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haslayers.livejournal.com

Cordelia was sitting at the StuCo table, glittery sign and all, and more than ready to take your money in exchange for ticket sales. Moreso, she was willing to try and talk you into putting her name in the voting box for prom queen, because some things were just supposed to happen, okay.

She'd better not get glitter on her.

haslayers.livejournal.com

Another day, another setup of coffee and pastries set up in the lobby for the students to take. Seeing as how it was Friday and everyone had probably given up on school for the semester whether they had finals left or not, Cordelia figured anyone who came by would be doing so less for study fuel and more for free food.

Either way, whatever, any leftovers were just getting put in a common room anyway so people should come down to get them anyway so she didn't have to do the work of carrying them around later. Because she didn't want to do that.

haslayers.livejournal.com

One day back from vacation or not, it was homecoming week, and that meant there was work to do. And sure, that meant that Cordelia was manning the table in the lobby to sell tickets to the dance underneath a large, for some reason glittery sign and to take your votes for homecoming court.

But mostly it meant that she was campaigning. She had a date, she had a dress, now all she needed was homecoming queen. She'd already lost it once her senior year (and it was still unfair that she had to have a do-over) and she was not planning on losing it again. So there were also professionally-made cupcakes with giant C's on them to pander for votes.

As you do.

HOMECOMING 2013
GET YOUR TICKETS HERE!

justbeingbay

It took Bay a while to figure out that this wasn't just one of those wacky weekends where she personally got to walk a mile in Daphne's shoes. But even after she knew everybody was deaf, she took one look at the demon-bird-things swooping down and decided she needed more cover than a freaking bouncy castle could provide. She grabbed a couple provisions and made her way back to the dorms, where she popped Deafenstein in the DVD player. Somehow, a bad ASL horror movie felt like comfort food today.

She sent out a quick email on the student listserv.

I know sign language and there are no creepy birds in the dorms. Come to the 3rd floor if you wanna watch a bad ASL horror movie with me.

... okay, so maybe that wasn't incredibly enticing, but it was what Bay had. She made enough popcorn to share and settled back to watch the movie.

[OOC: Very open CR. Email went to all the students. Deafenstein is a real movie in SaB, inspired by Deafula.]

formermayqueen.livejournal.com

Cordelia was in a great mood today. Nothing traumatizing had happened over the weekend, she's managed to avoid all but Buffy despite saying she'd wanted to run into the other Xander, and it was just a good day. A good start to the week even. And she decided to start it off by baking, since that was the only sort of cooking that Cordelia Chase did, and sharing with anyone who wanted some.

There were two platters of brownies, one with nuts and one without, a towering platter of rice crispy treats and she was working on frosting several dozen cupcakes.

findingelena.livejournal.com

Elena was curled up on the couch in the fifth-floor common room, channel-surfing and looking for something interesting to watch.

She had flipped past Golden Oldies twice before actually leaving the channel on long enough to realize the women were all bitching each other out, having blunt discussions of their sex lives, and then eating cheesecake.

Wow. If she lived long enough to be a cranky retiree, she totally wanted that life.

(OPEN CR IS OPEN!)

Current Mood: amused

formermayqueen.livejournal.com

Cordelia had taken over the center of one of the common room couches, her manicure set spread out before her on the coffee table. On the television was a cycle four marathon of one of the Top Model shows, and Tyra had just finished her meltdown during judging.

She wasn't giving up the remote to anyone.

walks-two-paths.livejournal.com

Savannah got to the gym after classes to set things up for try-outs. She had mats and tables pulled out, with refreshments available for both the current cheerleaders and those trying out.

There was a table arranged with clipboards for the squad members to write notes as they watched the hopefuls try-out. There was also a portable stereo for those routines that were choreographed to music.

It was time for try-outs for the Fandom High Gremlins!

[[OOC: ~~Please Wait For~~ OCD A Go!]]

Current Mood: chipper

not_in_the_book

Ronan had gotten up again, a few hours after the naked mutiny, and discovered that the electricity was absent. Including the electricity that powered the hot water heater. He fiddled around a bit in the bathroom before grabbing the electric kettle from the living room (completely missing the fact that there was a plain, metal one as well), filling it, and taking it out to the campfire, where he spoke six words to it that set it whistling in a matter of seconds. He made his tea, and sat back enjoying the morning sunlight.

