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.

Comments

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*wanders in and sits down*

...

*sits some more*

...

*starts fidgeting*

Bored...

*takes out dagger and starts playing with it*

[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*

[conathon.livejournal.com]

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

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

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

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*Callisto's fist immediately flies backwards, connecting solidly with Sawyer's nose, and breaking it in two places*

Hello Sawyer.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*Looks up groggily from his omelette at Angelus*

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

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"SON OF A BITCH!" Sawyer hollers in utter pain as he holds his nose gently, "Can't I get a darn kiss or something without being punched?!" he says desperately, panting and tears welling up in his eyes; the dire need for a cigarette is setting in now.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

It's called fashion.

*Looks up. Studies the newcomer.*

Do I know you?

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Love is pain, Sawyer. Get over it.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*Watches blood spill from conathon's nose. Shrugs*

*Offers hand for handshake*

Martin Blank. Transfer from Grosse Pointe Michigan.

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

Illyana steps out of what looks like a silver light before it closes up behind her.

"Probably if you asked them first you wouldn't get punched," she says as she joins her roommate.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

*Doesn't offer his own hand in return.*

Angelus. You here about the club?

[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?

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Excellent, have a seat," Angelus offers her an empty chair beside him. "I'm just getting started, but something tells me we need this club."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Depends. You got some goals you need achieving?

[fh_jackass]

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

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Illyana, could you please keep your boytoy on a tighter leash.

And when's class supposed to be starting anyway?

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Could be, Big Guy.

But, damn it, I forgot my laminated Goals of John Crichton list back in my room.

[chasingangela]

*Stares at Martin*

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

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

That'd be me. Name's Angelus. What can you do for us?

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*Chews on omelette. Withdraws hand and wipes in on trousers*

What? The Junior Achiever's club? What's that? Kind of like a union? Pooling of resources? Work less, paid more?

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

*Sits back in chair, holds up hands innocently.*

Hey, we're all friends here. Though if you want to bust out with the testosterone at this hour, by all means. Mind you, I prefer coffee.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Something like that, yeah. I'm thinking there's enough people here with similar goals that it'd be stupid not to overlap them. Why? You want in?