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yourwhiteknight.livejournal.com

Harvey was sitting in front of the TV with a notebook in his lap. He was trying to sketch out some ideas for campaign posters for Student Council. He just needed to think of a catchy slogan and he'd be in business.

He'd be in business a lot faster if he wasn't getting so distracted by the TV. Why was there nothing good on?

[Oooooopen]

Current Mood: working

decoder-rings.livejournal.com

So, Hannibal had had a good night last night. Very good night. And since it had all started out here, he figured he should just never ever leave.

So, he was back out there, shirt off (it was hot), and lounging in one of the chairs with a cool bottle of water nearby.

He kind of loved this place.

[Is open, yes! *uses icon shamelessly*]

Current Mood: content

saltandammo.livejournal.com

"So," Dean began, grinning at his double, settling on the couch with the remote, popcorn and a mlkshake, "how many zombie flicks do you think we can get through tonight?"

gobrookeyourself

Brooke went ahead and got supplies for s'mores, figuring if she was going to do a campfire, she might as well do it right, right? And it helped when the weather cooperated.

Not that the s'mores really worked if you were ignoring the graham crackers to occasionally snack on the chocolate and marshmallows just like that, but look, it was the thought that counted.

[Open campfire is open! I have been productive and now I can play!]

Current Mood: lazy

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

It wouldn't have been a problem if it hadn't been the wings.

Why, why had there been wings? Cal had thought it was bad enough that there was an excessive amount of pink as well as interlocking male-female symbols being advertised on his butt, but then there had to be pretty fairy wings on it, too. Just great. It was definitely a day where he was going to try to stay in his alcove.

Only to discover that trying to even just sit in one of those alcoves as a horse with big wings was not pleasant. He realized he could have just stuck in the living room, but he wanted fresh air and, most importantly, room, and so there came to be a slightly sulking pretty pony sitting by the unlit campfire, reminding himself that maybe this at least meant all the Fandom stuff was just getting out of (or would it be into?) his system.

[[ open campfires be open ]]

saltandammo.livejournal.com

After hanging out at the luau for a while, Dean made his way back to his cabin and started a fire in its firepit. He lounged beside it, occasionally poking it with a stick, watching the flames crackle and burn, inbetween watching the starry sky above.

All in all, he was feeling rather mellow and just generally content with his life and being in this moment.

[open!]

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Buffy had been bouncy since she woke up. She'd raced to the gym to set everything up, get a whole bunch of water bottles arranged in a cooler and make everything ready for a day of awesomeness.

It was important to start the cheer camp on a high note.

ooc: OCD ~~coming up~~ up and ready!

x5-alec.livejournal.com

Alec was considering whether cheerleading counted as disallowed contact between students. Not that he cared - it was just rather amusing as a thought.

Pulling out the mats and putting something suitably ~~earwormy~~ ~~obnoxious~~ danceable on the boombox, Alec waited for everyone else to show up.

[OOC: ~~Wait for OCD plz~~ GO GO GO FOR IT!]

Current Mood: hyper

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Still in the wolf form that Umbridge had turned him into, Dean was stretched out on the couch, chin resting on the armrest, tv remote in his mouth. With careful experimenting, he'd figured out how to turn on the tv and change the channel by biting down gently on the buttons.

He was currently watching an old werewolf movie; it had seemed appropriate given the circumstances.

[ooc: Yep, Dean's a wolf. Open like an open thing.]

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Dean had stretched out a large piece of posterboard over the table and had poured out a number of china shards in a pile beside him from the large sack that was on the floor at his feet. He was carefully sorting through the shards, picking out some to glue to the cardboard.

Just a little arts and crafts project on a Saturday night.

[ooc: this would be what's left of the kitten plates. open for anyone who wants to watch or help with the project. ;)]

scary-jeff.livejournal.com

It would probably be better, all things considered, if Jeff never ever talked to Jack ever again.

