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Summer and Marie were brainstorming ideas for an Alpha Beta Gremlin meeting that wouldn't bore small children. They were sure the kids wouldn't want to talk about preserving the nature trails.

Marie suggested arts and crafts of some kind. Summer suggested taking pictures of the kids. She had her digital camera and laptop ready for any parents who wanted pictures of their kidlets. Marie brought some art supplies, including glitter, so the kids could make decorative picture frames.

Moving the meeting to the first floor lobby seemed to be the best choice.

[ooc: this is open to anyone, not just ABG members; thanks to

untouchableskin for the idea; OCD is up!]

strongestgirl.livejournal.com

Those students who moved in after the stables were added to the dorm building might not be accustomed to seeing a white horse with black spots in the common room.

Well, here's your chance to experience the wonder.

Pippi is fixing something to eat while little Walter and Leon ride Old Man in endless circles around the couch.

"Yeeeeehaw!"

Current Mood: chipper

moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com

Tributary was far too loud in River's head, but got even louder when she was upset. Consequently, keeping her happy was a priority when escape wasn't possible. And Tributary wanted popcorn and cookies.

In the common room River made a large pan of popcorn without the lid on, then started making tuna and marmalade cookies.

[open for all!]

Current Mood: distressed

nadiathesaint

Sometime in the late afternoon, a sound went ringing through the fifth floor hallway from the girls bathroom that had not been heard before, and probably would not be heard again any time soon.

It was the sound of an irate mother of a young child.

"BAILEY SOFIA SANTOS-DORNEZ, YOU GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!"

God help us, Nadia was attempting to give Bailey a bath.

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Buffy got to the campgrounds early, hauling two huge bags with her. She put them down by the stones of the central camp fire. She looked at it. Firewood. She needed lots of it. She headed off to gather fallen branches and similar.

Slowly everything got set up. There were camping tables with plates, cups and sticks for grilling things with. There were tables with hot dogs, peeps and other grillable things, and a separate table for drinks (so far non-alcoholic).

She set her cd-player on a flat rock, and while it looked tiny and insignificant outdoors, it would at least have music. Hopefully the random showers would stop by night fall, she thought and covered everything with plastic.

Then she walked back to the school and grabbed every umbrella and blanket she could get her hands on, and walked back, dumping everything by one of the tables. With her hands on her hips she regarded everything in satisfaction. Yes. Totally Not Prom was on!

ooc: ~~wait for~~ ocd is up! Come party!
eta: it was always in dorms. yup. *shifty*

strongestgirl.livejournal.com

After her two classes for the day, Pippi had gone back to her room to take a nap.

It wasn't a very restful nap.

So now she's out in the kitchen of the common room. The dining table is completely covered in rolled out cookie dough, a basket full of cookie cutters sits on a nearby chair.

When Pippi is upset (or happy or bored or whenever really) she bakes, and when she bakes, she doesn't mess around.

[[ooc: open]]

Current Mood: anxious

walter-n-wires.livejournal.com

Walter was apparently making a point of enjoying 21st century conveniences, between the microwave popcorn and Wonka soda, the laptop open on the arm of the couch, and his advanced channel surfing skills.

Pup had found yet another superball under something (those things were as bad as beach sand) and was prancing around the common room with it, occasionally dropping it in order to have a reason to yap and chase after it.

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Buffy had been running around all day fixing things for the totally not-prom, and she was getting a little tired, but she was still ready for cheer time, especially since she had had an idea for her Media final.

She arranged everything as usual, and then she went to get a pen and a paper. On the paper she wrote: Sign here if you think that the cheerleaders should throw a cheer assembly on the 27th!

Then she waited for people to arrive so she could boss them around.

ooc: ~~wait for ocd!~~ OCD is up!
ETA: go gremlins post in case you missed it.

tyler-gone.livejournal.com

After his conversation with Veronica, Tyler knew he had to at least go back to school.

He wasn't ready to apologize. Yet. But he was curious if he'd be lynched on sight or what.

He crept up to the dorms and stood next to them, staring at the building, at his window, at Cameron's and Jamie's and Pevensie's and River's and Evie's and ...

It wasn't home. Might never be home again.

He wasn't sure how to feel about that.

[OOC: Yes, he's an emo mad bomber. Probably the last goodbye post.]

nadiathesaint

It was a bit too chilly for Nadia to want to be emo on the roof, so she was doing it in the common room, instead.

She was pretty sure she didn't want to know why there was unpopped popcorn and shredded paper on the floor.

Emoing could be hungry work, though, so Nadia made some freshpopcorn and set about trying to figure out how one made popcorn balls.

