fandomhighdorms | Entries tagged with summer roberts

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.]

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]]

time-flyer-5.livejournal.com

It had taken Jen a really, really, really long time to haul her wagonload of pizzas back to the dorms, and then there was the problem of carrying the pizzas up the stairs 'cause the wagon wouldn't go up the stairs. Well, it would but then the pizzas would fall!

But there was a safety clause in her plans for the day that amounted to "I'm small and I have short arms and it takes me a while to do things," so by the time Jen and a half dozen or so assorted, if not really all that hot any more, pizzas were comfortably settled in the fifth floor common room there was still an hour to spare before Racerranger started, yay!

Jen immediately set out all the pizzas in a neat line on the floor, then pulled all the cushions off the sofa and built herself a little fort. She was not losing the remote control for the TV to anyone, not today! She'd been waiting forever for Racerranger to start, and it had been a WHOLE WEEK since the first episode ran and she WANTED TO KNOW what was going to happen next.

So there was pizza, and Jen in a cushion-fort with the remote control, camped out in front of the TV. (A safe distance back, of course. But just exactly the minimum safe distance.)

[OOC: Might be slow while I get breakfast, but open! . . . I won't actually get to watch RPM until later due to errands.]

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

withoutverona

Thanks to KKG and a little ingenuity, the first floor rec room was arranged for a Super Bowl Party. Black, yellow, red and white crepe paper hung from the walls, a good chunk of the seating in the dorms had been dragged into the room for the crowd, and a table was full of assorted snacks guaranteed to destroy arteries and waistlines alike.

Even if you just wanted to see the commercials, it would probably be a fun time.

[OOC: I have NO time to make this creative, sorry. Up early for SP and timezones, ~~please wait for~~ OCD is done.]

itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com

There were wee little gift boxes with shiny ribbons all over the gym today. "Please don't assume they're from me, since they were here when I showed up," said a puzzled-looking Hoshi. "But help yourselves. I got a really nice mechanical pencil in mine. Anyway, I thought this would be a good time to talk about being safe when it comes to dealing with cash with the holidays coming up. However, we don't use currency at home. My first time handling cash was in Fandom, so it's not exactly my area of expertise. If you guys have any tips or experiences to share, please don't hesitate to do so. I'm sure many of you know more about handling cash than I do."

She started passing out a handout. "I've got to admit that some of the tips that this author gives seem kind of weird to me, but it's a good starting point," said Hoshi. "If you're going gift shopping and you have lots of cash with you, don't advertise it. Even better, it might be safer to leave the cash at home and use one of these credit card things. If you lose cash, you won't see it again. It's also best to be aware of your surroundings and not carry too many packages with you. If you are paying with cash, make sure you count your change and don't flaunt any large bills. You don't want to attract attention. It's also a good idea to familiarize yourself with the local currency and know how to spot counterfeit bills."

At the end of her talk, Hoshi added, "The mats and punching bags are set up if you want to work on any kicks and punches, or if you want to demonstrate how to take out a purse snatcher."

itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com

The punching bags were back, and Hoshi was already taking a few punches at one as she waited for everyone else. "Welcome back. I hope you guys had a better weekend than I did," said Hoshi with a frown.

"The best way to stay safe is to avoid situations where you might run into trouble, like areas with poor lighting or trying to walk home after dark by yourselves. And, for goodness sake, when the island gets invaded, you're better off staying in your safe location than taking a chance on the streets," said Hoshi, making eye contact with everyone in turn.

"That said, if you do run into trouble, you should aim to disable your opponent by striking certain points on the body, which are listed on the handout that I'll pass around," she continued. "Keep in mind that this should only be for self-defense. You shouldn't go around hitting people. We don't have any dummies to practice on today, so we'll be using the punching bags instead."

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? ]]

flashesforinfo.livejournal.com

Angela took herself down to the rec room early for party preparations. She'd had an offer of willing help, but also recruited some girl with streaks of pink hair from across the hall to help her bring things down just in case. The other girl's protests that she was pretty sure she had no idea who this guy was fell on deaf ears.

By the time evening came, the common room was all decked out in a bunch of bright balloons, a couple of 'Happy Birthday Hannibal!' posters, and some artsy-looking homemade streamers. She may have mixed in some interesting Cosmo article titles with the normal paper when she was making them. Keep an eye out for those if you're into extra reading material.

The music is going, food is out, and near the door is a tub of ~~completely moddable~~ party hats. Birthday boy wanted hats, he was going to get hats. People who don't take one, run the risk of being pounced and having one forced on them (tactics may vary depending on how well she knows said people and her sugar intake).

