vanillajello: (Being sisterly.)
[personal profile] vanillajello
"But why do you want to make M.O.T.s?"
”Because there’s a triumph."
"But what kind of triumph?" Kate's brother's voice crackled on speakerphone from her cellphone that was on the kitchen counter.
”It was a school thing,” Kate answered, trying not to sound as evasive as she was being. ”We... won something.”
It made her brother snort. ”Since when do you care about your school winning anything?

Kate was baking. Muffins of Triumph, to be exact. She was still stuck in mothering and food-making mode, much like she had been all weekend. And she desperately needed to do something that reminded her of home. So she decided on M.O.T.s, which were food, and also very much a family thing.

The problem was that Kate wasn’t actually much of a baker, but for now this was a happy thing, because it gave her an excuse to be on the phone to her brother every five minutes through the baking process.

”Since I've been at this school,” she answered her brother’s question. ”Where winning means something.”

She was over the moon about having all of her hopefully-would-be-friends back in the land of the awake and in this universe, thank you very much.

It was definitely time for Muffins Of Triumph.


[OOC: Open!]
[identity profile] defeats-buses.livejournal.com
Something was going on today. He was singing all the time! It wasn't a bad thing for Edward to do this; he quite loved it! Ah-hah! But it was what he was singing. Songs sprouted up from his mouth and he had no idea where they came from! It was perplexing!

Like the song he began to sing right now!

And here he had plans to just kick back and roast marshmallows )

[[OOC: Listen, it was stuck in my head, okay? Totally open. ETA: Eeep, going AFK till later this evening!]]
[identity profile] defeats-buses.livejournal.com
"Ah-hah! But this perspective it quite different!" He tapped the window as he hung suspended from the roof by a single corded rope. "Hello in there! Anyone? Ahhhhh, look at the sofa, the Magic Mirror television, the lovely cold box! I have found this roof to be sound, peasants! You are all safe!" He declared this to the entire universe, yes!

Suddenly, nearby flapping caught his attention. "Ahh, hello nightwinged creatures! What? No no no, thank you! But my hair is just fine! Be on your way you black ... " Edward squinted.

"Ooooh, are those tiny teeth? What? You think I'm neat?" There was too much squeaking for him to understand properly. "Wait. No. Back back you vile messers of hair!" He waved his hand, sending a bat flapping quickly away.

He looked back through the window and continued on, suspended as he was. "I must find a troll to hunt! Amusing myself requires too much thought! Ahhhh --" He then tried to check his teeth in the slight reflection of the glass. At night.

Prince Edward was a man of great ability. Ah-hah!

[[ OOC: I just wanted to use this icon, rly. It's open, though he might not be there long! ]]
[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com
With it being warm (but not too hot) and lacking rain for the moment, Hannibal decided to take up some space on the deck this evening. He was mentally tired, confused, moody and just grateful for some fresh air and cooler weather. Hannibal had his feet propped up on one chair and his eyes closed, hat pulled low over his eyes while he relaxed.

He thought about building a fire or something but decided he was too lazy for that. He'd just sit here and enjoy the setting sun and darkening sky.

[the deck is open like a vegas strip joint]
[identity profile] 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!]
[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com
Peyton had tried to report for detention today, but no one else had shown up. Which seemed to be on par with the way the rest of her week had been.

Solitary, um... activities in her room hadn't helped much, so she'd headed to the common room, sprawled out on the couch in something a little more exposed than she might ordinarily wear, ordered more pizza than she could ever eat when she couldn't decide on what she wanted, and was flipping through channels on the TV.

Funny how everything made her think of sex.


[Open with pizza!]
[identity profile] defeats-buses.livejournal.com
Prince Edward was seated on the couch, flipping through the channels on the television by way of remote control. The things he's learned since coming to this place. Ahhhh.

But he wasn't in the mood for happy. No, he was not. He woke up in a foul mood and longed for something to hunt. Perhaps Rangering tomorrow would prove worthy. His dark mood will no doubt last till then.

Someone should cook him breakfast, for his stomach would not shut up.


[It's open, of course.]


[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com
Once the sun went down, a rather spectacularly large bonfire was lit for the party. No, Merlin was not aware it was now celebrated on the first of May. Calenders change, after all.

