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likethestore.livejournal.com

K-Mart was once again nervous beyond belief. She hated that she hadn't really gotten cheerleading going last semester, but that'd been for the best -- what with the Nothing and all.

She was going to make up for it with what was left of this semester, she'd determined as she got everything out of storage and set up.

Now all that remained was to see who showed up for tryouts.

[OCD ~~on the way~~ is here!]

likethestore.livejournal.com

K-Mart was bustling around putting up signs.

For what? Cheerleading, of course!

ATTENTION EVERYONE!
Cheerleading tryouts!
Thursday afternoon after classes, in the gym!

She was entirely too excited about this.

[Catch her anywhere you like, and pardon my lack of a graphical sign -- I suck at them.]

knight-fatali.livejournal.com

It had started out fairly simple that day. Wake up, go to class, get in some sparring, then head to the laundry room to do his laundry for the week. Yeah, Seifer had a bit of a routine, and having a gremlin pop out of the dryer and bite him on the ankle was not part of that routine.

Seifer only had a moment to feel true horror before his expression shifted, becoming bland and disinterested. He straightened up and looked down at himself, and that bland look wrinkled in a moue of distress for only an instant before smoothing back out.

"Oh, this just won't do," he said as he sauntered from the room.

Several long, loooong minutes later, Seifer... sorry, Lady Gaga appeared in the common room on the fourth floor, perched delicately on the edge of the couch, dressed for an evening in, while catching up on episodes of some model show she had missed.

Come, her adoring monsters. Show your queen love.

glacial_queen

By now, Karla was used to throwing parties at school. The set-up was easy enough: lots of food, lots of drinks, lots of games and activities, lots of space. There were some streamers and balloons up, mostly because Karla was trying to remind everyone (or, at least, herself) that this was supposed to be a happy occasion.

Really. It was. At least, that's what everyone kept telling her.

The important thing to keep in mind was that there would (probably) be no repeat of her last sixth floor party ~~sadly~~. She had gone the safe an glitter-free route this time. Clad in her new pajamas, Karla waited for her guests to arrive.

[Yay for slumber parties. For girls only (and our honorary girl for the evening), up early for great SP justice. ~~Please hold for~~ OCD up!]

likethestore.livejournal.com

It was a slightly less cheerful K-Mart that had hauled out the mats and gotten everything all set up and ready. This was one of the last practices she'd have with some of these people and while she wasn't friends with all of them, she'd miss each and every one that was graduating, damn it.

Which was... a whole lot of them, holy whoa.

But yes. She was all about the getting ready.

[Up now because I'm sleeping as late as I can before work tomorrow morning. OCD is ~~coming~~ here!]

likes-chicken.livejournal.com

Hurley wasn't really throwing a 'party', per se. If it was a party, it'd be a 'let's stay inside and away from the creepy monsters' party. But really, it was just Hurley making waffles in the fifth floor common room, with the TV showing some roller derby movie.

He'd happily give waffles to anyone. Waffles were best shared, after all. And on a week like this... everybody deserved something nice. Waffles were what Hurley had to give, that night.

[ooc: Open!]

heromaniac

Since the island was apparently heading into massive Christmas mood and totally insistent that she wear the elf costume no matter how many times she'd changed during the day, Momoko decided to do some practice Christmas baking in the common room. Finding a recipe online for Christmas cookies wasn't hard to do, and the ingredients were all there, yay! But unfortunately it was still Momoko doing the baking.

"Ah! I burned another batch!" That was it. She stormed down the hall (as much as one can in such a cute outfit) with a still-smoking cookie tray in hand and knocked on a door. "Jaime? Are you hoooooome?"

She couldn't help laughing when he opened his door, so her request to help with the cookies took a bit longer to get out.

She was still giggling as she followed him back into the common room. "But you do look good in blue! Really!" And his elf costume was way more normal-looking than hers! "And it could be worse, you know!" She moved past him to dump the burnt cookies into the trash and set the cookie tray aside.

