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It seemed that today was an odd day for the bathrooms in the dorms. Not that Tony knew that, of course. What he knew was that there was a random sheet of butcher paper on the wall next to the sinks.

It was hard to miss, really.

And it was tempting to draw on. So, so tempting. No one would care if he doodled a little something on it, right?

[[Like the girls could be the only ones... OPEN FOR DEFACING!]]

tripledmyself.livejournal.com

It felt like a long time since Nathan had made it up to the roof. He'd taken to smoking in his room, smoking on the way to class or even smoking outside the bar but the roof had been ignored until today. It was a nice enough day, not too rainy like it had been bloody Japan and not hot enough to give him a fucking sunburn so it was the perfect day to pollute the air.

Nathan had lit his cigarette before the door to the roof had been shut behind him and was nearly halfway through it when he hopped up to sit on the roof's ledge so he could look out across the small, strange island. For a second, he thought about jumping just to give people a right scare on a quiet afternoon but the thought of all that pain put him off.

Maybe he'd jump tomorrow. Hell, maybe he'd even land on his feet. That'd be fucking swell.

[Roof's an open place. Yay distractions.]

Current Mood: thoughtful

geewhizfellas.livejournal.com

Butters was still pretty darn sure this wasn't a very good idea, but, as usual, Stan had convinced him otherwise, and so there they were, him, Stan, and Jim, in the common room with a brand sparkling new deep frying machine and about a dozen boxes of Twinkies.

Well, Butters was with the deep fryer and the Twinkies. Stan and Jim were over behind the couch, using it as a shield in case this goes horribly wrong and the Twinkies blew up everywhere. Butters was much less defended and was given the task of the actual deep frying.

Each Twinkie was held tentatively over the boiling, roiling oil before he dropped it in and then jumped back, arms up over his head with a little, "Ah!" A second would pass where he'd realize everything was okay, and take a peek at the snack cake floating inside. It was the same drill with each one, and so far, none had exploded or nothing else bad had happened and it should just be a few minutes before the first batch would be ready.

Boy, cooking sure was stressful!

[[ open common room is open, and Stan and Jim modded with permission! Come. Deep fried Twinkies for everyone! ]]

withasword.livejournal.com

It was sad, but this whole cabin naming theme was a little lost on Kate. Vaguely, distantly she recognized one, maybe two names, knowing them only as some long adrift of the public eye musicians, whose music she probably wouldn't even recognize.

Maybe that was a good thing, because unlike some she wouldn't be stuck humming uncontrollably for the remainder of this half of the summer.

That aside, this all suited her much better than being cooped up in the dorms. If growing up with Voron had done anything for her, it was given her a healthy appreciation of roughing it (not that this really counted). But she could hunt, she could scavenge and most importantly, she could build a decent campfire. That was the one coming in useful today.

In a rare bout of social awareness, she chose the central campfire for this, stacked her wood and kindling and waited for the fire to take. In the meantime she was drawing crude representations of creatures she'd seen in the Almanac in the dirt at her feet and trying to remember details. There was no reason she couldn't keep her knowledge sharp while she was out here.

[[Open campfire, ofc.]]

Current Mood: creative

andthemoralis.livejournal.com

A trip to Japan might not have ended in some wacky adventures on a normal day, with people who weren't from Fandom or inclined to getting roped into insanity. It might have just ended with some sore feet from walking around and bad souvenirs being purchased.

But that was not to be for the group who had just returned from their little visit. Stan wearing very different clothing than he'd started with, Butters in what appeared to be a maid's outfit and some kitty ears, Toby missing a shoe and his shirt, Jim having some skillfully applied Kabuki make up on and Sam with a glittery eyepatch.

"You know, I've learned something today," Stan said, arms crossed over his chest. "The future may seem pretty cool with all the robots and cyborgs running around. But I've learned that they're just the same douches that have always been around. No one is better because they live in some fruity little cyber-punk world where people ask you what you'd do if you saw a turtle in the middle of the road. And just because you have the technology to heat Pop Tarts instantaneous in someone's chest cavity and create holographic images of sexual fetishs that no one needed to know existed, that doesn't mean you should. Because it's just freakin' weird and everything should be taken in moderation. Besides, it's just going to bite us in the ass in about ten years."

A beat.

"So let's never do this again. Ever. Ever."

Yes. That was a good moral, Stan.

[[For the guys with him, but open like a public place!]]

geewhizfellas.livejournal.com

By golly, today was just about one of the best days Butters could ever imagine having! On top of being able to have his own real radio show, he got to have a fun class and a productive day at work, and now was the best part ever! It was Monday night, and not just any Monday night! It was the Monday night of the first episode of the new season of The Terrance & Phillip Show! Boy, Butters sure was excited and he knew Stan was going to come down and watch it with him and so he was going to make a whole viewing premiere out of it.

Popcorn. Sodas. Cheesy poofs! And lots of high-quality, high-class Canadian fart jokes!

"Oh, boy," said Butters, as he settled the snacks on the coffee table and reached for the remote, "I hope tonight they're searching for treas-uh!"

[[ open common room is open! Link gets a warning, since it leads to a bunch of Terrance & Phillip stuff so expect a lot of annoying farting and bad language! ]]

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Boys' Bathroom, Monday Evening

Roof | Afternoon | Saturday | July 16

Second Floor Common Room; Tuesday Evening [ 07/05 ].

Main Campfire [Monday, Early Evening]

Dorm Lobby, Saturday Afternoon

Second Floor Common Room; Monday Evening [ 05/23 ].

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