[identity profile] rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com
Rilla: Good morning, Fandom! Rilla Blythe here and good heavens that's all from yesterday?

*tired chittering*

Rilla: Is this about the screechy girl in Fashion class? She was making Mr. Hale turn interesting colours. Very well, let's get started...

*sound of door opening and then five minutes of squirrel-ly jubilation*

Barbossa: It sounds like ye be needin' a professional, wench. Shove over 'n I can give ye a hand wit' the news.

Rilla: Why does it smell overwhelmingly like ru--I mean thank you, sir, that would be very kind of you. You are--

Barbossa: Call me Barbossa, wench, as that's me name. Do we still start wit' schools?

Rilla: We do, Mr.--

Barbossa: Captain. Captain Barbossa. But Francois here is shaking another sheaf of notes at me, so I think I'll start there. We had six visitors arrive yesterday morning: Megan, Kara, Astrid, Nonny, Kelsi and Patrick 'n they are terrible excited t' be here. Kelsi 'n Kara assumed classes are held durin' the day so that Anakin--he's still here? has his hair properly lit now that he's wearin' a wig. He was also hatched from an egg, jes' in case ye didn't know that. Told me himself when he was a teen. Kelsi 'n Megan discuss the fanfic--I be not familiar wit' that word--

Rilla: Neither am I.

Barbossa: I wasn't really askin', wench. The fanfic they wrote about Stiles 'n Derek in a coffee shop and wondered if they'd be recognized here. Naga--person, place or thing, wench?

Rilla: Polar bear dog, I believe.

*long pause*

Barbossa: Riiiiight. Naga went t' investigate the newcomers and was called CGI fer her trouble by Nonny, and then got her picture taken wit' Kara 'n Kelsi, 'n a "glomp" from Megan. Possibly a euphemism.

Rilla: Ew.

Barbossa: Nonny 'n Megan thought that the town seemed terrible small, Astrid 'n Nonny called each other gimps or somethin', 'n then Megan 'n Astrid hoped that the weather meant that all of the men o' the island would be without shirts, especially Jim, provided he was o' legal age. Then there was a large discussion about how Tiny and Tino are Oh-Tee-Pee based on "fics" and how they miss glitter kisses.

Rilla: I'm so confused.

Barbossa: 'n this is only the first sheet, wench. Would ye like a drink?

Rilla:: I don't drink.

Maybe ye should start )
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
It be Sunday, I be the pirate, 'n let me get this out o' the way early--I HATE YE ALL.

Stuff happened. Ask yer friends. )

And DRUMROLL IF YE PLEASE

*tiny squirrelly drum roll*

Our new broadcasters fer the spring be: Emmett Cullen, J. Jonah Jameson, Katchoo & Lacey, Jamie Madrox, Arthur Pendragon, Turtle Wexler, 'n Sam 'n Dean Winchester. Congratulations t' ye all. Don't be expectin' payment.
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
It be Sunday, I be the pirate, 'n let me get this out o' the way early--I HATE YE ALL.

Stuff happened. Ask yer friends. )

And DRUMROLL IF YE PLEASE

*tiny squirrelly drum roll*

Our new broadcasters fer the spring be: Emmett Cullen, J. Jonah Jameson, Katchoo & Lacey, Jamie Madrox, Arthur Pendragon, Turtle Wexler, 'n Sam 'n Dean Winchester. Congratulations t' ye all. Don't be expectin' payment.

Radio tryouts!

Sunday, January 4th, 2009 12:23 am
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
Here's the schedule for radio tryouts, starting Monday, January 5. Please let me know if you need a different date, and apply for membership to the radio comm so we can get you hooked up with access!

Good luck!

Monday, January 5: Arthur Pendragon
Tuesday, January 6: Minsc & Boo
Wednesday, January 7: Lacey & Katchoo
Thursday, January 8: Emmett Cullen
Friday, January 9: Turtle Wexler
Saturday, January 10: J. Jonah Jameson
Sunday, January 11: Claudia Kishi
Monday, January 12: Hoshi
Tuesday, January 13: The Winchester Brothers
Wednesday, January 14: Jack Burton
Thursday, January 15: Cable & Deadpool
Friday, January 16: Minsc & Boo
Saturday, January 17: Jamie Madrox

Radio tryouts!

Sunday, January 4th, 2009 12:23 am
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
Here's the schedule for radio tryouts, starting Monday, January 5. Please let me know if you need a different date, and apply for membership to the radio comm so we can get you hooked up with access!

Good luck!

Monday, January 5: Arthur Pendragon
Tuesday, January 6: Minsc & Boo
Wednesday, January 7: Lacey & Katchoo
Thursday, January 8: Emmett Cullen
Friday, January 9: Turtle Wexler
Saturday, January 10: J. Jonah Jameson
Sunday, January 11: Claudia Kishi
Monday, January 12: Hoshi
Tuesday, January 13: The Winchester Brothers
Wednesday, January 14: Jack Burton
Thursday, January 15: Cable & Deadpool
Friday, January 16: Minsc & Boo
Saturday, January 17: Jamie Madrox
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
The time of year when we look for radio talent! And we’re looking for a few good men/women/talking animals to become the island's voice for the next semester.

Students, teachers, townies, newcomers, old hands—everyone is welcome to try out.

Beginning Monday, January 5 (the first full week with all the newbies), everyone who’s interested—new talent and old talent—will have an on-air audition (meaning that they’ll do a recap for everyone to read. It’ll also give them an idea of how much time the coding will take and give them a final chance to flee from the chaos).

We’ll then put up a poll and you’ll all get to vote for the seven people/things who will be bringing the news to Fandom for the summer

This is also your chance to do a one-off: if you've always wanted to do radio for just one night, here's the place to volunteer for it! Aren't I sweet? You can also sign up here to volunteer to become an honorary squirrel: one of our intrepid research staffers.

If you're interested, please drop a comment in this post.

Thanks!
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
The time of year when we look for radio talent! And we’re looking for a few good men/women/talking animals to become the island's voice for the next semester.

Students, teachers, townies, newcomers, old hands—everyone is welcome to try out.

Beginning Monday, January 5 (the first full week with all the newbies), everyone who’s interested—new talent and old talent—will have an on-air audition (meaning that they’ll do a recap for everyone to read. It’ll also give them an idea of how much time the coding will take and give them a final chance to flee from the chaos).

We’ll then put up a poll and you’ll all get to vote for the seven people/things who will be bringing the news to Fandom for the summer

This is also your chance to do a one-off: if you've always wanted to do radio for just one night, here's the place to volunteer for it! Aren't I sweet? You can also sign up here to volunteer to become an honorary squirrel: one of our intrepid research staffers.

If you're interested, please drop a comment in this post.

Thanks!

Radio Broadcasters!

Wednesday, September 17th, 2008 12:29 pm
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
A very familiar voice came over the airwaves. "This be the pirate, beloved by wenches 'n squirrels alike, though in very diff'rent ways, here t' announce some very important news--we be havin' our radio broadcasters for the next while on Fandom Isle. The list e'en be in alphabetical-type order because one o' the squirrels be a mite anal.

"Without further ado, here they be:

The Doctor
Lois Lane
Toby Moraitis
Robin Scherbatsky
Reno o' the Turks 'n Jenny Sparks
Turtle Wexler
Sam 'n Dean Winchester

"Congratulations t' all o' ye! 'n just as a reminder, thar be no monetary compensation for such an honor."

[OOC: Thank you so, so much to those who tried out. The voting was insanely close this time around.]

Radio Broadcasters!

Wednesday, September 17th, 2008 12:29 pm
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
A very familiar voice came over the airwaves. "This be the pirate, beloved by wenches 'n squirrels alike, though in very diff'rent ways, here t' announce some very important news--we be havin' our radio broadcasters for the next while on Fandom Isle. The list e'en be in alphabetical-type order because one o' the squirrels be a mite anal.

"Without further ado, here they be:

The Doctor
Lois Lane
Toby Moraitis
Robin Scherbatsky
Reno o' the Turks 'n Jenny Sparks
Turtle Wexler
Sam 'n Dean Winchester

"Congratulations t' all o' ye! 'n just as a reminder, thar be no monetary compensation for such an honor."

[OOC: Thank you so, so much to those who tried out. The voting was insanely close this time around.]
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
The time of year when we look for radio talent! And we’re looking for a few good men/women/talking animals to become the island's voice for the next semester.

Students, teachers, townies, newcomers, old hands—everyone is welcome to try out.

Beginning Monday, September 1 (the first full week with all the newbies), everyone who’s interested—new talent and old talent—will have an on-air audition (meaning that they’ll do a recap for everyone to read. It’ll also give them an idea of how much time the coding will take and give them a final chance to flee from the chaos).

We’ll then put up a poll and you’ll all get to vote for the seven people/things who will be bringing the news to Fandom for the summer

This is also your chance to do a one-off: if you've always wanted to do radio for just one night, here's the place to volunteer for it! Aren't I sweet? You can also sign up here to volunteer to become an honorary squirrel: one of our intrepid research staffers.

If you're interested, please drop a comment in this post.

Thanks!
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
The time of year when we look for radio talent! And we’re looking for a few good men/women/talking animals to become the island's voice for the next semester.

Students, teachers, townies, newcomers, old hands—everyone is welcome to try out.

Beginning Monday, September 1 (the first full week with all the newbies), everyone who’s interested—new talent and old talent—will have an on-air audition (meaning that they’ll do a recap for everyone to read. It’ll also give them an idea of how much time the coding will take and give them a final chance to flee from the chaos).

We’ll then put up a poll and you’ll all get to vote for the seven people/things who will be bringing the news to Fandom for the summer

This is also your chance to do a one-off: if you've always wanted to do radio for just one night, here's the place to volunteer for it! Aren't I sweet? You can also sign up here to volunteer to become an honorary squirrel: one of our intrepid research staffers.

If you're interested, please drop a comment in this post.

Thanks!
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
The time of year when we look for radio talent! And we’re looking for a few good men/women/talking animals to become the island's voice for the next semester.

Students, teachers, townies, newcomers, old hands—everyone is welcome to try out.

Beginning Monday, May 12 (the first full week with all the newbies), everyone who’s interested—new talent and old talent—will have an on-air audition (meaning that they’ll do a recap for everyone to read. It’ll also give them an idea of how much time the coding will take and give them a final chance to flee from the chaos).

