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mauledbyabear.livejournal.com

Somehow Riggins, Chuck and Emmett all found themselves up on the dorm roof looking over the town. So far it had been a normal morning for all of them. Too bad it wouldn't last long.

"It never gets old, huh?" Chuck asked.

"Nope," Riggins agreed, uncapping the lid to his soda and taking a swig. This is important for later. Just so you know.

Emmett smirked. "It kinda makes you wanna..."

"Break into song?" Chuck finished.

Riggins nodded. "Yep."

[Sure, let's get this one out early]

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.

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.]

rocksthescarf.livejournal.com

Chuck...didn't cook breakfast. Or couldn't, rather. He could make cereal, yes, and he was fairly sure toast was within his capabilities but anything involving a the stove or a microwave for an extended period of time was out of the question. The stove because he'd most likely catch whatever he was attempting to make on fire. The microwave because, ew, who the hell ate stuff that came out of a microwave? It was disgusting.

Oh, save for popcorn. And bagel bites.

He wasn't much in the mood for cereal this morning so he was sitting on the kitchen counter, peeling an orange (yes, he could do that without messing up) and watching the TV from afar, hoping he could push someone into cooking for him. He'd like pancakes, thank you. Preferably ones with chocolate chips in them.

[Common room is open, of course]

Current Mood: hungry
Current Music: Leighton Meester - Bette Davis Eyes

decoder-rings.livejournal.com

With a towel over one shoulder, Hannibal had disappeared into the bathroom about an hour ago. The hot shower had taken up most of that time but now he was out, clad in only his jeans, and standing in front of one of the mirrors, doing what guys do when their in the bathroom.

Checking themselves out, of course. It was a time honored secret tradition amongst men. They might not act it but they all wanted to look good. Had to look good out of clothes to really think you look good in them. Or something.

For Hannibal, that mostly meant deciding if he needed a shave or not. He'd decided no and then moved on to wondering if he needed a haircut. The wet hair didn't really help that decision since it wasn't doing its normal 'stick up where it pleases' schtick that he'd gotten so used to.

"Maybe I could just do it myself," he said to no one, ruffling his hair and not realizing how bad an idea that truly would be.

[Open to boys (and boys from other floors are so welcome)...and girls! Like any of the boys care if the girls wanna sneak in! This was partly due to me wanting

rocksthescarf to make a post where Chuck shaved his chest hair (I used her favorite icon in honor of that) and wanting to see how many shirtless icons I could get in one place. Mondays do things to my brain.]

Current Mood: artistic

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

It was a little ironic, that this should happen after Saint Patrick's Day, but a suddenly bearded and Irish Cal McStephanides (which was a very ancient clan name, don't you know?) made haste to the common room. He was driven by a great swell of sweet pride, and could not wait to tell the world.

"Oy!" he announced, to no one and everyone in particular. "Did ye hear about our Merlin?"

[[ so very open, especially once our Merlin gets here. This post is a beautiful concoction of four holy things: muns in the same room under the influence of each other, insanely sexy bearded icons, Irish PBs who aren't playing Irish characters, and this which is NSFW. But it is Win For Life. ]]

[[also, you saw nothing *waves hand* ]]

mauledbyabear.livejournal.com

The one good thing about living here and not back at home was that Emmett could watch Maury and Springer without being interrupted by anything annoying. Usually he got lectures from Edward about how those shows were trash or sometimes Alice would tell him who was the real babydaddy was before the reveal actually happened. God, that was annoying. But not here. Here he could relax against the couch, feet propped up on the coffee table and with a bottle of warmed up TruBlood (with the label was scratched off) in his hand and watch his trashy shows without too much unnecessary noise.

By the way, him yelling at the TV was totally the necessary kind of noise.

"Oh man! Oh man! He was the father!" Emmett yelled at the TV. "You're screwed, dude, you're screwed. That babymomma is gonna take you for all you're worth. Say goodbye to your trailer, sir!"

[The common room is open, of course]

mauledbyabear.livejournal.com

Surprise surprise, Emmett was bored. He had been watching a lot of Food Network lately (a LOT of it) and decided that, hey, as long he was living among humans, the least he could do was use them as guinea pigs for testing out his culinary skills.

