stars_and_money: (That doesn't please me.)
Jeremy Darling ([personal profile] stars_and_money) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2011-05-11 07:24 pm

Fifth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon

After his one class of the day, Jeremy thought he deserved a lazy afternoon. (Yes, despite the fact that he had barely done anything in said class. Shush, just be glad he chose to somehow rationalize his laziness today.) He got himself a bunch of food (mostly snacks) and soda and camped out on one of the common room couches, grabbing the remote and turning the TV on. The channel the TV turned itself on to didn't catch his interest, but no matter. He could just click-click-click his way to another channel.

About half a dozen clicks later, he was noticing a problem. Namely, that a children's show featuring pudgy fleece humanoid creature things with monitors in their bellies was on. On every channel. Every single one of them.

"... Uhh."

Jeremy got off the couch to try and smack the TV into behaving. The screen flickered once, but other than that it was no help. He tried turning it off. It refused to do that. "Aw, man." And he'd been so enamored with the idea of lazing in front of the TV all afternoon, too. He was already looking towards the doorway in the hopes that someone more technically-minded would come along and save him.

[ooc: IDEK, maybe the 5th floor TV set really hates rich kids or something? Open common room, entirely moddable Teletubbies!]

[identity profile] whateverknight.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 05:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Squall wandered in and blinked in disbelief at the television.

"...Stimulating."

[identity profile] whateverknight.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe it doesn't like you?" Squall suggested with a shrug.

"...That's not a joke, by the way. It's a realistic suggestion."

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Squall!" Of course Ariel had to squeal at him with extra force now. "Hi! How are you?"

[identity profile] whateverknight.livejournal.com 2011-05-12 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
Squall gave her a bit of a smile and a shrug. "Pretty well, I guess? How are you?"

[identity profile] exactlyaverage.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
After dealing with freaking SARAH all morning, Jack decided it was best to put a few floors between himself and his room.

Seeing what was on tv he made a face. "You guys mind if I change the channel?" He asked politely. "Unless you're really into..."

Jack frowned at the teletubbies. "Damn. Those things are creepy.

[identity profile] exactlyaverage.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"It won't let you?" Jack asked in disbelief. "It's a tv!"

[identity profile] whateverknight.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"They look like everything else on children's television to me," Squall told him.

Which meant, yes, creepy.

[identity profile] exactlyaverage.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"I wouldn't let my kid watch that crap," Jack said shaking his head. "Or the one with the purple dinosaur."

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Ariel smiled at the new kid and gave her hand a wave. "Hi, new kid."

[identity profile] exactlyaverage.livejournal.com 2011-05-12 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Hi, old kid," Jack said waving back. "Am I still wearing my name tag from the picnic? Or am I just that obvious?"

[identity profile] withasword.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
After spending half her morning in the sea, Kate figured she was allowed an afternoon off training. It made her happy that her logic of the day allowed her to take off and find something or someone else to keep her busy.

Of course, holding to her own common room for that search was boring, besides... this was new and yes, she was looking a little entertained by his struggle as she wandered over. "Interesting choice."

[identity profile] withasword.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"There has to be a better excuse than that." Kate was unlikely to be any help at all in solving this dilemma. Television in her world rarely worked long enough for anything much more than the odd emergency bulletin, so getting stuck on channels... hardly an issue.

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[identity profile] withasword.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"What the hell are they even supposed to be?"

Teletubbies were a little before Kate's time. By twenty years or so. Besides, the apocalypse had likely wiped them off the face of the planet.

Thank god for small favors.

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[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Naturally, the other girl got a little bit of a smile and a wave from Ariel when she spotted her. "Hey, there, new kid!"

[identity profile] withasword.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Kate," she corrected, almost automatically. "Hey... old kid." Who didn't really look any older than her, but whatever.

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[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
There was always a need for food, and so Ariel was eventually drifting into the common room to find some, but she was, momentarily, distracted by the television on the way in.

"What's this?" she asked, with a frown on her face that suggested she wasn't sure if she really wanted to know.

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Ariel considered the show a moment longer before looking over at Jeremy. "Were you the one who turned it on?" she asked.
dollpocalypse: (!?: wut now)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-05-11 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Topher wandered into the common room, enormous bag of chips in hand, and promptly flopped down on the couch.

Then he noticed what was on TV.

"This show a favorite of yours?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2011-05-11 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
First, Ariel noticed the chips, trying to get a good look at what kind they were and if they were any good. And then she took a look at the girl and tilted her head curiously. "Are you new?"

Something seemed just mildly familiar about him to her, but she realized it could be new kid overload at work.

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[identity profile] whateverknight.livejournal.com 2011-05-12 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not a favorite of anyone's, as far as I can tell," Squall answered. "The TV's stuck."