Library, Thursday 4/2

Apr. 2nd, 2026 01:38 pm
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The library looked better than it did yesterday but it was still in something of a state of disarray after yesterday's excessive gremlin nonsense that poor Arden had to deal with.

At least the scissors had been freed from their plastic prisons.

Some of the shelves remained a shambles though so Belle was going to tackle that. Try to tackle that. It might be a multi-day project. That remained to be seen.

The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

Apr. 2nd, 2026 12:55 pm
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I was teaching honestly from the recorded myth!

"Mm-hmm," Thor agreed as he organized the glasses behind the bar. "You will apologize to the goats."

I didn't say anything bad about Toothgrinder and Toothgnasher, Don lied through his teeth. I love Toothgrinder and Toothgnasher. He didn't bother pointing out that the goats weren't alive to need his apologies at the moment. Maybe by the time they were alive again Thor would have forgotten.

Specials
Tequila Mocking Goat
The GOAT
Espresso Goatini


The Devil's Nest is open! And...goat-themed...
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They were finally done talking about white mana pairings; as the first color discussed, it would, of course, have the most pairings available to talk about. Honestly, she should have gone with black color pairings, because then she could have spent all that time talking about black and how great it was, but for some reason, the order of colors in her head was white, blue, black, red, green and there was no changing it. Probably a holdover from her childhood or something. yes this is another Magic joke, I am hilarious.

Today, for their first discussion of blue, the students found themselves in a beautiful bower, next to a brook of sparkling waters. Golden sunlight fell down to warm patches of fragrant flowers, while in other places, cooler, darker shadows loomed. Flitting hither and yon across the glade were tiny winged figures, ranging in size from pinkies to an entire hand: faeries. Don't be surprised, class, if you ended up with your hair pulled or supplies filched or other small mischiefs enacted upon your person. That's just what faeries were like.

People would sooner savor sweet lies than chew plain truths.--House Dimir ) While blue/black can very easily be one of the strongest, most dynamic, and powerful pairing, it is also one of the easiest to fall to its own infighting, to be intractable and unyielding to its own opposing viewpoints, and has been known to become its own worst enemy."

And, having lived through a breakup of just this type, Liliana was inclined to put the blame squarely on Jace blue's own shoulders.

No reason.
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"Thor!" Don exclaimed brightly. "God of thunder! Probably the most familiar of the Norse pantheon to you on this island, since we have not one but two manifestations of Thor in residence." Ha. "Wielder of the hammer Mjolnir, husband--husband?--of the...golden-haired...goddess Sif." Excuse Don while he stared into the void for a moment. No, not that void. Okay, maybe also that void. "Did I mention god of thunder? And that he travels in a chariot pulled by two goats, surely the most noble of animals? Or that one time he cross-dressed and almost married a giant? It's true, and part of the Þrymskviða, which we will be studying today." Don passed around handouts of the story. "You will have to read it yourselves, I am afraid," because Don could not get through it without laughing and he didn't want Thor too mad at him. "And then we can discuss what we think of the story." And Don would continue trying not to laugh.

The Magpie Emporium, Thursday (4/2)

Apr. 2nd, 2026 08:25 am
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The gremlins had thrown an April Fool's party in here last night after closing, or at least that was how Steph chose to interpret the abundance of very tiny confetti (tiny for confetti at least but still too big to qualify as glitter, in her totally expert opinion) and streamers all over the store.

Plus the spring snakes that kept popping out of the shelves whenever she pulled a book out to relocate it. And the very small whoopee cushion on her office chair.

At least they were classic goofy pranks and not shitty mean ones?

Little Bot trundled by with yet another dustpan full of confetti as Steph picked up another snake and deposited it with all the others in a big utility tote bin. That had a lid that latched shut. Around here, she figured, assuming those snakes wouldn't just turn real was probably a bad idea.

[OOC: Open, but guaranteed slow as I herd cats today.]

Cinema Studies, Thursday, Period One

Apr. 2nd, 2026 11:38 pm
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There was only one teacher at the front of class this week, and it was not the friendly one.

"Jane is...indisposed," Cara said, gesturing at the empty space next to her. "In case you somehow missed that."

She sighed and gestured to the screen. "Today's movie is apparently seasonally appropriate."


It wasn't. It really, really wasn't.
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Leroy, even you're not stupid enough to think you can get away with a second day of pranks are you?

*innocent chittering*

Thought so.

