Fandom High Dormitories

Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Afternoon

Sun, 21 Oct 2007 13:39:00 GMT

Posted by: dark_slippy_thing

Valentine had nobody coming to see him this weekend. Therefore, he was not out and about, celebrating the finer points of family and proudly showing off the campus and explaining classes and avoiding awkward explanations about how the world worked.

But that didn't mean he wanted to be cooped up in his room, being bitter about this point.

So, instead, he had invaded the second floor common room and had put a sign in the doorway.

Parents-less Party!
You don't have family on the island? That's no reason to be without! Grab the person nearest you and come on in, they're your parent for the day!

You know you want to. There's juggling. And popcorn. And Valentine has the TV turned to a Stuffed Domicile marathon for lack of anything better to put on.

He hadn't grabbed a parent for himself or anything. But Very Important Men had to be at least a little choosy.

(Open, as common rooms tend to be-- parents or not. Come on in and celebrate freedom from the 'rents, or rebel because you are bitter about parents, or even show up if your parents do happen to be about!)

comments

Third Floor Hallways, Saturday Afternoon

Sat, 29 Sep 2007 18:38:00 GMT

Posted by: way-black.livejournal.com

Secret Agent Gerard was pacing down and up the length of the hallway on the third floor.

So, someone had wiped his memory and that of his secret-agent partner, ~~Will~~ Jonie, and had left them in the hallway of what appeared to be a dormitory of some sort.

And whoever had done it had wiped his mind so thoroughly, he couldn't remember what a 'burger' was, though Jonie had assured him that such a thing really did exist.

Secret Agent Gerard Smith (Smith seemed like a very functional last name, as he couldn't seem to remember having a last name, either) was looking for clues. Which mostly involved stopping next to the garbage can, glowering at it for a moment, and walking away from it again while he tried to work up the nerve to check inside of it for possible bombs or flesh-eating parakeets.

It could happen.

(The hallway is open like an open thing.)

comments

Third floor hallway, sometime after Midnight, very early Saturday morning

Fri, 28 Sep 2007 23:45:00 GMT

Posted by: notawitch.livejournal.com

It was late, but Will found herself unable to sleep. After spending a couple hours tossing and turning in bed, she finally sat up, and resignedly admitted that she just wasn't going to fall asleep. She threw on her pink jacket over her PJs, and slipped quietly out of her room so as not to wake Teddy.

Will wandered down the fourth floor hallways, and down the stairs to the third floor. She figured that walking to the end of that hall and back up to her room would help her stretch out, and maybe be able to get to sleep easier.

There was some kind of sweet smelling herb in the air, but she couldn't put her finger on what it was.

(OOC: Open.)

comments

Through the Halls of the Dorms, Friday Night

Fri, 07 Sep 2007 21:51:00 GMT

Posted by: way-black.livejournal.com

Here a week, and already Blackheart was getting nasty ~~handwavey~~ letters on parchment from his Father. It was bad enough that the old man felt the need to check up on him, did he honestly have to do so on parchment? How absolutely, maddeningly... old fashioned. Paper. Honestly. Was it so difficult to use paper? He was the lord of Hell, for Hell's sake, one would think it wouldn't be difficult to get his hands on the stuff. Send a demon up to get some. So bloody difficult. Really.

Blackheart had even been good enough to give his father the benefit of the doubt and read through it. Typical parental garbage. 'How is school?' 'Learn anything new?' 'You better not have killed anyone, or you'll be in so much trouble, mister.'

Stupid old man.

Blackheart wasn't about to do anything to jeopardize his time here in Fandom, if it meant that he didn't have to actually spend time around his Father.

That's why he was stalking angrily down the hallways on his way out of the building, so that he wasn't lighting a fire in his dorm room. Hellfire wasn't really a good thing to be using indoors.