We’ll then put up a poll and you’ll all get to vote for the seven people/things who will be bringing the news to Fandom for the summer

This is also your chance to do a one-off: if you've always wanted to do radio for just one night, here's the place to volunteer for it! Aren't I sweet? You can also sign up here to volunteer to become an honorary squirrel: one of our intrepid research staffers.

If you're interested, please drop a comment in this post.

Thanks!
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
The time of year when we look for radio talent! And we’re looking for a few good men/women/talking animals to become the island's voice for the next semester.

Students, teachers, townies, newcomers, old hands—everyone is welcome to try out.

Beginning Monday, May 12 (the first full week with all the newbies), everyone who’s interested—new talent and old talent—will have an on-air audition (meaning that they’ll do a recap for everyone to read. It’ll also give them an idea of how much time the coding will take and give them a final chance to flee from the chaos).

We’ll then put up a poll and you’ll all get to vote for the seven people/things who will be bringing the news to Fandom for the summer

This is also your chance to do a one-off: if you've always wanted to do radio for just one night, here's the place to volunteer for it! Aren't I sweet? You can also sign up here to volunteer to become an honorary squirrel: one of our intrepid research staffers.

If you're interested, please drop a comment in this post.

Thanks!
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
Good evenin', Fandom! This be the pirate--aren't ye glad t' hear from me again?

*sounds of squirrelly cheers*

Suckin' up be doin' ye no good. Yer rum rations be stayin' as they are.

*sounds of nuts being thrown*

Oh, ye be in trouble now. *shuffles papers* Or after I be finished wit' the news.

Yay, the news! )

And that be all fer tonight! Keep yer eyes open, 'n if yer ears be lookin' like they belong on a donkey, feel free t' blame Jack Burton!
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
Good evenin', Fandom! This be the pirate--aren't ye glad t' hear from me again?

*sounds of squirrelly cheers*

Suckin' up be doin' ye no good. Yer rum rations be stayin' as they are.

*sounds of nuts being thrown*

Oh, ye be in trouble now. *shuffles papers* Or after I be finished wit' the news.

Yay, the news! )

And that be all fer tonight! Keep yer eyes open, 'n if yer ears be lookin' like they belong on a donkey, feel free t' blame Jack Burton!
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
Good evenin', Fandom! It be It be I, Barbossa, th' island's most famous pirate, bringin' ye the highs 'n lows o' today.

*weetiny squirrel cheers*

On to the news! )

That be all fer us here at the Crow's Nest. Have a good night, Fandom!

Frozen Puck to the Head - Captain Tractor
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
Good evenin', Fandom! It be It be I, Barbossa, th' island's most famous pirate, bringin' ye the highs 'n lows o' today.

*weetiny squirrel cheers*

On to the news! )

That be all fer us here at the Crow's Nest. Have a good night, Fandom!

Frozen Puck to the Head - Captain Tractor
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
A very familiar voice came over the airwaves. "This be the pirate, beloved by some o' ye and complete stranger t' the half o' ye who showed up here yesterday mornin'. Anyway, we be havin' our new broadcasters fer the semester! I even put 'em alphabetically fer ye because I care about detail like that."

No he didn't.

"Without further ado, here they be:

Dick Casablancas
Brooke Davis
Jenny Sparks 'n Reno o' the Turks
Richie Tozier
Willow Rosenberg 'n Xander Harris
Turtle Wexler 'n Jeff Murdock
Sam 'n Dean Winchester

Congratulations t' all o' ye!"

[OOC: Thank you so, so much to everyone who tried out!]
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
A very familiar voice came over the airwaves. "This be the pirate, beloved by some o' ye and complete stranger t' the half o' ye who showed up here yesterday mornin'. Anyway, we be havin' our new broadcasters fer the semester! I even put 'em alphabetically fer ye because I care about detail like that."

No he didn't.

"Without further ado, here they be:

Dick Casablancas
Brooke Davis
Jenny Sparks 'n Reno o' the Turks
Richie Tozier
Willow Rosenberg 'n Xander Harris
Turtle Wexler 'n Jeff Murdock
Sam 'n Dean Winchester

Congratulations t' all o' ye!"

[OOC: Thank you so, so much to everyone who tried out!]
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
It be Monday, I be bored, so it be pirate radio night!

*sounds of massive squirrel applause*

Go on, wake yer friends. I'll wait fer a moment.

*dead air*

I be Barbossa, this be the mighty WTFH, 'n ye all be mighty busy today, aye?

Where Barbossa talks a lot. )

That be all from the Crow's Nest tonight. Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit'-the-Hat 'n his lovely wench who be not a frog, nor likin' t' be called Haunches, 'n have a good tomorrow.
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
It be Monday, I be bored, so it be pirate radio night!

*sounds of massive squirrel applause*

Go on, wake yer friends. I'll wait fer a moment.

*dead air*

I be Barbossa, this be the mighty WTFH, 'n ye all be mighty busy today, aye?

Where Barbossa talks a lot. )

That be all from the Crow's Nest tonight. Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit'-the-Hat 'n his lovely wench who be not a frog, nor likin' t' be called Haunches, 'n have a good tomorrow.
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
If you are new to the radio, please apply for membership to [livejournal.com profile] fandom_radio. The schedule for tryouts is now up.

Thanks!

Sway - Bic Runga
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
If you are new to the radio, please apply for membership to [livejournal.com profile] fandom_radio. The schedule for tryouts is now up.

Thanks!

Sway - Bic Runga
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
The time of year when we look for radio talent! And we’re looking for a few good men/women/talking animals to become the island's voice for the next semester.

Students, teachers, townies, newcomers, old hands—everyone is welcome to try out.

Beginning Monday, January 6 (the first day of classes with all of the newbies, we play hardcore, yeah), everyone who’s interested—new talent and old talent —will have an on-air audition (meaning that they’ll do a recap for everyone to read. It’ll also give them an idea of how much time the coding will take and give them a final chance to flee from the chaos).

I’ll then put up a poll and you’ll all get to vote for the seven people/things who will be bringing the news to Fandom for the next semester.

This is also your chance to do a one-off: if you've always wanted to do radio for just one night, here's the place to volunteer for it! Aren't I sweet? You can also sign up here to volunteer to become an honorary squirrel: one of our intrepid research staffers.

If you're interested, please drop a comment in this post.

Thanks!


Take It Easy (Live) - Eagles
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
The time of year when we look for radio talent! And we’re looking for a few good men/women/talking animals to become the island's voice for the next semester.

Students, teachers, townies, newcomers, old hands—everyone is welcome to try out.

Beginning Monday, January 6 (the first day of classes with all of the newbies, we play hardcore, yeah), everyone who’s interested—new talent and old talent —will have an on-air audition (meaning that they’ll do a recap for everyone to read. It’ll also give them an idea of how much time the coding will take and give them a final chance to flee from the chaos).

I’ll then put up a poll and you’ll all get to vote for the seven people/things who will be bringing the news to Fandom for the next semester.

This is also your chance to do a one-off: if you've always wanted to do radio for just one night, here's the place to volunteer for it! Aren't I sweet? You can also sign up here to volunteer to become an honorary squirrel: one of our intrepid research staffers.

If you're interested, please drop a comment in this post.

Thanks!


Take It Easy (Live) - Eagles
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
Good evenin' me hearties! This be Barbossa, which be makin' this the one, the only pirate radio. And I, o' course, be the pirate.

Ye may all have a moment t' squeal wit' delight now.

*pause*

Very well. On wit' the news! )
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
Good evenin' me hearties! This be Barbossa, which be makin' this the one, the only pirate radio. And I, o' course, be the pirate.

Ye may all have a moment t' squeal wit' delight now.

*pause*

Very well. On wit' the news! )
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
I be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines, which be making this the one, the only, Pirate Radio.

Be ye missin' me at all? O' course ye have! I be ruggedly good-lookin' even when I not be a bottle o' rum. Which were the best thing ever, in case ye be wonderin'.

We be movin' on, though. Bottles o' rum cannot do a broadcast. Believe me, I be tryin' some days.

Readin', Writin', 'n 'Rithamatic
Hades be makin' some manner o' announcement. I be suspectin' it be not "his hair be fabulous," as me notes say. Mayhaps he be needin' some manner o' pick-me-up, though, in which case, I be sure his hair be terribly appealin' 'n in no way destructive t' the paint on the ceilin' o' the radio studio.

Tannim be eatin' alone today, Isabel be openin' the library, 'n Yomiko 'n Angela be thar, too, as good library wenches be. Irulan--who be havin' some wonderful hats, by the way--be stoppin' by t' chat about the weekend. Her roommate were turned into a blonde with enormous tracts o' land! Lucky wench. *mutters* Oh? The squirrels be sayin' I should be doin' this.

*blows whistle*

I be thinkin' the squirrels be gettin' into the rum when I be not watchin'.

Forensic Science--wit' the lovely Molly as victim o' the week--be learnin' about matchin' wounds t' weapons. It be a fine art, tellin' the difference between a scimitar 'n a broadsword wound. Jes' ask me friend No Arms McCoy. Anyway, the students investigate the scene o' the crime, then go back t' the lab 'n announce the murderer. It were no one ye know. *shuffles papers* Wait. It be sayin' the butler did it. Be *that* why Alfred skipped town?

Huntin' be learnin' about the importance o' salt 'n iron. Mixed together properly, they be makin' one heck o' an appetizer. They be gettin' toys from Professor Winchester--since he be such a cuddly type, I be bettin' the toys be soft 'n pink--then talk about their experience wit' firearms. Since this be Huntin', I be guessin' that be not a euphemism. Although Chris be askin' Parker t' show him how t' use his, so...it might be. Anyway, Neil be wonderin' if thar be alternatives t' firearms offered in the next class. Ye go up against something nasty 'n tryin' t' kill ye with a sharp pokey stick or a firm word or whatever. See how that works fer ye.

Spy Tech be rescuin' a kidnapped wench. I be not knowin' her name, so I be callin' her Ima Easyncheep. *laughter* I be crackin' meself up. They also be turnin' in thar cameras from last week's homework 'n Annette? The squirrels still be a mite cranky with ye, wench.

US History be watchin' the Colbert Report wit' Hades o' the fabulous hair. Willow be wonderin' if Hades be likin' her fruit basket, which I be assumin' be actually involvin' fruit as it be Willow 'n I might be a pirate but thar be some places even I be not comfortable going, and Blair be flailin' like a flailin' thing that flails.

*pause* Ye need t' stop watchin' terrible television in yer time off, me hearties.

