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Back to the beach! There was a grill out, and a table full of food and toppings so you could hazard sons guesses here.

"We're cooking today," Kitty announced. "We're going to go over how to work the grill, and at the end we'll talk about cleaning it and why you shouldn't use those wide brushes, and between that, we eat. I've got burgers, hot dogs, veggie burgers and vegetables, a bunch of toppings, and chips and things. Not that you'll probably be hungry by then since everyone will get a turn cooking."

Let's eat! third period

Jun. 8th, 2026 12:14 pm
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"Welcome," Hannibal greeted them. "There are many other excellent restaurants in South America, but I thought we'd try a different continent today."

He led them through the portal to Gaggan.

"Bangkok, Thailand," he explained. "Chef Gaggan Anand hails from India, and the food here blends Indian and Thai spices, as well as what is said to be quite an experience. He wanted to create a fine dining restaurant that was distinctly non-Western and removed from what is normally thought of as haute cuisine. Let us see how he's done."

Try Not to Die, Monday, June 8, 2026

Jun. 8th, 2026 11:22 am
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"Today we're heading to Chile," Anakin said with a grin.

'Which as it's heading into winter, is living up to the name," Ahsoka said, gesturing at a pile of neon puffer vests.

"You look amazing," Anakin lied. "Good luck."

"You probably won't need it."

Reminder: Field of Dreams

Jun. 8th, 2026 07:54 am
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Apps for NPC visitors are open until tonight!

Let's Play Tourists!, first period

Jun. 5th, 2026 12:25 pm
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Jon had handwavily advised everybody to wear warm-weather clothes and be prepared to swim if they were so inclined. He met them at Portalocity with a large box that contained assorted moddable hats and wraps, towels, and enough tubes of sunscreen for everybody to have two.

"When you're out on the water, you often end up burned despite your best efforts, so everybody please be careful and wear enough of this." He was an Englishman who grew up in a beach town. He knew the benefits of not burning!

"This weekend, a lot of places will be celebrating Pride, which is a way of acknowledging that people of different sexualities and gender identities are all worthy of being people, which is somehow still a radical idea for some." Because people were idiots.

The portal opened to someplace very sunny. "We'll be visiting Key West Pride today. Key West is the southernmost point of the continental United States. It began as a place of the rich and conversely, scavengers. Because some rich people are bad at sailing. It largely thrives on tourism these days, and declared its independence from the US when the government interfered with that in an effort to keep people from entering the country illegally. Apparently, they threw bread at the Coast Guard."

Why bread? Who knew!

"Anyway, it's a rather...er...laid-back place, I suppose you'd say." Look, when your two most famous residents were Jimmy Buffet and Ernest Hemingway, you got a reputation. Largely for booze.

"We'll be going on a boat trip. There will be lunch, drinks for anyone old enough, and swimming if you're able and so inclined." And a costume contest if you wanted to get dressed up.

Jon mentally reviewed what he'd needed to tell them, then nodded and headed through the portal. Possibly with a muttered, Call me boring.

Paintball! - Friday

Jun. 5th, 2026 10:14 am
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Tony and Steve had two giant wheelbarrows between them filled with balloons.

"We thought: what is the opposite of being able to use special powers?" Steve asked, "And came up with balloons filled with paint."

"Grenades!" Tony said cheerfully. "Paint grenades. It'll be great."

Someone would accidentally squeeze one too hard and immediately be out of the running.

And it would be hilarious.

"Suit up!"
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There were a set of dice at work stations for every student when they arrived today. Blank and waiting for paint! Because this was a goddamn arts and crafts class, okay? The teachers got that part right!

"So, we did your characters last week. Today we're doing dice," Jane said. "Which are apparently something people collect, so this will be a personalized set for you."

"Apparently there's a risk you'll turn into some kind of goblin." That wasn't what that meant, Cara. "Try to avoid getting into fights with the gremlins if you do."

"...oh, I hadn't thought of that." Jane was now going to be paranoid about this.

It didn't help that Cara was from somewhere something like that might actually happen. "That's why I'm here, to bring up potential problems."

She was a giver like that!

"How about we get painting?"

And not turning into literal (as opposed to figurative) dice goblins!

Stark Industries [Friday Afternoon]

Jun. 5th, 2026 09:28 pm
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So, it had been...a while since Mariner had remembered to show up for her shift, but give her a break, it was a lot easier to keep track of time on a starship than a planet, and dabbling in capitalism was less of a motivator. Go fig.

Apparently the Starbucks gremlin had really missed her though. It enthusiastically threw itself at her and made a number of very cheerful gremlin noises at her as it walked with her to the workshop.

