Posting Notice

[littleluck.livejournal.com]

Domino wanders around the dorm hallways, backpack slung over her shoulder, tacking up posters as she goes.

In Light of Recent Events: Those Students Interested in Protesting the Confiscation of Weapons are Invited to Meet At The Firing Range. Any Show Of Support Is Welcome, Even if You Can Only Participate For a Few Hours. Peaceful Protest Only, Please. None of Us Want Detention.

Once done, she heads for the firing range.

OOC: Must go to an evening class for a few hours, but will be back to post later this evening.

Comments

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

*Passes by. Notices the sign. Mentally files it away for future reference.*

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Sometime during the day after classes and between bouts of partying and people taunting, Beka sees the note and heads for the firing range. She'll be there periodically via Ghost-transit.

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::After wandering around town, drinking more coffee than should be legally allowed, Coach Ash decided to stalk around the dorms in search of his student coach... However, being a man and not believing in actually stopping for directions, he simply wandered aimlessly::

::He discovers the notice::

Oh, I am so there, baby.

::wanders off, despite not actually knowing where the Firing Range is::

[can_be_more]

*still has not left the firing range*

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty walks by the sign. While he understands the sentiment, he also knows that there are other ways to kill people. Forks. Ball point pens. Tubes of toothpaste.

Really... anything around us is a weapon.

But really... the thought of killing doesn't have the appeal it used to.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

[OOC: *wibbles* Poor Marty!]