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Today was a very important sort of day.

Today, Valentine had been hit by inspiration! Great inspiration! So many children! So much potential!

Today was the sort of day that Valentine required a non-whip, low-fat soy latté to get through...

Because Star Director Ricardo Valenteen had delusions of Fandom Chickie grandeur.

[OCD is up. Come be a movie star!]

cantjossme.livejournal.com

There was a sign near the entrance to the CR.

Single Zone:
No couples or significant others allowed.
Any couple coming in and acting cute enters at their own risk

Anyone venturing past the sign would find Mel watching horror movies. Specifically horror movies where young couples in love end up getting killed.

There was also a mug of something she was drinking that was definitely not alcoholic. Really.

[Open of course. Even to OTP couples. *glares*]

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!]

new-to-liirness.livejournal.com

Karal had said he could.

And someone else had mentioned that this place was in an ocean. An ocean! The very idea of it. He couldn't help but think of Kumbricia and the flood, of all that water rushing in, more water than he'd ever seen in his life, and great churning waves like the ones that had taken Dorothy's parents, or so she'd said. The Witch had mentioned Restwater a time or two, as had Dorothy, but he'd never seen such a thing.

That was why he was on the broom. And because Karal had said, blatantly, that he could. And that way, he was up high away from the ocean. Up high, so he could see it and get a view and really see if there was no land within sight in one direction, or if someone had lied to him.

He wouldn't put it past anyone, after all.

It was good to fly, good to be free of the earth and free of concerns and just plain free. He'd have to land eventually, since his stomach was rumbling and he'd need to go get some of the food he'd taken from the picnic out of his little hiding place in the room (Karal had mentioned a cafeteria, but why not plan for all eventualities?), but for now, he was a creature of Air.

[very much open for anyone, air or ground]

twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com

Completely oblivious to yesterday's influx of new kids, Zack emerged from his room, and made his way down to the common room in a search for caffeine.

Coffee in hand, Zack turned on the television and flipped through the channels in search of something interesting. Mmm, Bitterwoman reruns.

[Open, as a common room is.]

Current Mood: awake

honoraryphd.livejournal.com

Victor needed to flee the confines of the room he shared with Longbottom for a time, so he brought his notebooks out into the common room and put up a sign saying "DO NOT DISTURB."

Because that was going to go over well in a public space.

[OOC: Open as common rooms tend to be despite what the sign says.]

imissmydolphin.livejournal.com

With class done with for the day, Lucas settled on the couch in the third floor common room with pizza. Yes, pizza for breakfast. And he wasn't stupid, either. There was plenty to go around in case the smell attracted other like-minded student types.

Ooh and hey, Rescued by the Alarm was on.

solo_sword

Jaina was on the bored side. Even Jaina realized that Jaina on the bored side was not necessarily a good thing. This was why she was in the common room, vigorously flipping channels and occasionally muttering things like "...There's a channel for cooking?"

She obviously didn't spend a lot of time watching stuff like this back home.

[All open!]

cantjossme.livejournal.com

If it looks like Mel has ransacked her room and pulled out the basic necessities for spending the night in the CR, it because she has.

Anyone coming into the CR at this time will see that she's watching some movie with Will Smith and muttering how men in general are just stupid.

[ooc: Open.]

Current Mood: irritated

dude-its-jude.livejournal.com

Never leave decorating for a party to the mellow. There were some streamers tossed around and one of those fold-out crinkly hanging ball things dangling from a string that was duct taped to the ceiling. A stack of festive party hats tilted rather precariously on top of Jude's displaced stereo, which was playing something bouncy and probably from before he was born.

Food, however, was an excellent thing to leave to the mellow. Well, to the Jude anyway. A mismatched array of bowls held a mismatched yet delicious array of snacks and there were drinks of all kinds "liberated" from every common room that had anything in the fridge. Sadly, there were no milkshakes. Most of Jude's efforts had been put into the cake. The triple-layer (the base in chocolate, the middle slab in white, and the top in orange) cake decorated in as many clashing colours of icing as Jude could find. There was bright orange trim with purple and blue rosettes wherever he could fit them, and 'happy birthday, Rikku' in shaky cursive across the very top in hot pink. Sprinkles, marzipan, and gum drops were present in abundance. It was a cavity waiting to happen. And Jude was making sure no one touched it until all sixteen candles had been blown out.

Of course, until then, he was just going to sing "Sixteen Candles" to himself. A lot.

[[Rikku's impromptu birthday party is now open! OCD ~~coming~~ up, go and play!]]

lovesrenoir.livejournal.com

Anyone wondering why there is loud booming noises this late at night might find that it would be the result of a muppet playing drums.

