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A-tten-tion everyone! For a limited time, the Hotel will be serving:

Ice. Cream.

[It took a while to perfect these recipes, folks, which is why it's near the end of the month. She had to find the closest equivalents she could to the flavors she wanted to use. Some of which are her idea and others that were suggestions.]

We have four flavors in limited quantities--vanilla, green tea, sea salt, and honey lavender! Get them whiiiile they last!
craftlife: (What the what // chatvert)
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[It's late at night, and Deon looks somewhat distressed. Tired, and mildly disheveled, but mostly distressed.]

Please, I need some help. I was walking on the beach and I found a woman who washed ashore, and she had this in her back, [he says, raising a teardrop-shaped piece of lapis lazuli - quite literally - about the size of two fists.] I was trying to help her to safety, and then she...she disappeared in a puff of smoke, and this was all that was left.

Has this ever happened before?
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[So it appears all the soul gemmed kedan have vanished. But nobody's sounded the alarm or told Hiro that, so have a kid on the network trying not to look as concerned as he feels.]

...Has anybody seen Deoreo? Kedan, Metalworker, about yay big, [And he holds a hand at level above his head; Deoreo's young, but a little older and bigger than Hiro.] been living in my house, sleeping in my brother's bed for a month? 'Cuz he left this morning and hasn't come back. Kinda late now.

[Not admitting he'd actually kinda warmed up to the guy, nope, though there's a nervous flick of his eyes away from the camera for a second.]

Dude, Deoreo, seriously? You missed deep fried sushi night. Lame.
craftlife: (Enthused // chatvert)
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[Deon looks characteristically excited...but even more so than usual. And he's talking...a little faster...than usual.]

Okay, so I know about the jar of endless coffee beans in the Hotel, right? That thing is a godsend, it really is, but it's just not enough, you know? Well, I found something, during the yard sale, and I'd really really appreciate it if someone could help me set up something similar. It can be done, right? Course it can, there's an endless jar of coffee beans, this is a lot easier, or should be anyway.

[He holds an open can of Red Bull up to the camera. And the way he's holding it? It looks empty.

Take someone away from their fix for a couple months, and give it back, and don't be surprised when the reaction is a little stronger than usual.]


I found a whole case of Red Bull, and I'd like to know if anyone can make it so that it doesn't run out. Violates every law of physics I know, but the coffee jar proves it can be done, and I know there's people who can do all sorts of magic here, so how about it?
croissaunt: (stress eating)
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[Have a nice, middle-aged woman with short brown hair waving at the camera. Cass is smiling brightly. Hello! I'm Cass Rudolph, Tadashi and Hiro Hamadas' Aunt!

[She clasps tougher her hands briefly!] I hope they haven't been too much trouble!

.... Speaking of which! I have a quick public service announcement!

[Cass unclasps her hands and instead puts them on the console, leaning in as her smile turns into a frown, her brows furrowing.]

Hi-ro Ha-ma-da. Where. Is. My. Rice. Cook-er?
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