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Friending List! Fall 2025!

If you are NEW to the Friending List GO HERE FIRST and follow the directions!

If you have already used the friending list, here are the updates to remove inactive journals from your friends list and add our newbies!

Copy each list into the Admin Console and press the "Execute" button.

( House Cleaning Edition )

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voicemail

Voicemail

"You've reached Erasmus Boone. I'm not answering the phone right now. Leave a message and I'll get back to you."

BEEP

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Rattay, Thursday Fandom Time, Bohemia

By noon that next day, Henry had recovered enough from his hangover to move about town and do his business. He slunk to the lower castle as the sun reached its highest peak, with most of a mind to finally check on Lord Hans Capon again. It had been a bit, and he hadn’t gotten much measure of how the man was doing since then.

He made conversation with guard Janoslav as he wandered up the stairs towards the higher floors. Sir Capon, Janoslav told him, was still in his chambers, as he had been for most of the past week. And he’d been a beast, by the sounds of it.

Henry pushed the doors open gently. He hadn’t put much thought to the whole nobles and fancy castles thing when he’d first arrived at Pirkstein. Too much else on his mind. But now he did spare a thought to how odd it was, being able to just slip into a nobleman’s chambers this way.

( In which an unhinged peasant and an unhinged nobleman get utterly, blindingly wasted. )

[[ taken and adapted from the quest Next to Godliness in Kingdom Come: Deliverance (2018), aka Why It Is Absolutely Hilarious That The Fanboys Argue They Were Straight Before The Sequel ]]

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ooc: infopost

Infopost: most precedential to the bandwagon

Hello my most excellent digital neighbors and friends! It is I, Bel A. Temple, BA, with my newest character, Wilhelmina! “Billie”! S.! Logan!

( Strange things are afoot at the Circle K )

ANYWHO. Questions? Comments? Air guitar?

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$perk,
kitty pryde

The Perk- Thursday afternoon

The employees at the Perk reeeeally wanted to make sure you know it was pumpkin spice latte season. There were several ads. There was a life si3 (for a human) cardboard cutout of a PSL. Someone had stuck a scarecrow in the corner with a cup in its hand, which, calm down, it was t even Labor Day yet.

And boy, did they not expect anybody to order a regular iced mocha.

Kitty got her drink, took her seat, and tried to ignore the judgmental and confused glances from the workers. She even got up to move to the other side of her table so they could at least be confused at her back.

[It's been too quiet. Open!]

Shuttle Post

Attention incoming students! We need a volunteer to put up the shuttle post so that Anakin can whisk you away in his Minibus of Dubious Driving Choices! The post goes up tomorrow, dated to Saturday morning, and gives you a chance to meet each other before the picnic post!

Any volunteers?

Around the Mainland; So Late Thursday Night It's Actually Friday

As established, Harley now had a great big bland-looking van.

But that was not all: Harley also had an accomplice! No, not the kid this time, because Cass had begged off on the basis of having gotten her little life's worth of dusty antique shops in just scouting all of them over the past couple of weeks, and also because Harley had need of someone who actually knew how to drive and who had a smidge more experience breaking into places.

So... She'd ~~handwavily~~ roped in Remy.

And now the van, Remy, Harley, and the whispersilk cloak currently still shoved into a bag were all nearing their first target, an antique shop in a part of town that was probably relatively quiet even when it wasn't the dead of night - and when it was, well... It really was dead out there. No movement along the street outside of the van itself.

Perfect conditions for the start of a heist!

"Okay, we should be... two blocks out," Harley said from the passenger side, surveying her map - yes, a physical one with squiggles and notes all over it. "Ca-- my associate says there's an alley on the left side of the place? With a side door into the building. That's how we get the goods."

(NFB because off the island again, and for the fellow criminal modded in the post)

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Pixie Dust; Thursday [08/28].

If anyone asked, Luma would insist that her refusal to have anything to do with the boxes of sweaters that had arrived that morning was out of some stubborn refusal to admit that summer was almost over and they'd be moving into fall soon. As if not putting out the autumnal collections would somehow pause time and prevent it from marching forward.

This was, of course, not the reason at all. In fact, Luma found fall to be much more preferential. But the other members of the staff didn't know that.

Nor did they need to know that the real reason she refused to associate with the sweaters was that they were all red.

But she would be at the counter, painting her nails in summery jewel tones, if anyone needed her for anything else.

Pixie Dust is open!

