Gremlin Hunt!

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Poster:


Protect your Parental Figures!

Gremlin Round Up

Before our parental units arrive on campus, please take the time to check your room and hallways of the dorm for gremlins. We'd like to get as many as we can to prevent any... circumstances over the weekend.

Please bring any Gremlin remains to the Common Room for proper disposal.


Marty sits in the common room with a very large trash bag, a cricket bat and a sturdy cage.

He's watching TV at the moment, but is ready for any Gremlin issues that might arise.

Comments

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Kiki comes stomping into the Common Room. In one leather-gloved hand she's holding her trusty alarmingly-green bottle of mysterious unknown cleaner, and in the other she has a squirming gremlin by the scruff of the neck.

Interestingly enough, the gremlin is howling in pain, probably because where it once had feet there are now smoking stubs.

"That," she snaps at the gremlin, angrier than anybody has ever seen sweet little Kiki before, "will teach you to pull Jiji's tail!"

She throws the gremlin into the cage and, turning to Marty, says, "Feel free to hit it with the cricket bat."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

As the gremlin pokes it's hand through the cage to give Kiki an obscene gesture, Marty thwaps it with his cricket bat.

"Thanks Kiki!"

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome," Kiki says, calming down, "or rather, thank you!"

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin comes around the corner a look of disgust on his face and three pissed-off gremlins floating in front of him.

"Think you can sneak up while I'm meditating, you little menaces?" he snarled. "If I'm going to be running naked through the dorms, it'll be because I damned well want to, not because you've bitten me." He looked up and saw Marty. "Oh," he said, blushing. "Hi."

He gestured with his hand and the gremlins began boucing up and down. "Where do you want these?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty smiles and bashes the one gremlin in the cage with the end of his cricket bat, knocking it out.

He then opens up the cage for Anakin.

"Float them all in. Um... I was wondering. That whole floaty thing? Can anyone do that or are you some kind of magic guy?"

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin gestured angrily and the gremlins rocketed across the room, slamming into the bottom of the cage.

He wiped his hands together and smiled. "The levitating thing? I guess you'd call it magic here, but not in the wand-waving broom-riding Draco and Harry sense of the word." He yanked on his braid. "I'm not very good at explaining it. Kinda something I was born with. Where I come from, people like me can manipulate the Force--the life energy that surrounds all of us--to do stuff like levitation. It also increases our reflexes, enhances our senses, stuff like that." He gestured down at his outfit. "I'm still in training, though. My teacher who's coming for the weekend is a master at it."

[chasingangela]

Angela looks at the sign with raised eyebrows. "We're rounding up gremlins? That's, um, probably a good idea."]

She sighs.

"Still friends, right?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty pokes at one of the gremlins with his cricket bat.

"Yeah. We're still friends," he says with a somewhat sullen expression on his face.

[chasingangela]

Angela is willfully choosing to be oblivious to the sullen.

"Good. 'Cause I'd hate for it to be awkward if you run into my mom this weekend."

She watches with alarm as the gremlin's jaws open. "Um, it looks like it wants to bite."

Late evening

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige walks into the common room, her hair is half crimped and she's carrying a gremlin wearing black eyeshadow

"I found this in my room, where do you want it? It was after my crimpers, despite the fact it has no hair!" she glares at it

Re: Late evening

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty takes the gremlin carefully and smacks it hard enough to knock it out and throws it in the cage with the others.

"Thanks Paige."

Re: Late evening

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

She smiles, "it was stealing my make-up and trying to wear a pair of my boots! That's just not right!"

She sighs aware she's out in public with half crimped hair and is gonna be late if she doesn't get a move on

"so what you gonna do with them?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Hey Marty, need any help?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty smiles and tosses his spare cricket bat to Alanna.

"They keep trying to get out of the cage. You have my authorization to smack them if they do. Or if you happen to find one. Any carcasses I get I'm probably going to save for Zero for her research."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna glared at the annoying things in their cage and at the cricket bat in her hand. "Can I just stab the things?"

[fh-anonymous.livejournal.com]

Word of the round up quickly filters down to the deep places where the gremlins live. A few sacrificial victims are offered up to appease the hunters. Plots are hatched. Much mad giggling would be heard had anybody known where to go to hear it.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty tightens his grip on the bat. He could've sworn he heard something.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna puts down the cricket bat and with a thought frees Lightning from where he was on her side. "Stupid blue things." She draws Lightning but lets him hang by her leg.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_jubilation_lee/]

*peeks in, holding a gremlin by the scruff of its neck at arm's length*

Found it under my bed, y'know. How it survived that, I have no idea.

I think it's invincible. What should we do with it?

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty beats back a couple of gremlins with the bat.

"Throw it in the cage."

He opens the door.

A Comm from Marty

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka comms Marty:

Marty? Beka. My Ethics slave has some talent in these things. Any ideas on where to set her to searching besides the Attics?

Re: A Comm from Marty

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Comms back:

"Any place is fine. Tell her to stay out of the supply closets. Apparently it turns people into bunnies."

Re: A Comm from Marty

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Comms back:

"No closets. Check. Want them dead or alive?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John holds up a wriggling pillowcase in one hand and something that is decidedly not weaponlike nor resembling a police nightstick / tonfa made out of pipe in the other.

"Got a present here. Where do I--did you hear something?"

And thus, John!Mun butts in.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty beats back some of the gremlins who are at the front of the cage.

"Yeah. We've been hearing them all afternoon. Sounds like... giggling."

After beating back some of the gremlins Marty opens the door for John to throw in his gremlin.