Sunday enrollment -- one day only ...

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Principal Connor storms into her office wearing a pair of sunglasses and a pissed-off expression. Anyone with two brain cells to rub together would correctly guess that she was hungover, and a third brain cell would help them realize that perhaps they shouldn't mention it in conversation.

Leaving her office door wide open, she sits down at her desk and props her feet up on it, holding a handgun and aiming it towards the door.

"All right, you little punks, listen up. This is where you ask to be enrolled at the school. You WILL sign up in the comments of this post. You WILL sign up in character and with your RP journal. You WILL try to display somewhat of a grasp on correct grammer and spelling unless it's in character for you not to (see: Jayne Cobb). And if you don't follow those rules, I WILL shoot you down so fast your head will spin."

She glares at the door and waits for new students to show up.

EDIT: Please check here to make sure that the character you wish to enroll hasn't already enrolled. (OOC: _notanumber, I love you. ;))

OTHER EDIT: ENROLLMENT IS NOW CLOSED. I repeat, ENROLLMENT IS NOW CLOSED. (I yell because I want to be heard, damn it care.) Everyone who has already responded to this post will be added to the rosters either tonight or tomorrow morning. Thanks for your interest, guys.

*waves gun at the kids still milling around the hallway before slamming her office door shut*

Comments

[seekersnitch.livejournal.com]

Smashing! Our own place. Oh the debauchery. I'm so looking forward to it. Can hijinks ensue? Because I do so love our hijinks.

I don't care where we live so long as I'm in good company, and with you mate, I'm in the best company there is to keep.

Besides that of a vivacious red-head who torments me daily with her adamant refusal of my affections. I'm feeling lucky though Moony. This'll be the year she embraces her true feelings for me.

Charms was, as you know, my best subject. ;)

[imisspadfoot.livejournal.com]

I think hijinks will ensue whether I agreed or not, good Prongs.

As for a certain vivacious redhead . . . good luck. I suspect you'll need it.

[seekersnitch.livejournal.com]

Well, I fully intend to enlist your expertise in the wooing of said redhead. You are, after all, very scholarly and proper and know lots of woo-worthy poetry to spout at the lucky lady.

And right you are, mate. Hijinks are a given in any situation involving yours truly. I was merely feigning politeness. But I suspect you knew as much. Clever, you are Moony. Clever indeed.

[imisspadfoot.livejournal.com]

I'll be Cyrando to your Christain any time, Prongs.

. . . and I'll lend you the book.

You know what they say about hijinks: better to beg forgiveness than ask permission. I look forward to our first prank.

[imisspadfoot.livejournal.com]

Oi, want to live here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/8283.html)?

[seekersnitch.livejournal.com]

Sounds like trouble.

I'm in.