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halfshell-hero.livejournal.com

Why yes, yes Michelangelo had noticed the influx of children running about the dorms today.

And he was, in fact, prepared for them, too.

Armed with a pair of foamy nunchucks and his Cowabunga Carl head, there was a well-prepared turtle holed up in the fourth floor common room that evening, with an impressive spread of potato chips, sodas, and, of course, pizza.

Party time, dudes!

[It's a common room, dudes. Totally open!]

withoutverona

The broom sweeping the floor around Romeo's feet wasn't so bad; it was silent, and no more distracting from his book than a maid at home would have been. (The fact it seemed to be powering itself was a bit distressing, but less so than talking shoes had been.)

But when a container of Lysol started hovering near his coffee-table-propped-feet, he really needed to jump up and protest. "They do not smell bad!" he informed the air, glaring.

It had been a very strange week.

morpherboy.livejournal.com

At some point, Marco realized that it's been a while since he's shown up in a common room not as himself. Which is why there is a chimp in the common room, throwing popcorn at the third Space Battles movie. The remote remained unhidden on a table, however, Marco's regular clothing was in its usual spot underneath a couch.

[ooc: Open! With chimp!]

halfshell-hero.livejournal.com

The problem with being a turtle who owned a giant mascot head and also made a living with it was that every now and again, one had to practice. Rehearsal, really.

The problem with having a giant mascot head to rehearse in was that there was hardly enough room in a dorm room to do so.

So, this evening, Mikey had taken it upon himself infiltrate the common room in true ninja manner in order to lay out several different kinds of pizza, including a few of his personal favorites (the ravioli and caramel came highly recommended), in case anyone wanted to have some sort of munchies while observing him prancing about. The show promised to be good. Where else could one witness a large turtle, dressed as a turtle, making up impromptu party songs and waving about a set of large, foamy nunchucks?

('Tis a common room! 'Tis commonly open!)

takingthedayoff.livejournal.com

It was Saturday. What was the point of sleeping on a Saturday night when that's what you could use Sunday for? It wasn't like they had classes until Monday. That was Ferris' reasoning for being up unreasonably late, dressed in his bathrobe, and in the 3rd floor common room. The TV wasn't on in case the people next door wanted to sleep. Besides, he was busy turning the room into one giant blanket and pillow fort. This activity was much quieter and still managed to fulfil his need for controlled chaos.

Plus, sometimes Ferris was a big kid.

peter--parker.livejournal.com

Peter was somewhat restless tonight. If he were in New York, he's probably go out webswinging. Unfortunately Fandom's buildings weren't tall enough. That meant late night infomercials.

"Girls Gone Wild? No thanks. Bowflex? Not for me. Shortcut to Internet Millions? Only if I can go back to before the dot com bust. Ultimate HGH? Is that even legal?"

Peter sighed. What had happened to all of the good infomercials? He continued to watch, drifting just enough into sleep that his reaction time might be a little off.

[OOC: First thread locked to Peter and a certain visitor, please, but after that open if anyone's around at this time of night. Audience participation is encouraged!]

walks-two-paths.livejournal.com

Savannah got to the gym a little bit early and started setting things up for practice.

She pulled out the mats and set them up, as well as a table with snacks and music. She was bouncing around as she got things set up.

[[OOC: ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up!]]

Current Mood: bouncy

moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com

It was Wednesday afternoon and that meant cheerleader practice. River was in a good mood, which always made for better cheering. She had a hard time deciding what music was best for today, though.

[~~Wait for OCD!~~ OCDs are up!]

Current Mood: cheerful

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

The only problem with being lazy and sleeping most of the day because you don't have classes is that you wake up and want to do something different. Too bad it was after midnight now and most everybody was asleep.

Ah well, there was always TV.

Molly wandered down to the common room, grabbed a soda out of the fridge, plopped down on the couch and started to flip channels to find something to watch.

walks-two-paths.livejournal.com

Savannah had remembered that she was supposed to go to the gym today and prep it for practice.

She kept having to stop as her eyes went fuzzy, but eventually she got the mats and the refreshments set out. She turned the music on and made sure everything else was set up, before laying on her back on one of the mats.

She could probably stay like this all day if she wanted to.

[[~~Please wait for the~~ OCD is up!!]]

halfshell-hero.livejournal.com

Mikey seemed rather pleased with himself, indeed. He had put up his pillowfort, Cabin Mutant Ninja, over the course of the day and hauled the microwave back to the cabin's front door. There was a small mountain of microwaveable pizzas, a heap of ingredients for s'mores (which Mikey was already sticking onto his pizzas as toppings) and a stack of zombie movies nearby, and he had made a point to structure his pillowfort cabin so that the front door was facing the television.

The Mutant Ninja paper-towel flag was flying high above the door, the ninjas that Charlie had been kind enough to draw for him standing a rebellious eight inches or more to one another in scale, and he had made more signs to post on his cabin using more paper towel.

CABIN MUTANT NINJA CAMPFIRE AND ZOMBIE MOVIES FESTIVAL
Perfect for staying up all night at the cabin and snuggling up close to a member of the opposite gender (or the same, if that's your thing), dudes.

Mikey is ready to be rebellious, dudes.