[ooc: open. This was totally always in the right comm, I swear. . . .]

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

For the first time in a while, Buffy was the first one to show up in the gym for cheerleading practice. She paused, a little confused by the lack of people, then began to haul out mats and other things needed to practice safely. She also arranged for water bottles, and the cd player to be ready.

ooc: ~~wait for it!~~ the ocd is up!

notthehulk.livejournal.com

Teddy bounced lightly on his toes as he waited for the sparring match to begin. This in no way could be a bad thing for anyone.

At all.

[[ooc: There for a certain Nordic lass and Mexican spectator, but open for gymly business.]]

notafairmaiden.livejournal.com

Gwynn was sitting in the common room with paper and pen as she tried to figure out what she was going to do about Nottingham. The fact that he had managed to ambush and beat her caused no small worry. She didn't want to leave in his custody and she was having a hard time coming up with ways to avoid this.

She rubbed her face and then winced as her hand came in contact with the bruise on her jaw. As wounds went, the ones she had received from him were minor, but the blow to the ego that he had bested her wouldn't go away.

She rubbed the bandage on her arm and looked back down at her paper.

Current Mood: worried

the_merriest

Rikku bounced down to the gym a little early, because it was one of those days where you really needed to dance around and yell a lot. Cheerleading: good for what ails you.

She seemed really early ... like, the first person here, even. Well, in that case, she'd start setting up some of the mats and warming up by herself. Everybody would show up sooner or later, right? Right!

Hooray, cheer time!

[~~please wait for ocd!~~ ocd up!]

strongestgirl.livejournal.com

Pippi had no classes today.

She did have cheerleading and a club later, but no classes.

Time to bake.

A variety of carb-laden treats are piled on the table while Pippi seems to be mixing up some sort of cake batter while singing a song...

( Cut for singing )

[[ooc: Open as common rooms tend to be

Current Mood: chipper

senor-chado.livejournal.com

A lot of thinking had been done. A lot of consideration and some more self-loathing and what have you that lead to the fact that, yeah, something had to be done here. He had to get Teddy back. Somehow.

Potentially embarrassing himself in front of the whole school seemed to be as good a solution than any, and, really, couldn't be worse than the whole cheerleading thing (which he wasn't getting to like, really, honestly...shut up).

After a few very carefully aimed and tossed rocks up at the window to room 422 (hey, Chad had a pretty good arm), he picked up the boombox and pushed play, holding it up as he filled the morning air with the sounds of Peter Gabriel's voice. In Your Eyes.

Hey, it worked for that one guy in that one movie, right? Chad actually couldn't remember how it went, but he'd been up all night after a long day of emo and work, and this was what he had to offer as a result.

...He really hoped he had the right window...

[[ he's clearly trying to get the attention of a certain someone, but feel free to gawk ]]

multi-madrox.livejournal.com

Anyone coming into the lobby might notice that part of the lobby has been turned into a puppet stage show with appropriate seating.

They might also notice a sign that says:

Multiple Madrox Productions is proud to present:

A Very Special Episode of Wendy the Werewolf Stalker

"Once Again With Subtext"

Once people have taken their seats (if they are so inclined) the lights dim and curtain on the puppet stage comes up.

( This... cannot end well. )

[ooc: Why yes. I am insane. So insane I'm doing OCD for this. ~~Wait please.~~ OCD is up. Yes, I'm strange. Shh. Don't tell anyone.]

nadiathesaint

Nadia had had some sleep, caffeine, a shower, and food, and was feeling much ~~less ducklike~~ more human by the time Sunday afternoon rolled around.

So she was sitting in the common room, wrapped up in a blanket, staring out the window at the snow and pouting.

On the one hand, she was really glad that she'd gotten back from the preserve yesterday and that Walter didn't have to come get her. On the other . . . Chad was in Mexico where it was warm and people spoke Spanish, and she was here, looking out at a bunch of snow coming down rather hard from the sky.

Not fair. Not fair at all.

[ooc: open]

walter-n-wires.livejournal.com

Walter sprawled on the couch with a large plate of nachos and a bottle of fizzy lemonade while he watched a documentary about penguins that left him very nostalgic for CJ Cregg.

Given he was a touch sore from his spar with Tyler the day before, he wasn't moving around quite as much as usual, settling for couch potato'ing for a change.