Where Mariner discovered that the coffee cup she'd forgot to rinse after her last shift had apparently been thriving in her absence. The gremlin waved at the coffee mass, grinned toothily, and slammed the door behind her.

"Oh, crap."

Trooper Station, Friday

Jun. 4th, 2026 10:45 pm
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The station cat was up to mischief today, hopping up on to the Trooper's desks and knocking random things to the floor with her paws.

The Troopers weren't thrilled about it, shockingly. Watts, on the other hand, was privately amused. While she'd wandered in to his office at some point to demand pets, his desk had avoided getting the same treatment. So far.
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Class today met in an empty Danger Shop. Not even anywhere to sit -- Constantine was going to be keeping people on their toes.

"Let's talk about our second favorite part of grief - anger," John said with annoying cheer once everyone had assembled. "Because once we stop trying to rewrite reality, it's easier to be angry with everyone and everything than let yourself feel anything else."

"We've all thought it - why me? Why them? I want revenge, someone needs to pay, fuck God, fuck the universe, it's my fault, it's their fault... you know the chorus, because you've probably sung it at least once. Some people get short-tempered and unstable, lashing out, while others go ice cold. Some get verbally snappy while others turn that rage inward."

"It's the destructive cycle of thoughts and outcomes: thoughts lead to feelings, feelings lead to behaviors, and behaviors circle back to our thoughts."

"So, how do you yank yourself out of that, to get going towards something 'healthier?'" Yes, he did the air quotes. "The pros talk a big game about recognizing the underlying feelings, not lying to yourself about it. Doing shite like meditation and yoga. Art. Poetry. Journaling. Stuff where you don't have to talk, you just do. Hell, they suggest thinking about it from someone else's point of view, but that seems fucked-up to me - then you're just feeling shit for two people, not just yourself."

"The thing about anger, is that it can be calming, in a fucked-up kind of way. That rage can burn everything else away, and let you feel like you're thinking clearly." John shrugged, his hands in his pockets. "You aren't, but it can feel like it."

"Spill. When you feel the anger rising, do you try to break the cycle? How? Does it actually work, or are you just going through the motions to feel better about yourself?"

Library, Thursday 6/4

Jun. 4th, 2026 01:49 pm
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Belle was here in the library for what felt like the first time in ages. Maybe it was. Anyway, she was here now and the library itself seemed to be rather festive. Not because Belle was there but because it was June.

There were rainbow signs and books arranged in rainbow piles. There was plenty of informational non-fiction to be found and the romance section was nearly bursting at the seams.

The Fandom Library was ready for Pride. Or at least it was getting there. It could always do more.
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“I’m sorry I wasn’t here last week,” Stark said once it looked like everyone had arrived at the Danger Shop that was once again a movie theater for the moment. “I’ll try not to let it happen again.” But there were never guarantees. Ever.

“Today’s movie is about a boat! Boats seemed like a summery thing. Good for vacations.”

Stark had not seen the movie yet, no.

“This one has a cruise ship and a smaller boat and the two meet and…” he frowned. “Monsters? That’s fine. It might still be fun! And I have boat themed snacks for today! But not monster ones. I’m not sure what I’d do for monster snacks, actually. But for boats there are Life Savers that are hard and gummy ones. And there are goldfish crackers. And popcorn, of course, because there should always be popcorn. And salted caramels because sea water is salty.” It made sense to him. “And popcorn and sodas of course.”

Of course.

“Enjoy the movie?”

Somewhere in the Outer Rim- Thursday

Jun. 4th, 2026 08:37 am
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Occasionally when Rey went home, she found herself in the middle of a situation. And sometimes trying to diffuse the situation- say, between two groups fighting to control a small city via violence and intimidation- you maybe took a little stabbing to the side before having to finish the fight even if most of them got away.

"Sometimes" also meant that it was the first time this had ever happened, and because she knew (was pretty sure) it wasn't life-threatening, she was more annoyed at herself than anything. And that she'd gotten through shenanigans without being gross and was now going to have to wash blood out of her clothes.

Once the authorities came for the two that Rey had subdued, she headed back for where the Falcon was berthed, where she went straight for the medkit that they kept in the lounge. Some people might consider a doctor, but those people also hadn't had an entire lifetime of treating their own injuries and were therefore normal people. Everything was fine!


[For that guy who would probably disagree!]
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I have been handed precisely one sheet of notes with the word shenanigans in all caps, so that was apparently all that happened yesterday.

