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likethestore.livejournal.com

It was a slightly less cheerful K-Mart that had hauled out the mats and gotten everything all set up and ready. This was one of the last practices she'd have with some of these people and while she wasn't friends with all of them, she'd miss each and every one that was graduating, damn it.

Which was... a whole lot of them, holy whoa.

But yes. She was all about the getting ready.

[Up now because I'm sleeping as late as I can before work tomorrow morning. OCD is ~~coming~~ here!]

decoder-rings.livejournal.com

After last weekend, the students of Fandom were probably hoping for a nice, lazy weekend before their week filled with finals. Unfortunately, it could never be easy for people who lived on the island. Where there was once still and quiet, there was now a shrill fire alarm going off, blaring loud enough to even be heard by the deepest of sleeper.

Time to evacuate the dorms, students! And, once everyone started spilling out onto the lawn, they'd find that Fandom had another treat for them. It was warm, that was good, but at some point that night it'd started raining. And it wasn't just ordinary rain. It was raining chocolate syrup and occasionally hailing down marshmallows.

Just another typical late night out on the lawn of the dorms for a fire drill! Hope you brought your umbrella!

[open fire drill! after radio so NFB!]

Current Mood: surprised

likethegun

With prom just one day away, Sam was in the lobby to sell last-minute tickets, as well as collect votes for Prom King and Queen.

The big posterboard was still taped to the wall over the table reading

Prom 2010: Paper Faces on Parade
Masquerade!
Juniors and Seniors, Come One, Come All, Come Dressed Up!

Sam was reading, but he'd happily set his book aside for anyone who stopped by.

awakestheghosts

Chloe was the first one to arrive for practice, so she was happy to start setting things up while she waited for the rest of the squad to get here. She was glad to be doing something normal after spending the weekend drawing weird pictures and looking for someone named Nick.

It was just weird.

She pulled out all of the mats and set them up, and then did a quick run for refreshments for the squad. Once everything was set up for practice, she turned on the music and hit one of the mats for stretching out.

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

Current Mood: bouncy

likethegun

Lucifer was back on the roof in the evening, looking out over the town and wondering where to go from here. He couldn't act with Michael in town, and he honestly wasn't sure if he could win if Michael tried to fight him. He wasn't hiding here - it was a tactical retreat, and considering the fun he'd had with the humans yesterday, he was certain there was more entertainment to be had while he made his plans.

[Expecting one specific person but open roof is open!]

likethegun

Lucifer hadn't been surprised when he'd woken up in his vessel - his minions were very good, which is why they were his - but he had been surprised to find himself not in a church, but in a house, with Michael far, far too close for comfort. He'd managed to get out though, and his need to distance himself from his brother had him heading for the first large building he could find. There were quite a lot of people in this dormitory, but Lucifer ignored them all for the time being as he went up to the top floor, and then out to the roof. From here, he could get a better view of where he'd ended up, and try to figure out what happened. This wasn't at all how he'd planned to start out, but once he got his bearings, he was sure he could improvise. He didn't get this far by being an idiot, after all.

[Sam is the Supernatural version of Lucifer, mwahaha. And yes, he's wearing the white suit, because nngghh. Open!]

Current Mood: evil

decoder-rings.livejournal.com

It felt like it'd been awhile since Hannibal had set up for cheerleading practice but, just like riding a bike, he remembered exactly how to do it. There were mats, there was music and soon, there would be cheerleaders.

Well, at least Hannibal hoped so on that last one. It'd be sad if he was left by his lonesome during cheerleading practice. After all, he was a fan of pretty girls (and guys) and the squad had that in droves.

Hannibal was perched in the bleachers for the time being, drinking some water and sprawling. He'd get to work soon.

Current Mood: satisfied

decoder-rings.livejournal.com

It was the first meeting of the frat for the new semester! Hannibal, as you might have expected, was pretty excited about this. Arthur, less so, but that was Arthur for you. Hannibal would pay cash money to anyone who got pictorial evidence of Arthur in glee mode. CASH MONEY.

Naturally, there was food. Burgers, to be precise. And a TV (although Arthur didn't find that particularly natural). And other... things that you found in a rec room.

"Good afternoon," Arthur started, a little looser than his reserve introductions (but only a little). "I'd like to welcome you all back to the Fandom fraternity, Kappa Kappa Gremlin. Today is a day for introductions, of course. Next week we'll resume our work in the vein of last semester. Let us know if you've got any ideas. We're looking at a schedule full of sports..."

