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Stark ([personal profile] stykera) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2025-12-16 08:28 am

Dealing With Other People's Trauma, Tuesday 12/16

The classroom was set up with something of a feast today. No terrible fancy foods. Nothing like what, say, Ignis and Liliana might have provided, or the caterers for one of Tony and Steve’s parties. But there was takeout from a variety of Fandom restaurants and there were baked goods provided by the teacher himself. He wasn’t going to pass up an opportunity to make cupcakes for a group, now was he?

“Welcome,” Stark said. “As you can see, there’s plenty of food. Plenty to take with you for later if you need, as well.”

“We’ve talked about how holidays, and winter itself, can be hard for people. Sometimes a gathering like this might help. Or just having someone bring you food might help. Sometimes it’s the small things, like a bit of company or a meal, that really make all the difference. And sometimes…sometimes it’s just a nice thing, a good thing, to spend some time with others. Especially in a relaxed way. Parties like we often have here can be overwhelming, sometimes. This ought to be less intimidating.”

Especially since he had no idea who might even show up to this.

“So…let’s eat? Unless someone has something else they’d like to say. I’m always happy to listen.”

[Things have been a bit weird the past few days and I meant to post something about this being VERY OPEN earlier. Ah well. VERY OPEN! If you think you might possibly have heard about it from Stark or a squirrel or a student or a chicken in a cape or whatever please stop by for some free food and company!]
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Arden Finch ([personal profile] afraid_of_marshmallows) wrote in [community profile] fandom_radio2025-12-16 09:01 am

Fandom Radio, Tuesday, December 16th

What up, Fandom. It's me, ya girl Arden Finch coming at you with a new day's worth of news reports. In School--

*wild and excited squawking*

Whoa whoa whoa! Okay okay! I get it! There's a note about the dorms today! We'll get to it, we'll get to it, I promise. But we have an order, okay? First, School. Flight & Flying had us designing our own starfighter and program it into the Danger Shop. And Cryptozoology asked everybody what their favorite cryptids are.

In Dorms--

*Loud noise-makers and drumming*

--because, yes, we have a Dorms note today. Henry was hanging up posters for a communal meal for Professor James Stark's class on Wednesday.

*Wild crowing*

Very good, porg friend. Anyway, moving on to Town, where chickens reigned supreme. At the Infinite Consortium, Professor Vess fought with a white chicken over who got to sit where. In Pizza Planet, Ray took everything with chicken off the menu and can these chickens stay all the time? That'd be great. And at Pick Your Poison, Dr. Isley was basically a chicken babysitter all day. And at the Clinic, the crab was jealous of the keen capes that the chickens had.

And that's all the notes. So this is ya girl Arden Finch, heading out to find today's weird Christmas magic stuff. But I'll leave you with Yo La Tengo's Eight Candles, in celebration of Hanukkah. Have a great day, Fandom!
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Kitty Pryde-Barton ([personal profile] throughaphase) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-12-16 07:01 am
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Caritas- Tuesday

Kitty was a little late to work due to taking Lexi to Selkie Peak to see the town lit up at night. (And it being dark meant the kid probably wouldn't notice the puppet people and start asking questions.)

When she got into work, she didn't find Tino at first. Not until he came back in with a load of tangled Christmas lights that he was going to stick on the mechanical bull. Kitty felt like this would end in being able to spot the bull from space, but at least it kept him occupied.


[Open but probably slow for work!]
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Erasmus Samuel Boone ([personal profile] stringstothesoul) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-12-16 06:40 am
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The Park, Tuesday Afternoon

Erasmus was freezing. It never got this cold in southern Mississippi. However, here he was, out of doors, hands wrapped around a peppermint mocha--tis the season, after all--having gotten a little distracted by some of Fandom's wildlife.

Specifically, as he sat on this park bench, he was trying to figure out if the flamingos were actually were-flamingos and that was why they were this far north in this insane frigid weather (it was almost forty degrees). "You know you guys can tell me if you are, right?" Maybe they didn't like necromancers. "But if you are maybe you should go somewhere heated? Are feathers warm enough for this weather?"

