http://craftyladyparts.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] craftyladyparts.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2012-09-05 07:22 pm

Fifth Floor Common Room, Wednesday evening

After work, Jessica was still trying to deal with the fact that she tasted like SPAM. It displeased her so much that she felt the strong need to grab some food from the common room that would allow her poor tastebuds to focus on something else.

The fact that there was a cake with seven candles in it for some reason seemed like karma. Or justice. Or dumb luck. Or like an opportunity to make a seven year old cry. But since the odds of that last one being true seemed small, Jessica took a piece of cake. And it tasted pretty great. Like karmic justice. And definitely not SPAM.

[OOC: Common room is open and cake is wonderful!]

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2012-09-06 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Why is there cake?" Tony had dragged himself out of his room after spending the day aggressively hunting for his new buddy The Ghost. For caffeine and... well, cake now.

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2012-09-06 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
"...if you turn green, we'll know."

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2012-09-06 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Spam?" Tony yawned, stealing a piece for himself. "So, it's other people, huh?"

He took a bite of the cake with a pleased hum.

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-09-06 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Cake!" Olive said happily, pointing as she walked in. Because she had like, cake-dar. Okay? It was a thing. "There's cake here!"

She still tasted like oranges. At least that tended to go okay with cake?

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-09-06 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Not yours?" she asked, pausing and counting the candles. "You're not...seven?"

Well, okay, fine. "Are we ruining a child's day?" Not a deterrent, for the record.

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-09-06 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Could be poisoned."

As she helped herself to some, yes.
dollpocalypse: (conv: condescending)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2012-09-06 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
"...are the little kids here again and it's one of their birthdays?" Topher demanded, immediately edging toward a wall he could flatten himself against for safety. "It's not even a weekend."
dollpocalypse: (obnox: ...r u sure?)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2012-09-06 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Regular cake doesn't have candles," Topher pointed out. "They would just complicate the non-celebratory eating process."

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[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2012-09-06 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
Toby had woken this morning with the vague taste of maple syrup in his mouth. No amount of teeth-brushing could quite get rid of it (and oh god, the combination of toothpaste and syrup was actually kind of horrifying), so eventually he'd just given up on the assumption that it was one of those things.

And now, hey. Here was Jessica who I'm going to assume exchanged names with Toby in a handwavy fashion in the Cactibear CR since I don't remember that actually happening and cake.

"Oh, sweet," he declared eyeing said cake hopefully. "Literally, I suppose."

[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2012-09-06 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Is it special occassion cake? Or just, like. Tuesday cake?"

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-09-06 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Cake!" Olive greeted him, pointing with her fork.

In case Toby had missed it.

[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2012-09-06 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Fork!" Toby replied, pointing... at her fork.

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-09-06 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Cake is better than fork," she said, tsking. "You're bad at this."

At...noting things in the room, apparently.

[identity profile] twintuitionist.livejournal.com 2012-09-06 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Is it somebody's birthday?" Juliet wondered, as she helped herself to a small piece of cake with tons of frosting. "This looks so good."

She tasted the way lip gloss smelled. It wasn't too annoying, once she got used to it.

[identity profile] twintuitionist.livejournal.com 2012-09-06 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Yay them," Juliet said, around a forkful of cake. "I should hang out up here more, if it's the cake floor."

She licked her fork and smiled. "By the way, I'm Juliet. Hi."