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cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Having been neglecting the gym in favour of running, Cameron decided to make up for it today. As he settled down on one of the weight machines, his gnome installed himself on a towel and went to back sleep.

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.]

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Anyone passing by Stickbug in the wee hours might notice quite a bit of pudding left around the cabin, a trail of which led back into the woods.

An even closer observer would notice Eip Gnomes creeping around and amusing themselves with the pudding.

As the pudding ran out, the gnomes grew unhappy and made their way into the cabin.

Stickbug boys would wake to find tiny gnomes cuddling them in their beds, because that's what happens when promises of pudding run out.

[omg I am a Stickbugmodder. Y'all can decide if there's a gnome in bed with you not dirty. I know Greggie has a gnome - can't speak for the rest of you. And no, they're not going to go away unless we give them something, and the Meerkats know what. :) Also, locked to the Stickbugs, at least for the time being.]

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.]]

1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com

WELCOME TO CHEERLEADER TRYOUTS!

Bleachers have been pulled out for the audience to sit on, the judges are in place (at least some of them are there at all times), there's a CD player there for your music, but no food or drinks, so bring your own or be entrepreneuring.

~~wait for~~ OCD is up! Come cheer! or watch cheer! or Judge!
Judges: Buffy, Alec, Marie, Molly, Lana, Phoebe, Janet
Cheerleader spots open: 3-5

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.]

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Having dragged their beds to their cabin which apparently hadn't been stolen or painted pink, first thing Cameron did was grab a shower (no, the colours hadn't come out of his hair) and get into warm clothes before he started stripping down his bed from the damp sheets.

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

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

After an extremely lazy day of sleeping in late and doing very little ~~other than up finishing threads from yesterday~~, Isabel wandered out and started the Meerkat campfire. She's got everything needed to make S'mores and coconut angels. Off to the side a CD case is open and the CD is glowing slightly. It's also playing music.

Life is good.

[Open to all! Even Stickbugs.]

[ooc: Coconut angels are thick slices of french bread that's dipped in condensed milk, rolled in coconut and then toasted over the fire. Sounds bizarre but it tastes great.]

Current Mood: happy
Current Music: Lowen & Navarro - If I was the rain

once-a-king.livejournal.com

Peter was definitely not going to give the impression he was staying away from his own cabin due to fear of possible reprisal from any events that might have occurred earlier in the day. So he made a fire in the Stickbugs' firepit and was poking at it perhaps just a bit more often than was necessary.

He sat close enough to the fire to be able to read his book by its light between pokes. He most definitely was not dumb enough to keep his whole attention on the book. Just because he didn't want to give the impression of hiding didn't mean he wasn't keeping an eye out for revenge-seekers.

[[OOC: Open to all!]]

once-a-king.livejournal.com

Peter had gone to bed early so he wasn't particularly surprised that he woke up extra early in the morning.

After changing into workout clothes, he headed down to the gym hoping to get a bit of swordwork done before meeting Susan in town.

Once in the gym, he made straight for 'his' practice sword and started moving through footwork drills as a warm up

OOC - open for all your gym-ly needs!

anextimeagent.livejournal.com

The nametag and pen stuffed under Jack's door were a bit surprising. Since he wasn't technically a new student, he compromised and just wore the name tag. ~~If someone wanted to write his name on [his forehead or wherever] later, he wouldn't object.~~ Combining nametags with shirtless day didn't seem like such a good idea: where were people supposed to stick their nametags once they stripped out of their shirts?

Shirtless, name tag stuck to the pocket of his black jeans, Jack was currently dancing in the kitchen. Yeah, he knew shirtless day didn't start until after dinner, he just didn't want to wait.

If you thought he was cooking, you wouldn't be wrong. No pancakes, but there's bacon, eggs, toast and coffee.

Lots and lots of coffee.

soldtoarmenians

Well, it's sort of Xander's common room now. In the way that it belongs to everybody, and most of his associations with it involve certain red-clad authority figures more than other students, and there's no kitchen. But anyway.

There's a kitchen in 121. He made brownies. Yes, from a box. They're on the table by the tv.