(For one person in particular, but hey, I'm not gonna stop you from using the hallways. Boggle at the angry, pasty, kind of smelly goth kid if you want to!)

comments

5th floor comon room, late Monday night

Tue, 04 Sep 2007 00:02:00 GMT

Posted by: bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

The only problem with being lazy and sleeping most of the day because you don't have classes is that you wake up and want to do something different. Too bad it was after midnight now and most everybody was asleep.

Ah well, there was always TV.

Molly wandered down to the common room, grabbed a soda out of the fridge, plopped down on the couch and started to flip channels to find something to watch.

comments

Third floor common room [evening]

Fri, 17 Aug 2007 20:21:00 GMT

Posted by: tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com

It was slowly ticking towards curfew but it wasn't bothering Luke overly much. He'd discovered a marathon of old Galaxy Quest episodes and was entirely too caught up in laughing until he cried at the terrible dialogue and sound effects.

He'd made popcorn--without burning it!--and even though he'd then dumped a bag of M&Ms into it, he was up for sharing.

Man On The Moon - R.E.M.

comments

Fourth Floor Common Room [evening]

Thu, 09 Aug 2007 22:32:00 GMT

Posted by: notqueenyet.livejournal.com

Aravis was bored, but didn't want to be in her room when curfew hit if she could help it. So that was why a girl and her dog were sitting on the couch, watching the only thing that had caught her attention:

Telemundo.

She had no idea why the women who spoke in another language kept screaming, or why the men wouldn't stop crying.

[open like a thing]

comments

Fourth floor common room, Wednesday afternoon after workshops

Wed, 25 Jul 2007 13:50:00 GMT

Posted by: notawitch.livejournal.com

The good news was that Will had picked up a new CD, with an upbeat sound that would be good for dancing to.

The bad news was that the stereo had broken after she'd put it in the common room's CD player, so she couldn't get the disk out, nor could she get it to stop repeating the same 47 minutes of music over and over. Will wondered to herself if she'd get in trouble for breaking open the stereo to get her disk back. Or if she'd ever want to listen to it again after this.

The common room was open, but noisy.

(OOC: ~~I have to run off for a bit to celebrate my little brother's birthday, but the room is still open, and I will be back later.~~ Back.)

comments

Fourth Floor Common Room [evening]

Thu, 19 Jul 2007 21:44:00 GMT

Posted by: notqueenyet.livejournal.com

Aravis was bored, and in a particularly lazy mood.

Which was why there was a lethargic Aravis lounging on one of the couches, a sleeping rat on her stomach and a puppy at her feet (when he wasn't scampering around and nosing at things in the room.)

She idly flipped through the channels, slowly polishing off the last of her candy stash.

[zomg, bored and awake all night. open!]

comments

Fourth Floor Common Room [evening]

Wed, 20 Jun 2007 22:37:00 GMT

Posted by: notqueenyet.livejournal.com

Aravis was curled up on the couch, watching the television with a faint mixture of horror and interest.

She had discovered cartoons tonight, you see, and there was a Looney Tunes marathon on.

She had to admit that she really didn't understand why anyone would trust these ACME people anymore, considering the faulty wares they sold.

And she was torn on whether she preferred that annoying, noisy bird, or the poor stupid dog thing that seemed to be indestructible.

[open as common rooms tend to be!]

comments

Fourth Floor Common Room [late evening]

Sat, 09 Jun 2007 00:55:00 GMT

Posted by: notqueenyet.livejournal.com

Now that she knew how to change the channels on the television, Aravis was enjoying doing just that.

It's possible she had found a Space Battles special. And it's possible she was imitating the noises of the weaponry.

She'd never admit it, though.

