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Elizabeth 'Liz' Argentum ([personal profile] flamesburned) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-09-11 07:17 pm
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The Photo Hut - Thursday

Liz had had a couple of restless nights and she was feeling it that morning when she went downstairs after another night when she hadn't slept very well.

She had considered staying upstairs for the day to do some work but she thought she'd try and see how much work she could get done that morning before lunch.

[the Photo Hut is open!]
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Liliana Vess ([personal profile] deathsmajesty) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2025-09-11 01:34 am

Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse, Thursday, Per 3

Class had been instructed to meet in the Danger Shop for the remainder of the semester, though when they walked in, they'd see it was set to the 'standard classroom' configuration. In fact, Liliana had no plans that required the Danger Shop at all today, but her planned classes included a mix of lectures and practical 'experiences.' And since it would be very obvious what type of class she had planned if they only ever met in the Danger Shop on practical days, they'd be meeting in the Danger Shop regardless of what type of class was on the agenda.

"Welcome back," Liliana said once class had begun. "We deviated from tradition last week by not having introductions--" which she generally considered a waste of class time anyway "--because it would have done us no good to attempt to affix names to faces when we all looked like ponies. Which means we're doing them this week. Please state your name, a useful skill set you believe you would bring to a post-apocalyptic community, and at least one way that either media or your own experience has taught you to kill, avoid, or fend off zombies. As I will then be explaining whether or not that course of action would be effective, at least against my types of ghouls, I would highly encourage you all to listen to one another's introductions. I'll give you this one for free, though: shooting a zombie in the brain? Isn't going to stop a single one."

Once that fun little round robin of class interaction was over, Liliana continued her lecture. "Today, we're going to be discussing the structure of the class. As was mentioned last week, this class is going to be more of a hands-on approach to surviving a post-apocalyptic scenario, one that involved an uprising of the undead. In it, you will be given different scenarios and objectives, and then it will be up to your various skills, tactics, and planning to survive. Hopefully, through these classes, you will either develop or further hone your ability to think quickly, to be decisive, to adapt, to communicate, and to cooperate. As this is a post-zombie apocalypse, zombies will likely be present as an environmental hazard if nothing else, adding additional obstacles and time pressures. That being said, the focus of the class is primarily "how can I and possibly others survive?" not "how can I fix this whole scenario?" I'm not saying you won't have opportunities to end the zombie menace, at least for the duration of a class period, but I would advise you not to expect them." But it did sometimes make for an important friction point: attempt the sure thing that will increase your odds of survival, or attempt the very risky thing that may solve everything...or may leave you in an even more precarious position than you were in before.

"Now, a note about powers. Some of you have them. Some of you have powers that are particularly useful for this type of class even, even. I am not going to forbid you from using them. I am however, going to institute a rule that you are not allowed to use your powers on behalf of anybody else. Your powers can serve you and you alone. If what you're going to do will directly benefit anybody beyond yourself, do not do it. I am not intending to hamstring teamwork, but I want you all to get a better idea of what you, personally, are capable of.

"Honestly, if this were a real post-apocalyptic scenario, the smartest thing to do would be to have Summer use her portal gun to get you off the island, or, say, have Illyana teleport necessary supplies back to survivors. And, if there is a real emergency and you don't take the fastest option to remove yourself to safety and die to stupid heroics instead, I will be very cross with you and will give genuine consideration to raising you back up long enough to blister your ears with a lecture." Was she looking very hard at one Mr. Jonathan Sims at that? If he was present, then yes she absolutely was.

"But, as tactically sound as those options are, they don't actually teach anything. We are simulating dangerous situations now so that if you find yourself in real danger in the future, you have better odds of surviving, even if you don't have access to helpful magics or advanced technology. It is for that reason that I'm also suggesting people with powers minimize usage even on their own behalf, at least if you are trained and confident in them. Again, that isn't something I will be enforcing, nor will it have an effect on your grade, but this is an opportunity to learn, which means trying things you are not already proficient at. I will be much less impressed by someone who can breeze through a scenario because they have the right combination of gadgets, powers, and/or technology than by someone who failed it, but demonstrated creativity, effort, or learning. Any questions?"
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carbsliftthespirit ([personal profile] carbsliftthespirit) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2025-09-11 01:01 am
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Food Adventures, Thursday, First Period

"All right, take two!" Raiden declared once his students had met him at Portalocity. "Now with everybody not a pony who's supposed to not be a pony, I hope?" Probably yes. He was going with it. "So, I'm Raiden, and this is Food Adventures, the class where we go places and eat food, or do other fun food stuff. Now, before we head out and start eating, I want to talk about some ground rules that I didn't get to last week." Because he was a pony and that was distracting, okay?