*squirrelly shuffling*

Engineerin' talks about makin' rhubarb pie. Or engineerin', but I be thinkin' mine be more interestin'. They be workin' on homework--when they be not passin' notes, Bridge 'n Willow--'n then Bridge 'n Cally be apologizin' fer bein' giant class-skippin' slackers last week.

Aye, we do know everything.

Extraterr....Alien things Class be havin' Kaylee speakin'. She be the cutest alien ever, aye? Creative Writin' be speakin' o' creatin' decent characters. I be thinkin' Hermione be havin' a lot t' add t' that converastion, aye? Especially after last weekend. Speakin' o' characters, Nova 'n Nadia be bringin'...little stuffed friends wit' them t' class.

...that might be a euphemism.

Movin' on! El Mariachi be havin' office hours, though he be alone. Mayhap he can be writin' a sad, sad song about that. It should talk about drinkin'. And oranges.

More things should try t' rhyme wit' oranges. Like, um, kumquat. And llamas.

*squirrelly snickers*

They be totally rhymin'. Hush. But not t' worry--no one be visitin' Sakura or Doc Venture either. Though Doc Venture be hidin', so mayhaps that be what suited him. Be ye a hooker this weekend? It were goin' around, apparently.

Deadpool be gettin' visited by Schrodinger, Conner-who-be-spellin'-his-name-wrong, 'n Yon...dom-mee. Mayhaps that could rhyme wit' orange-eee, too.

Roomin'
Aeryn 'n John be wakin' up, as ye do. And John's "Bertram" be demanding. *papers shuffle* That might be a euphemism. In possibly related news, Nova's plush turtle be able t' do backflips. I be hearin' that Bridge be chargin' extra fer makin' his, er, turtle, do that this weekend. Tori's stuffed dolphin...

*more papers shuffle*

Ye aren't even tryin' tonight, are ye? Tori's "stuffed dolphin" be "makin' noises" 'n wakin' Angela up. Thar be no notes indicatin' if that be a euphemism, either, so I be sayin' yes. Naomi's "flotter doll"--which I be thinkin' be somethin' ye could pick up at the Sin, if ye be so inclined--be wakin' her up, which be almost as worrisome as Weiss's smokin' monkey. A few weeks o' penicillin'll clear that right up, matey. Have Parker get tested, too, jes' in case. Mayhaps Pippi be needin' some as well--wenches normally be not havin' monkeys.

*squirrelly chittering* Oh, me mistake. That be an actual monkey. Not a euphemism.

Neil--who be not Doc Wilson--be makin' breakfast on third floor this mornin' before gettin' attacked by Nova's "plushie." Lucky Neil. Billy be not t' Nova's "plushie's" taste. Be not worried, Billy. Not everyone be meant t' have sex in their lives. Oh, wait. Maybe this Ami wench will help ye out!

Walter be movin'. I be not blamin' him. Pippi 'n Nadia both be offerin' t' help, which be mighty charitable. Thar be no word whether either o' them will be bringin' any manner o' euphemism--like, say, Annette's "evil pig"--wit' them.

Ander's "action figgers"--ye be havin' more than one? I be thinkin' that were only one old student's problem--be bogglin' Tori. Ye were showin' yer action figgers t' the wench? Nicely played, Anders!

Hunter be attackin' Dean's rock'em, sock'em robots. If that be the same thing as an "action figger", then that be no way t' be celebratin' a birthday (though Alec be tryin' to make it a happy one). Tannim's "mustangs" be racin', Valentine's balls be chasin' him 'n that jes' can't be comfortable, 'n Setsuna's plushies be rollin' in her underwear. Ye all be sick, sick people. Zuko's headless bear be freakin' Mel out. As it should be. *shuffling paper* Oh, it be not supposed t' be like that. And Zuko be not happy at the change o' events. Now the wench be needin' a new, non-burned comforter.

Lana be studyin', Parker 'n Jack be plottin', Jaye be watchin' her Obi-Wans fight each other, 'n Peter-who-be-a-Parker be sewin' himself a lovely frock. Zero, Isabel 'n Teddy be stoppin' in t' watch.

Down at the shootin' range, Jack be tryin' to shoot wit' one eye closed. Irulan 'n Professor Harrington be joinin' him.

Seely be runnin' cheerleader practice. I be not wantin' t' know why. Buffy be puttin' people on teams. Thar be a joke about teams 'n Seely playin' fer the wrong one, but I be too mature t' make it. Tori 'n Annette are happy t' be together. And if ye be wearin' bitty skirts 'n mayhaps hittin' each other wit' pillows, well, I be happy too. Molly 'n Phoebe be deceptively cute, River be nursin' a cold 'n D'anna be wearin' her own underwear. Be this normally somethin' that is a question, wench? She also be wantin' t' throw Nadia into the air. Watch yer underwear. Lana 'n Phoebe be apologizin' t' each other--no word on their underwear--and thar be general warmin' up, oglin', 'n gratefulness fer bein' thwarted in tryin' t' take over the world.

I love this town. Anyway. Nadia be havin' pink pony issues--be that another way o' talkin' about yer time o' the month?--and Seely were chased by a horny puppet. Aren't we all, metaphorically speakin'? *more papers shuffle* Oh, it's an actual puppet. That be strange.

River be thinkin' so, too. She be havin' jes' about enough o' today 'n is hidin' wit' Blair. I be thinkin' she shouldn't be hearin' about Nadia tryin' t' dye her pink pony. So...not another term fer a woman's time. If it be what I'm thinkin', it be bold t' try t' do that in a common room. Annette 'n Pippi be helpin' 'n introducin' Billy t' someone called Wormy. Billy be gettin' laid yet! Especially since he be thinkin' pink ponies be mythical. Poor boy. But so did Anders, 'n he dated Cally fer a while. Surely she let ye see her pink pony? He be whippin' out his "action figgers" 'n stunnin' the whole room. Setsuna in particular be not happy.

Tori's "flipper" and Nadia's "pink pony" meet, and so do Tori's...pet 'n Pippi's 'n then Tori offers t' lend hers t' Billy 'n I think I be needin' t' have a nice long lie-down. In news that be much less interestin', Tori 'n Annette decide t' go t' Dean's party 'n Broots pops his head in t' say hello.

In a different common rooms, Teddy 'n Chad be cuddly. Thar be no notes whether thar be "action figgers" involved. Thar be balls on the second floor, though! It be seemin' that Valentine still be outsmarted by them.

Revelin'

All 'n Sundries be gettin' a new Squishy machine any day now, thanks t' Sparky Repairs, so stop yer twitchin', Lana be spendin' most o' her shift productively on the phone, 'n Empire Records be playin' glam rock o' the 70s, which be some o' my favorite non-shanty music.

Ami be readin' in the park 'n a reporter who be not a squirrel be thar too. Parker be talkin' t' him. Anything she might be sayin' about me lack o' journalistic integrity be completely true.

Balthier be needin' his weapons cleaned because o' the pie thing yesterday, the Doctor be needin' his dosage upped because he were playin' chess wit' a stuffed pink rhinoscerous, which be too involvin' t' notice Leo 'n his puppet. Jane be thinkin' the Doctor's behavior be insane, though Rosette be offerin' other games. I be not thinkin' it were the game that be the strange bit), 'n then Rose be stoppin' by t' see the inside o' the TARDIS.

Lucifer be serving Yuki drinks at the Devil's Nest, and over at Caritas, Leo be wonderin' what be goin' on in the lounge. It be a birthday party fer Dean--complete wit' presents 'n cake 'n a birthday boy 'n lots o' talkin' 'n ye be not invited because ye be old 'n crusty-lookin'. 'n I be spendin' enough time on pirate ships t' be an excellent judge o' crusty. In non-birthday news, Isabel be talkin' t' Jarod 'n avoidin' GOB, as all girls wit' a lick o' sense--not ye, Becky--should do.

Thar also be a frog the size o' a house. In case ye be wantin' t' know.

The clinic be quiet day 'n night, which be disappointin'. Mayhaps people will be droppin' by fer shots, wit' all the talk o' pink ponies 'n "action figgers" 'n the like.

That be all from the Crow's Nest! Tomorrow ye'll be gettin' t' vote fer yer favorite broadcasters, so until then keep yer eye out fer the Matey-Wit'-the-Hat 'n have a good night!
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I be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines, which be making this the one, the only, Pirate Radio.

Be ye missin' me at all? O' course ye have! I be ruggedly good-lookin' even when I not be a bottle o' rum. Which were the best thing ever, in case ye be wonderin'.

We be movin' on, though. Bottles o' rum cannot do a broadcast. Believe me, I be tryin' some days.

Readin', Writin', 'n 'Rithamatic
Hades be makin' some manner o' announcement. I be suspectin' it be not "his hair be fabulous," as me notes say. Mayhaps he be needin' some manner o' pick-me-up, though, in which case, I be sure his hair be terribly appealin' 'n in no way destructive t' the paint on the ceilin' o' the radio studio.

Tannim be eatin' alone today, Isabel be openin' the library, 'n Yomiko 'n Angela be thar, too, as good library wenches be. Irulan--who be havin' some wonderful hats, by the way--be stoppin' by t' chat about the weekend. Her roommate were turned into a blonde with enormous tracts o' land! Lucky wench. *mutters* Oh? The squirrels be sayin' I should be doin' this.

*blows whistle*

I be thinkin' the squirrels be gettin' into the rum when I be not watchin'.

Forensic Science--wit' the lovely Molly as victim o' the week--be learnin' about matchin' wounds t' weapons. It be a fine art, tellin' the difference between a scimitar 'n a broadsword wound. Jes' ask me friend No Arms McCoy. Anyway, the students investigate the scene o' the crime, then go back t' the lab 'n announce the murderer. It were no one ye know. *shuffles papers* Wait. It be sayin' the butler did it. Be *that* why Alfred skipped town?

Huntin' be learnin' about the importance o' salt 'n iron. Mixed together properly, they be makin' one heck o' an appetizer. They be gettin' toys from Professor Winchester--since he be such a cuddly type, I be bettin' the toys be soft 'n pink--then talk about their experience wit' firearms. Since this be Huntin', I be guessin' that be not a euphemism. Although Chris be askin' Parker t' show him how t' use his, so...it might be. Anyway, Neil be wonderin' if thar be alternatives t' firearms offered in the next class. Ye go up against something nasty 'n tryin' t' kill ye with a sharp pokey stick or a firm word or whatever. See how that works fer ye.

