[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com
Josiah was trying to figure out if he was in Purgatory or had zipped straight to Hell.

This place was enough to test any man's faith, with these women with minds of their own. And those . . . those . . .

Josiah's mind couldn't even process homosexuality enough to put into words.

[[He's Southern and he's a Mormon Bishop. Go to.]]
[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com
As soon as night fell Dick Grayson took off his normal clothes and put on his superhero outfit. He was no longer Dick Grayson he was now...Robin! Boy Wonder! He was ready to protect the school from any evil that was out there. And he could do it better than stupid Batman.

Robin climbed up a suitable tree and scoped the grounds for any danger.

((If you don't mind being harassed and/or possibly tackled by a guy who wears his underwear outside his pants then feel free to walk by!))
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor
After class, Bel made his way back up to the fifth floor. Instead of heading to his room, he sat down on the couch in the common room, picking up the remote and turning on the TV. He flipped through the channels, idly looking for something to occupy a few hours.
[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/weissguy_/
It's Weiss's 17th birthday and he's providing chocolate cake and (moddable) soda! There's even some vegan cupcakes if you're so inclined. This shindig is open invite, so come on down.

[OOC: I will be in and out for a bit, so count on Weiss's threads to be slowplay until after 8 and then full-on party mode after that I'm here!]

ETA: Oh yes, there's actually a sign up that indicates party and free cake, if your character needs a reason to wander in. I forget details.
[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com
JD is on the roof, sitting with his legs dangling over the edge. He is writing in a small book which, to the keen observer, might seem to have a pink unicorn on the cover.

Dear Diary,

It is good to be back at school. I met Pippi this week, but it seems she is still dating someone else. I hope his head explodes. he is eaten by rabid hyenas has a very had hair day. Also I met my Little Sibling. She so obviously wants me.


"You manly man you."

Classes will be starting this week...

((OOC: Open. Please distract JD from his journal writing.))
[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com
JD was in the common room, baking cookies. Or, rather, trying to bake cookies. If he could just stop eating the dough. So far none had actually made it into the oven.

Laddie, his stuffed dog, was with him, dressed in a chef hat and holding a whisk in his mouth.

((OOC: Open.))
[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com
After a handwavey trip into town for supplies, Molly set herself up in the fifth floor kitchen to start baking for tomorrow. She was making a cake, cookies and as many pies as she could get done this afternoon.

Ray had been in class when she called him, but she hoped he could come help out at least for a bit.

[[OOC: Post is open. Any assistance would be welcome.]]
[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com
JD was in the common room, making chocolate chip cookies. Or, rather, he would be making chocolate chip cookies if any of the cookies ever made it into the oven. Unfortunately, the batter seemed to be making a bit of a permenant pit stop in his mouth.

He was waving around a wooden spoon, covered in flour, singing "We're going to make a cake" in his best french accent as he worked on batch two of cookie dough. Maybe this time it would result in cookies.
[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com
JD was on the roof, armed with a bucket of bouncy balls and a golf club. He sets one of the balls down and looks out over the campus, admiring the view.

"Four!"

JD wacked one of the balls off the roof, which went flying, hitting the ground below, and bounced impressively.

"The next Tiger Woods, baby." He nodded appreciatively and set up another ball.

((OOC: Open, as roofs often are. If you want to hit balls, you are welcome, but there is only one club and JD nor his player make any promises about whether or not anyone is going to get in trouble. Also, if you want to be whacked by a random bouncy ball from the roof, that's fine too, but they *bounce* - no major injuries or upsets please.))
[identity profile] untouchableskin.livejournal.com
Marie was starting to feel a lot better and decided that, in honor of Fall Break, she was going to bake muffins in the common room.



[open! i'm on slow play at work though.]
[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com
JD was feeling a bit depressed, what with parents weekend and his father off in Oklahoma selling pencils. So he was in the common room, drinking something that looked supiciously like an appletini and making little orgami cranes. Lots of orgami cranes.

((OOC: JD will be in here for fun and games until his brother gets around to finding him. Open in the meantime.))
[identity profile] 1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com
The mats are out, the cd player is ready to play should music be needed, and cheerleaders are sitting behind a table ready to judge. Although as this is, of course, a cheerocracy, not a democracy, Buffy has final word.

There's bleachers for the audience and representatives of the press (the nuts are for the squirrels, not the newspaper journalists. They get coffee). This will be an afternoon of short skirts, cartwheels and above all CHEER!


(ooc: because I am late posting this, tryouts will continue in slowplay on Monday as well. Come try-out! Mock! Cheer!)
[identity profile] sogothcally.livejournal.com
Cally did not have amazing culinary skills, nor a lot of money to splurge and buy enough food to feed an army. She did, however, have a box of Count Chocula, and had poured herself a big bowl before leaving it out for anyone else who wanted any.