Warning: this class will make you hungry )
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Dr. Donald Blake & Thor Odinson ([personal profile] ifwebeworthy) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-09-11 12:57 am

The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

The apple drinks continued to flow at The Devil's Nest, and Thor was fine with that. Like Don, he was partial to apples, and they had gotten a delivery he was very excited about. If it didn't sell well that was fine by him. More for Thor.

He was, however, willing enough to share to put it on special:

Special
Cyser


The Devil's Nest is open and the apple mead is flowing.
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Steven Grant / Marc Spector ([personal profile] hasaknightjob) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-09-11 12:27 am

Fandom Island Museum, Thursday Daytime

What had originally been intended to be a few days back in London had turned much longer when Khonshu had a request for his avatars to fulfill.

Well, all right. A request he wanted Marc to fulfill but Steven was part of the deal now and Khonshu could choke on it.

That had kept them all, Llewellyn included, away until yesterday evening. Which meant, between unpacking and making sure Midnight was all right, there'd been no time to catch up on what had happened while they'd been away. Such as why there were stray piles of glitter in the Museum lobby. Or why there was some sort of orange? Yellow? Originally a... fruit? Maybe? Rotted goop that had appeared in one of the previously empty displays in the museum's lower floor. Or the very clearly - which in and of itself was frankly suspicious - brand new and healthy tomato plant that had sprung up in the middle of the artwork upstairs.

Blathers was able to fill Steven in that he was pretty sure the glitter was leftover from the chaos of the previous week. The rest was anyone's guess. After some gentle questioning Blathers and Steven felt at least somewhat confident that the tomato plant wasn't an island resident having a day of it. But even so to be on the safe side they decided to leave the strangeness be. Hopefully whatever made these things appear would make them disappear as needed. No matter how tempting it was to try the tomatoes.

The glitter, on the other hand, had a known origin. So once Blathers went to bed for the day, Steven was left with a broom and dustpan to do the best he could to try to get rid of it.

Impossible to succeed, of course, but Steven gave it a go all the same. At least it kept him in the lobby and easily available to any visitors who stopped by.

[Sometimes real life provides Fandom inspiration. Anyway, open! Steven and Harley conversation NFB please.]
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Danny 'Danno' Williams ([personal profile] hatesparadise) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-09-10 02:28 pm

Trooper Station, Wednesday - 9/10

Things were back to normal this week. Which meant there were the usual phone calls about weird colored deer and raccoons bringing back their pumpkin stout.

None of which was actually normal, but for here... sure. Fine. Danny would take it. Which meant he was adjusted to this place as much as he ever would be. So he was just going to do his paperwork and pretend to be fine with rodent beer.
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Erasmus Samuel Boone ([personal profile] stringstothesoul) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2025-09-10 09:56 am

Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

Erasmus had ordered Chinese takeout for dinner, but the delivery guy had brought...way too much. Like, way too much. So he'd decided to eat in the common room, where maybe he could foist some off on someone else, and there was always the refrigerator for leftovers.

While he shoved fried rice and mushroom chicken into his mouth, he'd started flipping idly through the channels on the TV, and wow, this dimension's TV programming was weird. Where were all the nonhumans? Where was that popular crime drama about a warlock detective and his vampire partner, who the whole internet agreed should make out and Erasmus totally hadn't written half a fanfic about, really, he swore? Where was--wait. He flipped back a channel.

"Oh, thank Gaia, Interspecies Habitat." A popular home design show about refitting homes to suit the needs of romantic partners from two very different species? He'd take it. This week's pair were a siren and a yeti, so it ought to be interesting.

(Open common room is open!)
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Sabine Wren ([personal profile] seriesofbaddecisions) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-09-10 09:30 am
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Wellspring Arms- Wednesday

Sabine was back, which also meant going through and getting the shop together. There was dust to clear, inventory to check, and about a hundred other things that she'd remember as they came up. At least she'd stay busy/not bored.

