The best place to get sun was the roof. Thus, there was a cat on the roof. Kabuto was actually plotting ways to get himself human again, but that didn't mean he couldn't relax in a sunbeam while doing so.

He wasn't half-asleep. He was thinking. Really.

((open, as open things are open!))

Dawn was making herself dinner. Or, really, she was gathering dinner, since at this exact moment, it seemed to consist of potato chips, jelly beans, peanut butter, and some carrot sticks.

For the nutrition, of course.

Anyone who wanted to make something real would probably be very welcome.

[ooc: Open, of course!]

...It was bound to happen again.

After all, who was Chad to deprive others of the beauty that was him? He'd upped the ante since his last excursion like this on the rooftops, even, by adding the sheer pleasure that was his soulful music ( Read more... )

Tannim wasn't the biggest fan of the Great Outdoors - or rather, the Great Outdoors didn't like him very much, seeing as he was allergic to just about everything that grew outside. But it *was* camp, and anyway, how often did you get to burn things for fun? So he was outside at his cabin's campfire with a stack of wood, trying (rather ( Read more... )

Kabuto had handwavily moved in the day previously, but had had the curtain shut. He'd claimed B-something-or-other-that-doesn't-conflict, bringing mostly books with him from his dorm room. That, and his laptop ( Read more... )

Kabuto flopped down on the couch and began flipping channels on the tv. He'd start to watch something, and then change the channel after about a minute or so.

Just to be annoying.

In his other hand, he had a weighted wooden kunai that he spun absently.

((ooc: Open! Come watch tv or socialize with the ninja!))

Where Cally had gotten a skimpy sailor girl outfit on such short notice, one might best not ask. But since everyone else was acting weird, she decided doing the same thing was only fair. And she could totally blame whatever happened ( Read more... )

The SciFi Channel had an all-night marathon of the original Strifenova Celestial. Tannim was there, with popcorn and Gatorade.

Marco had claimed the remote as his own and was now channel surfing from about a foot away from the television. There was a big, forgotten bowl of popcorn behind him.

This morning, after waking up screaming at the top of her lungs, "GET OFF MY FOOT! GET OFF MY FOOT!" Annette quickly realized that she was not in Kansas anymore. Literally.

Jumping from her bed, she snatched her robe, shoved her feet into her slippers, and raced through the door before Cally could say anything to her about her totally loosing her ( Read more... )