Which is playing a classic black&white First Mister episode of Mr. What, because it's a little late to try convincing anybody around here that he's not a geek.

With a purple frog. Who's watching from his tank on a conveniently-placed end table. Actually Jeremiah probably has the better view.

Current Mood: amused
Current Location: the lobby, dur

fh_jackass

Logan was in the kitchen. Cooking. Because when you were in a kitchen, working with a blender, you could call it cooking. Even if the result was more beverage-y than food-y. It was practically summer, anyway. Perfect time for a cold iced drink. With tequila.

The television was playing "Annie".

Current Mood: chipper

chasingangela

Laden with a duffle bag and a backpack, Angela felt like she was moving everything she owned as she prepared to head to the airport. Or, more accurately, she was carrying half of what she owned and making Marty carry the other half.

Not quite idly, she wondered if she should add a sweater. Or another pair of pajamas. And maybe she should have bought a third swimsuit.

Of course, she wasn't obsessing over packing because she didn't want to think about how much she would miss everyone at school. Nope. Not at all.

The thought made her sigh, so she crammed one more book into her duffle and surveyed the current pile of luggage, then began to idly pace the lobby, waiting for the rickshaw cab.

[OOC: Say bye to Angela and Marty here, if you wish. I'm ~~around until 11 EST and then~~ back ~~about 2:30~~. Also, consider phone messages telling their friends when they were leaving handwaved into existence.]

once-a-king.livejournal.com

Peter was certainly not making sure he was out of the room before his roommate woke up, no. He always gets up this early.

He stumbled into the gym wearing his tunic and leggings and found a rattan practice sword in one of the cupboards. No shield or partner, but he could practice as well by himself.

After stretching out completely, he moved onto some of the mats and started working through old footwork drills.

OOC: Open for all your gym-going needs.

joxertehmighty.livejournal.com

Joxer stared.

There was a box. With tiny flickering images. And sounds.

He had no clue that it was The Long Haul starring Aaron Echolls on some random movie channel, or that it was a TV, or any of that.

He just sort of stared. Entranced.

[ooc: Open for All Your Shiny Happy 4th Floor Common Room needs!]

kawalsky.livejournal.com

For all newcomers:

Welcome to Fandom High!

Top 10 Things to Keep in Mind

1) Gremlins bite. The results are, on occasion, hilarious.
2) Locker 327 might suck you in or play poker with you. It's hard to tell which.
3) There was a giant squid in the pool, but it's gone now. No one knows when it will be back.
4) Food isn't safe. Cafeteria food can do weird things, and Wonka's candy can too.
5) Don't emo everywhere. It won't make you any friends.
6) You can even get detention at summer camp.
7) If you're ever lonely, switch on a TV in the common room and you'll get company.
8) Be careful of the big, gnarly tree outside. It will throw you into the lake.
9) There's no place like Fandom, but we're all in this together.
10) SECOND FLOOR ~~thinks that they~~ RULES! ALL ~~Just humor them.~~

blonde-elle.livejournal.com

According to the information packet the gym facilities were for everyone. Elle rolled out of bed, washed her face and put her hair into a ponytail and went down to get some quality time with the StairMaster before the crowd came in.

The gym did get crowded, right?

[ooc: open for everyone! And now in the right spot!]

can_be_more

Aeryn really has been meaning to get back here more. She's just been... busy. and really, when she keeps having increasingly disturbing conversations over the last few days, it's time to hit something. It's either that or freak out more, and she's decided the last thing isn't an option.

The punching bag probably never misses her.

[I am avoidinating cleaning. Help me.]

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

Molly handed in her last project yesterday so she'd slept most of today. Therefore, she'd missed morning announcements about the end of the laundry room strike. So, this left her wearing an overly large t-shirt that said 'Property of the USAF' tucked into a pair of old denim shorts. Her feet were also bare of shoes or socks.

She was currently lounging on the couch watching cartoons.

walter-n-wires.livejournal.com

Walter and Nadia had done their shopping at All and Sundries and Walter has theme decorations and treats for a pirate's birthday. StuCo has supplied Chinese food (on Cinco de Mayo) and there is pirate themed music because the Schottische is obligatory tonight.