[[ooc: ~~Oh, you know what you're waiting for by now...~~ Party on!]]

gobrookeyourself

Brooke had gotten to the gym early, decking the place out in blue and gold balloons and streamers just for that extra school spirit feel, and setting up the rest of the place. There were plenty of ~~moddable~~ snacks set up on tables, and breakfast set to be delivered in the morning, and she'd stored extra sleeping bags, pillows and blankets against the wall for people to take if they needed some. And because Brooke was Brooke, there were some extra things set up for people to enjoy, because you couldn't just leave it at that.

Once she was finished, she headed to her room long enough to get ready, then came back down to the gym in her best Clothes Over Bro's pajamas to get the party started.

[Open to everyone, ~~though wait for the OCD or I will find you.~~ and OCD is up! Go play!]

Current Mood: chipper

minnesota-teen.livejournal.com

With Liir's help, the common room was transformed into a vivid party room. Purple streamers were hung, balloons in every color were tied around, some left loose to pop or kick like some people liked to do (not her, geeze), and HAPPY BIRTHDAY INO! was everywhere.

Music was going and Amber was adding finishing touches to the gift table; little shiny curly things in purple everywhere. Hopefully Ino liked purple. While she was doing that, Liir was busy in the kitchen, getting the food in order and her mouth was watering just smelling some of what he had cooked.

Yay, party!

[Liir lovingly modded with permission and up early for timezone goodness, woot! ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up!]

walks-two-paths.livejournal.com

After class -- and boy was she relieved that Mr. Rogers was there and all right -- Savannah hadn't wanted to go back to her room yet. She also hadn't been in the mood to go to the beach, either. So, after trying to figure out where to go, she had decided on the roof. Finding somewhere she could sit out of the way and watch the sky, she tried to get comfortable.

She was sore, achey and upset. Not a fun combination.

She had also been kind of dumb. What had she been thinking -- trying to fight Hades like that?! Had she been oh so slightly suicidal? She was lucky that he hadn't done more damage than he had.

"Note to self, when Hell Gods attack... go around them."

Which brought her to the other part of her mood.

Johnny.

Yesterday's fight... and then the one that was even worse when she came home last night...

Things were not good and she didn't know how to fix them -- or even if they could be fixed.

[[OOC: Open like an open thing.]]

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 ]]

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris hadn't spent much time hanging out at the campfire yet since they had been at the cabins for one reason or another ~~mostly because his mun has been sick/traveling~~. So after his classes, he had taken a ~~handwavy~~ trip to town to pick up some groceries and, when he returned, he started a fire in front of his cabin.

There was a small table set up with a variety of campfire cookable foods, including a couple of those cooking irons that could turn two pieces of bread and pretty much any filling into a yummy campfire treat.

[open to all! foodstuffs are totally moddable :)]

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

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Lana had pulled out paper and crayons and markers and scissors and glue. She'd even found some stickers and glitter. Now she was busily coloring away at the coffee table. There were cartoons on the TV and she was humming happily, tongue sticking out as she concentrated on what she was doing.

[Open!]

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

fantastic-torch.livejournal.com

After the two boys were ~~handwavily~~ gremlin bit earlier in Chris' room, ~~Jack~~ Johnny and ~~Ennis~~ Chris headed outdoors to get to work and do what need's doin' to gather the herd and keep 'em secure on Crackback Mountain.

It was just that Johnny was a bit confused and glancin' over at Chris told him that the ranch hand was pretty much in the same boat.

"Ah, hell, Chris, I don't be seein' them heffer's 'round, do you? And the good Lord strike me dead if this here be Crackback Mountain. I'll be a yankee sumbitch if these here hills be called mountains."

Hands on hips, he glared at the ground.

"You thinkin' real hard over there or are you just as confused as I am?"

[ooc: Chris and Johnny have been, with permission, gremlin bit that was handwavily done. Welcome to Brokeback Mountain, Fandom style. Woot! Feel free to notice, gander, or just plain wtf at the boys.]

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris woke up and decided he was hungry. Not wanting to wake Lana, he headed down the hall to the common room and poked around until he found everything he needed to make pancakes.

Knowing that food drew people about of the woodwork around here, he set about making a lot.

[Open, as common rooms are. Chris is *not* suddenly 20 years older, but he'll happily WTF at anyone who is :)]

not_in_the_book

There was ice cream everywhere.

