Cinema Studies, Thursday, Period One

Feb. 5th, 2026 11:13 pm
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The classroom was decorated for Christmas. No, your teachers didn't do this. No, they didn't know how it happened. But they were rolling with the punches here. It's what they did best!

"So, we have a Christmas movie for you all today," Jane said, enjoying a mystery candy cane.

"Apparently they're another of the weird rituals people have around that holiday." Cara, who very much did not come from a world with Christmas, said.

"It's fun!" Jane insisted with a grin. Like that would sway Cara somehow.

Cara was unswayed, because she was aware of the kind of movies they'd been showing in class so far. "That's one word for it."

One day they'd get her!

"So, everyone settle in for the show. It's romantic." Jane, no.

Look, at least this one didn't involve a career woman giving up her hopes and ambitions for some guy?

WTFH - Fandom Radio [Thurs, Feb 5th]

Feb. 5th, 2026 09:16 pm
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So apparently yesterday was one of those days, and a whole lot of people who should know better didn't decide to stay in, so for all our sakes this is the abridged version of what the squirrel's have just given me. Because I do not care about your various secret traumas.

Up at the School, The Long Con involved short change and practicing with 'funny money', Creative Writing...wrote to prompts, and Glitter! worked on the Three Minutes Dates banner. In the Library Arden was ignoring the gremlins and not ignoring Caleb.

The Dorms were quiet, while in Town, Gray strongly suggested at everyone at Over Easy also be quiet. Adrian listened to prog rock at Pick Your Poison, surprising Pamela, while a barista fight made Rey uncomfortable at the Perk, Steve and Danny stayed home and...talked, while Gregorith just hung about around town. Octavia was behind the bar at the Devil's Nest cleaning axes, which neither Lucifer nor Quinn were overly fans of.
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Liliana had been switching up the places she brought the class to get a feel for the kind of landscapes that produced which kind of mana. And she'd come into the Danger Shop with an idea for a new forest as well; she'd thought a trip to Naya might be fun. Except when she'd turned on the sim, the forest from last summer's class had been waiting for her: a forest that seemed like it might have been taken from the pages of a fairy tale. Sunshine like golden honey poured through the gaps in sprawling hardwood trees. Small animals skittered and played in the underbrush while birds sang in the trees and yet there was the slight hush that came with being deep in an old forest. A clear stream burbled beside them for awhile, filled with fish that had silver scales that glinted in the sun. The air smelled earthy and wild like rich loam and sharp sap and subtlest hint of scent of something like cedar but not quite.

Sentiment was a stupid, useless thing. Liliana had no time for it. And yet...she allowed this sim to remain.

Because they were studying green mana, of course. Green loved traditions, history. She was just leaning into the spirit of the lesson, here in this clearing that no one else in the Multiverse remembered but her. It wasn't sentiment, it was a lesson, yes.

...She did not realize how lucky she was that her class was today and not yesterday, no.

But none of that was visible on her face when the class made their way to the clearing where she'd set up the traditional circle of pillows and cushions and blankets. As always, the whiteboard was there, too, upon which was written the word
Acceptance

• What does green mana desire? What is its end goal?

• What means does green mana use to achieve these ends?

• What does green mana care about? What does it represent?

• What does green mana despise? What negatively drives it?

• What is green mana's greatest strength? Greatest weakness?


Acceptance Through Growth )

"Green is instinct, old wisdom, traditions that remain in tune with the natural world. It understands and values community, it is wild and primal, relying on strength, stamina, and sheer numbers to overcome problems. A single elephant can kill, and so can a swarm of bees. Green makes judicious use of both, and often will increase the size of either, so you end up dealing with an elephant the size of a house or bees the size of rabbits. It tends to eschew overthinking; again, the answer can often be found in nature or the more primal instincts within ourselves if we only looked. As an extension of accepting its role in the world, Green is also strongly fatalistic, trusting in destiny to decide the right way for things to go. If you live, great; if you die, it's what was meant to be. At its worst, green can become hostile to the idea of free will and the right of individuals to do as they want instead of as they were 'born' to do - the role that they were given, either by genetics or their natural, determined destiny."
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When Steven did his rounds at the Museum that morning he spotted a butterfly in the insect room that was glowing.

