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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

swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com

Claire was in one of her once-a-semester random domestic moods, and tonight that meant cookies.

Okay, so they were from the refrigerated dough -- half chocolate chip, half the red heart-shaped ones that she'd bought the day after Valentine's Day -- and she was eating half the dough without baking it. She was making a lot of cookies, she was totally allowed to.

The TV was tuned to some miraculous MTV offshoot that was actually showing videos Claire didn't hate, and if people didn't come in to eat the cookies, she'd ... probably eat them herself and get really, really fat.

[OOC: Open CR, yep! Om nom nom cookies.]

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.]

grasshopper-mol.livejournal.com

Molly had no idea what she was doing up this early, but decided to celebrate by wandering into the common room to get a bowl of cereal and glass of juice before she figured out what to do with the rest of her weekend.

Maybe she'd catch up on her Thaumaturgy, since she'd missed Thursday. Or maybe she wouldn't.

She turned the television on and began to surf lazily, right up until the remote stopped working and she got stuck watching some kind of CID marathon, because obviously she wasn't getting up off the couch to change the channel.

[ooc: Open like a common room. And this was always on the right floor, for realz.]

lovemykilt

You know what every school dorm building needs? A punk and a prince stumbling around the hallways, delightfully drunk, looking for people to kiss.

"Free kisses!" Priestly announced. "Ever wanted to kiss a real prince? This is your chance!" Priestly slung an arm over Edward's shoulders. Or tried. The puffy sleeves made it an interesting endeavor. "Marriage proposals need not apply!"

[ooc: yep, Priestly and Edward are drunk. And looking for girls to kiss.]

once-a-traitor.livejournal.com

It was cold. There was snow, too much snow, and cold and no power. The power thing didn't bother Edmund in the slightest. He packed candles to light the salle, which he set up and lit, before retrieving his sword. He kept glancing at the door to see if Molly was going to come as he went through his practice routine.

once-a-traitor.livejournal.com

After yesterday's mostly successful attempt at working the computer, Edmund had agreed to meet 'Nothingtosee' in the rec room after classes. He supposed they could have just traded names and seen each other in the halls, but that would make things far too easy.

While he waited, he sat down at the piano. No, he couldn't play, but it was something to tinker with to pass the time.

[OOC: For one, but open as rec rooms are. Just SP from me while I'm at work.]

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Dean was in the kitchen cooking up some hamburgers. He was making more than even he could eat because he knew how food around here seemed to conjure up people to eat it.

He'd brought his ghetto blaster out too and was singing along to Metallica as he cooked.

[ooc: open as common rooms are]

new-to-liirness.livejournal.com

From the depths of his esoteric chamber crept the Thropp, his uneven gait a suiting punishment for the variety of unnameable and unknowable components which weighted his arms. Like a toll of doom, his shadow slipped sinuously over the counter, the oventop, yes, even the refrigerator as he entered the corner of the common room feared by many and bested by some few, brave souls such as he.

For hours did he toil at this task, sifting and stirring and beating, aye, beating the dough as a man possessed! The cauldron beside him bubbled with exotic potency to bewitch the nose and conjure forth the denizens of this strange architecture. And when his work was complete, the great flaming womb of darkness opened and it's fruit pulled forth, only then did he proclaim his triumph!

"Fresh bread and soup if anyone'd like," he said as he took his portion and retired to a corner of the common room to work out a bit of homework.

[open! *can't stop giggling*]

grasshopper-mol.livejournal.com

Dance, shmance. Molly didn't have a date, and wasn't big on dances. Therefore, she'd surrounded herself with horribly excellent horror movies, tons of ~~fully moddable~~ snack food, and was lounging on one of the couches in her jammies and slippers.

Life was good, though she did wonder if anyone else would join her.

[ooc: Open to any non-dancers!]

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Dean had all kinds of munchies and was settled in to watch The Amazing Race. He was ready for an entertaining night of doing nothing.

[ooc:open! And Dean would probably even share his munchies. Just not the M&Ms]

Current Mood: relaxed

flashesforinfo.livejournal.com

Since she'd had a first period class today, Angela figured she was allowed a lazy afternoon lounging on a couch with microwave popcorn. She flicked past channels as she tried to pick and choose her viewing, still really impressed by the sheer range of things on these days.

Angela kept up her channel surfing, until she came across a music channel, and saw her father taking center stage at some classic rock revival.

... Apparently, there are things that really hadn't changed much.

[[ooc: Open! I'm around ~~until I get bored of hanging out on Campus, then there may be some SP~~... It always said Tuesday. *shifty eyes*]]

minnesota-teen.livejournal.com

With Liir's help, the common room was transformed into a vivid party room. Purple streamers were hung, balloons in every color were tied around, some left loose to pop or kick like some people liked to do (not her, geeze), and HAPPY BIRTHDAY INO! was everywhere.

Music was going and Amber was adding finishing touches to the gift table; little shiny curly things in purple everywhere. Hopefully Ino liked purple. While she was doing that, Liir was busy in the kitchen, getting the food in order and her mouth was watering just smelling some of what he had cooked.

Yay, party!

[Liir lovingly modded with permission and up early for timezone goodness, woot! ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up!]

firebringerborn.livejournal.com

Jan hadn't been in a common room since the incident with the amorous skunk, but found he wanted the company of humans. Given his recent encounter with the only other one of his kind he'd seen since he arrived, right now, he preferred humans.

There was no one in the common room, but the box with the pictures and the sound was turned on, so he lay down on the floor next to the couch to watch it. He perked up a little when he realised it was showing a story about horses.

[ooc: open, of course - it's a common room.

...one of these days we need to have an uncommon room. /random]

Current Mood: crushed

new-to-liirness.livejournal.com

Liir stared at the television.

The television stared back.

A couple of flickers of light at the curved corners itched at his eyes, at the back of his brain, but he ignored them to finally flick the damned thing on. His conversation with Tony the other night had made him think a bit and since the television was just disconcerting as opposed to being outright tik-tokish to his sensibilities, he thought that perhaps he could bend on this one strange piece of technology.

What was on that channel didn't appeal to him, and so he flicked around for a while before finally coming upon something that looked interesting.

Liir flopped onto the nearest couch, grabbed up a pillow to hold in his arms, and watched with rapt attention as the man in the funny hat was chosen to cook...

Oh my.

[open common room is open!]

firebringerborn.livejournal.com

Jan was exploring the deck area, picking his way delicately between the chairs and the tables to sniff at the gas barbecues. He flattened his ears, because they smelled wrong, shook his head, and headed out onto the grassy area.

When he spotted the horseshoes (not that he knew what they were), he trotted over, sniffed them, then carefully picked one up in his teeth.

After a few minutes, he was amusing himself by tossing them at the upright stick, trying to see if he could get them to land on it.

[ooc: So open, yes. Unicorn playing horseshoes. I couldn't resist.]

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Entries tagged with molly carpenter

The dorm lawn- Wednesday night at 2 am

5th Floor Common Room, Tuesday Night

The Deck, Saturday Evening

Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

Various hallways, Friday night

The Salle, Thursday Afternoon

First Floor Rec Room - Tuesday Afternoon (After Classes)

Fourth floor common room, Sunday evening

third floor common room - monday after classes - 12/08

Third Floor Common Room, Friday Night

Fourth floor common room, Sunday night

4th Floor Common Room [Tuesday, Afternoon]

5th Floor Common Room, Tuesday evening

Third floor common room, Friday evening

Third floor common room - tuesday after classes - 9/16

The Deck, Friday evening

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