Third Floor Common Room - Monday Evening

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH can be seen, by those inclined to see him, sitting in the middle of the floor in the common room with an open box of colored condoms and a book on balloon art. He appears to be staring at the in consternation. For those unable to see him, there is a distinct aura of very annoyed dread.*

I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD REGRET THE LACK OF A PROPER PULMONARY SYSTEM.

((OOC: DEATH needs lungs! Someone? Anyone? Also, if any of the newbies have questions regarding how/if one sees DEATH, comment and I'll explain in more detail.))

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Since he's wandering around, the third floor's as good as any to ignore his school work.

Third floor common room looks almost empty but, as soon as he steps inside, he's annoyed and irritated.

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor walked into the common room, looking to see if he could find Bridge. Or Walter. Or ANYONE! What if no one was around? What if they had all just run off and not invited him somewhere. That would suck. Really, really suck!

[ooc: nope, no overacting here. nope, none at all...]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John jumps a little and whirls around.

"Okay, that scares me each time. I'm fine. How're you doing?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

After Tactics let out and Callisto had finished talking to Professor Carter, she made her way back up to the third floor. As she passed the Common Room she felt something vaguely similar to what she'd felt during pageant rehearsals.

She automatically did jazz hands.

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH does jazz hands back at Callisto in greeting*

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*At this moment Callisto and another young man enter. DEATH jazz hands at Callisto and then asks a favor of all three.*

((A href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/375084.html?thread=15921964#t15921964">here))

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"DEATH?" Callisto looked puzzled. "What do you need help with?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"What's the problem?" John sits down and does a minor jazz hands as well.

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Hey Victor!" John waves. "How's it going? Sorry I didn't answer your email as the mun's ISP has just given me back connectivity I had to go to class."

[chasingangela]

Angela sticks her head into the common room after classes are done.

"What's going on in here?"

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH, forgetting that most people can't see him, holds up a bright purple condom and then gestures at the open book. The page in question contains directions for making a balloon giraffe.*



*If possible, for a large skeleton, DEATH seems vaguely uncomfortable. This is, of course, not possible.*

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Wait a minute...DEATH? Is in...y'know...THE DEATH?" Victor is obviously turning a lighter shade of green.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto immediately pointed at Crichton. "John has a very high lung capacity."

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"It's okay," Victor replied, right before he got the shock of his life. well, recently...

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH reaches out and grabs Victor's hand in what he hopes is a comforting gesture. His grip, provided the hand is not pulled away immediately, is firm and very cold and exceedingly unnerving.*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I bet your boyfriend would say differently," John teases. "But I'll help!"

John holds out his hand for a condom or two.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, the DEATH," Callisto nodded. "Oh, I don't think we've met yet. I'm Callisto."

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH hands him a purple and a bright green one.*

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto might have flailed at Crichton.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Sure," Callisto held out her hand. "What's the worst that could happen?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John takes the condom and proceeds to try to blow it up. It's a lot harder then it looks and he pops the first one.

"Well, crap."

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"But...but..." Victor stammers, his skin changing from almost pale to deep emerald. "YOU TOOK HIM!" he screamed, tears about to flow. "YOU LET HIM DIE AND YOU TOOK HIM!" Blind with anger, Victor leapt forward and threw a punch.

[ooc: sorry to take some of the fluffiness away, but we talked about this situation before, so here it be. don't worry; I read about godmodding and if things go how I predict they will (since you play an excellent DEATH), this thing'll get resolved by tonight.]