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puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

Determination was key when attempting to sell students a wide variety of colorful flowers at reasonable rates in part of a school fund raiser while at the same time suggesting they have a quick talk with the other guy in the lobby to turn over their romantic futures to the high school fraternity for a lovely Valentine's Day blind date. Even if you weren't so certain these things ever ended well for people.

So it was with a determined smile and a plate of home made (from the box, people) brownies that Caroline settled in at the well-decorated table and prepared to encourage onlookers to fork over their cash and names.

Or just take a brownie and entertain her. Same diff.

[The lobby is open!]

Current Mood: hopeful

annieadderall.livejournal.com

Today seemed to be a busy day for a lot of things, but Annie hoped people would show up for today's cooking extravaganza for tomorrow's Thanksgiving feast. When she wasn't in class, Annie was here, getting things set up or trying something from a recipe book. Cooking was easy, right? You just put stuff together according to directions. Nothing hard about that, and way easier when you weren't four.

~~Moddable~~ ingredients and utensils and things were available for anyone who wanted to stop by and help!

[So open, and set so no one has to choose between this and reserves or the party. I may or may not be slow, so you'll just have to ping in and talk to each other too. *nods*]

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

On her way to class, Caroline made a special run through the hallways putting up announcements for Miley's birthday party ( as you do )

Every ten feet or so, a section of wall earned itself a poster fresh from the printer! And yes, she totally hoped random strangers would show up just for the food, thus the choice of words. The cowboy boot shout out was the only hint to the country-western theme, but duh, it was for Miley. Caroline thought it was the adorably obvious part.

[Poster text: Guess who's legal? Can't go home? Come celebrate with Miley! This Wednesday Evening in the Park (near the flamingo lake). Come hungry, thirsty, and ready to dance! Note: Cowboy boots, while adorable, are OPTIONAL.
OOC: It's no surprise party, and it truly is open to all though this post is closed due to sleep. The graphic I managed is far lamer than the poster Caroline would've made, so let us pretend it is awesome >.> ]

Current Mood: happy

annieadderall.livejournal.com

After second period, Annie lugged all the supplies she had access to down to the rec room, figuring it wouldn't distract people in the lobby (especially while tickets were on sale) but people could wander over if they were interested. They might have to work around some stuff, being the rec room and all, but it was doable. It wouldn't hurt anyone to see homecoming decorations beforehand, right? She'd sent an email to the rest of Student Council to make sure they knew where she was and to bring anything they might have with them that might help out, and then got all the ~~moddable~~ supplies she had set up in an orderly fashion.

Then she found a spot on the floor to begin applying glitter to a moose.

That's right. You were going to get glitter moosen, and you were going to like it.

[Mainly for the StuCo members, but if you just wanna wander on in, come see! Be blinded by glitter! So much glitter!]

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

There was excitement in the air. Okay, maybe that was just the mixture of Caroline's perfume and fresh baked cookies or just the scent of fresh permanent marker emanating from the sign adorning her table in the lobby.

Her purpose was the same as the words on the poster that had been glitter-fied at the KDG meeting:

SHOW OFF!
Sign up to perform in the Student Council Parent Weekend Recital!
When: SATURDAY EVENING
Where: The COMMUNITY CENTER

With a great big smile, Caroline was ready to do her Student Council duty and chat up anyone who looked in need of some persuasion to participate. Um, not that she was going to be using her special, vampiric talents to fill the sign up list. That would be bad, even if it would mean a seriously amazing show.

Hmm. Maybe she should just stick with the cookie bribe.

[The lobby is open! There is OCD!]

Current Mood: mellow

randomspanish.livejournal.com

Freddie was only partially scrambling to get everything in place for the live broadcast. Chairs were set up for the audience, each candidate had a podium, and Sam even had a little moderator's table. He'd gone all out for this set-up, even going so far as to wear the tux he'd worn for when they'd done the iCarly awards.

"Okay, we'll be live in just a few minutes, everybody," he announced. "Just relax, be yourselves, and if anyone in the audience tries to interrupt at all, I'd just like to remind you that our moderator is Sam Puckett."

It wasn't so much a threat as a healthy reminder. "And again, thanks to all you candidates for joining in. I promise we won't throw any pies or ask you to sit in fudgeballs."

And with that, Freddie went about the final prep, leaving a few minutes for the audience to mill about, and the candidates to do their final prep as well.

