El Burrito Loco, Thursday Evening

Feb. 5th, 2026 11:11 am
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Lydia had selected El Burrito Loco for Supper Club tonight, and sent the appropriate missives around well in advance, along with texted assurances this morning that whatever horrors had been inflicted upon them yesterday seemed to have abated and it was safe to socialize once more. Tonight she thought she was going to try nachos!

She was not going to try hot sauce. She had enough of a sense of self-preservation for that.

Welcome to Supper Club, everyone! El Burrito Loco is open!

The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

Feb. 5th, 2026 11:08 am
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Okay, the spirit on the barstool said, But you do understand that nine women giving birth to the same baby doesn't make sense, right?

"It doesn't have to make sense," Thor told him placidly. "It just happened."

Tiny's side eye was, Thor had to admit, entirely warranted. But it was what had happened, even if Tiny didn't know what that was.

Special
Honeycrisp Crush


The Devil's Nest is open!
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"Okay," Don said bracingly, and then, under his breath, "Should have gotten drunk before this." Then he said, "Okay," again, and rolled up the screen covering the whiteboard to reveal a family tree. Actually, two family trees, one for the Aesir and one covering Loki's whole...situation.

"We talked before about Ymir," he said, using his walking stick to point at that name at the head of the larger, more intimidating tree, "and how his descendants, including Odin, become the gods that create the world. This is what that looks like. Here's our local friend Thor--" Ha "--over here," he said, pointing to him. "Son of Odin and--huh, they got that right." Jane if she was present would probably be confused by that aside, but Don was moving on to the other family tree. "Over here we have Loki, who is not one of the Aesir but a jötunn, also known in my universe as a frost giant. Where I'm from he was adopted by Odin, but--apparently not everywhere.

"Now, this family tree probably raises a lot of questions. Some of them, like, 'Why are Loki's kids a wolf, a sea serpent, and a horse?' I have answers for, and will cover in this class. Others, like, 'Why does Heimdall have nine mothers?' I'm at a bit of a loss for." Then he muttered under his breath, "No, I don't want to know." He was happier not knowing. "So. Ask me any questions you have about...all of this, and I'll see what I can do and what we'll have to save for another class." A beat. "This is the very simplified version, by the way." He just wanted them to know that.

Library, Thursday 2/5

Feb. 5th, 2026 11:11 am
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Why was there a small group of gremlins giggling to themselves? Belle did not know but it was honestly adorable and they weren't causing any trouble that she could identify.

Perhaps the giggles were for trouble already caused. Or trouble that would be caused. For now they were just relatively pleasant background noise in the library.

Cinema Studies, Thursday, Period One

Feb. 5th, 2026 11:13 pm
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The classroom was decorated for Christmas. No, your teachers didn't do this. No, they didn't know how it happened. But they were rolling with the punches here. It's what they did best!

"So, we have a Christmas movie for you all today," Jane said, enjoying a mystery candy cane.

"Apparently they're another of the weird rituals people have around that holiday." Cara, who very much did not come from a world with Christmas, said.

"It's fun!" Jane insisted with a grin. Like that would sway Cara somehow.

Cara was unswayed, because she was aware of the kind of movies they'd been showing in class so far. "That's one word for it."

One day they'd get her!

"So, everyone settle in for the show. It's romantic." Jane, no.

Look, at least this one didn't involve a career woman giving up her hopes and ambitions for some guy?

WTFH - Fandom Radio [Thurs, Feb 5th]

Feb. 5th, 2026 09:16 pm
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So apparently yesterday was one of those days, and a whole lot of people who should know better didn't decide to stay in, so for all our sakes this is the abridged version of what the squirrel's have just given me. Because I do not care about your various secret traumas.

Up at the School, The Long Con involved short change and practicing with 'funny money', Creative Writing...wrote to prompts, and Glitter! worked on the Three Minutes Dates banner. In the Library Arden was ignoring the gremlins and not ignoring Caleb.

The Dorms were quiet, while in Town, Gray strongly suggested at everyone at Over Easy also be quiet. Adrian listened to prog rock at Pick Your Poison, surprising Pamela, while a barista fight made Rey uncomfortable at the Perk, Steve and Danny stayed home and...talked, while Gregorith just hung about around town. Octavia was behind the bar at the Devil's Nest cleaning axes, which neither Lucifer nor Quinn were overly fans of.
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Liliana had been switching up the places she brought the class to get a feel for the kind of landscapes that produced which kind of mana. And she'd come into the Danger Shop with an idea for a new forest as well; she'd thought a trip to Naya might be fun. Except when she'd turned on the sim, the forest from last summer's class had been waiting for her: a forest that seemed like it might have been taken from the pages of a fairy tale. Sunshine like golden honey poured through the gaps in sprawling hardwood trees. Small animals skittered and played in the underbrush while birds sang in the trees and yet there was the slight hush that came with being deep in an old forest. A clear stream burbled beside them for awhile, filled with fish that had silver scales that glinted in the sun. The air smelled earthy and wild like rich loam and sharp sap and subtlest hint of scent of something like cedar but not quite.

