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willbedone.livejournal.com

Willow was on a couch in the common area, watching TV thanks to her computer-fu.

Currently she was watching a Bridezillas marathon.

She was a little speechless.

[open for Ursa Majorettes, or those who feel like knocking]

Current Mood: shocked

lovelylana.livejournal.com

C1. That was easy enough to remember.

It had taken her two trips to move her things down to the cabins, largely because she couldn't narrow down what books she wanted to bring any further, and of course she was sure she'd soon discover things she'd forgotten. But for now she was enjoying her favorite part of living in the cabins.

The campfire.

She just wished she'd remembered to get some marshmallows.

[Open!]

likethegun

Sam was in the lobby today, with pastries, prom tickets and the ballot box for prom court. The Get Your Prom Tickets Here! sign now had an additional Last Chance! message at the bottom, in case people didn't already know.

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Lana had pulled out paper and crayons and markers and scissors and glue. She'd even found some stickers and glitter. Now she was busily coloring away at the coffee table. There were cartoons on the TV and she was humming happily, tongue sticking out as she concentrated on what she was doing.

[Open!]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

The dorm hallways make for an excellent lightball court.

Spring Break means there's a lot fewer people around.

Fewer people around means less potential for innocent-bystander-related accidents.

Which, of course, is why Bridge is currently in the third floor hallway with a bunch of lightball gloves.

[ooc: completely, totally, utterly open.]

goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com

Early Monday morning Meg set up a table in the lobby with tickets for the Valentine's Day dance and a sign up sheet for flowers to be delivered on Valentine's Day for students and teachers.

There was also heart-shaped cookies and cupcakes covered in pink frosting sitting on the table. There was also coffee since it was early in the morning and coffee was necessary. Meg would be there all day, with the exception of when she had class during third period.

[Feel free to handwavy buying tickets and OOCly buying flowers. Comments to the flower post are screened as to not spoil the surprise for anybody. No OCD cause, um, I said so]

wannabe-pan.livejournal.com

Andrew was fixing some fine food: tomato soup and grilled cheese. An American classic. There was a fairly large pot of the soup, and he had enough bread and cheese to share if anyone else was hungry.

There was also some groovy Latin jazz playing, and he was dancing about the kitchen, head bobbing and hips swaying -- sometimes in time with the music. Life was good.

[common room open as they are]

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

Never mind that Anders only has classes on Mondays and Tuesdays, or that spring break isn't all that far away. He and Bridge have decided that school is stressful (yo), and that this definitely calls for a vacation. Of sorts.

Which is why the two of them have trekked up to the roof with two folding lounge chairs, sleeping bags, a cooler full of drinks and cold cuts, a portable heater, and s'more makings. The lounge chairs are set up in the emo garden corner with the sleeping bags rolled out on them, the heater is cranking out heat, and they're lying there. Under a tarp roof. With sunglasses on. Yes, at night.

It's totally a vacation. Or . . . a staycation, if you will.

[OOC: First thread is for Bridge, but otherwise totally open! If you talk to the guys, they won't actually acknowledge your existence as such. They'll talk to you as if they were writing you a postcard from some exotic locale.]

blessed_twice

After ~~fleeing~~ ~~flouncing away from~~ escaping the crazy pregnant woman he'd somehow woken up beside, Christian set out to explore this place. He was hungry but soon discovered the common room on the second floor and a fridge packed with food, to which he helped himself. Whoever brought him to this place obviously owed it to him to feed him.

He settled on the couch with a plate of food, making himself at home and turning on the TV. Oooh, ANTM marathon.

Current Mood: hungry

morpherboy.livejournal.com

Yeah, he had promised Johnny tomorrow, but he was bored and the though of spending one more minute in his room was making him want to scream. So there was a chimp in the common room, watching infomercials. There was also a pile of clothes hidden under the couch.

