dunhaven; ic community.

Seriously, come on. How does anyone get anything done around here? It's too damn pretty.

idk why I'm so devastated by England's loss, but all I want to do is drown my sorrows in beer and fish and chips. Who's with me?

I haven't cared this much about football in years and it feels so good. Unless today doesn't pan out for my homeland, of course.

Unrelated, but who wants to come clean my house? I will reward you with tea and expert supervision from the sofa. Honestly, I'm considering actually hiring someone for this. The thought of vacuuming three floors makes my back hurt on reflex. Just kidding. It always hurts.

Me on 4 July:



Sarah, what do you want to do for your birthday? Eat steak, blow up a bunch of shite and wear the Stars and Stripes unapologetically?

[RUPERT, NINA, SARAH]

I hate to rain on the True Love and the adorable baby fever but we have a problem. Dragon Lady Shield called. She informed me they were visiting. I don't know when because I informed her she and Dragon Husband could not stay since my girlfriend the practising Wiccan did spells in the spare room and then I hung up. Oops.

Let's all go to Majorca for an extended (until school starts) vacation.

WHO: Margaret Shield
WHEN: This morning
WHERE: Hers & Rupert's house!
SUMMARY: Margaret receives an unexpected phone call.
WARNINGS: N/A

( ... )

I'm sorry in advance, Dunhaven, but you're apparently going to be suffering from a temporary influx of Lyons. I've managed to keep them at bay for eight years, but apparently I have now given them no choice.

My boy and I went down to Atlanta for his birthday party with the fam there/Father's Day so he could see his great-grandpa/Juneteenth. We're headed back north tomorrow, and he's wiped out. There's been a lot to take in over the last week. He's spoiled rotten down here, that's for sure. Ain't nobody telling Grandma no. It's been good, though. Getting him immersed in the life I had once. The good parts, at least.

He's been asking about drums since he saw some in the parade, so I think I might have a little drummer on my hands here.

( Cut for image! )

I might have found heaven.

WHO: Margaret Shield
WHEN: This evening
WHERE: The sofa at her house
SUMMARY: ... Margaret experiences a bit time jump.
WARNINGS: Age, dementia, wistfulness.

( ... )

Today is yet another one of the holiest days of the year -- Geek Pride Day! I'm decked out in my most geekiest of wear that also won't leave me melting thanks to a combo of food truck and up there temps.

Speaking of food truck, you know that our specials are on point today. On top of our normal Stella's approved menu, we're bringing you:

Seheron Fish Sandwich from Dragon Age: Inquisition -- garlic and dill salmon, seasoned just right and served on a large roll; comes with a side of homemade chips or garden salad
Hasperat from Star Trek -- avocado, pickled veg, spinach, red onions, and cream cheese all wrapped up into a large tortilla with sriracha on the side; comes with a side of homemade chips or garden salad
Poutine On the Ritz Burger from Bob's Burgers -- bacon cheeseburger that comes with a side of poutine fries
Rabbit Adventurer's Ragout -- chicken stew packed with carrots, potatoes, and veg, served with side of bread)

Sansa's Lemoncakes from Game of Thrones
Portal Cake from Portal -- Black Forest cake that may or may not be a lie
Toriel's Butterscotch Cinnamon Pie from Undertale

So come visit me! We'll be in downtown for lunch, Dunhaven Park for the afternoon, and I'll be giving 15% off your order if you're wearing something delightfully geeky.

MARGARET SHIELD & MIKHAIL NIKOLAEV:

Mikhail, this is my girlfriend, Margaret. Margaret, this is Mikhail.

At the risk of sounding really crazy and driving you off, Mikhail, I'm going to fess up to something here. The reason I called you Bucky is because I saw you in these dreams I had and that's what I called you. I'm introducing you to Margaret because I've seen a woman who looks just like her, too, and I can't shake this feeling that it means something and I can't shake how much I want you both to know each other. Is this weird? It's weird. I'm sorry.

Hello, Dunhaven!

I'm pretty sure everyone knows me because I am legitimately the loudest resident in this town but, for the sake of modesty, allow me to introduce myself to anyone who doesn't. I am Charlie Parker, a senior at Athena Academy. For one of my capstone projects, I am hosting a social experiment that requires your help. It's kind of like Post-Secret which, if you're unfamiliar with it, is a project that collects anonymous secrets on postcards. It's wonderful and I highly recommend it. I would like to conduct something similar here, though it would be isolated to the network versus mailing me your secrets. It's really easy to participate. All you have to do is leave me an anonymous secret here. All comments are anonymous in that even I won't be able to tell who posted them. Though anonymous, they will be public. Comments can be anything, even something as simple as song lyrics that speak to you but that you wouldn't share with other people normally.

Please help me, Dunhaven! You're my only hope of getting a passing grade on this capstone!

[OOC: Comment with your character journals as normal, not as anon. For IC purposes, we will still assume it's all anonymous to the characters. Thought this would be a good opportunity for people to find out that others are having weird dreams, too, among other things!!]

Did anyone else follow Eurovision? I told my students about it leading up to the semi-finals last week, and we caught up on the finals during class today. America, take note: this is how you do a music competition.

Not to go on about the royal wedding, but there's a pop up bar in DC that's taking its aesthetic from the royal wedding, so... if someone could go and tell me how the Lions & Unicorns and Markle Sparkle drinks taste, that would be swell.

Actually, Elle. If you made me non-alcoholic versions of those drinks, I'd be forever in your debt.

MIKHAIL

Hey.

WHO: Rupert and Margaret Shield
WHEN: This evening!
WHERE: Their house.
SUMMARY: Siblings have some play time and mildly discuss some heavy parental shit.
WARNINGS: Nah.

( ... prepare yourself for Mr. Darcy )

( Delivered to Margaret at school )

WHO: Sarah Grant & Margaret Shield
WHEN: hmm let's say last Saturday, since spring break makes sense for a weekend in DC
WHERE: the Smithsonian, Washington DC
SUMMARY: Sarah gets a weird sense of deja vu and talks to Margaret about it.
WARNINGS: Nope!

( 'Do you ever -- get this weird feeling you’ve been somewhere or seen something before?' )

WHO: Margaret Shield
WHEN: A sick day
WHERE: The Doctor's office
SUMMARY: Margaret isn't one to let sleeping dogs - or memories - lie
WARNINGS: Doctor / therapy stuff

( Steven Grant Rogers. )

Art teacher problems: trying to narrow down the gallery choices for the senior trip to D.C. We can't see them all, no matter how much time I wish we had.

WHO: Margaret Shield
WHEN: Tonight
WHERE: Her home
SUMMARY: Margaret starts to remember post-war life
WARNINGS:N/A

( She had to be cracking up, just like her own Mum predicted. )