Moving through the darkness were several figures. Figures with a plan. With a mission.

Figures who weren't going to take it anymore.

Figures on a mutiny.

A naked mutiny.

[For those who know who they are. Feel free to WTF as the mutineers pass through the campground, though.]

Curled up in his covers, Seely slowly drifted towards wakefulness from the strangest dream of being a kid again, and playing and playing with lots of other kids until they were exhausted.

It had to have been a dream. After all, he'd gotten along with English, which was blatantly against the natural order of things ( Read more... )

Seely blinked awake, it was the weekend, which meant only one thing, cartoons.

Hair sticking up every which way, Seely tumbled out of bed, and scrambled over to the closet to start rummaging through the clothes to find something to wear other than his Bitterwoman pajama bottoms.

[open to the roomie, if she's about, but others welcome too]

Like almost every over morning, Liam woke up with a hangover. Unlike most other mornings however, he didn't wake to the sound of his father berating him for every sin, real or imagined that crossed his mind. Instead there was a horrible caterwauling coming from near his ear. Eyes scrunched shut, he flailed in the direction of the sound until he ( Read more... )

Seely woke up grinning. After stretching lazily, he curled in closer to the warm body in the bed next to him, and tried to go back to sleep.

Seely lay on his bed reading his class notes, trying to come to grips with the fact that today he'd gone on a two day field trip that'd lasted one class period.

[for certain people]

After a very fun, very enjoyable Homecoming, and less fun post-Homecoming Weekend, Seely slept through most of Sunday and all of Monday, only leaving bed to shower. A lot. In cold water ( Read more... )

Seely got up and left his room after spending the night thinking about some of the things his new roomie last night. He made his way to the stairwell for some privacy and pulled out the gizmo that claimed to be a phone. After fumbling with the buttons, he punched in a number ( Read more... )

Seely sat on his bed, rubbing ice over the bruise on his calf from that kinky redhead's psychotic pet, and listening to Parker's message about the band tryouts.

He wondered what was in the water at this school to make for all the crazy.

[ooc: for the roomie]