[identity profile] firebringerborn.livejournal.com
Jan was exploring the deck area, picking his way delicately between the chairs and the tables to sniff at the gas barbecues. He flattened his ears, because they smelled wrong, shook his head, and headed out onto the grassy area.

When he spotted the horseshoes (not that he knew what they were), he trotted over, sniffed them, then carefully picked one up in his teeth.

After a few minutes, he was amusing himself by tossing them at the upright stick, trying to see if he could get them to land on it.

[ooc: So open, yes. Unicorn playing horseshoes. I couldn't resist.]
[identity profile] first-guardian.livejournal.com
Ichigo was bored. Bored enough to attempt to make coffee over the campfire. He was going to blame Tyler's classes even if they hadn't learned how to do this. It did smell like coffee, if you asked Ichigo. It certainly tasted like it. Perhaps a little too much as it was very, very strong coffee. Maybe it needed some milk or sugar, but that required getting up and Ichigo was comfortable.

Sort of comfortable as Ichigo was engaged in a staring contest with the cricket sitting only an inch away from his foot. Ichigo wasn't all too bothered by bugs, but he did reach up to scratch the back of his neck for some reason.

[[Open.]]
[identity profile] lil-yellow.livejournal.com
Bumblebee had managed sleep, at least, but now was facing low fuel reserves and a distressing feeling of being nearly blind. Following what he discerned to be instincts, he had made his way to the kitchen area of the common room and was looking into cupboards and drawers with a growing sense of urgency.

This organic business was difficult; no wonder Sam always seemed so upset so often.

[OOC: Open, as common rooms are!]
[identity profile] cheminthehead.livejournal.com
The deck was completed, and ready to be used.

The workers had cleared out just in time for the food and drink to be set out, and the coloured lights to be strung along the roof.

There was music, and space to dance on the lawn, and a cool breeze to cut through the heat of the day.

[ooc: In honour of Tiny Toons being released on DVD today, there are random containers of mango juice lying about. Also, any drinks may become mango juice. If a character drinks and says 'Ah! Mango juice!' an inflatable palm tree will fall on their head. Open to all once as the OCD is up!
[identity profile] not-that-gentle.livejournal.com
She'd been forewarned by Peter (and with Willow around, she was even less surprised) that the technology would be much advanced in comparison to what they knew. So when she discovered the televisions in the common rooms as she explored, Susan wasn't shocked or surprised so much as intrigued.

It took her a little while to work out how everything functioned, between the screen and the little rectangular thing with the buttons. However, once she understood that pointing the thing at the television and pressing the buttons was a way to control it, Susan made herself comfortable on the couch with some tea, and slowly began to peruse the channels.

[open as common rooms are!]
[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com
Dean had spent most of the day just hanging out, with a side trip to the library to make sure his geek of a brother remembered to eat lunch. Now that it was dusk, he was taking advantage of the camping and had started a fire in the cabin's firepit. He had marshmallows, graham crackers and chocolate, yes, but he also had weiners and hot dog buns. In other words a full meal that can be cooked on sticks over flames.

The basics sometimes were the best.

[ooc: open like an open thing. now with campfire food to share!]
[identity profile] athosborn.livejournal.com
Teyla's finals were over, and none of them had been as frightening as some of the ones from last semester had sounded. That deserved a bit of celebrating, which to Teyla translated to time in the gym, working through her paces with her sticks. It felt good to practice, and it wasn't long before she fell into a steady rhythm and blocked everything else out.

[Open! And yes, she's dressed much like her icon. *g*]
[identity profile] takingthedayoff.livejournal.com
The TV was hooked up to play only music videos and had a microphone set up with it, the pizza was fresh and tasty and there was plenty of soda for all.

A sign outside the common room read:

APRIL FOOLS PARTY!
Free food, drinks and karaoke. All welcome. Bring a friend!

Party sponsored by Ferris Bueller



[OOC: Going up a little early.]
sith_happened: (Anakin: with Luke)
[personal profile] sith_happened
After a bath (Anakin's idea) and a stop to wrap Luke completely in bubble wrap (Luke's idea, but Anakin wasn't exactly objecting after watching Luke jump off his bed, his desk, the top landing of the stairs, and the kitchen table), Luke and Anakin were now out in front of the dorms.

Luke yanked on Anakin's hand. "X-Wing, Daddy!" he demanded.

"Very well," Anakin said, laying down on the ground. "Arms out," he said.

Giggling, Luke putting his arms out straight as Anakin balanced Luke over his head.

"Now the other part," Luke demanded, looking down at him and making starfighter noises.