[Common room is open. Come mock the elves and their baking?]

likethegun

A few weeks ago, Sam had been worried about being involved in so many things. Now, he was grateful to have a variety of activities with which to distract himself, which was why he was at the gym so early setting out the mats and music for practice. Maybe if he didn't act like he was grieving, he could pretend there was nothing to grieve about.

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.

noteviltwin.livejournal.com

Andy felt in need of an evening of tv and munchies, surprisingly without an afternoon of smoking preceeding it. So he was sitting on the couch with a large array of candy and chips spread out around him, flipping through channels and looking for something that would hold his interest for more than few minutes.

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.]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle was thinking about going out to do her campfire jumping to meet new people and catch up with old people alive, but decided she'd take the hopping a little further and just go and get a good one going at the main campfire. She even took a trip down to the store so she had plenty of materials for s'mores, hot dogs, and there was even a cooler full of pop.

If you asked Turtle, that was all you really needed for a good campfire.

*smack*

Well, maybe some bug spray. That one was a big one. She wrinkled her nose and scratched the skeeter bite before poking at the fire a little more and setting up its christening s'more.

[[ open campfire is open, and I'm loopy from lack of sleeeeep ]]

Current Mood: awake

walks-two-paths.livejournal.com

Savannah was cheerful as she started a campfire in front of her cabin. It had been a good day. She had enjoyed her SAT prep class -- best idea for a class, in her opinion. After class, she had drawn up her courage and auditioned for the new play. She thought she had done pretty well and now was kicking back in front of the cabin and people watching.

She had pulled out some sodas and anyone was welcome to grab one.

[[OOC: Open campfire is open]]

morpherboy.livejournal.com

Marco was half passed out on a couch in the common room. The problem with being a wolf all day was that he kept having to re-morph and wolves used different muscles then humans. The result was that he felt like he had run about forty miles and was refusing to move.

He did have the energy to put on one of the ~~meta for~~James Bond movies and put out a few bowls of mints. Yeah. Mints.

walks-two-paths.livejournal.com

Savannah... had gotten lost, but she was would tell you that she knew exactly where she was.

Maybe.

However, she couldn't find anyone else that she knew.

Which would be why a four year old witch was wandering the halls of the dorms. She was looking on each floor for people because she couldn't remember where certain people lived.

"Johnny!" "Summer!" "K-Mart!" "Mommy!" "Sean!"

She was calling out every name she could think of as she walked up and down the halls and up and down the stairs.

[[OPEN]]

once-a-traitor.livejournal.com

Prince Edmund of Narnia was no stranger to cold weather. When he'd betrayed his pitiful siblings to the Queen and taken his rightful place as her Prince, he sealed Narnia's fate to an endless winter. The cold made him sharper, more focused on the task at hand. Besides, he reasoned, if it was still above freezing, he had no place to complain. Not that princes of Narnia complained in any way. That was a sure-fire way to get turned into stone.

He'd spent today trying to find a way back to Narnia, but to no avail. Now he was sure that this was a test. His Queen would not have sent him to this island if she didn't intend for him to conquer it. Unless, of course, she'd found out about his plan to eventually betray her as he had his brother and sisters and take his rightful place as King of Narnia. He was going to go on the assumption that that plan still remained a secret.

But conquering took planning. He had time. That was why he stood on the deck outside of the dorms, ever-aware of the power of his wand in his pocket, dressed in full black leather and a billowing black cloak, and looked out upon his soon-to-be new kingdom.

[OOC: Edmund is Prince Edmund of Narnia, dark, brooding, magical darkfic version of Edmund. Open as decks are.]

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Entries tagged with dahlia mancini

Cheerleading Tryouts, Thursday after classes

Around The Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

Fourth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

Farewell Slumber Party, 6th Floor, Wednesday Night

Cheerleading; Wednesday, 8/28

Fifth Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

3rd floor Common Room, Thursday evening

Cheerleading Practice - The Gym (after classes)

3rd Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday evening

Fourth Floor Common Room [evening]

Main Campfire; Tuesday Evening [ 07/07 ].

Grover Cleveland Campfire, Tuesday Night

4th Floor Common Room, Post Un-zombiefying

Halls Of The Dorms, Saturday Night

The Deck, Saturday Evening

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