Come, eat, drink, celebrate surviving a school year and the birthday of Fandom's favorite girl pirate.

[ooc: OCD threads up. ~~Please wait for the OCD threads, or ~~ghost pirates~~ ~~pirate ghosts~~ ghost pirates will come to your home and refuse to parlay.~~]

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory sat behind a table, yearbooks piled high on it.

Clearly, they're there for a purpose. She had a list, as well, of students, and was checking them off as people picked up their yearbooks.

[Headache of doom has subsided slightly - if you want interaction, that's cool. Just ping in the "Talk to Rory" thread. You can also just have your character pick up their book and OMG IGNORE HER, or handwave the whole thing. Oh - yearbooks are free, too. Service of the school. So don't worry about character finances.]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

There's a table loaded with yummy baked goods from J,GOB and lots of coffee. A sign on the table said:

Coffee & Baked Goods
Courtesy of the Student Council
Good luck on your finals.

Isabel's brought her puzzle mat out and is once again cursing the stupid puzzle. Any help is appreciated.

[ooc: slow play until about 9 tonight.]

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

After changing clothes - it was his last clean workout outfit so he really hoped the laundry strike was going to end soon - Cameron headed down to the gym to practice for his Self-Defence exam later today.

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Cameron headed up the stairs, returning from Medieval History Class. He wasn't really paying much attention to anything as he headed down the hallway towards his room.

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Rory was in the lobby with as many pillowcases as she could find, and was wearing her bestest party dress. It was BLUE. She had pink tights on, too, and pretty yellow ribbons in her hair.

She was attempting to fasten a pillowcase to her head with bobbypins. Because all brides need a veil.

A sign that she had carefully made and stuck up as high as she could reach - so yes, about three feet up - on the wall read, GET MAREED HEEERE.

Vladdie was bouncing around, so VERY excited. Weetiny people! Eeee!

She had also raided her own stash of goodies, and there was a cake made of Hostess products piled up. It would have to do.

[ooc: Because seriously, how many little kids would love to play pretend wedding? ~~And yes, I'm OCD threading this. Hang on~~ okay, we're good, omg!]

can_be_more

Aeryn doesn't like doing things that might embarrass herself. However, it's also Sunday morning and she knows what time it is. Some things are just more Important.

So she wakes up early, makes her way into the second floor common room, careful of anyone who may be camped out there, and turns on the TV.

She might sing along with the "Smile Time" theme song. She's definitely swaying back and forth with the music. For she is five.

just-add-starch.livejournal.com

Fraser's surprised the lobby is so quiet on a Saturday afternoon. Usually students are coming and going and, with the end of term so near, he'd thought the noise would be even moreso.

Everything is quiet.

This is either really good...or really bad.

[One adult here for all your weetiny fun needs.]

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

In the wee small hours of the morning, Molly couldn't sleep. Not wanting to wake Pippi, she left their room to see if anyone else was awake this late. Or early. All the common rooms were empty, so once she made it down to the second floor, she decided to watch TV for a while.

Which is why anyone who came into the common room would find (a normal sized) Molly asleep on the couch with the TV still on.

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

While it wasn't exactly abnormal for Cameron to be in the gym, this time he was there with a purpose. He was already pulling on a pair of gloves as he waited for the 2nd floor defier to show up.

((ZOMG, I'm even giving this OCD threads. ~~So wait for it!~~ Yay!))

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Bridge is in the Common Room, notebook on his lap as he studies for finals.

Of course, he'd probably be better able to focus on studying if the TV wasn't on. But there it was.

notstakedyet.livejournal.com

Anyone coming into the second floor common room would notice somebody who looked a heck of a lot like Angel, except:

1) He was wearing a ~~tight~~ green t-shirt and blue jeans

and

2) PINK HAT ZOMG

Clearly something was afoot.