Not just glowing, sparkling. As though tiny shining lights - or maybe even glitter? - was following it around in a small cloud every time it flapped its wings.

Then Steven squinted and realized that actually someone had left fingerprints on the glass of this particular display and it was reflecting the light already in the room.

A bit of cleanup later and all was right again.

Steven was now behind the Welcome Desk for anyone who might have need of him.

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MCA #1, Wednesday afternoon

Feb. 4th, 2026 07:08 pm
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Steve hadn't noticed anything going horribly wrong today until he called back to Honolulu when Hawaii finally woke up. Chin's lazy "Howzit," reply had led to Steve unloading about how he actually was for two solid minutes before he could get himself to shut up.

So now he was working from home. In his room. With the door locked.

Very normal.

[OOC: for Danno.]

Around Town, Wednesday Afternoon

Feb. 4th, 2026 03:12 pm
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Sure it was still cold, but apparently Demons weren't immune to the whole "you get used to one temperature so then any change feels significant" thing.

So low to mid 30's after over a week of single digit temperatures? Positively balmy!

Plus even extreme introverts sometimes get cabin fever so Gregorith was out and about, contemplating trying to build a snow man. Or possibly a slush man.

[Le open]

Pick Your Poison, Wednesday

Feb. 4th, 2026 01:23 pm
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Boston had finally convinced Adrian to download a music app onto his phone, which meant that Adrian could now listen to music while cleaning up the shop. Currently, he was moving stock around while dusting the shores while listening to 'Mood For A Day' by Yes.

Listen. He'd grown up in a witch commune. Prog rock had been inescapable.
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Arden couldn't skip two weeks of work, even though she felt 'bitten by a gremlin' was a really good excuse for missing one, and so she was back behind the circulation desk today. With a book. And determinedly ignoring everything the gremlins did, so long as they were doing it more than five feet away from her. See if the little jerks got any attention from her for awhile.

Over Easy, Wednesday

Feb. 4th, 2026 11:36 am
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"Okay! Everybody's going to talk as little as possible, okay? And remember, if you can't say something nice, shove a waffle in your mouth. Okay."

Gray had this management thing down pat.

Special
Chocolate Waffles


Over Easy is open!
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"I would say I'm sorry I missed last week, but I'm not," John said bluntly as everyone arrived. "I went to get supplies for class, and got sidetracked making some bets." He pulled a fistful of bills out of his pocket and tossed it all on his desk. "But now we have decent counterfeit cash for you delinquents to play with."

Was it an Honesty Day? Honestly, Constantine wouldn't even fucking notice.

"You're all broke students, so you'll like this one," he continued. "Change raising, also known as a quick-change artist, is a common short con and involves an offer to change an amount of money with someone, while at the same time taking change or bills back and forth to confuse the person as to how much money is actually being changed. The most common form, 'the Short Count', has been featured prominently in several movies about grifting, notably Nueve Reinas, The Grifters, Criminal, and Paper Moon." Yes, John watched movies. What else was there to do around here?

"For example, a con artist shopping at a gas station pays for a cheap item - under a dollar, say, for you Americans - and gives the clerk a ten dollar bill. The con gets back nine ones and the change then tells the clerk he has a one and will exchange ten ones for a ten. Now, here's the con: get the clerk to hand over the $10 before handing over the ones. Then the con hands over nine ones and the $10. The clerk will assume a mistake and offer to swap the ten for a one. Then the con will probably just say: "Here's another one, give me a $20 and we're even." Notice that the con just swapped $10 for $20. The $10 was the store's money, not the scammer's."

"Now, say you're the clerk. To avoid this con, keep each transaction separate and never ever permit the customer to handle the original ten before handing over the ten ones. It's just common sense."

"Another variation is to flash a $20 bill to the clerk, then ask for something behind the counter. When the clerk turns away, the con artist can swap the bill he is holding to a lesser bill. The clerk might then make change for the larger bill, without noticing it has been swapped. The technique works better when bills are the same colour at a glance like, for instance, American money. It doesn't work so well in places where a ten is pink and a twenty blue, and so on, unless you've scooped your mark in advance and know he's colorblind."