[ooc: Open!]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

After waking up and finding himself twenty years in the past, because of course a Fandom reunion would have something bizarre like that happen, Bridge finds himself wondering if anyone else who was supposed to be at the reunion also ended up in this time.

And what better way to find out than to head to the dorms, where everyone was supposed to stay for the duration of the visit? Bridge heads for the common room on his old floor and flops down on a couch. The last time he'd been in a common room was... okay, last week, but that was because he'd been giving the newest group of recruits a tour of the Academy headquarters. But for now he's sitting flipping through channels, looking for something interesting to watch.

goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com

Meg was bored. Bored, bored, bored. She was far too used to having class five days a week. She had on her pj's (a green tank top and Neptune High cheerleader shorts) and was lounging on the couch. One leg was laid out in front of her and the other was hanging off the side of the couch. Not the most lady-like of poses, but she was feeling lazy. She was flipping through the channels, hoping there was something decent on.

"Oooh! Blue Planet!"

[Tis open...yo]

Current Mood: bored

willbedone.livejournal.com

Willow was bored. So she took her hedgehog Philbert over to the common room to watch TV.

To her delight, Stage Right was on.

Of course it wasn't on a premium channel, so a lot of the swear words were dubbed. But still!

"You'll like this," she told Philbert. "There's dancing!"

[ooc: Open!]

Current Mood: happy

halfshell-hero.livejournal.com

Michelangelo had a pillowfort. It was a good pillowfort. It was a grand pillowfort. It was his pillowfort and he was not moving anywhere for anyone.

Really, he had decided to fight the man last night and had snuck into the common room late at night using great ninja prowess (Splinter would have been proud) to build it. He was going to take it apart again, but after hearing today's insane-lady announcement?

"I hereby declare this pillow fort to be Mutant Ninja Cabin, and dudes, I'm not movin' out for anything!"

It was not the largest illegal pillow-based cabin in the world, but turtles had staying power, and if anyone wanted to show up for hugs, or perhaps to try to move in with him, he wasn't going to complain. Bonus points if you were female, just because testing his limits was the whole idea here.

(Common room and pillowfort open- I'll be around for a couple of hours, feel free to gawk and protest, or cheer Mikey on as you see fit.)

Current Mood: weird

cantjossme.livejournal.com

Mel has a bag packed and a strange looking apple looking thing in her hand. She had ~~handwavily~~ sent out an e-mail and told a few friends that she was going to be heading home.

She also said this would be where she would be before she left just in case they wanted to see her off.

[ooc: Mostly for those who know who they are. Otherwise open. ~~Minor OCD coming up~~ OCD up! SP declared due to timezones, HP and Comic Con.]

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

John set up the gym for flag football practice. There were cones marking lanes for a passing/receiving workshop. Once everyone arrived, John and Molly demonstrated proper throwing and catching techniques. Players were then instructed to partner up to try for themselves. If they had questions or needed tips, John was around.

[ooc: The poll won in favor of practice! Thanks to

bruiser_in_pink for the idea. ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up! Happy Father's Day! Edited cuz I'm a moron and forgot to list a time!]

dude-its-jude.livejournal.com

Never leave decorating for a party to the mellow. There were some streamers tossed around and one of those fold-out crinkly hanging ball things dangling from a string that was duct taped to the ceiling. A stack of festive party hats tilted rather precariously on top of Jude's displaced stereo, which was playing something bouncy and probably from before he was born.

Food, however, was an excellent thing to leave to the mellow. Well, to the Jude anyway. A mismatched array of bowls held a mismatched yet delicious array of snacks and there were drinks of all kinds "liberated" from every common room that had anything in the fridge. Sadly, there were no milkshakes. Most of Jude's efforts had been put into the cake. The triple-layer (the base in chocolate, the middle slab in white, and the top in orange) cake decorated in as many clashing colours of icing as Jude could find. There was bright orange trim with purple and blue rosettes wherever he could fit them, and 'happy birthday, Rikku' in shaky cursive across the very top in hot pink. Sprinkles, marzipan, and gum drops were present in abundance. It was a cavity waiting to happen. And Jude was making sure no one touched it until all sixteen candles had been blown out.

