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Steve was back in the office, reaching out to non-sucky FBI contacts (he'd been burned more than a few times by that agency) to find an expert in serial killers. There hadn't been another murder in the last few weeks back in Honolulu, but Steve didn't think his life was easy enough that some weird serial killer had traveled to Waikiki for vacation, killed two other serial killers and then gone back to, like, Omaha.

He left a message for a retired profiler named Alicia Brown who lived in Fairfax, Virginia, then turned his attention to what the Troopers were doing, and paused, staring.

"...what are you doing?" he finally asked.

Childhood photo team building guessing game, apparently. It looked like exactly the same photo printed out multiple times from where Steve was sitting, and he wasn't investigating any further.

The Trooper Station was open!

Cryptozoology, Monday period 2

Oct. 6th, 2025 11:41 am
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"Today's creature is a 'not deer'." Jon grimaced, but it was hardly the cryptid's fault its name brought unpleasant memories. "If it exists, it's in the Appalachian Mountains, predominantly in Tennessee. As the name suggests...or as it doesn't, I suppose, it's described as looking like a deer from a distance, until you realize that something is off. Its eyes are said to be on the front of its face rather than the side, more like a predator. Some accounts give it multiple pairs of eyes, but most claim only two. It may have additional joints or be double-jointed, and its limbs are longer than a typical deer. It's aggressive and has no fear of humans."

He shook his head. "Which you would think meant we had plenty of pictures of them, but you would be wrong. Despite them being unafraid to approach and only dangerous if threatened, we have no conclusive pictures of them. People have apparently been chased up trees by them, and yet still not thought to snap a picture."

So yeah. Take that as you would.

"Leading theories involve deformed or mutated deer, a deer with chronic wasting disease, which would make its movements difficult and its behavior odd, or, strangely enough, a kangaroo. I am not entirely certain why people think a kangaroo would be mistaken for a deer or would be wandering the Appalachian Mountains in the first place, but there you go. So, let's discuss."
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Steve was back in the water, his shoulder in a much more low-key brace. Anakin was busy corralling the pool noodles and looked up as everyone arrived.

"Since I'm still only about 80 percent," Steve began, "it's an excellent day to show how even not-great swimmers can help someone who's flailing. Today, we're going to work on floating on your back."

Thrilling, right?

"Everyone in the water," Anakin said, nodding.

Pizza Planet, Monday

Oct. 6th, 2025 08:45 am
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Today at Pizza Planet, Raiden was greeted by staff who wanted to show him a TikTok.

"...no. Absolutely not. There are limits. Are they--I don't think they even heated it up, are they just gonna serve it cold? You know what, get out of my kitchen. Get out."

After having it pointed out to him that that would mean running the restaurant solo, Raiden decided they were allowed to stay if they never spoke of this abomination again.

It did inspire him, though. He could do this better.

Specials
Pizza Chili
Chili Cheese Pizza
Chocolate Chip Cookie Pizza


Pizza Planet is open, and Ohio must be stopped.

The Magpie Emporium, Monday [6/10]

Oct. 6th, 2025 09:21 pm
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There was a bird. No some small bird that would have Vi would be picking up Saffron to keep her from trying to play with it (which Vi was doing, but not out of concern for the bird), but some large one that looked kind of like the flamingos from the park, only with white feathers, and a long curved beak and a black head and tail, so not really like flamingos at all.

Though Vi suspected that it would be much happier out in the park rather than perched on the dice bins, sifting through them with its beak as if trying to find the shiniest (or tastiest?) ones of all.

Rey's warehouse- Sunday afternoon

Oct. 5th, 2025 11:09 am
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Jaina had too much time on her hands here. She also continued enough in the way of supplies to this particular warehouse that she felt she had the right to make an edit to the course while Rey was away. Was it mean? Yes. Was it going to be helpful? Also yes. Also probably really annoying and possibly a little painful.

It also involved mechanics and while Jaina was more than capable of handling it, she also had a pretty handy grandfather on island who knew the course better than her, so she was about halfway done when she gave him a call and waited for him to arrive.


[For Gramps!]

Fandom Radio - Sunday (10/5)

Oct. 5th, 2025 10:02 am
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Oh, a nice, quiet weekend without any vague spy threats. This has been nice. Aaaand it looks like everyone else also took part in the relaxing. We have only two notes.

First up, Pam ended up closing Pick Your Poison to go have time in her garden instead. And Raiden had an unorthodox brunch at Over Easy that honestly sounds amazing. I really need to wake up in time for brunch more often.

A plan for next time! Everyone, continue to have a nice weekend.

Over Easy, Saturday

Oct. 4th, 2025 10:12 am
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Raiden had seen something on TikTok, and he was going to make it happen.

Even if some people objected.

"I don't care if crab rangoons aren't 'traditional brunch fare.' Who decides what's traditional? Tradition is just peer pressure from dead people anyway, and besides, you can have crab rangoons for lunch. It's part of the portmanteau. It's fine. YOLO...well, yes, I am immortal, but if I die I'll still be dead. Shut up and eat a crab rangoon taco."

