fandomhighdorms | Entries tagged with peter petrelli

death-and-pies.livejournal.com

It was a quiet night. Just after midnight, a steady rain had started falling, drenching the island quickly and showing no sign of slowing. A few hours later, at 2am, the peace of the night was broken when the fire alarm started blaring. It would shrilly blare, stop and then repeat the same shrill blare two seconds later. And it was not going to stop until the all clear was given.

Thus, all the students had to carry their tired selves from their snuggly significant others or their snuggly beds to go wait IN THE RAIN on the dorm lawn. The fire department was making sure all the students were a safe distance away from the school so there were no awnings to hide under. All the students would be stuck out in the steady rain.

The fire department headed into the building but this could take awhile. Enjoy your fire drill, kids!

[IT'S FIRE DRILL TIEMS! Just remember it's raining but it's warm. Have fun! See here for fire drill details! And take a look here for our previous fire drill!]

Current Mood: awake

satedan-soldier.livejournal.com

Day two of the summer project found Ronon in charge of explaining some thing. Never a good sign. "Okay guys, today you need a hard hat and a mask. See this wall?" He pointed. It was a large, thick wall. "We're going through it. Get yourself a sledgehammer and get to work."

Okay, so maybe there wasn't much explanation given.

Current Mood: busy

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.]

likethegun

Despite the faith that Sam had in Peter's abilities, nothing could change the fact that he wanted Peter to learn how to shoot a plain, normal gun. It had been a little while since they'd discussed shooting lessons, but since they were both free in the afternoon, Sam figured there was no point in postponing things any longer.

"I know you're going to be great at this," he said as he picked out a spot for them. "You know, for the record."

[Sam's here for Peter but the range is open otherwise!]

joan-notjane.livejournal.com

Joan's big plans to stay awake all night didn't quite work out since weetiny people are not known for their ability to stay awake all night.

At some point after falling asleep, all the weetiny people sleeping in the common room became normal-sized people sleeping in the common room.

Joan found herself curled up against... someone. She was kind of afraid to open her eyes and see who it was.

[ooc: mostly for those who slept here, but also open like a common room. The Peter-cuddling was modded with Peter's permission. Joan humbly requests that Sam not kill her.]

joan-notjane.livejournal.com

Last night, Joan had the scary dream about koala bears in hats. She decided that tonight, she was gonna stay up ALL night and watch TV in the big room with the big fridge that had lots of ice cream.

She dragged her blanket, pillow and stuffed kitten to the common room and turned on the TV. She would love to have some company.

[Open! I thought a weetiny sleepover leading to big people waking up could be fun. Plus I haven't gotten to play much :D]

walks-two-paths.livejournal.com

Savannah... had gotten lost, but she was would tell you that she knew exactly where she was.

Maybe.

However, she couldn't find anyone else that she knew.

Which would be why a four year old witch was wandering the halls of the dorms. She was looking on each floor for people because she couldn't remember where certain people lived.

"Johnny!" "Summer!" "K-Mart!" "Mommy!" "Sean!"

She was calling out every name she could think of as she walked up and down the halls and up and down the stairs.

[[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

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

It was definitely a busy day for Turtle, but that was just how she liked it. With a little bit of work and decoration after her last class, she finally had the lobby all set up for the little, teeny-weeny party thing for everyone now that exams were all finished. There were tables set up with all sorts of snacks (all served on Westing Paper Products, of course), as well as drinks, and there were blue and gold streamers and balloons draped from the ceiling and some of the furniture as well. But the real crowning touch was the big, bold, glittering sign:

Congratulations on a (hopefully) Successful Semester!
Help yourself to snacks and drinks and relax a little with your fellow classmates
Compliments of the 2008-2009 Student Council!

[[ small OCD ~~on its way!~~ is up! ]]

gobrookeyourself

A little stuck on the idea of Thanksgiving, Brooke was doing a cookie trial run. It'd been a while since she made the, from scratch, she figured she should make sure she could get them right before everyone got food poisoning.

She set the cookies on the baking sheet and put them in the oven, starting to do cleanup while they baked. And by 'clean up' we mean 'sneaking bites of leftover cookie dough when no one was looking'.

[Open like a common room!]

Current Mood: productive

senor-chado.livejournal.com

It was time for the cheerleaders to go about and do their thing in showing all the family and friends of the student body their school spirit! The gym, of course, was decorated in blue and gold, with a giant, sparkly "GO GREMLINS" banner, and there was up-tempo, bass-thumping music spilling out of the speakers as the cheerleaders got read and the audience filed in.

