moreofaponchoguy

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.

joan_of_bark posting in

fandomhigh_ooc

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

idontlooktired and originally conceptualized by

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

idontlooktired. (And/or our beloved

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!

Name of player: 
Character's name:
Name of visitor journal:

Visitor one's name:
Connection to your character:
To be played by:
If you share canon and/or relationships with another character(s) in game, have the player(s) agreed to this character being apped?: 
If this is a different version of a character currently in game, have you checked in with the player?:
Are there any potential issues you see with the character showing up? (These will not necessarily prevent the character from getting in, it's just nice to know in advance. Deceased FH characters should definitely be mentioned here!):

Visitor two's name:
Connection to your character:
To be played by:
If you share canon and relationship with another character(s) in game, have the player(s) agreed to this character being apped?: 
If this is a different version of a character currently in game, have you checked in with the player?:
Are there any potential issues you see with the character showing up? (These will not necessarily prevent the character from getting in, it's just nice to know in advance. Deceased FH characters should definitely be mentioned here!):

joan_of_bark posting in

fandomtownies

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.

[[ open ]]

denise posting in

dw_maintenance

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.

denise posting in

dw_maintenance

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.)

apologizeswithpie posting in

fandomtownies

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.

rebelseekspizza

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. ]]

sith_happened posting in

fandomhigh_ooc

For Wednesday and for everyone!

mustbeawitch posting in

fandom_radio

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!

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