"A similar technique exists when a con comes to a gas station with a young clerk, buying something cheap, showing him an uncommonly huge bill while not giving it and telling the clerk to prepare the change. While he's busy counting the change, the con would ask many questions in order to disturb the young clerk. When change is counted and ready the con is acting as if he had given the huge bill. If the clerk does not remember having received the bill, the con will say he gave him the money. If the clerk is weak or disturbed enough, he could let the scammer go away with the change."

"Now here's your money." John started pulling even more counterfeit money out of his pockets, tossing random handfuls on their desks. "See if you can scam each other, and keep a hold of your own money at the same time."

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

Feb. 4th, 2026 04:21 pm
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Octavia was not at the axe range, this week. She was behind the bar.

But the axes were spread out in front of her on the bar. She suspected they hadn't necessarily seen a whole lot of maintenance over the years, and, well, she had the time and some of the skill. And no, she would not be lobbing them at anyone.

Odds were she was going to be unnecessarily truthful, however. She hadn't had enough conversations in her day just yet to have caught on to what day it was.

[ooc: Annnnnd open.]

The Perk- Wednesday morning

Feb. 4th, 2026 08:00 am
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If Rey knew it was truth day, she'd have not left home and maybe locked her phone in a closet or something for the day. But she didn't, so when she stopped in at the Perk and sat down with her drink, she was startled when a very personal argument broke out among the two baristas.

Now she was left wondering if she should leave, or if that would make things worse? They were getting into who stole whose boyfriend years ago and she was trying to figure out the best time to escape unnoticed before someone cried.


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Fandom Radio, Wednesday 2/4

Feb. 4th, 2026 09:02 am
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Are you certain this is all? Really? Nothing from the town or the dorms and just these from the school?

*chittering*

It just seems you could have handled these yourselves instead of making me go outside. I would rather be asleep and warm. Or at least warm.

So. Feeding Yourself 101 students were introduced to frozen pizzas and all the toppings that can be put on them. A very useful lesson. Raiden’s pizzas are better. That’s also a good lesson. And then there was meditation in Ethics followed by a strange black and red man telling us something bad about a group.

And that’s all. I’m going somewhere warmer now. Probably my bed.
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"Welcome back, everyone!" No, neither Isabela nor Aphra would be explaining or acknowledging their absence last week.

"Today we'll be doing some flash writing exercises," Aphra said. "Because sometimes the best way to get really creative is to put yourself in a situation where you can't over think things."

Isabela waved an arm in the direction of what could only be described as an oversized slot machine. "You can get a prompt by pulling the handle," she explained. "Then you'll have fifteen minutes to write something inspired by that prompt, then we'll rinse and repeat for the rest of the class."

Glitter. - Wednesday- 3rd period

Feb. 4th, 2026 07:03 am
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They were in a classroom today, where all the desks had been pushed against the walls, and a giant white tarp had been laid down under a long piece of butcher block paper, with supplies placed neatly next to it.

Kitty also knew what day it was because she'd been humbled by a first grader this morning, and she was deeply annoyed she had to be out and talking today.

"I'm annoyed I have to be out and talking today," she announced to the class. "And today I'm going to put you to work making the banner for Three Minute Dates, because I don't actually have any kind of syllabus for this class and this is what you're getting. I've got a bunch of supplies here, you can do what you want to it. The only rule is: the more glitter the better."

She added, "And I'll deny I ever said that if asked later."
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Hi all!

I'm doing some minor operational work tonight. It should be transparent, but there's always a chance that something goes wrong. The main thing I'm touching is testing a replacement for Apache2 (our web server software) in one area of the site.

Thank you!

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"Okay!" Raiden told his class. "Today we're going to learn about God's perfect food: pizza. Now, this is basic cooking, so we're not going to make pizza from scratch. That's another class. Instead, we're going to explore the wonderful world of frozen pizza. When it comes to frozen pizzas, the world is your oyster. There are all sorts of options in the grocery store now, and if none of those float your boat you can buy a cheese pizza and add the toppings you want to it. Me, I'm a 'more is more' guy, so I go for a supreme or a meat lover's." Mmmm. Meat. "And if you're not adding stuff, you just read the directions on the packaging and follow them. Easy peasy! Just remember to let your pizza cool for a few minutes after you take it out of the oven, so it's not the same temperature as lava. Now, I've got a handwavey selection of pizzas for you guys to choose from, plus some toppings you can add. Get to pizzaing!" That was a verb, right?

