demonbelthazor: (Lying down)
[personal profile] demonbelthazor
It was Sunday.

Sunday meant football.

Therefore Bel was sprawled on the common room couch, watching the games. Right now the Vikings vs. the Bears was on. Today Bel was a Vikings fan. No reason.
[personal profile] smartestone
There are several tables set up all around the gym, one for each club. The names of the clubs are written neatly on posterboards taped to the front of their corresponding tables. There are chairs for the club heads to sit in, clipboards for signups on every table, and enough room for flyers, brochures, or whatever someone might want to pass out to advertise their clubs.

The doors to the gym open, letting students in to the second FH club fair.


[Wait for the OCD. *braces self* OCD is up. Go play. Schedule and info here.]
[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com
Walter was cooking breakfast and making a list. So far he had a remarkable array of eggs cooked in different styles, a loaf's worth of toast, far too many sausages, and a few boxes of cereal sitting out next to a gallon of milk.

You'd think he was cooking for more than himself. While he worked, a small black puppy scampered at his feet apparently trying to stab a paper ball with a pencil held in his teeth.

The list was for Mary Poppins, who had somehow thought that he'd volunteered as her Teacher's Assistant.

Pets and their people )

He knew there had to be more than that. He'd keep working on it.

[ooc: Help Walter with his list? Help me with the list. The food's for anyone.]
[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com
Still in an absurdly good mood, Dean was in the kitchen cooking. Nothing fancy, just some rice krispie treat, but he figured he wouldn't have any problems finding people to eat it.

Dean took a bite himself. And if he did, well all the more for himself, wasn't it?


[ooc: open now with more marshmallowy goodness!]
[identity profile] untouchableskin.livejournal.com
After handwavily finding out that her little wasn't going to be around for another week, Marie decided to skip out of the party and make a handwavy trip to the store.

She needed to keep her mind occupied, so she decided to cook dinner for anyone who wanted it. But not lasagna again. This time she was making fried chicken and mashed potatoes.





[ooc: open to all... shut up, I know I'm crazy.]
[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com
Feeding people seemed to be a regular Saturday morning activity, so Blair made sure to mix up a large batch of his normal breakfast treat. There was noisy stirring, pouring and blending coming from the kitchen area. Then ta-da... algae shakes!

[ooc:open! come for really nasty-tasting breakfast!]
[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com
Dean was in the kitchen area, finally cooking up the meal he'd promised Sammy he'd make a while ago. If nothing else, the events of the past week seemed to have worked as a kick in the ass to actually do some of the things he'd been meaning to get around to.

Knowing that food tended to attract people here, he was deliberately making a lot more of the macoroni and cheese than he and Sammy could eat. At worst it would mean there'd be leftovers in the fridge, but Dean really didn't think he'd have to worry too much about that.

[ooc: open with free food]
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint
After checking on Jamie and sparring with Pip, Nadia took a very, very long, very, very hot shower and went stiffly into the common room with plans to do nothing more than just relax.

Luckily, she found an episode of AKA to watch. It was one from the early seasons, where the rogue bad guy agent takes over teh fake CIA and Perth has to break in and save her evil boss. She propped her left leg up on a chair with an ice pack on her knee and silently and cheerfully ranted at Perth.

[ooc: oooooooopen sesame!]
[identity profile] 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!]
[identity profile] mmmanchovies.livejournal.com
It was morning and Fry was awake. This could have been a sign of the apocalypse, but everything else was normal. He was wearing only his underwear (white briefs) and was eating a bowl of cereal with a high sugar content and drinking coffee.

Coffee coffee coffee. Free coffee!

All was right with the world. Except that it was morning, but that would change soon enough.


(OOC - All welcome!)
[identity profile] fh-anonymous.livejournal.com
The locker isn't as quiet today. Periodically, the door would burst open and loud cheering and possibly singing could be heard coming from inside. Once, a souvenir ball marked 'FIFA' bounced out. If anyone tried to approach, however, the door would slam shut and go silent.

[[OOC: Same as yesterday; only for those who have contacted me please.]]
[identity profile] narglette.livejournal.com
Inspired by Arts and Crafts earlier, Luna has taken up residence in the fourth floor common room.

On the table in front of her is a stack of construction paper, rolls of crete paper, markers, glue, ribbons, scissors, and most importantly, glitter because she'd promised to pick some up.

Everything needed for making kites, signs, other room decorations or art fair entries were available.

She hadn't turned on the tv because she had no need of it, or any idea of what it did.

She was deeply focused on the shape she was cutting out of the green paper in her hand.

[ooc: Come play.]
[identity profile] joxertehmighty.livejournal.com
Joxer was, shock and surprise, not wearing his armor. That would be because he was polishing it, with nothing but spit, a rag, and good old elbow grease. Do not fear, however, as Joxer was still fully clothed in leggings and tunic. Public nudity would not become him, after all.

