not_tylerdurden: (Calvin: plotting)
[personal profile] not_tylerdurden
Christmas was always a very ambivalent time for Calvin, attempts at good behaviour spawned from the desire for presents competing with, well, his Calvinness. This year hadn't been as much of a struggle...at least until the snow had started falling.

That had tipped the balance well and truly in the favour of Calvin giving up completely on getting anything but coal (and the odd can of tuna courtesy of Hobbes) in his stocking.

He had been up since the very wee hours, building what he was quite certain was the most awesome snowfort in the history of ever, then stockpiling ammo. As Hobbes kept watch, he carefully patted yet another slushball into shape, waiting for his first unsuspecting victim to make their appearance.

[First thread locked to, um, me, rest of post open. Please come save me from myself.]
[identity profile] notlikebobby.livejournal.com
A bored Jack McCallister was not a happy Jack McCallister. Thankfully, he was good at keeping himself busy. He hadn't had any Saturday night plans (as usual lately) so when the crawl on his skin that came with restlessness appeared, he made a snap decision to do something. Jack bounced the basketball against the court floor a few times before shooting the ball at the hoop. It hit the backboard and the ring before falling through the net.

Yep, shooting hoops on a Saturday night. How exciting. As Jack retrieved the ball, he silently acknowledged that he really needed to make more local friends.
[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com
After getting back from Colorado, Bruce got some dinner from Ching Tai. Unfortunately, they gave way too much food, so he set up in the common room. If people were hungry, they could take. He could have done that and gone to his room with his food, but he figured that would prevent him from seeing how other people were reacting to the gender switch. And really, his want to be left alone was easily overruled by his curiosity.

While he was in the common room, though, he wasn't touching the TV. It would end up stuck on the Style Network or something if he did. He could deal with being a girl, but that was asking too much.

[OOC: Open like a gender-neutral common room.]
vanillajello: (Things are okay.)
[personal profile] vanillajello
It had been a long, long fucking week for Kate Gregson. But she'd had a good newbie picnic, and she'd gotten an absolutely adorable new fake sib, and so today she was actually feeling pretty good about things.

Good enough to wander into the common room after waking up (still in the tank top and pyjama bottoms she'd slept in, but at least it wasn't shorts) to make breakfast to share with people. Nothing fancy, just a simple fruit salad. But there was enough for a lot of people.

And the rest of her chocolate coins were in a bowl on the table too. She'd missed a couple newbies yesterday and anyway, if she kept them in her room she'd just eat them all by herself.

At least here she was actually partaking of the fruit salad while lounging on a couch. Mmm, fruit salad and a lazy Sunday morning.

[ooc: Open common room is open!]
[identity profile] rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com
Rilla wasn't much for sunlight or nature or any of that crap, but sitting by the firepit at lunch was a good way to get a look at the cute boys that wandered through camp.

The dress she was wearing wasn't exactly cut out for lounging on logs, for God's sake, so she took a drag on her cigarette and hoped that someone would come along to make this whole exercise worth it.

[OOC: she haaaaates me.]
not_tylerdurden: (Calvin: pondering while painted)
[personal profile] not_tylerdurden
Calvin had been awake since before dawn, when some inner sense had informed him of the presence of the snow.

Since then, Calvin had been very busy. He was an artist who'd been deprived of his favourite medium for far too long, and once he'd realised that this wasn't any ordinary snow there had been no stopping him (even if Hobbes had decided to watch from under cover and call out questions and advice from a distance rather than get his fur stained, the wimp).

Soaked, and spattered and smeared with stray streaks of colour, he carefully patted snow into shape with chilled fingers. He had a vague awareness he'd been at this several hours, if only from the sheer number of twisted and tormented shapes scattered across the lawn in front of the dorms.

Calvin could be quite productive when he put his mind to it, and given what he came up with when his palette consisted solely of white, anyone passing by the dorms today was in for a surprise.

[Mostly establishy on Calvin's part, but so very open for anyone who wants to react to his handiwork.]
not_tylerdurden: (Calvin: totally not stoned)
[personal profile] not_tylerdurden
The lack of classes meant that Calvin woken up early and noticed the syrup rain.

This should be all the reason you needed as to why he was currently sprawled out on on the deck with goggles covering his eyes and his mouth open, with various open containers scattered around him.

Hobbes was with him, but like any civilised tiger he had an umbrella in one paw to keep the syrup off his fur.

[Open post]
[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com
Despite her smart-ass comments to Dimitri the other day, Rose was having trouble getting used to Fandom's daytime schedules again.

She found herself wide-awake in the middle of the night and not wanting to bother Morgana if she was there in their room so Rose made her way out to the Common Room.

Grabbing a bag of cookies, Rose flopped down on the couch and flipped the tv on. It ended up on a bad ninja movie, but she wasn't so much paying attention as she went over the events of the week again.



[Omg, I am so bored at work. Plz help.]

Fandom High RPG



About the Game

---       Master Game Index
---       IC Community Tags
---       Thinking of Joining?
---       Application Information
---       Existing Character Directory

School and Grounds
---       Fandom High School
---       Staff Lounge
---       TA Lounge
---       Student Dorms

Around the Island
---       Fandom Town
---       Fandom Clinic

Communications
---       Radio News Recaps
---       Student Newspaper
---       IC Social Media Posts

Off-Island Travel
---       FH Trips

Once Upon a Time...
---       FH Wishverse AU


Out-of-Character Comms

---       Main OOC Comm
---       Plot Development
---       OOC-but-IC Fun





Disclaimer

Fandom High is a not-for-profit text-based game/group writing exercise, featuring fictional characters and settings from a variety of creators, used without permission but for entertainment purposes only.

Tags