Fandom Radio, Monday July 28

Jul. 28th, 2025 01:53 pm
pocketpretzels: (phone)
[personal profile] pocketpretzels posting in [community profile] fandom_radio
Good morning all, it seems the only new that the squirrels deemed noteworthy from yesterday was Miss Finch transforming from a literal finch back into her regular form on Mr. Kestis's balcony. Which was, I am being told, a little awkward due to both her rather precarious postion on the railing and the fact that she lacked clothing.


Until next time, Fandom.

Shenanigan Sign-Ups

Jul. 28th, 2025 02:02 pm
sith_happened: (Default)
[personal profile] sith_happened posting in [community profile] fandomhigh_ooc
For Wednesday!
atreideslioness: (The Games We Play)
[personal profile] atreideslioness posting in [community profile] fandomhigh

This week class was indoors in Ghanima's regular classroom.  While the heat didn't bother her, it was too much for the students and Trebor.  And as people arrived, they would find her quietly coaching Trebor over a chess board, studious intent written all over his toddler face. 

I haven't scared you off yet?" Ghanima asked, looking up from their game. "Fantastic."

"The question of free will is if, and in what sense, rational agents exercise control over their actions and decisions," Ghani said, hopping off her desk to wander haphazardly among the desks. "Addressing this question requires understanding the relationship between freedom and cause, and determining whether the laws of nature are causally deterministic. Sounds fun, hrm?"  

Read more... )
"Now, then, let's ponder." Ghanima leaned against the wall to survey the room. "Moral responsibility, madness, and free will. Go." 

sith_happened: (Default)
[personal profile] sith_happened posting in [community profile] fandomhigh
Why did the classroom look like a cheap Italian restaurant? Why was there a miniature giraffe in a scarf in the corner? Excellent questions, both! Your teachers would explain it later.

"Hello, everyone," Anakin said.

"Today s all about hidden layers." It was not, but Ahsoka had learned to spin a line of bantha poodoo with the best of them. "So we may as well judge your homework first off."

Anakin nodded. "Yes, show us your costumes."

The costumes that you had remembered to wear, right?

Of course they had! They were conscientious students! Probably.

"And now onto the second part," Anakin said. "You are going to create chemistry on a first date."

Which...sort of explained the restaurant set up.

Feel free to start having a bad feeling about this. "Working in teams, you will relay instructions to your single on what to say and how to act. We will be judging which team had the best first date."

Feel free to start having a really bad feeling about this.

"Earl the miniature giraffe is looking for love," Anakin said like that was a normal thing to say. "His date, Tiny, will be here soon."
drumsticksandd20s: (* Beanie!Cat)
[personal profile] drumsticksandd20s
After a very long and tiring day of getting to play with Saffron (which as far as she was concerned had been a fun and pleasant prospect for both of them), Steph was sprawled out belly-up at the foot of the bed, snoring tiny little kitty snores and occasionally thumping her tail as she dreamed about pouncing on Saffron. And then Vi's feet. And then Saffron again. And then...

She stretched out her front legs and kneaded at the air with her claws, butt wiggling as dream-her tackled Vi's ankles again.

[OOC: For the girl and SP.]

The Magpie Emporium, Monday [28/07]

Jul. 28th, 2025 11:19 pm
giveittoyoursister: (Smug little shit)
[personal profile] giveittoyoursister posting in [community profile] fandomtownies
Steph was still of a feline disposition, so Vi had brought her along to the store, much to Saffron's dismay.

It was bad enough that Food Human was stealing all her rightful snuggles, and she was being forced to (ugh) share her salmon, but every time Snuggle Human had to actually do anything that required her attention, Food Human would immediately start trying to play with her.

Like now, when Food Human was pouncing on her tail.

Help, Snuggle Human. Help.

Movies in the park- Monday evening

Jul. 28th, 2025 08:15 am
throughaphase: (outside)
[personal profile] throughaphase posting in [community profile] fandomtownies
The projector was set up in the park again, with all the room to set down chairs and blankets so people could hang out and watch.

Tino was also handing out toy totally-not-lightsabers which was not in the plan and he wasn't supposed to be involved in any of this so surely this would go well.

NOW SHOWING
SPACE BATTLES

Teamwork- Monday, 1st period

Jul. 28th, 2025 08:02 am
solo_sword: (casual)
[personal profile] solo_sword posting in [community profile] fandomhigh
It was back in the classroom today, where Jag and Jaina were happy to take the droid babies people were probably thrilled to get rid of.

"Today will be a discussion class," Jaina said. "How did the week go? How did you work with your co-parent? Did you learn anything about the experience, et cetera?"

