[BBS] Turnips?

[fierybluebird]

Uh, Kitten? Aren't turnips a little purple for you?? Is this supposed to be a coded message? Something about red and blue conjoining?

Does anyone here speak vegetable language? Is it like flower language or something? Does it mean she's pregnant?

I assume they're decorations... not meant to be eaten... right?

Does anyone else have turnips in their rooms? Is it like some weird homecoming tradition here I don't know about?

And uh... I guess if it's just me and Tavros, then never mind all that. What's everyone's plans for Homecoming and stuff?


[ooc: Espio "freed" turnips and stashed them all in Marco & Tavros' room. Marco thinks they're from Grell and thus thinks it's a special code. He's very confused. SOMEONE troll him with this. He needs the karmic payback.]

(sixth act) multiple choice; backdated to Saturday

[hotpinkwhirlwind]

SCENE ONE: BBS
If anyone reading this signed up for Oli's dance troupe while he was still here or would like to join, I'm interested in putting a couple of numbers together for Homecoming. That's only a week away, so you'll need to be able to commit to daily rehearsals, but I'm aiming for fairly simple choreography. There'd definitely be fewer rehearsals after Homecoming if anyone's interested in continuing after that. ♥

- Instructor Sharpay Evans
Vote Sharpay Evans and Tom Bronson for Homecoming Queen and King!

SCENE TWO: QUAD
[Yeah okay so Sharpay pretty much lives out here for her open posts. Today she's not making the slightest pretense of marking: She's strutting around the quad in paths which probably look a little random and sometimes make nice corners for no apparent reason; occasionally she stops in one place and then goes to somewhere opposite her starting point and goes to the place where she stopped. Usually when she stops she marks something on a piece of paper, though occasionally she just frowns and tries her last strut again. Whenever she's walking, she's humming very quietly; not too many notes are audible.

[She's not always looking where she's going, either, so she may bump into people from time to time, with a quick--] Sorry!

[And onwards!]

SCENE THREE: DOMINIC'S OFFICE
[Knock-knock-knock, Dom. You have a visitor! An eager one, if that quick tapping knock is any indication.]

001: Action

[ageaaquarius.livejournal.com]

[Okay. Okay the last thing he did before being sent here? Shit. That's all in the past. Nothing happened. He didn't get his black advances rejected by Rose, and he didn't get his computer blown up. Except... he's probably going to flip a switch if someone brings it up. Yep.

Oh but uh... None of that happened.

Man. None of that happened. Everything's cool.

However. He's still completely confused about why he's even here in the first place. Interview wasn't too painful to endure, and neither was knowing that this is a military academy. Shit, that even makes it seem better.

Now he's just... aimlessly wandering around the lobby and the dorms, trying to not look like a confused idiot. It's really failing... really really hard. Flag him down and talk to him, he'd probably absolutely love it. If not? Well, he'll deal with it.]

[CLOSED] MOAR CAKE! MORE FLAMES!

[laughafterme]

[Somewhere in the Garden, these two instructors are arguing.]

If you serve the appetizer before the bread, the whole meal will suffer!

...but the cake IS the meal!

If you serve only sweets, sugar will lose all taste!

Then put in MORE SUGAR!

Would you serve only chocolate cake when you could make vanilla? Would you serve only layer cake when you could make an ice cream cake?

I would serve them ALL!

Then surely, serving a thing which makes cake taste better is worthwhile?

DUH!

That is the purpose of a meal!

I've been TRYING to tell you that from the beginning! [No she hasn't.]


(ooc: RED is Mr. Champloo. PINK is Pinkie.)

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