Ethics, Tuesday, February 3

Feb. 3rd, 2026 11:12 am
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"Good morning, everyone," Anakin said. "Today we're going to talk about what to do when an organization you belong to turns out to be disappointing and morally corrupt."

The Jedi, the Senate, the Republic, Anakin himself...

"And what not to do." Like not becoming a Sith.

These things happen!

Anakin nodded. "Because in the moment, it's hard to remember your training."

"Which might be why it's a good idea to spend all that time meditating." So you didn't accidentally a fascism.

Again, something something peer pressure!

"We'll be starting with meditation," Anakin agreed. "And then we'll get to the horrors."

Ahsoka had somehow never been peer pressured into committing the horrors. "Yes, the horrors."

Because Anakin had been a good teacher?

Anakin had been an excellent teacher. Which made it all the more baffling.

"Everyone on the floor," Anakin said, matching words to action and settling easily onto the ground. "Eyes closed, focusing on your breathing."

"Just let your mind empty of thoughts," Ahsoka added.

3MD Reminder!

Feb. 3rd, 2026 09:00 am
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Hey, all! Just a reminder that if you want to sign up for Three Minute Datesbon Saturday, you can do so here.

As of right now numbers are such that it might not happen. Signups go through tomorrow night so we'll see what happens by then!

Fandom Radio, Tuesday, February 3rd

Feb. 3rd, 2026 12:32 am
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Hey there Fandom. What's up, it's me, ya girl Arden Finch, coming at you live on this frigid Tuesday morning. Yeah, it's less cold than last week, but you really don't get any points for clearing that bar when it's basically in Hell.

Anyway, in School, Professor Sims lost his notes for Squirrel!, so we met in the library and did some private learning on our own. Beginning Gourmet Cooking Techniques brought us to Sur La Table to learn about the importance of a good knife in cooking, and Tasks! got basketballs through hoops without using their hands.

No Dorms, but we've got Town. At the Magpie Emporium, Vi was playing on her phone, while Dr. Isley was reading a book at Pick Your Poison. Caleb learned how much huskies love playing in snow at Furnado, and in more animal rights' news, Raiden was refusing to put groundhog on pizzas at Pizza Planet. Rey stopped by for lunch and they discussed what groundhogs might like to eat on a pizza. Regular ones? Who knows. The ones on this island? Who could even say? And at the Trooper Station, Officer McGarrett was shaming the groundhog for its prediction and good for you, Officer. Nobody needs six more weeks of this! Lastly, at the Clinic, Professor James Stark was enjoying a new stained glass nightlight--in the shape of a crab, of course.

Anyway, that's all for me! So talk to you later, island, cause this is ya girl, Arden Finch, signing off and leaving you to enjoy Tyler Braden's DEVIL YOU KNOW. Bye!

Fandom Clinic, Monday 2/2

Feb. 2nd, 2026 06:37 pm
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Coffees and Stark arrived at the usual time today certainly not many hours late because someone is sick.

The lights were turned down low and there were new lights plugged in around the room when he entered.

"I like it," Stark said, looking around appreciatively. "It's...cozy."

Stabby's current napping state seemed to indicate he agreed.

The clinic was open, the crab was snoozing, and the alien was in.
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Steve got off the phone with Duke in Honolulu for a quick check on Junior in his first week at the Academy (so far, Junior was a try-hard who was outstripping everyone in his class and annoying all the slackers. Steve smirked to himself. Good job, Junior), then opened a link that one of Danny's sisters had sent him about all the groundhog days around the world.

(Hawaii didn't do it because it didn't have winter.)

"Snack Town Steve, you're a disgrace to all Steves," Steve told his computer. "We don't need six more weeks of this."
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Class had been handwavily asked to meet at Portalocity today, and Hannibal smiled at the students when they arrived. "Good morning. There are several field trips we may take this semester, to experience first-hand some things that might benefit from it."

He paused. "If any of you have difficulties with green light, I suggest you don sunglasses before we embark." He wasn't particularly fond of this world's sun, but the people at the store were very friendly and helpful.