"Seriously, don't be shy about suggesting something," Hannibal echoed his co-leader. CO-LEADER. "We're looking at mixing things up, even if we can't do Twister again." That was sad. Sad sad sad. Though, Hannibal figured he could find something just as inane and embarrassing to do on his week to lead the frat.

"So, yeah, let's get with the introductions," Hannibal continued, clasping his hands together. "Name, age, year and let's go with the most macho thing you've ever done. Come on, cough it up. We wanna hear it. And feel free to eat the snacks and bum around the rec room. It's what we're here for."

Current Mood: hopeful

likethegun

Okay, so the whole hearts and flowers and "Spend the day with the one you love!" stuff was starting to make Sam irritated, but his sense of responsibility was too strong to keep him from taking his turn in the lobby to sell flowers and tickets to the dance. He might even try to pretend he's enjoying himself if it seems necessary.

likethegun

Sam was in a much better mood this afternoon than he'd been early in the morning, partly because he'd gotten the fun task of calling all the girls who tried out to welcome them to the team and invite them to practice. He got the mats out and arranged in order, and found the mix of peppy music that he least minded being earwormed with for the rest of the day.

likethegun

After sitting in the library all day, Sam was pretty glad to have cheerleading practice to look forward to. Moving around to get the mats set up felt good, and it was worth putting up with the peppy music to see everyone. He could help his eardrums recover with real music later.

flashesforinfo.livejournal.com

It was days like this, Angela was really glad they actually didn't have a team to cheer for at this school. They'd most likely have to cheer outside at some point if they did, and God it was cold out there at the moment. Enough to put her off.

Here now at least it was heated, there was the usual loud peppy music and water set out already before she started pulling out mats. More her sort of thing, definitely.

Current Mood: bouncy

bitchprince

Just a few hours ago, the flamingoes had given up on their sudden, magical performance, and retreated to their usual perches for the night. The lights had gone out across Fandom Town, and so no one was awake to witness the start of the gentle tinsel snow. Glittering paper floated down, spreading across the fresh snow, coating it in shimmering colours. It was pretty, it was unnoticed, it was...

The fire alarm cut through the air without warning. The fragile peace of Sunday night shattered into tiny little shards, like a lunatic firing bullets into Christmas decorations with utter abandon. The tinsel? Kept falling. The alarm? Would not stop blaring. The firemen? Were out on the town. It was time for the annual 'strange weather' drill, and no man, woman, or angry pseudopod was going to dissuade them from ushering all the students away from the school.

As they rushed into the school, the tinsel kept falling. Enjoy, kids. We hope you stole a coat upon leaving, or you're going to be plenty cold.

[[ HAVE AT THE FIRE DRILL! Go here for our previous fire drill. Y'all know the drill! ... bad pun. bad. ]]

likethegun

After lunch, the cart full of Student Council goodies was back in the lobby, along with Sam. The treats from J,GOB had been fully restocked with fresh items, and the Perk had provided them with hot and cold drinks today. There might have even been some Diet Coke left over from yesterday.

Pay no attention to the size of Sam's cup. There was still plenty of coffee left to be shared.

[I'll be around to reply to pings around 4pm!]

likethegun

The Student Council's coffee cart was back in the lobby today, having been restocked with muffins, pastries, and other sugary sweets, along with plenty of caffeine. There might have been other things Sam wanted to be doing with his day, but his sense of responsibility was too strong for him to ignore his presidential duties. So, with the exception of cooking class and a visit to Anakin's office, he was around to serve anyone who needed a pick-me-up.

There was a radio in the lobby, but he was making sure to turn it off every time it threatened to come on. He liked Christmas music quite a bit, but there were certain songs that no one needed to be subjected to.

[I'll be around to pick up pings around 4pm EST!]

likethegun

A few weeks ago, Sam had been worried about being involved in so many things. Now, he was grateful to have a variety of activities with which to distract himself, which was why he was at the gym so early setting out the mats and music for practice. Maybe if he didn't act like he was grieving, he could pretend there was nothing to grieve about.

decoder-rings.livejournal.com

Overnight, pieces of butcher block paper with Things Every Girl at Fandom Should Know and Things Every Guy at Fandom Should Know written across the top had appeared inside every boys and girls room on every single floor of the dorms. Who put them there? Well, that'd remain a mystery for now.

Several pens and markers lay nearby the pieces of paper, giving everyone the means to mark up all that pristine paper. Got something to say? Got something you wanna tell people? Got a secret you wanna confess?

Just write it down!

