Open Log (ongoing, backdated forever)

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

When; Thanksgiving Day (November 26th), all day, any time
Rating; G? PG at most?
Characters; Anyone! Everyone! You!
Summary; No one should be alone for the holidays.
Log;

The Center is warmly lit and the door is propped open. The smells of food waft out into the street, inviting anyone who happens to pass by in for something to eat and, if they like, a little company. It's Thanksgiving, the holiday specifically created for the sake of overindulging in food and spending time with friends and family; anyone without friends, family, or food is more than welcome to stop in.

Penny has thrown herself into the holiday wholeheartedly, largely to distract herself from the City's general unpleasantness and the absence of certain people. A number of casseroles are prepared and lining the oven's racks, staying warm until someone cares to try them; fruit salads, rolls, and various potatoes--mashed, baked, sweet--are ready to be eaten and taking up counter space. The Center's mismatched tables are neatly set with--appropriately--mismatched dishes and silverware.

The only things that are missing are turkey and people. The former won't be offered out of respect for turkeys everywhere, but Penny hopes that the latter will show up in time.

[ooc: Sorry this is late, but I thought it'd be nice to throw this up just in case anyone wants to play this out. So come on in (doesn't matter if your characters know Penny or not!), chat people up, indicate in the subject line if a thread is open or to a specific character, and... have fun? :3]

Comments

Open! Cos he's just that kind of guy!

[neverendingbeat.livejournal.com]

Baking is just another lesson to the Master, something that he knows how to do mainly because no-one expects him to know how. So, of course, as per usual, he has to prove them wrong. It's all just physics, really, understanding the reactions of the ingredients to each other.

Walking to the door of the Center, he holds his pumpkin pie close to his chest, the top wrapped in foil to protect it, not necessarily warm it. It can go into the oven shortly before it's time to eat it, if necessary.
The table is set with utensils and food but not, the Master automatically notices, turkey. Ah well. Turkey is generally spectacularly boring anyway. He will miss the stuffing, though.

He walks forward to set the pie on the table and then steps back away. It seems odd to sit down before more people arrive.

Open!

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

The moment the Master is no longer burdened with pie, Penny swoops in to give him an enthusiastic hug. "Harry! You look a million times better than you did the last time I saw you!" Not being dead makes a vast difference, of course. "Thank you so, so much for coming!"

She lets him go and instantly goes into hostess mode. "Sit anywhere you want and help yourself... or can I get you something? Do you want anything?"

Open!

[neverendingbeat.livejournal.com]

"I'm all right for the moment, thank you, Penny," says the Master, amused by her enthusiasm. "Your delightful company is all I need at the moment." He gives her his most sincere smile, then asks, "Should I put the pie anywhere in particular?"

Open!

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

Harry's such a sweet person--very charming, quite undeserving of a slow, painful death. "Well... if you change your mind and want something besides my company, you can help yourself to food, okay?" Penny takes the pie. "I'll take care of it--and it looks awesome, so thanks for sharing your crazy baking skills. Just relax? Mingle, maybe?"

Open!

[supercompacted.livejournal.com]

Fred was still carrying her laptop in a messenger bag, as she headed to the Center. She didn't want to miss any important updates- and of course it would happen the moment her back was turned. So she was already a bit weighed down as she entered the large Welcome Center. She still couldn't believe Penny organized this whole thing.

It already smells delicious. If only she hadn't completely forgotten about the holiday, this would be what the mansion smelled like. Ah, well, maybe this would be better anyway. Fred's sure watched her mom cook a lot, but she hadn't done much of it herself.

She smiles and heads straight for the casseroles, keeping an eye out for Penny.

Open!

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

Penny spots Fred soon enough. It looks like she brought work to dinner; Penny can only hope that's a laptop in Fred's bag and not notebooks full of mysterious physics equations.

"Fred! It's so great to see you!" The only that saves Fred from a hug is the pumpkin pie--courtesy of Harry Saxon--in Penny's hands. "How're you doing after all of that stuff with the boxes?"

Open!

[supercompacted.livejournal.com]

Well, Fred now owes Penny ten hugs, so there is sure to be a hug soon enough.

"Hi, Penny!" she says with a grin. "We're doing pretty good, actually. I'm so glad that's over, it was a mess. Both Wesley and I got through it without being cursed, though, so that was lucky. How are you? This place looks fantastic and I have no idea how you made so much food. I really hope you don't mind me mooching, I just- well, I sort of forgot what day it was. It snuck up on me."

Open!

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

"Lucky break, definitely." She sets the pie down and perches on the nearest chair, just for a moment. "I'm great! It's nice getting to see everyone after what happened... you know, making sure everyone's doing okay."

Penny laughs. "Thank you! The food's been in the works for a few days, and you're not mooching. There's no mooching when you're invited. I hear you, though; it's hard to keep track of things when the whole City's going crazy. Before you know it, it's going to be Christmas."

Open... because she's friendly, just quiet. =3

[illuminedcraft.livejournal.com]

Robin slips into the open door and looks around. She recognizes many faces, but has fewer names to match them with. She's seen everyone around the City, of course, but certainly hasn't spoken with many yet.

Skirting around a fast moving, nameless young man with a heaping plate of food, Robin finds a quiet corner and takes in the scene.

She smiles. "This definitely seems like a nice holiday."

Open

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

Robin won't escape notice by sitting in a corner. Penny takes a seat by her, overhearing her comment. "It really is a great holiday. Maybe not so much historically, but it's definitely one of my favorites in practice." She leans over to give Robin a quick hug. "Thank you so much for coming, Robin!"