So, Shenanigans. Which were in the park again, and after the requisite mingling, the voluntolds were given shirts that were horrifying abominations involving 'horse-pigs' with 'wrong teeth'. Again, why do any of you leave the house on Wednesdays during the summer?

As for the shenanigans themselves, they were most oddly normal tasks in random order. Results varied.

Song of Dominia, Thursday, Period 3

Jun. 4th, 2026 04:43 am
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"So, I know I brought up the Planeswalker War last week, but I've decided that it's entirely too stupid to talk about," Liliana announced from where she was lounging behind her desk. "Honestly, it will just be a bunch of names - even moreso than usual - fighting over even stupider things than usual. One group of people wanted power, another group of people didn't like each other, a third group was trying to play peacemaker of course they were white and green mages, this was back before Magic's color wheel had anything even approaching depth, and in the end, Leshrac - mustache-twirling villain, even sans mustache - ended up ringing the Grey Chime. The Grey Chime was something of the poor man's Apocalypse Chime--" which had also gotten rung and yes, by a Planeswalker, but hey! Not on Dominaria! "--and destroyed most of Corondor, annihilating three major cities, Shikar, Telemar, and Hamath, and staining the sky above the continent eerie colors."

Sure, it had involved magical beacon that had lured a bunch of Planeswalkers into one place and wouldn't let them leave, but when would THAT ever become relevant again? )

"That rift was called the Yavimayan Rift, as it had been located in Yavimaya, a great forest on what remains of Terisiare, after the Blast turned an entire continent into an archipelago. And, somewhat surprisingly, it was not the first rift to be formed. That honor belongs to the Madaran Rift." Liliana pulled out a large map of Dominaria, pointing to a small island off the western coast of Jamuraa, the southernmost continent. "Stop me if you heard this one," she continued wryly, "But Madara also used to be a continent. It was, in fact, where Nicol Bolas had his empire, back during Mythohistory. Unlike Ugin," and some other Planeswalkers who won't be named, "Bolas didn't just leave Dominaria once his spark ignited and never returned. He had power and dominion here, especially after unlocking powers that dwarfed even those of the other Elder dragons." Did Liliana sound wistful there? Nah, surely not. "Madara was the scene of the very first duel between Planeswalkers, some fifteen thousand years ago. Nicol Bolas and an unnamed demonic leviathan fought to the death. The stories that remain of that battle are sketchy at best, save that it took days, the seas went mad, storms rent the skies, and a third of Madara was utterly destroyed. Whatever spell took out a third of a continents also tore open reality and created the first rift."

Planeswalkers and wrecking reality, the peanut butter and jelly of Magic history.

Around Limbo City, All Day Wednesday

Jun. 3rd, 2026 04:11 pm
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He was alone. The landscape around him was empty, stretching out for miles on end. Loss permeated the air. Failure.

A skull tumbled from the sky and clipped his head, falling now at an angle, cracking against the rock. He looked up, and saw more. Bone, cascading down, femurs and tibias, ribs and hips, and skulls and skulls and skulls--

They buried him.

He was drowning.

He was alone.

In which everything is fine. )

[[ establishy! final scene taken and adapted from the Devil May Cry animated series (2007). ]]

Summer Shenanigans, June 3, 2026

Jun. 3rd, 2026 08:43 am
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Anakin was back in the park, surrounded by stations.

The good news was that none of them looked messy.

The bad news was that his shirts this week were especially hideous.

"Today you will complete seven tasks," Anakin yelled through his megaphone. "When you touch a task envelope in any way, you must complete it before looking inside another envelope. Fastest wins! Listen for your names:

Stark
Steve R.
Vi
Hannibal
Henry
Steve M.
Jonathan
Aphra
Rey
Flint
Sairis."

Fandom Radio, Wednesday 6/3

Jun. 3rd, 2026 07:41 am
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It’s Wednesday. Be careful.

*chittering*

It doesn’t matter where I was last week I’m here now. Hush.

I’ve notes from the school to start, as usual. Coping With The Non-Modern World covered the importance of vaccinations. Those are important. We have them at the clinic. Whatever you might need, really. Sam Eagle Presents: Weird or Not Weird? had the eagle saying all parties here are weird.

Nothing from the dorms but a few notes from the town. The eagle probably thinks everything there, well, here, is weird as well.

Sairis was working at Liliana’s shop in a shirt from some of Anakin’s nonsense. Oh dear. Perhaps feed those to the chair? Remy was at Needful Things but I’m still not certain he works there with a sale on knives and Harley seemed pleased to see that he wasn’t dead.

