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$sparky,
rey

Stark Industries- Sunday

Going to work out after coming back from vacation was rough. Maybe it was a sign that Rey had gotten a little spoiled on the work front, but... it was rough.

There was coffee and busy work, and that was just how it was going to have to be today.

[Open!]

Current Mood: worried
Current Music: I dunno, something ominous

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Fandom Museum, Sunday October 26

Gregorith checked the front desk often to make sure no one needed assistance but he was spending a lot of his time down among the history exhibits.

And what a fascinating, but worrying history it was. For one thing the island seemed to have moved. While it had been stably anchored to the mainland of no particular Earth (and how did that work?) near the city of Baltimore (he knew where that was now), it had once been farther south. It had also been smaller.

But what really had Gregorith concerned was how often the island seemed to attract trouble. It wasn't surprising considering its connection to any number of possibly random universes, but the almost annual invasion by hostile forces had him on edge.

(OOC: Museum is open, Gregorith is particularly scowly though.)

Database maintenance

Good morning, afternoon, and evening!

We're doing some database and other light server maintenance this weekend (upgrading the version of MySQL we use in particular, but also probably doing some CDN work.)

I expect all of this to be pretty invisible except for some small "couple of minute" blips as we switch between machines, but there's a chance you will notice something untoward. I'll keep an eye on comments as per usual.

Ta for now!

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Cafe Fina - Saturday

It was Prompto’s birthday and this year they were able to go back to Cafe Fina after a couple of years of not being able to go there. Liz was just glad that they were able to go and celebrate, especially with the due date getting closer.

Noctra was spending the weekend with Uncle Hellboy at the BPRD since they still had limited options for babysitting with everyone still away on the school trip.

She got as comfortable as she could in the chair and looked fondly over at Prompto, “happy birthday,” she smiled, “what do you think you’re going to order?” She asked after they were handed their menus.

[for the husband!]

Current Mood: energetic

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Strokes of Genius, Thursday October 23

Gregorith had been somewhat spoiled by a universe that provided whatever its denizens required. He'd gone from living in a condo spacious enough to house a fully functional pottery studio, to a townhouse with space that could be converted, but a kiln was another matter.

He'd pondered that on his way to finally checking out the art supply store and discovered to his relief that they not only had a kiln, but workspace that he could schedule the use of.

He was probably going to buy his own set of tools however, just to be able to use his tools.

Oh and a new sketchbook! He had one but he suddenly liked the idea of having a brand new one for Fandom. He didn't need pencils, colored or otherwise but what difference did that make?

(Post is open for anyone who wants to see a tall demon in disguise going a bit overboard in craft supply shopping)

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Neeful Things, Tuesday

Remy did not pay nearly enough attention to the island news to know why the town was so quiet this week. He just knew that it was, and that it tended to happen a few times a year.

Just meant that there were less distractions for the cats as they trailed after him to the shop this week. He'd tried to keep them in -- but let's be real, he didn't try very hard. They seemed rather sturdy, and had always come home so far when they wandered off. And hey, it kept them entertained!

And kept Remy entertained, catching things they knocked off shelves.

A good time for everyone. If something broke . . . Remy could always steal Harley a new one for her stock. Assuming she knew enough about what she had in stock to notice.

[open!]

AWS outage

DW is seeing some issues due to today's Amazon outage. For right now it looks like the site is loading, but it may be slow. Some of our processes like notifications and journal search don't appear to be running and can't be started due to rate limiting or capacity issues. DW could go down later if Amazon isn't able to improve things soon, but our services should return to normal when Amazon has cleared up the outage.

Edit: all services are running as of 16:12 CDT, but there is definitely still a backlog of notifications to get through.

Edit 2: and at 18:20 CDT everything's been running normally for about the last hour.

Current Music: Golden by Huntrix

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Fandom Museum, Sunday October 19

Blathers had been kind enough to not only give Gregorith a job, but to pick what day he wanted to work. So here he was, trying something new.

When he wasn't dealing with people, er, helping visitors, Gregorith made sure he was familiar with how the office and the front desk was organized (he didn't want to accidentally mess anything up like Asmodeus had when he reorganized Gregorith's weapons/tools), checking that the supply closets were supplied, and using the brochures on hand as a reference for a mock-up of what something similar for his universe could look like.

He was in a better mood than he had been in a bit. Maybe because of the tasks, maybe because he'd been here a while, maybe because of the K-Pop playlist he'd found.

"We're goin' up, up, up..."

(Le Museum is open. Gregorith is available for slowplay as this is a rare "things are happening" weekend for the mun)

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$over easy,
raiden

Over Easy, Saturday

Raiden was feeling tropically inspired today, which was fortunate because he had a lot of pineapple to work with. Made crafting the specials board kind of easy.

Specials
Pineapple Upside Down Pancakes
Pineapple Upside Down Baked Oatmeal
Pineapple Sriracha Breakfast Bowls

Over Easy is open! And very pineapple-y.

