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Stark had woken up in a new sweater.

At least it was warm? And he thought the other clinic staff might appreciate it.

Stabby had his own tiny sweater with extra arms. The pattern was knives. Of course.

The nurses had a variety of sweaters and so when Stark arrived with the coffees there were several minutes of admiring each other's unavoidable knitwear.

The clinic was open, kinda cozy, and the alien was in.

sith_happened posting in

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"We're almost finished with our swimming unit," Anakin began, "which is good because the weather outside isn't exactly swimming weather."

"Everything's swimming weather if you're not a wimp," Steve muttered.

Anakin stared at him.

"...and you have the correct gear," Steve amended belatedly.

"Hypothermia is no one's friend," Anakin said, "though that's more Dr. Blake's area of expertise."

"It does lead us to our class topic today, though," Steve said with an enthusiastic smile, "the gear that keeps you from dying when you're dropped into a cold ocean from a helicopter in the middle of the night."

Anakin went back to staring at him.

"It's a real thing," Steve said, frowning.

"Hopefully nothing you'll need here, but it's better to be prepared," Anakin acknowledged. "Gear up."

They'd notice all the wetsuits were ugly holiday sweaters annnnny second now.

solo_sword posting in

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Jaina, in her offending Christmas sweater, was at the front of the class in the Danger Shop. It once again looked like a hangar, but there were four of the same ship rather than an array.

"Today we're going to look at the Z-95 Headhunter," she began. "It's a starfighter from my galaxy, predating the X-wing that I know you know. It's equipped with weapons systems, navigation, shields, and an astromech droid, which plugs into the ship as an assistant of sorts. Today I'm going to have you fly out of here, and then something is going to go wrong with the ship. I want you to work with your droid to figure out the issue and solve it. Once you get that done, come on back here. You have till the end of the period."

intheeyeofthebeholding posting in

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Jon was looking a bit disgruntled today, and it probably had something to do with the absolutely hideous sweater he'd been saddled with.

"I'd intended for this to be next week's cryptid, but who knows what the island may throw at us then, so I've decided to give in and do it this week instead." He put up a picture. "Krampus is...not entirely a cryptid, perhaps, but it is a folkloric creature, and relevant to the current season.

"For those of you not from this world or time, Christmas, which is a major holiday of the dominant religion of the area, is coming up. One of the widespread figures associated with it is called Father Christmas or Santa Claus. He supposedly breaks into houses, generally down the chimneys, and rewards good children with presents."

He was trying not to roll his eyes. He might not be successful.

"In some areas, however, notably around the Alps, there is another figure called Krampus. He punishes bad children. Because why teach children reasons for good behavior when you can simply frighten them into submission."

He wasn't bothering to hide his displeasure at that.

"In some legends, he's a sort of 'helper' to Father Christmas. In others, he's a separate entity. He's generally a horned humanoid, with other goat features cropping up here and there to some extent."

He shrugged. "There's not really much to discuss about this creature, so instead I thought we'd watch a film. It's probably rather bad, so feel free to use this as a free period. Or nap."

Look, this was Jon. You didn't expect even his movie days to be free of lecture or pedantry, did you?

solo_sword posting in

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Morning, everyone. This is Jaina with Sunday's notes, and also a stupid Christmas sweater. I feel like they could have skipped the Santa, he's a creep and I'd rather not have him on my person, but what can you do?

Anyway. Yesterday gave us the polar bears and related, a pair of twins hopped up on caffeine- thanks, bears- which was new and strange for Gregorith at the museum, and not new for Rey at Stark's, though she apparently hadn't expected to get accosted by multiple bears.

Anywhere else that would be a weird thing to say.

That's all the notes, so I'm off to class. May your sweaters be less itchy than mine is.

giveittoyoursister posting in

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Vi was not overly a fan of the sweater the island had saddled her with, especially as despite it's seemingly shoddy construction, the arms were quite firmly attached and quite impossible to remove.

Still, it could have been worse, as the island had also decided that Saffron needed a sweater of her own, and she was extremely displeased by this turn of events. Save her, Snuggle Human, she was trapped!

chef_chocobro

While the exterior of the mansion was, in fact, creepy and intimidating as ever, inside was nothing but festive warmth. Most of the decorations had already been put up, save for the one big main centerpiece, which was far too important and certainly did require a full afternoon and evening to take care of: their Christmas tree. Brought in directly from Nell's Soulwood property by Gladio, it was a full and impressive evergreen that infused the air with the fresh scent of pine, mingling perfectly with all the notes of cinnamon and peppermint already lingering in the wake of Ignis's flurry of food preparation, so that he and Liliana would have plenty to nibble on and sip at as they dripped its branches with holiday elegance and accoutrements.

Of course, his timing with everything had been impeccable, leaving a nice moment where he could just sort of enjoy his hard work through the day with a very strong mug of coffee spiked with both mint and alcohol. Listening to the orchestral sweeps of music and the crackling fire, waiting for Liliana to get home from the Consortium. Which, considering he'd insisted they wait until she'd finished with her work, he suspected would be sooner rather than later.