She'd brought Murley in, too. He was sleeping in a corner and being completely unhelpful.

[Open!]
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Dr. Donald Blake & Thor Odinson ([personal profile] ifwebeworthy) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2025-09-10 09:15 am
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Health Education, Wednesday, Second Period

"All right," Don, who seemed considerably perkier and wasn't holding a travel mug like it was his only hope of salvation this week, said at the beginning of class. "Take two. I hope everybody is who they're supposed to be this week, and has their usual complement of thumbs, whatever that may be. I remain Dr. Donald Blake, and this is still Health Education. Spoiler alert: the humors have gone out of fashion.

"So, I want to talk about relative knowledge. Where I come from, some people come from space. Some people are gods. Some people are from different time periods or dimensions. Sound familiar, right? This means that's what's basic knowledge to one person may be brand new information to the person standing next to them, or one way of explaining something may not work for everyone, and that's okay. So if I start talking about, say, vaccines, and you're thinking, 'Pffft, everyone knows this,' please remember that maybe the person sitting next to you doesn't. Maybe they use magic where they're from, or vaccination hasn't been invented in its modern form yet. And if the explanation I use for something doesn't work for you, please don't be afraid to say so and ask for more information. Okay? Okay. Now let's talk about vaccines, because they're important.

Medical talk under here! )
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Gray ([personal profile] napking) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-09-10 09:10 am
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Over Easy, Wednesday

Gray still couldn't believe he had a job.

Gray really wasn't sure what he was supposed to do at said job. He'd never had a job before, okay? It was weird. And the staff weren't even letting him choose the specials yet. He would never do such a mean thing to a beautiful waffle as put coffee in it.

Will It Waffle? Wednesday Special
Pumpkin Spice Latte Waffle

Over Easy is open!
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Isabela ([personal profile] good_for_six) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2025-09-10 10:15 pm
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Space Pirates! (Pirates in Space!) [Wednesday, 1st Period]

Class was in the Danger Shop again, and the not-actually-a-space-ship was present again, this time with deck chairs and a projector set up on its deck.

"Welcome back," Isabela greeted them cheerfully, because they were just not talking about last week, basically. "Space is full of darkness and terror, or so I'm told."

Mostly by Aphra, who, while not lying exactly, had no problems exaggerating those terrors to impress women or get a high rate of danger pay. "So today we'll be watching an instructional film about those terrors."
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Stark ([personal profile] stykera) wrote in [community profile] fandom_radio2025-09-10 06:53 am

Fandom Radio, Wednesday 9/10

Wednesdays mean I’m here, again, as usual. With notes from squirrels about all we’ve done that they care about or haven’t been bribed to pretend they don’t notice.

At the school there were 3 classes. There was a trip to the zoo in San Diego in Reclaiming Your Childhood complete with gift cards for buying food and souvenirs. Anakin and Ahsoka tried to model diplomacy at a party in their Diplomacy. And my class on Other People’s Trauma talked about being changed without consent.

I’ve nothing from the dorms, unfortunately. I really think the poor porg ought to be given other things to do so he isn’t disappointed so often.

So, notes from the town. Ignis was contemplative at Luke’s and then Liliana arrived and they discussed grief and…licking? I really don’t need to know any more, thank you. How about we move on to The Perk where Don tried to have apple coffee but ended up with pumpkin spice. But pumpkin spice is delicious. Jaina had better luck getting what she wanted and Don seemed impressed by that. Liliana was also there, I assume before she went to the diner. She and Don discussed divinity and last week.

Gladio was inexplicably asked about his favorite snack at the gym before Jon came in to work out.

Prompto was battling…spreadsheets? At The Photo Hut. That sounds unpleasant.

And finally in the evening at Caritas Kitty was preparing for this weekend’s Three Minute Dates. I…don’t know if I ought to avoid the bar or not, really.

That’s all for yesterday.
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Adrian Blackwood ([personal profile] witchoftheflesh) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-09-10 03:32 am

Pick Your Poison, Wednesday

So, Adrian had spent all of last Wednesday thirteen years old and hiding in the Grove, waiting for warlocks to come drag him back to their cabal on behalf of the Spider. That had put him in enough of a funk for him to skip Supper Club the next day--not that being a pony had made the concept of restaurants particularly appealing--and had brought back old nightmares he hadn't thought of in years.