Finally, it was a celebration of Duke’s birthday at Lucifer’s. Duke, Octavia, and Lucifer had dinner and then a discussion of various ways to celebrate and I don’t think we need to go into any more detail than that. Happy birthday, Duke.

That’s all I have from yesterday for today.

Infinite Consortium, Tuesday

Jun. 2nd, 2026 08:08 pm
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Sairis still wasn't sure about this "shenanigans" thing, but at least he got clothes out of it. He got nothing out of Monday's class (except for the experience of eating fried bugs).

So today he was wearing last week's shirt, even if it did look a bit odd with his medieval-style trousers and boots. It was clothing; you didn't sneer at free clothing.

His standard "charms available" sign was in the window, the artifacts were getting dusted, and the chair was getting side-eyed.
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“I was unavoidably detained last week! I apologize. I was forced into a mandatory ‘team-building exercise’ with my coworkers elsewhere. It will not happen again!”

Mostly because Sam had instituted some anti-Muppet security measures that he hoped would save him from further Muppet activities. Sam might have forgotten about Wednesdays though. Oh well. He'd remember eventually.

“Now! My required team building activity involved a boat. We had to go on a boat. For a party!” Oh, the horror.

“Boat parties, of course, are quite weird! As are all ‘team-building activities.’” Did you know felt eagles could do airquotes with their wings? You did now!

“Some parties, of course, are not weird. Some are perfectly lovely occasions. You will not find those parties on this island. Here things are weird as we discussed in the first class!” In case you forgot that this was an odd place when you had a teacher literally made of felt talking to you right now.

“A non-weird party might have food and drink and respectable music that could be danced to appropriately. A party here would have…glitter.” Sam shuddered at the thought. “And inappropriate music! Wild dancing! Things would be loud! And unpleasant! Unless, of course, the party is one hosted by one Captain America who can, naturally, never be weird as he is all that is right and good.”

“Now! Let us discuss parties! What, to you, would make a good and not weird party?”

Fandom Radio, Tuesday, June 2nd

Jun. 2nd, 2026 04:45 pm
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What up, Fandom? It's me, ya girl, Arden Finch, interrupting my day of lounging on the beach, hanging at the beach, and other beach-related activities, to bring you all the best news about yesterday that the squirrels could dig up or make up.

School started with Try Not To Die heading to Thailand where they got to pick flowers and eat bugs and I'm glad I spend my Mondays on the beach. Using metal detectors in Various Beach Things sounds like a much better way to spend an hour. Though maybe Let's Eat getting to try a tasting menu in a fancy Brazilian restaurant wins out overall.

Dorms were quiet as usual, but people were bustling about in Town. Dr. Isley shelved stuff and checked on her plants at Pick Your Poison, Officer McGarrett had the troopers go for a run around the island at the Trooper Station, the nurses interrogated Professor James about his whereabouts at the Clinic, and Mr. Northman forbade Mr. Tiny from making his own gin at Devil's Nest.

That's it for notes and I'm burning daylight, so I'll leave you with this super wayback hit, Summertime by DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince. Huh, that guy kinda looks like Will Smith. Weird. Anyway, this is ya girl, Arden Finch, signing off!

[I literally heard a teen say that the other week and instantly crumbled to dust]

Needful Things, Tuesday

Jun. 2nd, 2026 11:39 am
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Remy wasn't like. An official employee or anything. There'd been no paperwork, and even if he had been official, he'd probably have been fired for no-call/no-show months ago.

None of this was stopping him from showing up at the shop on Tuesday morning and getting set up to work there for the day.

Look. He'd always been breaking in here anyway. And, well, if the place was no longer run by Harley and now had someone who intended to run a real business in charge . . . well, they should get used to how this island tended to run. Which included strange men breaking into your place of business to run the till for the day.

So there.

Anyway. Needful Things was open. With a sale on antique knives. Because why not?

[yeah, open!]
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"Right," Yennefer said. "One of you didn't know about this last week," week before last. Details, "so let's start with it: vaccines. Get them. A vaccine is when they poke you with a needle and then you don't die of--pick a plague, any plague, doesn't matter what plague you pick, they've probably got a vaccine for it. So pop on down to the clinic, tell them what world you're from, and let them come up with a schedule to catch you up on all the not-dying needles you need for that world and this one, hmm?" The clinic seemed to have...changed...somewhat since she had left the island, but surely they still offered vaccines. "Then when you go home you can be incredibly healthy and the envy of all your friends. No, I don't know how to get your friends vaccinated." Honestly, who worried about their friends dying of influenza? Not Yennefer, that was for sure, but then she wasn't sure Jaskier was aging anyway.

