Friday

Oct. 10th, 2025 10:28 am
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The station was quiet today. Quieter even than usual, without a single phone call regarding bees or garden gnomes or raccoons.

So Watts was spending his time being very productive: by fiddling with the Rubik's cube he kept in a desk drawer for just such occasions.

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