Current Mood: listless

senor-chado.livejournal.com

~~Because there wasn't enough emo about this flying around,~~ Chad sat on the roof with the rest of the pot from Mexico and a teddy bear dressed as a daring bull fighter. Elbows on his knees, he would occationally draw the one in one hand to his lips and draw it in slowly, deeply, long pauses before letting out a steady stream of smoke. And then he'd stare at the sky for a little and wonder why it wasn't working quickly enough to numb him better. The placid exchange was interupted occationally when Chad moved the bear in closer, and looked at it. Bob, short for Robearto, a terrible pun just like his own name, who fought teal deer instead of bulls. He knew what would happen if he did it, but he did it anyway, giving the torso a squeeze so the little voicebox inside declared "Te amo!"

Chad briefly considered just chucking the damn thing off the roof, but he couldn't. Not after he'd already thrown away so much. He'd use the declaration as a sort of self-flagelation. He was stupid. Stupid for thinking he could ever actually have anything tangible like that. Stupid for thinking that things might have finally turned around for him and he could actually hold on to something he loved for a change...

...but the fact that he was the reason this one, and not anything else, hurt. A lot. Almost as much as the fact that there seemed to be nothing he could do about it.

He brought the joint back to his lips, sucking in slowly, deeply. Held on. A little longer. Then released the smoke, watching the smoke disappear before his eyes...

[[ so open, so ~~emo~~ thoughtful. ]]

senor-chado.livejournal.com

The foam bats from Driver's Ed today had given Chad an idea. Somehow (he wasn't exactly even sure how) he'd found a couple of baseball bats and some baseballs and went up to the roof to hit them off somewhere into the preserve in the distance and hoped all the little critters in the woods had helmets today.

What? They could have helmets. Plus, that would be really freakin' cute.

He set out a good rhythm. Toss ball, swing bat, hit it good, and watch it soar. And think that Fandom should have a baseball team. He'd look damn good in a uniform...

[[ open as roofs can be. ]]

swerval_zero

Zero set up camp at a card table with a hand-lettered sign on the front:

EVERYONE DESERVES A SECOND CHANCE!
Sign this petition to show you want Alec to stay
Get a discount on admission to my new movie!

He does not have hairy toes!

It's not a bribe, it's an incentive.

Oh, yeah, she also had a basket of lollipops for petition-signers.

moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com

River was happy and making popcorn went well with being happy. So popcorn were flying through the kitchen and River danced about, trying to catch as many as possible with her hands and mouth. Berthold was lying under his blanket, tentacles reaching out and trying to get to the ice cream carton without getting in the way of River. Her mood seemed to be contagious as the monster made cheerful squeals.

[Open! There's popcorn enough for everyone.]

Current Mood: cheerful

misshargrove.livejournal.com

Annette was crawling up and down the dorm hallways, very slowly, and pouting and mumbling to herself as she went.

"Stupid magnifying glass doesn't work." She banged it on the floor a couple times and continued on.

She sniffed and pushed her hair back out of her face. "Stupid fish throwing fishman!"

Her knees were getting sore so she hurried back to her room and put on her kneepads, then resumed her search in the halls. On her hands and knees. She was also tired of holding the magnifying glass so she strapped it onto her forehead so the glass hung at a mild slant over her left eye.

"If I don't find it, I'm going to hunt down that stinky fish thing and shoot him in his internal gonads. Yes I am."

Shuffle. Shuffle.

"Dammit."

nadiathesaint

Nadia decided being social would take her mind off her birthday thoughts.

So she was in the common room now, instead of her dorm room, staring out at the rain.

This? Totally counted as progress.

[ooc: open!]

surferboy-09er.livejournal.com

Ladies! Donate your clothes to the man-girls! We'd do the same for you!

Dick (in a school girl's uniform) was sitting in a chair by a cardboard box, looking at herself in a hand-held mirror. Blair was sitting next to her, looking bouncy as usual. Only with more bounce because of the new female assets.

((What it says. Don't you want your boys to look their best? Blair modded with permission))

nadiathesaint

It was too cold and windy out for Nadia to want to go any where near the roof, so she was crashed out on her back on the common room couch, her guitar balanced on her stomach as she plucked out a tune, her amp turned way down so she wouldn't be disturbing anyone else.

She was singing quietly enough for it to barely count as singing, not paying much attention to the words, just trying to get the guitar right.

It'd been awhile since she'd listened to Counting Crows, and she couldn't help remembering the last time she'd performed one of their songs, almost a year ago. Two, depending on who you asked. . . .

Thus she played, singing softly, and stared up at the ceiling, reminiscing.

[ooc: open]

Current Mood: nostalgic
Current Music: Anna Begins - Counting Crows

strongestgirl.livejournal.com

Pippi flounces up and down the stairs posting posters in the common rooms.

