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fandomhighdorms2007-06-11 07:01 pm
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Entry tags:
- @3rd floor common room,
- animal,
- aravis tarkheena,
- bridge carson,
- charlie mcgee,
- conner mcknight,
- dawn summers,
- evelyn carnahan,
- hamlet dane,
- hermione granger,
- isabel evans,
- john sheppard,
- jude lizowski,
- katara,
- lana lang,
- lucas wolenczak,
- luke skywalker,
- molly hayes,
- pam beesly,
- rikku,
- sam winchester,
- setsuna sakurazaki,
- sokka,
- tori hanson,
- valentine,
- zack addy,
- zero hopeless-savage
Third floor common room, Monday evening - PARTY TIME!
Never leave decorating for a party to the mellow. There were some streamers tossed around and one of those fold-out crinkly hanging ball things dangling from a string that was duct taped to the ceiling. A stack of festive party hats tilted rather precariously on top of Jude's displaced stereo, which was playing something bouncy and probably from before he was born.
Food, however, was an excellent thing to leave to the mellow. Well, to the Jude anyway. A mismatched array of bowls held a mismatched yet delicious array of snacks and there were drinks of all kinds "liberated" from every common room that had anything in the fridge. Sadly, there were no milkshakes. Most of Jude's efforts had been put into the cake. The triple-layer (the base in chocolate, the middle slab in white, and the top in orange) cake decorated in as many clashing colours of icing as Jude could find. There was bright orange trim with purple and blue rosettes wherever he could fit them, and 'happy birthday, Rikku' in shaky cursive across the very top in hot pink. Sprinkles, marzipan, and gum drops were present in abundance. It was a cavity waiting to happen. And Jude was making sure no one touched it until all sixteen candles had been blown out.
Of course, until then, he was just going to sing "Sixteen Candles" to himself. A lot.
[[Rikku's impromptu birthday party is now open! OCDcoming up, go and play!]]
Food, however, was an excellent thing to leave to the mellow. Well, to the Jude anyway. A mismatched array of bowls held a mismatched yet delicious array of snacks and there were drinks of all kinds "liberated" from every common room that had anything in the fridge. Sadly, there were no milkshakes. Most of Jude's efforts had been put into the cake. The triple-layer (the base in chocolate, the middle slab in white, and the top in orange) cake decorated in as many clashing colours of icing as Jude could find. There was bright orange trim with purple and blue rosettes wherever he could fit them, and 'happy birthday, Rikku' in shaky cursive across the very top in hot pink. Sprinkles, marzipan, and gum drops were present in abundance. It was a cavity waiting to happen. And Jude was making sure no one touched it until all sixteen candles had been blown out.
Of course, until then, he was just going to sing "Sixteen Candles" to himself. A lot.
[[Rikku's impromptu birthday party is now open! OCD
Re: Food!
Re: Food!
Re: Food!
"I'm supposed to give out props, did you want something."
Re: Food!
Re: Food!
Re: Food!
Yeah, this is going to end well.
"Thank you, Zack!" Evie gave the robot the sporks, put it down, and then started the remote.
The robot trundled off toward the crowd. And didn't stop when Evie stabbed the buttons. "Oh, dear...."