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[personal profile] wrongkindofsith
Normally, Cara trained either in her room or some secluded corner of the preserves, but after the truly wonderful night she'd had last night, this morning she couldn't stand the one and didn't have the patience to find the other.

Which was how she found herself in the Salle, running through forms with a great deal more aggression than was truly necessary.

[Expecting one in particular, but open Salle is open]
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[personal profile] endsthegame
A rip opened in the middle of the dorms lobby-- but it was unlike any void the island had seen before. It didn't precisely shine, but white light did filter out, almost tentatively, like the rays of the morning sun. It did not pull or pluck at anything, and when it vanished, it would leave the dorms exactly as it had found them.

It was not a rift that would take; it was a rift that would give.

Give back the people it had taken, that is.

[[ for those who were formerly strewn across the multiverse, after they touch their part! come home, folks ]]
[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com
Bruce lived on the fifth floor. This was only the second. Bruce didn't care. It was the nearest set of showers for him to wash off the stink of sweat, filth, human blood (mostly not his), and grenade launcher exhaust. It had been a long weekend. Residents of the second floor were just going to have to deal with his trespassing.

And his humming. The damn Flower Waltz was stuck in his head after that last fight and it just wouldn't leave.

[OOC: It seems like a lot of people in the lobby were talking about showers, so why not. Come to the showers, wash up, and discuss what exactly that horrifying goop in your hair is! And try not to make out too much, I suppose.]
[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com
Staying inside was for lazy grown ups who only wanted to watch boring television. If it wasn't cartoons or something going boom, Hannibal didn't want to be there. He, instead, wanted to be outside. The deck proved the best sort of place for an energetic youngster because there were things to climb on and hide under and jump off of! So, of course, that's what he was doing. Who thinks about the possibility of getting hurt when they're having fun?

Currently, Hannibal was standing on one of the tables, arms thrust into the air and voice loud enough to carry while he proclaimed himself the most awesome person in the world. His world view was quite small and quite egocentric so he thought he was pretty right.

When he jumped off the table, he couldn't quite stick the landing and ended up rolling onto his back. He meant to do that though. Totally.

[open deck, yep!]
[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com
After last weekend, the students of Fandom were probably hoping for a nice, lazy weekend before their week filled with finals. Unfortunately, it could never be easy for people who lived on the island. Where there was once still and quiet, there was now a shrill fire alarm going off, blaring loud enough to even be heard by the deepest of sleeper.

Time to evacuate the dorms, students! And, once everyone started spilling out onto the lawn, they'd find that Fandom had another treat for them. It was warm, that was good, but at some point that night it'd started raining. And it wasn't just ordinary rain. It was raining chocolate syrup and occasionally hailing down marshmallows.

Just another typical late night out on the lawn of the dorms for a fire drill! Hope you brought your umbrella!

[open fire drill! after radio so NFB!]
[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com
Helen took Kianah to the common room where the wee one would have a bit more room to run around like the 3 inch tall crazy fennec fox she was. It was amusing to watch her dash around, investigating everything and then periodically throw herself to the ground and rest before jumping up and dashing around again.

The TV was on, but Helen honestly wasn't paying much attention to it and wouldn't care if someone wanted to change it to something else.
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[personal profile] solo_sword
Jaina had gotten a bit of a clue-in as to what it was John was actually doing out there, and to say the curiosity was getting the better of her would be a severe understatement. So, naturally, she rented a random season of Wormhole X-treme and got a pizza and sat down to watch.

She still wasn't exactly sure how accurate this was or what exactly it had to do with anything, but there was a lot of "...Nuh uh" coming from the sofa as she watched anyway. And if this was what he was doing... yeah, she was still so jealous.


[Entertain me as I wait for the cable guy. Will be a brief lull in pings when I flee home, but that's why you have each other too!]
[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com
Just like yesterday, Dr. Alex Karev was back in the clinic, tending to the sick, the comatose, the pregnant, and the people that just needed a place to conveniently socialize. The exam rooms were still curtained off and no named nurses were going back and forth, checking on those that had been admitted. The waiting room was blessedly empty and Alex was kicked back behind the desk, writing on a clipboard and looking very busy as one usually is in a hospital.

