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justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

When Sookie had first discovered the wonder of I Love the New Millenium back in January, she had found it to be an extraordinarily valuable resource. However, she'd only managed to catch the first few years.

So imagine her delight when, while flipping through the channels on the television in boredom Thursday night, she discovered she was just in time for years 2005-2007.

"Martha Stewart," she said to no one in particular, glaring at the television. "Gran would be so disappointed in you if she knew the kind of trouble you got yourself into! I should write her right now and tell her to stop making your pine cone bird feeders!"

Sookie needed to get out more.

[this post is brought to you by the fact that I found a download for both I Love the 80's AND I Love the 90's, the complete series. Shhh, I love these things.]

flashesforinfo.livejournal.com

When food fell from the sky, the logical next step really just had to be eating it, no matter if you weren't entirely sure where they came from. Just saved her a trip into town on a Saturday to pick something up from JGoB or the Perk.

So Angela was out (with an umbrella, just in case of another surprise shower) nibbling pieces from each of the various different flavours to see which really was the best.

The fact there was ~~presumably~~ still an underwear covered antenna right there, might just have made her choice of campfire that bit easier. So much entertainment to be had from that.

[[It is campfire, and therefore waaaay open!]]

Current Mood: cheerful

bitchprince

Shortly after Rangering class, Arthur had made it back to his cabin with some of yesterday's catch firmly in hand. Now, he was outside, by the campfire, one skewer of freshly cleaned rabbit-flesh already in place over the open fire while he busied himself with his knife, getting ready to tackle the second rabbit.

It was of ease to him, and for that he was grateful. Shoving the first rabbit's fur aside where it wouldn't look so out of place, Arthur considered the flames, and thought about...

...Well, the locals would call it lunch.

Lunch was safe and good.

[[ open campfire, sure! ]]

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

It was a quiet night. Just after midnight, a steady rain had started falling, drenching the island quickly and showing no sign of slowing. A few hours later, at 2am, the peace of the night was broken when the fire alarm started blaring. It would shrilly blare, stop and then repeat the same shrill blare two seconds later. And it was not going to stop until the all clear was given.

Thus, all the students had to carry their tired selves from their snuggly significant others or their snuggly beds to go wait IN THE RAIN on the dorm lawn. The fire department was making sure all the students were a safe distance away from the school so there were no awnings to hide under. All the students would be stuck out in the steady rain.

The fire department headed into the building but this could take awhile. Enjoy your fire drill, kids!

[IT'S FIRE DRILL TIEMS! Just remember it's raining but it's warm. Have fun! See here for fire drill details! And take a look here for our previous fire drill!]

Current Mood: awake

gobrookeyourself

There were pros and cons to the greatest week ever.

Pros: Boys. And a valid, obvious reason to do them without anyone getting judgey.

Cons: Usually she could do what she wanted when she wanted with who and it was no problem, so that part wasn't really any different from her on a normal day. But after a while that antsiness came back, and at this time of the day on a Saturday, who knew who was actually around/not already- ahem- busy.

So it was a mildly frustrated Brooke waiting impatiently for the coffee to brew, sometimes with irritated hand gestures that she knew wouldn't work and the occasional, "Come on already." Because it had not occurred to her that caffeine would not help.

[I am up too damn early and nowhere I need to be opens for hours. Entertain me.]

cataclysmicluck.livejournal.com

Zayne was stranding himself out of his dorm room. Force only knew what - if anything - Claudia would wear to sleep tonight and that would just be awkward. Way too awkward to get any sleep.

So he eventually made his way to the common room and laid down on the couch. He could get some sleep here. And he was a light enough sleeper. He'd hear if anyone was coming and then he could pretend that he was watching TV and not just avoiding his cute roommate. Not his cute roommate. Just his roommate. Ahem.

Zayne pulled his outer robe off and balled it up to use as a pillow, and then he let himself drift off to sleep in the common room. What could go wrong?

[OOC: Zayne's asleep, but the common room is open! And he's a heavier sleeper than he thinks he is. So, if you're inclined to walk in and draw on his face or something, please, feel free. Just don't break any laws.]

gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com

Claudia needed room to stretch out as she worked on outfits for Zayne and Zack (those poor, poor souls), so the sofa was covered in orange and purple zebra print fabric which she was industriously running through the bedazzler.

The television was on too, but just as background noise.

Current Mood: bizzy!

gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com

Claudia was out in front of her cabin with her easel and acrylic paints. And a raspberry beret (really. Raspberries on it and everything) on, just in case anyone was missing out on the fact that she was Being An Artist Now, Okay?

She was painting a still life of the camp. It was...pretty good.

[OOC: Open of course!]

Current Mood: artisteek!

bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com

Once the sun went down, a rather spectacularly large bonfire was lit for the party. No, Merlin was not aware it was now celebrated on the first of May. Calenders change, after all.