Specials
Crab Rangoon Tacos
Youtiao (Chinese Doughnut Sticks)
Coconut Sticky Rice Waffles with Mango
Tea Eggs

Over Easy is open!

Fandom Radio, Saturday, October 4

Oct. 4th, 2025 10:11 am
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Good morning, everyone! It is I, Miss Lydia Bennet, here with a much quieter day's news to report than last week. I hope we are all recovered from all of last weekend's excitement, though I am sure we do miss our absent friends.

Let's begin with the school, where Driver's Education watched a film--presumably an educational one--and Weather & Storms learned about tornadoes and why this country has so many of them. Horrid. Let's see...nothing for the dormitory, but in town, Dr. Quinn was unpacking a parcel at Needful Things, where she was joined by Dr. Isley, with whom she discussed Mr. LeBeau's employment and decorating for Halloween, amongst other topics. Aboard the Cape Rouge, Mr. Crocker and Miss Blake discussed how they had forgotten their 'safe word.' I don't know what that is.

*chittering*

Apparently I don't want to know. Let's see...ah, they also talked about otters.

*chittering*

Of course you wouldn't say Mr. Crocker is an otter. He's a human at present, I believe. I've one more note, which says that Miss Skywalker did a spot of training at her warehouse. And with that, dear listeners, I shall leave you until next week. Farewell!

Pick Your Poison, Saturday

Oct. 4th, 2025 03:02 pm
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Last weekend had been loud.

It made this weekend feel quiet by comparison.

Pam didn't mind. Not really. What she did mind was that even now, after all this work, her stock of antidote still wasn't-- anywhere near what she needed. "This is hopeless," she muttered to herself.

Then: "No. Can't think like that."

It was a sign, though. So she headed downstairs, turned the 'closed' sign to open, and spent some time in the garden.

[[ open ]]

Fandom Radio, Friday, Ocober 3, 2025

Oct. 3rd, 2025 12:57 pm
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Good morning, everyone, it's finally Friday, and there are at least two squirrels here with the sniffles, which I didn't even know they could get, so--

*pitiful squirrel coughs*

Yes, the weather has been obnoxious. Let's get to the notes. In classes, Zombie Apocalypse learned about finding good cover--and then Liliana held office hours--Food Adventures ate all the things in Vermont, Tony and I had our students make school-lunch inspired food, but not whatever the Brits call a flapjack because those are just wrong. The library gremlins have decorated for Halloween, so I'm sure the Spirit Halloween people are happy to be back.

In town, Liz was back at the spreadsheets, Thor had a good seasonal beverage that Tiny had nothing to do with designing at the Devil's Nest, Duke came back to Luke's to have a moment's awkwardness with their memorial shrine for him, and if I had a nickel for every statue I made weird by showing back up in 2011, I'd have, well, a lot more than two nickels.

And finally, Supper Club went to Taste of Thai, where conversations mostly revolved around their visitors from home last week. And that's everything! Have a great, quiet weekend, everyone.

[OOC: Sorry for short, small child brought home the Head Cold From Hell.]
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There was a projector set up at the front of the class today.

"There is something very wrong with the Australians," Cara announced to the class. Look, she'd formed that opinion very early on in her time on the island, and nothing over the years had convinced her she was wrong. "They are not okay."

"She's not wrong," Jane admitted. Though she felt bad about it. Maybe as though people she knew were secretly Australian or something.

It was entirely possible there were secret Australians all over the place, which only proved Cara's point. "This problem extends to their cars." And she was not talking about which side of the road they drove on.

"Which has led us to showing you this informative movie." It was not informative, Jane. It was just a movie.

"Pay attention to the gangly one," Cara added. "He's especially suspect."

Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

Oct. 3rd, 2025 09:32 am
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For as much as she loved last weekend, Rey still hadn't made a trip home in a bit, and since she wasn't going to be doing much in the way of training there, she was trying to get it out of her system today. It wasn't as challenging without a droid trailing her and she kind of missed that, but she was a lot less worried.

And when a woodchuck threw a single solitary 4x4 at her mid-course and she sliced it in half while barely breaking stride, she was pretty impressed with herself.


[Open!]
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Today, when the students entered the Danger Shop, they would find themselves not in the usual classroom but in flat grassland, stretching for as far as the eye could see in every direction. The sky overhead was a deep, eerie green.

"The storms did indeed dance," Thor reported to his students. "Humberto and Imelda have both dissipated now, but before they did, Humberto pulled Imelda away from the coast of the United States and toward Bermuda." He sounded quite pleased about that, because storm god. Bermuda was probably less pleased.

