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The library was still a mess when Belle arrived for her shift. Luckily she was prepared, having listened to radio.

She had snacks to bribe some gremlins with in an attempt to get them to help and she had stickers to hand out if they did help, as a reward. Who didn't love stickers, right?

Apparently, a lot of gremlins didn't love stickers. Tiny jerks.

Belle was going to be doing a lot of straightening up herself today with only the occasional help from one or two particularly pleasant gremlins/

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Class today was 100% on time and nobody would dare suggest otherwise, right? Right.

Stark stood at the front of the room, looking out at anyone who was there. “Welcome back. A new thing to try this week, since that’s the whole idea, will not be kickball because Anakin is a ridiculous person. There will also be no slip and slides and no giant costumes. Just in case anyone was worried.”

“Instead, we’re going to try out something I’ve done before and that’s related to one of my favorite things to do. Baking.” Not like that. Well, not like that alone.

“Today we’ll do some cookie decorating. The nice thing about food hobbies is you can eat the results. So I have sugar cookies, which are safe for Steven to eat don’t worry, in a variety of shapes, and then I have royal icing and all manner of sprinkle-type-things to add to them. You can be as fancy or as plain as you like. Have fun with it. If you mess up…it’s still tasty. Just eat the cookie and nobody will know! So, come pick up a cookie, or multiple cookies from the trays, grab some supplies, and decorate. Have fun. No need to try for perfection. Just enjoy it.”

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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!

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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.

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"Okay, guys," Raiden greeted his class once they had assembled at Portalocity and he'd fired off a text to Arden promising her a make-up pizza when she wasn't a bird any more. You know, very normal teacher concerns. "Today, we're following pizza in its journey to the United States, which is where it really took off. You see, Italian immigrants brought their food with them to the US, but like many immigrant groups they not only had to adapt to the ingredients available here, they had access to a wider range of ingredients, so they could do all sorts of new and interesting things. Specifically for our case, Sicilian immigrants from southern Italy had more access to meat and cheese, ingredients that were scarcer and more expensive in their seafood-rich region but plentiful in northern Italy. So don't listen to anyone who ever starts snitting at you about 'authentic' food, because it's a scam. Does the food taste good? Yes? Then who cares if it's authentic? No? Then it doesn't matter if it's authentic. Case closed. But I'm wandering off the point.

"One of the things these Italian immigrants brought with them was, you guessed it, pizza, and in New York is where it really started to take off. I'm not about to start an argument about which is the best kind of pizza--they're all winners to me--but New Yorkers get really heated about it. They favor a thin-crust pizza sold in large slices people like to fold. It's a thing. Today we're going to Harlem to try out Patsy's, opened in 1933 by Pasquale Lanceri and recently featured in a hit movie. A bunch of these old New York pizzerias have their own individual claims to fame, and Patsy's is that they claim to have been the first to sell pizza by the slice. The first in New York, maybe, but remember, that's how pizza was originally sold in those open-air stands in Naples. Ah, but that doesn't matter. C'mon, let's go try some pizza and explore Spanish Harlem.

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*chittering*

When have I ever cared about your hangovers?

*extremely loud dropping of notes*

Oops. How careless of me.

In School news, this weeks 'Shenanakins', yes, I see what you did there, involved mascot kickball on booze covered slip'n'slides and were 'the best ever'. In the squirrels' opinions, the voluntolds were a lot more ambivalent on the whole concept. But they tried.

Meanwhile in the Library, everything was a mess and Arden was a bird, these may or may not have been related facts, and were very confusing for Cal and Gray. Well, at least they're pretty.

Nothing much in the Dorms, while in Town, Quinn was at the Infinite Consortium, taking out her poor life choices on an innocent cursed mascot costume, while at Pick You Poison, Adrian was a pot of flowers, and Boston was discovering how useful thumbs are for horticultural purposes.

