Roger is sprawled out on the deck, guitar in hand. There's a big cup of coffee on the table next to him, along with a notebook, covered with illegible writing. His pen's tucked behind his ear, in case inspiration should hit.

For now, he's content to play whatever comes to mind. Feel free to talk to him, he won't mind. He might even take

And here we have something we haven't had in a while. Maureen, who's been rather MIA lately, is now stretched out somewhere, flipping through a magazine. She's waiting for someone interesting to show up.

And if certain people don't show up sometime today with birthday gifts, there just might be hell to pay later.

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This is a very bouncy sixteen year old boy. Say hi! :D

Hey! I'm Connor -- friends call me Tweak!

*Zanna and Roberta have apparently been plotting, because on a table somewhere there is now a pumpkin-shaped bucket full of mini candy bars. Zanna has, with great restraint, refrained from turning it pink. They're free for the taking, but anyone who eats on will, if they're single, fall for the next (single) person they see. If in a relationship, ( Read more... )

Off to the side, Mark has his camera set up in front of a lone deck chair.

Um, okay, here's the deal. I'm making a film about the how people view homosexuality, heterosexuality, and all the sexualities in between. If you have an opinion and don't mind it being filmed, please come by and see me. I'll be here -- until people are finished, I guess.

Out of nowhere, there's a young, pretty blonde woman. Looking confused. Very confused. Which means that if you've seen her before, she looks a lot more vulnerable than she ever has before.

And she's quite literally staring around her, but then again, it's a little unnerving when you open the door to your bedroom and are suddenly on a ship. Not ( Read more... )

*is wearing a rather small sundress as opposed to her usual jeans-and-tshirt combo, and has her hair back in a braid, and is (gasp) wearing makeup.

All thanks to Glinda*

*mutters to self* A fucking dress, what the hell?

[[OOC: Luther is welcome to ogle, Zanna is welcome to try to find out if he can help at all with her love life, anyone else is ( Read more... )

There is a very disconcerted-looking man leaning against the railing. Wearing a bulky, oversized sweatshirt with the hood pulled up, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. He's a lot younger than he looks ( Read more... )

*a petite brunette is here now.

Blinking, rather confusedly.*

What the hell?

*if you listen closely, you can hear a hint of a southern accent.*

[[OOC: This is April from RENT. April Dupree, 21 at time of death... yeah. She's a sweetie, but can be rough around the edges.

Mimi and Sarah, I blame you.]]