Once anybody who wanted to had put on their glasses, Hannibal waved them through the portal )

Pizza Planet, Monday

Feb. 2nd, 2026 09:17 am
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"No, we're not--we're not putting groundhog on a pizza. Because they'll be mad at us, that's why. We should be making groundhog-friendly pizzas. What do they eat? Grass? Okay, yeah, we're not doing that. We've got some dandelion greens, maybe I can do something with that...hey, why do we have so much Gorgonzola?"

Specials
Potato, Caramelized Onion, & Gorgonzola Pizza
Dandelion Green Pesto, Fig, & Prosciutto Pizza with Gorgonzola
Cherry & Caramelized Onion Pizza with Brie & Gorgonzola


Pizza Planet is open!

Squirrel! Period one

Feb. 2nd, 2026 10:15 am
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Today, class would find a paper taped to the classroom door like it was the 20th century: Squirrel class: Meet in the library. - Jonathan Sims

When they got there, they would find Jon looking slightly disheveled and very sheepish.

"So I...um. Well, I got distracted last night and forgot where I put the notes for class, and I couldn't find them this morning, either." You would think an entity of knowledge would be helpful here, but the Eye just seemed to be enjoying Jon's mortification.

"Fortunately, that is more or less on-brand for this class, so we'll call it a learning experience - it's best to keep things in specific places rather than putting them down...somewhere. And today will be a study period. We've got books, computers, CDs, and videos here. Learn something new and come back and tell us at the end of class. Even if all you learn is how they organize the library."
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Most of the dogs decided they were done with their morning constitutionals pretty quickly. But then there was the husky, a breed Caleb had not seen in real life before working here.

"Oh you're one of those." Caleb said bemusedly, watching the fluffy winter lover frolic as best it could between wiping out on the frozen tundra that was the play yard.

Pick Your Poison, Monday

Feb. 2nd, 2026 03:31 pm
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Harley's visit last weekend had driven it home that Pam should be back to Fandom at least for a while this week. To check on the stock, to do some of the quieter planning work for the swamp upstairs, to just... be in this little place for a little while.

So she showed up to the store in the morning. Opened up the doors, made sure all the plants were watered and, if necessary, given some fertilizer.

She checked the stocks, the little garden outside, the state of the back room.

And then, eventually, settled on the sofa with a hot cup of tea and a book.

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Tasks!- Monday- 3rd period

Feb. 2nd, 2026 07:05 am
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Today in the Danger Shop, the students would arrive to their little individual house simulations. Once they stepped outside, they would find a basketball, a basketball hoop, and a task.

Get the basketball through the hoop. You may not touch the basketball with your hands, you may not wear gloves or anything that could be reasonably construed to be gloves. Powers are not allowed. Best time wins. Your time starts now.


Simple enough!

Fandom Radio- Monday, February 2

Feb. 2nd, 2026 06:16 am
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Good morning, this is Kitty Pryde-Barton coming to from cold hell. I'm over it. We're all over it.

So was Gregorith, who was put into a cranky mood thanks to the weather, and Rey was just really rushed yesterday but I'm going to go ahead and blame winter on her behalf.

That's all the notes. That groundhog better get it right today, I swear.

The Magpie Emporium, Monday [02/02]

Feb. 2nd, 2026 10:27 pm
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Vi tended not to spend a heap of time on her phone, especially not at work, but she did have a few alerts set up on it, mostly in case there was something she could surprise Steph with. One of which had been going off repeatedly since last night.

Which went a long way to explain why Vi was frowning at her phone in intense concentration as she tilted it (and her head) this way and that.

Stark industries- Sunday

Feb. 1st, 2026 12:58 pm
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Rey sort of had a schedule to her day, and today it was impossible to actually keep to it. She woke up on time, somehow took so long to get ready doing the same things she did every day that she got out the door to training later than intended. She'd set an alarm to leave the warehouse with plenty of time to get to work, and yet still ended up being late.

So she was a little frazzled today, and checking the time too much because she didn't understand what it seemed to be doing today.


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Fandom Radio - Sunday (2/1)

Feb. 1st, 2026 11:35 am
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Oh, here we are again. Tomorrow I suppose we'll see if there will be six more weeks of winter. Which, honestly, seems likely. Don't you agree?

*chittering*

No, I don't think any of you are groundhogs, it's just a normal question. Look, let's just get this going, hmm? Sairis had a morning of cartoons and cereal like any proper college student should, honestly. And tea, it seems. Which is what lured Henry in to try before they engaged in a religious debate. Caleb stopped in for the cartoons as well.