Spy Tech be rescuin' a kidnapped wench. I be not knowin' her name, so I be callin' her Ima Easyncheep. *laughter* I be crackin' meself up. They also be turnin' in thar cameras from last week's homework 'n Annette? The squirrels still be a mite cranky with ye, wench.

US History be watchin' the Colbert Report wit' Hades o' the fabulous hair. Willow be wonderin' if Hades be likin' her fruit basket, which I be assumin' be actually involvin' fruit as it be Willow 'n I might be a pirate but thar be some places even I be not comfortable going, and Blair be flailin' like a flailin' thing that flails.

*pause* Ye need t' stop watchin' terrible television in yer time off, me hearties.

*squirrelly shuffling*

Engineerin' talks about makin' rhubarb pie. Or engineerin', but I be thinkin' mine be more interestin'. They be workin' on homework--when they be not passin' notes, Bridge 'n Willow--'n then Bridge 'n Cally be apologizin' fer bein' giant class-skippin' slackers last week.

Aye, we do know everything.

Extraterr....Alien things Class be havin' Kaylee speakin'. She be the cutest alien ever, aye? Creative Writin' be speakin' o' creatin' decent characters. I be thinkin' Hermione be havin' a lot t' add t' that converastion, aye? Especially after last weekend. Speakin' o' characters, Nova 'n Nadia be bringin'...little stuffed friends wit' them t' class.

...that might be a euphemism.

Movin' on! El Mariachi be havin' office hours, though he be alone. Mayhap he can be writin' a sad, sad song about that. It should talk about drinkin'. And oranges.

More things should try t' rhyme wit' oranges. Like, um, kumquat. And llamas.

*squirrelly snickers*

They be totally rhymin'. Hush. But not t' worry--no one be visitin' Sakura or Doc Venture either. Though Doc Venture be hidin', so mayhaps that be what suited him. Be ye a hooker this weekend? It were goin' around, apparently.

Deadpool be gettin' visited by Schrodinger, Conner-who-be-spellin'-his-name-wrong, 'n Yon...dom-mee. Mayhaps that could rhyme wit' orange-eee, too.

Roomin'
Aeryn 'n John be wakin' up, as ye do. And John's "Bertram" be demanding. *papers shuffle* That might be a euphemism. In possibly related news, Nova's plush turtle be able t' do backflips. I be hearin' that Bridge be chargin' extra fer makin' his, er, turtle, do that this weekend. Tori's stuffed dolphin...

*more papers shuffle*

Ye aren't even tryin' tonight, are ye? Tori's "stuffed dolphin" be "makin' noises" 'n wakin' Angela up. Thar be no notes indicatin' if that be a euphemism, either, so I be sayin' yes. Naomi's "flotter doll"--which I be thinkin' be somethin' ye could pick up at the Sin, if ye be so inclined--be wakin' her up, which be almost as worrisome as Weiss's smokin' monkey. A few weeks o' penicillin'll clear that right up, matey. Have Parker get tested, too, jes' in case. Mayhaps Pippi be needin' some as well--wenches normally be not havin' monkeys.

*squirrelly chittering* Oh, me mistake. That be an actual monkey. Not a euphemism.

Neil--who be not Doc Wilson--be makin' breakfast on third floor this mornin' before gettin' attacked by Nova's "plushie." Lucky Neil. Billy be not t' Nova's "plushie's" taste. Be not worried, Billy. Not everyone be meant t' have sex in their lives. Oh, wait. Maybe this Ami wench will help ye out!

Walter be movin'. I be not blamin' him. Pippi 'n Nadia both be offerin' t' help, which be mighty charitable. Thar be no word whether either o' them will be bringin' any manner o' euphemism--like, say, Annette's "evil pig"--wit' them.

Ander's "action figgers"--ye be havin' more than one? I be thinkin' that were only one old student's problem--be bogglin' Tori. Ye were showin' yer action figgers t' the wench? Nicely played, Anders!

Hunter be attackin' Dean's rock'em, sock'em robots. If that be the same thing as an "action figger", then that be no way t' be celebratin' a birthday (though Alec be tryin' to make it a happy one). Tannim's "mustangs" be racin', Valentine's balls be chasin' him 'n that jes' can't be comfortable, 'n Setsuna's plushies be rollin' in her underwear. Ye all be sick, sick people. Zuko's headless bear be freakin' Mel out. As it should be. *shuffling paper* Oh, it be not supposed t' be like that. And Zuko be not happy at the change o' events. Now the wench be needin' a new, non-burned comforter.

Lana be studyin', Parker 'n Jack be plottin', Jaye be watchin' her Obi-Wans fight each other, 'n Peter-who-be-a-Parker be sewin' himself a lovely frock. Zero, Isabel 'n Teddy be stoppin' in t' watch.

Down at the shootin' range, Jack be tryin' to shoot wit' one eye closed. Irulan 'n Professor Harrington be joinin' him.

Seely be runnin' cheerleader practice. I be not wantin' t' know why. Buffy be puttin' people on teams. Thar be a joke about teams 'n Seely playin' fer the wrong one, but I be too mature t' make it. Tori 'n Annette are happy t' be together. And if ye be wearin' bitty skirts 'n mayhaps hittin' each other wit' pillows, well, I be happy too. Molly 'n Phoebe be deceptively cute, River be nursin' a cold 'n D'anna be wearin' her own underwear. Be this normally somethin' that is a question, wench? She also be wantin' t' throw Nadia into the air. Watch yer underwear. Lana 'n Phoebe be apologizin' t' each other--no word on their underwear--and thar be general warmin' up, oglin', 'n gratefulness fer bein' thwarted in tryin' t' take over the world.

I love this town. Anyway. Nadia be havin' pink pony issues--be that another way o' talkin' about yer time o' the month?--and Seely were chased by a horny puppet. Aren't we all, metaphorically speakin'? *more papers shuffle* Oh, it's an actual puppet. That be strange.

River be thinkin' so, too. She be havin' jes' about enough o' today 'n is hidin' wit' Blair. I be thinkin' she shouldn't be hearin' about Nadia tryin' t' dye her pink pony. So...not another term fer a woman's time. If it be what I'm thinkin', it be bold t' try t' do that in a common room. Annette 'n Pippi be helpin' 'n introducin' Billy t' someone called Wormy. Billy be gettin' laid yet! Especially since he be thinkin' pink ponies be mythical. Poor boy. But so did Anders, 'n he dated Cally fer a while. Surely she let ye see her pink pony? He be whippin' out his "action figgers" 'n stunnin' the whole room. Setsuna in particular be not happy.

Tori's "flipper" and Nadia's "pink pony" meet, and so do Tori's...pet 'n Pippi's 'n then Tori offers t' lend hers t' Billy 'n I think I be needin' t' have a nice long lie-down. In news that be much less interestin', Tori 'n Annette decide t' go t' Dean's party 'n Broots pops his head in t' say hello.

In a different common rooms, Teddy 'n Chad be cuddly. Thar be no notes whether thar be "action figgers" involved. Thar be balls on the second floor, though! It be seemin' that Valentine still be outsmarted by them.

Revelin'

All 'n Sundries be gettin' a new Squishy machine any day now, thanks t' Sparky Repairs, so stop yer twitchin', Lana be spendin' most o' her shift productively on the phone, 'n Empire Records be playin' glam rock o' the 70s, which be some o' my favorite non-shanty music.

Ami be readin' in the park 'n a reporter who be not a squirrel be thar too. Parker be talkin' t' him. Anything she might be sayin' about me lack o' journalistic integrity be completely true.

Balthier be needin' his weapons cleaned because o' the pie thing yesterday, the Doctor be needin' his dosage upped because he were playin' chess wit' a stuffed pink rhinoscerous, which be too involvin' t' notice Leo 'n his puppet. Jane be thinkin' the Doctor's behavior be insane, though Rosette be offerin' other games. I be not thinkin' it were the game that be the strange bit), 'n then Rose be stoppin' by t' see the inside o' the TARDIS.

Lucifer be serving Yuki drinks at the Devil's Nest, and over at Caritas, Leo be wonderin' what be goin' on in the lounge. It be a birthday party fer Dean--complete wit' presents 'n cake 'n a birthday boy 'n lots o' talkin' 'n ye be not invited because ye be old 'n crusty-lookin'. 'n I be spendin' enough time on pirate ships t' be an excellent judge o' crusty. In non-birthday news, Isabel be talkin' t' Jarod 'n avoidin' GOB, as all girls wit' a lick o' sense--not ye, Becky--should do.

Thar also be a frog the size o' a house. In case ye be wantin' t' know.

The clinic be quiet day 'n night, which be disappointin'. Mayhaps people will be droppin' by fer shots, wit' all the talk o' pink ponies 'n "action figgers" 'n the like.

That be all from the Crow's Nest! Tomorrow ye'll be gettin' t' vote fer yer favorite broadcasters, so until then keep yer eye out fer the Matey-Wit'-the-Hat 'n have a good night!
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the latest 'n greatest from Fandom on this Tuesday evening.

So let's be gettin' started, shall we?

*sounds of squirrel-y chittering*

I'll be more entertainin' when I'm good 'n ready. Besides, ye be gettin' new talent tomorrow.

Readin', Writin', 'n Rithamatic
Music Be Love be shakin' thar booties in class today. It be a lot harder t' count that way--jes pointin' that out. Bel be stoppin' by after t' chat wit' Lorne.

Actin' be blockin' out imaginary scenes? Be they so bad that ye need t' block them out already? If ye need actual scenes t' block out, I can be gettin' ye copies o' the Christmas pageant...

Criminal Justice be playin' cops 'n robbers, Spyin' be playin' memory games, 'n Biology be studyin' somethin' orgasmic --*papers shuffle* organic. Mine be way more interestin'. Theirs be dealin' with orange juice, nuts, eggs 'n salmon. Borin'!

Humor class--we be havin' a humor class? Either ye have a sense o' one or ye don't--be talkin' about physical humor. River kickin' Pip in the crotch? That be comedy gold, me hearties. Heroism be talkin' nursery rhymes--did ye know that the one about the egg crackin' really be about a cannon? Now ye do!

Professors Winchester, Frizzle, 'n Adair be holdin' office hours, but no one be visitin'. Darth Vader be havin' office hours 'n be havin' Seely, Pippi, Aeryn, Rory 'n Billy stoppin' by. What be wrong wit' ye? Professor Cranston be havin' office hours 'n deliverin' papers t' his students, which be borin'. Unless it be treasure maps--then I be wonderin' where mine be, too.

The office be open, too. I be terribly uninterested.