No, she hadn't just admitted Jaskier was her friend. Why did you think that?

"To answer your next question, no, I haven't the foggiest idea how the vaccines work. They seem to be science, whereas I could tell you all about it if they were magic. But they do work, so: get some. Are there any questions? I do hope not."

Lucifer's mansion, Tuesday evening

Jun. 2nd, 2026 10:22 am
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It was Duke's birthday. And for once, the three of them had managed to remember about it soon enough to actually celebrate it. Nothing too wild, just a three person date night at the mansion. Lucifer had cooked something glorious and absurdly fancy, complete with an over the top dessert, and they were now sprawled across the living room, discussing where to go from here.

"We just have so many options," Duke noted, watching his partners with a fond smile. "I'd suggest the pool, but traditionally we're meant to wait a bit after eating. Maybe upstairs? Or we could just stay here and fuck around. . . ."

He meant that very literally, yes.

[for the partners, will be NSFW. Will also be crazy slow, but omg, we remembered on the day!]

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Jun. 1st, 2026 10:56 pm
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Quick note that post-by-email and comment-by-email is (sometimes?) failing silently without actually posting right now! I'm pretty sure this is related to last night's shenanigans and will be fixed once Mark can finish the full fix for it, which he's working on, but if you've posted or replied by email in the last 24 hours, fish it out of your sent folder to check if it posted!

EDIT: This should be fixed as of around 7AM EDT! We *believe* everything that was stuck in the plumbing has been sent along to your journal or the comment thread it was meant for; it's definitely not where it was stuck anymore, at least.
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Welcome back to the beach! Here, take a metal detector!

"All right, we're playing with these bad boys today," Kitty greeted them. "These are metal detectors. They'll beep when they detect metal. Pretty self-explanatory. I've gone ahead and buried some things in the sand, so you have something to look for. There's also a little jackpot, so congratulations to whoever gets it!"

You better be good at this, Flint.

Fandom Radio- Monday, June 1

Jun. 1st, 2026 05:56 pm
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Good morning, everyone, and welcome to June! Somehow! I don't know, either.

Anyway, just one note today about Gregorith looking stuff up at the museum, because...

*chittering*

The squirrels were glitching? I've never been able to say "sounds fake but okay" seriously, so I guess thanks for that. Have a good day, guys, and here's hoping there's less glitching.

Fandom Clinic, Monday 6/1

Jun. 1st, 2026 02:33 pm
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It was June, somehow. Where had May gone? The Caribbean? More likely than you think!.

The rainbows were out in full force in the clinic today. Even the crab had decorated with rainbows. Stabby had also added some new postcards from the Bahamas, of beaches and crabs of course. Stark wasn't sure if they were from the lobsters, Stabby himself, or someone else endowment.

"I've got the usual coffees," he said, setting them down at the front desk.

"Where were you?" a nurse demanded.

"What?"

"You weren't here! So where were you? Did you send Stabby the postcards?"

"I didn't send any postcards! I wasn’t anywhere, really. Just... not here. Not kidnapped by raccoons either, " he added quickly.

The clinic was oo open and the alien was in and definitely not missing!

Let's Eat!, Monday third period

Jun. 1st, 2026 01:05 pm
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Hannibal greeted them at Portalocity cheerfully. "Today we'll be visiting Brazil. There's a restaurant called D.O.M. that I have been wanting to try. It has two Michelin stars and has consistently ranked among the top restaurants in the world. The chef is very highly regarded and curates a menu after intensive research and thought." Hannibal approved.

"We'll be enjoying the tasting menu, and won't know what it is until we get it, so this should be interesting."

Hannibal did enjoy the occasional surprise.

The Devil's Nest, Monday Night

Jun. 1st, 2026 12:51 pm
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Eric was running behind tonight due to the time it took the sun to go down in June, but he owned the place and so it didn't really matter.

It was only when he came in that he remembered this meant Tiny was left unsupervised for longer and longer periods of time.

"No one wants you to be brewing your own gin," Eric told him.

Tiny rumbled a response.

"And no one wants a joint venture with the raccoon brewpub, either."

More rumbling.

"I don't care that their papers are updated."

The Devil's Nest was open! Skip the gin.
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Steve was back in the Trooper Station with a lot of energy on a Monday, which meant the Troopers were out for a run.

The Troopers hated when Steve had a lot of energy.

"When you're all back, make sure you've taken the updated cybersecurity training," Steve said.

...the Troopers hated mandatory training more than they hated running, and that's why they were voluntarily doing another lap around the island while Steve caught up on emails.

