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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*is groggy*

*slowly wakes up from his drugged state*

*slurs*

S'not my room.

*wrist is sore and heavy*

When did I become a Village Person?

*blinks and is attacked by SHOES of all kinds*

Not my room! Where the hell am I?

*looks down*

And only in my Superman boxers! Is this like that movie Deliverance?

*boxers jostle and THEN EXPLODE burning VERY important parts!*

*screams like a girl and fans rapidly burning rear end*

*staggers to feet and staggers out of the Room of Shoes OMG*

My head hurts. I need help.

*whines*

[OOC: As requested, awake and disoriented and half naked]

Comments

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

[ooc: he also has a handcuff around his right hand, the other cuff dangling, fyi. ::snicker, snicker::]

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*hears screams from down the hall*

*grins and snuggles with Janet some more*

[mycanonhatesme]

No fair!

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*smiles sweetly*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*hates omfg*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Instead of being jealous of the girls sharing themselves with each other, how's about going to get me a fire extinguisher, some cool rags, some gauza, and a gun?

*misses his friends Lee and Cam*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Hello! Man with the burning loins here! And no, not in a sexual way!

*hopes Janet pukes on your shirt*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Maybe it's a symptom of the illness that made you fall asleep in my room?

(BTW, you owe me for new bed clothes)

And what is your obsession with body substances?

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

*giggles*

[janet_fraiser]

*would go to infirmary before symptoms of nausea go so far as to involve puking*

*decides she's got to sound less like a doctor one of these days*

*realizes it's impossible*

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

*snerks*

Goes back to ruffling hair.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*hates vilely*

Were you in on this? Blondie, I thought I could trust you.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

*is tipsy from party, but still remembers well enough*

Mitchell, you've been hanging around John too long! Don't call me Blondie!

[actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com]

*gets a good look*

*slow, satisfied smirk*

*walks on by*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*right now, only loves Archie*

[actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com]

If only it would last. *sob*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

[ooc: When did I become a Village Person? You win the internet. *dies*]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Hee! Thank you! First thing that came to mind when I put the handcuff on John.]

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*Marty walks back to his room carrying an armload of Elvis Costello records and feeling damn good about himself.*

*Hears a girly/manlike scream. Something about shoes, Deliverance, and Village People*

*Weighs his current happiness with the need to help someone else who is just going to make his night bizarre*

*Makes the right decision and goes to his dorm room*

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*grabs a bucket of ice and throws it on the flaming parts*

GET. OUT. OF. HERE. MITCHELL!

*Parker makes a note to yell at the people she enlisted, but to applaud their use of fireworks*

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

*Stumbling back to room, weaving slightly (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/60388.html), after party in (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/62537.html) and around 239/240 (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/62767.html)*

*looks up, blinks*

What in the hell happened to you, Yo-Yo?

*shakes head in disbelief, continues on to #215 and bed*