Anakin grinned up at him, then reached into the Force and pushed Luke straight into the air, where he flew to just about level with the tree tops.

Luke shrieked with glee as he was safely caught. "AGAIN!"

[OOC: Open for anyone whose weetiny would be interested in the Jedi version of airplane.]
[identity profile] goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com
Dick had insisted getting a piggyback ride instead of walking the ten feet it took to get to the common room. It was way too early for Meg to say no to people, especially kids.

"Go watch TV. Be good. Don't ask anybody that comes in to play doctor with you," Meg said. She had fallen for the doctor thing before when they were kids. Twice.

After making sure that Dick had found some cartoons to watch, Meg went into the kitchen and got out stuff to make pancakes.

[Totally open. Go ahead, traumatize her into not having kids for a long, long time. And, yes, when she figures out that this is an island-wide thing she'll be making a lot more pancakes to accommodate]
[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com
John was bored and had nothing to do. Okay, so bored was possibly not the right word after he'd listened to his voice mail.

He wasn't sure where the bubble wrap had come from, but it was kismet. Huge quantities of varying sizes of bubble wrap plus one bored teen equaled some really incredible ideas. He drug the bubble wrap up to the roof along with duct tape and a bag of whatever he could find.

Testing the strength of bubble wrap was fun!

[ooc: Plenty of bubble wrap for all!]
withoutverona: (B+W serious)
[personal profile] withoutverona
Romeo was channel-surfing, which was not entirely unusual.

What was unusual, though, was how carefully he was listening to the actual words people were using, instead of dismissing them as baby talk and watching the picture to put the story together.

he was hoping for a fake-Big Brother, and possibly some other friends, to try his enhanced (or possibly reduced) vocabulary on.
[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com
Neon posters with arrows and the words, free food, pointed students to the First Floor Lounge where more posters with strange stick figures proclaimed that the Flag Football Club was sponsoring a Super Bowl Party.

The lounge had been decorated in blue and gold. There was a huge football-shaped cake from J,GOB and a wide variety of party sandwiches, chips, and dips laid out on tables along with beverages.

Naturally, there was also a television, tuned in to the Super Bowl.

[ooc: YAY PARTY FOR EVERYONE! The food is moddable as generic football party food (there are most definitely Cheetos, but not the creepy chocolate covered ones, thank you).]
[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com
After becoming possibly the first example of anyone ever actually receiving cosmic punishment for deleting a chain e-mail, Peter reached the common room, still wearing the shirt and sleep pants he woke up in. Sadly they weren't red and blue to match the icon and video but you don't always get what you want.

Peter felt so happy that he HAD to dance in what could be described as a 'gay, gay way', and he wanted to share that happiness with everyone. He continued to do this for a while, just dancing and humming the music that was in his head. He was definitely going to be hiding this afternoon after the curse wore off.

[OOC: Open as a CR, but WARNING: Watching Peter dance while he's under this curse will, in fact, make you gay. Temporarily, at least. Any characters who watch this will feel the incredible urge to kiss someone of the same gender. Once they do so, the urge will go away. You know, unless they already were gay. Or they just find that they kind of like it. Sorry guys, but Peter himself isn't up for kissing. He's too busy dancing.

Honestly, I've been waiting to do something like this for two years now. That's just sad.

ETA: Ha. The day I do something I actually get a call from a friend. Back in a few hours. Feel free to go on without me and mod Peter as continuing to dance.

Son of ETA: Back now, and going to ping in everywhere. Wheee!]
[personal profile] 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.
withoutverona: (hearts n leather)
[personal profile] withoutverona
Romeo Montague had had a strange day in a strange week of what had been a pretty strange year.
Inspired by an episode of Vanessa Saturn, he decided a drinking game was in order. Specifically "I Never." And so invitations, written in a slightly florid hand, were slipped under dorm room doors -- some of new friends, some belonging to complete strangers.

There was a stash of booze set up under the coffee table, and Romeo sipped a rum-and-cider as he waited to see if anyone would actually show up.

[OOC: Fair warning per the admins -- this is a high school. You get punk in drublic, or the converse, you might get punished. So ... don't get caught?]
[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com
Okay, so How to Be Cool Class was going to be...trying.

But that didn't matter to Luke because today there was snow!

He'd spent much of the break in Connecticut, which was why he knew the most appropriate thing to do when he went back outside (bundled beyond all reason because when it came down to it, he was still from Tatooine) was to fall backwards and make snow angels.

The giggling part was completely voluntarily.

[OOC: Come play in the snow!]

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