[ooc: ~~Please wait for massive OCD~~ Mostly up and running! More questions will be added, but you can get started within the framework!]

its-theclimb.livejournal.com

Yes, it was ridiculous to be outside in this weather. Yet all the same, Miley bundled up in her new winter coat (the product of a collaborative shopping effort between her and Lilly; it had depended upon the use of Skype on their zPhones as Lilly wandered around the only store in Atlanta to have started the winter collection this early). Armed with the coat and various other winter accessories she had not imagined having to use this early, not to mention her trusty Uggs, Miley brought a cup of her father's famous loco hot cocoa out to the campfire and got started roasting marshmallows.

Freezing or not, she was still camping, and Miley could put aside her body temperature in favor of a return to country living.

[[I know this is a long shot, but if LJ cooperates, open!]]

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

It felt like a long time since Nathan had made it up to the roof. He'd taken to smoking in his room, smoking on the way to class or even smoking outside the bar but the roof had been ignored until today. It was a nice enough day, not too rainy like it had been bloody Japan and not hot enough to give him a fucking sunburn so it was the perfect day to pollute the air.

Nathan had lit his cigarette before the door to the roof had been shut behind him and was nearly halfway through it when he hopped up to sit on the roof's ledge so he could look out across the small, strange island. For a second, he thought about jumping just to give people a right scare on a quiet afternoon but the thought of all that pain put him off.

Maybe he'd jump tomorrow. Hell, maybe he'd even land on his feet. That'd be fucking swell.

[Roof's an open place. Yay distractions.]

Current Mood: thoughtful

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

It was nice to be back in the dorms where there were walls and doors and bed that he didn't nearly roll off of every single goddamn morning. It was nice to be able to go down the hall and flop down on a comfortable sofa instead of sitting his ass down on a log and risking splinters in that unpadded area. Yes, he had a flat ass, what of it? It came with the skinniness.

In Nathan's opinion, dorms were much better than cabins and, to him, his opinion was gospel. The telly was on but Nathan wasn't really paying attention to the dill, boring drone of the news. He'd gotten an interesting text from Kelly telling him about their new probation worker (called Shaun, apparently) and how he hadn't tried to kill anyone yet. Sally was still missing in action, apparently. Nathan texted Kelly to ask Simon about that because he had the sneaking suspicion that the little pervert was keeping her in his closet but Kelly just told him to shut the fuck up and be nice.

Nathan scoffed at that text and was now trying to get Kelly to admit she missed him. It wasn't going well. And eventually, he got bored and start channel surfing while he waited for Kelly to stop being such a fucking stick in the mud.

"God, I should just read a book if this shit is all the choice I have to watch," he muttered and made a face as he kept flipping channels.

[Open common room, open post]

Current Mood: bored

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

The weather was seriously just encouraging Caroline to spend all her time outside the cabin, wishing she could tan. While her skin was super protected by the big blue ring on her forefinger, stretching out in the direct sunshine meant she could feel the warmth like she should be applying her SPF 30 regularly.

And okay, so maybe Caroline had lotioned up just for the scent memories, but no one had to know it wasn't necessary to keep her skin all soft and pale. God, she missed being tan. Not like, Jersey housewife tan, but not so close to the nude crayon as she seemed these days.

Whatever, her Italian homework didn't care what sad state her skin was in, and Caroline got comfy on her stomach, tugging her bikini bottom firmly into place before she set to work reading. Yeah, in five minutes she'd probably be praying for an entertaining interruption.

[Open campfire!]

Current Mood: satisfied

walkswithcoyote

Mercy had spent some time making sure her room was nice and neat so as not to bother her roommate. Back when she'd lived with the pack her room had been a mess of clutter, but when she'd moved to her mom's she'd kept everything spotless, doing her best to be a good girl and not make any trouble anywhere. She figured she'd better do the same here.

Still, everything was clean and it was the last day of the weekend, so she'd made her way to the common room and made some hot chocolate and a ton of popcorn before settling in to channel surf until she found a good movie or show to settle on.

[Open common room is open!]

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

For once, Caroline actually had a project to do! She was kind of excited about the idea of making signs for the sibling she hadn't technically gotten yet, but felt certain she deserved, so of course she was going to get one, it was simply a matter of time. And so Caroline had gathered a ton of supplies from the shop in town, and okay, since there were vikings all around, there was a total Icelandic theme going on. Makers, glitter glue, and construction paper in colors she had deemed within the viking spirit were laid out all over the floor in the common room.

