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joxertehmighty.livejournal.com

Joxer was going over his arsenal with Pete. "...and then, I got this!" he said, producting a knife where the handled was about twice as big as the blade. "Isn't it the best knife ever?"

( Cut for a bit of preplay... of DOOM! )

[ooc: preplayed with the wonderful

forgottenpants. No IC interaction possible (as Pete needs the scene to FTB in order for his miraculous powers of recovery to occur), but OOC commenting highly loved.]

lovechildblair.livejournal.com

Blair was a little sad that it was the last Hunting class and the last Hunting class protest. He had thought about chaining himself to the doors of the danger shop, but studying for finals was taking up a lot of time and Blair hadn't gotten down to town to buy a set of chains. So he was sitting by the doors, highlighting things in a notebook and holding a sign that had two crudely drawn demons wearing leotards.

It may have been the late nights studying, or too much exposure to highlighters, but Blair really thought the Exercise with Demons tag line was hilarious.

[ooc: open for interaction]

lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com

Dawn meant to be studying. She had a ton of work to do, after all, not the least of which was memorizing demon traps. So, her notebook was out, as were the handouts from Hunting, and she had a protractor, a ruler, and a pencil, and she had been practicing drawing the designs, right up to the point where she got hungry ~~about ten minutes after she started working~~.

So now she was engaged in experimental food assembly--after doing some foraging, she grabbed an apple, a banana, some raisins and dried apricots, a couple of flour tortillas, a jar of crunchy peanut butter, and the container of marshmallow fluff. Kind of the Dawn take on burritos, but it probably wouldn't be fatal.

[ooc: Open, as common rooms are. Experimental cooking and/or non-lethal study group, anyone?]

nadiathesaint

After her illuminating conversation with Veronica, Nadia felt the need to work off a bit of tension.

Later, she would also be feeling the need to buy a new phone, most likely, since hers didn't much like making the acquaintance of the wall that much.

For now, she was introducing a bow staff to a practice dummy with equal fervor. It was just as important to know how to fight one handed as two handed, after all.

There might have been a fair amount of yelling in a variety of languages involved, as well.

[ooc: open]

dude-its-jude.livejournal.com

"I learned my passion at the good old-fashioned school of lover boy . . ."

Jude was rocking out as he flipped pancakes in the common room, occasionally halting to belt a solo into his spatula or air guitar along with the music.

The pancakes are on sticks and Jude's on Queen. All are welcome.

Current Music: Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy - Queen

nadiathesaint

After the buzz of yesterday, Nadia was feeling a bit gloomy again. She'd managed to get herself some soup without too much "I can only use one arm!" trauma, and that, combined with some hot chocolate, was working wonders for her ability to pretend it wasn't effin' freezing outside.

Her shoulder was aching again, though, and as she sat on the couch with the TV on quietly in the background, she went over what she could remember of the troll battle, trying to figure out where things had gone square shaped.

[ooc: open]

strongestgirl.livejournal.com

Pippi is making breakfast like ya do.

She's also taking stock of how much space the kitchenette and fridge has for storage of staple items.

She might go down to the store today and buy provisions herself as a trial run for her StuCo project of providing food on the weekend.

In the meantime, the siren smells of pancakes, sausage, eggs, and coffee waft around the 5th floor and possibly up and down the stairs as well.

[[ooc: It's the most important meal of the day! You don't want to go dealing with an invasion on an empty tummy do you?

Current Mood: bouncy

stykera

Stark was feeling social tonight, so he'd made a ~~handwavey~~ run to J,GOB and picked up a very large assortment of cookies and brought them to the common room. He'd briefly toyed with the idea of two plates, one labeled "My Cookies" and the other "Your Cookies," but ended up putting them all on one large plate on the table by the couch.

He was now seated on a couch, happily nibbling on cookies and looking for something on TV to keep him entertained.

[Open like a common room post tends to be. Also, no fainting from shock plz.]

lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com

Dawn stuck a sign on the door with some scotch tape.

APOCALYPSE CENTRAL! COME HELP RESEARCH, DROP OFF FOOD, OR CONTRIBUTE! DOUGHNUTS APPRECIATED.