Penny's quick to notice that Robin hasn't taken any food yet. "Do you want anything to eat? It's all self-serve, or I can get something for you if you like."

Re: Open

[illuminedcraft.livejournal.com]

Robin smiles brightly and hugs Penny back. "Yes... historically. But history isn't destiny, is it?" She tilts her head and drifts off in thought for a moment.

She snaps back to the moment and blinks. "What? Oh, no, I don't mind getting my own. But... I'm not sure what's up there. Can you help me, please?"

Open

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

That's kind of a deep thought. Penny considers it a moment. "Nope, definitely not."

She takes a plate for Robin and starts towards the counter where most of the food is. "Sure! There's--well, there's a little of everything. What do you like? Vegetables, fruit...?"

Open

[freckleddoll]

The Center had become a familiar place for Doll to be. It was cosy and Penny was often there, and in a City where Doll had ended up all alone, a place where she could find a friend was always welcome.

She still wasn't sure she understood the feast being celebrated, but she'd decided to come anyway, Tiger held in her arms because she knew there'd be food around and probably a lot of people. It was a good call too, because as soon as she stepped inside the puppy started barking and wriggling about enthusiastically. Doll herself was rather in awe at all the food laid out. There was so much of it!

Re: Open

[ann-withane.livejournal.com]

Anne wasn't normally shy, but she hadn't really been herself ever since Arthur left. Losing Gwen and Merlin had been hard enough, but losing Arthur had been the hardest blow. She had always wandered the streets of the City, enjoying the sights and sounds of this exotic place, but now she wandered it without really seeing anything, just to be out.

Bright lights (and a rumbling belly) drew her to the Welcome Center. She poked her head inside, strangely shy, and debated coming in.

Open

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

There will be no lurking about the doorway today. Once Penny catches sight of a girl peering into the Center, she takes it upon herself to invite her in properly. She waves to the girl, smiling broadly. "Hey! It's fine if you come in, I promise."

Open

[ann-withane.livejournal.com]

Anne enters hesitantly. "What's the celebration for?" she asked.

Open

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

"Freckles!" Doll is always more than welcome, as is the puppy in her arms. "And Tiger!" Penny hugs both of them. She had hoped Doll would come; in truth, she would have been worried if she hadn't. She was such a familiar presence around the Center that not having her there for the holiday would have felt wrong. "Happy Thanksgiving!"

Open

[freckleddoll]

"Hey Penny!" Doll grinned at her friend and returned the hug, not letting Tiger jump up and lick her all over her face no matter how much he tried. All the people made him over-eager, one of the reasons she never took him down to the circus with her during a show.

"Same to you! Blimey, it all looks real great. You must've been preparin' for ages."

Open

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

Penny laughed at Tiger's excitement, offering him a hand to lick. "Well, thank you! It hasn't been ages... just a couple days. And having so many people drop in makes it totally worth it!"

Open

[innocentxcharm.livejournal.com]

Florian, curious as ever, was delighted at the sight of so much food and so many people all in one place. He looked around excitedly at everything, wondering what he should do first. "Wow~"

Open

[freckleddoll]

Doll grinned to see him look so excited. "S'great, ain't it? Feelin' hungry?"

Open

[innocentxcharm.livejournal.com]

"I feel really really hungry!" He waved his arms wide to emphasize this, hopping a bit as he did so.

Open! (for sexings- I mean wut)

[horrible-protag.livejournal.com]

Okay, so he'd been dumped. Something that had never happened, in the history of his life. Mainly because he'd never dated before, but that was irrelevant. But even though she'd ended it was no reason to not come today. Besides, she'd invited him, and if he knew Penny (and he knew her- very well. You know. In bed.), she'd never un-invite anyone to something like this.

The issue was just precisely how to act there. Happy to be there, of course, but still with that hint of longing. He knew exactly what to do- after all, when didn't he? "Penny! Hello, how are you doing?"

Open! (keep the hammer contained!)

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

A small part of Penny (not to be confused with the slightly larger part of her that wasn't so sure that dumping him had been the right thing to do)regretted inviting Hammer to the informal dinner. She had had exes, of course--more than she would like to remember--but Hammer was different. Penny owed him a lot for making arrangements for the new homeless shelter at home, and... well, he was Hammer. Superhero. All-American do-gooder. Really, really hot.

And yet their relationship had felt wrong. Others had implied that Hammer, perhaps, didn't have Penny's best interests at heart. Billy had firmly believed that, beneath Captain Hammer's external layers of cheesiness, there was little more but... extra cheese. There had been a few moments where Penny suspected she saw a real, caring human in that cheesy mess, but... but what? He was the perfect man and it just wasn't working out.

Maybe she needed someone less perfect.

Given their recent split, Penny was somewhat less than thrilled to see Hammer walk in. She did her best to smile, though, and greeted him with the hug that everyone else had been greeted with. They could still be friends, right? No hard feelings? She replied with an enthusiasm that was, admittedly, slightly forced. "Hammer! It's so great to see you! I'm fine, thank you... and you? How's it going?"

Open! (/takes you up on 'backdated forever')

[horrible-protag.livejournal.com]

Keep that 'really hot' thing in mind, as he flexes behind him to reach a bouquet of flowers, emphasizing his muscles quite nicely, after he breaks the hug. "I wanted to show my appreciation for this lovely get together." Did I mention the smile? Because he's got all of his toothy pearls a-showing.

"I'm- well, doing the best I can, I suppose." A sad pause, before brightening again, "But this is definitely something that will help lift everyone's spirits."