(Open post is open, and brought to you by a short story in Erasmus's universe casually including a were-flamingo like that's a normal thing to have in your urban fantasy universe or something.)
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Stark ([personal profile] stykera) wrote in [community profile] fandom_clinic2025-12-15 02:10 pm

Fandom Clinic, Monday 12/15

"They don't work here, do they?" Stark asked when he saw the chickens in capes wandering around by the front Desk. "Or are they patients? Or just visitors?"


The nurses shrugged. "The crab just showed up one day. Why not chickens? And look how well dressed they are!"

"I do like their capes," Stark had to admit. So stylish!
"But I didn't bring them coffee. Or anything else. Can chickens even have coffee?"

Stabby, meanwhile, seemed to be pouting in his tank about not having a cape of his own. Poor crab.

The clinic was open and full of fancy fowl!
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Henry of Skalitz ([personal profile] thatsmysword) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2025-12-15 05:52 pm

Around the Dorms, Monday

So Henry had sort of accidentally talked his Dealing With Other People's Trauma teacher into doing a collective meal this week, and he felt obligated to at least... try to let other people know it was happening?

It took him some time that morning to find the right implements. (He had also managed a paper cut. Who knew you could cut yourself on something that soft and thin? It wasn't like it was metal!)

And now he was going about the dorms putting up the carefully handwritten posters. He knew most people in here, so he figured it would be all right.

IF YUO WAMT FOD THER WILL BEE SOM AT DEELNG WIT OTTER PEELPS TARUMA CLAS TUSDAY, said the posters.

Right, he thought to himself, eyeing his handiwork half an hour later. Perhaps he should ask Supper Club as well? ... Where did Supper Club live when it wasn't Supper Club?

"I should've thought this one through," he said mournfully, scratching the back of his head. (He did not pay attention to the chickens. They didn't register as anything weird.)

[[ open! feel free to catch him around the dorms or in the lobby ]]
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Dr. Pamela Isley ([personal profile] joan_of_bark) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-12-15 05:48 pm

Pick Your Poison, Monday

"Don't eat that," Pam said.

"That's poisonous to birds," Pam said.

"I-- well, I guess it's free manure," Pam said.

She had hoped to spend some time working in the yard, cleaning up the last leaves and checking in to see how her plants were responding to the weather. But she didn't have time. No, instead, she'd become a chicken babysitter for the day.

"And I-- what are you--"

Or a baby let-chickens-sit-on-her, apparently. "Are you going to be on my shoulder all day?" she asked the little thing.

"Buh bah bup," the hen said decisively, and curled up against her neck.

[[ open ]]
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carbsliftthespirit ([personal profile] carbsliftthespirit) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-12-15 09:45 am
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Pizza Planet, Monday

"Maybe we take anything with chicken off the menu for the day? I don't wanna upset them. Oh, you're way ahead of me, great...no, no, we can put 'em back tomorrow. Or whenever the chickens are gone. I don't know how they feel about eggs, but that's really more of a problem for Over Easy, isn't it?"

Specials
Roast Beef Pizza with Horseradish Sauce, Provolone, & Au Jus
Christmas Tree Pizza
Mint Brownie Pizza


Pizza Planet is open!
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Jonathan Sims ([personal profile] intheeyeofthebeholding) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2025-12-15 09:06 am
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Cryptozoology, Monday period 2

Jon eyed the chicken in the teacher's seat. Then he carefully leaned up against the desk and relaxed when it didn't attack. Look, whoever was in charge here, it clearly wasn't him.

"This is finals week," Jon announced to the class, "so for your final - I would like you to explain to the class what your favorite cryptid is and why. It can be one we've discussed in class, one we didn't get to, one from your world, or one you've entirely made up, so long as you're descriptive about it."

Look, at least he wasn't making you all write essays about them, which had been his first impulse. He had loosened up!
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Jaina Solo Fel ([personal profile] solo_sword) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2025-12-15 07:35 am
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Flight and Flying- Monday- 1st period

The class was back in the Danger Shop one more time, which didn't look like much of anything at first.

"This is our last class," Jaina began. "I want to thank you for taking it, and hopefully you've learned something, or at least had fun with it. And since it's the last class, you're going to be choosing your own adventure. You'll all get to design your own starfighter and program it into the Danger Shop, at which point you'll get to fly around in it before we move on to the next person. Hopefully by now you also have some preferences to plug in there, or you know what you think is cool-looking. That works too."

