A Return to 'Normal'

[fh-anonymous.livejournal.com]

By morning, the temperatures have returned to normal and the weather once again agrees with the reports coming from the mainland. About the only thing thing that people might find unusual is the fact that most of the snow that has fallen over the past few days is gone. There is still an inch or two on the ground, but not enough to keep people inside.

Another thing that has returned to normal is the power for Fandom Town. At around 9 in the morning all of the light come back on. Residents should have no problems returning home on Sunday morning.

Outside near the dorms (around the back)

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

After fighting a snowman in detention, Kawalsky had taken the snowman's carrot-stick nose. He'd put it in his pocket while taking Anders to get medical attention. But now, he was a little peckish. He decided to munch on the former-nose-carrot while heading to the dorms to look for Cally and Liz.

It didn't take long for the carrot to take its effect.

Kawalsky's eyes glazed over and he found himself becoming...drifty. The kind of drifty that came after a few drinks. This sensation lasted a few long moments, then everything became crystal clear in an instant.

There, in the snow, Kawalsky started to build a snowman. The army had to succeed in its attack on the school, and the only way he could help was to build more soldiers. He worked quickly, and funnily enough the other snowmen didn't bother him. It was as if they could tell he was now their minion.


[OOC: They warned you not to eat the carrot nose, didn't they? Yes, Kawalsky ate one and is now a loyal minion of the snow monsters. If you've been stupid enough to do the same, feel free to join him. He'll be here all day if he can help it.]

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[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John looks at the damage in the lobby entrance from last night's tree.

Where's that short alchemist when ya need 'im?

Smith's Dorm Tower, Sunday Noon-ish

[agent-principal.livejournal.com]

The phone rings.

But the phone never rings. So Smith eyes it, before pulling out his earpiece, lifting the receiver, and holding it to his ear.

"Who is this?" he asks, and the reply comes.

"What do you want?" he asks, and the other party responds.

"Why do you think I care?" Smith demands, and he reacts none-to-kindly to the answer.

"I hope you die in a fire," He says, and hangs up the phone. He pops his neck, puts his earpiece back in, and walks over to his dresser. He sets down his set of room and building keys, and writes a note, which he sticks under the keys. He then steps out the front door of the tower, sighs mightily, and leaves a very startled looking random citizen of Fandom on the doorstep, where Smith had been mere moments before.

The Principal was out.

[ooc: Smith has been put onto forced sabbatical until I can stand to play the character again because of his gross negligence in school safety and sexual harassment of students in public announcements. Don't worry, the school will not be headless, and Smith isn't gone forever. A substitute is on their way from the mainland, and shall arrive tommorow. Some people already know, so pointing out stickittotheme won't exactly ruin most peoples' surprise...]

2nd Floor Janitor's Closet* - Morning

[soldtoarmenians]

{* OOC: Shut up. *waves hands*}
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Xander woke to the thunk of his head against a shelf and the alarming rattling of a couple of paint-cans above him. He caught the one that rolled off, luckily in his hand and not on his already smarting head, though this caused him to drop the extension cords he'd apparently been clutching all night, even in his sleep.

'Cause that had been a good plan. Don't hit Quinn's room first to see if the only person on campus who probably owned more hair care products than Angel happened to have a cordless hairdryer that he could aim at the snow monsters if they made it as far in as the Common Room. No, stop off at the janitor's closet on the way, looking for extension cords for the regular kind of dryer, and... *click* As the door locked behind him.

Now, hours and hours later, he peered down at the crack of light visible from the hallway. No sounds out there, and no shadows, so maybe it was safe to try slamming his way out again, without somebody seeing him and Xander having to explain exactly how he'd managed to miss most of the battle and spend the entire night in the dark, with a mop and some extra air-duct filters for company?

Xander set the paint can down at his feet, and banged his shoulder hard against the door.

Ow.

Second Floor Common Room, Sunday (Late Morning to Afternoon)

[swerval_zero]

Zero shuffles into the common room, dressed in sweatpants and a hoodie and wrapped in a blanket, and flops down on one of the new couches. When she turns on the TV, it announces cheerfully, "And next on Antique Rock Television, don't miss the reairing of our very special two hour Fame 'n Shame, Dirk Hopeless and Nikki Savage: From DIY to PTA! With Lance Smith!"

"No," Zero says. "No, oh no. Oh squall no." She scrambles for the remote, finally finding it. But something is wrong. The universe hates her. Because it won't change the channel. She tries to turn the TV off. That won't happen, either.

Zero buries her head under a convenient pillow. "No."

( What did she ever do to deserve this? )

((At this point in the broadcast, Zero ran out. What happened next on the show? Who knows. The show will be beginning shortly. Come on in! OCD threads will be up shortly.))

Afternoon: Out in front of the dorms. Yeah, in the snow.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

After her chat with Walter that morning. Pippi decided that a "victory dance", was exactly what she needed.

So she was out in what remained of the snow that nearly killed everybody. Making snow angels, and snow forts, and generally having a ball.


[[ooc: yeah, I'm afk for a while and responses will be spotty. But feel free to boggle at the freak, become offended, or join in. It's catharsis!

In the Gym: Later Sunday after everyone's gone home

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana makes her way to the gym, checking first to make sure that all of the townies have headed home. She stretches out well, then proceeds to punch and kick the hell out of the standing bag.


[Feel free to come in and join her or interrupt or simply use the gym for your own purposes.]

Third floor common room, Sunday after 11:00am

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter came in with an electric blanket, a heating pad, a teapot, tea, and schoolbooks stacked in his arms. Pup trotted closely at his heels while he set up the blanket on the couch, plugged in the heating pad for the clingy hellpuppy, and put on hot water for tea.

It was a good day to get some studying done, watch mindless TV, drink hot tea, and generally be happy to not have been killed by animated snow the day before.

[ooc: open for all.]

Room 234/236 - afternoon

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

The sun finally crept close enough to hit Jarod, where he was still sleeping in Parker's armchair in her room.

It was 1pm.


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Deliveries! (Sunday Afternoon)

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

To ( Sam Carter, Daniel Jackson and Sharon Valerii: )

*******

Secret Sibling Delivery:

To Room 507, for ( Nadia Santos: )

Second Floor Common Room [Night]

[mrs-tate.livejournal.com]

Jessica waltzes into the 2nd floor common room wearing her light blue nightgown with white lace trim and slippers, carrying a romance novel in one hand and a cup of tea in the other, and takes a seat on one of the couches. Although she is of course in a good mood, and it shows, a tad of concern shows through. Mostly she is just worried about those she hasn’t heard from since the snow monster attacks. "They are probably just fine," she tells herself, as she smiles to herself. She sets the tea down, opens the book, and as she reads starts to laugh.

[ooc – Jessica’s not terribly involved in her romance novel really, so you can say hi, or use post for all your 2nd floor common room needs :)]