There was even a crudely constructed maypole there in case anyone felt the need to dance around it. They did so at their own peril, of course. The mockery that may ensue would probably be great.

thatsamilkshake

There was a huge pile of stuff on the bed in alcove A1, because with a day free of classes, Francine had figured she might as well schlep her things over at a leisurely pace.

You know what wasn't in the huge pile of stuff on the bed in alcove A1? The marshmallows. Or the Hershey bars. Or the graham crackers.

Or Francine, because she was out by the campfire trying to get it started. Putting away her huge pile of stuff could wait. There were s'mores to be ~~gobbled~~ made.

[OOC: Oooooooopen!]

Current Mood: gleeful

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

With nothing to do and no roommate to talk to, Penelope wandered down the hall to the common room with her box of Ho Ho's tucked under her arm. She poured herself a glass of milk and walked over to the couch and made herself comfortable before she reached for the remote to turn the TV on. Finding nothing much of interest, she left it on the food channel, settling in to watch this man make pastry.

Penelope should really learn to cook.

[Common room is open, of course.]

gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com

It was chilly and cloudy--not ideal tanning conditions--so Claudia wandered into the common room with her giant makeup case and haircare supplies.

She stuck a poster on the wall:

"GET A MAKEOVER BEFUR YOU'RE PARENTS ARRIVE. FAKE TATTOO'S WILL REALLY FREAK 'EM OUT!"

She flipped to some random soap opera and waited to see if anyone would take her up on her offer.

Current Mood: artistik
Current Music: King of the Rollerama - Deirdre Flint

blondecanary.livejournal.com

Dinah had hamburgers and hot dogs, some veggie platters and chips and dip, soft drinks and cake. Oh, and ice cream in the fridge inside for later.

Happy birthday, Will Shakespeare! Oh, and her too.

[very limited OCD ~~about to go~~ up!, for early justice and time zones; set before Dress Rehearsal/Previews.

Anyone welcome, even if you don't know her! I'm sticking to Dinah's thread to keep it simple.]

lovemykilt

Priestly was once again curled up on the couch in the common room, flipping through channels on the TV in search of something light hearted to take his mind off the horrors of a zombie apocalypse.

Okay, so maybe he was slightly melodramatic.

At least so far none of the zombies had made it into the dorms. He was tempted to go for higher ground in hopes that the zombies wouldn't want to tackle the stairs, but his lingering headache meant he wasn't feeling that up to stairs, either. Hence the second floor.

He'd hunted up some sandwich fixings and laid them out on the counter, doing some light, one handed cooking to get hot roast beef going. He was hoping it'd attract some other non-undead people. Just doing his part to make sure the others who were now swearing off going outside feel at home.

Or something.

[ooc: Open!]

raspberryturk

There was a very large black bird outside of the dorms today, looking a little bit proud and a little bit cranky as he stomped his way back and forth across the lawn, looking for all the world as though he wanted to go inside the building.

Doorknobs, however, were an evil invention, and this particular bird was not going to lower himself to using his beak in order to try to tackle it. It was a very heavyset beak, after all. Hardly made for things like fine motor skills. And anyhow, he ate with that beak.

And so, instead of attempting the door, he was going to just stomp around some more.

And occasionally peck at the cereal on the ground. Yes, it made him look like a chicken, but Reno the black Chocobo wasn't exactly sure what he'd do if he managed to make his way inside to a kitchen anyhow.

[Open lawn is open!]

gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com

Claudia had pizza, candy, a huge stack of hair and makeup products and her weight in fashion magazines down in the rec room with her, along with her fluffy pink blanket.

She didn't have classes until Friday and saw no reason not to turn tonight into an impromptu slumber party.

She flipped on some music, grabbed an issue of Cosmo and relaxed.

[OOC: Open to all! Come get a terrifying makeover!]

Current Mood: excited

iruinenglish.livejournal.com

At 2 am exactly, a loud buzzing sound rang through the dorms. An not just any buzzing. A loud, obnoxious "BZZZT!" followed by a two-second pause, followed by another "BZZZT!", followed by another two-second pause, followed by a... You get the idea. And the really bad part was the way it tended to feel like it was inside your head when it "BZZZT"ed as you were passing by in the halls.

So due to the "BZZZT"ing and fire safety regulations, the students had to drag their tired, cranky selves out of bed (or whatever), make their way down the halls and stairwells, and file out onto the dorm lawn in the chilly, damp weather, and did we mention it was 2 am?

The Fandom fire department was on hand, but they'd probably make everyone wait for a while just because they were cranky, too.

[And here is your fire drill post! See here for details.

How did it take us three years to do this, game? How?]

Current Mood: cranky

lovemykilt

Priestly had had every intention of hiding in his room after his class today, but he didn't have any food in the room, and, well, Malcolm hadn't exactly eaten much while lost in the closet yesterday.

Holy crap, how was he ever going to live that down? He'd figured out quick enough that other students had had the same sort of experience over the weekend, but he was pretty sure he was the only one who'd ended up stupid enough not to be able to find their way out of a tiny room with only one door.

