Who: You!
What: Cherry Blossom Festival
When: April 4th - 11th
Where: All over town & campus. Wherever you find a cherry tree.
Rating: Who knows how across the board this'll be <8|


( In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger. )

Who: Errybody
What: HOT SPRINGS: HOT SPRINGS EDITION
Where: Hot springs. Different hot springs. Not the hot springs that turned everyone into six year olds.
When: March 25th - March 29th
Warnings: Cursed springs. Sex swapping.

( I think my friend and some presidents just flew by. )

DIRECTORY:
| Alorah | Banjo | Blaze | Cammy | Chili | Connor | Copy X | Cyrus | Daisy | Eirika | Eggman | Goombella | Innes | Ishimaru | Jin | Jolt | Kieran | Kumatora | Liquid | Manah | Nabooru | Noel | Ocelot | Pit | Pit [Secret Springs] | ROB | Samus | Schezo | Shadow | Snake | Vinnie |

Who: Cyrus and YOU
What: Meeting to rally the people against the rising violence in FDC! though really just talking for now
Where: Library tutoring room
When: Friday, noon
Warnings: None that I can think of

For the past few days, fliers had gone up around the school about a meeting to discuss the issue of rising violence in FDC, to dismantle the issue to its basic causes and how to deal with them.

Of course, it's being run by Cyrus, so it can't possibly be that straightforward.

Once at the meeting, you find a table with several pens and pads of paper, along with far too many chairs than the table was meant to hold. He expects a big turnout.

Written on the blackboard are the words "Take a stand for liberty!" They're up at the top, leaving lots of room for more.

And there's Cyrus, looking blank as usual, with a further distance in his normally sharp stare. He's silent as you come in.

Once a sufficient number have come, he speaks.
( This is why we must save the world )

Who: COLLECTIVE YOU
What: Dorm log!
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond campus. If your heart dreams it, your fingers can type it.
When: The span of February 27 - March 13
Warnings: This log is yellow-taped with all kinds of potential warnings. If your filthy imagination can conjure it, this log can produce it.

Ripped off the last one and all its friends: Basically, here's how this works. We all know our characters experience downtime after classes and their busy schedules, and this is a good venue for those kinds of miscellaneous dorm-shenanigans to take place. Not only does it give your characters the easy chance to meet new people in a laid-back environment, but it's a good mechanism for strengthening CR. It's easy!

Feel free to begin in any way you please! Plan with (a) fellow player(s) if you'd like! Or, set up a thread and wait for characters to bite! Whatever you want. It can all be yours if you make a thread. Feel like drawing graffiti on Professor Jin's door? Apologizing for the aftermath of the latest cupidbot fiasco? Doing each others' hair and talking about boys? Giving your trusted(?!?) friends a free ride in the dryer? Staying up late at night making use of those dick-shaped cake pans you found in the cupboard? Man, I don't care, just do it! Don't let this log get away untagged.

( Handy-Dandy Thread Directory )

Who: Voile and You (This is completely open invite, no RSVPs needed.)
When: 12/31 ~ 01/01 (We partyin' all night, baby.)
Where: The school cafeteria has had a temporary make over.
What: WE'RE COMMEMORATING THE NEW YEAR IN STYLE. PUT ON YOUR CELEBRATORY MASKS, GRAB SOME POPPERS AND OTHER DOOHICKEYS, AND DON YOUR DANCING SHOES. WE'RE GONNA HEAT THINGS UP.
Warnings: Probably some brawling, loud noises, keep your makeouts to the corners. Now with less HTML fail.


( Everybody's waiting for you! Are you ready? )


[OoC Rules:
THE FIRST RULE ABOUT NEW YEARS POTLUCK IS NO TALKING ABOUT NEW YEARS POTLUCK.

Tag yourself in. There's no formula to follow. Action or prose, make your own character thread, reply to other character threads. Treat this the way we treat most open logs of this nature.

That Music Requests thread is basically the IC equivalent of your character requesting a song for our Temporary Nice DJ to play. OoCly, it's just a cool way of sharing with us what kind of music you like.

Backdating is completely okay. Some of us are out with family for the holidays. This will be here when you get back, so no rush!