As it was, he was standing (well, hanging over the back of the couch) in the common room, watching television, wearing shorts and a naked cat (on his shoulder, not anywhere dirty), and not really much else.

He was watching nature documentaries again. He may have been explaining a few mildly obscene things to Prince Oscar Pedro in the process.

[ Open. Chad's cat modded with permission. I'll be around for the next hour, should anyone actually be up, then pick up any potential dangly pings when I get home, which will probably be right about when everybody gets up ]

x5-alec.livejournal.com

Alec went down the gym and set up a table with some chairs for the judges, then pulled the mats out in front of it. Things felt kind of quiet, so he was wondering if he should do something to make sure people showed up.

Maybe he should be shirtless?

...Okay then!

[OOC: ~~Wait for~~ OCD is up! The tryouts are just for Saturday, but the post is in SP until Monday due to the Potterdammerung.

Past Tryout Examples and please be as descriptive as possible.]

Current Mood: cheerful

x5-alec.livejournal.com

Alec was holding court in the common room, taking advantage of having Dean ready to bend to his every whim and desire - which was being used for non-evil or dirty purposes as Dean made Alec milkshake after milkshake.

Anyone stopping by would also get a milkshake. Alec's logic said that Dean's were the best, so everyone should get one, despite the possibility of souring his double on milkshakes in general for years to come.

Current Mood: content

x5-alec.livejournal.com

Alec was rather quiet as he pulled out the mats and made ready for practice.

[OOC: Please be aware that an alumni's death will be announced and possibly discussed. Feel free to have your character miss practice if that makes you uncomfortable. ~~Wait for~~ OCD is up.]

Current Mood: indescribable

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Buffy was extra bouncy today since it was the last practice she'd be to for a while. She made everything ready, and then when everyone had arrived, she clapped her hands. "Hey guys! I thought I'd let you know that I've given a suggestion for a cheer camp list... thing... paper to the office, and I'm hoping for a positive reply! I'm going home - well, to my mom - next week, so this'll be my last practice until fall semester." She glanced over at Alec and then Aly and grinned. "I'm sure Alec and Coach Aly will take good care of you all."

She clapped her hands again. "Okay, have a great practice everyone!"

ooc: I blame the Doctor and the Master for this being up so late. Sorry!
~~Wait for OCD.~~ OCD is up!

smartestone

Hermione's reached a point where she's just bored. She's out of things to read that she hasn't read a dozen times already, she's out of yarn for knitting, her workshops are almost over and they're not really the studying kind, and Crookshanks hasn't been around all day to play with. Not that he plays voluntarily, but shut up.

So this is why she's in the common room, resorting to the television. It may rot the brain, but at least it's noise. She turns it on, flipping channels, and... ooh.

Hermione's found the Discovery Channel. Someone should probably stop her before the addiction sinks in.

Current Mood: bored

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

It wasn't long before practice was to start when Molly got to the gym. She, therefore, wasted no time in getting everything set up for the day.

[[OOC: Threads are ready to go!]]

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

John and Willow had ~~handwavily~~ left messages for the all the players abut the change in practice time.
The gym was set up for flag football. There were gold and blue flags in two boxes. Above the boxes players could see the huge poster Willow'd made. It was covered in stickers and glitter and written in many colorful markers. The poster listed the two teams and the names of the players on each team as follows:

Gold Team	Blue Team
John Sheppard, captain	Willow Rosenberg, captain
Abigail Whistler	Adam Park
Billy Kessler	Andros
Bridge Carson	Annette Hargrove
Chad Sado	Jim Halpert
Dawn Summers	Jo Harvelle
Dean Winchester	Marco Conrad
Dick Casablancas	Sam Winchester
Evie Carnahan	Shawn Farrell
Johnny Storm	Sokka

The poster also encouraged players to pick the proper color flags and join their captain for practice. There were also bottles of water by the sign in sheet ~~just cuz I love that icon~~.

[OOC: ~~Wait for~~ OCD is up! All oglers welcome in the watching/cheering thread, but remember: Those who watch too much football will wear out their end zone.]

