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izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

The common room was decorated with streamers, balloons and a sign that said "Happy Birthday Ronan". There was food from Ching Tai and a selection of baked goods from JGoB. Including a rather decadent looking chocolate cake.

Isabel rearranged a few balloons then sat down to wait for people to turn up.

[Open as common rooms are! ~~Please wait for minor~~ OCD is up.]

Current Mood: cheerful

smartestone

As was becoming almost habit, Hermione headed down to the gym early to help set up for the bi-annual club fair. Tables were set up for each club, with chairs for the club heads to sit behind, so they could explain their clubs and get people to use the clipboards on the table to sign up.

There was a refreshments table, and Hermione was around if anyone had any questions.

[~~Wait for the blissfully small OCD!~~ OCD is up!]

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Sure they were stupid. Sure they were fake. Sure the concept of 'best' was utterly laughable.

But by god you couldn't get better stupid TV than the MTV Video awards.

So Peter ordered some pizzas, made himself comfy, and got ready to snark.

[ooc: Open!]

Current Mood: amused

isourking.livejournal.com

After putting off homework as long as possible, Ron figured he could push it even further by investigating the common room and trying to figure out this Tee-Vee thing he'd heard about.

After finding the remote and smashing several buttons, Ron managed to turn on the TV to find two sportscasters on.

"Hi. I'm Casey McCall and this is Dan Rydell. Welcome to Sports Night."

Ron blinked at the Tee-Vee. "Well, it's nice to meet you Dan and Casey. I'm Ron."

"Tonight on Sports Night we're going to take a look back at the US Open."

"Would you mind giving an update on England's Quidditch teams?" Ron asked politely. "I don't get the Daily Prophet here and-"

"And then later we'll go over the scores from today's college football games," the Tee-Vee continued.

"Could you at least give me the standing for the Chudley Cannons?" Ron begged.

"But first a word from our sponsor."

"Bloody hell, can't you hear me?"

[open]

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

The only problem with being lazy and sleeping most of the day because you don't have classes is that you wake up and want to do something different. Too bad it was after midnight now and most everybody was asleep.

Ah well, there was always TV.

Molly wandered down to the common room, grabbed a soda out of the fridge, plopped down on the couch and started to flip channels to find something to watch.

grenfelzer.livejournal.com

Carmela's not that great a cook (well, she *can* manage a pretty decent pie, thanks to this summer's workshop, but that's baking, technically), so instead she's ordered a few pizzas and plunked them down on the table in the common room for anyone who'd like any. That done, she turns her attention to the TV to ask it (yes, ask it) if there's anything good on. Which is why the television's flipping through channels seemingly on its own as Carmela sits on the couch with a slice of pizza.

[ooc: open!]

by137.livejournal.com

This is A.J.

A.J. had impending Wake-Up-Way-Too-Early-Time on Monday, so he was trying to get as much sleep in as he could today. Which is why he had just woken up and was shuffling into the common room for 'breakfast,' very unaware of anything strange or anachronistic going on at the moment.

Mmmm, cereal. Mmmmm, ignorance. Hey, cartoons. Sweet.

[[ ~~common room, yo. feel free to make him cry over what he's been missing~~ Two teenage boys + Dinosaurs = so gone. room is empty, unless anyone wants to finish A.J.'s cereal. ]]

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

not_in_the_book

Ronan was at the kitchen facilities in the common room, preparing a pot of pasta. He had some olive oil and an array of spices in a basket on the counter, and was currently mincing a clove of garlic and throwing it into some oil in a frying pan in preparation of making a roasted garlic oil dressing for the pasta.

He had the urge to cook. It didn't happen often, so you might want to come by while he's willing to share. He's certainly making enough for whoever might come by -- this boy has not learned to make individual servings.

(OOC: Open like a common room is open. Come, follow the (v.v.strong) smell of cooking!)

Current Mood: chipper

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

It had been a long day at the Photo Hut. During his first ever shift, John had actually managed to read a few pages of his book. He thought that deserved some relaxation, so he sat poking the campfire with a stick, hoping to see some friendly faces.

[ooc: come say hi!]