The Trooper Station was open. Please have a crime.

Try Not to Die, Monday, June 1, 2026

Jun. 1st, 2026 09:53 am
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Today your teachers were back with the bug spray and sunhats. "Make sure you hydrate today," Anakin said. "It's humid where you're heading."

"And crowded," Ahsoka added, which was the excuse for just how neon the sunhats were. "So make sure you don't get lost."

"Welcome to Thailand," Anakin said with a smile.

"More specifically Bangkok," Ahsoka said. "The capital and by far the largest city."

"You'll get to experience a lot of different things," Anakin said. "One of them should not be getting run over. Please look in all of the directions before stepping out anywhere."

"We'd prefer not to try to explain how we returned with less students than we started with."

"And there's paperwork," Anakin agreed, nodding.

And no one to push it off on, so please don't make them do any.

Event: Field of Dreams

Jun. 1st, 2026 06:41 am
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Good morning, Fandom! It's been a year or two since the dead last came back to Fandom, and obviously that can't stand.

Lo and behold, it's that time again. Sprung from a plot developed by [profile] idontlooktired and originally conceptualized by [personal profile] robinthefrog, it's Field of Dreams time from June 9th through June 14th!

Copypasta of info overload! )

Where do I sign up?
There is an application form right down here, stolen, like much-but-not-all of this post, from our beloved [livejournal.com profile] idontlooktired. (And/or our beloved [livejournal.com profile] nookiepowered.)

If you're looking for someone to play a character for you, you can do so in the comments of an upcoming post.

APPLICATIONS CLOSE MONDAY JUNE 8TH AT MIDNIGHT PST!

Pick Your Poison, Monday

Jun. 1st, 2026 06:38 am
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The plants needed a check-up. That was the only reason Pam was here, really.

Well. That, and a moment outside of Gotham. There'd been stories about some monster crashing around Marshview, somehere - she hadn't been able to find it yet. But rumors did not come from nowhere, and humans did often see the shadows of things they didn't understand - even if they didn't know what cast those shadows.

So it was a pensive Pam who opened up Pick Your Poison that morning, going through each shelving unit to check on the plants next to the products.

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May. 31st, 2026 10:00 pm
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Robby has managed to put in a temporary fix for the site errors and things failing to refresh or not showing up where they should! The permanent fix is going to need Mark's experience, and unfortunately -- seriously, this literally never fails -- Mark has been on an international flight all day, because of course he has. (Never. Fails. He and I are not allowed to both take vacation at once.)

The site will work just fine with the temporary fix in place, things just might be a little slow here and there. We'll keep you updated.

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May. 31st, 2026 08:59 pm
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We're aware of site traffic issues and are working to fix them for the people who are having problems! (The tactics the damn bot traffic uses are endlessly shifting, and they're really good at looking like real traffic, sigh.)

Fandom Museum, Sunday May 31

May. 31st, 2026 01:50 pm
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Gregorith was somewhat lost in thought this morning. He'd gone home for a few days, and while there he'd inspected the warehouse they'd set up on Level 9 for a certain billionaire, and he'd gotten lost. The warehouse was massive, and the rows upon rows of storage shelves all looked alike.

And then Sharkie had told him about the internet memes and creepy pastas about that, so now, while he was also keeping an eye out for museum patrons, he was scrolling through photos of liminal spaces.

Devil May Cry, Limbo City, Sunday

May. 31st, 2026 07:47 pm
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There was a slab of pizza stuck to the ceiling. Dante could see it from here. ‘Here’ being the sofa, or the bathroom, take your pick. A sofa he was laying on in the bathroom.

“Huh,” he said. “Wonder how that got there.”

He looked at it for a while.

Maybe it was a sign that the sofa finally needed to go back into the living room. The windows were fixed now, and it’d be nice to be able to watch TV from somewhere that wasn’t the floor. Yeah. It was definitely time.

He sat up five minutes later, when the door opened. He scooted along the length of the sofa until he’d cleared the bathroom doorway and squinted. What was it now? Trish? Lady? Kat? Demons? Probably demons.

“Sorry, the door was unlocked! I’m just here for my jacket!”

Oh. No, it was that dude. What was his name? Pat something? Patrick? Dante squinted at him through the hallway. No, fuck, what was he thinking? He refused to be that guy. Paul. It was Paul.

“I think it ended up on the lamp in the kitchen!” he yelled. Which would be a pain in the ass, because that guy was pretty short, and he’d probably need someone to pry it off the lamp for him--

“No, it’s in the sink!” Paul yelled.