If you have questions or concerns, you may certainly contact me.]

Who: Hilda and YOU
What: Some doofus just popped out of the lake.
Where: The lake, maybe the bit of the forest right next to it
When: Starting around 10 AM Tuesday morning (Oct. 23) until ?????
Warning: Extreme stupid.

( not much just hanging aboat )

Who: Adam Jensen and YOU
What: Enter Adam Jensen, stealth master and furniture mover extraordinaire. Basically this.
Where: EVERYWHERE
When: IDK NOW
Warnings: Adam (ie possibly language, heavy-objects-throwing, facepunching, and wristblades)

( death by a vending machine hurr hurr hurr how pointlessly TRAGIC )

Who: GLaDOS and everyone.
What: The school's been repaired and everyone's back.
Where: Aperture Smash Academy
When: July 31st.
Warnings: GLaDOS being nice, messing around with the portal guns and other Aperture Science devices, etc.
Reference: Planning post.

That flood had certainly been a learning experience for GLaDOS. She had learned that the Hands weren't as powerful as she thought. She had also learned that her "human" body wasn't as human as she predicted. She could still be damaged by massive amounts of water, causing a literal shock to her systems.

It was unpleasant.

Still, it was, on the grand scale of things, a minor annoyance. One that was rectified easily enough. After the damage to the school , it was obvious repairs needed to be made, which was when the AI's mind when into overdrive, forming a little scheme. She had offered to do the repairs to the school herself, as well as upgrade into into a far better learning facility than it had been before.

As she predicted, he accepted her offer. Once he had accepted, she informed him that the school would need to be emptied before she could start. A hotel was booked and off everyone went on their merry way. Meanwhile, GLaDOS put her plan into motion, having built several construction robots to set up the new school. They worked hard during the week, setting up every last detail of her blueprints (save for the few times they acted up) until finally Sunday came. By that time, the school was finished and GLaDOS had re-uploaded her mind into her new chassis. All she needed now was for the students and staff to return.

Thankfully, it's Monday and those buses are pulling up.

[ooc: Alright guys, so this is the return to the school log. As stated in the ooc post here, you don't have to be signed-up for the Aperture Academy event in order to post here! Everyone is welcome to mess around, use the portal guns and other Aperture Science stuff, or just return to your dorms and chill. Have fun!]

Who: Manah and anyone who wants to see her rather twisted past [OPEN]
Special guest stars: npc Inuart and a dead Furiae!
What: Reliving the past. oh gods, the horror. (chapter 7, verse 1 of the first game)
Where: Within what seems like Drakengard
When: time is tasty (about 18 years ago)
Warnings: death, creepy little girl, and a lot of crazy

( la la la la la )

Who: You!
What: Cherry Blossom Festival
When: March 29th-April 5th.
Where: All over town. Wherever you find a cherry tree.
Rating: Who knows how across the board this'll be <8|

( On meadow-hills and mountains, as far as you can see. )

Who: Anyone, open log!
What: New arrival in the city/island/place!!!
Where: That... city place?
When: 29/03/2012.

( Read more... )

[ TL;DR Wow look at this city and all these people. Anyone up to anything here? Happen to be tending a quiet shop or just chilling out and looking all approachable? Anyone happen to be the type to approach a lost and confused looking woman? Come at Furiae, sisbros, c'mon. We can't be tamed.

(If you want to have a little roleplaying session though with another character who has posted in here and they're cool with it, feel free to do that too! Take the opportunity!) ]

Who: Everyone
What: 17th of March at Bob's Cafe
Where: Bob's Cafe
When: Backdated to Tuesday, March 17th
Warnings: D for Drinking Dudes

Ahh March 17thh! The perfect day to have a festival of getting wasted and one celebrating Irish sausages and beer, right? Bob is looking for an excuse to get wasted going to get wasted!