Of course, until then, he was just going to sing "Sixteen Candles" to himself. A lot.

[[Rikku's impromptu birthday party is now open! OCD ~~coming~~ up, go and play!]]

im-afrog.livejournal.com

Adam was finished with his workshops for the week and was pretty happy about that. Not that he didn't enjoy them, but he was looking forward to the weekend.

Wanting some fresh air, Adam wandered on up to the roof. He hadn't been up there until now and seriously wondered why. It was pretty cool.

... There could be more narrative, but mostly this is just an excuse for interaction.

[OOC: Open, open, open! Come play! Thanks for the added bit, Mandy! XD]

Current Mood: contemplative

southernbender.livejournal.com

It was their last night in the cabins. It was also raining. But Katara refused to let that stop her from trying to roast marshmallows one more time.

So any visitors to the Curupira campfire would find a merrily crackling fire, s'mores makings, and a strangely dry patch of ground around the fire.

Also a waterbender who was concentrating a lot on keeping that area dry.

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

This was the first ever Flag Football information session and practice. John and Molly set up all the necessary equipment in the camp gym. There was a handout by the door explaining what flag football was and the overall rules.

[[OOC: ~~Please wait for the~~ OCD is up, come on in!]]

the_merriest

Rikku hoped it wasn't too dark that people wouldn't be able to see that she now had purple hair.

Aly was on her short list of Favorite Teachers Ever.

She hoped the Kraken bathroom had recovered from any possible dye-related mishaps.

Rikku sat in front of the campfire, bouncing to herself. Ready to chat the ear off anybody and everybody who dropped by.

[so very open]

Current Mood: bouncy

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]

multiplez

After making sure her replicates had set up her things in Chimera A4 ~~is that okay with everybody?~~ to her satisfaction, Z headed out to the campfire to see what was to be seen and finish off the last of her stolen pie. Mmm, pie.

((Open, as campfires tend to be.))

im-afrog.livejournal.com

Adam had finally arrived. He had made sure to check in, sample some apple pie and then dropped his belongings off ~~handwavily~~ at the cabin he'd been assigned to.

Now, he had decided to explore a little, starting with the dorms and the grounds. He wanted to get a feel for this place. So far, so good.

Adam had a feeling he was going to be meeting some interesting folks as the day went on.

[OOC: For the Power Rangers of Fandom! Kind of short, sorry... writer's block sucks.]

the_merriest

"It's nice up here," Rikku said. "I'm not keeping you up or anything, am I? I mean, you'll say something, right?" Tidus would probably get sick of her chattering at him at some point, but it was too hard not to. "'Cause I don't want to keep you up. I just thought it'd be nice to come up here. You know, I don't think I've ever been up here before?"

The roof was decidedly not emo this evening, as a result of the two blondes.

(OOC: Very, very open!)

Current Mood: bouncy

the_merriest

Okay, so: she'd made several dozen cookies last night, and she had actually followed the recipes for once instead of just making things up as she went along. So they weren't, say, Surprise Cookies, but they should be edible, which ... surprise cookies sometimes weren't.

Rikku got a table and set out the cookies - some chocolate chip, some of the peanut butter kind with the fork-marks on top, and some oatmeal raisin - and pulled up a chair. And behind her, she hung the sign she had made.

( really long sign )

See, this is why she put the note in the paper. Because she wasn't so great at signs.

She sat down and waited for people to come by. And take some cookies.

[so very, very open! harass Rikku, take some cookies, or both]

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!]

untouchableskin.livejournal.com

Marie was manning the table today. Juniors and Seniors could stop by to purchase tickets and all students could stop by to nominate for the Prom Court.

