Outside Cameron's Room

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam knocks softly on the door as she stretches out her calves. "Cam? You there?"

[Late last night] South Attic - drunk!Beka and passed out!Shep

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

*by means to be edited in later and by player permission, Beka, Becky, and Anakin have managed to get Cally and Rogue to their rooms, what follows here is by player permission also*

( How Shep ended up sleeping with Beka - just sleeping )

[OOC: This room is warded against entrance by anyone who has not been admitted by Illyana, Beka, or Callisto. The thread is open to Shep, Beka, Callisto, and Illyana automatically. Anyone else who needs to or wants to come by can, but they'll have to knock and see if one of us answers the door. This will depend largely on Shep-mun, as I'm giving back NPC control as agreed now that he's 'safely' tucked into bed.]

East Attic, early that morning

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor's head was still spinning from his weekend confrontations with Piper, Paige, and Maia, and his visits to Inara and Drusilla. His emotions were bouncing wildly all over the place, but one thing seemed certain. He had to see Phoebe. Maybe that would make him get a grip. Or...make it worse.

There'd been no sign of her at school all weekend, but there'd been a single stargazer lily waiting for him at his door when he'd returned to his room Sturday night. There was no card. Was it from Phoebe? He knew stargazers were her favorite, after all. But why would she send him that?

He decided to follow one piece of advise Inara had given him and leave a message for Phoebe. If her roommates Rogue and Kitty were home he'd give it to them, or he'd just slip it under the door. Phoebe, I need to talk to you. - C.

Luckily he didn't have class until the afternoon on Mondays (not that he cared). So first the attic...and then he'd have to see if he could talk his way into the Special Collections at the library. That girl he'd met the other day, what was her name -- Janet? -- she'd said that if he was looking for something for a professor, he might be able to get access. Well, Drusilla was a professor, and he was looking for something for her. Plus he'd shimmered home to get a bribe: coffee from the Underworld. Even demons had caffeine addictions, and they required pretty strong stuff. He wasn't entirely sure what it would do to a human, however.

He headed up to the East Attic and knocked on the door.

Homecoming notice...and toast!

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

After sleeping through most of the day, Kawalsky got out of bed, wiped the drool off his face, drank a lot of water, took some asprin and headed out to find something to eat. He'd almost cut his feet on some of the debris laying around the room, but he slipped on a pair of shoes and headed out anyway, figuring he could find out what happened later.

He only managed to get toast off the Chef. There was no way in hell he was eating anything else that the Chef cooked, and he really wasn't feeling up to going into town.

He returned to the dorms, munching on his final piece of toast, and stuck a notice up on the bulletin boards.

"Wanted: two decent single guys looking for Homecoming dates for two good-looking single girls looking for Homecoming dates. Pirates, giant squids, girls dressed as guys and Dean Bristow need not apply. Contact Charlie in 239/240 to arrange a meet-up."

With that done, he headed back to 239/240 to see if any of his stuff had been trashed and to see if anyone could shed some light on the situation. He reached the door, opened it and looked around.

"Every other night? I can't sleep. Someone goes on a rampage? I snore all the way through it. Figures." He finished off his toast and looked at the mess. This was going to take a while to clean up.


[OOC: edited because I missed an important detail, like the smashing and the craziness and the sub-plot!]

Witch Delivery Express: Deliveries for Today

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Kiki stops at room #215 and knocks.

"Hello, aka_vala? I have a package for you from cameronmitchell. Could you please sign here for it? Thanks!"

She holds out a paper-wrapped package that looks a good deal like it is probably a book, and there is a note attached that reads:

Until we get to go to Sea World,

YoYo.

Campaign Materials

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

( Posters appear around the dorms )

( Poster Text )

There is a small basket of buttons beneath each of the posters, containing buttons for all of the various members of the Batsh*t Crazy party who have already put them out and one ( new one )

that can't seem to commit to a specific geometric shape.

Dorm Floral Delivery (Maia)

[jacks-roses.livejournal.com]

Delivered to room 217, attention Maia (maias_notebook).

( For Maia: )

One More Dorm Delivery (Angelus)

[jacks-roses.livejournal.com]

Delivered to room 406, attention Angelus (notsouledyet).

( For Angelus: )

Common room. Maybe. Looks like it, anyway.

[fates_jaye]

Still suffering from the aftereffects of a hangover (curse Spike and his Spikeishness anyway), Jaye is still in her pajamas, camped out in front of the TV, slumped in her seat and practically buried under blankets. Growling at nosy people will just hurt her head, so she's not going to try it. But if they try to take the remote, there will be blood.

Arg!

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

After another heated run-in with Sara, Grissom heads back to his dorm room and dashes off a quick e-mail to his mother.

To: grissom.m@venicegallery.org
From: gil.grissom@fandomhigh.com

Subject: We need to talk.

We need to have a conversation. Call me ASAP. I have the TTY installed now.


Yes, you are in trouble.

-Gil

Satisfied, he sends it and notices some leftover donut sugar in his beard. He gets up to go to the bathroom to clean up, but hears something suspicious in the hall. He opens his door and ambles outside, only to find what looks like a dollar bill in the middle of the hallway. Bending over to pick it up, as soon as he touches it a huge boot attached to a long pole swings out of the ceiling heading directly for his ass. It clocks him square in the butt and he topples over onto his face, which is still covered in confectioners sugar. He rubs his sore behind and begins swearing like a sailor and muttering about fingerprinting the boot.

Angelus and Mystique

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

[Locked to Angelus and Mystique]

Angelus sat in one of the dorm common rooms, killing time since killing anything else on school grounds tended to make Rover cranky.

He was sprawled sideways across a couch, technically facing the door but for the most part keeping his eye on his sketchbook.

