Friday, February 12th, 2010

[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com
It was the first meeting of the frat for the new semester! Hannibal, as you might have expected, was pretty excited about this. Arthur, less so, but that was Arthur for you. Hannibal would pay cash money to anyone who got pictorial evidence of Arthur in glee mode. CASH MONEY.

Naturally, there was food. Burgers, to be precise. And a TV (although Arthur didn't find that particularly natural). And other... things that you found in a rec room.

"Good afternoon," Arthur started, a little looser than his reserve introductions (but only a little). "I'd like to welcome you all back to the Fandom fraternity, Kappa Kappa Gremlin. Today is a day for introductions, of course. Next week we'll resume our work in the vein of last semester. Let us know if you've got any ideas. We're looking at a schedule full of sports..."

"Seriously, don't be shy about suggesting something," Hannibal echoed his co-leader. CO-LEADER. "We're looking at mixing things up, even if we can't do Twister again." That was sad. Sad sad sad. Though, Hannibal figured he could find something just as inane and embarrassing to do on his week to lead the frat.

"So, yeah, let's get with the introductions," Hannibal continued, clasping his hands together. "Name, age, year and let's go with the most macho thing you've ever done. Come on, cough it up. We wanna hear it. And feel free to eat the snacks and bum around the rec room. It's what we're here for."
[identity profile] tasenburn.livejournal.com
Elle with no classes meant an Elle actually spending time in her own common room for once!

Unfortunately, this didn't mean she had any idea what she actually wanted to do. So she was bouncing between rummaging in the kitchen, sitting in a chair to read a book, and sprawling on a couch with the TV remote.

This plan clearly needed more work. But! It meant she wasn't hermiting away in her room for once. So, y'know, kind of a win.

[Open as common rooms are.]
thatsamilkshake: (baked goods)
[personal profile] thatsamilkshake
In the lobby (because it's cold out there) but out of the way of the ticket-sales, there was an entire table full of pink-frosted valentine cupcakes and a girl with pink frosting on her nose, but those two facts were utterly unconnected.

Really.

[OOC: Open! Nomnomnom.]
[identity profile] bigbadgunn.livejournal.com
Through the course of his search through the dorms, Gunn had discovered a gremlin nest in one of the boiler rooms of the dorm. Being the civic minded guy he is, he had promptly put up noticed regarding a Gremlin hunt throughout the hallways of the dorm giving a time and place to meet.

And so Gunn sat at the bottom of the steps near the hallway leading into the basement.

If only he knew that some Gremlins could read.


[OCD IS UP! ETA: Apologies to those I've dropped threads with. Minor work emergencies has kept me occupied.]
intraspective: (dorktastic)
[personal profile] intraspective
There was the whole Valentine's dance thing that Ino hadn't decided on yet (also, she didn't have a date, but whatever—you didn't need a date for socializing and dance, pffft) and the whole Spring Break vacation thing that she hadn't yet decided if she was going to go on that either.

(Part of her wanted to. Another part of her was hoping that, if she stuck around and made enough phone calls home along the lines of 'I have a week off! Please give me work!' that she'd eventually get a mission of her very own rather than having to mooch off other people.)

All of that, and the fact that she'd had two days of doing nothing but studying and the like, was the reason Ino was sprawled out on a couch now, with a bag of M&Ms that she could totally be persuaded to share, and flicking through a gardening catalogue. It was cold outside now, sure, but spring had to come eventually, right? And that meant flowers. All different kinds of flowers!

The tiny little fact that the couch she was making herself comfy on wasn't anywhere near her floor's common room really didn't bother her much. Why on earth would she limit herself to one floor?

[Ooopen as a common room is!]
lovemykilt: (kilted)
[personal profile] lovemykilt
Okay, so Priestly was totally just wandering through common rooms to look for a snack. But someone had left the TV on and he stopped in the middle of the room, entranced.

There were punks on the screen. Tap dancing. With violins. Wearing torn up kilts with combat boots.

And holy crap, their shoes were throwing sparks.

This was the kind of sporty showmanship he could get behind.

[ooc: as [livejournal.com profile] just_add_starch said, I had to. Post is open. Migrated since I didn't spot that other common room post earlier. . . .]

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