In the library, Isabel be meetin' her new boss 'n Evie be entirely too excited by books. They be books. It be not rum or anythin'. Speakin' of things fer lunch, Naomi be eatin' alone today.

Roomin'
Lana be sleepin' the third floor common room so that she be not disturbin' her roommate. I be sayin' get yerself some manner o' snorin' aid 'n tellin' them t' deal wit' the noise.

In the fifth floor common room, Pippi be makin' pancakes. Cally be entirely too excited about them, Billy be more worried about gettin' turned into an animal--don't be makin' any witches cranky or go into any storage closets, lockers, or the fifth floor men's room on Tuesdays in November 'n ye should be fine--and Walter 'n Pippi be talkin' about River-who-be-out-o'-her-mind. Around here, ye be in good company, wench. Thar be talk o' love triangles between Cally 'n Walter, Lyra be gettin' pancakes 'n talkin' about how she be livin' wit' a matey. Be it Sam Winchester? Because he be a eunuch, so it be okay. Speakin' o' eunuchs, Billy be tellin' Pippi that he be keepin' his girlish figure in shape.

What a coincidence! He be in the gym later today! Blair be comin' in t' help him get in touch wit' his feminine side. Or meditate. I be likin' me version better.

S-wench be in the salle today, too, where she be givin' Peter-who-used-t'-be-a-pony a sword.

*papers shuffling* That might be a euphemism.

Jack be mockin' Cedric's bean bag chair--definitely a euphemism--Blair be liberatin' Mac's cookies--possibly a euphemism--and Rory be wantin' t' build a fort in Ethics class. That better not be a euphemism. John be bringin' Aeryn doughnuts t' get over the potential trauma o' such a fort.

Luke 'n Lyra be goin' on a field trip t' see Luke's ship, the twins-who-be-actually-related be stoppin' by t' say hello t' Ranma's puppy, 'n Lavender be bitchin' about mosquitoes. Be glad it be the end o' the summer, wench. It were unbearable in July. Over in Teddy's room, Joxer be apologizin', Peter-who-used-t'-be-a-pony be makin' an introduction, 'n Teddy in no way be playin' wit' Will's frogs. *shuffles papers* Possibly also a euphemism 'n if so, ye need t' be comin' up wit' better ones. What be wrong wit' "scrapbookin'"?

In non-scrapbookin' news, Togusa be showin' his tank-thing t' Pip 'n Pippi, 'n Matilda be laughin' at the twins-who-be-actually-related.

*sighs*

'n it wouldn't be a night in Fandom without a giant orgy in a common room. Tonight? It be on the fifth floor. Peter-who-used-t'-be-a-pony be watchin' Space Battles. Willow be thar 'n confused by katanas. Be that a little cafe wit' a band? She be meetin' Ray, makin' Alec wary 'n discoverin' that Buffy be a puppy.

*pause* Wait, what?

*extended period of laughter* I do be lovin' this school.

Willow also be talkin' boyfriends wit' Isabel 'n gettin' acquainted wit' Lavender. Molly be lovin' Space Battles! She also be gettin' thanked by Willow fer her work wit' River-who-be-out-o'-her-tree. Ray be tellin' Molly that he be knittin' her a sweater.

*long pause* Be leavin' the euphemisms t' the professionals, all right, Ray?

Alec 'n Molly be catchin' up before Alec be chattin' with Peter-who-used-t'-be-a-pony 'n Ray. Be ye "knittin' him a sweater," too, Ray? Dawn be threatenin' t' beat Alec wit' a fryin' pan if he be hurtin' Dean-who-be-not-Alec. I be likin' me wenches violent. Ray be appointin' himself in charge o' makin' new students veterans. Did anyone tell ye about the ritual streakin' across the quad? It be completely traditional. He also be wonderin' why Cally be enjoyin' her classes. That be makin' two of us.

Zero be thar as well, 'n Peter-who-be-a-Parker who also be a geek about Space Battles. A wench named Door--honestly, people--be talkin' wit' Carmela, Cally, Alanna, Dawn 'n Peter-who-used-t'-be-a-pony. Cally be chattin' wit' the Pony Boy, Izzy 'n Greg be cute, Ray 'n Greg both be lovin' some wench named Gloria Gaynor, Seely be answerin' t' Clementine as well as "NOT ANGEL!", Isabel 'n Lavender both be talkin' about the movie, 'n thar be a discussion o' emo. In other breakin' news, the sky be blue.

Carmela be tellin' Alanna about some kind of speech--I be bored--then talkin' classes wit' Pony Boy. I be more bored. *papers rustle* Jaye be flirtin' wit' Ray 'n if ye start datin' wit' cutesy rhymin' names I be never forgivin' ye. Jaye also be talkin' detention wit' Pony Boy. It be not leadin' t' hugs, unlike the conversation Bridge 'n Willow be havin'. 'n Bridge be not suited t' be a criminal.

*long pause* Well, yeah... Pony Boy 'n Dean be talkin' about the gray areas o' the law--I be excellin' at those--'n then Pony Boy be playin' fetch wit' Buffy-who-be-a-puppy. As ye do, I suppose. Alanna 'n Jaye be findin' Buffy-who-be-a-puppy adorable. Faithful be disagreein'. Lavender be checkin' to make certain that Bufffy-who-be-a-puppy be not eatin' a good shoe, then be wonderin' if Faithful be a student. No, Buffy be a student.

*laughter*

Welcome t' Fandom.

Revelin'
Doc Wilson (who be gettin' flowers) 'n Aziraphale be havin' dinner together, as ye do, All 'n Sundries be open, as it be, 'n a cleverly disguised-type woman be sneakin' into Cafe Fina.

Wait, what?

Billy be unhappy wit' his drink at Caritas. Mayhaps he should be gettin' beat wit' a screwdriver. *papers shuffle* Oh, me apologies. A screwdriver be a drink 'n one that Yondaime be happy with.

River be gettin' visited by Blair, Aziraphale 'n Schrodinger at the clinic durin' the day 'n it be quiet thar tonight.

That be all from the Crow's Nest! Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit'-the-Hat 'n have a good night!
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the latest 'n greatest from Fandom on this Tuesday evening.

So let's be gettin' started, shall we?

*sounds of squirrel-y chittering*

I'll be more entertainin' when I'm good 'n ready. Besides, ye be gettin' new talent tomorrow.

Readin', Writin', 'n Rithamatic
Music Be Love be shakin' thar booties in class today. It be a lot harder t' count that way--jes pointin' that out. Bel be stoppin' by after t' chat wit' Lorne.

Actin' be blockin' out imaginary scenes? Be they so bad that ye need t' block them out already? If ye need actual scenes t' block out, I can be gettin' ye copies o' the Christmas pageant...

Criminal Justice be playin' cops 'n robbers, Spyin' be playin' memory games, 'n Biology be studyin' somethin' orgasmic --*papers shuffle* organic. Mine be way more interestin'. Theirs be dealin' with orange juice, nuts, eggs 'n salmon. Borin'!

Humor class--we be havin' a humor class? Either ye have a sense o' one or ye don't--be talkin' about physical humor. River kickin' Pip in the crotch? That be comedy gold, me hearties. Heroism be talkin' nursery rhymes--did ye know that the one about the egg crackin' really be about a cannon? Now ye do!

Professors Winchester, Frizzle, 'n Adair be holdin' office hours, but no one be visitin'. Darth Vader be havin' office hours 'n be havin' Seely, Pippi, Aeryn, Rory 'n Billy stoppin' by. What be wrong wit' ye? Professor Cranston be havin' office hours 'n deliverin' papers t' his students, which be borin'. Unless it be treasure maps--then I be wonderin' where mine be, too.

The office be open, too. I be terribly uninterested.

In the library, Isabel be meetin' her new boss 'n Evie be entirely too excited by books. They be books. It be not rum or anythin'. Speakin' of things fer lunch, Naomi be eatin' alone today.

Roomin'
Lana be sleepin' the third floor common room so that she be not disturbin' her roommate. I be sayin' get yerself some manner o' snorin' aid 'n tellin' them t' deal wit' the noise.

In the fifth floor common room, Pippi be makin' pancakes. Cally be entirely too excited about them, Billy be more worried about gettin' turned into an animal--don't be makin' any witches cranky or go into any storage closets, lockers, or the fifth floor men's room on Tuesdays in November 'n ye should be fine--and Walter 'n Pippi be talkin' about River-who-be-out-o'-her-mind. Around here, ye be in good company, wench. Thar be talk o' love triangles between Cally 'n Walter, Lyra be gettin' pancakes 'n talkin' about how she be livin' wit' a matey. Be it Sam Winchester? Because he be a eunuch, so it be okay. Speakin' o' eunuchs, Billy be tellin' Pippi that he be keepin' his girlish figure in shape.

What a coincidence! He be in the gym later today! Blair be comin' in t' help him get in touch wit' his feminine side. Or meditate. I be likin' me version better.

S-wench be in the salle today, too, where she be givin' Peter-who-used-t'-be-a-pony a sword.

*papers shuffling* That might be a euphemism.

Jack be mockin' Cedric's bean bag chair--definitely a euphemism--Blair be liberatin' Mac's cookies--possibly a euphemism--and Rory be wantin' t' build a fort in Ethics class. That better not be a euphemism. John be bringin' Aeryn doughnuts t' get over the potential trauma o' such a fort.

Luke 'n Lyra be goin' on a field trip t' see Luke's ship, the twins-who-be-actually-related be stoppin' by t' say hello t' Ranma's puppy, 'n Lavender be bitchin' about mosquitoes. Be glad it be the end o' the summer, wench. It were unbearable in July. Over in Teddy's room, Joxer be apologizin', Peter-who-used-t'-be-a-pony be makin' an introduction, 'n Teddy in no way be playin' wit' Will's frogs. *shuffles papers* Possibly also a euphemism 'n if so, ye need t' be comin' up wit' better ones. What be wrong wit' "scrapbookin'"?

In non-scrapbookin' news, Togusa be showin' his tank-thing t' Pip 'n Pippi, 'n Matilda be laughin' at the twins-who-be-actually-related.

*sighs*

'n it wouldn't be a night in Fandom without a giant orgy in a common room. Tonight? It be on the fifth floor. Peter-who-used-t'-be-a-pony be watchin' Space Battles. Willow be thar 'n confused by katanas. Be that a little cafe wit' a band? She be meetin' Ray, makin' Alec wary 'n discoverin' that Buffy be a puppy.

*pause* Wait, what?