Sentiment was a stupid, useless thing. Liliana had no time for it. And yet...she allowed this sim to remain.

Because they were studying green mana, of course. Green loved traditions, history. She was just leaning into the spirit of the lesson, here in this clearing that no one else in the Multiverse remembered but her. It wasn't sentiment, it was a lesson, yes.

...She did not realize how lucky she was that her class was today and not yesterday, no.

But none of that was visible on her face when the class made their way to the clearing where she'd set up the traditional circle of pillows and cushions and blankets. As always, the whiteboard was there, too, upon which was written the word
Acceptance

• What does green mana desire? What is its end goal?

• What means does green mana use to achieve these ends?

• What does green mana care about? What does it represent?

• What does green mana despise? What negatively drives it?

• What is green mana's greatest strength? Greatest weakness?


Acceptance Through Growth )

"Green is instinct, old wisdom, traditions that remain in tune with the natural world. It understands and values community, it is wild and primal, relying on strength, stamina, and sheer numbers to overcome problems. A single elephant can kill, and so can a swarm of bees. Green makes judicious use of both, and often will increase the size of either, so you end up dealing with an elephant the size of a house or bees the size of rabbits. It tends to eschew overthinking; again, the answer can often be found in nature or the more primal instincts within ourselves if we only looked. As an extension of accepting its role in the world, Green is also strongly fatalistic, trusting in destiny to decide the right way for things to go. If you live, great; if you die, it's what was meant to be. At its worst, green can become hostile to the idea of free will and the right of individuals to do as they want instead of as they were 'born' to do - the role that they were given, either by genetics or their natural, determined destiny."
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When Steven did his rounds at the Museum that morning he spotted a butterfly in the insect room that was glowing.

Not just glowing, sparkling. As though tiny shining lights - or maybe even glitter? - was following it around in a small cloud every time it flapped its wings.

Then Steven squinted and realized that actually someone had left fingerprints on the glass of this particular display and it was reflecting the light already in the room.

A bit of cleanup later and all was right again.

Steven was now behind the Welcome Desk for anyone who might have need of him.

[open]

MCA #1, Wednesday afternoon

Feb. 4th, 2026 07:08 pm
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Steve hadn't noticed anything going horribly wrong today until he called back to Honolulu when Hawaii finally woke up. Chin's lazy "Howzit," reply had led to Steve unloading about how he actually was for two solid minutes before he could get himself to shut up.

So now he was working from home. In his room. With the door locked.

Very normal.

[OOC: for Danno.]

Around Town, Wednesday Afternoon

Feb. 4th, 2026 03:12 pm
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Sure it was still cold, but apparently Demons weren't immune to the whole "you get used to one temperature so then any change feels significant" thing.

So low to mid 30's after over a week of single digit temperatures? Positively balmy!

Plus even extreme introverts sometimes get cabin fever so Gregorith was out and about, contemplating trying to build a snow man. Or possibly a slush man.

[Le open]

Pick Your Poison, Wednesday

Feb. 4th, 2026 01:23 pm
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Boston had finally convinced Adrian to download a music app onto his phone, which meant that Adrian could now listen to music while cleaning up the shop. Currently, he was moving stock around while dusting the shores while listening to 'Mood For A Day' by Yes.

Listen. He'd grown up in a witch commune. Prog rock had been inescapable.
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Arden couldn't skip two weeks of work, even though she felt 'bitten by a gremlin' was a really good excuse for missing one, and so she was back behind the circulation desk today. With a book. And determinedly ignoring everything the gremlins did, so long as they were doing it more than five feet away from her. See if the little jerks got any attention from her for awhile.

Over Easy, Wednesday

Feb. 4th, 2026 11:36 am
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"Okay! Everybody's going to talk as little as possible, okay? And remember, if you can't say something nice, shove a waffle in your mouth. Okay."

Gray had this management thing down pat.

Special
Chocolate Waffles


Over Easy is open!
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"I would say I'm sorry I missed last week, but I'm not," John said bluntly as everyone arrived. "I went to get supplies for class, and got sidetracked making some bets." He pulled a fistful of bills out of his pocket and tossed it all on his desk. "But now we have decent counterfeit cash for you delinquents to play with."

Was it an Honesty Day? Honestly, Constantine wouldn't even fucking notice.