And another great part of it? Ignis didn't even have to look at how ugly anyone's sweaters were today, although he could certainly have done without the island apparently compensating by making the sweater he was stuck with feel almost as wretched as it no doubt appeared.

[[ mostly for the lady of the house, but certainly can be open for other visitors, with the caveat that I will likely be S L O W as hell ]]

deathsmajesty posting in

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The shirt she was being forced to wear was really stretching the definition of 'sweater' practically to the breaking point, but it had two things going for it: the first, it was fuzzy and soft on the inside, which she appreciated. The second...well, she couldn't say she didn't see how the island might have been inspired to give it to her. It's not like she didn't see the resemblance.

"Honestly, this holiday would be vastly improved if we celebrated with topless women rather than angels everywhere," she said with withering disdain to the raven that had followed her into work today. "As a reminder, bird," she added, with less disdain and more disgust, "if you do turn out to be a message sent by the Raven Man, there won't be enough of you to stuff a pincushion."

The raven croaked at her. Had she told him something similar every time he startled her by coming into her field of vision? Yes. And she would continue to do so, thank you.

"You're lucky your parents are attractive," she muttered. "Otherwise I would have left you to fend for yourself in the school."

[Content warning for faux-knitted depictions of boobs through the link!]

thatwaslucky posting in

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Rey loved polar bear day. They were adorable and friendly (which they were not in the wild, a fact she pretended didn't exist since it was unlikely to be an issue) and she strolled up to work with a Coke in hand.

There was a different polar bear out front, offering her another bottle. She tried saying she already had one, but he did get a little pushy about it. He wasn't aggressive, but she was made very aware that he was trying to give her something and she was supposed to accept it, what do you mean you already have one?

...so she strolled into work with two Cokes and a guilt trip.

[Open!]

apologizeswithpie posting in

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The unexpected arrival of a polar bear(!) in the museum startled Gregorith. It startled him. And it concerned him. He would freely admit to being afraid if he was afraid but he wasn't. Yet.

He dropped his disguise, much the same way a red panda might rear up to appear larger.

The polar bear blinked at him.

Gregorith stared.

The polar bear stared.

Then the polar bear extended a paw and offered him a bottle of coke.

"Oh. Uh, thanks."

The museum is open.

Current Music: Trapped In the Drivethrough by Weird Al

thatsmysword posting in

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Yes, the island is still on its (real and metaphorical) horseshit this week.

Monday, December 8th: Everyone's shirts turn into hideous Christmas sweaters
Tuesday, December 9th: Full-sized reindeer rampage through the streets! Luckily for everyone, they're made of lights and are just here to make things pretty.
Wednesday, December 10th: Cold water taps around the island dispense mulled wine (alcoholic or non), warm water taps dispense peppermint mocha.
Thursday, December 11th: Aggressive mistletoe stalks you from above, attempting to menace you into kissing whoever you're with.
Friday, December 12th: Snow paints you! Yes, it's snowing in Fandom, and every little fleck will stain your clothes and/or skin in festive colours.
Saturday, December 13th: Snow continues! Except this time it's marshmallows, and there's a distinct... blizzard-esque quality to it. Better huddle up inside and only go out if you've got a mug of hot cocoa in hand.
Sunday, December 14th: Sparkly pine trees pop up all over the island. In backyards, in the park, on the lawn, maybe even in your house. The sparkles sound like chimes.

witchoftheflesh posting in

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Good morning, Fandom! You may have noticed that I am not your usual charming Saturday radio broadcaster. Lydia turned into a cat yesterday, but fortunately Boston was visiting her and brought her to the Grove. I think it's very sweet that they've become friends. I'm sure Lydia misses having a familiar around. You know, a good one, anyway.

*squirrely chittering* Right! The notes. School had Driver's Ed, which showed a movie, since one of the teachers was indisposed and the other one was getting climbed on by tiny white ponies.

...You can guess how Boston and kitty-Lydia spent most of yesterday. I'm worried those horses might be scarred for life.

Oh! A note from the Dorms! This weird little bird fellow seems enraptured. Anyway, Billie found a cat in her room. The squirrels have a betting pool over whether or not it's an actual cat. Town had some folks out and about. Henry was in the smithy, and unlike some people, was actually taking care of the ponies, not harassing them. Oh, I really do mean to stop by and see him some time he's working. It sounds like the Trooper Station was getting a ton of prank calls. Fortunately, Watts also got a lunchtime delivery from Steven. Aww! That's very sweet! Rey was in her warehouse attempting to tune out the ponies on the roof and meditate, though even Anakin thought they were being annoying. Speaking of people I need to visit some Friday... Anyway, Gregorith had a mini-corral at Strokes of Genius and the Lord of the Bracelets audio books on. And yesterday evening, Lucifer was behind the piano at The Devil's Nest, apparently singing that song from the musical about the witches. Defying Gravity, I think?

*squirrely snickering*

I don't know what they think is so funny, but I'm out of notes, so that's a question for a different time. Now for me, I'm heading out once again through the marzipan rain. Have a great day, Fandom!

apologizeswithpie posting in

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Gregorith had just happened to have some horse friendly snacks on him when he left the house today. After he'd gone out, discovered the adorable tiny horses and gone back in to scrounge around for some.