So here he was in the kitchen making peanut butter brownies. They looked good on TV and the Italian chick with giant knockers seemed very enthusiastic about them.

He had no idea how they were going to come out. He followed the directions right and it didn't smell awful so maybe they were good. Possibly?

[Open common room is open]

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

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.]

flashesforinfo.livejournal.com

Angela was up, once again comparatively early for a weekend. She'd got an good long night of sleep, so it was only after she listened to the radio podcast she realised she'd missed an all out corridor make out session last night. That was just sad.

So sad, that she was microwaving popcorn and half-watching a Gelmoore Gals rerun. Yes, popcorn for breakfast. Sort of. Whatever, it smelt great, and with any luck it would taste that too.

It was a weekend, popcorn brunch was entirely acceptable.

And, yeah okay, she wasn't that sad, really. It was a weekend.

[[Open common room is all open. I don't want to have to do work today.]]

mauledbyabear.livejournal.com

Emmett hadn't been kidding when he talked about building that snowman on radio. Look, he was a dude who didn't feel the cold and didn't sleep at night. What else are you going to do with your free time when it's snowing out?

The lack of light had been a bit disappointing but Emmett managed to make do with his own sight and the light off a cell phone. The snowman he made was about seven feet tall and it was dressed in an old coat of Edward's that had gotten mixed in with Emmett's stuff when he moved to Fandom. Emmett made the snowman have broody eyebrows using black licorice and an upside down orange slice was used to make a frown. The finishing touch was the brown pipe cleaners that were used to make the gravity-defying hair. Emmett smirked. This was the most awesome snowman ever.

He spelled out the name "Wardo" in front of the snowman with Twizzlers he found in one of the common rooms.

[Establishy since I'm going to sleep soon but omg I have to have Emmett play in the snow and I'm gonna be gone all day tomorrow. So...yeah. Feel free to notice Wardo]

Current Mood: devious

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]

mauledbyabear.livejournal.com

Emmett had been a little wary about eating a deer that was that weird greenish color, but he couldn't resist trying something new. He figured that worse comes to worse at least it wouldn't kill him. They hadn't been hard at all to catch and Emmett found them to be sweeter than most deer, if not entirely satisfying. Still, he hadn't been trying to fill himself up. He was just trying to tide himself over until he could leave during the weekend to hunt something bigger.

He walked up to the school grounds from the preserve, his face looking more flushed than usual and picking teal fur out of his teeth. What'd he do for a toothpick right about now.

[Open. The fact that Emmett has been hunting is NFB. No actual teal deer were harmed in the writing of this post]

mauledbyabear.livejournal.com

Emmett had spent most of the night exploring the dorms and enjoying being able to walk around without the smell of humans being too overpowering. He was thinking about going into town but decided to pace himself when it came to exploring. If he saw everything too fast then he got bored and when he got bored he tended to make houses out of cardboard and play "General Sherman is burnin' everything" in the yard with Jasper (well, Emmett played. Jasper glared). He had the feeling burning the dorms down by accident would be frowned upon. So around 5 am he staked out a place in the common room and started to watch TV.

Now there was football on! Emmett had his ass on the couch, a football in his hand and was watching the Dolphins playing the Ravens. Then the Eagles were playing the Vikings at 4:30. God, he loved Sundays. He was tossing the football quickly between his two hands but making sure it was at a human's pace just in case anyone came in.

[Open, yes. I hope Miami wins...I think I jinxed them omg]

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Entries tagged with emmett cullen

Dorm Roof; Thursday Morning

Main Campfire, Friday Evening

The Deck, early evening Thursday

3rd Floor Common Room - Late Saturday Morning

Fourth Floor Boy's Bathroom, Monday Evening

Fourth Floor Common Room; WEDNESDAY Evening [ 03/18 ].

4th Floor Common - Monday Afternoon

4th Floor Common Room - Monday Evening

The dorm lawn- Wednesday night at 2 am

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

4th Floor Common Room [Saturday, Late Morning]

School Grounds - Tuesday Night/Eaaaaaaaaarly Wednesday Morning

Fourth Floor Common Room [evening]

School Grounds - Wednesday Night

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