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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! ]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Off on the third floor of Sunset Towers, beside Lake Michigan, in Westingtown, Wisconson, socialite and party planner extrodinair Grace Windsor Wexler might have felt a strange, sudden pang of pride for her youngest daughter.

Turtle had prepared the common room for Tannim's birthday party with a discretely tasteful collection of decorations, a snack spread perfect of any event of this sort, and a great selection of bad, cheesy horror films. Now it was just a matter of people arriving to enjoy it, especially the birthday boy.

Oh, and one other thing, in light of the recent academic of wee-tiny adults. She placed a sign outside the common room:

Tannim Drake's Birthday Party! Here!
Food, fun, and bad horror movies!
(Sponsered by Turtle & Canary, for all your shopping needs)
These movies are too scary for little kids!
No one under the age of twelve admitted!

And, being only a two years (and eleven months) shy of twelve herself, she knew that was just asking for the kids to flock. So she hired out the big Mexican kid to act as bouncer.

[[ yay, birthday! ~~Please wait for OCD~~ ROCK ON! ]]

anextimeagent.livejournal.com

The second floor common room looked more like nap time at a pre-school than the coolest common room in the dorms. That would be because there were blankets, pillows, the cushions from the couches and some foam pads set out around the room, forming comfy nests for wee tiny people to curl up in and sleep.

Jack - who was still wearing his kitty ears and had whiskers drawn on his cheeks - was there to tuck Emma in, but he'd be happy to do the same for any wee tiny people who wanted to spend the night.

[ooc: open of course, for wee tinies and others!]

surferboy-09er.livejournal.com

As soon as the sun went down Dick headed to the roof in order to get his assignment for Spy Tech started. He wasn't one for homework but this assignment seemed fun so he figured that he'd give it a try. So he was sitting on the roof with the infrared camera that M had given him, ready to take pictures of anyone who was doing anything on the grounds. He also managed to make hot chocolate and that was sitting next to him in a thermos.

((If you wouldn't mind Dick sekritly taking pictures of you for class then feel free to do something on the grounds. And keep in mind he's a bad photographer so there's a good chance the pictures will come out blurry :) And if you're on the roof I'm sure he'll share his hot chocolate with you.))

defiantlyyours.livejournal.com

Number 6 was peering over the edge of the roof with a pair of field glasses, taking notes on the students passing by and jotting down suspicious behavior. He would find out which were the prisoners and which were the wardens...

[OOC: Ping to the OCD "Being Watched" thread if you want 6 to see you on the school lawn and what your character is doing as they are idly passing by. No action is too mundane for suspicion. Obviously, the roof is also open for your interactiony needs.]

ETA: [And 6 has fled the roof! OMG can't keep that up, peoples. You're all completely awesome. No new pings to 6 in the threads (I will continue his existing interactions). Roof remains open for all non-6 conversation.]

Current Mood: suspicious

carter-i-am.livejournal.com

Sam couldn't sleep anymore, even though she probably should have after her week at the Time Agency and in Cardiff. Her new little brother Peter seemed like a perfectly nice kid, which was reassuring.

Which didn't mean she felt the need to be social today. She turned on the CD player, ate a couple of chocolate covered espresso beans, and stacked some food on her work bench, which she'd hopefully remember to eat. Then she went to work on the Swoop Bike. It probably needed ~~babying~~ tuning--she hadn't ridden it or worked on it in almost a month.

[ooc: Post is open to all.]

anextimeagent.livejournal.com

Jack was getting completely sick of being pied.

He'd had more showers today than anyone should ever have, and he was running out of clothes.

Once more showered and changed, he was just venturing outside when a veritable squall of pies descended upon him. Fruit pies, cream pies, chocolate pies -- a plethora of pies, falling from the sky, and coating him from head to toe in crust and filling.

It eventually died away, leaving Jack standing there, dripping with pie, a curve of pie crust hanging off one ear. "Fine." He shook himself vigorously, slicked a hand through his hair, smooshing pie into it, and wiped his face. "Fine!" he yelled at the sky. "If that's the way you want it."

