pretend this was earlier

[boyfolder.livejournal.com]

You gonna ask me questions or not?

Or... I could ask 'em first, I don't care. It's up to you, man.

( inabababa )

(no subject)

[yeahitsortofis.livejournal.com]

You know, I feel kinda left out. Why didn't I get to have a roommate? Was it something I did? Something I said?

[mock bitterness] Yeah, well you guys can have fun with your new buddies. This is like college all over again, anyway... And I'd rather not re-live those days.

So take that, Castle!


...I'll just... sit here and. Eat my Cheetos now.

2

[hassan-q.livejournal.com]

( Clyde and Murphy )

[Filtered to my dearest roommate]

I'm ready for my interview.



[OOC: XD;; Let's pretend this was earlier and I wasn't at work!]

thgie

[creeperlike.livejournal.com]

Twenty questions?

[ snort ] I'd rather be dark 'n mysterious~

( Urahara )

x; ♦ : green tourmaline

[perfectlikeme.livejournal.com]

I guess with everyone paired up now, we're all pretty busy, huh? It must be fun, but I really wouldn't know. I've never dealt too well with roommates~

( Dr. Horrible ♥ )

Entry the Eighth

[theabjectauthor.livejournal.com]

[after a rather quiet and solitary week, Lemony has discovered the Sunshine Room. he's sitting, soaking up the rays in an old-fashioned beach chair, one of those wood-and-striped-canvas folding types. he's got a glass of lemonade at his side on a beat-up wooden crate, and the journal open to listen in quietly on all the roommate shenanigans - but more importantly, he's staring out "to sea" and thinking]

This is quite like Briny Beach on a pleasant day ... though I do miss the sound of the trolley cars going by in the distance.

I wonder... I wonder if there are any volunteers, here in the castle.

[Written]

[in a very neat cursive]
Dear Residents of Paradisa,

I hope you are all enjoying your improvised lodgings, in some fashion. I am well aware that the advent of living with someone else is rather like choosing sides in a sports team: you can end up with someone who spectacularly compliments your own strengths and faults, or you can be left with someone who sabotages the equipment and steals the bullhorn for the recitation of lewd limericks. Also, if there are an odd number of players, you can also be left to sit on the sidelines and watch, which, if there are a great number of the latter sort of players, is not always a horrible thing: you then have time to fashion your own earplugs out of bits of grass.

That being said, I don't suppose there are any of you interested in culture, literature, quiet conversation, the putting out of fires both metaphorical and literal, or the simple pursuit of knowledge and good company? If you are, I would be interested in speaking with you.

With all due respect,

(no subject)

[knifetrick.livejournal.com]

[ few groans, someone had been practically sleeping all day and feels like shit--he kinda sounds as bad as he feels too. though considering how much he drank this isn't a surprise ]

...I think I'm going to go back to sleep for a week.

(no subject)

[ultimaverum.livejournal.com]

Who: Rorschach and the Question
What: A walk
When: October 14
Where: Castle grounds
Rating: PG? Probably not even that

( It really was paradise )

(no subject)

[adventuring.livejournal.com]

[ Claire walks into the kitchen, opens the fridge to grab some juice and looks over to see the note on the table for today's task. Hopefully it'll be fun, like the last one was. She walks over and sets the juice down next to her, picking up the piece of paper... ]

You've got to be kidding me...

[ Stares at the juice, then back at the note. With a sigh, she shakes her head and puts the juice away. She's so tempted to skip this one. ]

Lucy, [ calls out to her. ] we've got another obnoxious task.

(no subject)

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

I give up. I can't drink any more soda.

Having to pee every fifteen minutes is not cool.

Suddenly, I'm not too sad about missing the college experience.

♫ eleventh song

[slightlystunned.livejournal.com]

Come on, second floor! We can do this if we work together. [Clishk! She opens a can and takes a sip.] It's so tasty, too. Now let's do this!

[Suddenly... music begins to play.]

♫ Come on everyone, let's work together,
There's no need to frown, we're birds of a feather!
Just pick up a can and open wide,
It's so easy if you just tryyyyy...!

♫ It's so much fun to sip sip sip, sip sip sip, sip sip sip!
It's so much fun to sip sip sip while drinking soda pop!

♫ It's impolite to burp burp burp, burp burp burp, burp burp--[burps] Oops!
It's impolite to burp burp burp while drinking soda pop!

[She stops singing, but the music keeps going]

Don't give up, we've only just begun! We'll have the best soda tower of all!

(ooc: Yes. She made a song about the soda can towers. xD SECOND FLOOR, feel free to join in!)

(no subject)

[senpaiiii.livejournal.com]

[this image has been drawn into the journal, with "DEAR ROOMMATE" written at the top...]

059; [written & dictated]

[firsttsurugi.livejournal.com]

( Private; Written )

I think we're almost done.

(no subject)

[vengefullight.livejournal.com]

... you know, not even I'm willing to find out what the consequence for failing this one is.

Still. Obnoxious none the less. How does the castle think up these things?

Key 4

[stellarsigned.livejournal.com]

Why would anybody want to drink so much of this stuff?!

Twenty Three

[thelabking.livejournal.com]

Soda can tower? Bring it on!

⇒ 008

[fastest.livejournal.com]

...I don't feel so good.

[ didn't actually care about a stupid soda challenge, but saw everyone else chugging and wanted to join in! ...Now he's just stumbling around the castle looking ready to either throw up or pass out ]

{ trauma twenty }

[a-morris-md.livejournal.com]

Hey, my roommate's gone.

[clearing throat]

Attention, everyone: you can totally drown yourself by drinking too much fluids without going to the bathroom, so if there's anyone having a holding-it contest today, cut it out!

[[ sixteenth thought ]]

[imnotanyone.livejournal.com]

Right. I'm not doing this anymore. Sorry, guys, but I am soda-ed out.

(no subject)

[ofsylph.livejournal.com]

I've seen plenty of futuristic inventions in the past few days, most of them useful, but this is certainly the strangest.

[anyone on the ninth floor, or anyone passing through, will see Serpico standing around trying to read the ingredients on the soda can in his hand. he wants to complete this task, but this "soda" stuff seems bizarre to him. and it looks as though the ingredients are written in a foreign language. feel free to bug him o/]

56.0

[encryptedlock]

[backdated to early afternoon]

[Okay, so today's activity was slightly ridiculous. It wasn't fair on any level that Pietas Tower with only 11 people was expected to drink the same amount of soda as a floor with 20 people. So where do you go when you need to consume insane amounts of junk food?]

Grif! Hey, Grif! I got a really fun--

God dammit. Not again.

Fucking piece of shit castle! He just got here. He liked it here.

[York sighs because, unfortunately, this happens fairly regularly to his friends.] So anyway, yeah, Grif's gone home again. [pause] That Elite, N'tho, too, if anybody knew him.

Great. Now how am I supposed to drink 28 cans of soda all by myself?

(no subject)

[likeincoffee.livejournal.com]

That's a lot of soda, even for me.

:: twenty-second holo

[malachor-echoed.livejournal.com]

[maybe if Hallin was still able to use the Force, and were any good at manipulating her body at the cellular level, she'd be able to take several for the team with this soda-drinking stuff, but she can't and there's a reason she chose the path of the sentinel rather than the healer. Therefore she's stuck like every other schmo on the upper floors trying to drink several times their body weight in carbonation and failing miserably]

I think I may float away soon...