Loudly.

While wearing a mumu with balloons stuffed under it.

It's probably best not to ask why. Not that Animal would be able to explain it anyway.

Especially since Animal is in the middle of a drum solo that would make Neil Peart want to stab his eyes out with his own drumsticks.

"BEAT DRUM! BEAT DRUM!"

[ooc: open!]

southernbender.livejournal.com

It was their last night in the cabins. It was also raining. But Katara refused to let that stop her from trying to roast marshmallows one more time.

So any visitors to the Curupira campfire would find a merrily crackling fire, s'mores makings, and a strangely dry patch of ground around the fire.

Also a waterbender who was concentrating a lot on keeping that area dry.

twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com

Zack knelt by the campfire, trying to light it. Since he wasn't looking upwards, he didn't notice the snowflake landing on him. All he noticed that he was feeling good. After running his hand through his hair, he sat back from the fire and relaxed.

After all, he had to be easy to find for all the ladies in search of a little Zack.

[ooc: open!]

Current Mood: good

not_in_the_book

After his... very interesting morning, which had followed an even more interesting evening, Ronan was slightly hesitant as he knocked on the door to Curu- Kero- Pikachu cabin. He was here to pick up Buffy for their lunch date to the Perk.

(OOC: I feel kinda like Johnny Storm. ;) For

1ordinarygirl, but I suppose that any of her cabinmates could open the door.)

Current Mood: anxious

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

After a morning spent packing and looking around for her new "little sibling" - how did you pronounce that name anyway? Bail? Ba-hall? Ball? Ba-some weird tongue click-al? Plus she didn't even know if it was a boy or a girl yet - Molly finally headed to the cabins.

She had found Katara there already and after the two of them had done a minimum of unpacking they decided to go outside to sit in the sun and watch for new kids, hoping that maybe their little siblings would find them.

[[Open! Especially for any newbies or little sibling types who may be around and want to play.]]

twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com

It was with great seriousness that Zachary Uriah Addy made his way to the common room, dragging a cart piled almost as high as he was with books and pieces of lab equipment behind him.

While most kids believed the weekend was a time for cartoons, he knew it was also a time for SCIENCE!

After turning on the television, Zack sat next to his cart, opened a book and began to assemble...something...

[Open as common rooms are.]

Current Mood: working

ismyhairout.livejournal.com

The lobby had been rearranged to fit in a bunch of podiums and a big board that looked a lot like this.

Hades was at his own podium with note cards. "Welcome to Fandom Peril!, not Jeopardy!, because that would be a violation of copyright and we all know that that's a bad thing, right? Yeeah. Anyway, Fandom Peril!, brought to you by Proud Republican and Tory Students.

Aim of the game is to get as many right answers as you can. The categories are Fandom-related. You pick a category and an amount, listen to the clue, then buzz in and answer in the form of a question.

To get the group spirit going, yeah that's it, group spirit, each podium can have a team of up to four. Cram in there if you have to. Any team member can buzz in and answer. In the form of a question.

And on to our first round. The categories are: Animals John Has Turned Into, Invasions, Detention, Potpourri (about anything and everything), Roadkill (that's about Fandom wildlife) and Colors That End in 'Urple'. Team one, you get to pick the first category."

[OOC: PRATS folks get in there! Everyone who's allowed on campus at the time is welcome to join in. ie: non-PRATS more than welcome! Pick a podium, jump in, if the podium is full jump in anyway. Hades will be pleased if you cheat. Fight over who buzzes in first. It's free for all madness. ~~Wait for OCD!~~ OCD up!]

[ETA: Order sucks. Just pick a category and you'll get a question. Chaos reigns! Hades isn't keeping track.]

[ETA 2 - Son of ETA: I'm off to sleep, but in my absence the ever-lovely

kypriothschoice will be taking over the Trebek duties.]

krycek-rat.livejournal.com

Krycek had woken up with breasts. That, according to all the varied shrieks and high-pitched yelling he'd been hearing all morning, was apparently par for the course today.

After a morning of figuring out what exactly lay where, Krycek had found an older shirt of Jake's that had been jammed in a corner of the closet and fit reasonably well and belted a pair of jeans as tightly as possible around his waist, then walked barefoot out to the CR to make some waffles. Rummaging in the fridge gave him a wide array of toppings to put out for whomever wanted to join in.

For some reason, Krycek wanted chocolate syrup on his. Fandom was really really weird today.

[ooc: up for a few hours, so who wants waffles?]