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

This was the first practice with the new cheerleaders so when Molly made it there before Buffy, she made sure that there were comfortable places to sit since there would probably be more chatting than practice today. She also got all of the regular equipment set up.

[[OOC: This post takes place after the gym post set up by

henryoredward. Non-cheerleaders please use whichever post is appropriate for your timing needs. ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up.]]

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

Handouts needed to be written! Posters needed to be made! John gathered the snack food and art supplies that he'd ~~handwavily~~ obtained after work, and carried it all out to the campfire. Hopefully, people would stop by to help him, or just to pass the time while he worked.

[ooc: come one, come all, make posters and shoot the breeze]

Current Mood: productive

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Dean was camped out in front of the tv with a beer, listlessly flipping through the channels. He was feeling antisocial and maybe even a little sulky. Saying goodbye to Jaye had made sink in what Jack and Sam's departures hadn't -- that there was never going to be another full Seahorse gathering again. That really was the first group outside his family that Dean had belonged to and he hated that it was over.

He took another long swig of his beer. Goodbyes, he decided, sucked.

[ooc: for

x5_alec, but open to other jackalopes as well]

Current Mood: cranky

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Having ~~handwavily~~ called the cheerleaders she knew was here for the first term, and hoping that whatever voicemail they had ran on batteries, Buffy wandered over to the gym carrying a bag filled with sodas. She wasn't really planning for it to be a practice so much as a discussion about the tryouts.

But of course, she was always in favour of a workout!

ooc: ~~wait for ocd!~~ OCD is up!
ETA: Graduated Cheerleaders who still wanna be involved in cheerstuff while you're in fandom, please sign in as well, and we'll arrange it all IG!

saltandammo.livejournal.com

After chatting with his brother and Dawn, Dean wandered back over to his own cabin, grabbed a soda and some campfire friendly food and settled down outside intent on just kicking back and relaxing.

[ooc: for cabinmates and anyone else who wants to stop by. campfire munchies completely shareable and modable]

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

After John managed to stop gaping at the wall cutting A-3 off from the cabin and unpack his things, John drug a couple chairs out to the campfire and lit it. It wasn't dark yet, but a fire was good ambiance for people watching. At least, he thought they were people. John sat down and opened War and Peace to page three. He was right on schedule.

[OOC: Open to all!]

saltandammo.livejournal.com

The room was decorated with colourful streamers and banners, and along one side of the room a long table was set up full of food and drink, including a large cake with the words "Happy Birthday Sammy" written on it kinda lopsidedly.

There was another table set aside for presents and center of the room was cleared for dancing or whatever else people wanted to do. Dean had hauled his stereo down and set it up to play music, not all of which was classic rock in deference to Sammy's tastes.

Everything was set up for the party. It just needed the people now.

[OOC: putting this up way early because I ended up getting called into work today and so won't be here this afternoon/early evening. Mod the contents of the room and music as you see fit. OCD's up]

Current Mood: party!

x5-alec.livejournal.com

Alec and Dean had decided that there was no better idea than getting a lot of ice cream, a lot of random toppings, and then making sundaes. They even waited until after lunch (cereal) and made sure to have healthy things too (fruit syrup! jam! graham cracker bits!).

There was, of course, a lot of everything, just in case people wanted to come by and have some of their own. Alec was ~~suicidal~~ nice like that.

[OOC: Come have ice cream? Toppings and flavors totally moddable, and feel free to order Alec to put it all together for your wee ones.]

Current Mood: jubilant

the_merriest

Rikku hurried down to the gym in time for cheerleading, hoping that someone, anyone, would have an idea why her boyfriend was suddenly a cat. Was it cat day or something!?

She set kitty!Jude down in the bleachers so she could help to set up the tables. And hoped he wasn't going to wander off or anything.

[~~Please wait for OCD!~~ OCD up, play away! Posting as it wasn't up yet.]

