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izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

As soon as they'd been given the all clear to leave Special Collections, Isabel had taken off for the dorm roof. It had been the last place she'd seen Wyatt and she hoped that meant that was where he'd reappear.

The trip across the campus was a blur as Isabel focused on remembering everything she could. Hot chocolate in the woods, laughing at a bad movie, burgers at the Crashdown, Max, Michael, her mom, her dad, that last moment on the roof before she turned and ran.

Oh please oh please oh please.....

Half afraid of what she would or wouldn't find, Isabel pushed open the door to the roof.

Current Mood: hopeful

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

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

The common room was decorated with streamers, balloons and a sign that said "Happy Birthday Ronan". There was food from Ching Tai and a selection of baked goods from JGoB. Including a rather decadent looking chocolate cake.

Isabel rearranged a few balloons then sat down to wait for people to turn up.

[Open as common rooms are! ~~Please wait for minor~~ OCD is up.]

Current Mood: cheerful

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.]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Isabel always thought better when she cooked. That was why Friday morning she could be found in the common room making muffins. Lots of them.

Hopefully the smell would draw people in to eat them.

Current Mood: calm

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris was kind of cranky after his visit to Caritas with Lana last night.

So he decided to hole up in the common room with mindless daytime television and sugary cereal as company.

[open, as common rooms tend to be. Chris's crankiness shouldn't be long-term (unless you're Anders or Johnny)]

goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com

Today Meg was the student council representative behind the voting table. She had ~~handwavily~~ bought coffee and doughnuts and had them sitting beside the old yearbooks and pictures from past Fandom events.

There were clipboards with sign up sheets for the carnival and a voting box for Homecoming court.

Meg had a cup of coffee in her hand and was flipping though an old yearbook, making sure to skip past any pages that had mention of a certain blonde detective.

[OCD ~~coming~~ up! Each student can nominate two boys and two girls from their class for the Homecoming Court. The voting on the finalists will go up Thursday night and the Court will be announced at the dance.]

blessed_twice

Wyatt had returned to his room only to find it missing. Well, not the whole room, but all his possessions. Of course, there was flailing -- until he found his belongings in his new room, 226. He suspected Anders had something to do with it. There would be revenge, oh yes. Then again, it made moving easier.

For now, he was comfortably lounging on the common room couch, flipping through the channels until he landed on the CW and "America's Next Top Model." And there he stayed. Because nothing could be more entertaining that bitchy women who weren't allowed to smoke.

Current Mood: amused
Current Music: ANTM

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Isabel was up early and in the mood to actually cook for a change. So she was out in the kitchen mixing up a batch of banana nut muffins. So what if it came from a box? They'd still taste good. There was a fresh pot of coffee on the counter and Isabel was humming along with the music on her iPod as she cooked.

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: Carbon Leaf - What About Everything

moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com

River looked up at the sky. Once it got dark enough the stars would be visible. She smiled. That would be decoration enough. The music was already playing and she tooka a few dance steps, then spun around, closing her eyes.

Still, to be a proper party there was a few other things needed, and River had made sure they were there. Buffy had let her borrow the CD-player they used for the cheerleader practice, and Isabel had brought a large collection of CDs. River herself had provided snacks, mainly the kind bought from a shop, and had mixed a non-alcoholic punch.

From somewhere a few bags of glitter had appeared, available for anyone who needed it. River frowned, then shrugged. She placed the chair she had promised Adah next to the stairs, hoping that she would brave the long climb up to the roof, and put a blanket on top of it.

[Up early because I'm in a timezone that makes me want to go to bed before everyone else. Everyone's invited to party and dance. ~~Wait for OCDs!~~ OCDs are up!]

Current Mood: happy

goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com

Meg didn't have class until Wednesday but she didn't want to get in the habit of sleeping in all day so when she woke up she got dressed and decided to check out the common room. It wasn't long before she was digging around in the kitchen and soon after she had eggs, bacon and pancakes cooking on the stove.

She had heard about the food sharing thing and was doing her best to make enough for anyone who stopped in.

[Open! There's food!]

Current Mood: cheerful

blessed_twice

Wyatt was stressed and unable to sleep, and since he didn't want to disturb Tannim, he moved his flailing out to the common room. This so wasn't happening. He wasn't going to be born now, or he'd be half-lawyer instead of half-whitelighter.

Flail.

[ooc: open, of course, and I am totally slacking off at work today. ;) ]

Current Mood: weird

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris woke up early and decided to sit outside on the porch with his hot chocolate so he wouldn't disturb his cabin-mates.

He was very much hoping for a quiet day. The whole crazy psycho killer thing last week had been more than enough excitement for him.

[open as posts outside are]

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris was up early and decided to take his cup of hot chocolate, his notes, and the Book of Shadows to the main campfire.

He still hadn't managed to figure out what was attacking people in the woods, and after last night's radio, he was more determined than ever to figure it out before more people got hurt. He wondered if anyone else had had any luck. He hoped that sitting in such a visible place, he'd run into them and be able to ask.