Up at the School, Creative Writing had another movie day, or rather the same movie day, while Glitter made glitter bath bombs, and this was apparently not a prank. Unfortunately for Arden in the Library the gremlins had more than made up for any lack of pranks elsewhere, though Cal was very sympathetic when he showed up with drinks.

The Dorms seemed to avoided any foolishness, while in Town, Stark showed up for a make-up shift at the Clinic to much suspicion, while at Pick Your Poison, Adrian wasn't nearly suspicious enough, at least until Rey came by to explain the odd phone calls.

Pick Your Poison, Wednesday

Apr. 1st, 2026 12:51 pm
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The phone was ringing off the hook today, but the conversations were more and more confusing.

"Is my refrigerator running?" he repeated. "What fridge? Do you mean the one in my Grove or the one here in the shop? Hello?"

"Do I have Prince Albert in a can? What's that? Is that some kind of body wash? Hello? Hello?"

"You're looking for...you said his first name was Ollie? Last name Tabooger? Excuse me, is there a Mr. Tabooger in the store? Mr. Tabooger? No, I don't think that there's anyone here by this name. Have you tried--hello?"

This is what happens when you were raised in a forest with a coven that pretty universally hated April Fools. You spent the whole day bewildered.

Fandom Clinic, Wednesday 4/1

Apr. 1st, 2026 12:42 pm
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"It's Wednesday," one of the nurses said flatly. "It's not Monday."

"Yes, I know that," Stark said with a roll of his eye. "I had glitter class after I did the radio notes so of course I know what day it is but Monday I was just...I wasn't here. So I'm here today instead."

"This some sort of April Fool's thing?" another nurse asked suspiciously, opening the lid to one of the coffees and peering at it like the liquid might hold the answer.

"No! I'm just here today because I wasn't here the other day and I thought I might be useful but I can just go if you'd rather."

One of the nurses sighed. "We're just not used company on other days. It's fine. Stay. Drink your coffee. Don't open the cabinets on the left there, things keep falling out, and watch out for Stabby."

"Why?" Stark asked, looking at the tank.

"He's playing hide and seek and he's usually got a knife when he does that."

"...of course."

The clinic was open, the crab was lurking, and the alien was in even though it wasn't Monday.

Fandom Library, Wednesday, April 1st

Apr. 1st, 2026 12:19 pm
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Arden glared at the gremlins who were having a hilarious time. Today she'd come in to find: googly eyes stuck everywhere; all the office equipment vacuum-sealed, especially anything with an edge; not only were books moved around but they were also put back backwards, their pages showing instead of their spines; Vaseline had been smeared on various door handles, and all the clocks had been changed to random times.

"I hate this day and I hate you," she muttered, trying to force open the vacuum-sealed scissors so she could get the pens free.

Fandom Radio, Wednesday 4/1

Apr. 1st, 2026 12:21 pm
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No, I didn’t find any of it funny. Not even a little. You’re terrible.

*tiny squirrel snickers*

All of you.

*trilling*

Not you.

Right. It’s Wednesday, the squirrels are being absolutely ridiculous today and the first set of notes didn’t even make sense. Neither did the second. I think I have the real notes from yesterday now. I hope.

At the school we had Feeding Yourself 101 making food from…whatever was in the fridge. That seems fair. Though I hope they had a better selection than I do sometimes. And then in Ethics there was talk of artificial intelligence and robots.

And, oh, I have something from the dorms?
*excited trilling*
*snickering*
*sad Porg noises*
Leroy, that was mean.

I do have a couple of things from the town. Sairis was in Liliana’s shop with the door open. I hope the chair didn’t escape and eat anyone. It didn’t eat Leroy. Unfortunately.

*offended chittering*

You started it. Hush.

Right. And Kitty was at Caritas without Tino again. The squirrels have come up with a very long list of explanations where he might have gone. I don’t think any of them could be true. Well. Maybe. It’s hard to say.

*chittering*

No, I do not believe he’s a hero in his homeland and had to go save the world. No one would believe that.

It’s best to be suspicious today, I think.

Glitter. -Wednesday- 3rd period

Apr. 1st, 2026 08:18 am
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They were in the classroom again, where the desks were pushed together with a bunch of supplies in the middle for people to use.

"Today we're making bath bombs," Kitty announced. "Which are different than glitter bombs in that they're contained, and not weaponry. You just put them in the tub and relax. I have a recipe here, you can use whatever supplies but maybe don't go too heavy on fragrance."

