No Good Happens Here: Haunts, Hangouts and Other Locales

[Bart Fitzroy]

This thread compiles the various locations our intrepid weirdos inhabit.

[Bart Fitzroy]

Fitzroy's Junkyard, Auto Repair and Cab Company, Seaside

While some might raise a brow at seeing how 'lucky' they might be on finding a ratty old gas station on a large plot of uneven, unworkable land, Bart ****in' Fitzroy has turned it into a cash cow... or rather a 'cash goat,' for scale. Far enough from the beach to keep away the sand and salt, Fitzroy's Junkyard seems like a modest little venture. The station's exterior maintains its beachy colors of coral and seafoam, while the windows to the offices and dispatch made from the gutted retail space bear curtains of bright, tropical floral prints that rotate through the seasons. Various shades of surf music burbles from an old radio near the front desk, and vending machines dispense soft drinks and snacks that almost remind visitors of something from their past, but never quite make it. It tends to smell a touch 'hippie-fied,' incense and cannabis joining smells of burnt oil and axle grease. Perhaps from some quirk of construction, or some other, less definable means, the garage is quiet to all but those inside, where acid jazz and psychedelic funk combine with the clangs and whirrs of automotive maintenance and repair.

The junkyard itself seems a modest affair from the outside, yet on gaining admittance past the daunting chain-link fence 'guarded' by a slobbery Tibetan Mastiff/Irish Setter mix named Ruby, its contents seem to sprawl into a maze of machinery from across time and space in varied states of disrepair. Crumpled starfighters sit next to paisley-painted school buses on cinder blocks, and engines of all stripes, from biodiesel, to steam, to Nuclear Fission, sit beneath the cars' hoods.

Right next door is the dispatch for the Fitzroy Cab Company, which is little more than a lengthy car port and a tiny self-contained office. The fleet is as much a hodgepodge as the rest of the operations, each cab cobbled together, modified and outfitted from the junkyard itself and painted a warm orange-yellow. Passengers who opt to take the scenic route often get their money's worth, catching sights and hidden gems that so often go unnoticed in the daily grind around RhyDin, even for Seaside natives.

[Betty Liski]

Tilly's II in Seaside

Located a skip and a jump from the Hotel Ritz and open 24/7, Tilly's II in Seaside carries a greasy-spoon, Americana charm paired with a splash of inter-universal flair. The waitstaff, decked out in mustard yellow and burnt orange, range from sitting and talking in booths with guests to silently and warily refilling coffee for less-outgoing patrons. One corner booth always tends to be full, usually by an elderly woman reading a monstrous stack of newspapers over the course of the night, or a Strikingly Nondescript Businessman mumbling into a tape recorder while chainsmoking and guzzling down pot after pot of coffee black as pitch.

Over the past few years, Tilly's II has become famous for its Specials, representing cultures and cuisines from across the multiverse. Banh mi and injera share space with Dwarven Vole Stew and wyvern skewers, and a 'secret menu' creeps in for those who have the eyes and the minds to see them during regular hours.

The night shift at Tilly's II is a lonely one, normally staffed with only a pair of servers. While sometimes a dangerous prospect, Tilly's II's proximity to the Ritz's relative wealth tends to keep it safe, if in a secondhand fashion.

[Betty Liski]

Hot Betty's Wake & Bakery Edibles

While the business was named by its primary investor, and the vehicle furnished thanks to Fitroy's Auto Repair, Hot Betty's Wake & Bakery was Ms. Liski's own brainchild after using her "particular" baking expertise for gifts and trade. While the Wake & Bakery carries a carefully curated array of edibles both on-request and cu[rated by strand and flavor profile, it also has a standard array of mini-pies, brownies, lemon squares, and Betty's famous "Effin' Pirazhki.

The Wake & Bakery's interior is just a liiiiiiittle bit bigger on the inside, maybe. Enough that Betty has a few ovens, a stove, a three-sink setup for dishes, an espresso machine, an auto-drip brewer, and so on, and so forth... you get the idea. There's a staircase somewhere back there. While the Bakery certainly has character, between the twitchy radio and the often-changing interior, it is not animate, and no longer chanting in Old High Germanic and leaking ectoplasm!

Currently, the Bakery parks in a rotation between Seaside Plaza, Old Market, Dragon's Gate, and the Dockside Medical Center, where it fulfills prescriptions for chemotherapy patients and others in need of CBD and cannabinoid edibles, as well as baked goods and coffee for staff.

[Betty Liski]

(Even More) Dangerous Duds, Seaside

Finally re-opened in Seaside, (Even More) Dangerous Duds now has an actual storefront! Stocked with the finest fashions at bargain prices, Dangerous Duds has expanded its inventory, with a Whole New Organizational System Each Week! Got too much fashion for your shelf space? Dangerous Duds'll buy up your gently-loved, gently-used clothing at A Price! The store closes for about four hours (4-8 am), during which time Miss Fig, the store's owner, replenishes its stock.

Miss Fig