The destination? The quaint little place that just happened to be owned by Arceus. Sausages floated in the air everywhere instead of the usual lights. Be careful not to bump your head and don't open your mouth to wide hahahaa--- It's the sausages! The thousands of them! Sausages as far as the eye can see, of all sizes, shapes and varieties from sour to spicy to bacon-filled. Cabbages, sauerkraut and sauces! Knödel (potato or bread dumplings), Kasspatzn (cheese noodles), Reiberdatschi (potato pancakes what do you mean I stole these from wikipedia) exploding from all sides of the kitchen. Oh and Bretzels they're made with real Brets bigger than your fist or even your HEAD! And the Beer. There is beer. EVERYWHERE. BEER. For those who are under the age of 19, we have non-alcohol beverages available (okay okay, it's juice). Grape, Pear, Strawberry, Cherry, you can drink them and pretend you're having an awesome time as the adults and some even almost taste like wine and beer! But really, don't you wish you were 19 like the rest? Hahahaha too bad.

Your waiters are dressed appropriately. But due to the nature of the game, sometime they come out to serve you dressed like this.

MAGICAL THINGS ARE AFOOT. For you see, the minute you enter the building, a fog envelopes you and suddenly! Poof! You're in a GREEN COLORED costume! What is it? It's MAGIC! Handy right? Forget having to spend hours for that perfect hairdo, at least tonight you'll be a perfect hairdo or some green on you, without regards to budget. It is merely what your imagination. Besides, even someone like Bob is mischievous this time of the year, especially when she's drunk.

Bob herself is dressed up appropriately. Well, you think? She seems to change costumes every time she talks to someone else or she moves behind a well concealed pole or door. How does she do that? A rather simple costume, it almost fits in the fact they are in a kitchen. What's odd is there are red peppers floating all around him..

Come on in! Be merry! Enjoy your green do!! Get Drunk! Eat Sausages! Celebrate! Have beer-filled desserts!

[OOC - Feel free to start out threads with your dudes doing things if you'd like. Mingle with each other, sometimes there will be special threads like giant sausage invasions, or shamrocks dancing. Take a seat, let the waiters come to you, Imagine your dudes in the most terrible of green outfits!]

Who: ALL the party people (Smash Academy)
What: Dorm log!
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond. Everything is acceptable.
When: March 9- March 25
Warnings: Do I really need to say a thing?

Ripped off the last one and all its friends: Basically, here's what's going down. We all know our characters experience downtime after classes and their busy schedules, and this is a good venue for those kinds of miscellaneous dorm-shenanigans to take place. Not only does it give your characters the easy chance to meet new people in a laid-back environment, but it's a good mechanism for strengthening CR. It's easy!

Feel free to begin in any way you please! Plan with (a) fellow player(s) if you'd like! Or, set up a thread and wait for characters to bite! Whatever you want. It can all be yours if you make a thread. So have at it! Don't let this log get away untagged.

Who: Phoenix (thewrightidea), Manah (speaknotthewatchers), and Rhys (gentlesaint)
What: Phoenix takes Manah to the school nurse
Where: The Nurse's office :|
When: Backdated to February 4th in the afternoon
Warnings: Possible head injuries? Carbon procrastinating from schoolwork.

( Fun tiemz at the nurse's office )

Who: Manah AND ALL Y'ALL
What: Manah arrives in style, just like Caim did.
Where: Cafeteria
When: Saturday Afternoon
Warnings: Inevitably, but none yet.

What was going on? Everything was dark and quiet. Voices picked away at the back of her mind.

Speak not the Watchers....
That was him, the one-eyed man....
La la la la~~~~

No, shut up! Stop talking to me!

The world came crashing forward as she fell from the ceiling of the cafeteria, through some sort of dark mass of a portal. How she got there, who knew? But now she was probably lying on someone's lunch.

Her eyes flickered open, squinting a few times to try to adjust to the sudden light. She gripped her twisted staff with a death grip as she sat up in this unfamiliar land. Last she remembered, Urick had pushed Caim into a chasm after being stabbed.

Urick. No. Not him too. He shouldn't be dead, but it was a necessary sacrifice to save the world. Had she fallen in battle too? Or perhaps she went so mad someone stabbed her in the back. That didn't exactly explain the portal, but then again, it was a portal. It made about as much sense as the colossal babies, the Grotesqueries.

But that wasn't as important right now. "Where am I?" she asked, her voice soft and wrought with worry.