Sorry people who had hoped to walk by.

Caroline wasn't certain about her first attempt, but that was why she had more poster board, duh. She brushed a bit of glitter from her bare knees as she got to her feet, surveying the work she'd done so far. She took a few steps back to see if her sign was readable at a distance and nodded, pleased with her work. Now if only she had a name to add. Fill in the blank was kind of hard.

But then, maybe someone was taking the whole big sibling thing a little far.

[So totally open as CRs are!]

Current Mood: busy

sexonyoursheets.livejournal.com

So, okay, it wasn't like Puck was Mr. Party Planner, ever. But Quinn had had a birthday and it wasn't like he was going to let anyone forget that just because some people were graduating or whatever.

So, Sunday eveningish, when he sort of figured most people had gotten rid of their parents or grandmas or whatever they had brought to the island, he'd set up the 6th floor common room for Quinn's party. He hadn't gotten streamers or anything, but he had gotten a banner that read 'HAPPY 17TH QUINN', which he'd hung across one of the walls. There was also a cake, which he hoped she'd like, but he had no idea because it wasn't like Puck was an expert on girl cakes. Or cakes in general, except in the way of knowing when they tasted awesome.

And there was a ball pit, too, which he figured instant entertainment, and plenty of food other than the cake, and a table for presents. Puck was resisting the urge to stand near it, threatening, and imply that he would beat people up if they didn't leave something. He was growing, this way.

[and since I did not realize that this party is in absentia thanks to new arrivals, we shall be handwaving the eventual presence of the delightful Ms. Fabray. :D]

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

It didn't count as moping if Caroline gave off the air of relaxing in the sunshine on the deck with a book. The day was too nice to stay cooped indoors when she had a magical ring to protect her from the evil rays of the sun and sunglasses to ensure no one saw her reaction to the book, should she actually read it and fall victim to tears.

Not that this was likely when she'd been paused on the same page of her Sparksian novel, imagining how her life could translate into one of these things. Of course, Caroline was aware that the closest she ever came to a depressing romance novel was when she'd turned into a vampire and lost Matt to her jealous and overly sensitive ways. She sighed, wondering if she was always doomed.

Okay, maybe this did count as moping.

[Open deck!]

Current Mood: contemplative

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

Between serving his detention yesterday and ending up at some career fair, Nathan thought he could count this weekend as academically productive. And, as the law said (there had to be a law about it somewhere), if you were productive one day, the next was meant to be fucking lazier than usual.

Nathan hadn't been up for more than a half hour and it probably showed in the sleepy amble into the common room, the bleary eyes and the bare feet sticking out from under the cuffs of his jeans. Food was at the very top of his priority list and upon pulling out a box of Lucky Charms (really, was there nothing else in there?), he'd wandered back to the couch and flopped down on it.

One hand stuck inside the box of Lucky Charms (seriously, SERIOUSLY) and one hand on the remote control, Nathan started flipping channels, trying to land on something halfway decent. He stopped on one of those religious shows where some televangelist was trying to get him to repent. All Nathan could think about was the fact that he really wanted this guy to trip and fall down the stairs of his big stage. That'd definitely make religion more interesting to him.

[Common rooms are open things, of course]

Current Mood: awake

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

Making coffee wasn't exactly rocket science, but waiting for it to brew was maybe going to kill Caroline.

"Come on, come on, come on!" she ordered impatiently, leaning against the counter in hopes that her stare would make the machine work faster. "If I felt like taking half my day to get coffee, I'd have gone into town and flirted with the barista. Or like, paddled a freaking boat to Colombia to get the beans from Juan Valdez. This is just ridiculous."

She paused, realizing what she was doing. "Oh God, why am I talking to inanimate objects?"

Another pause as the coffee pot groaned in percolation completion. "Aaaand now I'm talking to myself. Great. Fantastic. Now I'll just pour myself some coffee and hope that I can manage to drink enough to shut up." Extra sugar mixed with her caffeine could only help that, right? Whatever, the coffee was good and the sofa was comfortable and it was Sunday and there was nothing better to do.

[Very much open.]

Current Mood: rejuvenated

icecoldfrost

As the girls arrived, they'd find that the first floor rec room had a buffet. A waffle buffet, complete with every topping you could imagine.

The boys were going to fight dirty with ice cream? Fine. The girls could do better.