[ooc: open to all; but primarily for the researchers/finale folks. If you need to be recruited for the finale, this is one place you can be (Conner's post which will be going up later is the other). I'll be AFK from 11:30 EST to 5 EST for work, but Wyatt has complete modding rights over Chris and will be here to help organize things ICly. Any questions, feel free to drop either of us an email!]

[ETA: *KICKS LJ* I'm not getting comment notifications, sorry.]

x5-alec.livejournal.com

Alec and Dean had decided that there was no better idea than getting a lot of ice cream, a lot of random toppings, and then making sundaes. They even waited until after lunch (cereal) and made sure to have healthy things too (fruit syrup! jam! graham cracker bits!).

There was, of course, a lot of everything, just in case people wanted to come by and have some of their own. Alec was ~~suicidal~~ nice like that.

[OOC: Come have ice cream? Toppings and flavors totally moddable, and feel free to order Alec to put it all together for your wee ones.]

Current Mood: jubilant

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

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Cameron was quietly boggling at the little girl sitting beside him on the couch. At least he'd managed to take off his tuxedo from yesterday and after some major bargaining he had gotten Marybeth to agree to eat lunch on the condition that she got ice cream as dessert.

He had a lot to learn about parenting.

Current Mood: surprised

mparkerceo.livejournal.com

Sphere of Flame, with Gary Cooper and Barbara Stanwyck, was playing in the common room. Parker had appropriated all the pillows, a big bowl of popcorn, and about a liter of Diet Coke to help her in watching it.

[ooc: open]

sensethevisions

Phoebe had ventured out of her dorm rooms and came out into the common room. She had started downloading radio podcasts onto her machine to see exactly what she may have done over the last week. Unfortunately, she hadn't been able to listen to them yet as she was feeling antsy.

So, here she was in the common room, flipping through a magazine and trying to calm her nerves.

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Sometime earlier that evening, the spell that had been blocking his powers disappeared. Which meant Bridge was in a much better mood than he'd been all week. So, out in the common room. Channel surfing and munching on popcorn.

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Isobel had to admit that she was getting a bit bored with Jack. Yes, his skill was impeccable, but honestly, to need to direct him in every action? Still, he was here and she was bored. The spell materials were all collected, the telephone calls to Phoebe and Marie had been made.

So she was curled up with him on the couch, letting him put his talented mouth and hands to work. She'd thought about taking him somewhere more private, but she was savoring the anticipation of having him and Connor together. Yes, the waiting would definitely make the sex sweeter. And in the meantime... the boy could definitely kiss.

[OOC: ETA: Open for anyone who wants to come interact with Witch!Lana, just make it after Jack and Sam have left.]

sonofdragons.livejournal.com

As Santa brushed crumbs from his fingers, he realized with growing panic that he had less than twelve hours to deliver presents. He walked quickly* towards the dorms and down to the basement, where he packed up his bag and slung it over his shoulder, ready to deliver gifts to the good boys and girls of Fandom.

*Santa never ran. It was undignified.

[ooc: Tannim thinks he's Santa. He's not wearing a costume, just walking around with a bag of "toys" and trying to get into all the rooms. If you want him to get into your room, please tag into the post with your room number and whether it's occupied when Santa arrives. You're also welcome to run into him in the hallways.

[ETA: It's afternoon when he's running around the dorms, but his delusional mind thinks it's later at night.]

Current Mood: jolly

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! ]

lovelylana.livejournal.com

Lana wasn't sure if Conner was going to be joining her today since they hadn't discussed it, but she really needed to get out and run. So she's here, stretching and getting ready.

[OOC: Open to anyone who wants to go running with or stop by and talk to Lana.]

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

Anders had gone down to the office to file for an official room change, and as soon as it was approved he ran straight up to the second floor and started emptying his dresser drawers into trash bags, stacking books into boxes, and detangling all the cords to his computer.

Of course, the whole trash-bag approach had been pretty quick, but as he quickly discovered when he started lugging them down the hallway to 227, it was pretty cumbersome as well.

Moving the fridge was going to be fun . . .

[OOC: Open -- help the boy move, harrass him, whatever. :)]

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! ]]

blessed_twice

That would be Wyatt, streaking through the hallways, trying desperately to get to his room before anyone saw him.

Yeah, fat chance of that.

But he had a sock and he wasn't afraid to use it.

Current Mood: naked

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

blessed_twice

Wyatt wandered out to the common room to attempt to fix some breakfast. Attempt. Someone hadn't inherited his mother's culinary skills, not one bit.

[ooc: I need distraction from the hell of my job, but pings may be slow from time to time as we get more info about frozen alstroemeria, non-red roses, and the fact that we've overloaded our receiving docks and the warehouse is paralyzed. Whee!]

Current Mood: confused

ismyhairout.livejournal.com

Hide the dirty magazines and booze, shine your shoes and make sure the laundry basket is sealed so the smell doesn't kill anyone. It's dorm inspection time!

[OOC: School board members won't go into your room unless you ping in here first. No need to make separate room posts.]

blessed_twice

Hunting had been a good distraction for awhile, but when Wyatt returned to the second floor, he found himself dwelling again on what they were going to do about Belthazor. Having an uncle who was half-demon was bad enough. The Source of All Evil? That was right out.