(Common room open, as common rooms are!)

halfshell-hero.livejournal.com

Michelangelo had a pillowfort. It was a good pillowfort. It was a grand pillowfort. It was his pillowfort and he was not moving anywhere for anyone.

Really, he had decided to fight the man last night and had snuck into the common room late at night using great ninja prowess (Splinter would have been proud) to build it. He was going to take it apart again, but after hearing today's insane-lady announcement?

"I hereby declare this pillow fort to be Mutant Ninja Cabin, and dudes, I'm not movin' out for anything!"

It was not the largest illegal pillow-based cabin in the world, but turtles had staying power, and if anyone wanted to show up for hugs, or perhaps to try to move in with him, he wasn't going to complain. Bonus points if you were female, just because testing his limits was the whole idea here.

(Common room and pillowfort open- I'll be around for a couple of hours, feel free to gawk and protest, or cheer Mikey on as you see fit.)

Current Mood: weird

x5-alec.livejournal.com

Alec went down the gym and set up a table with some chairs for the judges, then pulled the mats out in front of it. Things felt kind of quiet, so he was wondering if he should do something to make sure people showed up.

Maybe he should be shirtless?

...Okay then!

[OOC: ~~Wait for~~ OCD is up! The tryouts are just for Saturday, but the post is in SP until Monday due to the Potterdammerung.

Past Tryout Examples and please be as descriptive as possible.]

Current Mood: cheerful

turtle-toughguy.livejournal.com

Raphael was finally awake and in the common room. He supposed he'd have to adjust his schedule to start doing the whole 'going to class' thing again, but who really cared for now? He certainly didn't. If Namine or Donnie needed him they could knock, same with anyone else, and Mikey was always with him.

Speaking of which, Little Mikey was on his shoulder, clinging as Raphael positively taunted him with cereal. It wasn't that he hadn't been fed, simply that he was sure the cereal was much more tasty than what he'd been given. The tiny turtle made a squeaky hiss of protest, butting against Raph's neck.

Raph's eyes rolled over to his brother. "What? I fed you, you can't have my cereal. One sugar bomb is as big as your head, dude." He turned his attention back to the TV. "What the hell is this, anyway? 'Reptar: On Ice'? Whatever." Really, he was only half paying attention in the first place. "Looks like something you'd get into, Mikey."

He continued to ignore Mikey's protests as the program began to go into a chant of "Reptar, Reptar! Gotta find that Reptar!"

[OOC: Open, of course. Grumbly Raph as always :3]

orewahikari.livejournal.com

It's almost 1pm, and Roxas has just walked into the common room in his pyjamas, his bed-messed hair, and his hugely yawning mouth.

He has coffee. Or soda. Or just plain sugar.

He finds a couch, sits down, and promptly stares into space.

Sleeping for 14 hours does not come highly recommended by the little pile of blonde ~~fluff~~ bedhair.

[OOC: Open! What a shock :D]

Current Mood: sleepy

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

This was the first practice with the new cheerleaders so when Molly made it there before Buffy, she made sure that there were comfortable places to sit since there would probably be more chatting than practice today. She also got all of the regular equipment set up.

[[OOC: This post takes place after the gym post set up by

henryoredward. Non-cheerleaders please use whichever post is appropriate for your timing needs. ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up.]]

the_merriest

Rikku hoped it wasn't too dark that people wouldn't be able to see that she now had purple hair.

Aly was on her short list of Favorite Teachers Ever.

She hoped the Kraken bathroom had recovered from any possible dye-related mishaps.

Rikku sat in front of the campfire, bouncing to herself. Ready to chat the ear off anybody and everybody who dropped by.

[so very open]

Current Mood: bouncy

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

Since she had no workshops today, Molly had slept in and then spent the majority of the day puttering around the cabin. The glittery was getting to her though. So, she went to sit outside for a while with her back to the cabin. She ignored the fact that she was almost as glittery as the cabin by now.

[[Open!]]

sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com

If the campfire in front of the Abominable Snowman cabin smelled better than all the others, there was a good reason.

Sokka had just come back from being out in the Preserve, and two fresh-caught rabbits were roasting slowly on a spit he had erected. He hummed to himself off-key and licked his lips as he waited for dinner to be ready.

And today he had had both the classes he had actually signed up for, too, and they were awesome. It was a good day.

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

After a morning spent packing and looking around for her new "little sibling" - how did you pronounce that name anyway? Bail? Ba-hall? Ball? Ba-some weird tongue click-al? Plus she didn't even know if it was a boy or a girl yet - Molly finally headed to the cabins.

She had found Katara there already and after the two of them had done a minimum of unpacking they decided to go outside to sit in the sun and watch for new kids, hoping that maybe their little siblings would find them.

[[Open! Especially for any newbies or little sibling types who may be around and want to play.]]

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4th Floor Common Room, Saturday Early Evening

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Fourth Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

3rd Floor Common Room - Late, Late Night, Saturday

Third floor commoon room, Late Monday night

Cheerleader Practice - The Gym, After Classes

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Cheerleading Practice - The Gym, Wednesday (After Classes)

Fourth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

Fourth Floor Common Room, Friday Afternoon

Gym, Cheerleading Tryouts, Saturday Afternoon

Fifth floor common room - Friday afternoon

fifth floor common room, saturday afternoon

Cheer Practice, Camp Gym - After workshops

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