So, anyway, here he was in the common room, cooking up massive amounts of steak and cheese sandwiches for anyone who might happen to stop by. Nothing said "please don't remember me as the preppie idiot I've spent the last six months trying very hard to avoid being seen as" better than a whole lot of greasy, steaming meat and cheese.

[ooc: open! Come join the punk in "omgwtf"ery!]

gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com

Okay, so Claudia had just had the freakiest experience of her life (wtf, creepy little girl trying to eat her, wtf), so she wasn't going anywhere that wasn't brightly lit.

Thus a common room. And a huuuuuuge comforter. And a small mountain of junk food.

And anything but a horror movie on the television.

Current Mood: freaked out liek woah
Current Music: All You Need Is Love - Lynden David Hall

gobrookeyourself

Brooke had had the TV on while she was setting up in the common room above the Super Bowl party. Not that there was a lot of setting up to do. She figured they had that covered downstairs, so she put out extra snacks, drinks in those red solo cups (what was in them, she wasn't telling, because that would get her in trouble), and Altoids. Lots and lots of Altoids. ...And maybe a camera, just in case anything good happened.

And once they went to commercial after the first half, Brooke just had to sit back and wait for people to show up.

[Light OCD ~~coming!~~ is up! Get your kissy on!]

Current Mood: bouncy

withoutverona

Thanks to KKG and a little ingenuity, the first floor rec room was arranged for a Super Bowl Party. Black, yellow, red and white crepe paper hung from the walls, a good chunk of the seating in the dorms had been dragged into the room for the crowd, and a table was full of assorted snacks guaranteed to destroy arteries and waistlines alike.

Even if you just wanted to see the commercials, it would probably be a fun time.

[OOC: I have NO time to make this creative, sorry. Up early for SP and timezones, ~~please wait for~~ OCD is done.]

lovemykilt

You know what every school dorm building needs? A punk and a prince stumbling around the hallways, delightfully drunk, looking for people to kiss.

"Free kisses!" Priestly announced. "Ever wanted to kiss a real prince? This is your chance!" Priestly slung an arm over Edward's shoulders. Or tried. The puffy sleeves made it an interesting endeavor. "Marriage proposals need not apply!"

[ooc: yep, Priestly and Edward are drunk. And looking for girls to kiss.]

lovemykilt

Priestly was perched on the counter again, this time next to the coffee pot. His mohawk was still green from yesterday, but it matched his "I sell crack for the CIA" t-shirt and he didn't want to risk getting dye on his clothes. He had his legs crossed -- never fear, he was wearing pants, no danger of accidental flashing here. And he was talking seemingly to mid-air.

"I'm just saying, man. I totally respect what you're fighting for, but you've got to be careful. Too many of you guys go on strike at the same time and it'll be really hard drumming up the right kind of sympathy for your cause. Plus you're totally risking potential union-limiting legislation. And look what happened to Hoffa. Okay, not what actually happened to Hoffa, but what people think happened to Hoffa. Not that I'm saying you guys have ties to the mob. And, anyway, you got to watch out for the scabs and stuff, undermining what you're trying to say. Are the French presses in the union? These are important questions."

The second floor common room had coffee. Caffeinated, even.

But only if you proved you supported the coffee makers' cause.

[ooc: open!]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Given that it was far too cold for her to venture outside tonight, Sookie had curled up on the couch and turned on the television.

Unfortunately for anyone who might have wanted to watch anything else, she discovered a VH1 marathon of I Love the New Millenium.

Sure, she was still off a year, but she'd be spending the evening catching up on what she'd missed since 1999. At some point she grabbed herself some ice cream. Just because it was cold outside didn't mean anything. So there.

[we have like 6-8 inches of snow so I got sent home eeeeeearly! entertain meeeee]

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Fourth Floor Common Room [evening]

Main Campfire [Saturday, Laaaate Morning]

Rumor Gal Campfire, Friday Afternoon

Lawn of the Dorms | Late, Late, Late Night (2am EST)

Second floor common room, Saturday morning

Third floor common room, late Wednesday night

Third Floor Common Room [after classes]

Teddy Roosevelt Firepit [afternoon]

Main Campfire, Friday Evening

Theodore Roosevelt Campfire: Monday morningish

3rd Floor Common Room - Friday morning

Third floor common room [afternoon]

The Deck, early evening Thursday

Second floor common room, Friday afternoon

The Lawn Outside the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

First floor rec room [Tuesday evening]

The dorm lawn- Wednesday night at 2 am

Second floor common room, Monday lunch time

Third floor common room [laaaaaaate]

Girlkissy party- Second floor common room, during halftime

Super Bowl Party, 1st Floor Rec Room, Sunday Afternoon

Various hallways, Friday night

Second floor common room, Tuesday afternoon

Fourth Floor Common Room [evening]

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