Current Mood: tired

not_in_the_book

Ronan sat at the firepit outside of Jackalope, ignoring the world around him as he stared at the place where the fire would be. He'd stopped off at his dorm room just long enough to set up his voicemail, but hadn't bothered dropping anything off, for when your duffle bag holds everything you're carrying -- not matter how much that is -- without growing any heavier, you don't exactly worry about carting it all around. So, instead, he'd come out to the cabins (not that the map had been all that much help), dropped his bag off in Jackalope A, left the decision of which alcove to take until later, and come out to sit here. To stare at the not-fire.

Clearly, Ronan just needs ~~to get laid~~ someone to come by and say hello.

(OOC: Open like an open thing. Warning: Some varieties of Ronan may contain large amounts of minerals Sullen and Angry. Sample at own risk. ^_~)

ETA: And, uh, I totally didn't forget to put what TIME the post was occuring in the subject not at all.

ismyhairout.livejournal.com

The lobby had been rearranged to fit in a bunch of podiums and a big board that looked a lot like this.

Hades was at his own podium with note cards. "Welcome to Fandom Peril!, not Jeopardy!, because that would be a violation of copyright and we all know that that's a bad thing, right? Yeeah. Anyway, Fandom Peril!, brought to you by Proud Republican and Tory Students.

Aim of the game is to get as many right answers as you can. The categories are Fandom-related. You pick a category and an amount, listen to the clue, then buzz in and answer in the form of a question.

To get the group spirit going, yeah that's it, group spirit, each podium can have a team of up to four. Cram in there if you have to. Any team member can buzz in and answer. In the form of a question.

And on to our first round. The categories are: Animals John Has Turned Into, Invasions, Detention, Potpourri (about anything and everything), Roadkill (that's about Fandom wildlife) and Colors That End in 'Urple'. Team one, you get to pick the first category."

[OOC: PRATS folks get in there! Everyone who's allowed on campus at the time is welcome to join in. ie: non-PRATS more than welcome! Pick a podium, jump in, if the podium is full jump in anyway. Hades will be pleased if you cheat. Fight over who buzzes in first. It's free for all madness. ~~Wait for OCD!~~ OCD up!]

[ETA: Order sucks. Just pick a category and you'll get a question. Chaos reigns! Hades isn't keeping track.]

[ETA 2 - Son of ETA: I'm off to sleep, but in my absence the ever-lovely

kypriothschoice will be taking over the Trebek duties.]

notawitch.livejournal.com

Will had settled down in the fourth floor common room, and was humming along to the radio as she poked around in the cupboards in the mini kitchen. There were five different canisters of hot chocolate left out on the table (chocolate, double chocolate, mint chocolate, white chocolate, and something nasty looking marked as "candy cane"), with a little sign propped up in front of them.

Today Only: Free hot chocolate mix!
Help yourself to a cup!

Will was not so secretly hoping that she'd be able to get through these things faster by ~~pawning some off on~~ sharing them with other people.

Current Mood: cheerful

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.]

likethegun

Sam had spent the better part of his day dealing with a post-Seahorse party headache, and vowing to never eat another gummi bear again. Now that he was feeling better, he'd ventured out of his room and gone upstairs to relax on the fourth floor. Flipping through the TV channels had gotten him two Bitterwoman reruns, some cartoons, a news show, and what looked like some sort of movie about pirates, which he quickly decided to leave on.

A few minutes later, when the female pirates started taking each others clothes off, Sam figured out that it wasn't just a pirate movie - it was pirate porn, and he allowed himself to be intrigued for a few moments before realizing that the common room was probably not the best place to watch this sort of thing.

Sam hit the remote to change the channel, and frowned when nothing happened. Smacking the remote against the table a few times and trying again didn't work either, so he got up, went over to the television, and hit the buttons on the front to change the channel. Still nothing. Getting more frantic, Sam reached around to the back of the television and pulled the power cord from the outlet. And yet, the pirate porn remained, and Sam found himself wondering if fleeing would be a viable option.

[*blames this entirely on the FH SPN fans, and Eric Kripke, for giving us Sam canon that consists of "He's afraid of porn."* Ahem. Open to all! The pirate porn is...eclectic, so feel free to have your character come in while a different kind of pair is going at it. All I ask is that if you're somehow capable of fixing the television, please don't. *g*]

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

Anders had gone back to his room after Ares's class and taken a long nap. Luckily for him, he didn't have any classes tomorrow -- which was good considering that now his sleep schedule was going to be all wonky.

Anyway, he had finally hauled himself next door to the common room, where he was devouring a chicken Caesar salad about the size of a small jacuzzi while watching cheesy old action flicks.