"And we will be checking the droid babies for damage after class so if there's anything we need to know tyrrr, now would be the time," Jag added.

Pizza Planet, Monday

Jul. 28th, 2025 07:52 am
carbsliftthespirit: (unsure about this)
[personal profile] carbsliftthespirit posting in [community profile] fandomtownies
"I'm allowing it," Raiden decided when the staff showed him what they'd whipped up for today's special. "That's not what angels look like, but I'm allowing it." It was kind of funny, after all.

Special
Biblically Accurate Focaccia


Pizza Planet is open!

Pick Your Poison, Monday

Jul. 28th, 2025 06:12 am
joan_of_bark: (pam: lounge)
[personal profile] joan_of_bark posting in [community profile] fandomtownies
There were a multitude of reasons why Pam was happy to keep her lab on Fandom. Lack of sudden super-villain drive-bys, for one. A quiet, focused place to work. And... somewhere to retreat to when you'd just digested an entire evil apartment building's worth of toxins and you came home to find your girlfriend had bailed again for the week. Something about the Bats?

Pam preferred not to think about the Bats.

So she'd come home - to the shack, to here - early. And while she badly wanted to get back to her research, the ache in her body said no thank you.

The sign on the door said 'open'. Pam, herself, was inside, curled up on the sofa between the shelves, sipping some herbal tea she'd drawn for herself.

She really hoped this feeling would go away soon. There was work to do.

[[ open ]]
intheeyeofthebeholding: (Default)
[personal profile] intheeyeofthebeholding posting in [community profile] fandomhigh
"Some time-wasting things are more informative than others," Jon said once everyone had settled. "Though occasionally veracity is...well, best proved by actual research."

He held up his phone, which was opened to Wikipedia. "Wikipedia is more or less an encyclopedia, but crowd-sourced. Which is to say, anybody can write anything, but they do their best to try and keep it factual. It's generally safe for casual knowledge, but real resource...as I said, best to check.

"One way to use it to waste time, though, is with looking at random pages. They have their own code, or you can use something like Wikiroulette. Just look up a random page, read it, click on links in it to take you to something related, and keep going however you like. When you get bored or run out of links, you can start again."

He went to another page. "There are also a few games you can play with it, like following a specific number link until you run out of links, or seeing how fast you can get from one article to another using links. It's a definite time-waster, and also potentially informative and really interesting."

If you were a nerd.

"So let's do that, and report anything really interesting you find."
hasaknightjob: Marc walk and talk (Marc walk and talk)
[personal profile] hasaknightjob
Marc didn't like lingering over unpleasant thoughts. His entire being was set up to avoid that. Either he dipped and let Steven handle the world or, if he couldn't, he let alcohol numb feelings and thoughts until there was nothing left to handle.

Which he had done. That'd been last week. Even went into the vodka stash which now had a significant dent in it. But even Marc knew that wasn't sustainable in the long term. Then Steven had updated him about his talk with Harley on Thursday and that had added layers to things.

So now Marc had to think about it. Which was why, while Watts was upstairs practicing piano, Marc was downstairs on the treadmill. Moving the body kept him present in it, even as a run he didn't have to pay close attention to left his mind free to work the problem at hand. Not that he wanted to... )

[NFB, for the roommate and the resident sorcerer supreme, Watts modded with permission]

Fandom Radio, Sunday, July 27, 2025

Jul. 27th, 2025 11:12 am
heroic_jawline: (neg: i'm using tiny words because you're)
[personal profile] heroic_jawline posting in [community profile] fandom_radio
Good morning, everyone! Tony's on an engineering tear down in the lab, so I'm subbing in. Let's get to the notes!

Kitty put up signs for another movie night in the park on Monday. We're going to be watching Space Battles and I'll make sure Tony doesn't bring a working laser sword.

*chittering*

I am not a dream-killer. Speaking of dreams, Jane was avoiding the gremlin playwright from our workshop as he drank and worked on the manuscript at Caritas. Raiden has made my breakfast dreams come true with his new place, Over Easy. Yesterday was Mexican themed and you should definitely try the churro waffles. Jaina tried the mimosas, too, while I ate and learned about how the demon population of Baltimore is behaving itself.

*chittering*

Well, now you know there are demons in Baltimore. And that everything for yesterday! Have a good one.
joan_of_bark: (ivy: mommy's angry)
[personal profile] joan_of_bark
Pam wondered what was happening in the real world while she was stuck with... this. )

[[ previous part here, this is 2 of 2! taken from G. Willow Wilson and Marcio Takara's Poison Ivy #15. NFI and NFB, la. ]]
afraid_of_marshmallows: Australian Golden Finch (zzzFinch)
[personal profile] afraid_of_marshmallows
Arden was perched on the balcony railing, singing. It was morning and clearly everybody needed help appreciating it. Don't worry Midnight Manor residents, she got you. She was singing her little heart out, welcoming the sun.