No, he didn't know who he was talking to, but he had some vague notion he might have angered the pie gods.

Grumbling under his breath, he started stripping out of his clothes. When he was completely naked, the pie gods chose that moment to follow up with a brief lemon meringue flurry.

Now not quite completely naked, he stalked back into the dorms, heading for his room.

[ooc: Open to anyone. Jack's naked, but there's sufficient pie coating him to preserve anyone's modesty...anyone else's modesty, that is. He doesn't have any. I've been awake since 3 am and my brain's mooshy, so I might be a bit slow.]

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

Anders didn't see much point in going back to his room to study, since he'd been in there all weekend as it was. (Damn Sims 2.) Besides, it was snowing, and his Pyramid playbooks had seen fit to start battering him about the head, which was not exactly his idea of toughening up against hard hits on the court.

So here he was, sitting cross-legged on his Glider out in the snow, studying like a crazy thing for his Interstellar Relations final, his Pyramid ball beside him.

Every now and then a textbook would hover up and try to divebomb him, so he'd throw the ball at it.

At least it was a good opportunity to get in some work on his shooting technique while he studied.

[OOC: Open like whoa, as Murphy's Law has decided it would be funny to give me . . . nothing to do at work today.]

nadiathesaint

The lobby was nicely decked out with garlands and lights and such, and a large table with an array of food from Cafe Fina, including pumpkin empanadas and turkey and cranberry taquitos, as well as a lot of more traditional foods from all over the world.

The apple strudel and the sashimi are looking particularly delightful.

Nadia, looking a bit tired with her brace and sling in place, a hammer tucked into the sling, was at one end of the table, munching on a pumpkin empanada.

It was finally time to do the dinner she and Pippi had been planning for weeks.

[ooc: ~~limited OCD is a-coming~~ come one, come all, everyone with access to the first floor lobby is invited!]

nine-and-ears.livejournal.com

The Doctor had been well informed of the trolls from Jane, and last night's radio had spurred him into some resemblance of organization. First stop, the dorms.

He didn't have access to the PA System or anything, so he had a megaphone in the lobby.

"Attention please, attention please! We have captives in the very large mansion in town, and we should not be snug in our beds while this occurs! Who is willing to organize, willing to face the belly of the beast and be unafraid to scritch it in order to achieve our goals? There is danger, certainly, but there are lives in possibly mortal peril. Come one, come all. We shall seperate the men from the boys, the whites from the yolks, the chaff from the... whatever it is you seperate chaff from. Prove yourselves! You all think that you're so grown up and brave, well now is the time to prove it!"

[ooc: A post to organize at least part of the rescue attempt. Come one, come all.

EDIT: Plan of attack has been announced!

Link for Group to the Front!

For attacking the rear!]

lovechildblair.livejournal.com

Blair is busy working on plans for Damn The Man club this afternoon so he decided to doing something a little different for the protest. He's wearing a sandwich board with the words 'All beings have rights!' across the front and back.

[ooc: posted with permission. open for interaction.]

lovechildblair.livejournal.com

"Negotiation not Annihilation!" Blair chanted as he paced in front of the classroom, carrying a sign saying the same. "Negotiation not Annihilation! Also, have some cookies!"

He had thought about carrying a smaller sign stating that the slogan was Professor Lyman's idea and the cookies were Aziraphale's, but then he figured that it probably wouldn't help inter-teacher relations at all.

[ooc: posted with permission to protest and totally open for interaction]

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Entries tagged with the doctor (ninth)

Roof, Sunday evening - Memorial Service

Second Floor Common Room; Sunday Evening, 7 pm on: Tannim's Birthday!

Second floor common room: Saturday Bed Time

Dorm Roof - Wednesday Night

[Dorm Roof, Sunday Morning] Scouting

First Floor Garage, Wednesday, All Day

From the lobby to the second floor: Tuesday afternoon

School Grounds (Outside the Garage), Monday Morning (2nd Period - Noon)

First floor lobby, after the pageant

First Floor Lobby, Sunday Morning

Outside danger shop, seventh period

Outside Hunting Class, Period 7

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