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The Photo Hut - Thursday

It was the last Thursday of the month, so Liz was spending the morning busy working on making sure that the final end of month report was finished and that the spreadsheets were being finalised. Once the end of month admin work was finalised, she thought she'd get a head start and work on setting up the spreadsheets and reports for September so that she could get them ready as well.

[The Photo Hut is open!]

Paris, France - Wednesday Evening

They'd spent time in Dublin and it'd been great, but Tony had an idea and that idea involved a bakery that they clearly needed to own in Paris. Which made sense only to him. But, unfortunately for everyone else, Steve was indulging him on this whim.

Which mostly ended up meaning visiting a baker's dozen (ha) of them to try out the wares. Well, Steve was trying out the wares because Tony was but a mortal man. Who had a cup of coffee at each place and whichever treat that Steve deemed the best of the bunch.

"Okay, next up..." Tony muttered, looking at the street signs to get his bearings again as they exited the last stop.

[for the husband!]

On the Mainland; Late Wednesday Evening

Heist time was approaching! And for that, Harley had need of a mode of transportation that could hold a lot more stuff than the Chevelle she kept wishy-washying about whether to keep or not. A mode of transportation like, say, a huge van. Which was exactly what she'd gone out shopping for that fantastic Wednesday night!

Well, "shopping". Look, she couldn't be blamed if someone just happened to leave a convenient van just laying around just right out on the street, all alone and ripe for the taking for someone with the right skill set. If anything, Harley was doing the poor thing a favor! She was going to take it on an adventure!

So, long story short: now, Harley had a van.

( just one small problem )

(NFB because it's off the island, establishy!)

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The Church at Uzhitz to Rattay, Wednesday Fandom Time

Henry woke up with the worst bloody headache and not the faintest idea where he was. Memories from last night only filtered through in uneven bursts.

There had been the talk with Father Godwin at the tavern, of course. He remembered that much--

( Cut for excessive Catholicism. )

[[ taken from Kingdom Come Deliverance (2018), following yesterday's post. ]]

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random dorkiness

meme: reverse questions with a twist

I am stupid tired after work today and I need to read some meta to get me back on my feet. Please donate to this charity.

Pose a question (or as many as you'd like, and they don't all have to be in one comment, so you can come back later and add more if you want) to your fellow players about the game or their characters, and they will Wall-of-Text if they want to, look, I know how some of you are answer them. They can be personal or silly. You don't have to answer all of them! Nothing counts in game, of course and etc.

Questions might include "Which of your characters are you the most like?", "Which BDE was your favorite?", "What music do you RP to?", etc.

Check in throughout the day to add questions/answer questions that have been added! And be nice, as always.

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big siblings

Faculty Advisors!

This time around we need three teachers to help our new students adjust, readjust, or continue to adjust to Fandom's little quirks (you know, the squirrels, the raccoons, the sometimes everyone turns into a child...).

Please volunteer if your teacher will be the following:

Non-antagonistic about helping out someone (ICly, your character can be signed up against their will, but, please don't sign up if they're not going to be helpful to a newbie).
You have the time to field questions from a newbie, and your character will be around consistently for the first few weeks of the semester.
The new students arrive Saturday, August 30th, so online availability for at least part of that day

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The Flat In London, Wednesday Late Afternoon Until Evening

Marc's stuff had been pretty easy to take care of. They could've put it off if Illyana needed them to stick close by. But she swore she didn't and Marc figured may as well get it over with since he'd booked the appointments already.

Nothing urgent. Just some things he had to look at personally, including some property he was debating investing in. Yeah, place was a dump. But it was in the neighborhood and would be somewhere he could stash things other than in Steven's apartment. Maybe even put a car or something in the garage space it had too.

On the way back he ~~handwavily~~ texted Watts to see if he needed anything. Then checked in with Illyana.

Watts reminded him they needed vegetables for their dinner, so Marc stopped for groceries on the way back. He debated getting a steak for himself but figured if he came out again while they were still in London he could always order something.

After that he headed back, taking the ancient elevator up to their floor and letting himself into the apartment.

"It's us," he said, as he came in.

Mind the cat! Steven said from the mirror by the doorway.

Right, they had the cat with them. Marc kept an eye out to make sure it didn't get out while he closed the door behind him.

[for the guy who is in the apartment]

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From Rattay to Neuhof to Uzhitz, Sometime, Henry's Bohemia

It took a day or two for Henry to settle fully back into this life. Lord Radzig had returned him to Bernard's service almost immediately; those two days were full of long patrols and precious little impressions, the full weight of Skalitz settling back on him like a shroud now that he'd returned to these familiar places.

