Disturbance in 213

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

FRAK!

::out of the door of 213 flies a flaming metal object. It thumps against the wall, bounces to the ground, and spins a little, smoking heavily::

Motherfrakker!

::Cally runs out of her room, with a blanket, and begins smothering the flaming object, putting out the flames::

I can't believe this... not another one.

::She picks up and holds the blanket, revealing that the formerly flaming object is yet another dead toaster, the next victim of the Toaster Killer::

Frak! All I wanted was some frakking toast!

Comments

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

*cough cough* *knocks on the door* Are you ok in there??

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::coughs a little::

Yeah. I think we're gonna be okay.

But the toaster is definitely dead. ::frown::

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Whoa whoa whoa! Toaster problems? How about just toasting it in an oven? Safer and OMG, no shiny red light of doooom...

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

...You've got an oven in your room?

Emo Pilot Boy gets an oven? Aren't they afraid when Kara rejects him he'll just shove his head inside and say goodbye cruel world?!

::raises an eyebrow::

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

....there's one down the hall?

OMG, I would choose a far more fun way to die, h0r!

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::a little dumbfounded::

Oh.

Guess I should've asked about that.

You use it often? Or are you too busy moping after Crichton, erm, Kara to care?

((ooc: oops. wrong account on the first try -.-))

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

Is that *smoke*?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::blinks::

Yeah.

Hopefully I'm just lucky and it didn't set anything off.

That, or there's no sprinkler system, and if there's ever a fire, we're all going to die.

...I hope I'm just lucky. ::concerned look::

[joan-not-jane.livejournal.com]

... What is your issues with toasters, anyway? Are they trying to kill you or something? Or are they just trying to commit suicide to get away from you, because you're so set on killing them?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

I wish I could explain... it's not even like I treat them poorly, or put forks in them, or anything. I just press down, and the things meltdown, explode, just plain die on me.

::scrunches face::

And I really like toast, too.

And I am so not out to kill all the toasters... maybe.

[snowfire.livejournal.com]

Wow. That sounds sort of evil. Have you been using evil toasters?

Tell you what. Next time you want toast, I'll make it for you so you don't inevitably end up blowing up our room somehow by killing them so you don't have to deal with them pissing you off.

[joan-not-jane.livejournal.com]

(ooc - and that was me totally using the wrong log-in name. *headdesk*)

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

That sounds like a good idea. I definitely could use a little less stress around here. I'll let you know, okay?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

You alright, Cally? Want to use Sparky's toaster?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

You know, I don't think he'd be real happy with that. After I broke my third, he made me promise I wouldn't touch his. But never made me promise about not touching him.

And I really don't want to make my Quantum Physics study buddy angry with me.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

I can do it for you?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::smiles::

Thanks Cam, that'd be nice, but uhhh... my roomie already offered. For the sake of convenience, I'll probably let her...

Unless you really want to make toast for me? ::looks up, longingly into his eyes, maybe he isn't so bad for a wannabe-pilot::

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Oh no, that's cool. It's probably easier for you to have to not move across the hall to get toast. But if you want to have toast and she isn't around... *smiles at her and shrugs*

*remains a clueless teenager omg*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Okay. ::Sigh::

That'll be a good plan. ::nods her head::

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*grins* Cool. Sparky, btw, has some excellent jams.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Of course he does

Erm, really? I can't say I've ever had the chance for a sleepover with him...

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*smirks* No? Maybe we should see if we can arrange something.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::blinks::

Er, yeah. That'd be nice, I guess. Studying, and making sure Sparky doesn't blow himself up. Yeah.

::awkward pause, decides to send the awkwardness another direction::

So, what's this about a club you're forming?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*quietly freaks and wonders if anyone knows what is behind it*

It's er... the Male Fans of Celine Dion. It's for people who appreciate her music and are scared to admit it. *nods gingerly*

[julian-lawless.livejournal.com]

Next time just tap on the door and ask, I'll shoot the bloody toaster for you. Much less fuss.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

but shooting toasters is MY schtick

Thanks for the offer, but... ::makes a deal about crossing fingers:: hopefully this is the last one.

[chief-tyrol.livejournal.com]

Cally, is everything alright in here?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Hey chief... just. Heh. ::picks up charred toaster:: Another bites the dust.

::looks sad and vulnerable and please oh please gods let him hug me::

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

I see you were serious about the toasters!

Wow.

Want to borrow mine?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Uhhh. Do you feel your toaster is in need of good discipline? 'Cause otherwise, I'd recommend not letting me near it. Tempting fate seems like a bad idea... one disturbance might get overlooked, but two...

::shudders at thought of detention::

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

That's quite a talent you have there.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::scratches head::

This is just turning into a regular episode of "Everybody Gets To See Cally Frak Up", isn't it...

I don't think we've met. You're not part of the toaster-police, come to take me to toaster-jail for all my toaster-crimes are you?

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

*smiles broadly and offers hand to shake*

Name's D'anna Biers.

Nah, just saw things as I was walking down the hall. Maybe it can be repaired?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::picks up the charred toaster remains::

I kinda doubt it. ::tosses the dead toaster into her room::

I'm Cally ::takes the hand and shakes it::

So, what did you do to get sent to this place? ::grin::

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

Not much actually. *frowns a little, takes a deep breath and puts her hands in her pocket as she leans against the wall*

Mum and Dad are filming a new doco deep in a rainforest on Tauron. They figured I'd be better off in some school instead of batting huge bugs off the equipment or keeping away from people eating fish.

*shrugs without taking her hands out of her pockets, looks around and half grins*

So, here I am at my first real school. You?