[ooc: Please use OCD! See note here about my avail. Nominate Juniors and Seniors for Prom Court here.]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Sometime earlier that evening, the spell that had been blocking his powers disappeared. Which meant Bridge was in a much better mood than he'd been all week. So, out in the common room. Channel surfing and munching on popcorn.

connernotconnor.livejournal.com

Conner was slouched in a chair in the lobby with T-Rex the laptop, idly web browsing and trying not to think too much about his embarrassing behavior with Gwynn a few days ago, when he got a ~~handwavey~~ email telling him to meet up with a few other people . . . hey, in the lobby. That was convenient. He kind of really didn't want Gwynn to get dragged back to ancient England and hanged, because that would suck.

He was still a little worried about the whole "human opponent" issue, though. He was totally fine beating up on a conglomeration of a shark, a flower, and car parts, but this was a little out of his comfort zone.

[OOC: Mainly for plotty folks, but hey, lobby and all, so open.]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Not in the mood to sit in her room, Isabel wandered out to the common room and flipped on the TV, flipping channels to find something decent to watch.

Current Mood: bored

nadiathesaint

Nadia had gotten a package. It had been a very long time since she'd gotten a random package that wasn't something she'd ordered.

But it was from a former boss (and not one that she'd ~~killed~~ ~~slept with~~ stopped talking to on bad terms), so she figured it was okay.

Inside were a few CDs from Lucas, and a tupperware container with an extra note on it:

Hey, little former music babe,

Lucas says you used to totally dig the secret recipe of my brownies, so I thought I'd make sure you got some more for old times sake. Try not to watch any Gwar videos when you eat them.

Keep it cool,

Eddie

Her eyes widened.

Eddie's special brownies.

SCORE!

So now she was bopping around to an odd harpsichord playing musician who sounded kind of like a cross between Betty Boop and a cat screeching but was mysteriously catchy, and eating her some good brownies.

[ooc: open. Yes, those are Eddie's special brownies. Secret ingredient: "lots of sugar". Your character may or may not recognize them for what they are, Nadia may or may not tell your character what they are, I leave that up to you]

Current Mood: high
Current Music: Joanna Newsom - Peach Plum Pear

connernotconnor.livejournal.com

Conner sprawled out on the couch, scowling at his cell phone as if he expected to be able to intimidate it into ringing. He still hadn't seen or heard back from Lana, which was starting to worry him; trying to convince himself that he was being paranoid was kind of difficult.

In an attempt to distract himself from worrying into a panic, he turned on the TV and started flipping through channels until -- wait, what?!? "No freaking way, he muttered, and turned the volume up just in time to hear . . .

"Coming up right after this, don't miss the hourlong world premiere of Relic Hunters Adventure Squad, the brand new series based on the true adventures of the Overdrive Power Rangers!"

"Hi there, what, excuse me?!?" sputtered Conner, sitting bolt upright and staring at the TV. "Overdrive, what? Who are these guys?" From the tone of his voice, you'd think he thought they were imposters or something.

"Yeah, he was going to be camping out right here for the next hour and a half, because this he had to see.

[OOC: Yes, Power Rangers Operation Overdrive premieres tonight, so I just couldn't help myself. Relic Hunters Adventure Squad is gonna be the meta for both OO and Boukenger; thanks to

blessed_twice and

untouchableskin for helping me come up with meta character names. The top thread is for certain people who know who they are, but otherwise wide open, as common rooms are!]

lovechildblair.livejournal.com

While the weather had been snowy all day, the area near Bel's garden was free of snow tonight. The space around the roof held a touch of warmth and there was no wind to blow out the candles that flickered in the dusk.

A table by the door held candles for people to hold and a picture of Bel. Blair had found a fairly decent photo from the time in the cabins and while Bel wasn't exactly smiling into the camera, he wasn't glaring either.

