1st Floor Lobby- All Day (save for second period)

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

Annie had the very first shift in selling tickets this week, and she was manning the table today like nothing had happened over the last week or that radio had painted her as a vacation-ruiner. This was StuCo. Her personal life did not get to mess with that, thank you. She had tickets, and appropriate change, and of course there was the voting box for people to nominate their choices for homecoming court.

HOMECOMING 2011
BUY YOUR TICKETS HERE!!

Of course the sign was glittery. Expect no less.

Kappa Kappa Gremlin, First Floor Rec Room, After Classes

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Sometimes, even wacky fraternity meetings had to be at least a little sedate. Or, at least, that was the logic of the two leaders today after surviving a week of semester break abroad.

Newfoundland totally counted as 'abroad.'

"Hey, guys," Warren greeted, nodding at the group as they settled in. "I hope you all had a great vacation, and I promise I won't judge you if you ended up kissing any fish or anything." Like he had. "Today, we're going to just take it easy with video games and pizza while we get back into the swing of classes and the weirdness of the island, and all of that good stuff."

He waved toward a large selection of Nintendo controllers. As if people were going to have to do silly things like 'wait their turn' on his watch.

Tony was just going to give Warren a look for kissing fish. Just so you know, Warren. “So, everyone just kick back and enjoy playing Swarthy Italian Plumber Car. Don’t throw the controllers at the TV, it won’t help you.” A beat. “Or at the other people playing. That also won’t help.”

First Floor Rec Room, Monday Late Afternoon

[dollpocalypse]

Topher did not have a clue why anyone might not enjoy video games. In fact, with the exception of a brief window during which the frat meeting had taken place here (which had consisted of playing more video games), he had been playing one in the rec room all day. Loudly.

Compared to his usual shoot-at-zombies game, this one was actually a bit more complex. He had to strategize. And hide from things. And... shoot at stuff. But only on occasion!

He was really good at it, too. The only thing that might present more of a challenge would be if he had someone else to play against.

"Yesssssss!" he yelled after a victorious shoot-out against the game-generated opposing side. Then -- "Wha? No! Don't go over there! No no no no no no no!"

[[Expecting one opponent, but open for all!]]

1st Floor Lobby- All Day

[iwishiwasbig.livejournal.com]

Last time Dave was down here with a table, he had free jam as a way of selling himself (not like a prostitute). Today he had tickets to sell for Homecoming. But that wasn't the only difference between now and then. Now the sign he had with him had a whole lot of glitter.

HOMECOMING 2011
BUY YOUR TICKETS HERE!!

And that meant he would have some glitter on him for weeks. At least it made him appear more festive.

And also there was, of course, the box for voting for Homecoming Court. It had been there the whole time. Really.

[OOC: Up early because I would forget it if I had to put it up in the morning.]