Then she sat down at one of the tables, surrounded by old, thick, dusty, leather-bound books written in a variety of languages and selected one at random. It would help if Giles had given her anything to go on. What the heck counted as a minor apocalypse these days?

[ooc: Open to all. Dawn's *hugely* overreacting to the sign Giles left on Aeropaegetica. AFAIK, there is nothing coming that isn't already known about by someone--this is a non-starter, unless someone wants to throw clues in about their own upcoming plots. Otherwise, have fun making up weird prophecies.]

Current Mood: working

dude-its-jude.livejournal.com

No classes meant a whole lot of napping for Jude. But a boy must eat, so eventually he reluctantly crawled out of bed, kissed Setsuna, and limped off to the common room to see what kind of food could be prepared. Sadly, he was all out of sticks. Regular pancakes would have to do at the moment. Didn't stop him from making them funny shapes, though.

[[Open and pancakey.]]

untouchableskin.livejournal.com

Marie was waiting in the lobby for Willow and Peter to meet her so they could go trick-or-treating through town. She was mildly disappointed that Jamie had to work and couldn't join them, but she'd gladly recruit anyone who happened to be wandering through to join them.

[open to anyone who wants to go!]

[ETA: I'm heading home from work. Feel free to advance your characters to the town trick-or-treat post at your own speed :) If you want to handwave that your character ran into Marie and she convinced them to go, that's fine with me!]

[ETA #2: Marie, Willow and Peter are here if you want to be a big group. But feel free to break into smaller groups or go on your own!]

http://users.livejournal.com/weissguy_/

Weiss is feeling better now. He's sprawled on the couch with a huge stack of old school VHS tapes and a will to watch.

Included in his merry little mini-marathon:
All Hallow's Eve
Dark Yuletide
Sample the Plasma of Alucard
Going-To-Bed-Now Camp
The Unsinned
Alucard's Female Offspring

Come. Enjoy a fright.

Current Mood: cheerful

joxertehmighty.livejournal.com

Joxer was asleep on a couch in the common room, snoring loudly and drooling onto the upholstery.

He'd definitely get no service, when he woke up. He had no shirt and no shoes on, not to mention no socks or pants.

That is correct. He was in naught but a linen loincloth. If there was even an emergency need for a horde of Madrox's to attack something with Lysol, this situation probably called for it. That couch never knew what was coming.

Mind you, Joxer himself wouldn't know what was coming, either. He'd managed to sleepwalk his way out here during the night.

So here he was, all asleep, drooling, and almost naked. Let's see what happens.

[ooc: Oooopen!]

nadiathesaint

Nadia hadn't worked on her adventure story in a little while. But she was typing away furiously at it now, occasionally reaching up to rub at her eye.

Not because she was crying, of course. She just had something in her eyes.

At present, Sophia was beating the crap out of two mobsters, Blaine and Bill, who'd been spreading rumors about her relationship with Mario that she didn't appreciate.

Blaine and Bill, of course, never stood a chance.

[ooc: open]

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Lana crept quietly up to the roof, checking to make sure no one was there before going to sit near the edge and stare off into space. She made sure to sit well back from Bel's plants. She looked, well... terrible.

[OOC: Open]

Current Mood: depressed

lovechildblair.livejournal.com

Blair was bored. Very bored. There didn't seem to be anything good on TV, there was nothing particularly appetizing in the fridge and for some reason even the internets seemed dull tonight.

So he dug through the DVD's in his room till he found a copy of the horror movie, The Bracelet. It seemed like it was getting close enough to October to spend a night watching scary movies.

[open!]

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Lana woke up early for some reason. Lavender was sick and Lana didn't want to bother her, so she gathered up some stuff and headed for the common room. She put on coffee and set out some pastries she'd picked up from J GOB yesterday.

Then she curled up on the sofa with a blanket and did a little channel surfing while nibbling on a pastry.

[OOC: Soooo open!]

dude-its-jude.livejournal.com

Jude didn't want to be alone right now.

