in the Common Room

[02maxwell.livejournal.com]

In the Common Room, seated in plain sight, anyone who wanders by can see the following with a note attached:

Mr. Fluffypants is seated in front of a pile of objects which may look familiar to some people*:
--some flannel shirts
--mediocre grunge CDs
--a book of possibly bad poetry (Mr. Fluffypants reserves judgement)
--several novels, including "The Grapes of Wrath," "Anna Karenina," "Frankenstein," and a Harelequin, "The Pirate Who Seduced Me"; all of which bear the inscription, "Property Of Rory Gilmore"
--some coffee mugs
--a bit of poetry with the name "Paige Matthews" clearly on it in at least one place
--spare vambraces and knee-guards
--Art TA notes (with doodles of swords and various weapons in the margins)
--some studded leather hairties
--a pack of cigarettes
--a half-empty bottle of floral scented hair gel
--a copy of Catholic Weekly, which doesn't look very Catholic at all
--a sophisticated looking communication device
--a pair of combat boots
--Advanced Negotiations notes (with doodles of "AS + PA = <3" covering more of the paper than the actual notes)
--a banthabell
--a set of love letters
--ballet shoes which are a size 7 and rather worn ("K.P." written in Sharpie on the inside of each heel)
--a silver Tiffany alarm clock that won't stop buzzing
--a picture of Mary Steenburgern
--New Kids on the Block sheets
--a textbook packed with important looking notes
--an antique cross necklace

For those who care to look hard enough (it's not that hard), Hamlet and Duo are hiding behind a nearby couch, snickering. Well, Duo is snickering and Hamlet is trying to not snicker--or, at least snicker in an emo way in a way befitting that of someone who does not snicker.



*[[ooc: If you would like your stuff stolen, and subsequently hoarded, by the Pink Terror, let us know.
EDIT: We will edit the post to reflect stolen things, then respond at will.
EDIT AGAIN: As it's now 2:30 AM for Duo-Mun, Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants will refrain from stealing anything else at the time being. We'll play out the last things added, though, so yay! And thanks so much for playing with us, guys, we had a blast! XD]]

Comments

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"It is not!" Parker suddenly looks around, paranoid that someone's going to see her arguing with a stuffed bunny. "Oh, Mr. Fluffypants," she coos softly, "Please? Give me my alarm clock?"

[(Anonymous)]

Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants acknowledges the politeness. He acknowledges it because his wonderful creators, D-prime and H-prime, instilled some of their wonderful qualities in him. He hasn't, however, been programmed to accept the politeness. Bribes work. He is pleased so far.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker's eyes narrow. "I could just take it back, you know. I don't care if you're really cute. It's mine."

[(Anonymous)]

Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants would blush at the compliment if he wasn't made of synthetic fibers. He does, however, have laser eyes. He is hurt that the lady would try to take his stolen goods without a trade. He still hasn't gotten any pie...

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Okay, this is beyond surreal. The bunny wants... pie.

"It's midnight! Where am I going to get pie at *midnight*?" She blinks. "And what are you going to do with it? You're stuffed!"

[(Anonymous)]

Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants stares serenely. He will accept other bribes. He is programmed that way. Pie seemed to just be a pipedream...

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker is shaking her head, just wishing she knew when this became her life. She looks at what she has on her -- books, purse, jacket, and looks--

"Ha. Lollipop?" She dances a lemon lollipop in front of the bunny.

[(Anonymous)]

Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants hops up and down. He reaches out a hot pink paw and takes the lollipop gratefully. He wonders if D-prime and H-prime will be proud of his trading skills and allows the lady to take back her buzzing thing.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker walks away convinced she really needs more sleep. She just gave a bunny a lollipop.

Yeah, definitely more sleep.