"I love wizardry," he said.

There was a sign on the bathroom door that said:

Power's out, but I've talked to the
showerheads so we've got hot water.
-Ronan

(ooc: open. feel free to wander by and marvel at the mysteriously boiling electric kettle.)

Current Mood: relaxed

saltandammo.livejournal.com

After chatting with his brother and Dawn, Dean wandered back over to his own cabin, grabbed a soda and some campfire friendly food and settled down outside intent on just kicking back and relaxing.

[ooc: for cabinmates and anyone else who wants to stop by. campfire munchies completely shareable and modable]

walks-two-paths.livejournal.com

Savannah had -- for once -- woken up early. Quickly realizing that her being restless in the cabin might irritate her cabin mates -- and the new friends she was making -- she had opted for ducking outside the cabin with her leather bound journal and a book. Thankfully, she had chosen one of the grimoires that she and Paige had put a book cover, making it look like some boring textbook.

Now, she was sitting in a canvas chair and writing notes in her journal -- even as she was thinking about last night's ~~still being played out~~ date with Johnny Storm. He was pretty and fun, and it had been kind of sweet that he thought he might need to protect her. Eve would bust a gut laughing about a teenage guy thinking that she needed protection.

Then again...

If he was one of the guys here that had powers, it might be nice to know, just in case anything bad happened -- or came after her.

It was a good thing no one had overheard them talking about him only using his alcove to sleep... yet. She didn't want to imagine how Eve might have reacted to that.

She should really seek out Wyatt and Tannim again, too. She had enjoyed talking with them and there was something about Wyatt that reminded her of Adam.

[[OOC: Open like an open thing with no doors.]]

cordy-80.livejournal.com

Cordelia creeped as quietly as she could into the cabin. She'd been out all weekend discovering DC, and staying in a hotel with a room bigger than the closet she was currently assigned to.

She hoped she didn't wake anyone up.

[Open to all the roomies]

Current Mood: worried

marsheadtilt.livejournal.com

Veronica and Nadia got out to the campsite just before sunset to get everything ready for their night of hanging out and telling scary stories.

There were all the fixings for s'mores along with other snacks and beverages (non-alcoholic).

They also pulled seats over from some of the cabins campfires so there'd be places for everyone to sit.

Now they just had to wait for other people to show up.

[~~wait for ocd, please~~ Open to all! See here if you have questions!]

[ETA: I turned off notifications, so ping me either OOC or in the thread I set up for V if you want to talk to her ;)]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Bridge isn't all that tired, so he's out in the common room, idly flipping through channels, looking for anything that isn't a talk show. Or Dekaranger.

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Being someone who was pretty much naturally predisposed to being honest on any given day, Bridge really didn't see a reason to hide in his room. So here he was, sprawled out on a couch and idly flipping through channels until he caught a snippet of an all-too-familiar theme song. And for some reason, he can't bring himself to just flip past it. It's kind of like that thing where you just can't stop staring at a car accident right in front of you.

Yep. Bridge is watching Dekaranger.

peter--parker.livejournal.com

Peter had already packed for the weekend and was currently avoiding the annoying gnomes by staying on the ceiling. He was currently taunting them.

"Yeah, little guys. I'm up here, you're down there, you can't reach me. How do you like that, huh? Huh?"

He had been doing this for ten minutes and he wasn't sick of it yet.

[OOC: Open to the Stickbugs or anyone who might have a reason to show up.]

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

WELCOME TO CHEERLEADER TRYOUTS!

Bleachers have been pulled out for the audience to sit on, the judges are in place (at least some of them are there at all times), there's a CD player there for your music, but no food or drinks, so bring your own or be entrepreneuring.

~~wait for~~ OCD is up! Come cheer! or watch cheer! or Judge!
Judges: Buffy, Alec, Marie, Molly, Lana, Phoebe, Janet
Cheerleader spots open: 3-5

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Buffy had ~~handwavily~~ gotten her hands on a cd player and had dug through her gear in order to find the perfect practice cd. She had found it.* She had brought her list (with helpful doodles), dressed up in her cheerleading uniform, grabbed everything and wandered down to the gym.