So down he wandered to the fourth floor common room and sprawled across one of the couches with a bag of something greasy and unhealthy, channel surfing like a pro. He was in the mood for curling or wrestling. You know. Big chunks of rock - or the Rock - being lobbed at each other.

Wormhole X-Treme would have to do.

Now, if only he could get rid of that compulsion to keep yelling at the screen, "I'm in ur base! I'm killing ur ~~g00ldz~~ d00dz!"

[[Entertain me!]]

Current Mood: bored

sogothcally.livejournal.com

Cally had made a phone call or two before coming to the roof. She'd brought a couple tin cups with her, and headed straight over to where the Viper had it's first batch of brew on tap.

It was taste testing time.

Just, you know, she wasn't going to be dumb enough to try it first.

[ooc: Open, but ping me on AIM if you want to get involved directly with the taste test involving two players, yet four characters.]

joxertehmighty.livejournal.com

Joxer was being nice. He figured the armor would be an unfair advantage, so he'd taken it off and set it aside, instead going for the usual sparring padding. He did a few muscle flex poses, just because he could, even if there wasn't an audience.

At least, no audience he was aware of.

[ooc: Joxer is here to ~~get punched in the face~~ fight Billy, but as always, the gym is open to all comers!]

joxertehmighty.livejournal.com

Joxer was sitting, fully decked out in his ~~smooshed pasta strainers~~ armor. He was flipping through the channels, until he ended up on some film channel showing Hired Sword, that old Japanese film.

It was subtitled. Joxer was struggling with keeping up.

[ooc: Open! And that'd be me meta-izing Yojimbo, yo.]

lovechildblair.livejournal.com

Blair decided that walking all the way from town and all the way up to the fourth floor was enough walking for now. He plopped down on the nearest couch and winced at the jarring to his arm. Readjusting the sling and cast he looked at the tv and waved his free hand.

"Turn on!"

Well, it would have been cool if it had worked.

[ooc: open of course]

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Lana couldn't lie in bed any longer and she was afraid if she got up and started buzzing around the room that she'd wake her roommate. So instead she went to the Common Room and busied herself cutting up a ton of fresh fruit that she'd brought and brewing up some coffee and tea for anyone who might be looking for some breakfast. She also set out a bunch of bagels and muffins she'd picked up.

And at least here if she was singing a bit while she worked she wouldn't be disturbing anyone.

[OOC: Come have some breakfast!]

Current Mood: giddy

lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com

Thanks to a laundry...incident, Dawn was wearing the t-shirt she'd borrowed from Dean after the Meerkat cabin theft, which was way too long for her, and the skirt she'd ~~stolen~~ borrowed from Buffy before she left Cleveland, which was way too short. Not unlike Buffy, come to think of it.

Just so people would think it was intentional, though, she put up a small sign, hastily written on notebook paper and stuck to the door of the common room.

HAPPY PANTSLESS FRIDAY!

In other news, she was trying to learn her domesticated canine vocabulary for class on Monday.

lovechildblair.livejournal.com

Blair headed out to the common room to relax after a hard day of meditating. Yeah, it sounded weird to him too.

He popped some popcorn and flipped the channel till he found some Bitterwoman reruns.

[ooc: open!!]

nadiathesaint

Nadia had decided that what Bel had said the night before was right. They didn't want to freak Marie out by having crowds that were too big bearing down on them. So she decided she'd "hold down the fort", so to speak, and stay here to wait in case Marie came back.

She had her toughbook with her, and was currently working on setting up a rough map of the island. She hoped to keep up with the search parties and mark off those locations that had been cleared as having no Marie.

Sure, the girl could double back, but it would be a start. And part of her training had included working support in the black van.

[ooc: Open to communication/those who want to try to help out with the black van back up/random interaction]

joxertehmighty.livejournal.com

Joxer was in the kitchen area, scrounging up foodstuffs to prepare an apology breakfast for Agnes. Thankfully for Agnes and the world in general, he was unable to find any turnips.

So here he was, making toast in the toasty-machine, and pouring a big bowl of chocolate cereal.

There'd probably be enough cereal and toast to share with more than just his roommate, too.