"Wow, the stunt bottle over the head really is universal, apparently."

[OOC: Open like, uh, something open.]

lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com

After a very full day of chasing a small puppy through the ball pit in the closet and feeding and entertaining Berthold, Dawn was stretched out on the floor on her side, watching the DVDs of Wormhole X-treme that Molly had given her for Christmas.

"Okay, no one dies that many times..."

[ooc: Open!]

connernotconnor.livejournal.com

Conner would never admit it to anyone, but he had a massive weak spot for cute fuzzy animals.

Which would be why he was sprawled across a couch in the common room, fingers dangling down into a huge bowl of popcorn, while a documentary about pandas played on some science channel or other.

He was more or less devouring popcorn by the handful as he watched. But not because he was hungry, oh no.

Because if his mouth was full of popcorn it was harder to let out an undigified squee.

walter-n-wires.livejournal.com

Enough of the hiding out from everyone. Walter realized he'd been invisible lately, and that clearly hadn't worked on a number of levels.

So, out into the common room where he'd fried up a batch of potatoes and turned on the television, deliberately opting out of the ~~Hitler~~ History Channel and picking up a random improvisational comedy programme.

There he sat with a pile of salty fried potatoes, a panting hellpuppy, and a metric tonne of homework he hadn't been paying sufficient attention to.

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Lana curled up on the couch in the common room. She'd been working hard on not being depressed, but tonight just wasn't a good night. So she was currently watching Striding High, mostly for the eye candy, but hey, nothing wrong with that!

[OOC: Open!]

Current Mood: depressed

lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com

Dawn stuck a sign on the door with some scotch tape.

APOCALYPSE CENTRAL! COME HELP RESEARCH, DROP OFF FOOD, OR CONTRIBUTE! DOUGHNUTS APPRECIATED.

Then she sat down at one of the tables, surrounded by old, thick, dusty, leather-bound books written in a variety of languages and selected one at random. It would help if Giles had given her anything to go on. What the heck counted as a minor apocalypse these days?

[ooc: Open to all. Dawn's *hugely* overreacting to the sign Giles left on Aeropaegetica. AFAIK, there is nothing coming that isn't already known about by someone--this is a non-starter, unless someone wants to throw clues in about their own upcoming plots. Otherwise, have fun making up weird prophecies.]

Current Mood: working

connernotconnor.livejournal.com

Conner was sprawled out on the couch, a bowl of chips on his stomach and the TV remote in his hand. As he flipped through channels, he thought he spotted something that looked kind of familiar, and stopped channel-surfing.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, two Red Rangers? What series is this?" he asked the TV, and hit the info button to bring up the title. "Hurricanger? Oh dude, Eric would spaz if he saw this . . ."

[OOC: Open! Though I will probably be AFK from about 6 to 7:30PM PST, I'll be around after that for a good while. And yes, Ninpuu Sentai Hurricanger is the sentai basis for PR Ninja Storm (where Eric McKnight had his five minutes of canon), and therefore the meta.]

connernotconnor.livejournal.com

Watching Sports Night was fun. Watching Sports Night while playing hacky-sack? Even better.

So Conner was opting for "even better," needless to say. Hey, it made the commercial breaks pass really well.

[OOC: Open, as common rooms are.]

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory was bored, so after a quick run into town to pick up some Ching Tai to share, she made herself comfortable in the common room with all three King of the Bracelets movies and started with the first.

She was fully prepared to helpfully point out the symbolism and archetypes to anyone who seemed to be missing them.

[Open and with Chinese food yay!]

bookyeve.livejournal.com

Evie was eating apple pie from Jeff, God of Biscuits (and she's been rather disappointed to find out he wasn't a *real* god), going over a dozen photocopied maps with highlighters (hurray!), and watching Wormhole X-Treme. She had *no* idea what was going on. But she rather liked Dr. Christian Levant.

There was a whole pie out on the counter, with cookies next to it. She'd go get another piece when the show was at the commercial.

once-a-king.livejournal.com

Two days into the week and no detention, Peter considered this a win for him given the way last week went. So he was celebrating with popcorn and chocolate and had found Space Battles on the television. It looked like an older version than Bridge had shown on Pangolin. Did Hanno just shoot Greedy first?

He may have gone overboard on making both the popcorn and finding chocolate, but at least neither was burned. Help eating them and perhaps mocking the dialogue was definitely welcome.