His stomach was grumbling. Because Joxer still hadn't figured out that there was food available in the dining area. Poor dumb fool.

[ooc: Open for any and all interaction]
[identity profile] untouchableskin.livejournal.com
After cheerleading tryouts, Marie headed back to her cabin, took a shower and decided to enjoy the nice weather by sitting out near the campfire. She arranged some wood in the fire pit, but didn't light it since the sun was still setting and it was still pretty warm.

She had made a *handwavy* shopping trip into town and picked up a camp cooker and a bunch of *handwavy* fixings for camper pies. There was also a small cooler with sodas and ice.

It was peaceful being outside, watching the sun set. But Marie would definitely enjoy company and she wasn't expecting to see Willow until really late again. She had never met anyone that loved books as much as her roommate/cabin-mate.



[open to all! And for those that don't know - a camper pie is when you stick two pieces of bread in a camp cooker and fill it with whatever you want - you can use *anything* - pie filling, meat, seriously anything.]

[ETA: the fire is now lit - enjoy camper pies at your leisure! fillings are completely modable.]

[identity profile] 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!

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Parker is bored. Bored bored bored bored bored.

And it appears that yes, by standing on the beams around the building, then onto the railing, then shimmying upward, you *can* get on the roof of the cabins.

She has an MP3 player, some binoculars, a flashlight, and marshmellows. Partly for throwing.

She also has a rope ladder, should anyone care to join her up there.
[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
Tired, Jack wandered into the common room in search of coffee. He hadn't gotten a heck of a lot of sleep last night.

Since the common room was empty, he appropriated both the couch with the best view of the TV and the remote control. Mister What was on again and he sprawled across the couch, watching it through half closed eyes. The show really was oddly fascinating.

[open for all your second floor common room needs.]
[identity profile] psycho-barbie.livejournal.com
Unable to stand being alone in her room any longer, Callisto made her way up to the second floor common room.

Flopping down on the couch, she turned on the television, eventually tuning into a Slightly Demented Nun documentary.

[ooc: open to all. And for anyone interested the documentary is meant to be the one shot during the 'Art Final'.]
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor
Today's floor of choice? The 3rd. Bel continued to test them out to see which he and Phoebe wanted to move to. Unfortunately, it was too early for "Passions." He flipped through the channels, looking for something to watch.
[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com
Rory was curled up on the couch with a small ball of fuzz in her lap and a turtle tank on couch beside her.

Vladdie would occasionally nod and give a small noise in his sleep as he slowly woke. And Rory, meanwhile, just flipped through the channels in boredom.

[open to all!]
[identity profile] x5-alec.livejournal.com
Alec was big on tv, not having watched much growing up. And he liked music videos (they were shiny and didn't need a big attention span to enjoy), so when he found that there was a whole channel devoted to them? He was in as close to heaven as he was likely to get with his clothes on.

So, sitting on the couch, barefoot and with a bowl of cereal, he was pretty much glued to the set. He could do without that crappy Macarena song or so much Spice Girls though. Whoa, retro.

[ooc: Open to anyone, yay]
[identity profile] 1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com
Buffy had been hungry and gone wandering through fandom town looking for take away. She had considered chinese for a moment, but had ended up ordering five pizzas instead, since according to her experience food in the common room = many people magically showing up. Therefor precautions taken.

She placed the boxes on the table in front of the tv and went to find herself a diet coke. Drink found, she dropped down in the couch and turned on the tv, flipping through channels before finally landing on a Buddies rerun.


(ooc: Pizza! Get your pizzas here!)
[identity profile] ihatedenmark.livejournal.com
Hamlet sat in the common room, half watching some late night TV. There was some comedy skit and musical show on, but it really wasn't very funny. He wondered about seeing if anything good was on at this time of night.
[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com
Having scoped out the common room that morning, Dean headed down to it after supper.

Raiding the small kitchen attached, when Dean finally made it to the couch in front of the tv, he had a couple of sodas and a big bowl of popcorn. Sitting down, he grabbed the tv remote and flipped until he found some old B monster movie. He grinned and settled in for the evening.

Food, drink and bad movies. Not much more a guy needed to enjoy an evening.




[ooc: open for interaction]
fh_jackass: Logan Echolls (Alcohol)
[personal profile] fh_jackass
Logan was in the kitchen. Cooking. Because when you were in a kitchen, working with a blender, you could call it cooking. Even if the result was more beverage-y than food-y. It was practically summer, anyway. Perfect time for a cold iced drink. With tequila.

The television was playing "Annie".
[identity profile] joxertehmighty.livejournal.com
Joxer stared.

There was a box. With tiny flickering images. And sounds.

He had no clue that it was The Long Haul starring Aaron Echolls on some random movie channel, or that it was a TV, or any of that.

He just sort of stared. Entranced.

[ooc: Open for All Your Shiny Happy 4th Floor Common Room needs!]

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