[ooc: Oooopen!]

chasingangela

Having rummaged through every drawer in Angela's room to no avail, the gremlin-bitten girl went to what looked like some kind of living room. She climbed up on the counter and started poking through the cabinets; there had to be alcohol somewhere.

After all, this was, like, some fancy boarding school, right?

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]

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.]

maias-notebook.livejournal.com

A section of the common room was decorated with balloons, streamers and a Happy Birthday Lana banner. A cake sat in the middle of a table ready to slice. Confetti, noise makers and little curls of ribbon littered the two surrounding tables, a third table for presents was decorated with just as much fanfare.

((OOC: Party is not locked but specific players have been notified about it. To be SPed as needed))

walter-n-wires.livejournal.com

No news was not necessarily good news, but it was news in that there was no news. (Say that five times fast and watch your eyes cross.) Walter had spent several hours canvassing the island, looking for anything or anyone out of the ordinary and coming up empty.

So now he was watching Galaxy Quest and eating a ~~box~~ bowl of cereal while he waited to hear back from Nadia.

[ooc: It's common. It's a room. It's ooooooooopen.]

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Dean sat on the couch and flicked through the channels on the tv, finally settling on Rockstar. Yeah, kinda stupid reality show, but the music wasn't bad. And hey, hot rocker chicks. Where's the bad in that?

Current Mood: relaxed

demonbelthazor

Bel had been drinking heavily that night. No, not sake this time. It was a steep learning curve, but he'd learned his lesson there. He'd stumbled across some old demon brew he'd tucked away, a sweet-sour green drink that packed a punch. Feeling a little homesick for no good reason, he'd decided to finish the bottle.

Then he wandered up to the roof for a cigarette.

Current Mood: drunk
Current Location: The roof

demonbelthazor

Bel might've been slightly hungover.

It might've been because he'd been craving sushi last night and had shimmered to an off-island Japanese restaurant to pick some up. Along with sake.

A lot of sake.

Now he was flipping through channels on the TV, trying desperately to find something to distract him from the pounding in his head. The Science Fiction channel had a natural disaster movie marathon on; that had potential.

Current Mood: hungover
Current Location: 5th floor common room
Current Music: Tidal Wave: No Escape

cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com

It may have looked like Pip was dozing if you happened to come in at the wrong angle, what with the eyepatch and all.

In reality, he was watching Saturday Morning cartoons.

And trying very very hard to not think about his date to night.

_{[[OOOoooopen.]]}

lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com

Dawn sat on the floor in front of the television with a large bowl of Cocoa Krispies, watching cartoons.

After the weirdness of yesterday, she needed some comfort.

[ooc: Open to all!]

Current Mood: confused

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Bridge was sprawled on the couch, flipping through channels absently until he settles on one broadcasting a concert: Kira Ford, Live From New York.

willbedone.livejournal.com

When Willow woke up she knew at once what she had to do and where she had to be. Also she knew that she was Nadia. Which was not so much true but at least it accurately represented her state of mind.

Which is why, after running some errands, she was now on the roof of the dorms with her backpack and a pastry box beside her.

This was also why she felt an urge to sing.

Now the thing with Willow is that 1) she couldn't sing and 2) she had no idea what songs Nadia sang while she was up on the roof doing her roof-singing thing.

Willow was nothing if not a girl who innately tried to do her best anyway.

( So she sang... )

"Nadia" nodded in satisfaction at what she felt was a roof-singing job well done, and sat and waited to see if anyone felt like joining her.

[open!]

Current Mood: confused

lovelylana.livejournal.com

After her workshop, Lana had gone back to Selkie Cove, but could find no sign of Phoebe. She'd trekked up and down the beach looking for her with no luck and finally decided she needed to get in where it was cool for a while.

She'd tried to rest in her room, but she was too worried to settle. She thought she might have better luck distracting herself if she watched some mindless TV. Plus, maybe someone would show up who had a better idea of where Phoebe might be.

[OOC: Open!]

Current Mood: worried

bound2blade.livejournal.com

To say that Sakurazaki was a little nervous about this was an understatement. However, she knew that if she had rushed straight into the salle with her wings out to practise with Yuunagi, there could be trouble. She had to refamiliarize herself with her flight techniques slowly, by the use of the practise swords in the gym. Besides, there was much more room in the gym than down in the salle, so she'd have more space to work with, and it was much to hot to take it outside with a stick.

