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fandomhighdorms2005-09-28 07:58 pm
wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com) wrote in fandomhighdorms2005-09-28 07:58 pm
Can we count that as a vote? :)
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Hey, those really are her words. (and my incredibly bad photo-manip) I can point you at the posts if you want to see them.
Does she get your vote?
Does she get your vote?
Oh, I know they're her words, believe me.
But no. I already said I'd vote for Cally. Sorry, Shep. :)
*shakes head and is deeply amused*
But no. I already said I'd vote for Cally. Sorry, Shep. :)
*shakes head and is deeply amused*
I should vote for myself...
on the other hand, if I vote for Beka, there's no chance I'll end up on the podium with John "Multiple Personality Disorder" Crichton...
on the other *other* hand, I want a tiara...
on the other other other hand, I can buy one for myself....
on another hand, I'd love to see the look on George Lass's face if she won... on yet another hand, Beka's a friend, it might be funny....
Let me get back to you on that, 'kay?
on the other hand, if I vote for Beka, there's no chance I'll end up on the podium with John "Multiple Personality Disorder" Crichton...
on the other *other* hand, I want a tiara...
on the other other other hand, I can buy one for myself....
on another hand, I'd love to see the look on George Lass's face if she won... on yet another hand, Beka's a friend, it might be funny....
Let me get back to you on that, 'kay?
*tries not to laugh*
*completely fails*
You do realize she's either going to kill you or make out with you senselessly, right?
*completely fails*
You do realize she's either going to kill you or make out with you senselessly, right?
Probably the latter. But you didn't hear that from me. ::giggle::
*laughs hysterically*
It's a good look for her.
It's a good look for her.
[OOC: John love you long time, snookums!]
Oh no, love. I'll make out with you.
Frell off, Crichton. Really.
Really, John. If you want to go to Homecoming with me, you should just ask. You know I love you madly. I'd go in a second.
Oh, and YOU. I thought you were my friend. *sniffle*
I hate you. unless you want to make out when I get back from my visit with an off-campus friend.
Oh, Parker. I do love you. But you know, if I win Homecoming Queen, it could be so good for the campaign.
*preens* everyone knows I'm the hottest ticket in town. *snerk*
*preens* everyone knows I'm the hottest ticket in town. *snerk*
::chews her lip, all nervous:: I didn't mean anything... I just... ::hugs Beka::
Sure, offer to make out with everyone else...
*smiles grimly*
About that...
*grabs arm*
*lowers voice*
*is pretty freakin' scary, as well as freakin' out*
ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FREAKING MIND? YOU MADE OUT WITH ANGELUS!
About that...
*grabs arm*
*lowers voice*
*is pretty freakin' scary, as well as freakin' out*
ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FREAKING MIND? YOU MADE OUT WITH ANGELUS!
[ooc: *mwah* to you too, John-boy]
*grins*
Parker. The boy doesn't have to breathe. OK?
I haven't gotten laid in so long I'm ready to kill someone myself just so they'll lay still. Besides, Angelus is willing to help. Me, anyway.
Parker. The boy doesn't have to breathe. OK?
I haven't gotten laid in so long I'm ready to kill someone myself just so they'll lay still. Besides, Angelus is willing to help. Me, anyway.
*hugs Cally back and strokes her shoulders* It's all right, hon. I'm just playing to the crowd you know.
Did you ask?
*is utterly disbelieving*
He's a creep. He menaced Broots, Broots' first day here. For fun.
He's got a record of bloodletting that outstrips every person at this school, and it's on a public website. And I'll betcha he's proud of it.
He is *running every single JA member against our platform.*
Do you *really* think he wants you? Likes you? Wants to "help" you?
Are you freaking *serious*, Valentine?
*doesnt' care who you screw, as long as they're not the opposition or gonna kill you!*
He's a creep. He menaced Broots, Broots' first day here. For fun.
He's got a record of bloodletting that outstrips every person at this school, and it's on a public website. And I'll betcha he's proud of it.
He is *running every single JA member against our platform.*
Do you *really* think he wants you? Likes you? Wants to "help" you?
Are you freaking *serious*, Valentine?
*doesnt' care who you screw, as long as they're not the opposition or gonna kill you!*
*sighs*
All right. Fine. He wants to help with the weapons. Do I trust him? Hell no. Shit, Parker. Do you think I'm a complete idiot? I wanted something. He wanted something.
Trader-brat. I'm used to negotiating. With everything I've got. Including my body.
*isn't sure she cares what you think, except that you are a friend, so...she'll think about it. Hard*
All right. Fine. He wants to help with the weapons. Do I trust him? Hell no. Shit, Parker. Do you think I'm a complete idiot? I wanted something. He wanted something.
Trader-brat. I'm used to negotiating. With everything I've got. Including my body.
*isn't sure she cares what you think, except that you are a friend, so...she'll think about it. Hard*
*hangs onto temper with both hands, and her teeth*
Okay. But I'll say this much: it's only weapons. Not a matter of immediate life or death.
So I'd think you were worth more than some guy's "support." For what very little that would ever be worth.
*makes a face*
Fine. If the undead does it for you, great. But do me a favor? ... Do. Not. Be. Alone. With. Him.
I don't care if you're screwing him in the gym, with an audience; or just within yelling range of Rover and the administrators.
Don't go off-campus with him.
And don't, for the love of our campaign, even *think* about inviting him into your room. Can you do that for me?
Please?
Okay. But I'll say this much: it's only weapons. Not a matter of immediate life or death.
So I'd think you were worth more than some guy's "support." For what very little that would ever be worth.
*makes a face*
Fine. If the undead does it for you, great. But do me a favor? ... Do. Not. Be. Alone. With. Him.
I don't care if you're screwing him in the gym, with an audience; or just within yelling range of Rover and the administrators.
Don't go off-campus with him.
And don't, for the love of our campaign, even *think* about inviting him into your room. Can you do that for me?
Please?
*smiles*
One might almost think you care, Parker.
Weapons may not seem like life or death to you, but... *looks stricken* I've had one since I was too small to remember not having one. They're part of me.
I feel... *of all the people I'm telling this too, I choose Parker? shit, I'm so frelled* broken. I'm a mess.
Angelus helped me today. He got me out of a bad situation and kept me from losing my temper in a way that would have hurt us badly.
But no. I won't invite him in. I know what he is. Illyana and Callisto may have frakked that up, but I'll get Paige or someone to re-ward my room.
Promise. OK?
One might almost think you care, Parker.
Weapons may not seem like life or death to you, but... *looks stricken* I've had one since I was too small to remember not having one. They're part of me.
I feel... *of all the people I'm telling this too, I choose Parker? shit, I'm so frelled* broken. I'm a mess.
Angelus helped me today. He got me out of a bad situation and kept me from losing my temper in a way that would have hurt us badly.
But no. I won't invite him in. I know what he is. Illyana and Callisto may have frakked that up, but I'll get Paige or someone to re-ward my room.
Promise. OK?
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