[ooc: Invitations were handwaved so anyone's welcome. If you're not normally allowed in the dorms (teacher, townie, alumni) please keep your interaction limited to this post. ~~Also, wait for OCD~~ OCD Up! ]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

After stowing Jeremiah's tank and Xander's knapsack in 227, Bridge and Xander head off in search of spaghetti. Why didn't they just use the Synthetron? Well, spaghetti's like toast. It's more fun to make it yourself.

As luck would have it, the only Common Room kitchen currently stocked with any spaghetti noodles is the one on the fifth floor. So here they are. Making dinner.

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

Anders wasn't as physically drained as Tannim was, but after returning from the Underworld he was emotionally exhausted.

Any recent attempts to cut back on the number of cigarettes he consumed went up in -- pun intended -- smoke as he paced the roof, trying to get some semblance of control back.

Actually, he was mostly trying to prevent himself from throwing up, or having a nervous breakdown, or completely losing it one way or another. He'd never had to help kill a friend before . . . even if it had really been a monster wearing a friend's face.

With any luck he'd never have to do it again.

[OOC: The roof is the place for emo -- and open.]

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

As the saying went, your ears were supposed to burn or something if someone was talking about you, but Anders's ears had felt just fine today. Which was just as well -- if he'd had any idea what certain parties had been saying about him today he'd be freaking out. If he'd had any idea of certain events that had transpired? He'd definitely be freaking out.

Okay, so he was freaking out, but for an entirely different reason: he'd missed the snowboard-X competition at the Winter X Games.

This didn't stop him from lying on a couch in the common room (just for the change of scenery), scowling at ESPN and waiting to see if they'd replay any of it. As if it had been ESPN's fault that he'd been preoccupied and missed it in the first place.

[OOC: Open! Who says ignorance isn't bliss? . . . don't answer that.]

untouchableskin.livejournal.com

Polexia slept in late after her night out at Caritas.

But when she woke up, she was bored and ended up wandering down to the common room. She figured out how to work the television and was very excited to find something called MTV that was showing music videos.

She dug through the cabinets and fridge and found some suitable snacks and settled in to watch this fascinating thing.

[open, as common rooms are. Marie is Polexia from Almost Famous, so she's from the early 70s. She also doesn't have Marie's mutation, so she's not covered up and she can touch people.]

once-a-king.livejournal.com

After ~~handwavy~~ shopping for supplies and food, Peter and Isabel decorated the Common Room and hung a banner across the back saying "Congratulations on Surviving Our First Week of Classes!"

A big cake ~~of whatever flavour you want to mod~~ saying much the same thing, soda, chips, and lots of other food were laid out on the table along with poppers, kazoos, noisemakers, and other party favours and games.

In short, the Common Room was set up for a big Student Council sponsored party for all students old and new.

{OOC: Isabel modded with permission. Have fun modding the party favours and games and food available!]

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris had a bunch of snacks and the three disc special edition DVDs of Return from the Past ~~aka Back to the Future~~ and its sequels. Yes, he totally considered this doing research.

swerval_zero

After realizing she hadn't taken her turn at feeding the voracious hordes recently, Zero made a trip down to Ching Tai and returned with prodigious amounts of Chinese takeout, which she set up in the common room. Then she helped herself to some ginger chicken and lounged around watching "Mighty Capin' Justice Magicians" on the TV. Her good deed for the day was done.

((Open to all, as common rooms usually are. :D))

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

It's the last day before classes start, and Bridge is... reading. Go figure. He's curled up on a couch in the common room, absorbed in a comic book. ~~But not literally, that was a previous season's episode.~~

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris decided to make himself comfortable in the common room and flipped through the TV channels until he hit on the football playoffs.

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle felt as though her day had been very successful. She'd scoped out the town, gotten herself a job (starting tomorrow! How exciting!), and had picked up a total of two dollars and seventy two cents in change as she walked around the island. A very good day, indeed, especially since, she could tell from her ~~handwavily~~ grabbed copy of the Wall Street Journal that SEA hadn't continued to drop, and the one she was scoping had raised, but not enough that it wouldn't be enough for her SEA to fail to cover it in a few days. Looking pretty good!

