Sunday, June 24th, 2007

[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com
Today's flag football practice found Willow in the gym. She had a clipboard, a blue gremlins cap, a whistle, and a terrifyingly eager expression.

"Hi everybody!" she said. "John's running late so he asked me to take care of organizing today's practice. So Gold Team, you have to listen to me even though technically you are not my people. Anybody trying to get around that will get reported to John who will then kick you in the shin. Or something else. I don't know what John normally does to keep you in line but whatever it is he'll do it! Plus you will feel the wrath of my stern expressions and my Blue Team can tell you that that is a fate worse than a fate worse than death. So there.

"Anyway on to the details of practice )

Willow then unveiled some Tupperwares that she'd brought with her. "And anybody who does a good job will get a cookie. Even Gold Team members though they are naturally at a disadvantage by not being as awesome as Blue."

Willow them beamed proudly and made shooing motions to encourage everyone to get to practicing.

[ooc: OCD a-coming up! Practice away!]
[identity profile] fantastic-torch.livejournal.com
"Dude, I did something really stupid today," he said, talking into his cell phone.

"I kissed her. Just like that. Maaan!" Pause. "What?" Pause. "Well, yeah, she's hot." Johnny grinned. "Petite, blonde, perfect sized..." Johnny conversed with Reed for ten more minutes before he clicked his cell closed and shoved it in his pocket.

Walking over to the edge he looked down over the lawn and shoved his hands in his back pockets. Dick was going to kill him.

Or he could try.

"Maaan!"

(open like a roof!)
[identity profile] im-afrog.livejournal.com
Adam was feeling a bit tired when he made his way into the common room. He made himself a bowl of popcorn and turned on the television, looking for nothing in particular.

Which was why he was now staring at the television in what looked to be a mix of horror and genuine surprise. Adam really didn't know what to make of what he was seeing. "Abaranger?"

Yep, the boy was stunned and now wide awake.

[OOC: So very very open!]
[identity profile] abhorsentobe.livejournal.com
Sabriel had made herself a cup of tea (and was a little proud over managing to hit the right buttons on the water heater), and found a book someone had left by someone named Angelica Demesnes. She'd only intended to read a little to see what romance books were like here, but by the fifth page she was deeply absorbed. Barjossakin was so dashing!


ooc: common room open like an open common room.
[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com
Aravis had been out for an evening walk, and had finally settled in a common room a floor down from her usual one.

She'd begun flipping through the channels, and settled on something that made her eyes go huge. She wasn't entirely certain why the very large car things were trying to kill the smaller cars (or if you could "kill" cars, really, but they were certainly crushing them well) or why the crowds were cheering.

And sadly no matter how much she wanted to change it, she couldn't tear her eyes away.

[I blame [livejournal.com profile] ambassadorinara for the fact that yes, Aravis is watching monster trucks. open!]

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