Third Floor Common Room, Sunday evening: DAVE'S COFFEE RAVE

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Dave Nelson was a coffee junkie. But he was a nice junkie. (...Who just happened to cut himself a deal with Anakin Skywalker himself with the condition that he share some of the coffee so he could get others hooked. He still thought he was being nice and spreading joy, even though he was keeping a sizable amount of the stuff for his private stash.)

So now that he had enough coffee to pass around, he set up a little brew house in a supply closet on the third floor. And while he was in there anyway, he just happened to find an old stereo and strobe light in the closet. So it wasn't long before Dave had set up a rave in the common room.

Techno beats were thumping, the lights were flashing, and once you dropped the $2 cover in the jar, you could get all the coffee you could drink. Although supplies were limited.

[OOC: Open for ravers and/or complainers alike! Please wait for minor and very presumptuous OCD is up.]

Roof | Evening | Sunday | September 11

[therewaslife]

Bod's memories had been returning since yesterday. Remarkably, it had taken the shrill cries of that harpy from yesterday to help the dam in his head break free. He had killed his twin and taken over his identity. That had allowed him to get far in life with his twin's wife and his job and everything else attached to it. But, it all had become so small so he took his vendetta against twins, ALL TWINS, to another place. His bloodlust was unquenchable.

Standing on the ledge of the roof, he surveyed the island before him. They might not yet know that he was watching them all but he was. Some of them would be spared and some of them wouldn't. His twin's identity was still his own and he'd take his vengeance out on everyone.

When the police arrived, his twin would be blamed and Bod would be the crying brother, oh so sad about his twin's fall from grace. Bod laughed loudly and proudly. His amnesia was gone and his mind was full of evil twists and dark thoughts.

Who could stop him? No one!

[Open if you wanna talk to Bod and/or get pushed off a building because Bod will try especially if you have a twin!]

1st Floor Lobby/Safety Detention Zone - Sunday Evening

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One thing about living in town like Eureka is that you learn to deal with the weirdness and try to come up with a solution.

After reading the news in the morning it didn't take much for Jack and Columbus to hatch a plot to help protect the populace of Fandom from themselves.

Which is why Jack had his collection of zip line plastic restraints and a very large sign in the lobby.

FREE SUSHI!
FREE COFFEE
FREE BOOZE
FREE BACON

Granted there wasn't a shortage of bacon but then again, who doesn't like bacon?

Behind the sign was a screened off area where supposed food items were.

[OCD is up!]