http://saveonpostage.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] saveonpostage.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2015-09-05 12:35 pm
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Locker 327, mid-morning

The locker door opened and dropped out a bedraggled, angry hag of a woman in a lab coat and a frankly fabulous hat.

"Why do we even have that lever?" she demanded to the air as she ripped off her goggles.

She glanced around the hallway. "And where am I?"

Yzma was back, and abusing the heck out italics. Look out, everyone.

[OOC: Open to anyone else wanting to come in through the locker, or hapless folks wandering around...]
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[identity profile] saveonpostage.livejournal.com 2015-09-05 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Yzma gave him her brightest smile. "...even if someone is being very annoying?"

[identity profile] bugofjustice.livejournal.com 2015-09-05 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Especially then!" The Tick said. "That's when true mettle is tested. Forge that mettle into Armor of Patience! Becomee a less evil you! At least for the weekend!"

[identity profile] saveonpostage.livejournal.com 2015-09-05 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"I will try!" Yzma declared, throwing her hands back up. There was more thunder because of course there was.

[identity profile] bugofjustice.livejournal.com 2015-09-05 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's all I can ask," The Tick said. He was no Yoda. Noda.
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