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While Jaina was more than happy to spend this much time in Fandom (a fact her teenage self wouldn't have ever believed), it was also killing her to be sitting around doing nothing. So they'd celebrated the boys' birthday- after a fire drill- and the next day Jaina had gone home.

There were leads on the cell that they believed was after the family, but she was under very strict orders to not pursue the lead so she didn't throw them off.

Instead, Jaina was on Coruscant, being very visible. She'd so far managed to escape having bodyguards, she'd made a point to be seen with family members, and while she still wasn't the Jedi's favorite person, they had offered help that she'd denied. Politely. Here she was, an open target, all alone and vulnerable, just begging for someone to try and kill her. Maybe they could catch someone. Maybe they could get more information. Maybe.

It wasn't happening. As far as anyone could tell, the cell was making no movement towards her, and she seemed to be in no real danger. It was sort of disappointing, if she was being honest. Disappointing and unsettling. She'd had a feeling they weren't after her, and she had no idea why.

She was staying in the hotel quarters that Jag had been using as his Coruscant home base since his Head of State days, After another day of not having her life threatened, she headed back to said quarters, where she sat on the too-hard sofa and sent a message off to Jag to see if it was a good time to call the kids, since she didn't like how empty it felt in here.

One more day. Then it was time to head back and let the pros do their jobs.

[Can be open for calls or texts!]

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Liliana was once again leaning against the front of her desk; hardly the position when one wanted to command the respect and attention due a professor, but this barely counted as a class. It was more a vehicle for her ranting, with the very thin sheen of 'history' to make it seem like a credible academic topic. So she was just going to lean, sipping her heavily honeyed tea that Ignis had provided her to soothe her throat after her generally long lectures, waiting until the clock ticked over to nine. As soon as it did so, she began today's...discussion, sure.

"Officially, the war between Yotia and the Fallaji is called the Antiquities War; however, since the war was actually between Urza and Mishra and they were using the armies of both countries like little toy soldiers, it is more commonly known as the Brothers' War. And by 'more commonly known,' I mean that if you ask someone what the Antiquities War was, the more scholarly and educated would eventually remember what you're referring to. If you ask damn near anyone on Dominaria what the Brothers' War was, even the most illiterate peasant could tell you, probably after spitting first. That's because the effects of the war impacted the entire plane, both in its immediate aftermath and for centuries - millennia, really - later. The war itself lasted from 28 AR to 64 AR, when Urza ended it in a truly spectacular and definitive fashion that we'll be discussing next week."

( So much ranting and ecological devastation behind this cut! )

Now she settled back to open the floor to any questions and comments folks might have, especially after throwing concepts like 'Worldsoul' and 'Maro-Sorcerer' out there.

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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!]

witchoftheflesh posting in

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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.

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Arden got into the library and discovered that it was absolutely trashed. Gremlins were running rampant, Bookapalooza had apparently happened overnight with a ton of books laying around with a pile of musician autobiographies in piles on the table, and the bats were back and divebombing anything that moved.

"Oh, definitely not," Arden said, shaking her head. "I am not dealing with this. I'd rather go to Shenanigans than this. I'm not your mom, I'm so not picking up after you."

And as if the island had heard this and decided to help, where there was once an Arden standing there, arms folded, glaring at the mess, there was suddenly a brightly-colored finch perched on the circulation desk and preening her feathers.

Maybe slightly overkill, but Arden appreciated the backup. Or something.

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Good morning, it’s Wednesday, again and I’m here, again. So let’s get this over with so I can try to avoid Anakin.

At the school, the large fabric eagle took students to a park in Maine. The Beach! class watched a very familiar movie. On the beach. And then Paintball! was a disaster where I lost, Cal won, and there were slip and slides full of paint. At least that’s over with.

Nothing from the dorms, as usual. The porg remains, it seems, resigned to his fate. So now there’s the town.

There was a beach in Caritas or maybe just a lot of sand for Kitty to deal with. Remy brought his cats to work with him at Needful Things. They were not eaten by the hyena in case anyone was worried.