Those troubled dreams were still lingering, so Adrian was here and drinking a lot of coffee to make up for it, already mentally putting together a list of things to put into a strong sleeping draught.
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Arden Finch ([personal profile] afraid_of_marshmallows) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2025-09-10 03:13 am
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Fandom Library, Wednesday, September 10th

With all of the pictures from yesterday's trip, Arden was spending today going through them, deleting any of the ones that weren't great, finding the ones she liked best, and even doing a bit of color touch-up and editing. It was not easy to do on a tiny phone and she found herself wishing for access to programs that would make it easier.

"Except they're all stupid expensive," she muttered, trying to get rid of a glare. And then she paused, considering. "Huh. Maybe I'll have a whole Christmas list after all."

Something to seriously consider oh, in November, maybe. But that wasn't going to get this set of pictures looking as close to professional as she could possibly get them, so less wishing, more working, Arden!
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Stark ([personal profile] stykera) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2025-09-09 04:22 pm

Dealing With Other People's Trauma, Tuesday 9/9

“Welcome back,” Stark said once it seemed like everyone that was coming to the classroom today had arrived. “I hope none of you had too hard a time last week with all of the island nonsense. Fandom weirdness. Whatever you might want to call it. There certainly was a lot of it. Much more than usual in such a short time.”

“Turning into something, or someone, is somewhat common here. It was not where I’m from. The first time I wasn’t myself was…very strange.”

This was a huge understatement. The first time Stark was shaped unlike himself he'd spent a lot of time yelling and otherwise freaking out. If Stark had found himself pony-shaped last week he would have screamed loud enough for the whole island to hear, probably. There would have been so much stomping of hooves.

“I’m still not used to it, not really, but it may get easier for you all with time. I yell a lot less than i did the first time. First few times.”

“Sometimes I’m a koala. Which makes no sense but many things in this universe and others make no sense. Eventually, maybe, you can come to accept that. Not always. Not for everyone. That’s something to keep in mind, when dealing with others. You may grow accustomed to things. You may accept things. Not everyone will do both, or either. Just because something is fine for you doesn’t mean it’s fine for someone else. And just because something is fine for someone else does not necessarily mean it will be fine for you.”

Stark paused then and looked around. “If I ever talk of things that upset you, that you don't want to deal with, please tell me. I don't want to upset any of you. The whole idea of all of this is to not upset others needlessly if it can be avoided. Some things can't be.”

He'd lost his train of thought, a bit, and was trying to find it once more.

“So…I suppose that's a good topic? Things like the island changing you, or someone else. How do you deal with that? How do you help others deal with it or at least not make it worse? Some of you may have had your first experience with this last week…did you learn anything from that? Would you do anything differently now? Things like that. That seems like a reasonable thing to discuss. Were you warned about things like transformations before you first experienced them or was it a shock? Would you warn someone else now?”
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Anakin Skywalker ([personal profile] sith_happened) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2025-09-09 01:53 pm
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Diplomacy, Tuesday, September 9, 2025 [2nd period]

Today's classroom was set up like a cocktail party with a bartender on each side of the large room filled with generic wall art and a table full of snacks in the middle. The drinks were non-alcoholic but the food was real because your teachers weren't monsters. There were, however, some landmines on the table for a party where you are standing and talking: brownies that could get stuck in your teeth, broccoli that could get stuck in your teeth, chicken wings that rendered your fingers sticky, something with a sauce begging to drip on your shirt, and so on.

"Today we test what you remember from your interactions last week," Anakin said, "or what you can make up in a bland yet plausible way about your colleagues."

"Remember, you're all here at this function because you're representing a larger organisation," Ahsoka added. "What you say and do also reflects on them." So make sure any truly outrageous lies couldn't be traced back to you, basically.

"Do not get fake drunk and make a scene," Anakin said, nodding, "unless you are planning to quit, get fired, or leave the planet never to be seen again."

"Or you're participating in some kind of double bluff where you need to appear disgraced in order to accomplish a larger goal." Which was a very specific scenario that you sounded far too familiar with, Ahsoka.

Anakin nodded. "But that's a more advanced class." Because they'd definitely done that.