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@warehouse,
rey

Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

Rey wasn't trying to run the course today. She was still not getting the new additions to it, and she refused to spend all of next week explaining where she got that bruise or how she broke her own face or whatever.

Instead, she was sitting on the course near where the pop-ups started, meditating. Maybe she could figure out a pattern, but mostly she was focusing on how they moved, what it did to the space around them. Was this the right way to go about this? Maybe not. But she could also stand to chill out around these things a bit.

[Open!]

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The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

"No, Tiny, I'm not getting you an upright bass," Lucifer sighed. He sipped his drink from his prime spot behind the piano. "Why? Because you can't play it, that's why."

The tall bartender said nothing, glaring in one direction, away from Lucifer.

"Don't give me that," Lucifer told him. "You remember how Eric used to be about DJs."

Tiny ignored him. The words '50% OFF ON DISAPPOINTING DRINKS' appeared on the specials board not long after.

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Trooper Station, Friday

Watts's day began with Calvin marching in to the station, holding two hissing raccoons at arms length. The raccoons clearly had some sort of beef, judging by the amount of hissing going on.

"Drunk and disorderly," Calvin informed Watts before he went to go throw them in the cells. "Mostly disorderly, really."

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Blackstone Forge and Foundry, Friday

Henry had been told to come back each Friday, and so come back on Friday he did. The forge was still quiet, and he was by himself again, and...

Well, this time around, he got bored enough a while in to actually try to light the thing. See how it worked.

Not so different from what he was used to, as it appeared. "Pebbles could use some new horseshoes," he mused, eyeing the available materials. "I wonder if anyone'll mind if I make her some?"

Perhaps he'd get 'round to figuring that one out later today.

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The Perk, Thursday Evening

Yes, yes, all right, the coffee shop was not necessarily what one thought of when one thought of 'supper.' But they did serve food, and Lydia was committed to hitting all of the island's eateries, in the name of fairness, so here they were.

Look, if you were that worried about it you could order decaf.

Welcome to Supper Club, everyone! The Perk is open!

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The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

Thor continued to embrace spooky season at the Devil's Nest.

And also dry ice.

Special
Vampire's Kiss

But not a real vampire's kiss...well, maybe. Take it up with Eric if he was there.

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Fandom Island Museum, Thursday Daytime

Halloween season brought with it many scary things. At the moment perhaps the most terrifying was that the winter holidays would be here soon. (Where had the year gone? Where???)

As such, Steven was in his usual spot behind the Welcome Desk working on ideas for winter themed displays. There were the usual things such as pointing out the bugs and fish which thrived in colder weather. But perhaps this year they could include a special exhibition about winter events? Perhaps something about how the random happenstances in December had changed over the years?

Of course that would involve research, but that wasn't an insurmountable problem. Right now Steven was attacking it by making notes on what sorts of things could be included. He'd narrow down specifics later.

In the meanwhile, he was interruptible for any visitors who wished to talk.

[open]

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The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

Lucifer's piano was back in its proper place in the club. It was a relatively small detail, in the grand scheme of things, but it felt like it made a significant difference for Octavia.

... As much as seeing it also made her wonder how soon it was going to become the center of some kind of tug of war between Eric and Lucifer again. But that was its own kind of normal, too.

The Devil's Nest was open, and your Wednesday night bartender (not that one, the other one) was feeling pretty okay, for a change.

[ooc: Open!]

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@park,
donald blake

The Park, Tuesday Morning

Don had woken up this morning mildly hungover, with his bad leg making it known that he had been standing for nearly eleven hours in surgery yesterday. He had considered rolling over and going back to sleep, or making Thor deal with the inconveniences of corporeality, and then he had instead dragged himself out of bed and made himself go for a stupid little walk for his stupid little mental and physical health.

One of the Starbucks gremlins had run up to him on his way out the door with a coffee cup almost as big as it was. Don had accepted it, which was probably a bad idea, but it didn't taste of hallucinogens.

It tasted of apples.

"I don't know why this seems to be a thing," he grumbled as he sat on a park bench, drinking his apple coffee.

Do you not? Thor asked. He sounded amused. It wasn't cute.

"I'm a surgeon. I take my coffee black, for optimal caffeination."

There is nothing wrong with a latte every now and then.

"This is a macchiato."

My mistake.

(Open park is open!)

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The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

It was tempting to stay with his partners for at least another full week, but Lucifer had to admit he had also missed the Nest. (Not Eric. Not Tiny. But the Nest.)

So in the end, he swanned into the club on Tuesday night like he'd never been gone in the first place. "I'll have a scotch by the piano," he informed Tiny.

Then spent fifteen minutes figuring out where the piano was and dragging it back to the stage. "Right." And then sitting down behind the piano, putting his fingers down, and-- Nothing Else Matters? Yes. Why not?

"So close, no matter how far..."

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The Devil's Nest, Monday Night

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!