[[ OCD's ~~a'coming~~ got spirit, gold and blue! OCD's got spirit, how 'bout you? ]]

walks-two-paths.livejournal.com

Savannah got to the gym after classes to set things up for try-outs. She had mats and tables pulled out, with refreshments available for both the current cheerleaders and those trying out.

There was a table arranged with clipboards for the squad members to write notes as they watched the hopefuls try-out. There was also a portable stereo for those routines that were choreographed to music.

It was time for try-outs for the Fandom High Gremlins!

[[OOC: ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up! Have at it.]]

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Lana was trying very hard not to think about this being her last weekend in Fandom. So, once she'd moved her things back to her room, she'd headed out to the common room and settled herself down to watch the last of the Olympics. There was popcorn and fruit at present and she was seriously considering making some spaghetti later.

[Open!]

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Peter~~'s mun hadn't been kidnapped by family tonight~~ had an urge to watch the Olympics. He also had an urge for company. Finally, he had an urge to not be eaten alive by any of the disgusting creepy-crawlies going around the island.

Ergo: outdoors, with wifi and laptop taking care of the show, and a big ol' fire to hopefully keep the crawlies away. (Or at least provide a handy weapon if they came by.

[ooc: open!]

Current Mood: relaxed

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Dean had ~~handwavily~~ promised Zoe that he'd provide the cake for the party tomorrow so he was camped out in the common room kitchen, baking a couple of cakes -- a large one to be decorated and all that and a smaller Gracie sized one for her to really dig into. The extra batter left over, he was carefully pouring into a cupcake pan.

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Project Runway was on. Of course Peter was in front of a TV.

~~He was also riding the merry-go-round that I just modded into the common room to make the OCD inventory threads explode, MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Ahem.~~

So... yeah. Peter, on a couch, watching the awesomeness that was Tim Gunn.

[open!]

Current Mood: relaxed

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

Cal had never seen anything like this sky before in his life; he'd be damned if he didn't appreciate it. From the height of the dormitory's rooftop, the view was even better, and it also added a bit of consolation in the theory that, perhaps, if anything did erupt, he was at a bit of a high ground, even if he was pretty sure lava could manage to do quite a bit of damage to the base of a building. Maybe they were far away enough that it wouldn't matter, anyway.

But, God, it was gorgeous. It certainly did wonders to pull Cal out of the reverie that had been holding him back all day about his father. About how the last time he'd seen Milton was when they broke the news about Cal's...condition, how he'd never said a word to him after that, because he'd run away and, by the time he got back, his father had died. He'd called Tessie, but the ensuing conversation was short, awkward, and left him overly thoughtful. Sitting on the roof now with a cigarette between his lips as he took in the electricity in the air, though, he started to feel a little better.

[[ it's a roof; of course it's open =D ]]

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Wednesday night.

Top Chef finale.

Of course Peter was camped out by a TV.

[ooc: open, as common rooms are]

Current Mood: curious

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Lana had gotten a tad too much sun yesterday so she'd spent most of today in her room. However, now she was feeling the need to get out a little, so she'd made a batch of popcorn and was curled up on the couch hoping to find something interesting to watch. Several of the tiny little monkeys were curled up with her. They were surprisingly good company.

[Open as common rooms are!]

gobrookeyourself

Brooke didn't have classes early in the week, so you'd think she would be sleeping in. Unfortunately for her, she'd woken up randomly and couldn't get back to sleep, so she just got up and went out to the campfire. It was early enough for actual fire, right?

She probably could have just gone off to meet some French boys- because come on- but she'd just wait till nighttime for that.

[Open, as campfires are!]

Current Mood: awake

minnesota-teen.livejournal.com

Amber had every intention of curling up with a book before the fire, you know, being all peaceful like, but omg yay campfire! She made a quick ~~handwavy~~ run into town and grabbed a couple bags of marshmallows, and after another fifteen minutes or so, she found a few good sticks.

So there she sat, roasting marshmallow after marshmallow. "Oh my gosh, sticky little devils..." She only wished now she would have gotten chocolate bars and grahams. Man.

[It's open and stuff, yep!]

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Dean was bored of his room, so was out in the common room, feet propped up on the couch, soda and a big bowl of popcorn within easy reach as he divided his attention between American Idol and another one of the books Karal had left him.