[c'mon, i know some of you remember these! if you don't, check it out here and here. feel free to write whatever you'd like down! feel free to also talk to each other, react, tease, and/or sneak into the other bathroom (though be prepared for a smackdown).]

Current Mood: chipper

glacial_queen

Karla fled towards the dorms, running as if there were Hell-hounds flat on her heels. Just a little bit further, she thought. Just a little bit faster… She was flagging, and quickly, but she reached down deep in her reserves and dredged up enough energy for one last little burst of speed.

( Too bad it was impossible to outrun one’s own fragmenting mind. )

[ So starts the plot of Crazy! Open for reactions from anyone inside. Psychics, empaths, telepaths, people prone to odd dreams, random people up at stupid o’clock in the morning—anyone can react to the waves of emotion. Karla herself is not available for interaction. Further posts can be found here and then here. These posts are NFI, save for ~~Plot-slaves~~ Team Rescue! WARNING: MORE DARK THEMES AND CREEPINESS AHEAD. POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING. AFTERMATH OF VIOLENCE, PARTICULARLY SEXUAL AND AGAINST CHILDREN. I WARN BECAUSE I CARE.

Yes, my canon is MADE OF WRONG.]

noteviltwin.livejournal.com

After class, Andy grabbed some essentials and headed up to the roof for a good long think. It wasn't brooding, not really, even if that's entirely what it looked like.

And Andy was hoping that a joint or two would, if not make him forget his troubles, at least make them seem less important for a while. He was fully prepared to remain stoned for as long as it took for that to happen.

[ooc: for one in particular, but open as all open things are]

likethegun

As far as Sam was aware, everything was normal today, so he hoped that meant people would have an easier time at practice than last week. He got the mats out and turned on some appropriate music - nothing he'd listen to of his own volition, but the beat was good to work out to here.

decoder-rings.livejournal.com

Amazingly, the two co-leaders of the frat hadn't forgotten that it was Friday and that meant it was meeting time. Today, the frat was meeting in the gym. No, there were not any uniforms in sight. Professor Dex was the evil one.

"Welcome back," Hannibal started, looking around. "Bit of a change of venue today but we thought it'd be worth it. See, while the sorority might sit around and gossip, we don't."

Well, they don't JUST gossip.

"Today, we're getting active," he added. "Physical. Aggressive. Call it what you will."

( and there is flist saving under here! )

[preplayed with that raunchy dirty naughty prince,

bitch_prince. the frat is in the gym but the gym is also open for other gym needs!]

Current Mood: energetic

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 A Go!]]

Current Mood: chipper

likethegun

After the weekend's radio broadcasts, Sam was content with the start of his Student Council campaign. Still, extra effort was never bad when it came to things like this, so he was working his way up and down the stairways of the dorms, putting up bright multicolored signs:

Vote Sam Winchester
for Senior Representative
Smart, dedicated,
and ready to work for you!

He was doing his best to try to get the signs at eye level for the average person, and not for himself, so people would actually see them. For all that he'd said he was above bribery, he had a bag of chocolates ready, in case anyone stopped to talk to him.

[Open!]

noteviltwin.livejournal.com

Andy was sprawled on the sofa with a cold drink and the book Sam had reccomended to him on Thursday. It was a pleasant enough way to spend an afternoon, but he couldn't help but wonder if he could get away with lighting up in here or if he'd actually have to motivate himself to go somewhere else if he wanted to smoke some weed.

So far he hadn't decided to put it to an actual test.

Yet.

noteviltwin.livejournal.com

Andy felt in need of an evening of tv and munchies, surprisingly without an afternoon of smoking preceeding it. So he was sitting on the couch with a large array of candy and chips spread out around him, flipping through channels and looking for something that would hold his interest for more than few minutes.

flashesforinfo.livejournal.com

Well, they'd picked a good day for it, even if it was still sticky as anything out. For a party, it was worth putting up with a bit of humidity.

By late in the afternoon the cheerleaders had barbecues lit, all the traditional food was well on the way to being served and there were plenty of snacks and drinks around for anyone who didn't want to go for burgers and sausages.

As usual, there are lots of loungers around for anyone who wants to stretch out, blankets and cushions on the grass and picnic tables for anyone who would prefer a real table.

To add a little extra fun, there are several different lawn games for people to play if they wanted to.

Last chance to relax and party before the new students arrive. Might as well make the most of it.

[[~~And there will be OCD~~... Wiiiide open.]

Current Mood: cheerful

joan-notjane.livejournal.com

Joan and Kate had worked all afternoon to transform the common room into a tropical paradise.