*extended period of laughter* I do be lovin' this school.

Willow also be talkin' boyfriends wit' Isabel 'n gettin' acquainted wit' Lavender. Molly be lovin' Space Battles! She also be gettin' thanked by Willow fer her work wit' River-who-be-out-o'-her-tree. Ray be tellin' Molly that he be knittin' her a sweater.

*long pause* Be leavin' the euphemisms t' the professionals, all right, Ray?

Alec 'n Molly be catchin' up before Alec be chattin' with Peter-who-used-t'-be-a-pony 'n Ray. Be ye "knittin' him a sweater," too, Ray? Dawn be threatenin' t' beat Alec wit' a fryin' pan if he be hurtin' Dean-who-be-not-Alec. I be likin' me wenches violent. Ray be appointin' himself in charge o' makin' new students veterans. Did anyone tell ye about the ritual streakin' across the quad? It be completely traditional. He also be wonderin' why Cally be enjoyin' her classes. That be makin' two of us.

Zero be thar as well, 'n Peter-who-be-a-Parker who also be a geek about Space Battles. A wench named Door--honestly, people--be talkin' wit' Carmela, Cally, Alanna, Dawn 'n Peter-who-used-t'-be-a-pony. Cally be chattin' wit' the Pony Boy, Izzy 'n Greg be cute, Ray 'n Greg both be lovin' some wench named Gloria Gaynor, Seely be answerin' t' Clementine as well as "NOT ANGEL!", Isabel 'n Lavender both be talkin' about the movie, 'n thar be a discussion o' emo. In other breakin' news, the sky be blue.

Carmela be tellin' Alanna about some kind of speech--I be bored--then talkin' classes wit' Pony Boy. I be more bored. *papers rustle* Jaye be flirtin' wit' Ray 'n if ye start datin' wit' cutesy rhymin' names I be never forgivin' ye. Jaye also be talkin' detention wit' Pony Boy. It be not leadin' t' hugs, unlike the conversation Bridge 'n Willow be havin'. 'n Bridge be not suited t' be a criminal.

*long pause* Well, yeah... Pony Boy 'n Dean be talkin' about the gray areas o' the law--I be excellin' at those--'n then Pony Boy be playin' fetch wit' Buffy-who-be-a-puppy. As ye do, I suppose. Alanna 'n Jaye be findin' Buffy-who-be-a-puppy adorable. Faithful be disagreein'. Lavender be checkin' to make certain that Bufffy-who-be-a-puppy be not eatin' a good shoe, then be wonderin' if Faithful be a student. No, Buffy be a student.

*laughter*

Welcome t' Fandom.

Revelin'
Doc Wilson (who be gettin' flowers) 'n Aziraphale be havin' dinner together, as ye do, All 'n Sundries be open, as it be, 'n a cleverly disguised-type woman be sneakin' into Cafe Fina.

Wait, what?

Billy be unhappy wit' his drink at Caritas. Mayhaps he should be gettin' beat wit' a screwdriver. *papers shuffle* Oh, me apologies. A screwdriver be a drink 'n one that Yondaime be happy with.

River be gettin' visited by Blair, Aziraphale 'n Schrodinger at the clinic durin' the day 'n it be quiet thar tonight.

That be all from the Crow's Nest! Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit'-the-Hat 'n have a good night!
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the influx o' new people t' the island 'n let me jes state upfront that I be hatin' ye all.

*sounds of drinking*

*for a very, very long time*

Roomin'
Jack 'n Sam-who-be-a-wench be wakin' up together this mornin'. Zuko be arrivin', as be Teddy, Dean-who-be-a-woodsman--his name be Forrester--, Schrodinger, Billy. Togusa be back from the summer 'n Peter-who-be-a-Parker be headin' fer home temporarily. Take me wit' ye, Peter!

Sam-who-be-not-a-wench be havin' a bad dream 'n tellin' Dawn about it, Willow be bringin' Dr. P-whatever candles--it be her birthday--even though Janet be worried about the fire hazard. Where I be comin' from, thar be no electricity. Ye have t' be stupid or drunk or both t' burn the place down wit' a candle. Professor Calendar be back as well, Pippi be helpin' Zuko t' settle in 'n Eric be sendin' email t' his roomate.

Briar 'n JD be in thar room, Lana be in her new room, Tim be stoppin' by t' see River, 'n Pippi 'n Jim be stoppin' by t' say hello t' Chad. We be havin' someone named Chad now? Huh.

But it be not all hellos today. Veronica also be leavin'. Cally, Jaye, Lana, Callisto, Anakin, Alanna, Xander, Cameron, Bel, Angela, Parker, Tim, Phoebe, Pip, Marty, Tyler, Connernanders, Rory, Nadia, Chloe, 'n Major K! Highlights be includin' boykissy, girlkissy 'n tasers. Only in Fandom.

Archie be sayin' goodbye as well--to Cally, Parker, Molly 'n Cameron.

'n if that be not enough, thar be people in a common room, too. Marie be makin' fried chicken 'n tellin' Kaylee, Cally, 'n Conner about her terrible date wit' Jamie. Bel/a> be tryin' t' get her interested in wenches instead. That be a noble goal. Briar be offerin' t' stab Jamie, but I be thinkin' thar might be a bit o' a line fer that. Bel 'n Blair be tryin' t' figure out if they be havin' sex. D' yer bums hurt? That be a pretty good indication.

*long pause*

I be hearin'. Blair 'n Marie be wantin' a Datin' fer Dummies book, Conner be tellin' Cally about his twin--be it an actual twin or a Fandom twin? This be an important distinction--'n Z be lovin' Marie fer cookin'. Jamie be thar, too, apologizin' t' Marie, but I be thinkin' it might be takin' a mite more than that.

Up on the roof, On the roof, Nadia be helpin' Bridge 'n Xander break up with brownies. WHAT? They best be breakin' up with the sweet 'n not wit' each other or I be havin' a glittery flag fer no good reason.

Revelin'
In town, thar be newcomers, too. Laura Roslin be arrivin', as be Yondaime, Mary Poppins 'n Jesse Custer. He be meetin' Schrodinger, Mary Poppins, Aly, the Doctor, 'n Wilson (who be back 'n meetin' Jane 'n seein' Bel again). El Mariachi also be arrivin', as be someone goin' by V--not the wench, who be leavin' us *sniffles*--'n Thursday Next. I be thinkin' that be a date...

Aly be gettin' an apartment, as be Wilson 'n thar be minglin' type things. Logan-who-be-not-a-bunny be gettin' tenants fer his house.

GOB 'n Becky be out on a date! I be thinkin' the correct response here be "awww." Angela be interviewin' Daisy at the Perk.

All 'n Sundries be open. Thar be people buyin' soap 'n other things 'n I be not really givin' a damn.

No one be in the clinic, either mornin' or evenin'.

At Caritas, Lorne, El, 'n Wilson sing 'n , Lorne be doin' a dedication fer Veronica 'n Archie. Smooth winds 'n a followin' sea t' ye, Archie!

*sighs, more drinking* Ye all be talkin', too. Wilson be meetin' Greg, Rosette be meetin' the new preacher, Jesse be meetin' El, 'n Walter be meetin' John-who-be-a-Constantine

Greg be meeitn' Laura Roslin, Lorne be gettin' confused by Seely-who-be-not Angel--welcome back, Lorne!--'n Alanna be makin' the same mistake.

Greg be meetin' Seely 'n Lorne, Pippi be meetin' John-who-be-a-Constantine, 'n Seely be havin' a death wish<. Ye don't be flirtin' wit' Parker without callin' her Cha-Cha first!

Alanna 'n Faithful be talkin' to Greg 'n Isabel, 'n Greg be tellin' Isabel that he be stickin' around. Sister Rosette be missin' booze--ye can't have mine--and Phoebe were missin' Wilson. So were Alanna

Zero be tellin' Greg about the book signin', Parker be chattin' with Jarod, (as be Lorne), 'n Walter and Pippi talk about their Little Brothers.

Parker be goin' on vacation, but she be plannin' t' spar wit' Alanna first. Parker 'n Jack also be talkin' about the new students. All of whom I be hatin'. Jes makin' that clear. Zero be tellin' Parker about her new Little Sister, 'n Veronica 'n Archie be sayin' goodbye t' Lorne.

All ye damn new people

'n thar be quite the busy day as new students 'n teachers be arrivin' on the island. Be watchin' out fer gremlins 'n be ignorin' any shrub that be seemin' t' take an interest in yer conversations. 'n the cafeteria be not that bad.

Thar be a big party in front o' the doors, where old students 'n new could be mixin'. Pippi be meetin' Zuko, Skif be meetin' Cally 'n chattin' wit' Nadia 'n Naomi, Bel be waitin' fer some Luke person who be not here yet, 'n Lana be meetin' the first o' our new clone-types: Seely-who-be-not Angel. Willow be meetin' Billy, Phoebe be gettin' Schrodinger which be soundin' like a shoe t' me, 'n Dana be arrivin' as well. Peter-who-be-English be meetin' Jim, Marty be meetin' Teddy, 'n Ray 'n Greg be gettin' acquainted. Greg be havin' a mite o' a death wish, Ray, so be careful.

Marie be meetin' Eric, Alphonse be meetin' Hikaru, 'n Chad 'n Aeryn be gettin' acquainted. Bridge's little siblin' be not showin' up right away--mayhaps she be off with this Luke person--Zero be meetin' a wench wit' a terribly unfortunate last name. Nitt? Ye be havin' me sympathies. Molly be gettin' t know Wilhemina, Isabel be doin' the same wit' Barbara 'n the same wit' Alphonse 'n Hermione.

*cackles* They've been here. I jes' wanted t' see if ye were still awake. Because ye be not wantin' to miss this. Thar be two Deans now. And the new Dean be lookin' jes like old Dean's brother Sam-who-be-not-a-wench. Would ye all like some o' me rum?

*more laughter* Anyway, Dean-who-be-a-woodsman be meetin' Walter, Layla 'n Dawn. Dean-who-be-not-Alec be also meetin' Layla 'n Tyler 'n John-who-be-Dorian 'n as far as I be tellin' not turned into any manner o' animal--which can happen--be talkin'. And so be Matilda 'n John-who-be-a-menagerie at times. But not today. Jes' makin' that clear. Kaylee be meetin' yet another John--I be callin' him Skippy now--Rory be meetin' Lyra 'n Alanna 'n Faithful be thar, too.

Like I'd be givin' ye me rum.