Milkshakes. Sundaes. Banana splits. Even a baked Alaska. Homemade ice cream sandwiches. A couple of gelati. Even a random lemon sorbeto. Ronan was standing at the counter, making dish after dish, a few well-placed wizardries keeping bowls of ice cream from melting before they could be eaten by whoever came by. The counter was already mostly covered, and there was still more sitting around in containers, ready to be served.

Bart had wanted ice cream, the previous Saturday. Ronan couldn't help but... well. There was a lot of ice cream, for whoever wanted it.

[Open, as common rooms usually are. Feel free to come by and get any of the aforementioned -- or other, freely moddable -- ice cream concoctions.]

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

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Lana had spent most of the night wandering around aimlessly, and more than a little tipsy. There had been no way she could go back and sleep in the room with Jim gone. At some point she'd ended up back here staring blindly at the TV screen.

She must have fallen asleep, because here she was, blinking herself awake, slightly hungover, and completely oblivious to the wave of amnesia that had swept over the island. She made herself a cup of coffee and curled back up on the safa to go back to the staring at the TV.

[Open like, well, a common room.]

justmisplaced.livejournal.com

Shawn hadn't had a good lazy Sunday like this in far too long. Several weeks in the NTAC facility had really eaten into his summer relaxation time.

He'd made a conscious decision to do as little as possible today, which is why he was lounging on a sofa in the common room reading a large book and picking at a packet of chips and some guacamole dip. The TV was on for background noise, but he really didn't seem to be paying much attention to what was on it.

[[ooc: Open, of course!]]

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Lana decided she needed to get out of her room and be more sociable than she had been. And what better way to do that than common room food sharing? Which was why she was cooking up spaghetti sauce and garlic bread and getting ready to make a whole lot of pasta. There was salad and fresh fruit for those looking for something a little lighter. She hummed quietly to herself as she worked, enjoying the whole process.

[Open with free food for all]

walks-two-paths.livejournal.com

Luckily, the Gym had been set up last night before the unfortunate changing into an animal incident.

There was a sign-in sheet and a table full of refreshments. There were also a lot of blankets spread out on the practice mats on the floor for more comfortable seating arrangements. There were signs all over the gym that said:

WELCOME TO THE FANDOM HIGH KISS-IN!!!!

There was another sign by the table that listed the rules:

1) Kiss anyone you like for as long as you like.
2) Not comfortable with kissing? Huggings are just fine.
3) Shirts are optional.
4) If you find yourself getting carried away, please take it somewhere private. We're protesting, but not everyone is not public orgies.
5) Have fun breaking the no PDA and 8 inches apart rules!

As of yet, Savannah was not there, but everything else looked to be in order.

There was no reason to wait for her to be there to start your protesting.

[[OOC: Welcome to the Kiss-In, the PDA protest that was indeed approved by

umbitch. ~~Please wait for the slight~~ OCD is up! Have at it.]]

Current Mood: bouncy

solowhistler.livejournal.com

In the early part of the evening, Abigail headed down to the common room, and set up for the party. There were snacks and non-alcoholic drinks, along with a few opaque bottles of alcohol that were all labeled at the bottom with what was inside. If she was going to get into trouble for her efforts, at least she'd get into a lot of trouble at the same time.

Next to the snacks were a bowl of breath mints, and a sign labeled "RULES":

1. You don't have to kiss anyone you don't want to.
2. You don't have to kiss anyone period. Passive voyeurs are welcome. Dirty voyeurs will get kicked out.
3. If you take pictures, you must promise to send a copy to Abigail Whistler, or your camera will be taken away.
4. All kissing must be done with someone of the same sex. There's liquor here for a reason!
5. If you move past the kissing stage, take it to a room unless you're comfortable with everyone watching.

Yeah, she definitely wasn't going to be telling her dad about this the next time she called home.

[Open!]

not_in_the_book

This was getting to be a habit.

Ronan pulled the casserole dish from the oven, and set it on the counter. When he pulled off the lid, the odour of the meatballs, in their savoury, tangy, tomato sauce, escaped and filled the room -- and, if prior experience was any indication, likely the entire building. He pulled a packet of toothpicks out of his basket, setting it beside the casserole, the only kind of utensil for this kind of meal; this was definitely a 'stand, eat, and chat' evening, and there was plenty for anyone who wanted to come by. There were also crackers laid out on a tray. and some sliced peppers, to help round out the meal.

