ext_131593 ([identity profile] sogothcally.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2005-10-04 12:55 am

New Homecoming Queen Ads, all over the Dorms

::Having had a particularly not-so-pleasant day, Cally posts these latest posters with a vengeance. Frustrated Cally with a staple gun is not so much a cute sight, giving more of a "I'm glad I'm not that poster" sort of feeling::

::The posters read "Vote Cally for Homecoming Queen. She's cute. She's smart. She toasted zombies with a flamethrower. Honestly, is there a better candidate?"::

::There also appears to be a footnote which reads "Cally is also currently accepting any possible invitations for Homecoming dates. You too could have the sheer joy of spending the night with a possible Homecoming Queen!"::



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[identity profile] joan-not-jane.livejournal.com 2005-10-04 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
[*is dead from the footnote.* That's one way to get a date!]

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2005-10-04 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
*has guilt like whoa*

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-10-04 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
(OOC: Hey, what happened with Archie???)

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-10-04 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
[OOC: Beka's not doing anything pressing at the moment, if Cally needs to talk. I'm working, so if you're awake, company gratefully accepted. But only if you want. I'd suggest drunkenness but they did that last night. ;)]

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-10-04 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
[OOC: Voicemail me tomorrow. May have a hugely humorous solution to the HC date problem.]

[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com 2005-10-04 10:57 am (UTC)(link)
[OOC: Grrr. Angers Marty for some reason. Cally should not be treated this way! She does drunken Rover impressions and ends up handcuffed to Jedi Knights! She deserves a nice date for homecoming without having to advertise.]

[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com 2005-10-04 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[OOC: Marty's feeling rather big brotherish towards Cally even though he hasn't interacted much with her. Feel free to put out a hit on people who break your heart ask for advice.]
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-10-05 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Xander, fresh from dumping rather a lot of useless crap beloved possessions in his dorm room and now carrying a rather crammed-to-the-gills laundry bag over his shoulder, sees Cally as she's stapling up a poster in the 4th floor hallway. [*]

Oh, God. Homecoming. Right, because the last one of those he tried didn't turn into a complete formalwear-flukey kiss-your-best-friend-who-is-not-your-datey trainwreck of massive proportions.

On the other hand, there's a certain air of desperation all over the school from those who don't have dates yet, and not just the girls. Desperation makes Xander twitchy. Granted, so does caffeine, too much sugar, and... being awake. Still... he gets the distinct feeling that datelessness for this particular event is likely to land him firmly in the same circle of Loser Geek Hell as, well. Broots. Just for instance.

And it's not like the ladies are tearing his door down this time, thank God, or like this particular fellow desperate escapee from Loser Geek Hell is exactly hard on the eyes.

"What exactly does the sheer joy of spending the night with a possible Homecoming Queen entail?" he asked, walking up behind Cally. "I could maybe pull it off, if you don't mind your date wearing a borrowed-with-no-intention-of-returning--" He eyed his laundry bag. "--very very wrinkled, and possibly cursed tuxedo."

[ooc - which, er, is me godmode-ing a bit, and can be moved somewhere else if you prefer. Since the posters are all over the dorms, it seems reasonable IC that Xander could run across Cally while she's still putting some of them up, and OOC to branch directly off the same post for continuity's sake, rather than starting a new one - but only if it works for you.]
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-10-05 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ooc - also, someday I will choose a tense and stick with it. Today is apparently not that day.]
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-10-05 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander looks worried. Well, no, he looks fake-worried, which is ok, because that's the look he's going for. "I can do nice. Cute might be beyond the magical powers of cursed formalwear."
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-10-05 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
*aims for 'charming' with smile; hopes to at least hit 'not smarmy'*

"Xander. Occasionally 'Harris' but mostly only my roommate calls me that. When he's feeling friendly."



[ooc 1 - note to self; it helps when you don't try to log in as notsouledyet, given that YOU ARE NOT HIM AND DON'T KNOW HIS PASSWORD SO WTF IS WRONG WITH YOUR BRAIN? -- for serious; I share this fact because it makes me look stupid is amusing. I keep trying to log in as someone I am not in fact playing.]

[ooc 2 - deeply sorry about slowness from hell; I went from vacation with no access at all, to work after being gone for 4 days, which might as well be no access at all. *stares at pile of Things For Tomorrow and cries*]

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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-10-05 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander pats his laundry bag and smiles. "Assuming the tux is actually in here somewhere, yeah, that sounds like it could be fun. Or, you know, at least more fun than a barrel of zombies."
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-10-06 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Oh sure, you'd think a barrel of zombie monkeys would be fun, but when you try to make a chain out of 'em by linking their arms, they'd just pull out of the sockets and kind of go 'squish'.

Not that, uh. I've thought about this in embarassingly geeky detail.

I probably need to do that buying tickets thing, don't I? *makes note to hunt up that post Kane girl after he finishes his laundry*