Study Hall -- Monday, September 12th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Welcome to today's Study Hall, kids. For all you new students, Study Hall is an open daily post for me to make announcements and for students who are not in class to mingle, study, eat lunch, explore the lunch, cause incredible amounts of trouble that make me want to fucking fill them full of ammo, and other non-class-related activities.

Today's announcements:

-- New students should make sure they are signed up for three classes and an extracurricular activity (part-time jobs count). They must post once a week in each class they have (or more, depending on the teacher's guidelines, but that's a school requirement). Keep that in mind when taking a class.

-- Our first detention will be this weekend. For you newbies, detention is a room you never want to enter unless you were planning on losing limbs in this lifetime. If there are any teachers who wish to run detention this weekend, that would really help, as the principal will probably be (OOC: Off celebrating her mun's birthday early ... woohoo!) otherwise occupied.

-- Reports are coming from the cafeteria that after a rather strange taste-testing incident this morning, the staff recommends that you do not eat the chicken salad sandwiches. From what I heard, everybody who's tried them has turned into a chicken. Let's not overwhelm the school nurse with an overabundance of shape-shifting poultry today, shall we?

-- There's been a reported sighting of a zombie on the third floor of the dorm. Whoever raised the dead on school property without the proper paperwork will be immediately given detention this weekend. Oh, and if somebody could wrangle the zombie, that'd be nice.

EDIT: Also, by request ... fandomhighicons.

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[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*wanders in and sits down*

...

*sits some more*

...

*starts fidgeting*

Bored...

*takes out dagger and starts playing with it*

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer approaches the beautiful blonde, pressing his lips against her ear with a wicked grin, "Hello, beautiful." he whispers deeply.

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Is anybody teaching Wood/Metal Shop? I can't find a course schedule or Xander Cage anyplace.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*Stumbles in hungover. Carrying a cup of coffee and a take out container with an egg-white omelette*

Hey... Can everyone please check their invites. I had to break into my dorm room last night.

Or at least I *think* I broke in.

*Shakes head*

Whatever.

*Sits down and starts eating omelette*

[chasingangela]

*Stares at Martin*

I'm sorry, you just look exactly like my new boss. Except younger.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

*Sits down with a notebook. Scribbles intently on something that looks a lot like schoolwork but isn't really.*

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*Looks up groggily from his omelette at Angelus*

Your... uh hair. Kind sticking up a bit.

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

Illyana makes her way to Angelus.

"I'm interested in that club of yours."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

I need some direction, some motivation in my life.

Got a space in your club for me?

[fh_jackass]

Hey, I'm Logan. You the guy to see about the "Junior Achievers Club"?

[positive-angel.livejournal.com]

*walks up to your desk and dances back and forth from foot to foot*

Hi! *Chihaya's voice is far too chipper for the hour* Um...are you who we're supposed to see about the Junior Achievers Club?

[miss-monochrome.livejournal.com]

::wanders in, sits down, and starts working on negotiations hw::

::mutters:: Wonder if that mess with the gremlins count as "negotiations"

[pure-blooddraco.livejournal.com]

Draco enters the study hall and picks out Angelus from the students already in the room.

I'm interested in joining your club. I'm interested in well...world domination, simple as that. I'm currently working for a Dark Lord bent on killing all non-magical humans but seeing as he's having trouble from certain gits- Looks to make sure harried_potter isn't the room. -I'll probably be able to set out on my own soon. And I think your club can help me get started.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Excellent. Have a seat. You're just the kind of guy Junior Achievers is looking for, uh - name?

[names-cotton.livejournal.com]

*shuffles up to the principal and hands her a grubby piece of partchment*

It says: Is there a list of classes that be open?


*the parrot fluffs himself up and looks balefully at the principal, for once mercifully quiet*

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Principal Connors, I'd like to volunteer to run detention at some point.

. . . provided we have liability coverage for damages caused by being in a living nightmare for the duration of detention.

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah can't resist a smile. "Oh, when it comes to insurance, you name it and we've got it. I'll sign you up for this weekend's detention, if you're willing."

[avenuebcat.livejournal.com]

*wanders in wearing tight leather pants and a middriff-exposing black shirt*

*looks around at the notices on the wall*

*looks around the room*

*seems to be looking for something or someone*

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

*straggles in*

Dammit, anyone got some coffee? I didn't get a chance to go into town and there is no WAY I trust anything out of that cafeteria. >.> Besides the fact their coffee has the texture of premium-grade sludge.

[avenuebcat.livejournal.com]

*walks over*

Um, do you know where the primary math class is supposed to meet?

And what's up with the cafeteria? Is it just part of this fucked up school?

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Still reeling from the pain in his nose, Sawyer returned from the High School's clinic with a white bandaged brace over his nose; he had never been in so much pain before but he'd deal with it. He was intent on getting that girl, fucking intent. He sighed and moved back into his seat in Study Hall, pulling out some papers and ruffled them in his hands, what was he to do? Write the girl a letter? Perhaps. He began to scribble and only came out to a Dear Illyana,

[lizzy-turner.livejournal.com]

*Elizabeth walks in a little bit more boldly than usual and plops down at one of the desks, doodling in her notebook*

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

*Jonathan walks in complete with briefcase and a vial of an unknown substance. He is fiddling around with an equation in his notebook that is clearly not for class.*

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory perches tentatively on the chair next to the almost-pretty guy she spots scribbling away in a notebook.

She decides not to disturb him, and opens a book instead.

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*walk in, a little in awe already, never seeing so many young people of both genders in one place before* (*is also very oddly attired in elaborate green silk robes*)

*has no classes and nothing yet to "study", so he simply looks around for a friendly face*

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

*Paige walks in* Bagoas, I looked for you before my class, but didn't see you. So how's you're first day going?

[swerval_zero]

*walks in with croquet bat and backpack, and takes a seat by the window*

*after a few minutes, begins writing in her notebook*

Independent Study Proposal for Miss Sidle (and Professor Hellboy?)
Cross-Concentration Chemistry and Biology (and Paranormal Studies?)

Title: Gremlins and Tentacle Monster, Deterrent Tactics and Destruction Handling

-Maybe science club project?
-Should join science club anyway, where do I do that? (note: drop fencing club)
-Find out if honor chem credit will transfer
-Ask about access to samples
-Group project? I know Janet would be interested

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots quietly slips in and sits off in a corner, typing intently

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*Parker sneaks up on him, grabs him by the ear*

Broots.

I hear you've been a baaaaad boy.

[moonstruck-yuki.livejournal.com]

*checking schedule over one more time* World History...Comparative Religions...*stops to look around and blinks* Oh, I've finally found the eating hall! What a relief! *finds an empty table and proceeds to pull out an entire grocery bag's worth of food*

[teenaged-twin.livejournal.com]

*sits down*

*muttering* Fuckin' zombie goin' after my brother....

*starts using a handful of paper napkins from the cafeteria to try and wipe bits of rotted flesh (and possibly brains) from the bottom corner of his bookbag*

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

*slides into the room and finds a seat near the window*

*turns to teenaged_twin*

Erm...you've missed a bit of something, just zere. *gestures vaguely at bookbag*