And that's all we have. Go enjoy the last of the weekend, folks.

Fandom Museum Sunday February 1

Feb. 1st, 2026 08:32 am
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Gregorith had vacationed in Asgard, had even spent some time in what he thought were the colder areas. But he'd not spent a lot of time in those areas and they never got this cold.

On his way in to work he remembered something from a funny video he'd seen where a woman started out singing a Christmas song and then cut off dramatically when she opened the door to see a wet snowy landscape.

"Well the weather outside is- nope!"

He'd layered up so he wasn't even that uncomfortable on the short walk but the cold made him somewhat paranoid about exposing any part of him to the air. And when he got inside he felt suddenly sleepy and he wondered if it was his eyes thawing out.

In any case he was here, and he was working on de-grouching himself.

RANDOM EVENT: Truth Day!

Feb. 1st, 2026 01:20 pm
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Hello, Fandom!

Hope you've enjoyed all this relative normalcy lately, because on Wednesday, February 4th, characters on-island will be (as long as you want them to, of course) compelled to speak the truth! Yep, it's Truth Day again. Go on, cause havoc.
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So the nice thing about living in a house that could rearrange itself on a whim was that... it could rearrange itself on a whim.

Hence why the kitchen currently had a fireplace in one wall, with a fire cheerily crackling away (and a cat happily sprawled in front of it).

Watts was at the stove, finishing up frying the last few slices of a batch of French toast. "Nearly done," he reported to Steven, though the latter could likely see as much from where he was slicing the fruit they'd be using for toppings.

[ooc: for the husband, and NFB please.]
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When Sairis arrived in the common room, the television was on. There were pictures on it that seemed drawn rather than live people, and they were...definitely odd. Somehow captivating, though.

He made tea absent-mindedly and opted for some of the "cereal" (which still didn't look like it was made from any grain he knew). There was a picture on the box of milk being poured over it, so he tried that. It was sweet, but like the television, oddly good.

So he'd just be eating sugary cereal and watching Saturday morning cartoons I don't care if they're not a thing anymore.


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Fandom Radio, Saturday, January 31

Jan. 31st, 2026 11:13 am
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Good morning, everyone, and I do hope you are all tucked up somewhere warm, unlike myself as I am cruelly beset by rodents determined to drag me from my warm bed to read their gossipy little scribblings.

*chittering*

Yes, I do love gossip, but that's not the point. The point is that I was warm and now I am not. Let's get on with this so that I may aspire to be warm again, shall we?

At the school, Overcoming Obstacles played in the snow, then Combat 101 learned how to properly throw a punch, followed by Cupcakes of the World(s) learning of the cupcakes of Indonesia.

I've nothing from the dormitory, and cannot tell if the porg is sad or merely cold. However, in the town, Detective Watts at the Trooper Station received a delivery of flowers courtesy of Mr. Grant. At Needful Things, Dr. Quinn--ooooh! Dr. Quinn came across a possible spell book! I shall have to stop by and see about that. At Stark Tower, Mr. Anthony Stark was hard at work in his laboratory until Mr. Rogers interrupted to remind him of dinner...and that is the last of the notes. Everyone else must have been too cold to do anything.

Now, I am off for a cup of tea and a bit of a huddle under a blanket. Farewell, dear listeners!
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Winter had hit Fandom hard, and Pam hadn't seen much of a reason to go back to her store during the week. She assumed everyone had been snowed in. She had work to do in Slaughter Swamp - even if it was less pressing due to the season - and, well.

Harley did always like it when she was home.

There was also the invite they'd given other Harley. While there hadn't been a set date, Pam knew enough about how Harleys worked to expect that visit at, well.

Any moment.

She sat down on their rounded corner-shaped sofa, glass of tea in hand. It was a day without classes to teach for her Harley - so Harls was still in bed, sleeping through the entire morning.

Which made it nicely quiet. Peaceful, really.

[[ expecting one ]]
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Tony had meant to do something nice for Steve after they got back from their class and all the snow involved in it. He'd really meant to. But instead he'd immediately gotten pulled into a project after a phone call from his R&D department back in New York, needing a solution before Pepper got an ulcer from the stress.