Current Mood: dorky

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

After Maths, Cameron headed down to the gym. He really wasn't spending enough time in here as of late, he had some catching up to do.

notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com

Elizabeth made herself comfortable, a pile of prom tickets besides her, and settled down for a long day.

[[ocd threads ~~coming up~~ all done. I'll be at the computer for probably most of the afternoon, but alas - essay writing]]

Current Location: First floor lobby

psycho-barbie.livejournal.com

Waking early, Callisto headed down to the gym to get some excerise.

Picking up a practice sword, she started going through some basic drills.

[ooc: Open for all your gymly needs.]

Current Mood: bouncy

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

The common room was decorated much more elaborately than normal for birthday parties, since it was supposed to be six times the party, after all.

Thre were drinks, and snacks, and cake for all, and a table for presents.

Happy birthday, Aeryn, Anakin, Isabel, Angela Peter and Archie.

[ooc: ~~Please to be waiting for the OCD~~ It's up, have at it!]

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

There's only so much napping and cleaning up that you can do before you really need to get out. Apparently things have been quiet because the common room still has a whole lot of chocolate eggs lying around.

Cameron picks up most of the eggs and then starts to divide them into a white chocolate and dark chocolate army. He ends up with a pretty big battle field of chocolate eggs.

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Sunday morning and maybe he shouldn't have slept in the middle of the day yesterday. The dreams hadn't really helped sleeping in, but he was quickly putting them out of his mind as he worked on the bag with vigour.

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Still wearing the superhero costume, he was sitting at the table in the common room. The books he retrieved from the library were spread out before him. His attention was fully on the Bible he was currently reading. Once in a while, he'd shake his head and would make a note in the margin of the book before reading on.

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Early night or not, Cameron was still tired and had woken up way too early. His room had felt too small, so he headed down to the gym. He ignored the punching bag, though, and settled for the tread mill and weight lifting machines.

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Look, it's a gym. Cameron ends up going there on a daily basis. Deal. Or join him.

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Cameron's in the gym, working on the bag after some warming up on the machines. Every hit or kick, he contemplates the simple truths of life. Lemurs like The Brave and the Handsome. Girls are confusing. Ghosts like the Spice Girls. Girlkissy is hot, but only if Molly and Cally aren't involved. Or any freshmen for that matter. He really needs to clean up his part of the dorm room. Girls are really confusing. Zombies stink. Crichton is the pudgy one. Girls are very confusing. Aeryn Sun can kick his ass. Anakin's got all the cool powers. And girls are just really frelling confusing.

sensethevisions

Veronica and Phoebe are bustling around, making sure everything is ready for the big event.

They just hope there is some kissing.

Phoebe looked up from where she was decorating and frowned.

"V? Do you think all of them will actually kiss?"

"Well, I know I'm willing to do it just to prove a point. Logan's sick, so he won't be here. What about Bel?"

"As of last night he was going to," she said.

Veronica hid a smirk. "And I'm guessing since Cally and Kara were campaigning, they will. So at least that's something."

Phoebe laughed. "That's because Cally and Kara are just that damn awesome."

"Well, I think we're ready," Veronica said, setting up the napkins and stepping back to survey the lobby. "Let's just hope people show up!"

[ooc: slow play liek woah due to time zones.]

Current Music: Elton John - I Just Can't Wait to Be King

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Sometime during the day, a package is left outside of room 417. Inside are a few items which will hopefully help Jaye sleep.

( There's a small note on top of it which really no one else should read )

bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com

Molly sat on the floor, slumped back against the couch, watching TV.

cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Sunday evening boredom. Cameron's in the common room bouncing a tennisball against the wall. It's more interesting than homework and other things. There might be some chocolate cake still about if you get there on time.

Also, there's definitely no Spice Girls music.

peter--parker.livejournal.com

After detention, Peter came to the common room to set up RISK. The board was set up, the pieces were out... the only thing left to do was start the game.

( Game Board )

( List of Territories )

[OOC: For rules on how this is working, look here or ping me (AIM: bugofjustice). Please wait for OCD threads for everything after the game starts. Sign Up and Chatting is good to go! I should have the territories worked out within the next 20 minutes.]

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