“Oh, thank fuck,” Dante muttered, dropping the outstretched arm that he'd been about to pull himself off the couch with. He laid back down. Heard some rustling around, the clink of the faucet. A yelled ‘bye’, and the door shutting.

Good. Maybe the sofa could wait a while longer, too.

And then, abruptly, it was dark. Shit. The electricity bill. “Shit fuck shitting hell—” Hadn’t he paid that? He thought he’d paid that. He fumbled for his phone, and-- oh, for fuck’s sake.

Five minutes later, he was up, dressed, and sticking his head out the back door to squint at the overgrown brickwork in the yard. “Trish, you still stalking me?! I could use a phone charge!”

[[ guess who i've missed playing since the Netflix animated adaptation started dragging every 00s Nu Metal act out of the grave to do theme tracks. mostly establishy, can be open if for some godforsaken reason someone has a reason to be in Limbo City or you want to call him after he gets his phone charged. ]]

Sheningan Sign-ups!

May. 30th, 2026 08:38 pm
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For Wednesday and for everyone!

Fandom Radio, Saturday, May 30

May. 30th, 2026 10:43 am
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Good morning, everyone! It is I, Miss Lydia Bennet, here to bring you all of yesterday's news the squirrels saw fit to report. So I shouldn't expect too much, if I were you.

Let's see...at the school, Let's Play Tourists visited Paris, Arts & Crafts & Dungeons & Dragons talked about the figurines they painted last week, and Paintball allowed the combatants the use of their supernatural powers. Congratulations to Dean Skywalker, who was the week's victor!

And speaking of Dean Skywalker, in the town, he joined Miss Skywalker in cleaning up at her warehouse. The lack of cleaning staff remains the most disappointing thing about this century. Ah, well. Until next week, dear listeners!

Let's Play Tourists!, first period

May. 29th, 2026 04:02 pm
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Jon met everybody at Portalocity looking more than a little sheepish.

"First of all, I would like to apologize for last week." He grimaced and rubbed the back of his neck. "I...well, um. Never mind. Anyway, I apologize. This week we're starting in Paris." He handed them each a ticket for a tour. "It'll be a few hours, but...well, we've got portals, so. And you can choose to spend a little longer if you like."

He led them through the portal and over to where their "fun" guide was supposed to meet them. Jon was rather dreading whatever a "fun" guide was, but hopefully it wouldn't be too dreadful.

Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

May. 29th, 2026 09:14 am
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It was cleanup day at the warehouse. Cleaning up after the unsurprisingly chaotic woodchucks, clearing off the course because the weather controls could do some damage over time, things like that. There was actually something relaxing and mindless about it that was needed sometimes.

Though she was giving death glares at the woodchucks anytime she heard a noise. One day. Give her one clean day, guys.


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The classroom smelled like paint. A lot of paint. Which was probably a hazard, but the teachers didn't seem bothered by it somehow. The how might have been magic powers, but whatever.

"Welcome back, we're glad to see you all again," Jane said.

"Yes. We are." Cara could possibly sound more convincing. "So it's time to have our first check in on how your work is going."

"We want you to introduce the little mini that you painted!" Oh yeah. That'd be something. enjoy coming up with backstory on the fly.

See Cara's face? That was the face of a person who loved hearing your RPG character's backstory. For realz. "Apparently it's an important part of the creative process."

It was going to be great.

Paintball! - Friday

May. 29th, 2026 05:54 am
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"Sorry that we missed last week," Steve apologized. "We had an emergency to take care of at home."

"To make up for it, we'll be allowing powers to be used in the game today." Tony. Tony, no.

"We will be?" Steve repeated, blinking.

It was definitely an idea, wasn't it? "Just for today," Tony said quickly.

"Please remember that this is only a game and maiming your fellow players or breaking the island is completely unacceptable," Steve said to the class.

"I thought that was a given," Tony said like the class wasn't full of super competitive people.

Steve's sweeping hand to encompass the class paused slightly in front of Anakin. "Just in case."

Fandom Radio, May 29, 2026

May. 28th, 2026 09:16 pm
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Good morning, everyone, it's Steve Rogers with the news of yesterday.

In classes, Constantine led his class through the part denial plays in the grieving process, Liliana discussed the Elder Dragon War

In town, Steven stopped learning about frogs long enough to have lunch with Watts, and Octavia came in for Duke's diner shift for lunch and rehashing Constantine's class. Jesse went over to Bucky's place, and the conversation didn't go the way most that begin with "we should talk" generally do, so...good job there, Buck. Finally, Steph was definitely not playing Angry Birds.