Well, at least for a little while. And then that singing turned into a a very human, very discordant shriek as Arden suddenly found herself back in her own human body, clinging to the edge of the balcony and trying not to pitch over the side.

On the plus side? That she was naked didn't even register yet!

[For the gentleman (and probably his droid) whose room this is.]

Caritas, Saturday (7/26)

Jul. 26th, 2025 02:12 pm
needsacatchphrase: made by malagraphic (side eye you)
[personal profile] needsacatchphrase posting in [community profile] fandomtownies
Well, the gremlin from class was just sitting in the bar, writing the play. Or pretending to write the play while drinking heavily. And, you know what? Jane wasn't going to question it at all.

She was just going to stay on this side of the bar and help restock things. It seemed the safest option.

Specials
Sparkling Tequila Sunrise
Sour Cherry Paloma
Micheladas

Around town- Saturday morning

Jul. 26th, 2025 10:37 am
throughaphase: (from the side)
[personal profile] throughaphase posting in [community profile] fandomtownies
Monday had been a success, and so why not try it again? So Kitty had done up a few new posters- looks like she was saving that template- and putting them up around town.

MOVIES IN THE PARK
SHOWING
SPACE BATTLES
Monday evening, July 21
Bring blankets, chairs, picnic it up! All are welcome!


[I had some questions about it so maybe we keep it going through August? Establishy unless you want to catch her.]

Over Easy, Saturday

Jul. 26th, 2025 10:03 am
carbsliftthespirit: (talking)
[personal profile] carbsliftthespirit posting in [community profile] fandomtownies
"No, we're not 'in competition with' the Mexican restaurant. A, they're not even open for breakfast, and B, they don't even serve waffles. There's no competition. Don't pit two bad bitches against each other, jeez." Raiden couldn't believe they were even having this conversation.

Specials
Chilaquiles Frittata Bake
Huevos Rancheros
Churro Waffles


Raiden texted Gray a picture of the churro waffles and waited for him to appear.

Over Easy is open!

Fandom Radio, Saturday, July 26

Jul. 26th, 2025 10:02 am
mustbeawitch: (reading)
[personal profile] mustbeawitch posting in [community profile] fandom_radio
Good morning, everyone, and welcome to the Saturday news with me, Miss Lydia Bennet. I'm sure the squirrels managed to notice at least three things through their inebriated haze, so let's begin, shall we?

At the school Drama in the Park-a-Rama practiced stunt driving for the gremlin director's newly revised vision involving underground street racing. As one does. The students in First Aid 2: First Aider received first aid kits, courtesy of Mr. Stark, and Dr. Blake went over the contents with them. I've no notes for the dormitory, the porg is sad, yes, yes, we're all familiar, moving along to the town, where Miss Eleanor was dealing with gremlins at Plant Parenthood, whilst Captain Flint dealt with a salesperson at the Ink Spot. Miss Skywalker was practicing the use of her powers at her warehouse, where she was joined by Dean Skywalker and a fake infant, which he apparently shares with Mr. Kestis, although Mr. Kestis has of course shirked his fake caregiving responsibilities. Well, those are all the notes I have, so I shall leave you until next week with a fond farewell, dear listeners.

A Construction Site, Gotham, Saturday

Jul. 26th, 2025 10:59 am
joan_of_bark: (pam: touch the earth)
[personal profile] joan_of_bark
Gotham City had a way of getting under your skin.

You leave. You make plans. You decide never to return. Then, almost against your will, you're back, and you owe a favor to a guy shaped like a prehistoric refrigerator.

Pam stared up at the giant eyesore of a skyscraper. She'd found the hard hat and the safety gear on a now-unconscious guy out back; a simple, "I'm in landscaping," had gotten her past anyone else standing in her way. And now she was here, creeping into the bowels of this awful thing. Croc, she reflected, had been right. None of this looked like a building anyone would actually use for housing. It would just sit here, gathering value for faraway billionaires.

Like a tomb for wealth.

And like a tomb, it got quieter the further she went i--

"Skree..."

Hello?! Who's there? )

[[ part 1 of 2, continued here. taken and adapted from G. Willow Wilson and Marcio Takara's Poison Ivy #14. ]]

Profile

heroic_jawline: (Default)
Steve Rogers

June 2025

S M T W T F S
123456 7
891011121314
15161718192021
22232425262728
2930     

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jul. 29th, 2025 12:38 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios