Appearing in the Dorms late overnight

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

The poster appears everywhere that election posters are hung (except for certain vampire's closets)

( Read more... )

2nd floor common room, evening

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron's in the common room. It might appear as if he's just watching the Cartoon Network while in fact he's making notes. Apparently thanks to professor Tick, cartoons are now great study material for Criminal Justice classes. There's a bunch of homemade chocolate cakes on the table, but he doesn't seem to be touching them.

All around the dorms:

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Remembering that he probably should put more posters up if he wants people to know that he's running for Student Council, Bridge puts the following posters up:

( Read more... )

Why take a Risk?
Bridge Carson
Isabel Evans
&
Peter Parker
for
Sophomore Representatives

and:

VOTE BRIDGE
SOPHOMORE CLASS REP
He's not afraid to get dirty to get the job done

Campaign Posters

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe had gone and taken down all of the Gremlin Huntress Posters as it had been the wrong thing to do in the first place. If Grams could see them, she would be so ashamed of her.

By morning, all of the following posters hung in every stairwell in the school:

( Friday Posters )

Friday Morning/Afternoon - Throughout the Dorms...

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor didn't have anything better to do after Math, so he decided to finally make some campaign posters for the freshman elections:


Vote Victor Borkowski
Freshman Representative

He's A Leap Ahead Of The Rest!


and:


Victor Borkowski
Freshman Representative

A Vote For Victor Is A Vote For Twinkies


and (just for laughs):


He's lean, he's green, and he's horny!

Vote Victor Borkowski
Freshman Representative


[ooc: Sorry I don't have any picture posters. Long story short, it's hard to make them available]

Secret Sibling Deliveries

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Room 326, for ( Lyta Alexander: )

********

Room 406, for ( Isabel Evans: )

Witch Delivery Express Deliveries

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

A delivery for ( Chiana: )

Dorms - Friday Morning - Way Damn Early - More Frosh Rep Posters

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

( You see a poster here )

Vote Pip AND Pippi
It's easier that way
And they'll keep an
eye out for your interests

this is a paid public message from the eyepatch party

Friday Morning: Around the Dorms

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair started out, putting posters up around the dorms and carrying a copy of the petetion. He had the entire day off of school and he was fully intending to talk to as many people as he could about the gremlin rights problem.

He had seen the new gremlin prevention poster and now carried a stick with a sock tied to the end of it in addition to the two twinkie wrappers that he had tied to his hoodie. Just because he promoted gremlin rights, didn't mean that he wanted to get bitten.

( Hanging up the following posters )

Blair stepped back and grinned. Picking up his sock-stick, he headed out to find people to sign the petition.



[ooc: wanna sign? wanna laugh at sock-stick boy? wanna argue?]

Rooms 239/240: Moving Day [After Classes]

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Even though Marty was given an invitation to move into Room 239/240 by Jack on Sunday, it wasn't until today that Marty finally found the time to pack up his belongings and start the migration to his new digs down the hall.

Sure... Some people would say he was crazy to give up a single but Marty couldn't resist the opportunity to figure out what those Colorado Refugees were trying to hide from the rest of the school.

Marty picked up his first box and looked over to Camilla.

"C'mon girl. Let's go meet our new roomies."

So together Marty and his pet chicken started the migration down the hallway.

[Open to all to want to help Marty move... and the unsuspecting residents of 239/240 of course]

Gym, after lunch and before 6th period

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Given that neither Walter nor Pippi have much dance experience, they've decided to share what they know with each other.

"The jitterbug takes some space to do properly, so let's try it in here."

[ooc: if anybody wants to show the boy from the 40s and the world's strongest girl how to dance, feel free. the gym's open for other uses, of course. Unless we're dancing on top of the decorating committee, of course.]

First Floor Lobby, Friday Afternoon

[agent-principal.livejournal.com]

Three men in grey-brown jumpsuits and rather bulky backpacks walk in through the main doors of the dorm building.

"The experts have arrived!" Venkman announces, looking around the lobby.

"Venkman? I really don't think that shouting is going to get the little green buggers to come out of their hiding places." Ray says, sticking a cigarette in his mouth.

"I concur," Egon adds. "Their behaviour usually is to avoid extreme ruckus unless they sense weakness or food."

"Food?" Venkman asks. "So all we gotta do is order some pizza, leave it out, and they'll come like rats to mousetrap?"

"This is a high school. We leave pizza out, and the kids are gonna scarf it all down before I can way before any gremlins poke their ugly noses out." Ray responds.

"Well, that's definitely a set back. Specially if we proton pack any of the student body, right? I don't think our insurance covers that." Venkman deadpans.

"We don't have insurance any more." Egon replies.

"Right, right." Venkman scratches his chin. "Hey, tell you what. You two can go to the basement, I'm gonna go explore the school and see if there's any women trouble up there." He pats Ray and Egon on the shoulder. "I trust your expertise to handle this."

"Right, thanks." Ray says, raising an eyebrow.

"I knew you guys would be proud." Venkman says, already on his way out the door.

"He's going to try to get laid." Egon says, powering up his proton pack.

"That's Venkman for you." Ray says, powering up his own. "To the basement!"

More posters

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Thankfully, these ones are without bad poetry.

( Vote Alanna for Junior Rep )

There's a plate of cookies perched beneath posters that have somewhere where you can put a plate of cookies near by.

Posters - All over the dorms

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Appearing around the dorms after sixth period but before dance.

Text:
Bake
Smith
a Pie!

Where?
3rd floor common room

When?
sunday evening
6:00 pm

Why?
Because sucking up rarely hurts?

to show our principal
some appreciation

bring your favorite pie recipe
(snickerdoodles optional)

( Poster )

Dorm Basement, Friday the 13th Evening

[agent-principal.livejournal.com]

The Ghost Gremlin Busters have succeeded.

"You know, the Proton packs really weren't such a good idea." Ray says, wiping the sweat from his brow.

"I concur," Egon says, brushing charred bits of gremlin off his jumpsuit. "But it seems to have worked."

"Using the twinkies to lure them out was a great idea." Ray adds.

"Yeah, brilliant. You two called me away from a beautiful woman to come join the barbecue, alright?" Venkman grumbles. "So drinks are on you. It's Milla Time!"

"Yeah, can you really believe they paid us in advance? We're set for at least three months, maybe even four if we budge properly." Ray smiles.

"If we lower our Chinese Take-Away intake, we might even get five." Egon grins and nods.

"Great thinking!" Ray shouts, and high-fives Egon.

"You two kill me. And I mean that in the you make my heart stop and fail to continue beating sort of way." Venkman snarks, lighting up a cigarette. "So, what do we do with the flash-fried gremlin legs?"

"I say... dump 'em in the pool?" Ray shrugs. "You shoulda seen the readings we got from there. It was disturbing."

"Yes, a few gremlin corpses in the water won't hurt. I think." Egon says, scratching his chin. "But then again, it is closed for repairs and cleaning anyway."

"Kill our bird with their stone." Venkman looks suitably impressed. "Good plan. Alright boys, lets dump these suckers."

And they begin to do just that.

[ooc: Do you REALLY want to talk to them? Here's your chance. Just remember this would be -during- the dance.]

Every Floor:: Every Bulletin Board

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia hurried along the hallway yanking every poster she could find of Phoebe, Bel had just called Phoebe was hurt. Grabbing the last poster she headed as fast as she could to the the clinic

4th Floor Common Room Kitchen (1/13, Afternoon)

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

After a long lie-in and some time spent working on her Biology homework Mac leaves her room at about midday with a box of ingredients, attempting not to spill anything on the way. As she doesn't have any classes today, she's decided that confectionary production is the way to go. She's set up camp in the kitchen on the 4th floor and is making vegan oatmeal cookies.

[OOC: Seeing as I can't get her to the dance tonight, this is the days socialising. Come, make weird cookies!]

The Roof - Friday Night.

[fh_jackass]

Logan pushed open the door and peered out. "It's safe," he said. "Not raining." He held the door open for Cordelia, then spread the blankets he'd grabbed from the sixth floor common room (where he'd stashed them earlier) out on a clear spot and sat down.

Secret Sibling Deliveries

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Room 232, For ( Jessica Tate: )

*******

After that one, Kiki can be seen wheeling ( this )

down the hallway and stopping at the door to Yuffie's room.

Late Friday Night: Outside Command Center

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair yawned and stretched widely. He felt much better after his nap, and he was going to attribute that sleeping and not the tylenol that he had taken on Dr. Wilson's orders. He wiggled his toes and looked over to see if Broots was awake...only to see a wall where Broots should have been.

"Wha?" Blair jerked up and looked around. The posters that he had placed around started to slide and he watched as several 'gremlin rights' flyers slid into the command center. Everything clicked and Blair peeked behind him into the command center, trying to gauge whether sleeping in hallways was more of punishable offense than a sit-in. Blair checked his watch and groaned. It was late and he wondered if the exterminators had come yet, if it was already too late to save the gremlins.

Blair stood with his backpack and looked at the materials around him, the posters and the flyers, the copies of the petition, the sock-stick and the twinkie wrappers that had fallen off his clothes. It seemed like so little, so little to help save lives. With a sigh, he gathered up everything and walked slowly back to the dorms, stopping briefly at Principal Smith's office to slide the petition under his door. He wasn't sure if it was too late or not, but those who signed deserved to have their voices heard.

He headed up to his dorm room, his sock-stick dragging behind him. Even though he had just spent quite a bit of time doing so, the only thing that Blair wanted right now was sleep.

Friday night, late

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

As a result of a semi-drunken truth or dare game, Han is now carrying a passed-out Shep over his left shoulder, has his right arm around Lana's waist and is singing the Corellian Planetary Anthem in Old High Corellian at the top of his lungs as they head to room 402.


[[ooc: open to anyone who wants to help or mock]]