Sakurazaki was working on her tougher forms again, but this time, she was doing them in the air, in flight. And hoping that she hadn't missed some rule about such training. She figured she was at least out of everyone's way like this.

[[ gym is open ]]

chasingangela

Angela had spent most of the weekend holed up in her room, deliberately working her way through a Francesca Lia Block anthology and emerging only to sip oversweetened coffee and gaze soulfully at fruit salad.

But all good things must come to an end. Which is why she was in the common room, watching an I Love the 90's marathon on VH-1 and hoping someone would tell her she doesn't look that goofy.

Company would be welcome.

[OOC: Open post.]

willbedone.livejournal.com

Willow made herself comfortable on the couch as she set about doing her reading.

She had books on beavers and was prepared to shake them down for as much information as was possible.

Yes, she was taking notes.

Yes, she had the highlighters handy.

She was still interruptable, however.

[ooc: open!]

Current Mood: nerdy

multi-madrox.livejournal.com

Jamie has taken over the second floor common room. He is wearing his crown from Dada class proudly and most importantly has control over the remote for the TV.

The show he is watching is Dirty Jobs. Which isn't porn or dirty. Well it's dirty... just not "OMGDIRTY!"

Any one who tries to change the channel is most likely to be smited by the Dada King.

You've been warned.

[OOC: Open. Duh.]

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Dean was in the kitchen cooking up pancakes for Dawn. Making the batter had been relatively easy, but trying to come up with funny shapes was proving a little more difficult. He tried to do a car but it came out looking more like a deformed amoeba. He had better look with the teddy bear -- one large circle with two smaller ones for ears and that was the first one he presented to his girl friend, along with sides of bacon and eggs.

"This okay?" he asked, still in full grovelling mode.

[ooc: for Dawn but open for all your cr needs though can't promise breakfast will be included. ;)]

Current Mood: hopeful

can_be_more

Aeryn looks a little different. She's managed to pile all of the pillows in the first floor lobby onto the sofa, and is now lounging, yes, lounging. She looks bored, but expects someone to come by at any moment to entertain her. ~~Printhethes~~ Princesses locked in towers count on that sort of thing. (Even if she is on the ground floor.)

Yes, there's a little bite mark on her hand, too. Welcome back to the dorms, kids.

[If you've seen the Farscape ep "John Quixote", you know what's up. Come poke the lispy girl.

Aeryn: *HATES ME*

ETA: Aeryn's been resthcued. You can still feel free to poke her if it happens before that, but know that you're not going to succeed in helping.]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Even the threat of storms was not stopping Bridge from preparing for another outdoor movie night. After a ~~totally handwaved~~ trip into town for the neccessary supplies, he sets up a tarp between Pangolin and Koala cabins before once again putting up the bedsheet on the wall.

He's got the fire going, a pile of blankets for people to use, and there's plenty of snacks as well as coffee and hot chocolate in thermoses.

Space Battles, the original trilogy, *not* the prequels, is playing.

[ooc: open like an open thing that is open!]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Oh, yay. Another night of lockdown. Armed with his cellphone and laptop to aid in communication, Bridge is once again camped out on a couch in the second floor common room. He's flipping through channels on the TV set, hoping to find something interesting to watch. No luck so far.

[ooc: open!]

untouchableskin.livejournal.com

After being instructed to return to the dorms, Marie decided she may as well still cook since she had ~~handwavy~~ bought the food the previous day.

So she set up to start assembling lasagna in the common room. Maybe a home cooked meal would comfort some people.

suzotchka.livejournal.com

Ivanova hadn't really unpacked, so moving into the cabin hadn't been much of a stretch. An early night had meant that her body had gotten the sleep it needed to kick back onto Fandom time. Now, she had found an Adirondak chair somewhere, got a little crackling fire going, and kicked back to enjoy. Fresh air, open sky . . .

It was good to be home.

[[Open like an open thing, yo.]]

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