Which meant he went straight to the lab to work it out. And then that turned into tinkering with his dozens of other Stark Industries based projects in various states of completion.

And then from there, he was working on a version of the suit. Mark... look, the number wasn't important. The important thing was that he'd forgotten the original plan. Which he'd realize at some point, right?

[for the hubbie]

Combat 101, Friday Second Period

Jan. 30th, 2026 10:04 am
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Today the Danger Shop had been set up with punching bags, and Thor explained to his students, "Today you will learn how to throw a punch, or review the skill, if you have already been taught. First, and most critically, learn how to make a fist: your thumb goes on the outside of your fingers, not the inside. Tucked inside, you risk breaking it. Do not do this. Second, learn where to punch. The face is an obvious target, but it is full of bones close to the surface, and punching hard surfaces risks damage to your hand. This does not necessarily mean you should not hit someone in the face--a swollen eye or a broken nose can debilitate your opponent enough to assure your victory or escape--but that you should be prepared for the consequences." Thor pulled up an anatomical diagram made of hard light and pointed out other good targets, such as the solar plexus, the kidneys, and the groin.

"Now, how does one throw a punch? There are six basic forms of punch: the jab, the cross, the lead and rear hook, and the lead and rear uppercut. You may have heard of the 'haymaker,' which is similar to a hook but unbalanced and leaves one open to counterattack. You will learn better form here."

Thor handwavily guided his students through each form of punch, then sent them to the bags to practice for the rest of class. "You may focus on one punch or rotate through all of them. The choice is yours, but I would recommend the latter approach. No one tool will serve in all circumstances."

Needful Things; Friday

Jan. 30th, 2026 09:36 am
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One of the joys of running a place that specialized in various old crap - especially when you as the proprietor had a brain that craved constant new input - was the mystery boxes of new old junk coming in! Sure, more often than not half the things in them was straight up trash coming from the house of someone's late grandma, but that didn't stop the joy of discovery!

"Okay, trash trash trash, candle stick, weird... letter opener thingamabob," she was babbling to herself, unboxing the latest arrival all over the counter, "dinky costume jewelry -- oh, what, is this a spell book?!"

Likely not.

Regardless, this would keep her occupied for a while.

(open)
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The teachers were in the Danger Shop today, bundled up. They'd wanted to play in the snow with the dogs, but Fee and Libby got distracted and they decided that the walls were necessary so the entire class period wasn't spent chasing the dogs all over the island.

"Hi," Steve said, grinning. "Turns out that the dogs love snow."

"Good for them, less great for us," Tony said with a sigh as the dogs were attempting to barrel around through the programmed snow.

"We've put up some of their obstacle course gear," Steve said, gesturing at the tunnel and then the little weave poles, "but they aren't really interested."

"But we thought fetch might work," Tony added. At the word 'fetch' three pairs of ears perked up from in the snow.

"It will definitely work better than trying to run the course," Steve said.

Trooper Station, Friday

Jan. 29th, 2026 10:50 pm
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There were banana peels in the station today, and so yes, once again, as expected, the Troopers were taking this opportunity to practice their pratfalls.

Watts did not need any help in this area, thank you, and so was staying safely ensconced in his office.
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“Something different today,” Stark said. “Although that’s the idea, isn’t it? New things each week. We went, some of us, to Indonesia a few years ago. Stayed on a lovely warm island…”

He sighed and looked outside. Was this winter colder? Maybe it was just him.

“With a beach and plenty of sunshine and no snow or cold at all. Now, I don’t know if any of you went there or not. If you did, I hope you remember it fondly. Today’s cupcakes are from Indonesia.” He lifted the cloche on the table in front of him to reveal today’s cupcakes.

“These are called Bolo Kukus.” Hopefully he’d gotten the pronunciation right. “They’re a type of steamed cupcake. Very different from what I usually make, or eat, or what you might find in the bakery here. Here things have frosting and I would usually say cupcakes need frosting but I’m trying to be a bit more open-minded about that sort of thing.”

“So! These are steamed rather than baked. Something new, as I said. So we’ll need tins to steam them in and a steamer.” He pointed to the relevant objects as he spoke.