How were you supposed to get the glitter of your skin and tub? Details.
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Your teachers were here this week. Twice in a row, even.

"They say that writers should focus on the three 'r's." Well, that was an interesting moment of deja vu. "But given that when we looked them up, only one of them starts with that letter, that's arguably dubious advice."


"In any case, you could probably all do with a movie," Aphra, who seemed exceedingly pleased with herself, said. "I know I could."

Were certain people taking advantage of the date to get out of coming up with a different lesson? Quite possibly.

The Boardwalk, Tuesday Night

Mar. 31st, 2026 08:13 pm
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It was finally warm enough out for Gregorith to go for a walk after dark. He suspected it was a trap, that the temperature tomorrow or the next day would plummet again, but for now it was quite pleasant.

So after enjoying a meal, a succulent Mexican meal, he sat on a bench with his leftover nachos, silently daring the seagulls to try to steal any.

He would however be willing to share with any passers by.

Fandom Radio, Friday, March 26, 2026

Mar. 31st, 2026 06:33 pm
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"This is an ethics class," Anakin said, "and there are new technologies on this planet that take some serious thought before you use them."

"Not least because they pose a serious insult to a number of old friends of ours who are actual artificial intelligences," Asohka added.

"Threepio would never behave like this," Anakin agreed. "From not knowing the number of r's in strawberry to making up legal precedents to win an argument, this current version of artificial intelligence is a solution to a problem no one really had. However, no one actually wants to write cover letters. So argue both sides for us: how could you ethically use artificial intelligence? Is it even possible?"
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Raiden was late today, because he had only just realized it was Tuesday.

Actually, he had walked into Pizza Planet thinking it was Monday and been greeted with, "Uh...don't you have a class right now?" It was fine. Everything was fine.

"Hey, so, your assignment for today is to put together a meal from whatever handwavily is in the fridge and cabinets at your station, and then explain to me why it's acceptable. It's, uh, a practical application or whatever. Go!"

Nailed it.

Infinite Consortium, Tuesday

Mar. 31st, 2026 12:55 pm
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Today was warm and sunny, so Sairis propped the door open as he did a bit of cleaning. Not that the place needed much, but it was something to do, and it was soothing work. Then he took some time to learn what some of the newer artifacts were. There were things he'd never remotely heard of, and he was definitely taking notes.

The shop was open!

Caritas- Tuesday

Mar. 31st, 2026 09:05 am
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Tino was still out. He hadn't requested vacation or anything, he just texted Kitty again to say he wouldn't be in. Which was fine- he really was here all the time, he could take a break.

That did not stop Kitty from spending her shift making up reasons he could be out. Family reunion? Pet illness? Kidnapped in a foreign country? Dead in a ditch somewhere? The possibilities were endless.


[Open!]

Fandom Radio, Tuesday, March 31st

Mar. 31st, 2026 12:56 am
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What up, island, it's me, ya girl Arden Finch, on this last day of March. Hopefully we'll soon be through this season of roller coaster temperatures and into civilized weather. I don't know about the rest of y'all, but I am ready to embrace my natural state of cut-offs and tanktops.

Anyway, the news! School did school things, with Squirrel! organizing systems down in the basement of City Hall. Which again meant that I could just zone out to music, so that was pretty chill. Beginning Gourmet Cooking Techniques spoiled us by bringing us to Baltimore in August, where I got to enjoy a nice relaxing hour of warmth and also shopping for veggies, but mostly warmth. Tasks had to, uh, take pictures of their hands? And knock over rubber ducks. If there's any relation between the two, I do not know it.

No Dorms, and very little in Town, with Professor Vess kicking someone out of the Infinite Consortium for trying to sell her magical cards of some variety. Huh. Weird.

Anyway, that's all I've got, so this is ya girl, Arden Finch, signing off, and leaving you with this generation's Jolene: Gabriela by KATSEYE.

Tasks!- Monday- 3rd period

Mar. 30th, 2026 06:24 pm
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Today was kind of a twofer, in that upon getting to class today, each student would have a photo taken of their hand. No explanation. Trust the process.

And then it was off to the backyard simulation, where they got to stand behind a velvet rope, with a wall about twenty feet in front of them. Atop that wall: a long line of rubber ducks.

Knock over all of the rubber ducks. You must stay behind the rope. No powers allowed. Fastest wins.

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