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Buffy had woken early, and decided to go down to the camp grounds to clean up from yesterday. She beamed at the thought. It had been successful! People had talked and melted peeps and danced and everything! Buffy looked down at the melted peep stains on the grilling fork and hoped it didn't petrify. She stuffed it into her bag and moved on, cleaning as she went.

ooc: Open for all, weetiny or not!

water-wonder.livejournal.com

Tori had a wonderful time at prom last night, better than she could have imagined. She wished time could move slower though, she didn't want the year to end just yet. Especially when it meant some people would be leaving and she might not see them again.

An early morning person, Tori made her way into the common room kitchen, having decided to make an ample amount of pancakes. That was something she could cook without ruining it. People were probably going to be sleeping for a while but Tori decided to make enought pancakes for the floor and then some, regardless.

She set up orange juice, water, tea, coffee and milk on the table along with syrup and other ~~moddable~~ breakfast condiments. She placed pancakes along with everything as they were made.

[OOC: Open for mommies and daddies and kiddies, oh my!]

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Buffy had been running around all day fixing things for the totally not-prom, and she was getting a little tired, but she was still ready for cheer time, especially since she had had an idea for her Media final.

She arranged everything as usual, and then she went to get a pen and a paper. On the paper she wrote: Sign here if you think that the cheerleaders should throw a cheer assembly on the 27th!

Then she waited for people to arrive so she could boss them around.

ooc: ~~wait for ocd!~~ OCD is up!
ETA: go gremlins post in case you missed it.

kawalsky.livejournal.com

Kawalsky headed to the common room in search of snack food. He'd exhausted his own supply and didn't really feel like walking down to town to pick up some more. The common room was much closer.

As he stepped across the door threshold, he tried to put his foot down on the floor and found he couldn't. He poked the air and it seemed fine, but when he stepped fully into the room, there was no gravity to be had.

With a frown, he grabbed the door frame and tried to push himself off, floating through the air.

Sadly, the snacks were going to be more difficult to reach than he'd expected.

[OOC: Gravity-free common room! Come and float!]

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

For the first time in a while, Buffy was the first one to show up in the gym for cheerleading practice. She paused, a little confused by the lack of people, then began to haul out mats and other things needed to practice safely. She also arranged for water bottles, and the cd player to be ready.

ooc: ~~wait for it!~~ the ocd is up!

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.)

Current Mood: artistic

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Trying to fully get back into the swing of things and stop hanging out in his room all the time, Dean was in the common room kitchen cooking up breakfast. He figured even on April Fool's Day free food would draw people out.

Not that he was pranking anyone just yet -- although the thought had crossed his mind. He'd planned his observance of the day for later. It was more sporting that way.

[ooc: open with free breakfast]

Current Mood: cheerful

swerval_zero

It was the weetiny hours of the morning when a group of shadowy figures made their way across campus, pitchforks and torches and cans of spray paint in their hands.. Their hearts were pure, their intentions noble. The tyranny must finally end, and they were the ones to do it. Too long had they toiled without proper recognition (and really, you can only take that for so long before you snap). The lackeys. The also-rans. The sidekicks.

For some bizarre reason, one of them wore a bandanna and spoke in bad pirate, mostly because nobody had the heart to tell Seely that you didn't need to be a pirate to mutiny.

They'd finally snapped under the pressure. At last, today would be the day, the day .... for a mutiny. And possibly some cheery singing!

((I can claim only about five percent of this post. The rest of the credit goes to

ihatedenmark,

time_agent,

the_merriest, and

socksofcool. Rise up against your oppressors, my friends, my comrades, my brothers and sisters! Today is the day of our freedom! Mutiny! MUTINY! MUTINY!))

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Deciding that he needed to hang out somewhere other than his room for a change, Dean was ensconced on the couch with Alec, with milkshakes and a big bowl of popcorn they were sharing, ready to watch Spooky Things which was just starting.

There were worse ways to spend an evening.