She pulled out a mat and sat down on it, waiting for her ~~victims~~ teams to arrive.

* cd: She's a Rebel - Green Day, 3 Small words - Josie & the pussycats, Hey Mickey - B*witched, Kung Fu Fighting - Carl Douglas
ooc: please to follow the OCD, omg! OCD is up! Come and be cheerful!

ETA: Sleeping! Will pick up tags tomorrow.

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory was curled up on the couch with a small ball of fuzz in her lap and a turtle tank on couch beside her.

Vladdie would occasionally nod and give a small noise in his sleep as he slowly woke. And Rory, meanwhile, just flipped through the channels in boredom.

[open to all!]

tyler-gone.livejournal.com

Tyler had decided to participate in shirtless day.

He was also barefoot.

And whistling as he worked.

He had soaked a condom in butane to dissove it. Carefully, he poured the mixture into a saucepan and began to heat it over a low flame.

It was amazing what you could find at a little convenience store.

[OOC: Open to all. If you're coming in after the explosion, the room will smell funny, and there might be some chunks of glass in the carpet, but no lasting damage.]

fh_jackass

Logan was in the kitchen. Cooking. Because when you were in a kitchen, working with a blender, you could call it cooking. Even if the result was more beverage-y than food-y. It was practically summer, anyway. Perfect time for a cold iced drink. With tequila.

The television was playing "Annie".

Current Mood: chipper

once-a-king.livejournal.com

Peter was certainly not making sure he was out of the room before his roommate woke up, no. He always gets up this early.

He stumbled into the gym wearing his tunic and leggings and found a rattan practice sword in one of the cupboards. No shield or partner, but he could practice as well by himself.

After stretching out completely, he moved onto some of the mats and started working through old footwork drills.

OOC: Open for all your gym-going needs.

joxertehmighty.livejournal.com

Joxer stared.

There was a box. With tiny flickering images. And sounds.

He had no clue that it was The Long Haul starring Aaron Echolls on some random movie channel, or that it was a TV, or any of that.

He just sort of stared. Entranced.

[ooc: Open for All Your Shiny Happy 4th Floor Common Room needs!]

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

The common room was decorated much more elaborately than normal for birthday parties, since it was supposed to be six times the party, after all.

Thre were drinks, and snacks, and cake for all, and a table for presents.

Happy birthday, Aeryn, Anakin, Isabel, Angela Peter and Archie.

[ooc: ~~Please to be waiting for the OCD~~ It's up, have at it!]

mparkerceo.livejournal.com

Parker really didn't get much done today. She's watching the DVD of Midsummer Night's Dream -- the one with Kevin Kline and Callista Flockhart -- and making mental notes of what *not* to do as Queen of the Fairies.

She's also hoping to run into some people, so she can get some answers about what's been happening while she was in England.

Current Mood: awake

notstakedyet.livejournal.com

Angel stared at the promotional material that he'd been given for his guest speaker. The thing was ugly, no doubt about it. But he'd been told there'd be no fee so long as Angel at least made an effort to get a bigger audience.

So okay. Angel tacked on the necessary information to the bottom of the poster and then hung the posters up around the dorms.

( The poster said.... )

***

( And the text was.... )

***

It was only after Angel had hung all the posters that he noticed that he may have written some of those words in the wrong order.

Ah well. What were the odds that somebody would misunderstand what he'd meant?

Current Mood: productive

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory lounged on the couch, watching AKA and tossing a ball across the room, letting Vladdie chase it and bring it back. And Yoda's tank was on the coffee table, though the turtle himself was sitting on the arm of the couch beside Rory.

Because spies are distracting. As are puppies and wee tiny turtles.

Current Mood: lonely

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

Okay, so it's a little dusty in here. Anders grabs one of the couch cushions and gives the tables and chairs a quick wipedown. Then, coughing, he straightens up the rest of the couch cushions and lays out the several trays' worth of loot from Jeff, the God of Biscuits on the countertop. He's a little bit out of breath by the time he runs down to his room and back up for the sodas, cups, and chips, but everything is pretty much good to go for tonight's big guys-only brainstorming session.

