Thursday, March 8th, 2007

[identity profile] krycek-rat.livejournal.com
Krycek had woken up with breasts. That, according to all the varied shrieks and high-pitched yelling he'd been hearing all morning, was apparently par for the course today.

After a morning of figuring out what exactly lay where, Krycek had found an older shirt of Jake's that had been jammed in a corner of the closet and fit reasonably well and belted a pair of jeans as tightly as possible around his waist, then walked barefoot out to the CR to make some waffles. Rummaging in the fridge gave him a wide array of toppings to put out for whomever wanted to join in.

For some reason, Krycek wanted chocolate syrup on his. Fandom was really really weird today.

[ooc: up for a few hours, so who wants waffles?]
[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com
Irulan sat on a couch and watched the rain, fascinated because of the rigid climate control on Kaitain she had never seen rain, snow  or sleet. She nursed a cup of hot chocolate, she added Melange to the chocolate drink, the cinammon smelling drug tasted wonderful with the chocolate.

(open for Lobby needs!)
sneerkite: (girlpike?)
[personal profile] sneerkite
This was not the sort of chaos that Steerpike had been expecting the rain to bring.

She was currently sulking in the common room, since curiosity to see what havok this odd change would wreak had over come any desire for solitude.

At least, she thought, she had turned into a pretty girl.

[ooc: open!]
[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com
Ladies! Donate your clothes to the man-girls! We'd do the same for you!


Dick (in a school girl's uniform) was sitting in a chair by a cardboard box, looking at herself in a hand-held mirror. Blair was sitting next to her, looking bouncy as usual. Only with more bounce because of the new female assets.


((What it says. Don't you want your boys to look their best? Blair modded with permission))
[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com
Sometimes? Pip is just kind of oblivious.

Take, for example, today, where he completely failed to notice the fact that a lot of his male classmates had become female.

Now, this isn't to say that he hadn't noticed the increase girl/guy ratio, and had indeed noted more than one girl he hadn't seen before as being "really hot", but he had yet to put two and two together.

So there he was, cheerfully going through his daily workout, oblivious to the truth, and content in his ignorance.


Someone should really go and break him out of that.

[[Gym's open. Please break his mind. Pleeaaaaase?]]
[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com
Henry was playing his violin again. He'd mistakenly bought some modern sheet music, Shostakovich. The piece featured terribly dissonant chords, and a generally unpleasant effect. To its merit, the piece was wonderfully technical, and Henry's fingers played it with a certain polish.
But that didn't stop it from sounding really ugly.

[ooc: Unless your character’s a masochist like Henry, feel free to have them yell at him. Roof remains ever open.]

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