Even if the episode was a repeat.

[ooc: open, Alec modded with permission]

Current Mood: relaxed

the_merriest

Rikku bounced down to the gym a little early, because it was one of those days where you really needed to dance around and yell a lot. Cheerleading: good for what ails you.

She seemed really early ... like, the first person here, even. Well, in that case, she'd start setting up some of the mats and warming up by herself. Everybody would show up sooner or later, right? Right!

Hooray, cheer time!

[~~please wait for ocd!~~ ocd up!]

dark_slippy_thing

'Valenteen' had spent a good twenty minutes rearranging the furniture in the second floor common room to better set the scene for the big shoot of the grand finale of his up and coming blockbuster hit, "Fandom Chicken, The Motion Picture."
This basically meant that the television was turned off and there was a little pillow fort created from the cushions of the couch for the terrible 'Flynn Flonn' to demolish in a flaming rage.
As the head of pyrotechnics had run off to Cuba, and Sokka, his costume mistress, seemed more interested in stupid masks for the extras than actual costuming for the leads, a costume was fashioned for his monster out of a garbage bag with holes cut in it and some coloured paper cut out to look like flames, stuck onto it with duct tape. It was low-budget, but it was brilliant nevertheless.
To top it off, another costume had been quickly fashioned out of a chopped up ice cream bucket, some cardboard, and a few rubber gloves, and it was awaiting a star that was brilliant enough to play the title role of the chicken.
Now, all he needed was for his cast to arrive. And, hopefully, someone who could operate a camera.

(OOC: ~~Going to set up some minor OCD.~~ OCD IS UP! Open for gawking, extras, anyone with a camera, and, of course, your normal common room needs.)

Current Mood: artistic

tricksy-spy.livejournal.com

Aly had left her office in just enough time to set up the gym for cheerleading ~~because she totally didn't forget she was supposed to really~~. She turned on some music just a BIT loudly and waited for the cheerleaders to show up.

[OOC: ~~Wait for~~ the happy OCD is up!]

dark_slippy_thing

Valentine had fashioned for himself a paper megaphone and was walking up and down the dorm hallways, shouting 'artistic' directions to everyone he came across.
He hadn't seen a single clapper loader, gaffer, or grip all day, and it was starting to perturb him. To top it off, his cameraman seemed AWOL, but he was willing to go out on a limb and say that he had finally decided to go with his suggestion to use hidden cameras for maximum feel while scenes were being played out.
This meant, however, that the boom operator would have to be extra careful to keep the boom out of the shot.
"AND WHERE IS MY LOW-FAT NO-WHIP SOY LATTE, PEOPLE?"
He was a director. This obligated him to shout.

(OOC: Open all day for anyone who wants to have random stage directions thrown at them in the hall or who wants to be hired into Famous Director Mr. Valenteen's movie crew. I have the day off, so I'm looking forward to much crack!)

Current Mood: artistic

swerval_zero

Zero set up camp at a card table with a hand-lettered sign on the front:

EVERYONE DESERVES A SECOND CHANCE!
Sign this petition to show you want Alec to stay
Get a discount on admission to my new movie!

He does not have hairy toes!

It's not a bribe, it's an incentive.

Oh, yeah, she also had a basket of lollipops for petition-signers.

x5-alec.livejournal.com

Alec had been hiding out most of Sunday, given that he wasn't entirely sure what the backlash was going to be like, but he didn't have a TV in his room and he'd finished unravelling the ball of yarnclothes quite a bit earlier.

So, sneaking out to the CR, he flipped on the TV and lowered the volume to the lowest he could and still hear it. To anyone else it probably sounded like a murmur, so hopefully he wouldn't wake anyone up.

[ooc: open for a while before I go to bed, but the poor boy needed walkies]

Current Mood: distressed

x5-alec.livejournal.com

Alec had apparently decided to take Hades' announcement to heart today, as he sat in the common room kitchen with a giant pot on the stove and many weetiny penguins running around. The stove was on, the water coming to a boil, and Alec was hungry.