Please ignore the clucking of a chicken coming from... somewhere.
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Jaina Solo Fel ([personal profile] solo_sword) wrote in [community profile] fandom_radio2025-12-15 07:15 am
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Fandom Radio- Monday, December 15

-am I supposed to be doing something with them? Why are there capes?

*chittering*

Oh, we're on. Good morning, this is Jaina and some capes wildlife with yesterday's news, because December is... December sometimes.

The pine trees at least had Rey in a good mood at Stark's, while Gregorith decorated the one at the museum. And Tony brought donut bribes for Steve and they talked about his cat behavior and whether the squirrels have forgiven him.

*begrudged chittering*

I think that's a "yeah, sure." That's all I've got. Good day to you and your chickens.
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Liliana Vess ([personal profile] deathsmajesty) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-12-15 02:06 am

Infinite Consortium, Monday

It had been a good weekend in the creepy mansion in the woods. Even though it had been unlikely that they'd go out anywhere, there was something a little special about staying in to avoid a storm-- yes, even if that storm had been made of marshmallows more than snow or rain. Liliana and Ignis had stayed up late listening to the wind howling around the eaves, wrapped in blankets in front of the fireplaces, drinking cocoa and mulled wine (and, of course, coffee), playing chess and the lyre, sharing poetry and music, before finally heading upstairs to bed...and, eventually, to sleep. The next day, they'd enjoyed the chiming trees, Liliana describing how lovely they were in the gathering dusk, the woods around them illuminated by their lights.

Which was why this morning, Liliana was very much looking forward to discovering what today's surprise was. She didn't spot anything in the mansion, nor on the way to the shop...

...It was when she opened the door that she spotted a white chicken in a red cloak. Because it was sitting in her chair, looking for all the world, like queen of everything.

Liliana stared at the chicken. The chicken stared at Liliana. "On the one hand, I appreciate the attitude," she informed it. "On the other hand, that's my chair."

The pure white chicken ignored Liliana and proceeded to preen itself. A moment later it was unceremoniously tossed out of the chair, squawking and fluttering down to the ground. A few moments after that, it was a full on war inside the Consortium.

...Liliana had much preferred the twinkling trees and the marshmallow storm, thank you.

[Ignis modded with permission!]
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imafuturist ([personal profile] imafuturist) wrote in [community profile] fandom_radio2025-12-14 10:56 am

Fandom Radio - Sunday (12/14)

Yes, yes. I'm me again. And I brought rum to make up for... cat things. Happy?

*sullen chittering*

Take the rum. And let me read the single note and I'll be out of your fur. Good? Good. Ahem. Hello again, Fandom, this is Tony Stark with your news. Even if the news is just about Raiden setting up brunch at Over Easy in spite of the marshmallow rain before letting Jon know what holiday he partakes in for the season.

But that's all there is. And I'm getting out of here before the squirrels get riled up again. Have fun!
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Octavia Blake ([personal profile] okteiviakom) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh_ooc2025-12-14 04:21 pm
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New Characters! Spring 2026!

Please join me in giving a warm welcome to the new additions to the island for spring term 2026!

College Students
Caleb Gibson from Old Gods of Appalachia ([personal profile] not_a_haint)
Sairis Karkaroth from The Knight and the Necromancer ([personal profile] sairis)

Woo, welcome!
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apologizeswithpie ([personal profile] apologizeswithpie) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-12-14 09:48 am

Fandom Museum, Sunday December 14th

Gregorith didn't think twice about the tree that he found in the lobby when he came in, assuming it was just part of the seasonal decoration. After he had settled in for the day, he contemplated it though. Deciding it needed a little something.

Sure the tinkling sparkles were nice but lights on a tree just weren't enough were they. So he went hunting in the storeroom and went to work adding some color.

"There. That's ridiculous. I'm sure Sharkie would be proud." And Bel would possibly be appalled. Asmodeus would be very amused, which Gregorith could be grouchy about. Win win.

The tree was now decorated with fabric swatches. The star at the top was made of paint color samples stapled together. He took pictures to send back home and then immediately started second guessing his choices. Especially the color sample star. Maybe that was too much.