Vkandis had some damned cool stories told about Him.

[ooc: open like common rooms usually are. Come keep me from being bored.]

likethegun

Sam was in the lobby today, with pastries, prom tickets and the ballot box for prom court. The Get Your Prom Tickets Here! sign now had an additional Last Chance! message at the bottom, in case people didn't already know.

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Peter was all done with finals, and so was his BFF. That meant time to celebrate.

He ordered in some pizzas and sodas (sadly uncaffinated). He also had a lot of candy on the odd chance a sugar rush would help those going through withdrawal.

There was ANTM, Supernanny, and Top Chef on TV. Peter couldn't really ask for anything more.

[open! Mod the food as you like]

Current Mood: happy

walks-two-paths.livejournal.com

Friday evening, the gym had turned into quite a different place. There was a stage and runway constructed and lights were at every conceivable position to show off whomever might be up there at any given time.

There was a table set up for taking tickets and another table set up for the purchasing of refreshments.

On the stage, there was a podium draped in blue cloth and when the light hit it, it sparkled ever so slightly.

Instead of the bleachers being pulled out, there were rows upon rows of folding chairs set up through the gym, and they were garnished with bows and streamers in the colors of Fandom High.

Welcome to the FH Gremlins Cheerleaders Fashion Show. The festivities are about to begin.

[[OOC: ~~Please be patient and wait for the massive amounts of~~ OCD is ~~as I am at work while putting this~~ up. :) Going up early for Great SP and Time Zone justice!]]

Current Mood: excited

itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com

Yesterday had been First Contact Day, which was not a big deal since first contact wouldn't happen for another fifty years or so. Still, it was a holiday back home, and Hoshi felt the need to commemorate it.

So she made cheese and mushroom pierogies and a pitcher of margaritas (non-alcoholic, of course) in case anyone else felt like celebrating with her. There was also a fresh-baked coconut cake and Hoshi was just getting ready to put the icing on it.

[Open, with plenty of food to go around!]

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Peter had gotten up late, which was strange since usually his nanny had him out of bed before noon. But sleeping in was fun, so Peter didn't mind.

Peter also didn't mind how he was able to get to the kitchen in the common room and help himself to sugar cereal. He poured himself a big bowl, barely waved the milk near it, and settled in to try to find cartoons on TV.

Throw in nobody lecturing him about having to act in a proper manner and this was shaping up to be the best Saturday ever.

[ooooooopen]

Current Mood: cheerful

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

The common room was decorated with streamers, balloons and a sign that said "Happy Birthday Ronan". There was food from Ching Tai and a selection of baked goods from JGoB. Including a rather decadent looking chocolate cake.

Isabel rearranged a few balloons then sat down to wait for people to turn up.

[Open as common rooms are! ~~Please wait for minor~~ OCD is up.]

Current Mood: cheerful

gobrookeyourself

Brooke got to the gym early to set up for practice, putting out healthy snacks and mats and maybe bouncing a little. The creepy statues were all done with their... creepiness, the missing cheerleaders should be back, and there had so far been an entire day without weird. What was there not to be bouncy about?

[And OCD is up!]

Current Mood: bouncy

walks-two-paths.livejournal.com

Savannah had gotten up and to the gym early in oder to make sure that everything looked perfect -- and was perfect -- for the tryouts.

There was a table set up with pens, pencils and clipboards for all of the current cheerleaders. This way they could write down names and what they thought of each person that was here to try to add to the squad.

She had pulled out most of the mats and set them up, and had the stereo playing bouncy, cheerful music. There was even a table set up with refreshments.

The Fandom High Gremlins are here and ready to see what talent the students had to offer the squad.

[[OOC: Tryouts are Saturday, but SP until Monday due to timezones. Past Tryouts Here. Please be as descriptive as possible.]]

saltandammo.livejournal.com

After taking Sammy out for a run and a game of catch, Dean grabbed all the fixings for phenomanl subs and headed down to the common room. Making himselfa couple of huge sandwiches, Dean settled down on the couch to watch the American Gladiator finale.

Every now and then, he'd toss another piece of deli meat to Sammy.

senor-chado.livejournal.com

Chad (and Prince Oscar Pedro, of course, faithful perched on his shoulder and purring happily) shuffled groggily into the kitchen. He'd just gotten up not too long ago, and was in need of coffee first, breakfast second.