"We are Kappa Delta Gremlin," Emma began crisply, once everyone had food. "Theoretically, a service-oriented sorority aimed at promoting self-esteem and life skills for female - or female-identifying - Fandom students, KDG is here to provide Girl Power and moral support. Which means yes, we'll be doing a spa trip next week and planning fundraisers and finding causes to support. It's perfectly acceptable to be smart and enjoy the finer things in life, despite what social media may tell us."

Quinn was impressed by how together Emma sounded. She'd have to ask her later if she'd done this kind of thing before. "Today we're mingling," she continued. "Get some waffles, find a seat, tell us your name, age, where you're from, and one embarrassing secret."

Her smile held only the slightest hint of a sting. "We won't judge. We're all sisters here."

[OOC: OCD IS UP AND WAFFLES ARE HOT AND TASTY.]

Current Mood: devious

fiery-demigod.livejournal.com

Leo was wide awake after radio and he wasn't comfortable enough to spend all his time stalking Fixer-Uppers yet, so he decided to check out the common room on his floor. It seemed nice, not as high-tech as cabin nine, but it had a TV and food so he really couldn't find much to complain about.

He put the TV onto ESPN and idly listened to the anchors talking about the playoff games today while making himself breakfast. Southwestern omelets. The actual, good, Southwestern kind. Not that crap rolled up into a burrito that you got at McDonalds for two bucks.

[The common room is open, yes]

shes-got-legs.livejournal.com

So Ariel's plans didn't turn out quite as she would have liked. Raven was appearing to have a bad day, but she still really wanted to have pizza, inspired by earlier with her idea, and, though it didn't have the privacy of her room like she was sort of thinking would be nice, she still could (try to, anyway) invite Chuck to come have some with her.

It just meant others might have some with them, too. But she could turn it into a party and go with it, and so she picked up a few more pizzas, with a lot of different toppings (no sardines or anchovies, yuck!), but the most prominent one, of course, was the inspiration for all of it.

Because at Pizza Planet, they said they would make a Cheetos pizza for her.

It was almost enough to make up for the loss of some...ahem...more private time to see how she and Chuck might handle some...ahem...private time...

[[ open common room is open! pizzas are moddable! I WILL NOT FEEL GUILTY ABOUT MY FAILURE TO TAG ANYONE YESTERDAY EITHER ]]

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

Nathan didn't have another class until Friday. Considering he'd actually gone to his class yesterday and participated, he thought that warranted some time spent doing fuck all down in the common room. He was only sad that his roommate (who totally wanted to do him) didn't seem to be around at the moment. He'd have to memorize her schedule so he'd be around when she was.

Maybe he'd catch her changing or something. She couldn't hide forever and Nathan was a persistent fucker when he wanted to be. It would only add to their simmering sexual tension and, eventually, she'd given in. Nathan was positive.

After raiding the refrigerator and finding food that wasn't his, he'd flopped down and started watching some ridiculous American television. Really, all they seemed to air was talk shows about paternity of their zillion babies or television shows where everyone had sex with everyone else.

Nathan...could actually get with this last one. Maybe American television wasn't all that bad.

[Post is open, of course. Nathan is crude but mostly harmless, I promise. And if you'd like it to be your food he took, that's fine with me! Otherwise, it's just food he found. ETA: I've gotta head AFK for a few but I'll pick up ping as a I can and definitely for sure in a few hours!]

Current Mood: lazy

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Dorm Lobby | Thursday During and After Classes

Sixth floor kitchen- Wednesday late morning and afternoon

Dorm Hallways | Early Monday Morning

1st floor rec room- Thursday afternoon till whenever people actually leave

Dorm Lobby | Wednesday During and After Classes

First Floor Rec Room, iCarly Presents the Student Council Debates, Friday Evening

Main Campfire, Tuesday Afternoon

Roof | Afternoon | Saturday | July 16

Fourth Floor Common Room | Evening | Monday | June 27

Hanson Campfire | Wednesday Afternoon

5th Floor Common Room: Sunday Night [5-15-11]

Fourth Floor Common Room | Tuesday Evening

6th Floor Common Room [Sunday evening]

The Deck | Saturday Afternoon

Fourth Floor Common Room | Afternoon | Sunday | March 6

Fourth Floor Common Room | Sunday Morning

First Floor Rec Room / Kappa Delta Gremlin Meeting / Tuesday Afternoon

Second Floor Common Room; Sunday Morning

Fifth Floor Common Room; Friday Evening [ 01/07 ].

Fourth Floor Common Room | Afternoon | Tuesday | January 4

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