[open, as common rooms tend to be. if you want to drop a pet-turned-human in here, by all means, say it's after midnight. :D]

comments

Curupira campfire - Sunday afternoon

Sun, 27 May 2007 12:10:00 GMT

Posted by: bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

It was a pretty nice day out so Molly decided to get some sun. Wearing her new bikini, she took a towel to lay out on the grass.

comments

Curupira Campfire, Tuesday evening

Tue, 22 May 2007 17:39:00 GMT

Posted by: notawitch.livejournal.com

Sometime after getting back from her classes, Will pulled out her diskman out, and started hooking up the portable speakers she'd managed to pick up in town. After a couple minutes of town, the sweets sounds of Cobalt Blue, her favorite band, started playing in the ~~Keroppi~~ Curupira campfire area.

Now all she needed was to brew up some coffee.

(OOC: Open while I'm around!)

comments

Curupira campfire - Monday evening

Mon, 21 May 2007 18:47:00 GMT

Posted by: bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

Since she had no workshops today, Molly had slept in and then spent the majority of the day puttering around the cabin. The glittery was getting to her though. So, she went to sit outside for a while with her back to the cabin. She ignored the fact that she was almost as glittery as the cabin by now.

[[Open!]]

comments

Abominable Snowfire [late evening]

Sun, 20 May 2007 01:54:00 GMT

Posted by: notqueenyet.livejournal.com

Aravis had spent a fair part of the day walking around the grounds, trying to familiarize herself with the area. Having done that and thoroughly worn out her feet, she'd retired for a brief nap in her cabin earlier.

A bit groggy still, she was curled in front of her campfire, heating a pot of water over the fire to make tea. She'd be more than willing to share.

[bored. visit! she'll share her really strong tea with you!]

comments

Outside Curupira Cabin, Thursday, Noon

Thu, 17 May 2007 12:06:00 GMT

Posted by: not_in_the_book

After his... very interesting morning, which had followed an even more interesting evening, Ronan was slightly hesitant as he knocked on the door to Curu- Kero- Pikachu cabin. He was here to pick up Buffy for their lunch date to the Perk.

(OOC: I feel kinda like Johnny Storm. ;) For 1ordinarygirl, but I suppose that any of her cabinmates could open the door.)

comments

Outside Chupacabra cabin: Tuesday afternoon

Wed, 16 May 2007 06:11:00 GMT

Posted by: vkandis-son.livejournal.com

With no classes on Tuesday, there was nothing that he had to do. Karal was fairly certain he was never going to get used to that but, after much urging from Altra, he was making the attempt.

It was a beautiful day and he was currently sitting against a tree behind Chupacabra cabin, in riding clothes rather than his robes, holding Trenor on a long line so he could graze at the edge of the clearing.

There was a bright beam of sunlight shining on him, making him sleepy and warm, Trenor occasionally whickered happily, and he was rereading the Tale of Gregori.

Maybe having nothing to do wasn't quite so bad.

[ooc: open to anyone!]

comments

Basilisk Campfire, Sunday Evening

Sun, 13 May 2007 16:21:00 GMT

Posted by: notthehulk.livejournal.com

So much packing and unpacking today! after visiting his little sister and getting his and Chad's alcove set up, Teddy went to go sit out by the campfire and maybe meet his cabinmates.

He was currently reading one of his comics to pass the time. Had to get through all those new comics he got at that con over on the mainland.

[[ooc: Open as campfires are wont to be]]

comments

Curupira campfire area -- Sunday morning

Sun, 13 May 2007 12:11:00 GMT

Posted by: jedi-qui.livejournal.com

Qui-Gon stepped outsiide and turned his face up to the early morning sun, enjoying the feel of it on his face. He closed his eyes and just let himself be for a moment, his own Force signature blending effortlessly with that of all the living things around him. This place had such a different feel than Coruscant and Qui-Gon was finding he liked it.

Eyes still closed, he began running through one of his favourite meditative katas, the movments only serving to center him in this place and moment even more.

[ooc: open for any cabinmates or anyone who happens by.]

comments

Basilisk campfire - Friday evening

Fri, 11 May 2007 18:16:00 GMT

Posted by: fantastic-torch.livejournal.com

Johnny spent the afternoon putting most of his stuff away, the rest he spent lazily sprawling on his bed. What? Unpacking was tiring work.