Inside the door, a small table held flower leis for all of the party-goers. There were garlands hanging around the room, tabletop torches on most of the flat surfaces, and paper lanterns adding festive mood lighting.

Hawaiian music played in the background if anyone felt the urge to hula.

[~~please wait for~~ OCD up! Have fun!]

iknowstuff.livejournal.com

To those transformed "girls" waking up this morning, Layla had arranged a special gift for them. In the first floor lobby (as well as in the common rooms) an arrangement of women's underwear and sports bras in various colors and sizes were laid out on display.

Along with a sign indicating that they were free to take for any male students who were temporarily transformed.

As for Layla herself she was sitting on one of the couches in the lobby to watch the parade of girls leaving the dorms as she perused her new copy of Tiger Beat.

joan-notjane.livejournal.com

It had certainly been an interesting day so far. Joan decided it was very likely to be an interesting evening as well, so she headed out to the firepit in front of her cabin once the sun went down. She got a fire going and leaned back on a log, waiting for more people to join her.

[~~hold for ocd plz~~ OCD up! Please read the ooc note!]

fratboybitch.livejournal.com

It had taken Alex all of ten minutes to pack and then unpack. Unpacking, in this instance, meant kicking his bag under his bed and leaving it there. Once that was done, he wandered down to the main campfire, a place he'd frequented during the previous trip to the cabins. Claiming a spot on the first night seemed like the right thing to do so he settled down, legs stretched out in front of him.

The clouds looked a little threatening but rain would only bother him if he lit a cigarette and had it go out. He'd just have to light another or something. Not like it hadn't happened before. For now, he'd take the warm, cloudy night and his last bit of relaxation before classes started again.

[open like the vegas strip!]

Current Mood: mellow

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

rocksthescarf.livejournal.com

Chuck had some time to kill before Emmett dragged him off to do radio so he decided to hang out in the common room to make himself easily available. He didn't want to be in his room when that happened; Emmett had the habit of knocking so hard that the door almost came off the hinges. Chuck decided to make himself comfortable while waiting and he had ordered some Chinese food and was now poking at lo mein while watching a movie.

It was really unfair that the chubby kid from this movie ended up with Rebecca Romijn.

[I'm bored omg. And Stand By Me is really on CMT right now fyi]

Current Mood: bored

likethegun

Sometime during the day, Sam had come to a sad realization - he hadn't had nearly enough s'mores for the amount of time they'd been out at the cabins. When the evening rolled around and the sun finally went down, he lit the cabin's campfire and set himself up with all the necessary supplies, to cook for himself and for anyone else who sat down.

It wasn't long before he figured out that his marshmallow roasting stick was also good for keeping tiny moose away from the fire. It was kind of amazing how this place still found ways to weird him out, even after all this time.

[Open!]

Current Mood: hungry

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

John had scrubbed for what seemed like hours this morning and yet he still felt unclean after last night's...thing with Gavin.

Also, his back was freaking killing him. That bastard was heavy as hell!

So the KKG had been given notice that they were meeting in the pool today where there could be relaxing and stretching. No snacks, but there were plenty of rafts, floaties, and noodles to play with. Not dirty. Ew.

Current Mood: literally crushed

not_in_the_book

There were lots of delicious smells coming from the fifth floor common room, for Ronan, faced with hosting a potluck, had decided that he couldn't but go overboard with his own dishes: a chicken curry, thick, with lots of vegetables, and pot of vegetarian chili for those who preferred their food... not made of meat.

Ronan didn't quite understand the concept, but he liked vegetables anyway, so it all worked out.

There was a small sign posted on the door, announcing: "Ronan's Birthday Potluck! All Welcome."

[~~Please to be waiting for~~ OCD is up!]

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!]

likethegun

Sam's taste in music was a little ~~more emo~~ less peppy than what was usually played at practices, and he knew that Dean's tastes wouldn't help him here either. So, he'd spent some time scouring the internet until he had a good set of modern, fast-paced songs. Dragging the mats around and getting the gym set up for practice was definitely the easier part.

joan-notjane.livejournal.com

Joan was more than a little freaked out by the scary things attacking from the sky when she got to the gym and started setting up for cheer practice.

Days like these she kind of wished she had some supernatural ability. Of course, she had faith that God wouldn't let anything happen to her. Otherwise he wouldn't be able to harass her.

At any rate, there was cheesy 80s pop music blaring through the speakers and mats out so no one would get hurt.

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

There were Cheetos in the rec room again. Life was good for the men of Kappa Kappa Gremlin.

