[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com
After getting his one class completed, Alex found his way onto the roof to smoke. It was a warm night but it was clear and that meant he could stay up here for awhile and not worry about dying of heat or getting rained on. With a free day tomorrow, getting the relaxation started early just seemed like the thing to do.

He stuck a cigarette in his mouth and lit it, letting it hang from his lips for a few moments before blowing out a cloud of smoke. He wasn't stressed by any means of the imagination but after being a girl and spending most of his weekend being lazy, it was nice to be himself and outside.

And see, he was even being nice, getting out of the room in case Griff wanted it. He was all heart.

[the roof is open!]
[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com
It was a quiet night. Just after midnight, a steady rain had started falling, drenching the island quickly and showing no sign of slowing. A few hours later, at 2am, the peace of the night was broken when the fire alarm started blaring. It would shrilly blare, stop and then repeat the same shrill blare two seconds later. And it was not going to stop until the all clear was given.

Thus, all the students had to carry their tired selves from their snuggly significant others or their snuggly beds to go wait IN THE RAIN on the dorm lawn. The fire department was making sure all the students were a safe distance away from the school so there were no awnings to hide under. All the students would be stuck out in the steady rain.

The fire department headed into the building but this could take awhile. Enjoy your fire drill, kids!

[IT'S FIRE DRILL TIEMS! Just remember it's raining but it's warm. Have fun! See here for fire drill details! And take a look here for our previous fire drill!]
[identity profile] wantstocheer.livejournal.com
Claire was in a great mood this morning. She felt like a huge weight was lifted from her shoulders thanks to her conversation with Dinah last night. Plus there was the whole normal hormones thing.

And maybe thinking about Jon a little.

She was awake far earlier than she needed to be, so she headed down to the common room and found what she needed to bake some cookies. She put the radio on and might even be singing along a little.


[open as common rooms are!]
[identity profile] morpherboy.livejournal.com
Marco was half passed out on a couch in the common room. The problem with being a wolf all day was that he kept having to re-morph and wolves used different muscles then humans. The result was that he felt like he had run about forty miles and was refusing to move.

He did have the energy to put on one of the meta forJames Bond movies and put out a few bowls of mints. Yeah. Mints.
[identity profile] rocksthescarf.livejournal.com
Chuck's little, ah, problem had cleared up yesterday but he didn't let himself out of his self-imposed imprisonment until Friday afternoon. He wouldn't put it past Peter to lull him into a false sense of security and then make it all come back while he was in public or something. He went to the roof after the cheerleading auction with a couple joints to get stoned out of his mind. He planned on staying high for most of the weekend, actually. Probably not the smartest thing to do since at some point he wanted to go get that camera from Dean but, whatever. This was fun.

[Open roof, open post]
[identity profile] flashesforinfo.livejournal.com
A hard day treasure hunting, and Angela... well, hadn't honestly come up with a whole lot of real treasure. She had Chuck's watch and a whole lot of candy she'd scavenged from various common rooms... That was really about it.

It was probably all that sugar that had her still bouncing, and she'd barely made her way through a fraction of it.

She'd moved her blanket fort from her room into the common room, and was dancing along to music all the while making use of the couches and all the cushions she could find to make it the best little blanket fort it could possibly be.

Be nice enough, and she might even share her sleepover space.

[[Open like a common room is!]]
[identity profile] iruinenglish.livejournal.com
At 2 am exactly, a loud buzzing sound rang through the dorms. An not just any buzzing. A loud, obnoxious "BZZZT!" followed by a two-second pause, followed by another "BZZZT!", followed by another two-second pause, followed by a... You get the idea. And the really bad part was the way it tended to feel like it was inside your head when it "BZZZT"ed as you were passing by in the halls.

So due to the "BZZZT"ing and fire safety regulations, the students had to drag their tired, cranky selves out of bed (or whatever), make their way down the halls and stairwells, and file out onto the dorm lawn in the chilly, damp weather, and did we mention it was 2 am?

The Fandom fire department was on hand, but they'd probably make everyone wait for a while just because they were cranky, too.


[And here is your fire drill post! See here for details.

How did it take us three years to do this, game? How?]
gobrookeyourself: (party girl)
[personal profile] gobrookeyourself
Brooke had had the TV on while she was setting up in the common room above the Super Bowl party. Not that there was a lot of setting up to do. She figured they had that covered downstairs, so she put out extra snacks, drinks in those red solo cups (what was in them, she wasn't telling, because that would get her in trouble), and Altoids. Lots and lots of Altoids. ...And maybe a camera, just in case anything good happened.

And once they went to commercial after the first half, Brooke just had to sit back and wait for people to show up.


