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The class was back in the Danger Shop one more time, which didn't look like much of anything at first.

"This is our last class," Jaina began. "I want to thank you for taking it, and hopefully you've learned something, or at least had fun with it. And since it's the last class, you're going to be choosing your own adventure. You'll all get to design your own starfighter and program it into the Danger Shop, at which point you'll get to fly around in it before we move on to the next person. Hopefully by now you also have some preferences to plug in there, or you know what you think is cool-looking. That works too."

Please ignore the clucking of a chicken coming from... somewhere.

solo_sword posting in

-am I supposed to be doing something with them? Why are there capes?

*chittering*

Oh, we're on. Good morning, this is Jaina and some capes wildlife with yesterday's news, because December is... December sometimes.

The pine trees at least had Rey in a good mood at Stark's, while Gregorith decorated the one at the museum. And Tony brought donut bribes for Steve and they talked about his cat behavior and whether the squirrels have forgiven him.

*begrudged chittering*

I think that's a "yeah, sure." That's all I've got. Good day to you and your chickens.

deathsmajesty posting in

It had been a good weekend in the creepy mansion in the woods. Even though it had been unlikely that they'd go out anywhere, there was something a little special about staying in to avoid a storm-- yes, even if that storm had been made of marshmallows more than snow or rain. Liliana and Ignis had stayed up late listening to the wind howling around the eaves, wrapped in blankets in front of the fireplaces, drinking cocoa and mulled wine (and, of course, coffee), playing chess and the lyre, sharing poetry and music, before finally heading upstairs to bed...and, eventually, to sleep. The next day, they'd enjoyed the chiming trees, Liliana describing how lovely they were in the gathering dusk, the woods around them illuminated by their lights.

Which was why this morning, Liliana was very much looking forward to discovering what today's surprise was. She didn't spot anything in the mansion, nor on the way to the shop...

...It was when she opened the door that she spotted a white chicken in a red cloak. Because it was sitting in her chair, looking for all the world, like queen of everything.

Liliana stared at the chicken. The chicken stared at Liliana. "On the one hand, I appreciate the attitude," she informed it. "On the other hand, that's my chair."

The pure white chicken ignored Liliana and proceeded to preen itself. A moment later it was unceremoniously tossed out of the chair, squawking and fluttering down to the ground. A few moments after that, it was a full on war inside the Consortium.

...Liliana had much preferred the twinkling trees and the marshmallow storm, thank you.

[Ignis modded with permission!]

imafuturist posting in

Yes, yes. I'm me again. And I brought rum to make up for... cat things. Happy?

*sullen chittering*

Take the rum. And let me read the single note and I'll be out of your fur. Good? Good. Ahem. Hello again, Fandom, this is Tony Stark with your news. Even if the news is just about Raiden setting up brunch at Over Easy in spite of the marshmallow rain before letting Jon know what holiday he partakes in for the season.

But that's all there is. And I'm getting out of here before the squirrels get riled up again. Have fun!

okteiviakom posting in

fandomhigh_ooc

Please join me in giving a warm welcome to the new additions to the island for spring term 2026!

College Students
Caleb Gibson from Old Gods of Appalachia (

not_a_haint)
Sairis Karkaroth from The Knight and the Necromancer (

sairis)

Woo, welcome!

apologizeswithpie posting in

Gregorith didn't think twice about the tree that he found in the lobby when he came in, assuming it was just part of the seasonal decoration. After he had settled in for the day, he contemplated it though. Deciding it needed a little something.

Sure the tinkling sparkles were nice but lights on a tree just weren't enough were they. So he went hunting in the storeroom and went to work adding some color.

"There. That's ridiculous. I'm sure Sharkie would be proud." And Bel would possibly be appalled. Asmodeus would be very amused, which Gregorith could be grouchy about. Win win.

The tree was now decorated with fabric swatches. The star at the top was made of paint color samples stapled together. He took pictures to send back home and then immediately started second guessing his choices. Especially the color sample star. Maybe that was too much.

The museum is open.