“Don’t worry if things don’t work out the first time. We’ve time to try again and this is a new recipe for most of you if not all of you. There’s a copy of the recipe for all of you, and I’ve got different colors to use to dye the cake different colors. I wonder if edible glitter would work? We had glitter in drinks yesterday in Kitty’s class…”

“So! Let’s try to steam some cupcakes. You can try one of the ones I’ve already made first, if you like, or save it for later, or not eat one at all. And there’s no decorating needed today. Oh, maybe the glitter could go on at the end…or colored sugar?”
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Hello, it's Steve Rogers with all of the news of yesterday!

In classes, Liliana led her class through the study of red mana, then went to her office to find someplace warm to vacation. Don't talk to Tony. You'll plot, I just know it. The library gremlins had set up a beach in the library, Cara and Jane made sure their movie makes none of us want to go somewhere where fire tornadoes might exist, and Don gave the Norse Mythology class a history lesson and didn't mention cows this week.

In town, Watts and Steven met up at the museum for a lunch date, Thor manned the Devil's Nest, and the Supper Club went to Waffle House.

*chittering*

It's still sticky. And that's everything. Enjoy the weekend, everyone.

Library, Thursday 1/29

Jan. 29th, 2026 02:21 pm
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It was cold and Belle was rather over it. Bundled up warmly and with a very hot tea in hand she entered the library to find...

A kiddie pool. A palm tree. A small sandbox. And the heat was cranked up. Presumably fit the gremlins lounging in the sand.

"Well, that's better," she said. And then she noticed all the books set out that took place in typical climates.

"Much better!"

Waffle House, Thursday Evening

Jan. 29th, 2026 09:59 am
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Lydia had been most remiss this week, as she had only realized upon seeing the Waffle House sign once again visiting their shores, and then realizing that yes, this was Thursday. All the little days, how they flew by!

She sent out a text to everyone she could think of who might wish to join her for Supper Club, hoped that those who did not partake of phones would somehow get word, and hurried toward that yellow glow. She did so hope they had a hot cup of tea on hand.

She was going to learn some things.

Welcome to Supper Club, everyone! Waffle House is open!

The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

Jan. 29th, 2026 09:55 am
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Winter persisted, but so did Thor. The people needed warming and good cheer, after all, and perhaps to throw an axe at something.

No, not Tiny. Please stick to the range.

Specials
Snowball
Frostbite
Snowshoe Grog


The Devil's Nest is open!
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"I realized I left out an important piece of information at the beginning of this class," Don admitted. "When we talk about the 'sources' for Norse myths, what are those sources? What are the texts?" He held up two books. "These are the texts: the Prose Edda and the Poetic Edda. Both were composed in the thirteenth century CE from older sources, but while we know the Prose Edda was written by Snorri Sturluson, an Icelandic scholar, we don't know who wrote the Poetic Edda. And, fun fact, we don't know what the word 'Edda' means. So even in the source material, there's so much missing information. Why? To be really blunt: Christianity. For a long time in much of Europe, Christian religious institutions were responsible for preservation of knowledge, and they didn't want to preserve the knowledge of 'pagan' religions. We're lucky we have this much.

"So when I say, 'This is what these people believed,' that's maybe not true. Maybe that's just the version that got written down, and most people believed a different version of the story. Where I come from, Loki was adopted by Odin and raised as Thor's brother, but that's not in either Edda and it upsets Thor. But that doesn't necessarily mean people didn't know that, or that that wasn't true in other universes. It just didn't make it to the page.

"Your lesson this week isn't about a myth or a story. It's about the preservation of information. Just because it isn't of value to you in your time doesn't mean it won't be valuable to people in the future. Who knows what other stories we might have if there was a whole third book?" Maybe something that would explain what Odin's problem even was...no. No, that would take more than one book.

Cinema Studies, Thursday, Period One

Jan. 29th, 2026 09:20 am
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Apparently your teachers were on a weather kick with the movie that was queued up for the class this week.

These things just happened, you know.

"We have another natural disaster movie that seems less natural than I think is real life," Jane said.

Cara shrugged. "Could be magic," she said, completely sincerely.

"She's not wrong," Jane sighed. Because it was true. Magic or whimsy were both possibilities here!

They couldn't even blame the island, given they both came from magical worlds.

"So, let's all enjoy this, hopefully, fully fictional event," Jane continued.

Totally. Fully. Fictional.

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