[OOC: ...someone come tell him the penguins are not for eating?]

misshargrove.livejournal.com

Annette was crawling up and down the dorm hallways, very slowly, and pouting and mumbling to herself as she went.

"Stupid magnifying glass doesn't work." She banged it on the floor a couple times and continued on.

She sniffed and pushed her hair back out of her face. "Stupid fish throwing fishman!"

Her knees were getting sore so she hurried back to her room and put on her kneepads, then resumed her search in the halls. On her hands and knees. She was also tired of holding the magnifying glass so she strapped it onto her forehead so the glass hung at a mild slant over her left eye.

"If I don't find it, I'm going to hunt down that stinky fish thing and shoot him in his internal gonads. Yes I am."

Shuffle. Shuffle.

"Dammit."

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle...was really freakin' bored. All the wetness and water made her really reluctant to want to go outside, and with Miley gone the room was stiffling in its boringness so she went out to the common room and was even bored by TV. It sucked. She still left it on, though, for background noise, and went to make herself a peanut butter and jelly bean sandwich with a big glass of milk to snack on while she sat at the table and intermittantly worked on her creative writing story, a crapload of stocks pattern charts, and a fake treasure map that maybe she'd try to convince someone was real, and that if they went out in the flooded town, all they'd have to do was look for circles of light in these spots and then go fishing to find some sooper sekrit treasure. She...saw something like that in a video game once. All the water was reminding her of it.

[[ you know that thing where you're tired but you can't sleep because you've got way too much energy? Yeah. Here. SO totally open -_- saaave meeee ]]

socksofcool.livejournal.com

Hunching down in the couch and trying to appear inconspicuous in a way that a six-foot-tall woman giant dressed in a leather skirt, man's dress shirt, and no bra or shoes, cannot, Seely flipped through the channels trying to find a movie to watch. He eventually settled on a taping of an amateur production of Twelfth Night.

[Open!]

Current Mood: uncomfortable

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Buffy was a bouncing ball of nerves. "Okay guys, this is it. This is the last practice before the competition. Just, you know, focus and be your best and please, please don't injured or anything, and it'll all be awesome!"

~~wait for~~ the ocd of ocdness is up

captainliberty

Janet has made her way allllll the way to the dorms, and alllll the way up the stairs after talking to Pam. It's very tiring on her wee little legs, and she crawls up onto the couch with her eight pounds of clothes and towel cape, and decides she's bored.

She spots the remote and her eyes light up, and she reaches to grab it. The problem is, she doesn't know how to work the remote, so she's yelling "WORK!" at it and pouting when that doesn't turn the TV on.

She might need help. Or advice that TV ruins the brain.

[Open, especially for the kiddies, or those who want to entertain said kiddies. La.]

x5-alec.livejournal.com

Because he'd been a goat over most of Valentine's Day, Alec had missed out on giving candy and things. So, extracting himself from the blankets, he gathered up his craft projects from before he'd been goatified and headed out into the halls.

On certain doorknobs, he left a surprise:

( Jaye, Buffy, Alanna, Willow, Annette, Sammy and Dawn, Seely, Molly, Sam, Cedric, Jack, and D'anna! )

And then he returned to Dean's room for more sleep, feeling very proud of himself.

[OOC: Not for interaction as Alec is sneaky and I am going to bed, recipients may mod their dildo cozy colors as they like and feel free to react otherwise.]

Current Mood: devious

krycek-rat.livejournal.com

Krycek had gone to the common room to veg out a bit, but found himself wrestling with a goat for charge of the remote. "You can't even use it!"

"Maaa!"

"I'm not watching MTV," Krycek growled. "Just give it--"

*SNAP*

The goat jumped to the back of the couch with the ruined remains of the remote in his mouth, looking smug.

"You are really annoying," Krycek muttered as he got up to change the channel manually.

[ooc: ...goat modded with permission, yes.]

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