(OOC: And Ronan once again feeds the dorms. :D )

Current Mood: pleased

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

John and Willow had ~~handwavily~~ left messages for the all the players abut the change in practice time.
The gym was set up for flag football. There were gold and blue flags in two boxes. Above the boxes players could see the huge poster Willow'd made. It was covered in stickers and glitter and written in many colorful markers. The poster listed the two teams and the names of the players on each team as follows:

Gold Team	Blue Team
John Sheppard, captain	Willow Rosenberg, captain
Abigail Whistler	Adam Park
Billy Kessler	Andros
Bridge Carson	Annette Hargrove
Chad Sado	Jim Halpert
Dawn Summers	Jo Harvelle
Dean Winchester	Marco Conrad
Dick Casablancas	Sam Winchester
Evie Carnahan	Shawn Farrell
Johnny Storm	Sokka

The poster also encouraged players to pick the proper color flags and join their captain for practice. There were also bottles of water by the sign in sheet ~~just cuz I love that icon~~.

[OOC: ~~Wait for~~ OCD is up! All oglers welcome in the watching/cheering thread, but remember: Those who watch too much football will wear out their end zone.]

imac-kenzie.livejournal.com

The roof is there for emo, right?

Which is why when Mac, finding she couldn't really concentrate on anything much at the moment anyway, decided to get out of her room, that was where she went.

Now, she's sitting cross legged near the edge of the roof, and stabbing absently at the fruit salad she found for breakfast with a fork.

[[ooc: She's there, it's open. Beware the woe.]]

water-wonder.livejournal.com

Tori was very happy to be back in the dorms and after speaking with Gavin, she decided to head back up to the third floor and hang out in the common room for a bit. It felt good to be back there.

She had thought about making ~~moddable~~ cupcakes all day, wondering if anyone would want some. So Tori was currently baking some cupcakes. And the television happened to be set on the Food channel, what a coincidence!

[OOC: Open as common rooms are!]

Current Mood: bouncy

justmisplaced.livejournal.com

After everything that had happened tonight, the chances of Shawn actually being able to sleep any time soon was slim to none.

Which is why he was sitting out at the main campfire poking idly at the flames. He felt a lot more comfortable now he was pretty damn sure the place was free of crazed axe murderers, at least.

[ooc: Open, but particularly for those in need of some super-healing abilities post-fighty. And um, early cause timezones are teh suck.]

evilpinkthing.livejournal.com

Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants was anxious.

Things were not going as he'd hoped. It had been ages since D-prime had vanished. H-prime had been ignoring him for months. And if his internal clock was right, it was almost time for H-prime to graduate and leave Fandom entirely.

Well, he wasn't having any of that. On the morning of May 1st, he reactivated himself and stealthily snuck through a whole bunch of dorm rooms to steal things. Weird things. Random things. Whatever he liked best in each of the rooms visited. Things like:

( Fluffypants' swag list )

After he was done, he piled his collection of loot in a large pile in the second floor common room. If anyone wanted their things back, they'd have to bargain with him.

That would stop all the upcoming changes from happening, wouldn't it?

Current Mood: devious

anextimeagent.livejournal.com

It didn't take long to get from Jack's room to the common room if you were running really, really fast, and he and Sam pelted through the door at exactly the same time.

Jack dropped her hand and danced a little dance of triumph. "Told you you weren't faster than me!"

( Cut for length and a wee bit of a mess! )

[ooc: preplayed with the still fabulous

carter_i_am 'cause of possible availability issues. Post is totally open! Common room is totally open! And messy! And there's still some 'waffle batter' in the bowl and the waffle maker is on, so there can totally be more waffles!]

blessed_twice

At some point, Wyatt grew bored with the blocks and orbed out of Chris's room into the common room. The TV had some cartoons on, but Wyatt changed the channel. Anyone observing might note he wasn't using the remote to do it.

He found a channel with a movie about dragons on it and clapped in delight. He liked dragons. He wanted a dragon. So he started to call it out of the TV.

But as luck would have it, he took a step backwards and stepped on the actual remote control, changing the channel to a popular children's show. And what he called out of the TV wasn't exactly a dragon.

It was a singing purple dinosaur. "I love you, you love me, we're a happy family. With a great big hug and a kiss from me to you, won't you say you love me too?"

[Open, of course. Based on canon, but Barney wasn't entirely my idea. *bats eyes innocently* ;) ]

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: Barney

absolutesnark

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!]

connernotconnor.livejournal.com

Conner was slouched in a chair in the lobby with T-Rex the laptop, idly web browsing and trying not to think too much about his embarrassing behavior with Gwynn a few days ago, when he got a ~~handwavey~~ email telling him to meet up with a few other people . . . hey, in the lobby. That was convenient. He kind of really didn't want Gwynn to get dragged back to ancient England and hanged, because that would suck.

