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OOC: As Children bid the guest good-night...
A huge Thank You to everyone who has made this game so fun to play. It just feels weird writing up this post, but Real Life gives us all a kick in the pants every now and then, and currently, it's my turn. Fandom has truly been an awesome experience, and I'll be stalking as time permits ( Read more... ) -
Room 201, Sunday Morning
To say that Andrew was comfortable would be a significant understatement. He had been awake for a few minutes, but didn't want to move for fear of waking the boy whose chest was currently pressed up against his back ( Read more... ) -
OOC: The Suck of Life
Just wanted to toss up a quick note to apologize for being totally MIA the past two weeks. Things have been beyond the crazy. Please bear with me as I attempt to adjust life back towards something I can handle again.
Hugs appreciated and, honestly, needed! -
Room 201, Friday Evening
"I'm not nervous. I'm not nervous. Nope. Not nervous at all," Andrew repeated for the twentieth time as he stopped to check himself out in the mirror for the fiftieth time. "I look good." He straightened his tie.
"I'm not nervous."
He was so nervous.
[ooc: for Tony!] -
Room 201, Saturday Afternoon
Andrew was sitting in the middle of his bed, reading. He had several large books stacked up next to him, each written in a language long forgotten by most. The majority of what these books contained was useless to him now that he was no longer a practicing summoner, but that didn't stop him from jotting down an occasional note ( Read more... ) -
Room 201, Sunday Morning
Normally, Andrew would roll out of bed on a Sunday morning and hit up his Xbox. Today, he decided to make a movie, so he pulled out his video camera, an assortment of action figures, some crayons and paper, and got to work ( Read more... ) -
OOC: Quantum of Life Suck
Hello all! Due to life of intense proportions, I will be purposefully ignoring you all for the next week or so. My profound apologies!!! I'll be partially available, but most likely insane. Communicate at your own risk!
*hugs you all* -
Room 201, Tuesday Afternoon
Andrew was still in bed. He really hadn't left the bed for much in the past few days, not seeing the point. Upon waking this morning, he thought about taking a shower, because he was getting rather rank, but after pulling himself to the edge of the mattress and discovering it was cold outside his protective cocoon, he changed his mind ( Read more... ) -
Room 201, Tuesday Afternoon
In the corner of the room, a set of old Space Battles sheets had been strung up to create a makeshift tent. Andrew was curled up in a pile of pillows under this tent, pouting trying to take a nap.
But he wasn't sleepy.
[ooc: Door cracked, post open!] -
Room 201, Saturday Late Afternoon
Sitting next to the open window, Andrew convinced himself that the occasional noises he perceived were coming from the welcoming picnic. He had a bowl of chips and some dip, a glass of kool-aid, and a sandwich he had cut up into little triangles sitting next to him ( Read more... )