That feels suspiciously specific, but I'm not going to ask. Have a great weekend!
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It's been a while since we've done a full code push rather than just hotfixes for bugs, so we are well overdue! Depending on availability, we're aiming to do one sometime soon; we'll let you know specifics once we've worked out good timing for everyone who needs to be available.

However! The reason it's been so long is we kept trying to get some of the stuff that's pending to "really finished" instead of just "mostly finished", and then we once again looked around and went "oh no, this is a really big code push with a lot of changes". Those make us nervous, because while we do a lot of testing ourselves, y'all are really creative in how you use the site and we inevitably find a bunch of edge cases when we let you loose on new code with your real-world data!

So, if folks have some spare time in the next few days, it would be a huge help if you could spend half an hour or so using the site the same way you normally do but with the "Site-Wide Canary" beta features flag turned on. Canary mode is a sort of "live testing" mode: it's your real data, but running the most up-to-date code.

Canary mode always does have a few glitches -- there may be missing text strings or errors about missing database properties, which is a limitation of how we run it. We don't need to know about those, but anything else weird that you run into, leave a comment with what you were trying to do and the error message you got.

I'll repeat that the "here be dragons" caution that's on the beta features page: some things may be broken, so don't use it for when you're doing something important. But a few more eyeballs on it before the push will help the push go more smoothly for everyone.

For folks who want to concentrate on what's changing, we haven't finished the second code tour of what's going to be in this push, but the ffirst one has a good chunk of what's going to be going live. (We'll get the second half done ASAP!)

Luke's, Thursday

May. 28th, 2026 12:01 pm
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Duke came into the diner without fanfare, despite not having been there in months. His staff, after a moment of gasping and cheering, followed his lead, letting him fuss around the kitchen like this was a perfectly ordinary Thursday.

Duke had never felt more loved, outside his relationship with Octavia and Lucifer.

Today's Specials
Grilled cod with chunky avocado salsa


Luke's was open.

The Magpie Emporium, Thursday (5/28)

May. 28th, 2026 08:19 am
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Steph was leaning against the counter scowling at her phone, which was by no means a new or unusual occurrence, but the lack of furious thumb-typing was.

Not that she was about to admit to having reinstalled Angry Birds or anything. Shh.

[OOC: Not method at all. Nope. Open!]

WTFH - Fandom Radio [Thurs, May 28th]

May. 28th, 2026 08:49 pm
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It's another Thursday, so let's discover more reasons to stay inside on a Wednesday.

In terms of School news, Anakin was Shenaniganing again in the park, where all the voluntolds gathered for terrible shirts, obnoxious flirting, and musical chairs with balloons full of 'stuff'. Some people avoided getting covered in stuff, but let's be real, there were no winners here.

Otherwise, nothing happened in the Dorms, while in Town, the Devil's Nest was 'citrusy fresh'.

Song of Dominia, Thursday, Period 3

May. 28th, 2026 04:08 am
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"So, the Elder Dragon War," Liliana said, picking up from last week's lecture as if it had been seven minutes since she last discussed it, not seven days. "In the millennia or so after Nicol Bolas - then, only Nicol, he had not granted himself a second name - had taken over the kingdom of the man that had slain his sister, Merrevia Sal, the rest of the Elder dragons had spread out over Dominaria. There were hundreds of them, perhaps more, and by this time, many of them had taken mates and started breeding children of their own. Dragons eat a great deal, do not share easily or well, especially with one another, and are incredibly aware of their own status and standing in their internal hierarchy."

Not unlike Planeswalkers in that way... )

"Nicol Bolas is the only surviving Elder dragon of Dominaria now. He brags that he killed his brother Ugin in an extended battle on a different plane. In 2824 AR, Arcades Sabboth was summoned by a Planeswalker, Leshrac, to serve as his champion in a duel against another Planeswalker, Kristina of the Wood. Some of you may remember her name as one of the Nine Titans who accompanied Urza to Phyrexia. She was one of the two people killed by Tevash Szat." You know, the pretext Urza needed to kill Szat and power the soul bombs, right before he decided to become friends with Yawgmoth instead. "Tevash Szat also killed Chromium Rhuell, the shapeshifting dragon who stayed out of the Elder Dragon War completely, in 2934 AR, as part of a plot for Szat and Leshrac to escape the Shard of the Twelve Worlds." Which, if you remembered, was also Urza's fault. "Rhuell's death was the spark to the kindling that eventually ignited the Planeswalker War, which is definitely going to have to wait for another day - and possibly several drinks - as that was an absolute nightmare of ridiculousness."

It was possible that Planeswalkers didn't deserve nice things.

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