Yes.

At about six o'clock in the evening.

Shut up. That's what weekends were for, right?

[[ open a common rooms tend to like to be. ]]

blessed_twice

After ~~fleeing~~ ~~flouncing away from~~ escaping the crazy pregnant woman he'd somehow woken up beside, Christian set out to explore this place. He was hungry but soon discovered the common room on the second floor and a fridge packed with food, to which he helped himself. Whoever brought him to this place obviously owed it to him to feed him.

He settled on the couch with a plate of food, making himself at home and turning on the TV. Oooh, ANTM marathon.

Current Mood: hungry

sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com

Triela was seated in a chair in the common room with a small leather-bound journal in front of her. She was making a series of notes. Hillshire was going to want a report from her soon, and she figured that having some notes about her first week would be useful.

She wasn't trying to hide what she was doing, and her hand-writing was more than legible, it was downright elegant (Hillshire had picked calligraphy for hand-eye coordination training).

-Roommate is a civilian, should be interesting.
-Teachers seem knowledgable in their fields, may learn something.
-Student body is... odd, very odd.
-Things to do: find sparring partner, find shooting partner, inquire about CQB training facilities.
-Note to self: find out status of girls at home, esp. H and R.

She paused to pour herself another cup of tea and gather her thoughts before getting back to work.

[Common room!]

not_in_the_book

Ronan had gotten bored of cooking upstairs, so when he thought he'd make some lunch for people on Saturday, he ~~handwavily~~ called Peter and asked him to meet him down in the second floor common room. Of course, then Ronan had needed to explain why he was carrying a long wooden staff ~~not dirty~~, and they hadn't yet gotten around to cooking.

"One of my friends sent it to me this morning," he explained. "I think I may have mentioned Filif at some point? The one who looks like a Christmas tree."

[OOC: First thread locked to Ronan, Peter, and a third person, but then open like a common room after that!]

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Wednesday night was Project Runway night. Peter wouldn't miss it for the world.

Currently there was a mini-marathon of previous episodes. Since Peter had seen them already, he kept himself occupied making notes in the journal Sam had gotten for him.

Well, that was the idea. Occasionally his writing would turn into random doodles without Peter noticing it.

[open like a common room... 'cause it's a common room. :D]

Current Mood: creative

wannabe-pan.livejournal.com

Andrew had spent most of the day cloaked in shadows, walking about the island and thinking of how pathetic his life used to be. "I shouldn't have come back. Attending the reunion was a foolish idea."

A dark and disembodied voice answered him back, saying in a drawn-out whisper, "But speak the words and Master will be away from here. Time and space are nothing to Rubicante."

"No," Andrew replied. "I'll play out these memories -- see what lies at the end of this little cosmic hoax."

"Ut vos votum," the voice replied.

"That's right. As I wish." Andrew spoke a few guttural words in a language long dead and the shadows lifted, taking the source of the voice with it.

He stood there, aged but a little, and looked out over the island. To those who can sense such things, even the air about him seemed to ripple with dark malevolence.

[ooc: Roof open! Feel free to chat up the Andrew.]

irulan-atreides.livejournal.com

Irulan settled on the sofa and sipped her spice laced coffee, this was probably the first day where Irulan finally shook off the shadow of her Reverend Mother. She knew that she would be married off someday but to learn that the Reverend Mother and quite possibly her father already had suitors in mind was enough to shake her.

She just had her first kiss for goddess' sake!

This settles it then, from this day forth she will go on and try enjoying her life, after this Irulan knew life would be far too complicated to comprehend.

[open as all common rooms are supposed to be open!]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Eight o'clock on a Wednesday night. There was only once place to be. Isabel was curled up on the couch with popcorn, ready to watch America's Next Top Model. There was extra popcorn for throwing at the screen.

[ooc: open for all your ANTM mocking needs]

Current Mood: cheerful

goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com

Today Meg was the student council representative behind the voting table. She had ~~handwavily~~ bought coffee and doughnuts and had them sitting beside the old yearbooks and pictures from past Fandom events.

There were clipboards with sign up sheets for the carnival and a voting box for Homecoming court.

Meg had a cup of coffee in her hand and was flipping though an old yearbook, making sure to skip past any pages that had mention of a certain blonde detective.

[OCD ~~coming~~ up! Each student can nominate two boys and two girls from their class for the Homecoming Court. The voting on the finalists will go up Thursday night and the Court will be announced at the dance.]