He was still a little worried about the whole "human opponent" issue, though. He was totally fine beating up on a conglomeration of a shark, a flower, and car parts, but this was a little out of his comfort zone.

[OOC: Mainly for plotty folks, but hey, lobby and all, so open.]

robotboyfetish.livejournal.com

Cassie was still emo from Music is Love, and, well, her general predisposition and stupid dead daddy issues.

So she was in the common room, trying to write emo poetry in her bright pink journal while that one Disney movie about the orphaned deer played on the TV.

Oh yeah. She was well adjusted. Honest.

[ooc: Open, of course]

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.]

connernotconnor.livejournal.com

It was NCAA basketball playoff season, so Conner had resigned himself to watching basketball on TV. Of course, basketball not being his favorite sport, he was watching the women's tournament.

Why?

Well, at least he could check out some cute girls while he watched a sport he really didn't care about . . .

[OOC: Open, despite the uninspiredness of my narrative!]

water-wonder.livejournal.com

Tori was feeling a tiny bit frustrated at not having found any sign of Katara on her past two searches. It made her feel a little helpless. And she did not like that.

So, in hopes of distracting herself from those thoughts, Tori settled herself in the common room and turned on the television, hoping to find something good on. And, she did! Reruns of Hawaiian surfing competitions were being shown and Tori was more than happy to watch them.

She made herself a bowl of popcorn to eat, while watching the surfers tear up the waves.

[OOC: Come one, come all! OPEN!]

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! ]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

As had become tradition for StuCo sponsored events, a large table was off to one side, covered with snacks and tubs of drinks.

The chairs and couches had all been pushed to the walls, leaving the center of the floor open for the whose ever turn it was.

Isabel rushed around collecting last minute ideas for things to be acted out.

Current Mood: cheerful

sogothcally.livejournal.com

Cally had found something rather odd on the TV. It was a marathon of 'The Girlie Show', a sketch comedy show. Just a couple episodes ago, the show was suddenly renamed to 'TGS with Tracy Jordan'. That was a little... odd. Though the new guy they added to the show sure was funny. In a crazy, trainwreck sort of way.

She was on a couch, sipping at a vegan chocolate soyshake. It... made her wish it was a real milkshake.

[ooc: Open!]

demonbelthazor

After a strange conversation with Phoebe, Bel headed to the common room. Spreading some love and joy would brighten his mood.

The common room was a mess after the party from the night before. Bel waved his hand, setting the room to right. The walls and furniture became bright and cheery colors, and plates of nutritious yet delicious snacks and glasses of orange juice filled the tables. The TV was playing "Extreme Makeover: Home Edition" (because people helping other people was quality entertainment suitable for all ages).

He left the glitter, however, because glitter was always fun.

Current Mood: happy

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Chris had a bunch of snacks and the three disc special edition DVDs of Return from the Past ~~aka Back to the Future~~ and its sequels. Yes, he totally considered this doing research.

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Chris decided to make himself comfortable in the common room and flipped through the TV channels until he hit on the football playoffs.

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Dick was sitting on the couch, watching old CFD re-runs. He also had a bowl of popcorn in his hand which was mostly un-burnt. And yes, he considered popcorn a valid meal. It was made of corn after all and corn was a vegetable!

((Open like an open thing))

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Tori found that she couldn't sleep any longer, so grabbing a book and a blanket, she moved out into the common room.

She sat down to read and just mull over her first day at Fandom High. And perhaps she'd get to meet even more people today. At that thought, she couldn't help but smile.

[OOC: Open to everyone! SP for a bit since I'm going to be running about for a little.]

Current Mood: bouncy

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Cally is in her old pink shirt still, sitting in the second floor common room.

Strifenova Celestial was having its midseason finale tonight. She had to watch, oh yes.

[ooc: Oooopen!]

Fandom High RPG

About the Game

---       Master Game Index
---       IC Community Tags
---       Thinking of Joining?
---       Application Information
---       Existing Character Directory

School and Grounds
---       Fandom High School
---       Staff Lounge
---       TA Lounge
---       Student Dorms

Around the Island
---       Fandom Town
---       Fandom Clinic

Communications
---       Radio News Recaps
---       Student Newspaper
---       IC Social Media Posts

Off-Island Travel
---       FH Trips

Once Upon a Time...
---       FH Wishverse AU

Out-of-Character Comms

---       Main OOC Comm
---       Plot Development
---       OOC-but-IC Fun

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Disclaimer

Fandom High is a not-for-profit text-based game/group writing exercise, featuring fictional characters and settings from a variety of creators, used without permission but for entertainment purposes only.

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