Peter-who-be-a-Parker be meetin' Summer, Broots be meetin' Pete-who-be-new, Blair be meetin' Evie, Hamlet 'n Carmela be gettin' acquainted 'n so be Pip 'n Kaoru 'n Hikaru.

'n then they all be meetin' thar roommates. Lana be thar, but her roommate be not. Neither be Alanna's. Agnes 'n Joxer be roomin' together, as be Pete-who-be-new 'n Eric, Naomi 'n Sir Didymus, Evie 'n Layla, Billy 'n Schrodinger, 'n Dean-who-be-a-woodsman 'n Lyra.

And since it be Fandom, thar be mingling. Seely-who-be-not-Angel be meetin' Dana, Marty, Dawn, Pippi, Zero, Molly, Jaye, Rory, Nadia, Billy, 'n Isabel. Those be mostly wenches. Well done, Seely! Naomi be meetin' Jude 'n Billy, 'n Zuko be introducin' himself t' Dawn, Pippi, Jaye, Molly, 'n the twins. Pip 'n Pippi also be talkin', but I be less interested. Ray be meetin' Seely, Jaye, Dawn, Molly, Nadia, 'n Isabel. Alphonse met Matilda, Sam-who-be-a-wench talked wit' Aeryn, 'n Teddy be meetin' Cally, Ranma, Zero, 'n Alec-who-be-not-Dean. Alanna 'n Faithful be meetin' Lyra 'n Summer, who also be meetin' Jaye, Billy, Alec 'n Cally. Pete-who-be new be gettin' acquainted wit' Cally 'n Billy, who also be meetin' Aeryn.

Xander be not new, but he be thar talkin' wit' Parker-who-be-a-wench 'n Bridge. Zero be not new either 'n be chattin' wit' Peter-who-be-a-Parker. Evie be new 'n be meetin' Dean-who-be-not-Alec, Cally, Hermione, 'n Jack. Wilhemina be meetin' Alphonse 'n Teddy, Dean-who-be-not-Alec 'n Alec-who-be-not-Dean be chattin'. Dean-who-be not Alec also be meetin' Naomi. Billy met Cally, Alfonse 'n Nadia be talkin', as be Rory 'n Dawn. Rory then be seein' Dean-who-be-a-woodsman 'n that be not at awkward. Except fer the part where it be terribly awkward.

Alec-who-be-not-Dean, either the woodsman or otherwise, be talkin' wit' Jaye, Cally, Evie, Billy, 'n Dean-who-be-a-woodsma. Thar were Shawn talkin' wit' Blair, Sam-who-be-not-a-wench 'n his double ('n then his brother), Jack 'n Jaye, Blair 'n Billy, Jaye 'n Carmela (who also be talkin' wit' Matilda), 'n Stark 'n Aeryn.

*sounds of heavy drinkin'* Ye be killin' me. *deep breath*

Chad be meetin' Teddy, Pip, Ranma 'n the twins. Peter-who-be-English be sayin' hello t' S-wench, as be Ranma 'n the twins. Jaye 'n Nadia be talkin', as be Jaye 'n Dean-who-be-not-Alec. Lana be meetin' Matilda, the twins, Jim, 'n Billy. Jim be meetin' Cally, Dean-who-be-not-Alec, 'n Blair. The twins be meetin' Matilda, Ranma 'n Billy 'n I be wantin' those nasty Gentlemen t' come back 'n shut ye all up. Walter be talkin' t' Nadia, Schrodinger 'n Billy.

That be all from the Crow's Nest, where I be Barbossa, good, drunk 'n hatin' ye all.

[OOC: Seriously, hating you all. Much, much love to the radio research crew for insane link fu.]
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the influx o' new people t' the island 'n let me jes state upfront that I be hatin' ye all.

*sounds of drinking*

*for a very, very long time*

Roomin'
Jack 'n Sam-who-be-a-wench be wakin' up together this mornin'. Zuko be arrivin', as be Teddy, Dean-who-be-a-woodsman--his name be Forrester--, Schrodinger, Billy. Togusa be back from the summer 'n Peter-who-be-a-Parker be headin' fer home temporarily. Take me wit' ye, Peter!

Sam-who-be-not-a-wench be havin' a bad dream 'n tellin' Dawn about it, Willow be bringin' Dr. P-whatever candles--it be her birthday--even though Janet be worried about the fire hazard. Where I be comin' from, thar be no electricity. Ye have t' be stupid or drunk or both t' burn the place down wit' a candle. Professor Calendar be back as well, Pippi be helpin' Zuko t' settle in 'n Eric be sendin' email t' his roomate.

Briar 'n JD be in thar room, Lana be in her new room, Tim be stoppin' by t' see River, 'n Pippi 'n Jim be stoppin' by t' say hello t' Chad. We be havin' someone named Chad now? Huh.

But it be not all hellos today. Veronica also be leavin'. Cally, Jaye, Lana, Callisto, Anakin, Alanna, Xander, Cameron, Bel, Angela, Parker, Tim, Phoebe, Pip, Marty, Tyler, Connernanders, Rory, Nadia, Chloe, 'n Major K! Highlights be includin' boykissy, girlkissy 'n tasers. Only in Fandom.

Archie be sayin' goodbye as well--to Cally, Parker, Molly 'n Cameron.

'n if that be not enough, thar be people in a common room, too. Marie be makin' fried chicken 'n tellin' Kaylee, Cally, 'n Conner about her terrible date wit' Jamie. Bel/a> be tryin' t' get her interested in wenches instead. That be a noble goal. Briar be offerin' t' stab Jamie, but I be thinkin' thar might be a bit o' a line fer that. Bel 'n Blair be tryin' t' figure out if they be havin' sex. D' yer bums hurt? That be a pretty good indication.

*long pause*

I be hearin'. Blair 'n Marie be wantin' a Datin' fer Dummies book, Conner be tellin' Cally about his twin--be it an actual twin or a Fandom twin? This be an important distinction--'n Z be lovin' Marie fer cookin'. Jamie be thar, too, apologizin' t' Marie, but I be thinkin' it might be takin' a mite more than that.

Up on the roof, On the roof, Nadia be helpin' Bridge 'n Xander break up with brownies. WHAT? They best be breakin' up with the sweet 'n not wit' each other or I be havin' a glittery flag fer no good reason.

Revelin'
In town, thar be newcomers, too. Laura Roslin be arrivin', as be Yondaime, Mary Poppins 'n Jesse Custer. He be meetin' Schrodinger, Mary Poppins, Aly, the Doctor, 'n Wilson (who be back 'n meetin' Jane 'n seein' Bel again). El Mariachi also be arrivin', as be someone goin' by V--not the wench, who be leavin' us *sniffles*--'n Thursday Next. I be thinkin' that be a date...

Aly be gettin' an apartment, as be Wilson 'n thar be minglin' type things. Logan-who-be-not-a-bunny be gettin' tenants fer his house.

GOB 'n Becky be out on a date! I be thinkin' the correct response here be "awww." Angela be interviewin' Daisy at the Perk.

All 'n Sundries be open. Thar be people buyin' soap 'n other things 'n I be not really givin' a damn.

No one be in the clinic, either mornin' or evenin'.

At Caritas, Lorne, El, 'n Wilson sing 'n , Lorne be doin' a dedication fer Veronica 'n Archie. Smooth winds 'n a followin' sea t' ye, Archie!

*sighs, more drinking* Ye all be talkin', too. Wilson be meetin' Greg, Rosette be meetin' the new preacher, Jesse be meetin' El, 'n Walter be meetin' John-who-be-a-Constantine

Greg be meeitn' Laura Roslin, Lorne be gettin' confused by Seely-who-be-not Angel--welcome back, Lorne!--'n Alanna be makin' the same mistake.

Greg be meetin' Seely 'n Lorne, Pippi be meetin' John-who-be-a-Constantine, 'n Seely be havin' a death wish<. Ye don't be flirtin' wit' Parker without callin' her Cha-Cha first!

Alanna 'n Faithful be talkin' to Greg 'n Isabel, 'n Greg be tellin' Isabel that he be stickin' around. Sister Rosette be missin' booze--ye can't have mine--and Phoebe were missin' Wilson. So were Alanna

Zero be tellin' Greg about the book signin', Parker be chattin' with Jarod, (as be Lorne), 'n Walter and Pippi talk about their Little Brothers.

Parker be goin' on vacation, but she be plannin' t' spar wit' Alanna first. Parker 'n Jack also be talkin' about the new students. All of whom I be hatin'. Jes makin' that clear. Zero be tellin' Parker about her new Little Sister, 'n Veronica 'n Archie be sayin' goodbye t' Lorne.

All ye damn new people

'n thar be quite the busy day as new students 'n teachers be arrivin' on the island. Be watchin' out fer gremlins 'n be ignorin' any shrub that be seemin' t' take an interest in yer conversations. 'n the cafeteria be not that bad.

Thar be a big party in front o' the doors, where old students 'n new could be mixin'. Pippi be meetin' Zuko, Skif be meetin' Cally 'n chattin' wit' Nadia 'n Naomi, Bel be waitin' fer some Luke person who be not here yet, 'n Lana be meetin' the first o' our new clone-types: Seely-who-be-not Angel. Willow be meetin' Billy, Phoebe be gettin' Schrodinger which be soundin' like a shoe t' me, 'n Dana be arrivin' as well. Peter-who-be-English be meetin' Jim, Marty be meetin' Teddy, 'n Ray 'n Greg be gettin' acquainted. Greg be havin' a mite o' a death wish, Ray, so be careful.

Marie be meetin' Eric, Alphonse be meetin' Hikaru, 'n Chad 'n Aeryn be gettin' acquainted. Bridge's little siblin' be not showin' up right away--mayhaps she be off with this Luke person--Zero be meetin' a wench wit' a terribly unfortunate last name. Nitt? Ye be havin' me sympathies. Molly be gettin' t know Wilhemina, Isabel be doin' the same wit' Barbara 'n the same wit' Alphonse 'n Hermione.

*cackles* They've been here. I jes' wanted t' see if ye were still awake. Because ye be not wantin' to miss this. Thar be two Deans now. And the new Dean be lookin' jes like old Dean's brother Sam-who-be-not-a-wench. Would ye all like some o' me rum?

*more laughter* Anyway, Dean-who-be-a-woodsman be meetin' Walter, Layla 'n Dawn. Dean-who-be-not-Alec be also meetin' Layla 'n Tyler 'n John-who-be-Dorian 'n as far as I be tellin' not turned into any manner o' animal--which can happen--be talkin'. And so be Matilda 'n John-who-be-a-menagerie at times. But not today. Jes' makin' that clear. Kaylee be meetin' yet another John--I be callin' him Skippy now--Rory be meetin' Lyra 'n Alanna 'n Faithful be thar, too.