And above Needful Things in Harley’s apartment Marc went to visit Harley with breakfast and they had a conversation about not being angry and not leaving and it seems like it was tense but the squirrels may just have been worried about the hyena? I don’t think he’s eaten any of them either. Yet. I hope everything’s all right.

That's all from yesterday for today.

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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!]

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Anakin was still not a cat! And he had ~~stolen~~ requisitioned the slip 'n slides from Paintball yesterday and set them up in roughly a triangle shape.

With bases between them. Because Anakin also still didn't know how baseball worked.

The bad news? The slip 'n slides were covered in baby oil and mudslide cocktail mix (because his order for mud had been misinterpreted. Watch out for the squirrels who'd definitely been licking the slip 'n slides.)

The good news? Your teams are in costumes made to protect you as you slide!

Well. Sort of. Anakin had gotten into the Japanese mascots again.

"Today we shall be playing slip 'n slide kickball!" Anakin told the unfortunates caught in the park this morning. "Listen for your names!"

Team Uesama (a hyperrealistic head on legs who promotes Sof’ ice cream.)
Quinn (pitcher)
Luma
Henry of Skalitz
Lydia
Rey
Vi
Remy
Steve R

Team Jumball the Third, King of the Watermelons (the mascot of Nyuzen Town, Japan.)
Stark (pitcher)
Belle
Isabella
Eleanor
Flint
Steve M
Thor
Raiden

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This week’s trip was to Acadia National Park because it was first alphabetically and therefore the first one Sam saw when looking at the list.

“Follow me, class,” Sam said, waving towards the portal. “We are going Maine! To visit Acadia! Home of Cadillac Mountain the highest mountain on the Atlantic Coast! It is the first National Park to be established east of the Mississippi!”

“You will have a chance to visit the coastline! See forests! See mountains! Lakes! Ponds! A beautiful place in this fine country.”

“Come along, students! There is much to see!”

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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. . . .]

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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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Class was in the Danger Shop rather than on the beach like last week, set up as an open air cinema on the beach. The neon pink beach, look certain teachers had really broken that setting and trying to fix it had only made it even more pink. Somehow.

"Last week we covered some of the more traditional activities you could take part in on a beach." Sure you could say that. There was no way of stopping people from saying inaccurate things. "Today we're mixing it up a bit by engaging in a bit of outdoor movie watching."

They would not be mixing up the movie, however. What did you think this was?

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There were a series of slip and slides on the course this week, each with a different paint color. How had they managed this? Why had they managed this? Don't ask silly questions. Just enjoy the paint.

"Today we're doing something different," Tony said. "Players get to have some fun in the paint.."

Yes, nothing said fun quite like being fully yellow or red after sliding around in it.

Steve's combination of being a dog and missing the laundry strike might've had something to do with the set-up, too.

"After you are tagged out, go have fun on the slides," Steve said, nodding.

"And, sorry folks, no powers until the end again," Tony added.

This was definitely opening the door to people being Force-shoved onto slip and slides, but that was a later-in-class problem.

"Suit up!" Steve said with a grin.

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Library, Thursday 7/17

Finding (More) New Hobbies, Thursday Period 2

Mooby Land, Thursday Evening

The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

The Wonderful World of Pizza, Tuesday Second Period

WTFH - Fandom Radio [Thurs, July 17th]

Coruscant- Thursday night

5 Times Urza Ruined Everything, Thursday, Per 1

The Photo Hut - Thursday

Fandom Island Museum, Thursday Daytime

Pick Your Poison, Wednesday

Fandom Library, Wednesday, July 16th

Fandom Radio, Wednesday 7/16

Infinite Consortium, Wednesday

Summer Shenanigans, Wednesday mid-morning

(Even More)American National Park Tours with Sam Eagle

Needful Things, Tuesday

Caritas- Tuesday

Beach! [Tuesday, 2nd Period]

Paintball! Some More! [Tuesday, July 15, 2025]

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