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old-and-busted.livejournal.com

K had woken up this morning with a Santa hat on his head. And no matter how many times he had taken it off the Santa hat always found a way to appear right back on top of his head.

Needless to say, K was not amused.

However this being the holiday shipping season, K had no choice but to go out and make deliveries of the t-shirt variety and more which is why he was in the first floor lobby with a large sack of goods for certain students and others.

[K is here mostly for Pinkie Pie's students but if you wish a random delivery to occur we can make that happen as well.]

showmetheproof.livejournal.com

Frohike and Langley were whining, then crying, then whining. Scully put them down on the roof, gave them pacifiers and bottles, put in her ear-plugs, and started to write a paper on her laptop that she intended to turn in with them. [Cue X-Files theme.]

"...while my feelings about parenthood are mixed, my feelings about android caretaking are not. Having two subjects made it possible to compare the behaviors between the two models, and determine that their individual programming parameters are separate and complex. Subject F responds better to being given a blanket than Subject L, and Subject L is more likely to imitate behaviors initiated by his co-android...."

"One might question the efficacy of a program designed to drive the caretaker to extreme coping measures, such as alcohol and making dates to initiate sex at some later time (see conversation of 11/12/10 with Wayne, Bruce), however, it can be stated that no amount of so-called 'bonding' takes place when there is the expectation of returning the robotic child substitutes...."

"What do you think, guys? Footnotes or endnotes?"

[ooc: open and very OCD, but that's just Scully.]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Sookie had Top Model on in the background as she whistled tunelessly in the kitchen. Idle hands had made her restless, and tonight found her making a dish of brownies to enjoy in front of the television. (With sprinkles!)

There was a certain irony to the evening, to baking something to eat while watching a show about the ultra-tall and thin, but Sookie didn't really care. Mostly she was giving herself something to do, and hoping that if the squeal of girls didn't draw people in, the smell of chocolate would.

[come keep me from succumbing to a head cold!]

shes-got-legs.livejournal.com

In the fifth floor common room, there was a girl, and this girl was currently sitting on the sofa, with a rolling pin in her hands. Of course, she had always thought of this useful culinary tool as a rofenflet, and she had not been lead to believe that it had anything to do with baking or dough.

It was, however, for flattening. That much was true. It was just that Ariel was using it to flatten her feet. Leaning back in the couch, rolling it over the soles of her feet, and it felt just marvelous! A little difficult to reach, but once you got your balance and the hang of it, it was pretty easy. All the time, Scuttle's explanation was going through her head. A Rofenflet, used by humans on their feet, because how else would they keep their feet so flat?

Ariel didn't want to lose the flatness of her feet! So, before deciding if she was going to do anything exciting today, she was tending to their rolling.

[[ I HAVE BEEN MEANING TO MAKE THIS POST SINCE I FIRST BROUGHT HER IN! Open common room is so very open! ]]

wantstocheer.livejournal.com

True to her promise to Dinah, Claire slipped quietly out of the room when she woke up on Saturday morning, wanting to give her roommate time to get rest and completely unaware of anything amiss in Fandom.

She decided to make pancakes and figured the smell of food would draw in people, so she started making a rather large batch.

[open common room is open with pancakes. mmm pancakes. Claire is herself, obviously.]

need-no-moon.livejournal.com

Jacob had woken up to a lot of snow, a powerless dormitory and a growling stomach. The latter two had cause a problem because cornflakes were just cornflakes and Jacob wanted to more. The blizzard hadn't caused much of an obstacle, not when you could change into a werewolf built to brave cold weather. He'd been across the island in a flash and while he'd gotten some strange looks for showing up in just a pair of jeans at J,GOB, the baker hadn't asked any questions. Which was once more evidence of how much the people on the island had gotten used to situations like this and luckily, the bakery had a back up generator. So Jacob had gotten a huge bag full of pastries for 'those poor students'. He suspected that J,GOB hadn't really been expecting a whole lot of customers.

So now, said bag had been upended on the dinner table. The bag itself had been thrown into the bin in Jake's room. It wouldn't do to have anyone take notice of the teeth marks on it. Jacob lay sprawled upon the couch in just a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, his hair still a little wet, while he munched on a muffin. In his boredom, he might just end up eating his way through the stack of food.

Best not to let him stay bored.

[Brought to you by Food Delivery Services Jacob Black. Open, of course.]

shyest-eyes.livejournal.com

Hinata had figured that even if Warren was more than pleasant about dealing with Yei, that it was only good manners to remove herself (and her cat) from the room at intervals just so he could spend longer than kitten could nap without Yei attempting to stalk and play with his feathers.

Yei was a bit sulky about this move it had to be admitted. She liked the feathers.

At least, until Hinata rolled a brightly coloured ball with bells in it across the floor of the common room and all thoughts of feathers disappeared from Yei’s head as things quickly reoriented themselves, in Yei's view of the world, to ‘Omigod it's moving--moving. My ball! After it! Miiine! HI BALL!’. And a fuzzy white kitten went stampeding after the ball as if it were the best thing ever.

For her part, Hinata contented herself with a book and keeping an eye on Yei.

[Ooopen as common rooms are, yes!]

bitchprince

Just a few hours ago, the flamingoes had given up on their sudden, magical performance, and retreated to their usual perches for the night. The lights had gone out across Fandom Town, and so no one was awake to witness the start of the gentle tinsel snow. Glittering paper floated down, spreading across the fresh snow, coating it in shimmering colours. It was pretty, it was unnoticed, it was...

The fire alarm cut through the air without warning. The fragile peace of Sunday night shattered into tiny little shards, like a lunatic firing bullets into Christmas decorations with utter abandon. The tinsel? Kept falling. The alarm? Would not stop blaring. The firemen? Were out on the town. It was time for the annual 'strange weather' drill, and no man, woman, or angry pseudopod was going to dissuade them from ushering all the students away from the school.

As they rushed into the school, the tinsel kept falling. Enjoy, kids. We hope you stole a coat upon leaving, or you're going to be plenty cold.

[[ HAVE AT THE FIRE DRILL! Go here for our previous fire drill. Y'all know the drill! ... bad pun. bad. ]]

findingelena.livejournal.com

In some ways, it felt like just yesterday that Elena had gotten here. In others, it had been ages.

One thing she was sure of: she was never going to get tired of coming up to the roof and watching the stars at night. She pulled a cigarette out, lit it, and looked for falling stars.

She didn't know any of these constellations. Maybe she should make up her own.

(Very open!)

Current Mood: pensive

blondecanary.livejournal.com

Other people's cognitive dissonance aside, Dinah was finding the latest weirdness totally amusing. Much better than fighting demons or being a vampire. She still had stuff to think over from both those interludes, but at least today was being a good distraction.

Right now she was practicing her air-walking on the roof again, though, and actually doing pretty well at it.

[ooc: totally open, especially to those cognitively dissonant today.]

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