He flops down onto one of the couches and waits for John and whoever else might show up.

fh_jackass

Logan had hooked up his gamestation to the flatscreen TV and was playing a videogame involving a lot of women in bikinis bouncing up and down. He was drinking a non-descript beverage from a plastic cup, and anyone within two feet of him would notice the odor of tequila wafting off him.

A couple of coolers with beverages (all non-alcoholic) were set up around the room, and bags of chips and other snack foods were laid out on the table.

Current Mood: drunk

oatmanspatient.livejournal.com

Marty ~~suddenly having access to the internet~~ is feeling much better and decides to spend some time out of his room.

He parks himself in the lounge and turns on "Nookie in New York".

He doesn't care what people think.

[OOC: Open to all]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

If anyone were to wander down the 2nd floor hallway, they'd see Bridge hanging out by the stairs, checking through the contents of his knapsack.

[ooc: open to those who... well, they know who they are.]

threeweapons.livejournal.com

Students entering the gym in the evening are greeted with the sight of a black cat bouncing up and down on a window-sill. The gym is set up the way it always is: matts on the floor, a table with food and Alanna.

"Okay, today? We will be working on kicking. If you're being attacked, I don't recommend it unless you feel like you have enough experience to be quick about it. If you are going to kick, "kick" with your knee. If your attacker is male, aim low. If you're being kicked, try to grab and stop the foot, usually by grabbing on. If you get it right, the person should fall over, or at least loose their balance." She clapped her hands. "Pair up, practice kicking, usual rules apply. I'll be perched by the cookies and lemonade."

oatmanspatient.livejournal.com

Marty walked into the common room hoping for some early morning lounging, coffee and bagels.

Instead he found the charred remains of his precious common room.

( This was his reaction. )

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Having once again ~~conned a bunch of people into coming up here~~ assembled a crew of intrepid adventurers, Bridge is waiting in the 6th-floor hallway, armed with a flashlight and his knapsack full of supplies.

[ooc: waiting for the adventurers to all show up!]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Bridge is in the Common Room, standing on his head and trying to read from a textbook.

The TV is on, providing appropriate background noise.

ETA:Now with King Arthur playing on the TV!

[ooc: open for all!]

threeweapons.livejournal.com

The mats have been laid out, food is on a nearby table, and Alanna is bouncing in the middle of the room. The only new addition is a small black cat napping underneath the table.

"Okay guys, same drill as last week. Sign up, I pair you up and then I'll walk around and bug you about what you're doing wrong. Also, I don't want a repeat of last week. I don't care how minorly you are hurt, stop and talk to me. I don't want people walking around with bruises and scrapes. Don't make me break you up physically. Okay, gang, pair up."

fh_jackass

Logan pushed open the door and peered out. "It's safe," he said. "Not raining." He held the door open for Cordelia, then spread the blankets he'd grabbed from the sixth floor common room (where he'd stashed them earlier) out on a clear spot and sat down.

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Cameron's in the common room. It might appear as if he's just watching the Cartoon Network while in fact he's making notes. Apparently thanks to professor Tick, cartoons are now great study material for Criminal Justice classes. There's a bunch of homemade chocolate cakes on the table, but he doesn't seem to be touching them.

kawalsky.livejournal.com

"I think I found something." Kawalsky all but dragged Bridge down the stairs. "Wanna go hunting?"

[OOC: Open to any would-be hunters! Er.. not sure if we'll find anything though.]

threeweapons.livejournal.com

The set is up familiar to anyone who showed up last term. There are mats spread out on the floor and a table off to the side is holding cookie, lemonade, soda, and Vote for Alanna! posters. Alanna herself is perched on another table.

"Hey guys, welcome back to the people who were here last semester, welcom to the newbies. I'm Alanna and your person in charge for the night. Here's the deal, I have no idea how many/who is showing up tonight, so I'm just going to pare you up. One person attacks, the other tries to get away. People attacking, your hurt your person, I hurt you. No weapons, no magic. I watch, and I'll have a list of things we need to work on for next week. Okay, don't kill each other!"

((Sign in, I open up a thread for you.))

kikidelivers.livejournal.com

To Room 232, for ( Jessica Tate: )

********

To Room 219, for ( Cordelia Chase: )

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

It is probably something to be suspicious about when you see John Crichton and Cameron Mitchell working together and dragging pillows from the Common Room's couches into the hall. When those pillows then get used to build a fort that gives them a clear view over the staircase, that's even more suspicious. If they then even start to carry around buckets of water, it's safe to say that they're up to not much good.