More than once, even.
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Ghanima Atreides ([personal profile] atreideslioness) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2025-09-09 10:55 am

Reclaiming Your Childhood, Tuesday, Period 1 [9/9]

Class had been handwaivly notified to meet outside the front door of the school. Upon arrival, students would find that Ghanima was coaching Trebor through tying his shoes.

Was he only two? Yes. But her culture had children wielding knives at this age, so, she did not think it totally outside his capabilities to learn how to make a bunny-knot with enough practice. "I hope you brought your walking shoes," she said, looking up at all of them. "Because today, we are off to the zoo!"

"In particular, the San Diego Zoo."

"It began with a collection of animals left over from the 1915 Panama–California Exposition that were brought together by its founder, Dr. Harry M. Wegeforth. The zoo was a pioneer in the concept of open-air, cage-less exhibits that recreate natural animal habitats. It houses over 12,000 animals of more than 680 species and subspecies, and it is one of the most visited zoos in the United States."

"The reason I've selected the San Diego Zoo, over the many options, is both their wide range of exhibits, including multiple aviaries," was that private apology for Arden after last week had made her visibly uncomfortable? Yes. Absolutely. "--and because the zoo is active in conservation and species-preservation efforts. Its Institute for Conservation Research raises over a hundred and fifty endangered species and has helped increase populations of endangered animals worldwide, both in captivity and in the wild. As a result, they have reintroduced more than thirty endangered species back into the wild, and have conserved habitat at fifty field sites." Ghanima beamed at the assembled class. "I have a particular interest in wildlife conservation, and so you must all suffer."

After all, what good was teaching if not to force your special interests on impressionable students?

The Portalocity portal blinked into existence behind her, and Ghanima stood to begin distributing physical tickets to everyone, including tickets for the Inside Look and Animals in Action, and two gift cards -- one $25 card good at any restaurant in the park, and another $25 card good for the gift shop.

Ghanima was an Empress who almost never dipped into her royal stipend. If she wanted to use her salary to spoil her students all semester, she was allowed.

"I paid extra for a 'time skip,' so if you want to stay at the zoo all day, you will still make it back in time for second period," she laughed. "So have fun! Take pictures, sketch, explore... all I ask is that you go into the experience with an open heart and mind, and learn one new thing -- about the world, or about yourself."

She waived towards the portal. "Let us depart!"
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Dr. Donald Blake & Thor Odinson ([personal profile] ifwebeworthy) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-09-09 10:48 am

The Perk, Tuesday Morning

Don wasn't disappointed that the gremlin Starbucks in Stark Tower didn't have that apple coffee from last year. Don't be silly. Okay, yes, he was rather partial to apples for reasons he chose to leave unexamined, but apple coffee? Weird. He definitely hadn't come to the Perk hoping they still had apple coffee, and for sure wasn't mildly sulking over the pumpkin spice latte he'd allowed himself to be talked into.

Really. He swore.

(Open Perk is open!)
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Kitty Pryde-Barton ([personal profile] throughaphase) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-09-09 07:04 am
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Caritas- Tuesday

Kitty was getting the place ready for Three Minute Dates Saturday, including stretching butcher block paper over the bar to make the sign. Would they need glitter? Of course not, it was still all the hell over from the weekend and would be there always.

Tino was doing his part by trying to come up with themed drinks, and Kitty had had to spend a lot of time already nixing the idea of jungle juice so good luck to you all.


[Open!]
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Prompto Argentum ([personal profile] hashtag_chocobro) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-09-09 05:07 am

The Photo Hut; Tuesday [09/09].

Now that they were really entering in that home stretch of when they'd be welcoming the next little tiny Argentum into the fold, Prompto figured he should really step it up to help with some of the more administrative things with the shop so that Liz didn't need to worry so much about them and could focus on just taking care of herself and the baby. And he was already regretting it, letting out a faint groan as he realized he messed something up and already had to go back and fix it.

Look, Prompto had always been a little bit of a technophile. He loved coding and programming and tinkering with computers and weapons and cars and stuff.

But budget spreadsheets?

UUUUUGGGGHHHHHHHHH.

But it was for Liz, and so he was going to try and stick through it, even if he did just spend a lot of time pouting at his computer screen and trying to think of ways he could maybe gamify this whole process to make it slightly more bearable.

Forget potty training. Maybe what they really should be teaching Noctra at this stage in her development was accounting.

(Hey, at least Iggy would approve!)

The Photo Hut is open!