Current Music: John Denver and the Muppets rendition of Silent Night

thatwaslucky posting in

See, these were the kinds of things Rey liked in December. The sparkly pine trees were great. Walking through the park to work with all the chimes had been really nice!

And there was one at work. There was no bad here. Maybe by the end of her shift the chimes might actually get annoying but that was Future Rey's problem, right now she loved it.

[Open!]

my_own_advocate posting in

fandomhigh_ooc

Lo, the season continues.

Monday, December 15th: Chickens in capes roam the island. Adorable.
Tuesday, December 16th: Anyone wandering past Selkie Peak will notice that there's a massive miniature village built up against it, just across Selkie Lake, full of moving parts, lights, and little puppet people going around their day. On closer inspection, it looks a lot like Fandom...
Wednesday, December 17th: Candles appear everywhere. Mysteriously, they don't burn anything.
Thursday, December 18th: Hungry? No longer! Any time you open a door, a pile of latkes appears.
Friday, December 19th: Santa hats? So passe. Today, everyone (whose player choses to) sprouts reindeer antlers and/or hooves!
Saturday, December 20th: The island is visited by a flock of sentient snowmen. They seem quite friendly, but also prone to singing family-friendly earworms that won't leave you all day.
Sunday, December 21st: Everyone wakes up with a free snuggie.

carbsliftthespirit posting in

Raiden had noticed the marshmallow storm, of course, but he'd been in enough of a hurry to see how things were at Over Easy that he'd been able to mostly ignore it on his way there. "Everything looks great, guys, I'm really proud of you for keeping it going without me or Gray. Well. Mostly me." Raiden could be realistic about some things. "What've we got going for specials? Are they Christmas-y enough? Remember where we are. And who my brother is...yeah, those'll do! Oh, and, uh...don't let me go outside for a while, okay? No, I'm sure catching them out of the air is fine but I will eat the ground marshmallows."

Specials
Dark Chocolate Peppermint Pancakes
Eggnog Waffles
Prime Rib Eggs Benedict
Hot Chocolate

Over Easy is open!

mustbeawitch posting in

Good morning, everyone! It is a delight to be back with you, and to have thumbs again. You really don't appreciate your thumbs enough, you know. Kitty was quite right about that. Let's get on with the news, shall we? I hope the squirrels have brought me a tidbit of juicy gossip to celebrate my return to girlhood.

*chittering*

Ah. I am not to get my hopes up, it seems. Well, we'll see. At the school, Lord Thor told his students about 'lake-effect snow,' whatever that is, in Weather & Storms. I've no notes from the dormitory, but it seems that in the town, Detective Watts received word of thieving gnomes at the Trooper Station, where Mr. Grant joined him with luncheon and an umbrella. Ah, yes, I am rather glad my wardrobe did not suffer yesterday. At the forge, Mr. Henry was delighted to find the water had returned to the pipes, whilst at her warehouse, Miss Skywalker was trying to clean a woodchuck when she was joined by Dean Skywalker.

Well, the squirrels did not lie. Not an ounce of gossip in the lot. I am disappointed in you all. Do better for me next week, hmm? Until then, I bid you all a fond farewell, and am off to traipse through the confectionery in search of tea.

thatsmysword posting in

Henry did not own a lot of clothes, though he had recently, at least, acquired a coat through his earnings from the forge. And thus, when he finally made it to the forge come morning, in the coat and some Shenanigans t-shirt, he was--

"How? I haven't-- what's the-- how?"

He was, usually, a bit better at rolling with Fandom's strange whims nowadays; but sometimes, in the face of ruined clothes and no soap in sight, he could still lapse and panic and...

"Water. The water's returned!"

Sorry, forge. You'd be lit eventually. Just not before Henry washed everything he was wearing.

[[ open ]]

thatwaslucky posting in

Rey should have worn black. But no, she failed to look outside before leaving- a rookie mistake in December- and now she was going to have to spend a while in MCA's laundry room washing white clothes.

She was already irritated about that, but she was also spending training time trying to very carefully scrub the color off an unlucky woodchuck. "I'm going to need you to stop squirming if you want me to do this," she said. "Unless you want to run through the course while I turn on the rain controls."