Current Mood: hungry

the_merriest

Rikku stood at the edge of the preserve. "Okay, are we ready for this?"

She looked around at the others, wondering why she was nervous. It was a lichen. A plant. This was totally doable. Probably.

They had spray bottles of some mixture of holy water and weed killer - Hermione had said it was Fred's idea, and whoever this Fred was, he was a genius. And they had their own wits and strength and luck. Plenty enough to take on an insane plant and save her roommate. This lichenthrope was going down.

She wasn't nervous. Mostly.

[OOC: D'OH! Come in to lichenchat on AIM for planning purposes! My bad!]

Current Mood: predatory

imissmydolphin.livejournal.com

Lucas went around and picked up the people he said he would, then headed down to the back of the dorms to wait for the others.

[Locked to plotty people please. OOC post for people involved.]

ihatedenmark.livejournal.com

After seeing all that he could see in the school, Simba scampered on down to the school grounds. He felt more comfortable out in the grass and bushes than trapped inside the tight school buildings. so far, this had seemed like a good day.

If you listened carefully, you also might have been able to hear the faint sounds of musical theatre in the air.

[OOC: Main thread is ~~locked to people have been asked~~ now open. The rest of the post is open to all.]

Current Mood: artistic

kawalsky.livejournal.com

The giant pillow/blanket/chair fort of awesome was still up from last night. Thankfully, someone had turned the TV off so Rescued by the Alarm wasn't on anymore. Kawalsky had fallen asleep during that really bad murder mystery weekend episode where Zeke was in on it the whole time.

Worst episode ever.

He emerged from the fort and eyed the common room kitchenette. This situation called for pancakes. He got to it, being a pancake ninja and all.

"Pancakes! Get your pancakes."

[OOC: Free pancakes! Feel free to come in or say that you stayed there the whole night in the fort. I'll be here until I fall asleep.]

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.]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

After getting back from Vegas, Bridge goes up to the third floor to collect his favourite teammate ever and tell her all about his Brilliant Plan.

Which is why Bridge and Z are now in the middle of the second floor common room, surrounded by massive amounts of Lego.

[ooc: open like a common room is!]

nadiathesaint

Nadia figured that if she was going to be in an actual band, she ought to be doubly sure she was practicing every day.

So she hit the roof, as she was prone to do, with her guitar and a song stuck in her head.

( cut for lyrics )

Moody? Maybe a bit.

[ooc: open]

Current Music: Anna Begins - Counting Crows

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Dean hauled the bags of ingredients he and Sammy had ~~handwavily~~ bought in town into the kitchen and dumped them on the counter.

"There," he said, turning to his brother. "I think we've got everything."

[ooc: open, feel free to come heckle the pie makers.]

Current Mood: productive

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

All dried off after Scoobying that afternoon, Bridge is now curled up on a couch in the common room, watching reruns of The Amazing Sci-Fi Submarine Show¹. Because it amuses him to watch a show from over ten years ago that supposedly takes place in his time.

[ooc: 1: seaQuest DSV. also, open for great yay.]

willbedone.livejournal.com

When Willow woke up she knew at once what she had to do and where she had to be. Also she knew that she was Nadia. Which was not so much true but at least it accurately represented her state of mind.

Which is why, after running some errands, she was now on the roof of the dorms with her backpack and a pastry box beside her.

This was also why she felt an urge to sing.

Now the thing with Willow is that 1) she couldn't sing and 2) she had no idea what songs Nadia sang while she was up on the roof doing her roof-singing thing.

Willow was nothing if not a girl who innately tried to do her best anyway.

( So she sang... )

"Nadia" nodded in satisfaction at what she felt was a roof-singing job well done, and sat and waited to see if anyone felt like joining her.

[open!]

Current Mood: confused

chasingangela

Angela had spent most of the weekend holed up in her room, deliberately working her way through a Francesca Lia Block anthology and emerging only to sip oversweetened coffee and gaze soulfully at fruit salad.

But all good things must come to an end. Which is why she was in the common room, watching an I Love the 90's marathon on VH-1 and hoping someone would tell her she doesn't look that goofy.

Company would be welcome.

[OOC: Open post.]

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Dean was ensconced in front of the tv, plenty of unhealthy snacks within easy reach. On the tv was something with a lot of car chases and explosions. Perfect for mindless viewing.

[ooc: open for interaction]

Current Mood: relaxed

untouchableskin.livejournal.com

After being instructed to return to the dorms, Marie decided she may as well still cook since she had ~~handwavy~~ bought the food the previous day.