Now though, he wanted to have a little fun around the campfire. And since theirs didn't seem to be lit yet, he took the opportunity to blast a few fire rays at it and set it to burning quickly.

Then, pulling up a lounge chair, he sat down, slouching a bit and stretched his long legs out in front of him. "This is the life. Now if I just had a beer."

[totally open!]

comments

Curupira campfire - Friday afternoon

Fri, 11 May 2007 15:09:00 GMT

Posted by: bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

After a morning spent packing and looking around for her new "little sibling" - how did you pronounce that name anyway? Bail? Ba-hall? Ball? Ba-some weird tongue click-al? Plus she didn't even know if it was a boy or a girl yet - Molly finally headed to the cabins.

She had found Katara there already and after the two of them had done a minimum of unpacking they decided to go outside to sit in the sun and watch for new kids, hoping that maybe their little siblings would find them.

[[Open! Especially for any newbies or little sibling types who may be around and want to play.]]

comments

Fourth Floor Common Room, Saturday evening, shortly before bedtime

Sat, 28 Apr 2007 21:05:00 GMT

Posted by: fat-halpert.livejournal.com

Somebody put a whole bunch of candy on a table in the common room.

That same somebody put up signs saying "FREE CANDY! FOURTH FLOOR COMMON ROOM!"

And then he went back to his room on the second floor, far away from any kids that would be unable to get to sleep thanks to him and his sugar.

[OOC: Jim's not here anymore. He's just mean.]

comments

Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday Night

Tue, 03 Apr 2007 22:24:00 GMT

Posted by: dark_slippy_thing

Valentine stood back and proudly admired the pillow fort that he had made out of the couch cushions. He wasn't half bad at making them even when he wasn't insane by way of cupcake, he decided, and he might take up designing sets for himself more often in the future.
The only thing he was really missing right now was a low-fat non-whip soy latte.

And a cast, crew, script and camera.

He'd iron out the kinks later. Nothing could stand in the way of the progress of the magic of the movies!!

(Common room open, as common rooms are! Come in and be a star? We can figure out OCD as we go. ETA: As most of us have gone to bed, slowplay is now the name of the game to finish that movie. OCD is up for the filming itself, and I think we have pretty much all the positions filled. But if you want to show up and gawk, you can totally do just that.)

comments

The Grounds, somewhere sorta-kinda over by room 422; Early Tuesday Morning.

Tue, 27 Mar 2007 02:55:00 GMT

Posted by: senor-chado.livejournal.com

A lot of thinking had been done. A lot of consideration and some more self-loathing and what have you that lead to the fact that, yeah, something had to be done here. He had to get Teddy back. Somehow.

Potentially embarrassing himself in front of the whole school seemed to be as good a solution than any, and, really, couldn't be worse than the whole cheerleading thing (which he wasn't getting to like, really, honestly...shut up).

After a few very carefully aimed and tossed rocks up at the window to room 422 (hey, Chad had a pretty good arm), he picked up the boombox and pushed play, holding it up as he filled the morning air with the sounds of Peter Gabriel's voice. In Your Eyes.

Hey, it worked for that one guy in that one movie, right? Chad actually couldn't remember how it went, but he'd been up all night after a long day of emo and work, and this was what he had to offer as a result.

...He really hoped he had the right window...

[[ he's clearly trying to get the attention of a certain someone, but feel free to gawk ]]

comments

Second Floor Common Room, Saturday evening

Sat, 24 Mar 2007 23:03:00 GMT

Posted by: peter--parker.livejournal.com

"Ricky" led the way out of Room 220 and made his way to the common room. He had a performance tonight, after all, and he had to get set up.

"Where is the band?" he wondered. "Luuuucy?"

[OOC: Peter and Zero received an anniversary present of matching gremlin bites. How sweet. Their humiliation is open to all, of course.]

comments