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principalconnor.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomhigh2005-09-09 10:26 am
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Study Hall
"Welcome to the study hall for Friday, Sept--"
Principal Connor stops talking, raises her gun, and shoots at something in the corner of the room. Instead of a bullet, a net flies out and covers a tiny squealing creature covered in green fur. She picks it up by its ears and scowls.
"I thought you were supposed to be in the dungeons. C'mon, you little squealer. Back you go."
Principal Connor stalks off, the creature still dangling from her grasp. Over her shoulder, she calls out, "You kids might want to keep out for more of these stupid things. Their bites can make you do really weird things. Really weird."
Principal Connor stops talking, raises her gun, and shoots at something in the corner of the room. Instead of a bullet, a net flies out and covers a tiny squealing creature covered in green fur. She picks it up by its ears and scowls.
"I thought you were supposed to be in the dungeons. C'mon, you little squealer. Back you go."
Principal Connor stalks off, the creature still dangling from her grasp. Over her shoulder, she calls out, "You kids might want to keep out for more of these stupid things. Their bites can make you do really weird things. Really weird."

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You bust tonight?
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It's got pictures in it! Pretty ones!
It because of this that he almost missed the commotion with the fluffy green thing. From what little of it he saw, it looks like it would make a good hat.*
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Why hello there! *he says cheerfully* How are you today?
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think I may kill him already *glares*
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Huh, between the trees trying to talk to me or attack me, and the tentacles in the dorms, I think I'm going to need some self-defence classes soon.
*eyes the notices tacked up on the wall in case something suitable is on offer*
*Sits down at an empty table*
Right, I'd better get on with some Journalism homework then. Hmm...150 words on alcohol. *chews pen and looks thoughtful*
*hopes inspiration strikes before another green thing does*
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I'm Kaylee. I remember you from Journalism too - I think we were in the back row together in the last class?. The homework...*screws up face* - Yep - I'm trying hard but writing's not my strong suit.
The topic this week is alcohol *looks down shyly* and I feel like such a nyen ching-duh compared to everyone else.
*looks up at you innocently* Do you know anything about alcohol, I'm just lost for inspiration?
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Is that... glitter?
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Hey, uh, Principal Connor? Those little fuzzy grinders? There's a total infestation in the common room. And they're sort of holding my stuff hostage. So, I've got my kicking boots on. Is it okay if I do them some damage, or are they school mascots or something?
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All things considered, he'd rather be practicing guitar. But isn't that ways true?
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*sits down, opens a book and ignores the weird green fuzzy thing that was hiding under the desk and attaches to his left leg via its teeth*
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glances around, then shrugs, as he takes out a Batman Comic to read inside the english textbook*
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Look, you seem like an adventuresome sort. Once we're all recovered-like from this...experience, would you be willin' to help me get my stuff back from the mini-yetis? I've been lookin' in the window every now an' then, and as far s'I can tell, they haven't touched anything yet. But I'm afraid it's only a matter of time.
You can bring the flamethrower.
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Mini-yetis? *swigs mocha* Christ, this place is insane.
*thinking a moment* Hmm. It would be a shame not to get some use out of the flamethrower before I put it back....
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It would be a shame to waste the flamethrower.
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*is on a good mood because dungeons and small furry monsters make him feel at home*
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She is mildy concerned by all the talk of squids, attacking trees and small, furry monsters.
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"Hey, I've seen you around campus, I think. Veronica, right? I keep trying to meet new people, but I keep getting waylaid by, like, tentacle monsters and teeny little Yetis. I swear, this place is going to totally devour my social life. And my arms, if I'm not careful."
She leans over and spots Veronica's homework. "Journalism, huh? I hear the teacher's a total nutjob."
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"Hi, Jubilee, it's nice to meet you. I agree, it's been tough meeting new people this week in all the first week chaos. At least we're all new together."
Veronica gets an idea.
"Hey, why don't you join us for dinner tonight? We're checking out the chinese restaurant (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/3459.html) in town."
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"You must have been blessed with a great metabolism"
[OOC: you home? I'm on Y!M]
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(OOC: Yup. :))
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...looks around. She really should have brought something to do.
Bored already, she debates either doing some conditioning in the back of the room, or trying to perfect that undulating tongue thing. Since the tongue thing is probably less conspicuous, she tries that.