She was in her PJs and slippers, because she could. Camped out in front of the TV, watching more Rainbow Randolph reruns.

"Friends come in all sizes..." she sang along between big bites of chocolatey goodness.

[ooc: Common room = Open. And darnit, now I want Count Chocula.]
[identity profile] professor-lyman.livejournal.com
Josh dropped the ballot box onto a table he'd covered in bunting and dragged to the middle of a busy hallway near his classroom.

There was coffee, doughnuts, and cheesy "I Voted" stickers for all participants.

Don't cheat. He does this for a living and he'll totally catch you.

[OOC: Open for mingling, eating food and general chatting. Josh'll be in and out--he's also teaching two classes today :)]
[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com
JD has fallen asleep in the common room, after his late night daydreaming.

He is snoring soundly, a slight trickle of drool at the corner of his mouth, and his usually stylish hair is sticking up in awkward places.

He is wearing a onesie.

((OOC: Open... just wake him up.))
[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com
Since she's now afraid of her computer-- at least until someone explains how not to find pornography to her-- and Mrs. Gilmore told her to watch television, Evie has decided to do her homework.

She is currently watching a rerun of Crime & Justice. It's not entirely clear to her how it works, but it's definitely fascinating.

[ooc: open like an open thing, but I'm outta here in 2 hours.]
[identity profile] socksofcool.livejournal.com
With no classes scheduled for today, Seely decided to check out the gym and maybe get a workout in.

He was currently making use of the free weights.

[ooc: open!]
[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com
John Dorian is sitting in the 5th floor common room, attempting to conceal very large quantities of paint. However, he is not doing a very good job about it, so anyone poking their head in can probably see not only that there is paint, but that there seems to be inordinate number of pastels. He is trying, obviously, to look innocent as he waits for some of his friends to, hopefully arrive.

Maybe I should have left a message or something.

((OOC: Open to all. We're gonna paint the common room, and maybe some other stuff. There's a lot of paint. However, there is an octopus on one of the walls in the common room, complete with pirate accoutrements, so don't paint over that. We're just adding some... uh... personality.))
[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com
JD wanted to paint the town red, but, sadly, lacked the necessary art supplies. As a result, he was sitting in the common room with some paper and crayons, resorting to drawing pictures of daisies.

((OOC: Open to all, including suggestions for adventure and foolishness))
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[personal profile] forgottenpants
Pete didn't do idle well. Thus, having not yet been introduced to television or the wonders of the internet, he was skulking about the hallways, making a mental map of all the entrances and exits and good places to hang random traps.

And generally looking like he just might be up to no good.

Possibly, he was planning to torture the students by singing.

She'll be comin', comin', coming, comin', comin,
Row-hound that mounTAIN! When she comes,
Oh when she comes, when she comes,
She'll be comin'! (comin'comin'comin'comin')
Round that MOUNTAIN when she comes,
(Oh well, when she comes. . . .)


[ooc: dance for me! er, I mean, open!]
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint
Nadia was wearing one of those doofy expressions that probably told just about everyone what she'd been up to the night before.

Her laptop was open on the table, along with her adventure story, but she was busy cooking.

Chicken empanadas, egg and bacon burritos, hot sauce entirely optional. And if no one showed up to eat it all?

Well, she'd have lots of leftovers for the week.

[ooc: open and such]
[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com
JD knew he should be in bed, but he couldn't sleep. So, instead, he was stretched out on the common room couch, staring dreamily at the ceiling, grinning like an idiot.

Those with psychic abilities might notice that his daydreams include boyish thoughts about a very pretty redhead with freckles and very buoyant hair.



((OOC: Open to all - come play with me!))
[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com
JD was sitting on the floor in the 5th floor common room, wearing a pair of lime green pajama bottoms with little blue puppies on them and a white wife beater tank top. Crossed legged in front of the TV, he is watching cartoons and tossing a small bouncy ball repeatedly against the wall.

((OOC: Open to all, there are more bouncy balls to be had.))
[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com
Food had been provided and was set out on a table to the side. Near it was a list of the Big Siblings/Little Siblings pairings. Also? Helpfully? There were nametags for everyone.

There were also balloons and plenty of glitter on each of the tables that had been set out so that people could socialize.

Welcome, new people.

[ooc: Wait for my OCD, please. OCD is up! BB/BS stuff should have been emailed to you, so the list itself is handwavey. If your character didn't sign up for it and yet is on there through the magic of being OOCly mean to our kids? Call it a paperwork mixup and run with it. They seem to happen a lot here. :D

Also, all new kids, remember that you need to check in officially in here as well as doing the fun social stuff.]

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