[Light OCD coming! is up! Get your kissy on!]
gobrookeyourself: (up to something)
[personal profile] gobrookeyourself
Brooke was out early today, having worked on party-planning enough to feel good about putting up the posters. Which was what she was doing now, making sure every hallway had at least one, or two, or sixteen of its very own. Had to make sure the word got out, right?

cut for image! )


[Open if you want to catch her in the halls.

TEXT: Halftime Shows are boring
Come to this one instead!
GIRLKISSY PARTY!
Come educate our less fortunate students by macking on another girl!
SUNDAY in the CR during the Super Bowl halftime
Yes, boys, you can totally watch.
(This has been a Brooke Davis production, in honor of that porn guy)]
gobrookeyourself: (happy)
[personal profile] gobrookeyourself
Congratulations, second floor common room, you were getting decorated courtesy of Brooke Davis today. Blame it on the weetiny carolers putting her in a Christmassy mood, but she'd gone out and bought a mass of moddable decorations to put up. Maybe if she had stuff left over, she'd take to the stairwells or something.

So that's what Brooke was doing, letting the tiny carolers carol their tiny hearts out. And she'd even taken using mistletoe liberally, not that she was standing under it with anyone she didn't want to.


[Oooooooooooopen!]
[identity profile] new-to-liirness.livejournal.com
Liir had had some laundry to do, which had gotten done earlier today, and now was getting to some baking.

The first tray, the madeleines, were already done and had been separated; most on a platter for anyone who would come by and the rest in small bags for him to keep in his bag.

The second tray, which had just come out required coating in the chocolate sauce that was carefully simmering on the stove. Watching both the tray and the pan, Liir had to admit from the lovely chocolate mint smell that the new recipe was one he would have to use again.

Though he had to wonder why it was called a 'thin mint' with all that butter in it...

[open as common rooms are, with thin mint approximations!]
gobrookeyourself: (dimple flash)
[personal profile] gobrookeyourself
With the Food Network on for noise and inspiration, Brooke was cooking.

No, seriously. There was food in the process of being prepared, and she was all cute in her apron and everything. The food would probably even be edible when it was all done. She'd sort of taken up the whole kitchen with stuff that needed to go into the oven, things that needed to get saran wrapped and put in the fridge, and cookies that were already done and waiting to be eaten and shared because she wasn't very good with self-control. Look, you had to get the important stuff done first.


[LJ sucks and I'm not getting notifications, but dammit I'm home early and I am posting. Open!]
[identity profile] noboynextdoor.livejournal.com
It wasn't like Jess hadn't known that Anakin hated him. But he hadn't been aware of exactly how much he was hated until he'd spent a full day with Jar Jar Binks. They were only around Buffy for a few minutes before she and Jess both agreed that Jar Jar couldn't stay in their room, so they'd mostly been in town instead, with Jess spending most of his time trying to make sure Jar Jar bumped into as few things as possible. When evening rolled around, he decided they had no other option but to camp out in the common room again, and if anyone had a problem with that, Jess figured he could just make the person talk to Jar Jar for a few minutes, and they'd understand. Or, they'd at least flee for the sake of their sanity.

Out of desperation, Jess had turned on the television, and by some miracle, discovered that Jar Jar was absolutely fascinated by the Home Shopping Network's gem collection. Sure, it wasn't keeping him totally quiet, but he was occupied enough that Jess could think about making food without wondering what he could slip sleeping pills into.

[Open!]
sith_happened: (Got you babe)
[personal profile] sith_happened
A slightly gremlin-bit Anakin Skywalker, dressed in a way-too-tight jumpsuit, strode out onto the school lawn.

He stroked his--sadly, invisible--mustache and called out, "Cher? Honey? We're going to be late!"

This was going to be so very bad.

[OOC: Open like a thing that should be recorded by many, many people.]
wantstodirect: (Kinda bored yeah)
[personal profile] wantstodirect
Tony wasn't aware of the movie showing at the gym and so didn't have to make the heart-wrenching choice between Space Battles and Lee Nicholas.

Yes, it was Wednesday at 9 pm, time for Darkest Night again. This week, Raymond Dark and his mortal sidekick James Taylor Grant would uncover an ancient conspiracy of cartographers. Tony had popcorn and soda.

[Open to all!]
[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com
Dean had popcorn, candy, soda and the remote control to the tv. He wasn't exactly sure what was on -- but he figured he could flip channels until he found something interesting.

He also had a toy mouse and a grey cat that would chase said mouse every time he threw it. He looked down at Hunter as the cat brought it back for the umpteenth time. "Shouldn't you be getting tired right about now? What, did you manage to find the kitty equivalent of Red Bull or something?"

Hunter didn't answer beyond staring intently at the toy mouse in his human's hand.

[ooc: open!]

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