Were anyone to look at said sketchbook, they'd see that he was working on a picture of Dru, albeit a younger and more innocent looking version than her current incarnation.

He might have occasionally been heard to hum in a manner that managed to be distracted, cheery, and somewhat creepifying all at the same time.

It was possible to interrupt him, but only if you were truly worth his while.

Rooftop clean-up.. beautification! [OPEN TO ALL]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Standing on the face of the alien, Parker is in the worst clothes she could find; shorts and a white t-shirt. She has a hose hooked up to a pipe on the roof, many, many buckets, many, many bottles of cleanser, about two-dozen mops and sponge-mops, foamy pink cleaning stuff, and scrub brushes.

There are cookies, drinks, and CD certificates under a clear plastic tarp in one corner without any paint. A CD player is playing music ("Better Dayz" at the moment).

She's starting with taking down the toilet paper, what there is left of it, and working her way down.

(no subject)

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

( Flyers appear in the dorms and various locations around campus... )

[ooc: Flyer text reads:

Attention!
The Fandom High Yearbook is taking on new staff

Are you...

...handy with a camera?
...good with words?
...an OCD freak?

Then come to our meeting on Tuesday, October 4.

Where: in the cafeteria
When: 6 PM - unknown

Contact Rory Gilmore for further information]

Looking around a bit nervously...

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana goes looking around in the first and second floor common rooms, trying to find Archie. She hesitates about trying his room again. She definitely was concerned that she'd almost interrupted something between him and that girl... Cally, she thinks her name is. She's not sure if what she saw means Archie's already found a homecoming date or not, but she'd hate to have him think that she just blew him off and didn't show up after detention on Saturday. She'd fretted about it all day Sunday and finally decided she at least needed to try and find him today.

Room 409 Monday Night

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots walks almost cheerfully up to his room and unlocks the door. Almost brand-new speakers were almost his.

Evening Floral Deliveries (Drusilla and Rogue)

[jacks-roses.livejournal.com]

Delivered to the Fandom High basement (well...actually the door to the basement because the deliveryman is SO NOT GOING DOWN THERE) attention Drusilla (crazyvampchick).

( For Drusilla: )

Delivered to the basement (see above) attention Drusilla (crazyvampchick).

( For Drusilla: )

Delivered to the East Attic, attention Rogue (marieann_d).

( For Rogue: )

Room 302 [closed to Hank & Veronica]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica walks up the stairs to 302 and knocks on the door.

(no subject)

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*can be heard as he stumbles/dances by, singing "All You need is Love" at the top of his lungs.*

Jayne has had more alcohol tonight then most people on any planet would consider medically or physically safe, or possible

Jayne is wearing jeans, combat boots, an ugly striped shirt in blue and white, and a green and purple bowler hat.

He is slowly making his way from the bottom of the dorms to the top, stumbling badly on the stairs*

(no subject)

[sunny-skyes.livejournal.com]

After making six attempts to figure out his biology quiz, Sora figures it's time to get out and take a walk or something to clear his mind. The conversation he'd had with Sonia about his past brought up things that he didn't really wanna think about. Though for some reason there'd been quite a few events that had made him recall those events. What was it about this place that brought up all those memories?

Heading outside and choosing a spot out on the lawn to lie down and stare up at the stars. Sora's glad to see none of them going out. He sighs as another memory of home comes into his mind remembering when he and his friends would lay on the beach and watch the stars, thinking more of the better memories; a small soft smile plays at the corners of his mouth as he fights back a laugh thinking of how they used to be; so silly, carefree and like there was nothing that would ever tear the three of them apart.

He starts to sing quietly, just a little melody that only they new, not really noticing if he looks strange laying out in the middle of the night singing to himself.

Roaming the Halls of the Dorms, On Patrol

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

[OOC: I don't get Tick out to socialize often enough. Therefore, I'm going to be doing Patrol posts as often as possible. Feel free to pull Tick aside for some wacky interaction or superheroing or whatever.]

Night. The time when villainy rears its ugly head the most often. Oh, Villainy might be wearing makeup. It may have gotten a face lift. It may even be wearing a mask. BUT YOU CANNOT BOTOX AWAY THE AGE LINES OF EVIL!

A passerby looked at Tick funny when he thought that. Tick wondered why he got that look before continuing his patrol.

[OOC EDIT: Tick is currently chasing the blond child in another thread.]

the room of Draco & Johnny [locked to Draco, Johnny, and Angelus]

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

*Jonathan left the door open for Angelus to arrive. He was working on a new campaign poster. He wished that he had nominated himself for office earlier, rather than run for write-in. But at least he didn't have to debate.*

(no subject)

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*passes out on the roof of the school, and if anybody comes up, will be found snoring loudly, and drooling, laying on his back*

On the way back from the failed and very damp cleanup.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory hops the last few steps down to her floor, and grabs onto Logan's arm when she starts to slide a little.

"Stupid wet shoes," she says, grinning ruefully.

5th Floor Lounge

[lizzy-turner.livejournal.com]

*Elizabeth had been working on her Languages of Europe project for three hours straight that day for no other reason than so that she didn't have to think of other minor details in her life. She was reading a book on the couch of the fifth floor lounge, when sleepiness started to kick in and she started to fall asleep.

She thought a simple nap couldn't hurt, but she soon found herself in a nightmare unlike any she had had before. She awoke with a fright and shot up quickly, gathering her stuff which was scattered across the lounge*

(no subject)

[pure-blooddraco.livejournal.com]

Draco, feeling more sociable than usual decides to spend some time in the common room. He lights a fire in the fireplace (with his wand of course) and sprawls out on the couch with a book.