[I love December. Open!]

ifwebeworthy posting in

Thor was no longer a frog! This was cause for celebration, and also meant class was not canceled again. Instead, the students would enter the Danger Shop to find themselves in their pavilion, with hot drinks on hand and snowdrifts several feet high all around them.

"Those who live near the Great Lakes, or perhaps Lake Baikal or certain seas, will be familiar with lake-effect snow," Thor told his students. "This is when cold air moves across warmer waters for an extended period of time, picking up moisture from the lake in the lower layers of the air mass and freezing it in the upper layers. Once it reaches the shores and is no longer collecting more moisture, the moisture falls as snow, resulting in heavy precipitation to the tune of even several inches per hour. Buffalo, New York, for instance, once recorded more than eighty-two inches of snow in four days.

"Obviously, this can cause great difficulties for inhabitants of these regions. Roofs may be at risk of collapse under the great weight of the snow, and one can only dig out paths and cars so much. The drifts may be at risk of collapse, even, and may take up space such that some locations, such as parking lots, may need to have them removed to an alternate location. There is much to consider when precipitation does not merely sink into the ground, but perhaps the answer is to learn to live alongside the snow, and accept the shape of the seasons." Easy to say when you weren't the one who might have to exit your house through an upstairs window.

"This snow, unlike the snow outside, will not stain you, so you are free to enjoy it. Or, if you would rather be colorful, you can leave and go enjoy the true weather."

solo_sword posting in

fandomhigh_ooc

It's my last day at this suckass job!! And all my work is being done by other people and I have literally nothing to do but I have to be here at least till lunch so they don't say I used a vacation day because I want to be paid out for it! So, here's a meme we last did in May of last year.

Ping in with your canon (as specifically as you'd like for giant insane comic, SW and MCU stuff). Then wait for other people to ping in with their canons! If you're familiar with it, tell them! And then, yay, new people to squee with!

Please to be entertaining me.

pocketpretzels posting in

Watts's normally ambling walk to the Trooper Station had become a bit of a mad dash today once he'd realised what was going on with the snow. Luckily, he'd been able to snatch up an abandoned newspaper (a real good trick in a town that didn't actually publish a newspaper these days, but Watts supposed some people must have subscriptions to publications from the mainland- or wherever it is they might be from, for that matter) and so while his hat had been speckled with a few flecks here or there, he'd managed to avoid most of it.

Once he'd settled in for the day he sent a quick text to Steven advising him to bring an umbrella when he came by for lunch, and then got down to business as usual at the Station. Which mostly meant fielding calls regarding lawn gnome thefts, today.

No, not thefts of gnomes. Thefts allegedly by the gnomes.

heroic_jawline posting in

Good morning, everyone. If you haven't gone outside yet, it's snowing and making everything colorful.

*annoyed meowing*

Including Tony.

*more annoyed chittering*

And the squirrels, but I'm not going to give them baths. Let's get to the news, okay?

In classes, Liliana cancelled class due to excessive mistletoe, Belle was dealing with slightly less aggressive mistletoe in the library, and my class watched British people destroy s'mores.

*Tony meowing*

And my optimism a little bit, yeah. In town, Steven was doing a lot of work at the museum and Rey and Stark were very over the mistletoe. And that's everything! Have a great day.

heroic_jawline posting in

Steve came into the class with a cat-shaped Tony on his shoulder. "So, leaving Tony alone during last week's class was a terrible idea," he said. "Fortunately, everything is almost dried out at home...but we're going to just sit and watch an episode of British people making food instead of setting anything onto the stove for Tony to knock over."

Tony looked unmoved. "It will be relaxing," Steve concluded.

Until the technical challenge was making s'mores, then Steve would be indignant.

noonedecidesmyfate posting in

Belle was as yet unaware of today's bit of oddness.

But then she hadn't been around anyone else so the mistletoe had not yet had any opportunities whatsoever. Would that change now? Nobody knew for sure. Certainly not Belle.

There was some mistletoe on the ceiling and creeping around the tops of tail shelves but there were also plenty of other decorations.

For now, Belle was happily reading a rather spicy romance novel at the desk.

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