The museum is open.
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Rey Skywalker ([personal profile] thatwaslucky) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-12-14 08:32 am
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Stark Industries- Sunday

See, these were the kinds of things Rey liked in December. The sparkly pine trees were great. Walking through the park to work with all the chimes had been really nice!

And there was one at work. There was no bad here. Maybe by the end of her shift the chimes might actually get annoying but that was Future Rey's problem, right now she loved it.

[Open!]
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Lucifer Morningstar ([personal profile] my_own_advocate) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh_ooc2025-12-14 10:27 am
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Fandom Advent! Week Three!

Lo, the season continues.

Monday, December 15th: Chickens in capes roam the island. Adorable.
Tuesday, December 16th: Anyone wandering past Selkie Peak will notice that there's a massive miniature village built up against it, just across Selkie Lake, full of moving parts, lights, and little puppet people going around their day. On closer inspection, it looks a lot like Fandom...
Wednesday, December 17th: Candles appear everywhere. Mysteriously, they don't burn anything.
Thursday, December 18th: Hungry? No longer! Any time you open a door, a pile of latkes appears.
Friday, December 19th: Santa hats? So passe. Today, everyone (whose player choses to) sprouts reindeer antlers and/or hooves!
Saturday, December 20th: The island is visited by a flock of sentient snowmen. They seem quite friendly, but also prone to singing family-friendly earworms that won't leave you all day.
Sunday, December 21st: Everyone wakes up with a free snuggie.
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carbsliftthespirit ([personal profile] carbsliftthespirit) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-12-13 08:42 am

Over Easy, Saturday

Raiden had noticed the marshmallow storm, of course, but he'd been in enough of a hurry to see how things were at Over Easy that he'd been able to mostly ignore it on his way there. "Everything looks great, guys, I'm really proud of you for keeping it going without me or Gray. Well. Mostly me." Raiden could be realistic about some things. "What've we got going for specials? Are they Christmas-y enough? Remember where we are. And who my brother is...yeah, those'll do! Oh, and, uh...don't let me go outside for a while, okay? No, I'm sure catching them out of the air is fine but I will eat the ground marshmallows."

Specials
Dark Chocolate Peppermint Pancakes
Eggnog Waffles
Prime Rib Eggs Benedict
Hot Chocolate


Over Easy is open!
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Lydia Bennet ([personal profile] mustbeawitch) wrote in [community profile] fandom_radio2025-12-13 08:22 am

Fandom Radio, Saturday, December 13

Good morning, everyone! It is a delight to be back with you, and to have thumbs again. You really don't appreciate your thumbs enough, you know. Kitty was quite right about that. Let's get on with the news, shall we? I hope the squirrels have brought me a tidbit of juicy gossip to celebrate my return to girlhood.

*chittering*

Ah. I am not to get my hopes up, it seems. Well, we'll see. At the school, Lord Thor told his students about 'lake-effect snow,' whatever that is, in Weather & Storms. I've no notes from the dormitory, but it seems that in the town, Detective Watts received word of thieving gnomes at the Trooper Station, where Mr. Grant joined him with luncheon and an umbrella. Ah, yes, I am rather glad my wardrobe did not suffer yesterday. At the forge, Mr. Henry was delighted to find the water had returned to the pipes, whilst at her warehouse, Miss Skywalker was trying to clean a woodchuck when she was joined by Dean Skywalker.

Well, the squirrels did not lie. Not an ounce of gossip in the lot. I am disappointed in you all. Do better for me next week, hmm? Until then, I bid you all a fond farewell, and am off to traipse through the confectionery in search of tea.
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Henry of Skalitz ([personal profile] thatsmysword) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2025-12-12 05:24 pm

Blackstone Forge & Foundry, Friday

Henry did not own a lot of clothes, though he had recently, at least, acquired a coat through his earnings from the forge. And thus, when he finally made it to the forge come morning, in the coat and some Shenanigans t-shirt, he was--

"How? I haven't-- what's the-- how?"

He was, usually, a bit better at rolling with Fandom's strange whims nowadays; but sometimes, in the face of ruined clothes and no soap in sight, he could still lapse and panic and...

"Water. The water's returned!"

Sorry, forge. You'd be lit eventually. Just not before Henry washed everything he was wearing.

[[ open ]]