Originally, this was going to be a much smaller event, but then Fandom had to be Fandom and Portalocity had to be Portalocity, and now Zoe was wondering if there would be enough food for everyone or if she'd have to get things from the local restaurants ( Read more... )

Everything Drake had owned had been packed up and donated or, like the psychedelic frogs, entrusted to someone else's care. He'd turned the keys to his apartment in to Loki (not that he ever used them). And now he was taking one last look around the island for nostalgia's sake. He didn't have any regrets, but he was really going to miss this ( Read more... )

Clark wasn't exactly working at the bar so much as stopping by to see how his good friend Tino was. Maybe have a coke and see if he couldn't tune in some preseason football for his trouble.

It was good being in a town where he didn't get interrupted twice a quarter to rescue someone who'd been buried alive.

Damon was normal as normal could be tonight at the bar. Probably for the best. If he was opposite himself, he'd be Stefan and nobody wants that to happen. Tino, however, was acting sort of...smooth? He wasn't as creepy, anyway. Still fugly, in Damon's opinion.

The air conditioning at the bar kept cutting in and out for some reason and it was not making Chuck or the zombies very happy. Tino assured Chuck that he could fix it and, while he had his doubts, Chuck figured he should at least give the guy a chance before calling in a professional. Besides, Tino was coming up with some interesting curse words ( Read more... )

Tonight in Caritas, Robin was pondering a very serious decision. Tonight, Robin was making the most important decision a bride can make about her wedding day ( Read more... )

Drake found himself turned back into himself in the middle of the duck pond, which of course meant he was now wet and naked ( Read more... )

It was time to put on makeup. It was time to dress up right. It was time to raise the curtain on the Mup- er, on Richard III tonight ( Read more... )

This ship clearly was more spacious on the inside than the outside had indicated.

Rose DeWitt Bukater, however, was more disturbed about the fact that the servants had apparently mixed up her luggage with the clothes of someone who couldn't decide if he was a man or a prostitute.  The clothes that were in the closet of her stateroom!  Rose ( Read more... )

It was a new day and there was no better way to start a new day than with the continuation of the carnival. There was still snow coating the ground but the atmosphere was as lively as ever. With cream-colored decorations and twinkling lights, the Student Council had aimed for a winter wonderland kind of theme, and the snow simply added to the ( Read more... )