His pager was blissfully quiet and Alex was grateful for the momentary downtime. Being a doctor was a tough job.

[second verse, same as the first. bring me your tired, your hungry, your comatose, your whatever! alex has a bad bedside manner (unless you're a girl or griff, apparently) so feel free to play off that. ocd is up! come in!]
[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com
Amazingly, the two co-leaders of the frat hadn't forgotten that it was Friday and that meant it was meeting time. Today, the frat was meeting in the gym. No, there were not any uniforms in sight. Professor Dex was the evil one.

"Welcome back," Hannibal started, looking around. "Bit of a change of venue today but we thought it'd be worth it. See, while the sorority might sit around and gossip, we don't."

Well, they don't JUST gossip.

"Today, we're getting active," he added. "Physical. Aggressive. Call it what you will."

and there is flist saving under here! )

[preplayed with that raunchy dirty naughty prince, [livejournal.com profile] bitch_prince. the frat is in the gym but the gym is also open for other gym needs!]
solo_sword: (wtf.)
[personal profile] solo_sword
After a lot of work (some involving a showerhead, don't ask, and no not dirty) throughout the day, Jaina had decided she had to get out of her room for a while. So she'd just gone to the common room, made herself a sandwich, and started reading a report on her datapad with the TV on for noise.

Somehow she hadn't figured out that doing this was bound to distract her, and this was why she was staring at an episode of "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant", looking seriously confused, datapad forgotten, and occasionally saying things aloud like "There is something wrong with you," and "What do you mean this is a series??"

[Open like an open thing. ...I may have been dying to make this a CR post for a few weeks now. Because omgwtf SHOW.]
[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com
And here they were. His men. His frat. Arthur was happily (if idly) fiddling with his gloves while he waited for everyone to enter. The door slammed shut omniously as the last one did. "Ah," he said, "I see you've all managed to make it. Welcome to Kappa Kappa Gremlin, Fandom's first and only fraternity. We are all men here..." his eyes trailed past Illyria, "Despite appearances, and we have a reputation to uphold."

and the two manly men get babbly! )

[co-written with that Prince of Princes, [livejournal.com profile] bitch_prince]
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[personal profile] longislandiceme
Sooo... Bobby had gone down to Pizza Planet, with the intent of getting himself a six-topping pizza.

Unfortunately they'd misheard his order and he ended up with six one topping pizzas. So... now he had way too much pizza than was humanly possible for one teenage boy to consume. Which is why it was stacked on a table in the common room, so that anyone could have some.

Please. Have some.

Bobby really doesn't want to be stuck eating leftover pizza for the next two weeks.
[identity profile] stocksgrrl.livejournal.com
Off on the third floor of Sunset Towers, beside Lake Michigan, in Westingtown, Wisconson, socialite and party planner extrodinair Grace Windsor Wexler might have felt a strange, sudden pang of pride for her youngest daughter.

Turtle had prepared the common room for Tannim's birthday party with a discretely tasteful collection of decorations, a snack spread perfect of any event of this sort, and a great selection of bad, cheesy horror films. Now it was just a matter of people arriving to enjoy it, especially the birthday boy.

Oh, and one other thing, in light of the recent academic of wee-tiny adults. She placed a sign outside the common room:

Tannim Drake's Birthday Party! Here!
Food, fun, and bad horror movies!

(Sponsered by Turtle & Canary, for all your shopping needs)
These movies are too scary for little kids!
No one under the age of twelve admitted!


And, being only a two years (and eleven months) shy of twelve herself, she knew that was just asking for the kids to flock. So she hired out the big Mexican kid to act as bouncer.



[[ yay, birthday! Please wait for OCD ROCK ON! ]]
[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
Bridge has the feeling he's missed something big today.

The second floor seemed unusually quiet.

So he was once again in the common room... this time, with a deck of cards. Playing solitare.

Hey, at least this time he picked a game that's *meant* to be one-player ;)

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