Grabbing a bowl of cereal for her dinner, Turtle plopped out the couch, tucked her Journal beside her, and turned on the television. Now that she didn't have her mother restricting her TV time, she definately wanted to see what kind of channels they got here at the school.

[[ common room. open. duh. =D ]]

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

Okay, so it wasn't the best planned or fanciest party in the world. There weren't any streamers or banners, just a few hand-scrawled signs on printer paper reading "We're Bored, So Let's Party!" There wasn't even a theme really, but that sort of was the theme, as he and Nadia had concluded yesterday. Besides, Anders was tired and not exactly up to his usual standard of movement. Plus, they were saving all the decorations and planning for the real party, after all the new kids arrived. Oh yes. ~~Mwahahaha.~~

Small tables of snacks, food, and drinks (and of course the ubiquitous supply of cupcakes, since this was after all Anders) had been laid out on all the landings between the first and fifth floors, and the common rooms had been raided for chairs and seat cushions to form makeshift seating areas in the hallways near the stairwells.

Hey, an impromptu party was better than boredom, right?

[OOC: OCD up. Party on. ~~Shut up I totally knew the original subject line was too long the whole time.~~]

willbedone.livejournal.com

Willow and Bridge had wanted to have a Hanukkah party and by god they were having a Hanukkah party.

Arranged around the 5th floor common room were blue and white decorations, the menorah that Peter had given to Willow, dreidles and gelt to play with, latkes (aka potato pancakes), Sufganiyot (not unlike jelly donuts), beef brisket, and an assortment of fried products that covered the gamut from cheese to zucchini to a variety of fritters and even more donuts because frankly you couldn't have too many of those in Willow's opinion.

Marie was also there, setting up the coffee and pastries provided by the Student Council.

Willow then hung up a banner saying "HAPPY HANUKKAH! (AND FINALS!)" and felt satisfied at a job well done. She then sat down to enjoy herself.

[ooc: ~~OCD a-coming~~ Up! Note the OOC for my availability =)]

Current Mood: pleased

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

Since they hadn't gotten around to giving Bridge his big present last night, Anders and Conner waylaid him toward the end of the Hanukkah party and convinced him that it had to be given to him tonight.

Both of them were way too excited about this.

"Come on, dude!" Anders exclaimed, bouncing with eagerness as he led the way into the garage, and toward a large shape covered with a bright green tarp, an even brighter green bow stuck to the top of that. "Go on, unwrap it. Sort of."

[OOC: For -- heh -- myself and

bridge_carson, but other than that, open for all your garagey needs.]

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory got to the common room nice and early right after Lit, and started blowing up balloons and hanging streamers.

By the time everyone would be out of class, she had the cake and snacks and drinks out as well, and there was a table to the side for presents.

Happy birthday, Bridge.

[~~Wait for OCD!~~ OCD is up. Open to all, natch. I personally won't be around for a good portion of the evening, but the birthday boy should be along later tonight.]

once-a-king.livejournal.com

Following his and Isabel's plans made yesterday, Peter had stopped by J,GOB after Interstellar Relations to pick up a metric ton of coffee, doughnuts, bagels, and assorted other pastries.

Getting them back to the Common Room was easy, but trying to corral all the books in the Common Room into a cabinet so they wouldn't knock over the coffee was much more difficult.

However he managed to do so and thus there was a table set up with coffee, tea, doughnuts, and pastries. A sign said "Happy Studying and Good Luck on your Finals from Student Council." There was an addendum added in pen "Watch out for books!"

Peter was drinking tea and studying his Hunting notes nearby.

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Bridge hobbles out of his room for the first time since Saturday evening. Leaning the crutches against the arm of the couch, he curls up and starts aimlessly flipping through channels.

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