So he had a little friend with him in a makeshift corral that he'd set up because adorableness aside, he'd been dead set on working on art today.

It just wound up being more him sketching le horse wee-tiny than pottery. Because he also knew he needed to keep a close eye on it so it didn't break anything or hurt itself.

He was also listening to Master of the Bracelets on audio. He'd found a version someone had made with the Howard Shore score added in which he hoped would help him get through it.

The horse was fast asleep. "Yeah," he said softly, pencil gliding over the paper, "I liked the movies better too. I won't tell if you won't."

Current Music: Lord of the Rings soundtrack

thatwaslucky posting in

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You might think that in a large warehouse with a lot going on inside it, you might not hear the little horses on the roof. But you did. And it echoed.

Rey took the opportunity to get some meditation in, figuring that it was good practice in shutting out distractions. It was made harder by the woodchucks, who seemed to be driven crazy by the little clip clops. After a while of sitting in the air about a foot off the ground with her eyes closed, Rey did hear the door slam as they left, and now the distraction was wondering how they got over the quicksand.

[Open!]

wrongkindofsith posting in

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Cara was...not quite alone at the front of class.

"Jane is indisposed," she said, with the air of someone hoping that that if she acted like she wasn't being climbed all over by tiny horses then people wouldn't notice she was being climbed all over by tiny horses. "So we'll be having a movie day."

And if you wanted to know what this had to do with driving fast, shut up was why.

my_own_advocate posting in

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You know, Lucifer was in a Good Mood. It had been a bit since he'd been a bit-- well, gleeful like this.

So of course he got behind the piano. Didn't even mind the horses clambering all over it, really. No, he was having far too much fun. "I'm a shootin' star leaping through the sky like a tiger, defying the laws of gra-vi-tyyyy...."

Yes, this was going to continue all evening. Tiny, for his part, had found some earbuds and was sitting quietly in the corner, waiting for it to end.

[[ open and ebullient ]]

pocketpretzels posting in

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The telephone simply would. Not. Stop. Ringing.

And none of the calls were about any actual crime. Or even anything at all. Every time he picked up the telephone, there was just... silence.

Which is why Watts ended up shrugging out of his suit jacket so he could throw said jacket over the constantly-ringing telephone, in hopes it would muffle it somewhat. It certainly didn't silence it entirely, but... good enough.

thatsmysword posting in

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"Oh, you'd like Pebbles," Henry said, beaming at the little white horse. "She's a mite bit bigger than you, though. Might not want to slip underfoot." He laughed. "Or underhoof, I suppose!"

He leaned over to gently wave the little white horse away from the fire. "Careful, you'll burn yourself," he said. "The world must look mighty dangerous from down there, actually. D'you get in holes and such a lot? Hope you don't get stuck..."

The forge was open, the resident yapper blacksmith was in. (So were at least two to three tiny white houses clambering over everything.)

heroic_jawline posting in

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*meowing, sounds of things tipping over*

Yes, Tony, gravity works everywhere. Now stop trying to tip my coffee onto the--

*shattering coffee mug*

Thank you. This is Steve Rogers, Tony's still a cat, and I need to read the notes quickly while I can still sort of understand them.

In classes, I helped the baking students assemble a gingerbread house, Zombie Apocalypse fought slithering lights and omnipresent terrible holiday music, Belle had lights and a gremlin photographer in the library, and Raiden took his class to a German Christmas market.

In town, Jaina was not loving the strings of lights all over everything at the Perk, there was a frog serving drinks at the Devil's Nest, so I should probably check on Thor, and Steven and Watts had lunch.

And that's everything I can still read. Tony.

*silence*

He seems unmoved. Have a great weekend, everyone.

heroic_jawline posting in

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Steve arrived in front of the baking students looking a little frazzled and alone. "Right, so Tony turned into a cat today and he'd make an absolutely terrible judge, so I'm calling an audible and changing the plan. We're going to work together and make a gingerbread house!"

This could only go badly.

"I bought a pre-baked one from the store."

At least he knew himself?

"Come on up to this table and we'll get started."

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Fandom Clinic, Monday 12/8

How Not to Drown, Monday, December 8

Flight and Flying- Monday- 1st period

Cryptozoology, Monday period 2

Fandom Radio- Monday, December 8

The Magpie Emporium, Monday [08/12]

The Eternally Creepy but Seasonally Festive Mansion in the Woods; Monday [12/08].

Infinite Consortium, Monday

Stark Industries- Sunday

Fandom Museum, Sunday December 7

Fandom Advent! Week 2!

Fandom Radio, Saturday, December 6th

Strokes of Genius, Friday December 5

Rey's warehouse- Friday

Driver's Ed: Drive Fast [Friday, Period One]

The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

Trooper Station, Friday

Blackstone Forge & Foundry, Friday

Fandom Radio, Friday, December 5, 2025

Great British Bakeoff! But American! Thursday, December 4

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