"Okay, so, I was thinking we were due for a gathering," John told the assembled group in between chewing his snack. "I was thinking something low key. An outing to Caritas or a visit to Fast Eddie's. Maybe this weekend? What do you guys say?"

Current Mood: headtilty

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

senor-chado.livejournal.com

It was Chad's turn to set up for cheerleading practise, which he did pretty easily, as he never had much trouble moving the mats or even lugging around the giant container for Gatorade. In fact, the most difficult thing for Chad was picking out the music. There were a lot of options but, today, he was thinking they needed some rock. If he could make life contain just a little less pop music, he was content.

decoder-rings.livejournal.com

Hannibal no longer felt the need to spew everything single thing that popped into his head and, for that, he counted himself lucky. He thought about what he had said as he went about setting the gym up for cheerleading practice.

It hadn't been too bad, all things considered, but he hated feeling like he didn't have a choice in confessing feelings to someone. Too late for regrets now. At least she hadn't smacked him.

Current Mood: thoughtful

rocksthescarf.livejournal.com

It was way too effing early to be awake. And yet, here Chuck was, awake. Life was unfair sometimes.

Maybe if he got stoned enough he'd be able to fall asleep again. And if he didn't, well, he'd still be high anyway. That was always nice.

He looked over the edge of the roof and lamented the fact that he didn't bring any Cheetos or Lucky Charms up here with him or something. Things were going to take a turn for the suck once the munchies came on.

[Open roof is open, yes. I would like some Lucky Charms plz. ETA: Temari's thread is last omg since he leaves with her]

Current Mood: high
Current Music: Nirvana - Drain You

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

The KKG meeting was much warmer this week and John was practically bouncing over what he wanted to talk to the guys about.

"So, this Sunday is the SuperBowl - that's a big American football game if you hadn't heard - and I was thinking the men of Kappa Kappa Gremlin could throw a little game-watching party. What do you guys think?"

Current Mood: dorky

notthehulk.livejournal.com

Despite being more bundled up than should be strictly necessary when indoors, Teddy was very excited about the first meeting of the new year.

"Hey, guys! I know it's really cold, so we don't have to stick around too long today. Just say hi to any new members we might have and... you know, take a calender."

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Given that it was far too cold for her to venture outside tonight, Sookie had curled up on the couch and turned on the television.

Unfortunately for anyone who might have wanted to watch anything else, she discovered a VH1 marathon of I Love the New Millenium.

Sure, she was still off a year, but she'd be spending the evening catching up on what she'd missed since 1999. At some point she grabbed herself some ice cream. Just because it was cold outside didn't mean anything. So there.

[we have like 6-8 inches of snow so I got sent home eeeeeearly! entertain meeeee]

walks-two-paths.livejournal.com

Savannah was cheerfully bouncing around as she set everything up for practice.

The mats were pulled out and there was a table of healthy snacks and caffeine -- along with bottled water.

Once everything was set up to her liking, she started stretching out.

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

likethegun

Sam had mentally prepared for a lot of potential situations before coming to Fandom. But waking up to find candy in his shoes hadn't been one of them, and it was just one more thing on a growing list of reasons why he was really starting to get annoyed with this place, even if he was enjoying his new body.

The top spot on the list was still held by Peter, especially after all the time Sam had spent trying to talk him down from his concerns about how he hadn't shown up at the library. He was willing to do a lot of things to keep up appearances, but bothering with the library wasn't one of them, and while Peter seemed to have bought the excuse he'd fed him about being sick, Sam wasn't sure if their date tomorrow would go as smoothly.

That, however, was something to think about more tomorrow. Tonight, he was finishing off a pack of cigarettes, and working on his plans for the rest of the Winchesters.

[Open! In case the smoking didn't give it away, yes, Sam is still possessed. :D]

notthehulk.livejournal.com

Sticking with the rec room as a meeting place, Teddy got everything set up for when everyone arrived. No Cheetos, sadly. He picked up a giant bag o' tacos instead.

Tacos sounded like a good idea at the time. In retrospect... maybe not the best thing for a meeting. But they were still delicious, darn it.

flashesforinfo.livejournal.com

Honestly, the last place Angela wanted to be right now, feeling as she was, was overseeing a cheerleading practice. Even so, she was there early so she could get things set up and ready.

The sign in sheet was laid out, music was on, and there were mats on the floor ready for practice.

Angela was lying on her stomach, head resting on one arm, in the corner of one of said mats, thinking about stretching and trying to ignore her headache. Stupid winter illnesses.

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