Dance Club Meeting!
Tonight at the Devil's Nest!
Members and Non-Members welcome!
( cut for image )

There will be punch and pie.

Current Mood: busy

strongestgirl.livejournal.com

Pippi plodded into the common room rubbing her eyes.

Since encountering the strange craft that tried to nab Tori her head had been buzzing. Something about the field the technology created to cloak itself... Or maybe it was the hum of what she could only assume were the engines? ~~Though, most likely, it was the fact that her mun had too much wine last night at the Twisted Vine in Fullerton~~

Either way, after attempting to tip the thing over and tussling with a creature that fell out, she was overcome by this strange sensation and "buzzing" in her head. She had the presence of mind to call Rose before simply sitting there and watching the rest of the fight with detached interest and then wandering back to the room to sleep.

She'd only just woken up and was still feeling very much off her game and having a terrible craving for apples.

She poked around the kitchen looking for apples.

[[ooc: open]]

Current Mood: awake

strongestgirl.livejournal.com

Pippi is lounging on the couch with a book and a large bowl of popcorn with m&m's mixed in.

Hmmm, salty AND sweet.

The book, oddly enough, is about fighter pilots dogfighting over Vietnam.

[[ooc: open]]

Current Mood: calm

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Buffy was wearing her cheerleader outfit, but she hadn't gotten anything ready for practice. She did have a cd-player, snacks and soda however, so they could celebrate winning and be generally cheery!

ooc: weetiny ocd coming up!

strongestgirl.livejournal.com

It's early for dinner and late for lunch, but Pippi has a gig tonight with the band, so she's making Swedish Meatballs in the kitchenette.

Quite a lot of Swedish Meatballs actually, a prodigious amount even. More then she normally would make.

And she usually makes boatloads.

Possibly cooking is what passes for anger management with little Miss Longstocking.

[[ooc: open as these things tend to be.]]

Current Mood: aggravated

lovechildblair.livejournal.com

While the weather had been snowy all day, the area near Bel's garden was free of snow tonight. The space around the roof held a touch of warmth and there was no wind to blow out the candles that flickered in the dusk.

A table by the door held candles for people to hold and a picture of Bel. Blair had found a fairly decent photo from the time in the cabins and while Bel wasn't exactly smiling into the camera, he wasn't glaring either.

[ooc: Invitations were handwaved so anyone's welcome. If you're not normally allowed in the dorms (teacher, townie, alumni) please keep your interaction limited to this post. ~~Also, wait for OCD~~ OCD Up! ]

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Buffy set up a small stand in the lobby. She had lots of cookies wrapped in pairs in gold and blue clingy stuff with a cheer sticker on. They were of course all delicious. She'd also made a poster going Buy Cookies! Support the Cheerleaders!

ooc: cheerleaders selling cookies, please ping in with Subject line: Cheerleader! :) Other wise no OCD. ...I am feeling a little sickly now that you mention it...
ETA: The trip to the competition is up

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Buffy had commandeered the common room kitchen and had set out all the ingredients she thought they would need for making cookings and other baked goods. She might have missed some stuff, but she definitely had everything needed to make toppings. Now all she needed was cooking companions.

ooc: open! ~~But wait for~~ weetiny ocd is up!

nadiathesaint

Things have an unnerving tendency to get worse before they get better. So it shouldn't serve as too much of a surprise that Nadia had not just fallen asleep in the middle of the afternoon, but was, in fact, sleepwalking through the hallways of the dorms. Her eyes were open, she was walking a little bit slowly, but surely, and but for the occasional tendency to bump gently into things, she probably didn't seem to be that much unaware of what was going on around her.

She was definitely asleep, though, and occasionally muttering as she wandered.

[ooc: open!]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

After stowing Jeremiah's tank and Xander's knapsack in 227, Bridge and Xander head off in search of spaghetti. Why didn't they just use the Synthetron? Well, spaghetti's like toast. It's more fun to make it yourself.

As luck would have it, the only Common Room kitchen currently stocked with any spaghetti noodles is the one on the fifth floor. So here they are. Making dinner.

nadiathesaint

Nadia didn't have any classes on Tuesdays, so she was in the common room, sitting up with her laptop, the speakers turned up rather loud in an attempt to make sure she didn't unexpectedly fall asleep, as she tooled around the internet, looking for inspiration for something to do for Walter for Valentine's Day.

She paused every now and then to reflect that Valentine's Day had been a whole lot easier when she was single and didn't have to worry about weird traditions that she wasn't entirely familiar with.