After that brief glimpse at the start of it, he'd seen hide nor hair of Hans Capon. The man was an arrogant twat, that was true, and Henry shouldn't care. Yet that glimpse had brought back the memories of their hunt-- days ago for Capon, months for Henry. He found himself wondering if his Lordship was recovering properly. He'd still had the limp a few days ago, after all.

By the third day, though, his time languishing in the stuffier corners of his mind was up. He'd been ordered up to the upper castle early in the morning -- something about nearby Neuhof, and a horrific crime committed there. Down below by the stairs stood Captain Bernard, gruff and uninterested, along with a small group of soldiers, all dressed in the bright yellow of the House of Leipa.

Captain Bernard was curt. "Follow me, keep quiet and do exactly as you're told," he said. "I don't know what Sir Radzig sees in you, and I don't care. If you're to ride with my men, I expect you to listen."

( Yes, sir! )

[[ in which I stitch together a whole bunch of questlines from Kingdom Come: Deliverance (2018). it remains very funny to me that they hired the world's most random Canadian to voice Godwin. anyway, part 1 of this catchup! tomorrow's will be funner! CW animal death ]]

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Around Town, Tuesday Afternoon

Raiden had initially planned on throwing a Labor Day/informal last day of summer beach bonfire party, but ~~Gluttony probably shouldn't host a party on the day everyone has a flavor unless we want an awkward cannibalism incident~~ he had run into a few logistical difficulties.

No matter! He could pivot, and thus today he was putting up flyers around town, whistling Taylor Swift songs (off key) in celebration of her good news as he went:

ONE MORE DAY OF SUMMER!
Beach Bonfire/Fish Fry/Seafood Boil
Tuesday, September 2
The Beach, Afternoon Through Evening
Contact Raiden For Details

He was trying to make sure to put some of the flyers at more like, say, Gray's eye level, so most people could read them. How successful he was being was anyone's guess.

(Mostly establishy, but open if anyone wants to bump into Raiden!)

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Furnado Animal Shelter; Tuesday [08/26].

Prompto usually came in to do his work at the animal shelter on Wednesday, sure, but there was no way he would have missed the chance to celebrate a good number of Furnado's denizens on National Dog Day! Sorry, cats! But today was all about those good old boys, those peppy puppers, the delightful doggos, and Prompto, as a big canine fan himself (he'd even actually been one several times!), was going to go all out.

They had a big old banner outside and there was a big old dog-friendly cake, plenty of treats and toys and anything he could think of to celebrate dogs for their day, while giving copious amounts of apologies to the cats and promises to do the same when their day came around in October (which was close to his birthday, too, so that was cool, right?), and, besides, didn't they pretty much have every Caturday? It wouldn't hurt to give their other furry brethren a bit of a special day, right?

Right!

Also, puppies wearing party hats was a good reason to do anything, really, if you asked him!

Furnado is open!

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Atlas Gym; Tuesday [08/26].

When Gladio saw a Musical Yoga class on the schedule for that day, he almost considered dropping in on it. It made, he supposed, some sense; he kind of liked the quiet connection with the world when he did yoga, but he could see how maybe some soft music, some nice calming classical or new age stuff could help people with their forms and meditation.

The thumping metal music that was spilling from the classroom door once they got started, though? That, he was a little less sure of, but then he remembered his last yoga instructor here on the island, and it made a little more sense.

He did check in to see if Diaz actually had stopped in to teach this particular musical yoga lesson, but alas, it was just some gremlin with some surprisingly impressive headbanging hair (did they even grow hair?) at the head of the class this time.

Not exactly what he'd have gone with for the concept, but, hey, if it worked for them, it worked for them.

Atlas is open!

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Luke's Diner; Tuesday [08/26].

Ignis had to admit: some of his favorite days here at the diner were the days when he came in to discover that there was an influx in a certain ingredient, be it by ordering blunder or random chance, because there were few things he enjoyed quite as much as turning cooking into a puzzle to be solved. To take a particular ingredient and figure out interesting ways to come up with new recipehs and try different things. Or stick to improving classic staples. Or take something familiar and turn it just a little one way or another.

The challenge was fun, and the results were usually exceptional, and so, with that, once he'd gotten his coffee made, he settled in to figure out some new and interesting ways to bring miso, specifically, to the specials board today.

It helped, as well, that he'd had a very productive weekend filled with promising prospective for the new Ravnica property filled with robust negotiations...and excellent kitchen spaces.

Today's Specials

Honey Miso Chicken with Delicata Squash
Miso Sesame Soba Noodles
Miso Coffee Caramel Brownies

Luke's is open!