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multi-madrox.livejournal.com

After his afternoon workshop Jamie settled down at the campfire ring with his encyclopedia and a cooler filled with cold drinks.

Any one who might pass by and say hello would no doubt be offered a lovely beverage.

[ooc: Open!]

Current Mood: chipper

once-a-king.livejournal.com

Peter made a small fire in the Stickbug campfire and started to boil water for tea. Yes, there was an easier way. This just tasted better.

He also had cookies and marsmellows. The breakfast of champions.

[OOC: Open to any Stickbugs or passers-by of course]

multi-madrox.livejournal.com

The rain had made things quite messy outside of the Stickbug cabin. So muddy Jamie was slipping and sliding all over the place.

At first it was by accident. However judging by the fact that Jamie is now taking a running start and sliding face first over the slick muddy ground wooting in delight.

[ooc: Woot! Fun in the mud! Join in!]

peter--parker.livejournal.com

After finishing up and sending off his article for the Hightimes, Peter walked out by the mightiest campfire in the land and took a seat. He started to juggle rocks. No, it wasn't terribly interesting, but it was a nice night to sit out and do anything to pass the time. So it worked for now.

[OOC: Open like a thing that is out enclosed by walls or locks or other things that might make something not open.]

like-a-sponge.livejournal.com

Greg was there, and with him he had several packets and jars of various substances that looked like they might be unpleasant to eat or get in one's eye. They were labeled things like MgSO₄²⁻ and Na₂B₄O₇·10H₂O.

He was also eating some marshmallows as he scorched them.

[Open, yay!]

whitedeathpod.livejournal.com

John had snuck away from the campfire very sneakily like and had tiptoed back to investigate a certain cabin. Now, he's just waiting for someone else to show up after making a ~~*handwave*~~ call to him earlier this afternoon.

( And the visitor walks up... )

"If this gets me in trouble, I'll turn you into a rodent," Cedric says, wand at the ready.

"Like that's never happened before," John mutters.

Cedric points his wand at the cabin, speaks the incantation for the invisibility spell and watches at the cabin disappears.

"It's still there, not gone forever but you can't see it. I'll come and take the spell off when you're ready."

"Thanks!" John smiles proudly at...nothing.

[OOC: Meerkat cabin is invisible and the doors are locked. Nothing has been damaged. If the Meerkats get into their cabin, they will not be invisible. Spell will be lifted, I promise!]
[OOC2: Cedric totally modded with permission!]

peter--parker.livejournal.com

Peter had already packed for the weekend and was currently avoiding the annoying gnomes by staying on the ceiling. He was currently taunting them.

"Yeah, little guys. I'm up here, you're down there, you can't reach me. How do you like that, huh? Huh?"

He had been doing this for ten minutes and he wasn't sick of it yet.

[OOC: Open to the Stickbugs or anyone who might have a reason to show up.]

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Anyone passing by Stickbug in the wee hours might notice quite a bit of pudding left around the cabin, a trail of which led back into the woods.

An even closer observer would notice Eip Gnomes creeping around and amusing themselves with the pudding.

As the pudding ran out, the gnomes grew unhappy and made their way into the cabin.

Stickbug boys would wake to find tiny gnomes cuddling them in their beds, because that's what happens when promises of pudding run out.

[omg I am a Stickbugmodder. Y'all can decide if there's a gnome in bed with you not dirty. I know Greggie has a gnome - can't speak for the rest of you. And no, they're not going to go away unless we give them something, and the Meerkats know what. :) Also, locked to the Stickbugs, at least for the time being.]

tyler-gone.livejournal.com

Tyler reclined on the couch, bouncing his basketball against the wall and catching the rebounds.

Well, most of the rebounds.

Some of the rebounds.

The thuds are probably pretty annoying.

[OOC: Open, of course.]

Current Mood: bored

multi-madrox.livejournal.com

It's too hot for a fire, but the shade from some nearby trees and cooler full of drinks still makes the Stickbug campfire a very nice place to be.

Actually it would be a nice place to be anyway because Stickbugs rule.

But everyone knows that.

Jamie is sitting back enjoying a cool beverage and reading a book, but is immensely botherable.

Current Mood: lazy

peter--parker.livejournal.com

Peter sat back in the common room, worrying. He had filled out his weekend pass request for this weekend. It was only a few days away. That would be fun.

But in the meantime, he was doing some schoolwork. The monkey was crying. It wouldn't stop crying.

Stupid monkey.

[OOC: Open to cabinmates. Go Stickbug! And it always said Monday, shut up.]

once-a-king.livejournal.com

Armed with a bag of his version of campfire food including sausages, potatoes, salt and pepper, and the inevitable marshmellows, Peter built a fire in the Stickbug firepit. Lighting it, he passed the time until coals formed by pacing back and forth. He did not, under any circumstances, look at the main campfire flagpole.

Once the fire had burned down a bit, Peter buried some potatoes at the edge of the firepit and carefully raked out coals to surround them. He sat to the side of the fire, tending it as needed, reading his new history book, and keeping an eye out for exploding pastries of any sort.

OOC: Open to all!

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Having dragged their beds to their cabin which apparently hadn't been stolen or painted pink, first thing Cameron did was grab a shower (no, the colours hadn't come out of his hair) and get into warm clothes before he started stripping down his bed from the damp sheets.

tyler-gone.livejournal.com

It was late. Very, very late.

The men of Stickbug had either done manly things all day that made them very tired, or were at least faking it. Tyler, the two Peters, Charlie, Jamie, Greg, Cameron and John all snored away soundly in their alcoves.

Sleep. It's where they are vikings.

[OOC: For the foul Meerkat invaders, who have full modding rights. I have comment notifications turned off on this, so ping me on AIM if you need anything.]

Current Mood: exhausted
Current Music: "Sleep of the Just," Elvis Costello

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Entries tagged with ^stickbug

Stickbug Campfire: Afternoon

Stickbug Campfire - Early Saturday Morning

Outside of the Stickbug cabin...

Stickbug Campfire, Tuesday evening

Stickbug Campfire [Sunday Night]

Around the Meerkat Cabin [Shortly Before the Luau Ends, Friday Night]

Stickbug Common Room, Thursday evening

Around Stickbug Cabin - late night/early morning

Stickbug Common Room, Wednesday Night

Stickbug Campfire - Afternoon

Stickbug Common Room, Monday evening

Stickbug Campfire - Early Saturday Evening

Stickbug Cabin, post prank

Very Late Thursday, Stickbug Cabin

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