So she set up to start assembling lasagna in the common room. Maybe a home cooked meal would comfort some people.

lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com

Dawn woke up and padded to the bathroom, showering while there was still hot water, brushed her teeth and hair, tying it up in a ponytail because it was hot. She got dressed and grabbed a notebook and pen, then went into the living room, where she tried to write a letter to Buffy. So far she wasn't having much luck.

[ooc: Open to Meerkats and anyone else who feels like flailing.]

Current Mood: sleepy

threeweapons.livejournal.com

Alanna sat on the floor, apparently reading a book. Every once in a while Faithful would make a remark and Alanna would make a vague attempt at trying to hit him. She missed every time and was very easily disturbed.

tyler-gone.livejournal.com

Tyler was up early, or maybe he hadn't slept at all. Bob had come back during the night and stood at attention near the door of 311, ignoring Tyler's requests that he leave as thoroughly as he had when he first joined Project Mayhem.

In the morning light, he followed Tyler into the common room. Tyler made a huge pot of coffee while Bob tuned the television to the most violent cartoon being broadcast -- something called Arachnid Girl Who is Hispanic.

Nursing his coffee, Tyler settled in to watch, the ghost taking an awkward seat and grinning from a space on the floor.

Current Mood: exhausted

strongestgirl.livejournal.com

Pippi had put up posters last night. So she got up early to make pancakes, because setting something down on poster board and going over it in glitter is like a sacred trust. Or something.

So here she is wearing a big cotton night shirt and bunny slippers in the 5th Floor Commonroom flipping up a flock of flapjacks to the music playing on her laptop.

She might be singing a little song about pancakes to herself and doing a little dance...

"Mumble mumble blah blah... pancakes don't lie... hmmm mmmm hmmmm hmmmm."

[[ooc: Open! Please ping me off my one OCD comment or I may not see you come in and that would be sad. If you want to get pancakes or talk to Pippi that is. Otherwise, comment as normal. :D]]

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Location: 5th floor CR
Current Music: Morning Music from Pier Gint

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Dean had spent yesterday pretty much just lazing about doing nothing, but inspired both by talking with Sammy about cooking and teaching Alec some simple junkfood recipes (although he suspected the real lesson that had been imparted was if you want something to eat, go bug Dean), he was up relatively early this Sunday morning ensconced in the common room kitchen, making up breakfast. Nothing fancy, just bacon, eggs and toast, but the smells were making his mouth water.

He deliberately cooked far more than he could eat himself both because he was used to cooking for more than just one person and because one thing he'd learned about this place was if you cook it, they will come. Dean dished himself up a plate, covered the rest to keep it warm and settled down to eat in front of the tv.

Idly he wondered if Sammy's radar for his cooking would work from one floor below.

[OOC: free brekkie, come and get it]

Current Mood: eating

nadiathesaint

Nadia was pretty drunk by the time she got back from Caritas. But as she got back to her room, she suddenly remembered: her country had just won a game in the World Cup. They were going on to the next round.

That required proper celebrating.

She pulled out an Argentine flag and as much blue and white as she could find.

A few moments later, she was running through the dorm hallways, the flag tied around her neck like a cape and jumping up and down. With not a lot of coordination.

Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!

[ooc: open. Come tell her to shut up or join in the celebrating, whatever.

ETA Yes, Nadia is now shirtless]

peter--parker.livejournal.com

Peter felt the need to actually get out of his room and be around people, so he marched himself down the hall to the common room. He turned the television to something random. It turned out to be something about people dancing. It was strangely hypnotic and he couldn't quite bring himself to turn it off.

He also couldn't quite explain why he made popcorn during the first commercial break.

[OOC: There's enough popcorn and kinda stupid television for all.]

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Having woken up early, Buffy padded into the common room, found a box of no-owner cereal, poured herself a bowl and sat down crosslegged in front of the TV to watch Completely Spooks. Perhaps later there would be a Bitterwoman rerun too!

ooc: open!

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Being someone who was pretty much naturally predisposed to being honest on any given day, Bridge really didn't see a reason to hide in his room. So here he was, sprawled out on a couch and idly flipping through channels until he caught a snippet of an all-too-familiar theme song. And for some reason, he can't bring himself to just flip past it. It's kind of like that thing where you just can't stop staring at a car accident right in front of you.

Yep. Bridge is watching Dekaranger.

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

Buffy was sitting by the camp fire, absently doodling hearts in her notebook while thinking things over. Later she would go shopping for a nice pretty mobile with Alec, but right now she was thinking serious thoughts.

Hopefully she wouldn't be stuck with them all day.

