The strange spell lifted as the sun came down, and left dozens of gremlins looking confused and bewildered all over the island. They skittered home quickly to tell tales of their terrible, no-good-day. Soon, a decision was made, and lo and behold, just an hour after sundown, signs started to appear everywhere reading SORY and WE MAKE IT UP TO U, ( Read more... )

You know how there were gremlins wandering around and biting people into thinking they were zombies? You know what you didn't want getting bitten. Actual damn zombies. Kitty, Tino and the flamingo (don't ask) had managed to get the zombies offstage and safely locked up for the day, so at least anyone coming in didn't have to worry about getting ( Read more... )

After 24 hours in this strange new version of Fandom, Quinn was almost certain it wasn't a trap or a loyalty test. Which meant she was ... free. Maybe. She'd loved her job under the Lannisters, but she had to admit it was nice to hear songs besides "The Rains of Castamere ( Read more... )

So here it was. Quinn's last shift ever as a front desk employee. That meant there was a cake for her after lunch, and the housekeepers were even nice to her as they shared it ( Read more... )

Jake was in a pretty good mood as he came in to work today. The kids' graduation had come and gone- well, not without incident, but with... fairly self-contained incident. Let's put it that way. Handwavily seeing people visit with their friends and family had made him think maybe he ought to go back to St. John's for a couple days, just to catch up ( Read more... )

Disregarding last year's meadfest with their friends the Vikings, it was a fine Fandom tradition that the graduation day was followed up by a grad brunch on Sunday, and this year was no exception ( Read more... )

It hadn't taken long for word to spread regarding the removal of the rabbits, gizkas, protopets... and most importantly, the School Board and the Howells.

The lack of needing to pretend they were a Perfectly Ordinary Boarding School meant that the uniforms could had to be disposed of.

In a bonfire, naturally.

[ooc: come one, come all, indulge in ( Read more... )

There were bunnies in the lobby today. Quinn thought that was cute, until she realized two things ( Read more... )

Zoe had spent most of yesterday pacing in her living room, rereading the letter from the school board, and leaving angry phone messages in clipped five-minute sections. The limitations on voicemail were just ridiculous when one had a lot on their mind ( Read more... )

There were still little dishes of jelly beans all over the lobby today. Quinn kept picking at them during her shift, in between her usual bouts of making reservations and the odd gossip session with a housekeeper.

She was considerate enough to leave the black ones for weirdos who liked licorice.

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