There was even a crudely constructed maypole there in case anyone felt the need to dance around it. They did so at their own peril, of course. The mockery that may ensue would probably be great.
[identity profile] 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.]
[identity profile] defeats-buses.livejournal.com
"Ah-hah! You vile flying beast! I shall dispatch you and your friends to the nether regions of this world where you may cease to--" An egg plopped on his head.

"Oooh! You nasty villainous creature!" He wacked one harpy to the ground with his wooden sword. "Take that you worthless piece of--" Claws dug into his right puffy-sleeved arm.

"Ahhh, foul beast!" He tore it off him and flung the beast over the side of the building. "Queen Narissa has unleashed her demon spawn, I see! I shall best you all, you feeble brained--" Plop plop plop.

GASP!

"You... you... wasted yourselves on me! How utterly vile and smelly! You shall all pay! PAY I SAY!"

Prince Edward bounded here and there, prancing as he smacked, stabbed, poked, and prodded each and every harpy that got close to him.

And yet more still came.

"Ahhhhh, sweeeet Andalasia! But where are you all coming from?! Beasts! One and all!" And yet Prince Edward was infallible and contiued on, hacking and taking down as many as he could.

"The peasants shall roast you for supper!"

[Mainly establishy but it's a roof and public, therefor open.]
[identity profile] 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?]
lovemykilt: (open mouthed grin)
[personal profile] 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.]
[identity profile] defeats-buses.livejournal.com
Prince Edward bounded into the common room, a bright, pearly white smile on his face, and he instantly declared, "Greetings! Peas-"

Ahhh, he was alone!

Save for the Magic Mirror!

"Ah-hah! Do not fail me now with the skin images, Magic Mirror! I shant wish to become... to become... JUST DON'T DO IT!"

Bouncing in further, he jumped effortlessly over the sofa and knelt before the Magic Mirror. "Magic Mirror! Tell me where she is? My Giselle! My one true love!"

He blinked. Stared.

"Oooh! You lint licker! Do you know where my one true love is? My one coquette? The answer to my love's duet? MAGIC MIRROR thank you!"

...

"Pickle you kumquat! I shall find this McStinkface! Ah-hah! And there too will my Giselle be! Thank you hoboken!" Prince Edward hugged the Magic Mirror, even as it changed it's faces and someone started frying chicken.

[It's open, of course. My brain is crazy.]
[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com
It had taken a few moments to figure out the DVD player, but Merlin did as he was told and just pushed buttons until it worked. It was a surprisingly good method.

He sat back, ready to watch this porno thing that Emmett had said would be interesting.

And in the first five minutes, he couldn't quite understand the draw of this sort of entertainment. It was only like Morgana and Gwen in the fact that they looked vaguely similar. The way they talked and the room they were in certainly didn't look like any castle he'd ever seen. And, really, those dresses were just terribly impractical for a lady or a servant. They must be terribly cold--

Merlin's eyes went very big as the dress issue was solved and they ladies started kissing. The only sound he made was the verbal equivalent of a keysmash.

[[Open like a common room where a wizard is being scarred for life is!]]
wantstodirect: (This is me being sexy at you)
[personal profile] wantstodirect
No power meant no TV and no Darkest Night tonight, which was a shame, since this week's episode had a whole lot of Lee Nicholas. Tony was in the common room anyway, looking for entertainment. The candles had enough light to read by, but he wasn't that bored yet.

He ended up looking in the kitchen cabinets for snack food. Popcorn sounded good, but he was pretty sure if he tried to pop it over the fire, the paper bag would just burn up.

Marshmallows! There was a bag of them on one of the lower shelves. Tony found a long knife to use as a stick and settled down by the fire to roast marshmallows. He was bundled in his winter coat and scarf. Sure, he was Canadian and used to the cold but that didn't mean he liked it.


[Open! With marshmallows!]
[identity profile] defeats-buses.livejournal.com
He found out where to wash his clothes. Now, using the machines was altogether a different matter.

"Hello! Mechanical thing! Ahhh but I've come to get my clothing cleaned!"

Prince Edward stripped down to his royal boxers and shoved his clothes atop the washing machine.

And stared at the pile, perplexed. "Wash!"

More confusion!

He lifted the lid and dropped his clothing inside. "Ahhhhhaaaah! Where is Nathaniel when I need him!"


[Establishy unless you want to run into the senseless boy. ETA: Dinah has been most helpful ah-hah! Thus after the thread with her, he is gone from the laundry room!]

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