[ooc: ooooopen. We're actually slow at work, today, despite there being three people out due to bad weather. . . .]

ismyhairout.livejournal.com

Hide the dirty magazines and booze, shine your shoes and make sure the laundry basket is sealed so the smell doesn't kill anyone. It's dorm inspection time!

[OOC: School board members won't go into your room unless you ping in here first. No need to make separate room posts.]

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

Molly went down to the gym early again and got everything set up for cheer practice.

She spent some time practicing her punches while she waited for the others to show up.

[[OOC: ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is ready to go!]]

walter-n-wires.livejournal.com

Walter was... playing chicken with the couch?

He just wanted to get past it to get to the kitchenette, but every time he went around (and he's fast, mind you) either the couch would get in his way, the coffee table would knock him in the shins, or one of the chairs would run up behind him and knock the back of his legs to make him fall into it.

He was about to move on to jumping over everything and just standing on the kitchen counter.

Little did he know that the couch was ready for that with cushion missiles.

[ooc: Open as common rooms will be.]

Current Mood: wtf?

walter-n-wires.livejournal.com

Walter is in the common room polishing his shoes.

No. Really.

You think those things shine themselves?

He has an improbably large bowl of popcorn, a bottle of wonka root beer, and some television program about people who unexpectedly develop superpowers. It's surprisingly good. The program, that is, although the popcorn and root beer are excellent, too.

[ooc: Common room is open and there's popcorn to share.]

misshargrove.livejournal.com

Annette felt the need to get hot, to perspire, to work her muscles.

Thus she was at the gym, doing all three. And maybe not necessarily in that order.

Currently? She was on the treadmill.

strongestgirl.livejournal.com

Pippi pretty much slept the day away and is soooo very happy to be solid and warm again.

Of course, now, she's been a little over 48 hours without an actual meal.

And you know what this means...

Pancakes!

The television is going, Hey, Beastmaster is On!

[[ooc: open

Current Mood: chipper

slr-mercury.livejournal.com

Ami was worried so she baked. She had all the ingredients from Turtle and Canary and she was baking three cakes. There was Chocolate cake, carrot cake and lemon cake. The first two were in the oven, the third one was being furiously mixed by a very worried Japanese schoolgirl.

strongestgirl.livejournal.com

Pippi trudged up to the common room after the Stu Co meeting.

She's tired, she's cold, and really really hungry. It's very frustrating to be able to take a bite of something and then it falls through your face.

It's also a little gross.

Okay, a lot gross.

She really doesn't want to try again but she's so hungry... So she focuses on opening the pantry door. Which she succeeds at. However, she doesn't note until it's too late how dark it is in there. Not until that darkness reaches out and wraps around her wrist.

Pippi cries out in surprise and alarm, waving her hand in a futile attempt to shake the shadow off.

"No! Get off! Get off!"

She stumbles back as the shadow slides out of the pantry to embrace her. Shivering and flailing she at fist bumps into, then falls through, the kitchen table. Finally, she just relents, curling up on the floor until the shadow has had it's fill and slips away.

[[ooc: open]]

Current Mood: cold

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Buffy was ready and waiting for the cheerleaders today. She was smiling and bouncing a weetiny bit. "Hi all! I thought we'd practice lifts today, so everyone team up and try this."

She waved for Alec to join her. He obediently did so. He lifted her up until she could spread her legs around his waist, then lifted her over his right hip, then his left. He finished by throwing her across his shoulders, letting her slide down in front of him again. She beamed at him.

"Thank you Alec. Everyone get that? Great!"

ooc: wait for it. The move Buffy and Alec showed looks more like a Swing dance move than anything else. Or something figure skating couples would do.

nadiathesaint

Nadia was feeling incredibly lazy and tired, so when she sprawled out on the common room couch and switched on the tv, she didn't bother switching it from the epic action movie that happened to be on.

She was asleep before the second explosion finished spewing its brightly colored flames and bad CGI bodies into the air.

( She started to dream almost immediately. )

She would probably appreciate someone coming by to wake her up.

[ooc: and so the narcoleptic dreaming begins. If you want Nadia to eventually dream something for your character, it is in no way too late to sign up.

The common room is totally open, too.]

tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com

Luke was sitting on the sofa watching cartoons and eating sugary cereal from a box.

Artoo was beeping to himself and trying to see how fast he could do laps around the room.

Lazy Sunday mornings were the best.

Current Mood: confused

socksofcool.livejournal.com

Oh, look, there was a common room, with a shirtless, leather skirt wearing Seely in it.

Who was there for no reason whatsoever.

Really.

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