She was definitely disturbable.

ooc: open for all!

tyler-gone.livejournal.com

There are basketballs. There's a shiny court. There are two stacks of t-shirts, one solid blue, one solid gold, and signs asking players to pick a color and pull it on.

It's time to practice.

[OOC: ~~Please to wait for~~ OCD's up, go nuts.]

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

After setting a bag of items she'd ~~hanwavey~~ purchased earlier just inside the doorway to the cabin, Molly sat down on the steps to read her comic books. Yep, settling in for a nice afternoon of reading, that's all. If she should just happen to be able to see who was coming and going from Stickbug all afternoon, that was just pure coincidence. It was also coincidence that she looked around to see who else was about whenever any other Meerkats showed up.

Yup, just a lazy afternoon.

[[OOC: Marked thread locked to Meerkats and NFB. Otherwise, open to anyone.]]

peter--parker.livejournal.com

After waking up and finding something missing from each of their alcoves, the super sons of the Stickbug decided it was even more important to go through with their completely serious plan for peace.

Very quietly, the Stickbugs set up a table for their apology breakfast treat they promised a few days ago. A large cheesecake - that they in no way boobytrapped - was the centerpiece of this grand table of apology. Next to the cheesecake was all the coffee the Meerkats could drink - which was in no way boobytrapped for real because doing things to coffee was understood to be a hanging offense - and a sign that said "Sorry," making this the ultimate in peace offerings!

During this set up, a Stickbug who shall remain nameless at the moment walked around to the back of the cabin where the plumbing came in and made a small but important change.

The stage was set and the mighty Stickbugs stood there, waiting quietly for the Meerkats to ~~fall into their trap~~ wake up and accept this peace offering with the kind of skepticism that would truly be rewarded.

As they waited, they couldn't help but wonder where exactly their underwear was.

[OOC: ~~Currently locked to the Stickbugs and any Meerkats who may be waking up.~~There's been a cake explosion. You can probably notice this. And as a note to any Meerkats who might want to shower after this, your hot water has been turned off.]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

There's no campfire, but after her Beach workshop, Isabel took a seat outside the cabin with a copy of one Angelica Desmesnes's classics. She had a feeling people might want to talk to her today.

[ooc: Here for all hair coloring needs. Also? I'm going to be on extreme slowplay after about 11:15 this morning. Sorry about that but RL calls.]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

As the sun rose over Fandom, an unusual sight could be observed. Eight beds were lined up in the main activity area. As the sky brightened, the strange white mist that had surrounded the beds most of the night disappeared, leaving behind eight sleeping Stickbugs and a small sleeping black cat.

The only witness? A lone teal deer that had wandered by, attracted not by a boring speech but by the sight of the brightly colored, not normally seen in nature, hair that each of the sleeping campers appeared to have grown. Startled as the campers started to stir, it bounded away.

[ooc: Stickbug hair color is up to each Stickbug. Isabel will be around the Meerkat cabin after morning workshop to change it back]

Current Mood: amused

tyler-gone.livejournal.com

It was late. Very, very late.

The men of Stickbug had either done manly things all day that made them very tired, or were at least faking it. Tyler, the two Peters, Charlie, Jamie, Greg, Cameron and John all snored away soundly in their alcoves.

Sleep. It's where they are vikings.

[OOC: For the foul Meerkat invaders, who have full modding rights. I have comment notifications turned off on this, so ping me on AIM if you need anything.]

Current Mood: exhausted
Current Music: "Sleep of the Just," Elvis Costello

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory, grumpy after her morning and afternoon, was curled up in the Meerkat common room with her laptop. She had five episodes of Large Affection, the show about polygamy set in Alaska, to watch.

And as she watched, she idly tossed a ball for Vladdie and periodically dabbed lotion on her arm.

Yes, she had showered.

Yes, she was still occasionally finding sticks in her hair.

Yes, she was sporting a bit of a sunburn.

And yes, her right arm was covered in red splotches.

No, she really didn't want to talk about it.

[open to all Meerkats and any visitors!]

like-a-sponge.livejournal.com

Greg, it should be noted, was neither emo nor pouty.

'Thoughtful' might be a good word to use, though, and on someone like Greg, it may have beared a passing resemblance to emo. Perhaps emo's second cousin, or the like.

In any case, he was there, poking gently at the hot embers with a stick and trying to keep the smoke from hitting him in the face.

[Open like an open thing that's open to people who want to visit the Stickbug campfire omg.]

multiplez

Unable to sleep, Z took her SPD handbook and The Amethyst Flower and went to the common room to read. Either she'd read until she was sleepy, or somebody would come by and distract her. Either way would be fine by her.

((Open for interaction))

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