So... Bobby had never been up to the sixth floor except for parties and that one disastrous baking attempt with Sookie. Today, though, he was bored and wandering and... wondering where that random, unmarked door led.

The answer was, apparently, to a hallway with more doors. Bobby then opened one of those doors and ( Read more... )

Leia didn't have any classes today, and she felt confident enough about her last class, Battles that Changed History, that she didn't need to study any more, so she was spending the morning lounging in the common room and staring at the TV in something akin to horror. She'd grown used to the primitive two-dimensional transmissions, but the channel ( Read more... )

After last weekend, the students of Fandom were probably hoping for a nice, lazy weekend before their week filled with finals. Unfortunately, it could never be easy for people who lived on the island. Where there was once still and quiet, there was now a shrill fire alarm going off, blaring loud enough to even be heard by the deepest of sleeper ( Read more... )

When Alex woke up, he'd been wet and cold. For a second, he thought he'd gotten drunk and passed out outside somewhere but that theory didn't last long. No, he'd quickly discovered there was some fucking thunderstorm happening above his head (and only above his head) that followed him around. As the storm continued, Alex had gotten more angry ( Read more... )

Once again, Emma had taken over the sixth floor, setting-up spots for hair and make-up, as well as making sure there were lots of snacks to munch on while people got ready. She was 'helped' in all this by a terrier puppy who was running around, supervising all the details.

After all, so many of the people at Fandom were completely hopeless when ( Read more... )

True to what he'd said last night, Bobby was spending tonight doing much the same thing: that is, hanging out in a common room with a bag full of chocolate, aimlessly flipping through channels and hoping people would stop by and be entertaining.

Leia was not happy. Wherever this place was that she'd awoken in, it wasn't her rooms in the Imperial palace. It wasn't the Imperial palace at all, or even Coruscant.

So now she was stalking from her room and through the halls of the third floor. Someone was going to give her answers. Now.

[Leia is her Sith Lady self from Star Wars: ( Read more... )

"Welcome," Elena said, nodding to everyone. She had no idea what, exactly, she was supposed to do, but "winging it" seemed to be a good option ( Read more... )

As Mat had mentioned a few times, Mat couldn't cook with modern technology. But roasting things over a fire?

That, he could do.

So there he was, bundled in a few layers, roasting a few rabbits over the fire and feeling more homesick than he was willing to admit.

[OOC: Mmm. Small game.]

Bobby's ability to somehow procure massive amounts of food had not deserted him, as evidenced by the fact that currently in the common room there was one (1) Bobby Drake, a stack of the last three (3) issues of Rebel Justice Unleashed and one dozen (12) pizzas of various varieties ( Read more... )