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Dean was ensconced on the couch with a soda, popcorn and a package of M&M's. He also had the tv remote and was flipping through the channels inbetween mouthfuls of junkfood.

It was Saturday night, there had to be some bad movies on somewhere.

Current Mood: bored

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Sure they were stupid. Sure they were fake. Sure the concept of 'best' was utterly laughable.

But by god you couldn't get better stupid TV than the MTV Video awards.

So Peter ordered some pizzas, made himself comfy, and got ready to snark.

[ooc: Open!]

Current Mood: amused

surferboy-09er.livejournal.com

Dick was bored and didn't feel like being in his room anymore so he decided to watch a CFD marathon in the common room. He also had a pineapple and ham pizza on the table beside him.

Cause, y'know, eating is exactly what you want to be doing while you watch forensic shows.

[Open, of course]

by137.livejournal.com

Slumped comfortably on the couch, A.J. sat sketching, with a very untouched sandwich sitting on a plate on the nearby endtable. He was working on a new piece of abstract art and ended up getting rather engrossed in it. To a point where he not only forgot about the sandwich, but he was also forgetting about where he was, what he was doing, what it was about. Entirely caught up in the moment. He loved when the art took on a force of its own and simply seemed to be using him and his pencils as a channel for giving them life....

[[ open, of course, as common rooms are, yay! ]]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Isabel was in the mood to cook. After a trip to town to get supplies, she made a huge pot of taco meat, and then spent some time slicing and dicing an assortment ~~of totally moddable~~ toppings. There was even chocolate cake for dessert.

There was a CD glowing on the counter as it played some Jimmy Buffet and Isabel was quietly singing along. "Fins to the left, fins to the right and you're the only game in town..."

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: Jimmy Buffet - Fins

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory was having a hell of a day.

"Vladdie, please get off the ceiling."

"But can see betterest up here!"

"You can see on the couch, too."

"But I like the ceeeeeeeiling! Sometimes Cranky Lady with Big Pointy Thing has a kitty that sits on the ceiling with me!"

"...Alanna and Faithful aren't here anymore."

"I don't waaaaaaanna get dow --"

"VLADDIE, GET OFF THE CEILING."

A wee little boy reluctantly floated down from the ceiling to sit on the couch beside a harried-looking Rory, who firmly snugged an arm around him so he couldn't fly off, and turned on the television to something bright and loud.

[open. Vladdie's about three in people years ~~because toddlers are more fun than infants~~. And yes, he can still fly.]

vkandis-son.livejournal.com

The fire was lit and crackling cheerfully - not that it was particularly cold, but there was something strange in the air tonight and Karal had wanted a fire.

He was leaning against a log, staring into the flames, while Altra sat on the log behind him, watchful and wary. With no idea about the radio, and his ~~mun's limited availability~~ solitary habits over the past few days, Karal didn't know ~~there was a machete wielding homicidal maniac being hunted through the woods~~ anything strange was going on.

There was a notebook in his lap in which he occasionally wrote something, but mostly he was content to simply watch the fire.

[ooc: open of course!]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

The nurse at the clinic had been kind enough to ~~handwavily~~ stitch up Isabel's arm and clean out and bandage up all the various scratches she received while trying to get away from the psycho in the woods.

Not about to walk back to the cabins in the dark, Isabel convinced Peter to come back to the dorms till morning.

"Do you think we can find something amusing to watch?" Isabel asked as she took a seat on the couch after turning on every light she could find. "Somehow? I'm just not in the mood for a horror movie at the moment."

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Isabel's not certain why she's not back inside in bed on such a cool morning. She tried, but sleep didn't seem to be much of an option. So instead of being restless inside the cabin and possibly waking people up, Isabel made a hot chocolate and wandered outside to sit next to the fire pit and enjoy the silence.

[Do I have to say open?]

Current Mood: awake

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Thanks to the magic of express shipping, Peter had a box of bagels fresh from New York City.

He set them up on a picnic table that he hauled over near his cabin's campfire so that they were available for sharing. He kept one section to the side so that his cabinmates would be sure to have some. He also put out various toppings.

That done, he took a bagel, a cup of coffee, and sat down with a Ninth Wonders comic to enjoy the morning.

[ooc: open! bagels are sharable and moddable in the flavor and topping dept]

Current Mood: hungry

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