((We advice that all characters that want to remain dry take the other staircase into the dorms. Anyone not minding some fun. Feel free to drop in!))

jacks-roses.livejournal.com

( Delivered to Kristy Thomas in room 229: )

( Delivered to Cordelia Chase in room 219: )

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: Animotion - Obsession

death-n-binky.livejournal.com

*DEATH can be seen, by those inclined to see him, sitting in the middle of the floor in the common room with an open box of colored condoms and a book on balloon art. He appears to be staring at the in consternation. For those unable to see him, there is a distinct aura of very annoyed dread.*

I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD REGRET THE LACK OF A PROPER PULMONARY SYSTEM.

((OOC: DEATH needs lungs! Someone? Anyone? Also, if any of the newbies have questions regarding how/if one sees DEATH, comment and I'll explain in more detail.))

likeguidelines.livejournal.com

Barbossa feels that it's time to enlighten the new students (and faculty, should they feel like attending).

So he's gone through his archival footage of the last semester and tried to pull up video, audio, and photos of what makes Fandom High such a...unique...place to be.

He has put his copy of the holiday pageant into the common room's VCR first, but he also has tape of Annie the Vampire Slayer, the Strip Triad tournament, footage from Zombie Weekend, and Talky Toaster hitting on absolutely everything that walked past him.

In addition there's a copy of Jake's radio apology to Logan (and the song requests), the broadcast of the night Angel got souled, and photographs of Logan as a bunny, Cam as a puppy, John Crichton as Johnina, Marty as Connor, Anders wearing makeup after his first encounter with a gremlin, and the JA leather show.

If you ask him nicely, he'll even sell you a copy of Anakin's version of Little Bunny Foo Foo. He'll definitely let you watch the entire night's work of one Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants.

Come in, newbies, and be enlightened! Come in, old timers, and be humiliated! Come in, Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants! Barbossa has pie.

Current Mood: devious

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory, bored beyond all reason, wandered out to the common room.

She sat on the back of a couch and flipped onto it, keeping her legs hooked over the back.

She started watching Enchanted. Upside-down.

She would totally welcome any interruptions.

[ooc: Open like whoa! Especially to newbies I haven't met yet! *whines*]

Current Mood: restless

mparkerceo.livejournal.com

Parker put up a huge sheet of butcher block paper on the wall next to the mirrors.

Things Every Girl at Fandom Should Know

In her precise printing, she wrote:

~~Jack Harkness kisses very well. Ask him and he'll show you.~~

Lee Adama blushes if you flirt with him. Do it every chance you get.

John Crichton is so very taken. And Aeryn Sun is dangerous. Don't even go there.

And beneath that, she wrote:

Ladies? Add your own.

Current Mood: mischievous

drywitmartini.livejournal.com

Hawkeye had settled in well over the past few days. He had his affairs in order (both in the business and physical sense) and was now a full-time resident of Fandom. The boredom was beginning to set in though. He had ideas, but they would have to wait until he found someone to rope into being his lackey. For now, he was content to sit in the first floor lobby with a copy of the Crabapple Cove Courier on his lap and a notepad and pen ready to write a letter to his Dad.

Unfortunately though, he had nothing interesting to say yet.

[OOC: Open for interaction. Feel free to come and meet your new Vice Principal.]

Current Mood: chipper

ihatedenmark.livejournal.com

Hamlet plops himself on the couch in the third floor common room ~~because the sixth floor one still hasn't been cleaned up and most of the other ones are full~~. He has a copy of the Fandom High course calender laid out on the table next to some papers he picked up from Wittenberg over the New Years Vacation. He's busy trying to figure out which classes he can take this semester that will get transfer for credit at his old school, and it's not looking too hopeful so far.

[OOC: Open to all.]

Current Mood: working

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Bored, bored, bored.

Having been holed up in his room all day working on a project, the meet-and-greet had totally slipped Bridge's mind.

So here he was, wandering in to the common room and finding it empty.

Flopping down on a couch, he proceeds to play "rock, paper, scissors". Against... himself.

[ooc: open for anyone! new people too!]

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