[Open as a Common Room is]

grenfelzer.livejournal.com

Having nothing better to do, Carmela was sprawled on a couch in the common room, channel surfing. Not so unusual.

What *was* unusual was the *way* she was doing it. The remote sat off to the side, untouched, and the TV was apparently changing channels on its own, every time Carmela said "No."

[ooc: a note about the Speech. It's in italics, and since it's the language of *everything*, your character will most likely hear whatever's being said as in their native language. If they listen especially carefully or have an ear for languages, they might be able to tell there's something unusual about it, though.]

2-twin-devils-2.livejournal.com

WIth no classes today, the twins lounged in the common room. Hikaru was eatting popcorn and watching the Z FIles while Kaoru sat to the side, making what must have sounded like strange barking as he looked over his Cross Species Communications vocabulary packet.

((ooc: slow but come and play~))

tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com

Luke had just settled onto a sofa to try to forget the weird guy who was teaching him Criminal Justice when he heard very strange noise coming from the air grate.

Being ~~a dumbass~~ curious, he crept over to investigate and was almost bowled over by a herd of gremlins dressed in various costumes as they raced into the common room.

One was dressed in rags, its arms extended as it squeaked "brains". Another was clad in hot pink bunny ears and was being chased by a decidedly sullen gremlin carrying a bell. Two others came out balanced on top of each other, looking a bit miniature giraffe-esque (not that Luke would know that). The one on top was wearing Secret Disguise Glasses (TM).

Luke narrowly missed getting hit by a gremlin tossing itself from the top of the doorjamb shrieking "Behooooooooold!" Its fall was broken by another gremlin wearing a tree while an additional gremlin dressed as a shrub snickered and pretended to take pictures.

Luke backed into the sofa as another group came running out of the grate covered in snowcone ice and began to line dance. They were followed by Very Angry Fairy Gremlins, three weetiny gremlins (one with a pillowcase on her head), then a dozen clad in Jello boxes and snarling.

"This is insane," Luke said.

He hadn't seen the Big Finish yet, of course.

The first gremlin came out with a brown yarn wig pulled back into a ponytail, sunglasses, a grey tank top and a Big Honkin' Gun (Really. It honked), and was followed by a gremlin wearing a non-descript suit and possessing No Facial Expressions At All. They were joined by another male-ish gremlin wearing sunglasses, then one toting a guitar, and finally one wearing a mop on her head and leather pants. Best not to ask why gremlins owned leather pants.

They held a brief conversation, then formed a kickline as the gremlin with the bell played "Little Bunny Foo Foo."

Confetti fell down over the entire production and they looked expectantly at Luke, who applauded loudly.

One gremlin reached into the grate, pulled out a sign that read "NeXT ShoW 10 MIns", flashed it at him and then disappeared.

Luke blinked, then settled in to watch it again. He wasn't quite sure he had picked up the subtle nuances the first time.

[OOC: Happy anniversary, FH! Gremlins modded with permission. Post is open like an open thing...]

Current Mood: confused

nadiathesaint

Nadia was wearing one of those doofy expressions that probably told just about everyone what she'd been up to the night before.

Her laptop was open on the table, along with her adventure story, but she was busy cooking.

Chicken empanadas, egg and bacon burritos, hot sauce entirely optional. And if no one showed up to eat it all?

Well, she'd have lots of leftovers for the week.

[ooc: open and such]

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.]

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!]

Current Mood: busy

chasingangela

As was becoming a tradition, Angela skipped the new student orientation because she hated crowds.

But she was a little curious about the shiny new people, so she went out to the common room late Sunday. Even if no one wandered in, she could have cookie dough ice cream and watch The Z-Cases.

Life was good.

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Food had been provided and was set out on a table to the side. Near it was a list of the Big Siblings/Little Siblings pairings. Also? Helpfully? There were nametags for everyone.

There were also balloons and plenty of glitter on each of the tables that had been set out so that people could socialize.

Welcome, new people.

[ooc: ~~Wait for my OCD, please.~~ OCD is up! BB/BS stuff should have been emailed to you, so the list itself is handwavey. If your character didn't sign up for it and yet is on there through the magic of being OOCly mean to our kids? Call it a paperwork mixup and run with it. They seem to happen a lot here. :D

Also, all new kids, remember that you need to check in officially in here as well as doing the fun social stuff.]

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