"But now, let us turn away from the storms of the sea and look to the storms of the land. Tornadoes, to be precise. We are currently in the United States, the country Fandom Island lies within, but in a different part: Oklahoma, part of the Great Plains, and part of Tornado Alley. The United States is the most tornado-prone country on Earth, experiencing more than one thousand per year. Why? Three factors of geography. The United States is a large enough country, north to south, that it experiences frequent collisions between cooler fronts coming down from Canada and the Arctic and warm, moist air from the Gulf of Mexico, which produce storms that may become tornadic in nature. Its mountain ranges tend to run north-south instead of east-west, meaning there is nothing to halt these fronts, or these storms, once they get going. Instead, there are two vast, open spaces: the Great Plains and the Mississippi River and its delta, creating ideal conditions for storms to roll, and roll, and roll."

Thunder rumbled somewhere in the distance.

"Tornadoes are fickle creatures. They will touch down, destroy, and then lift off and spare. I have seen a brick building destroyed next to a trailer park left untouched. You cannot stop a tornado. You cannot control it. All you can do is hide, and hope. Next week, we will discuss the best ways to do that."

After a moment, Thor thought to add, more conversationally, "Oh. A green sky does not necessarily indicate a tornado is coming. It has to do with the quality of the light, and the storm having abundant moisture in it. Still, storms with abundant moisture are more likely to spawn tornadoes, so it is not a notion entirely without merit."

Needful Things; Friday

Oct. 3rd, 2025 08:51 am
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Yet another Friday! Yet more stuff at Needful Things!

Including a delivery of a package of random trinkets that honestly kind of seemed like maybe someone had just upended the contents of their junk drawer into a cardboard box and mailed it off. It was questionable whether it had even been meant for the store in the first place.

Wasn't going to stop Harley from treating it like she was unboxing a mystery box that was brightening up her day, though!

(open!)

Library, Thursday 10/2

Oct. 2nd, 2025 03:39 pm
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Had the library gremlins gone to the Spirit Halloween? Quite possibly. Or maybe Constantine had. Or someone else entirely.

Whatever the case, the library was starting to looking spooky. There were horror books and supernatural books on display, naturally. But there were also skeletons (not real ones, Belle was pretty sure). There were fake spiderwebs. There were pumpkins. There were little toy ghosts.

There was even a cardboard standee of the zombie band from Caritas. Who even knew such a thing existed?
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The 'tent' was once again ready for the bakers to come back around for more ridiculous baking challenges! But the theme this week was honestly perplexing both teachers.

"Welcome back everyone. Today, we're apparently making school treats?" Tony said with a confused little frown. "I'm not sure what that means."

"Didn't you ever eat school lunch?" Steve asked.

"Well, boarding school, but I've been told it's not the same as normal school," Tony replied with a shrug.

"School lunch was sometimes my biggest meal of the day back in the '30s," Steve said. "We ate a lot of peanut butter sandwiches."

"I don't think I've had one of those," Tony admitted. "But instead we have granola bars to start out! Whatever flavor you want to make."

"We don't care if they are crunchy or chewy, but tell us which one they were supposed to be before we chew on it," Steve said. "And first, let's judge your cheesecakes."

Your stacked cheesecakes. Which was a terrible idea.

"And then for your technical... square pizza? Is that a school lunch thing?" Tony was so out if his depth.

"The internet said so," Steve said, nodding. "So helpful."

Luke's, Thursday

Oct. 2nd, 2025 11:08 am
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Duke's staff didn't say anything when he came in. They didn't say anything as he surveyed the kitchen, nodded in approval, and then headed back to his office and the mountain of paperwork that had built up in his absence.

Nothing. No jokes, no well-wishes.

There was a bit of staring, though.

By around nnon, Duke had had enough. "Yes," he said. "I'm back. I was away for months, unceremoniously, again. It's okay. You all can talk about it."

"We thought you were dead," Ali said, shrugging.

"We built you a memorial shrine!" Benji added, pointing to a back corner of the kitchen. A strip of smoked salmon sat on a plate next to a glass of bourbon, in front of the old prom photo of Duke and Octavia wearing onesies.

". . . That's touching," Duke said. "But I'm not dead."

"Are you sure?" Benji asked earnestly. "Only. Since we put the shrine up, things have been going really well."

Duke turned and went back into his office.

Today's specials
Smoked salmon with eggs


Luke's was open.

[OH HEY look who remembered the game exists outside of like. Mondays through Wednesdays!]

Taste of Thai, Thursday Evening

Oct. 2nd, 2025 09:41 am
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Lydia had selected Taste of Thai for this week's Supper Club based on a vague sense of 'We haven't been there in a while, have we?' but as she arrived for the evening she was wondering if perhaps she should have just taken everyone to one of the bars instead.

No, no. Surely they were all recovered enough from their guests to not need to drink about it. That was silly. Right? Probably.

Welcome to Supper Club, everyone! Taste of Thai is open!

The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

Oct. 2nd, 2025 09:38 am
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"Remind me to make you one of these at the end of my shift," Thor muttered to Don under his breath. "I think you will like it."

Why? Don joked. Has it got coffee in it?

"Hardly." Tiny was giving him a weird look, but that was fine. Most of Tiny's looks were weird.

Special
Cinnamon Apple Bourbon Smash


The Devil's Nest is open!

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