"You're all broke students, so you'll like this one," he continued. "Change raising, also known as a quick-change artist, is a common short con and involves an offer to change an amount of money with someone, while at the same time taking change or bills back and forth to confuse the person as to how much money is actually being changed. The most common form, 'the Short Count', has been featured prominently in several movies about grifting, notably Nueve Reinas, The Grifters, Criminal, and Paper Moon." Yes, John watched movies. What else was there to do around here?

"For example, a con artist shopping at a gas station pays for a cheap item - under a dollar, say, for you Americans - and gives the clerk a ten dollar bill. The con gets back nine ones and the change then tells the clerk he has a one and will exchange ten ones for a ten. Now, here's the con: get the clerk to hand over the $10 before handing over the ones. Then the con hands over nine ones and the $10. The clerk will assume a mistake and offer to swap the ten for a one. Then the con will probably just say: "Here's another one, give me a $20 and we're even." Notice that the con just swapped $10 for $20. The $10 was the store's money, not the scammer's."

"Now, say you're the clerk. To avoid this con, keep each transaction separate and never ever permit the customer to handle the original ten before handing over the ten ones. It's just common sense."

"Another variation is to flash a $20 bill to the clerk, then ask for something behind the counter. When the clerk turns away, the con artist can swap the bill he is holding to a lesser bill. The clerk might then make change for the larger bill, without noticing it has been swapped. The technique works better when bills are the same colour at a glance like, for instance, American money. It doesn't work so well in places where a ten is pink and a twenty blue, and so on, unless you've scooped your mark in advance and know he's colorblind."

"A similar technique exists when a con comes to a gas station with a young clerk, buying something cheap, showing him an uncommonly huge bill while not giving it and telling the clerk to prepare the change. While he's busy counting the change, the con would ask many questions in order to disturb the young clerk. When change is counted and ready the con is acting as if he had given the huge bill. If the clerk does not remember having received the bill, the con will say he gave him the money. If the clerk is weak or disturbed enough, he could let the scammer go away with the change."

"Now here's your money." John started pulling even more counterfeit money out of his pockets, tossing random handfuls on their desks. "See if you can scam each other, and keep a hold of your own money at the same time."

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

Feb. 4th, 2026 04:21 pm
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Octavia was not at the axe range, this week. She was behind the bar.

But the axes were spread out in front of her on the bar. She suspected they hadn't necessarily seen a whole lot of maintenance over the years, and, well, she had the time and some of the skill. And no, she would not be lobbing them at anyone.

Odds were she was going to be unnecessarily truthful, however. She hadn't had enough conversations in her day just yet to have caught on to what day it was.

[ooc: Annnnnd open.]

The Perk- Wednesday morning

Feb. 4th, 2026 08:00 am
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If Rey knew it was truth day, she'd have not left home and maybe locked her phone in a closet or something for the day. But she didn't, so when she stopped in at the Perk and sat down with her drink, she was startled when a very personal argument broke out among the two baristas.

Now she was left wondering if she should leave, or if that would make things worse? They were getting into who stole whose boyfriend years ago and she was trying to figure out the best time to escape unnoticed before someone cried.


[Open!]

Fandom Radio, Wednesday 2/4

Feb. 4th, 2026 09:02 am
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Are you certain this is all? Really? Nothing from the town or the dorms and just these from the school?

*chittering*

It just seems you could have handled these yourselves instead of making me go outside. I would rather be asleep and warm. Or at least warm.

So. Feeding Yourself 101 students were introduced to frozen pizzas and all the toppings that can be put on them. A very useful lesson. Raiden’s pizzas are better. That’s also a good lesson. And then there was meditation in Ethics followed by a strange black and red man telling us something bad about a group.

And that’s all. I’m going somewhere warmer now. Probably my bed.
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"Welcome back, everyone!" No, neither Isabela nor Aphra would be explaining or acknowledging their absence last week.

"Today we'll be doing some flash writing exercises," Aphra said. "Because sometimes the best way to get really creative is to put yourself in a situation where you can't over think things."

Isabela waved an arm in the direction of what could only be described as an oversized slot machine. "You can get a prompt by pulling the handle," she explained. "Then you'll have fifteen minutes to write something inspired by that prompt, then we'll rinse and repeat for the rest of the class."

Glitter. - Wednesday- 3rd period

Feb. 4th, 2026 07:03 am
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They were in a classroom today, where all the desks had been pushed against the walls, and a giant white tarp had been laid down under a long piece of butcher block paper, with supplies placed neatly next to it.

Kitty also knew what day it was because she'd been humbled by a first grader this morning, and she was deeply annoyed she had to be out and talking today.

"I'm annoyed I have to be out and talking today," she announced to the class. "And today I'm going to put you to work making the banner for Three Minute Dates, because I don't actually have any kind of syllabus for this class and this is what you're getting. I've got a bunch of supplies here, you can do what you want to it. The only rule is: the more glitter the better."

She added, "And I'll deny I ever said that if asked later."
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