He sighed and flopped on the couch. Maybe TV would be another distraction.

Current Mood: distressed

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

As the saying went, your ears were supposed to burn or something if someone was talking about you, but Anders's ears had felt just fine today. Which was just as well -- if he'd had any idea what certain parties had been saying about him today he'd be freaking out. If he'd had any idea of certain events that had transpired? He'd definitely be freaking out.

Okay, so he was freaking out, but for an entirely different reason: he'd missed the snowboard-X competition at the Winter X Games.

This didn't stop him from lying on a couch in the common room (just for the change of scenery), scowling at ESPN and waiting to see if they'd replay any of it. As if it had been ESPN's fault that he'd been preoccupied and missed it in the first place.

[OOC: Open! Who says ignorance isn't bliss? . . . don't answer that.]

socksofcool.livejournal.com

Oh, look, there was a common room, with a shirtless, leather skirt wearing Seely in it.

Who was there for no reason whatsoever.

Really.

multi-madrox.livejournal.com

A banner has been posted at the entrance to the CR proclaiming:

UTOPIA NIGHT
-
(Not an Orgy)

The room is decorated in a jubilant way, (Or at least in a way that Jamie might think is jubilant) and a nice ~~moddable~~ array of food and drinks are provided as well as several "Utopia Stations" that everyone can attend and use for their delight.

[~~Wait for the~~ OCD is up!]

blessed_twice

No classes on Friday meant sleeping in, yay. When Wyatt finally emerged from his room that morning, he wandered out to the common room in search of food, food being cereal, of course, because in no way had he inherited any cooking skills from his mother.

He flopped on the couch and turned on the TV to see if there was anything other than soap operas and talks shows on.

Current Mood: bored

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

nadiathesaint

The lobby had been . . . well, decked out could be the term, possibly. . . . The floor was covered in some sort of black astroturf, the walls were festooned in black crepe paper. Black buckets filled with black water balloons and tables with black silly string were in the corners, and a black clothed table held pies and snacks, especially cupcakes, all chocolate, or otherwise . . . well . . . black.

The black banana cream pie was especially of interest.

There were signs to point out this was done with food coloring, and was not to be thought of as inedible.

Nadia herself was decked out in her blackest blacks, wearing a pin with a big black X over a pink pony with wings, and a banner read:

Evil Flying Pink Pony Awareness Party
Defend yourself from the scourge of pink!

Hey, it was a theme.

[ooc: very minimal OCD ~~going~~ is up. I will be afk for the next few hours attending a company holiday party, but will return asap as I don't really want to deal with all that for too long tonight. Anders will, hopefully, be along shortly as well. It's in the lobby so that teachers may also participate, and, yes, Nadia will be doing the clean up, afterwards, should folks decide to play with the water balloons and silly string. Other black "weaponry" may be modded at will]

carter-i-am.livejournal.com

Sam hadn't gone back to her room after leaving Parker's party. She'd taken a very long run around the island, and then swam some laps in the pool in an attempt to exhaust herself into sleep, but it didn't work. She couldn't focus enough to work on her swoop bike or the wormhole equations on her wall, and she didn't have any homework to do.

Which was how she'd ended up in the common room making many pots of coffee and setting out an assortment of pastries from J, GoB (along with a little sign that said No, I didn't make them! and a reference phone number for the bakery in case anyone wanted to call and check). She wasn't exactly feeling social, but that could always change. She started nibbling on a bear claw and flipped through channels on the television.

[ooc: Open to all!]

southernbender.livejournal.com

Katara had woken up early and slipped out of her dorm room quietly. She considered going outside for a moment, but she decided to explore the floor she'd ended up on.

Finding herself in a big open room with several couches and tables and quite a few big boxes she had no idea about, she up a small floppy book made out of shiny paper and began to flip through it, looking at the pictures.

[OOC: Open as a Common Room is. Though I might be under periods of SP as it's my first day back at work after a week.]

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle felt as though her day had been very successful. She'd scoped out the town, gotten herself a job (starting tomorrow! How exciting!), and had picked up a total of two dollars and seventy two cents in change as she walked around the island. A very good day, indeed, especially since, she could tell from her ~~handwavily~~ grabbed copy of the Wall Street Journal that SEA hadn't continued to drop, and the one she was scoping had raised, but not enough that it wouldn't be enough for her SEA to fail to cover it in a few days. Looking pretty good!

Grabbing a bowl of cereal for her dinner, Turtle plopped out the couch, tucked her Journal beside her, and turned on the television. Now that she didn't have her mother restricting her TV time, she definately wanted to see what kind of channels they got here at the school.

[[ common room. open. duh. =D ]]

blessed_twice

After checking in at the school, Wyatt got his room assignment (208) and headed for the dorms. The room was empty when he found it, so either he didn't have a roommate or he hadn't shown up yet. Hopefully his roommate would be cool. Wyatt hadn't shared a room with anyone for years.

He claimed the left side of the room and wandered out to the common room area to get a feel for the place. (And also to see if there were girls on the floor.)

Current Mood: curious

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