Like I'd be givin' ye me rum.

Peter-who-be-a-Parker be meetin' Summer, Broots be meetin' Pete-who-be-new, Blair be meetin' Evie, Hamlet 'n Carmela be gettin' acquainted 'n so be Pip 'n Kaoru 'n Hikaru.

'n then they all be meetin' thar roommates. Lana be thar, but her roommate be not. Neither be Alanna's. Agnes 'n Joxer be roomin' together, as be Pete-who-be-new 'n Eric, Naomi 'n Sir Didymus, Evie 'n Layla, Billy 'n Schrodinger, 'n Dean-who-be-a-woodsman 'n Lyra.

And since it be Fandom, thar be mingling. Seely-who-be-not-Angel be meetin' Dana, Marty, Dawn, Pippi, Zero, Molly, Jaye, Rory, Nadia, Billy, 'n Isabel. Those be mostly wenches. Well done, Seely! Naomi be meetin' Jude 'n Billy, 'n Zuko be introducin' himself t' Dawn, Pippi, Jaye, Molly, 'n the twins. Pip 'n Pippi also be talkin', but I be less interested. Ray be meetin' Seely, Jaye, Dawn, Molly, Nadia, 'n Isabel. Alphonse met Matilda, Sam-who-be-a-wench talked wit' Aeryn, 'n Teddy be meetin' Cally, Ranma, Zero, 'n Alec-who-be-not-Dean. Alanna 'n Faithful be meetin' Lyra 'n Summer, who also be meetin' Jaye, Billy, Alec 'n Cally. Pete-who-be new be gettin' acquainted wit' Cally 'n Billy, who also be meetin' Aeryn.

Xander be not new, but he be thar talkin' wit' Parker-who-be-a-wench 'n Bridge. Zero be not new either 'n be chattin' wit' Peter-who-be-a-Parker. Evie be new 'n be meetin' Dean-who-be-not-Alec, Cally, Hermione, 'n Jack. Wilhemina be meetin' Alphonse 'n Teddy, Dean-who-be-not-Alec 'n Alec-who-be-not-Dean be chattin'. Dean-who-be not Alec also be meetin' Naomi. Billy met Cally, Alfonse 'n Nadia be talkin', as be Rory 'n Dawn. Rory then be seein' Dean-who-be-a-woodsman 'n that be not at awkward. Except fer the part where it be terribly awkward.

Alec-who-be-not-Dean, either the woodsman or otherwise, be talkin' wit' Jaye, Cally, Evie, Billy, 'n Dean-who-be-a-woodsma. Thar were Shawn talkin' wit' Blair, Sam-who-be-not-a-wench 'n his double ('n then his brother), Jack 'n Jaye, Blair 'n Billy, Jaye 'n Carmela (who also be talkin' wit' Matilda), 'n Stark 'n Aeryn.

*sounds of heavy drinkin'* Ye be killin' me. *deep breath*

Chad be meetin' Teddy, Pip, Ranma 'n the twins. Peter-who-be-English be sayin' hello t' S-wench, as be Ranma 'n the twins. Jaye 'n Nadia be talkin', as be Jaye 'n Dean-who-be-not-Alec. Lana be meetin' Matilda, the twins, Jim, 'n Billy. Jim be meetin' Cally, Dean-who-be-not-Alec, 'n Blair. The twins be meetin' Matilda, Ranma 'n Billy 'n I be wantin' those nasty Gentlemen t' come back 'n shut ye all up. Walter be talkin' t' Nadia, Schrodinger 'n Billy.

That be all from the Crow's Nest, where I be Barbossa, good, drunk 'n hatin' ye all.

[OOC: Seriously, hating you all. Much, much love to the radio research crew for insane link fu.]
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye all the latest in lies 'n gossip here at Fandom High.

Ye know ye love it. Turn up yer radios. The pirate be tellin' all.

Roomin'
Late, late last night, Alec be a no-good stickbug licker.

*laughter*

The cabin, apparently, which be makin' this in no way less bizarre.

Sam-who-be-not-a-wench 'n Dawn be wakin' up incredibly hungover, as be Rory 'n Anakin, who were also thar. If thar were an orgy 'n I be not invited, I be terribly unhappy...

'n speakin' o' orgies, Parker 'n Jack 'n Dawn be stoppin' by Isabel's 'n thar be talk about sex 'n paintin' things! Kinky. Then Greg be stoppin' by t' see the fruits o' their labors. Even more kinky!

Alec 'n Dean be tryin' t' remember the night before. Alec, ye licked a cabin. Ye might want t' get that checked.

Speakin' o' things t' get checked, John be pitchin' a tent in his room. I be fairly positive that be a euphemism, since Aeryn be thar.

In the gym this mornin', S-wench be practicin' her forms. Out in public? Ye brazen hussy. I be likin' that in a wench. John-who-be-a-Connor be workin' out wit' a heavy bag. Be that anything like yer animate sheet? Because if so, I be disturbed.

*pause*

Even if it be not, I still be disturbed. Sheets should be stayin' where they be. Anyway, Alanna be trainin' Parker-who-be-a-wench. *papers shuffle* It be not sayin' in what, but if it be "forms" I be thar wit' bells on. Sam-who-be-a-wench be runnin' into Parker-who-be-a-wench 'n be not dyin'! Good fer both o' ye.

Callynanders be discoverin' that they be comin' from a time ten years apart from each other. Huh. I suppose that be news. I be from 1750, if anyone be thinkin' they knew me from that time on Tortuga or somethin'.

Up on the fourth floor, Bel be cranky that he were bit by a gremlin yesterday. Don't ye be frettin', matey. At least ye didn't grease up yer hair 'n spend most o' the day swappin' spit wit' Parker-who-be-a-wench.

And no, that be never gettin' old. Anyway, apparently, Nadia bit Bel yesterday. That be soundin' dirty t' me. Blair be tryin' t' teach Doctor Cox t' be nice. I be wishin' ye luck, Blair, wit' that 'n wit' yer secret quest wit' the ladies at the Sin. Thar should be more people tryin' t' be like ye. Like *laughter* Bel, fer instance.

I be givin' ye a dollar if ye bounce fer me, Bel. That be no manner o' euphemism.

Up on the fifth floor, River be throwin' knives. As ye do. Fry be teachin' River about animals ye stuff--like a turkey, aye?--'n then Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker be thar talkin' t' her about siblings. Which ye be not stuffin', right? Walter be complimentin' River on her knife throwin' skills, which be the polite thing t' do if someone who be not ye be havin' a knife 'n then gettin' tea from Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker 'n figgerin' out what he 'n Nadia be up to yesterday. Aye, more gremlin bites. Parker be tellin' her about the rules o' Fandom about gremlin bites. If she be not sayin' that ye'll be mocked fer it fer the rest o' yer days, she be not tellin' ye true.

Then River's skill wit' a knife be killin'...the painted octopus on the wall. This apparently be hugely upsettin'. Huh.

This afternoon, Bel be not understandin' that the traditional way o' dealin' with gremlin bites is t' hide in yer room until the next bout o' stupidity strikes. Instead, he be on the second floor as well, where Conner be watchin' soccer. Or football. Or whatever. I be thinkin' after the World Cup be over that I be not havin' t' care about this anymore. Bel be promisin' not t' turn Nadia crispy, 'n Nadia 'n Conner be bondin' about video games.

Cally be talkin' t' Nadia on the roof, then Nadia be jumpin' off the roof wit' Walter. *shuffles papers* I be hopin' that Cally be not that bad a conversationalist.

Hermy be writin' home, Callisto be sleepin', Cedric 'n Dean be catchin' up, 'n Phoebe be talkin' t' Piper about Bel 'n basketball. Then Veronica be stoppin' by t' talk about Archie. Why be no one talkin' about me?

I be terribly interestin'.

Speakin' o' terribly interestin', S-wench be makin' a sandwich 'n talkin' wit' Jude.

*papers shuffle*

Sorry. That be not terribly interestin'.

Anyway, thar be revelin' up on the fifth floor--Pippi be convertin' the dead painted octopus into a new 'n different octupus 'n I be havin' no kind o' enough rum fer that t' make sense. Anders, Demyx 'n Fry be thar as well.

On the third floor, Angela be watchin' "I Love the 90s". The 1690s? The wigs be ridiculous. She be joined by Anders, Willow, Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker, Joxer, Zack, Marty, Hermione, 'n Briar.

Revelin'
Harper be gettin' an envelope today. Wow. Be throwin' a parade! In equally excitin' news, no one be in the clinic either this mornin' or tonight.

Pippi 'n Molly be stoppin' by Weasley's House of Whizzin' Whatevers, River 'n Tex be gettin' brunch this mornin', River be confessin' her octopus-slayin' ways at church 'n Alec be feedin' Jaye coffee t' cure her hangover. Personally, I be suggestin' more rum. If ye always be a little drunk, ye never be hungover!

Oooh! News about me! I were in Caritas tonight, learnin' about tippin' from GOB. Then I be gettin' tips from the Doctor, Xander 'n Yuuko. GOB be questionin' the Doctor's manliness 'n suggestin' Xander be goin' t' the Sin--they be treatin' ye right, I recommend it--'n talkin' Tokyo wit' Yuuko. Conner 'n the Doctor be flirtin' wit' Maureen. If ye be near Anders, I be expectin' the emo t' begin in three...two...one...

Oh, thar also be be a drinkin' nun.

That be all from the Crow's Nest! Keep an eye out fer Matey wit' the Hat 'n have a good night!
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye all the latest in lies 'n gossip here at Fandom High.

Ye know ye love it. Turn up yer radios. The pirate be tellin' all.

Roomin'
Late, late last night, Alec be a no-good stickbug licker.

*laughter*

The cabin, apparently, which be makin' this in no way less bizarre.

Sam-who-be-not-a-wench 'n Dawn be wakin' up incredibly hungover, as be Rory 'n Anakin, who were also thar. If thar were an orgy 'n I be not invited, I be terribly unhappy...

'n speakin' o' orgies, Parker 'n Jack 'n Dawn be stoppin' by Isabel's 'n thar be talk about sex 'n paintin' things! Kinky. Then Greg be stoppin' by t' see the fruits o' their labors. Even more kinky!

Alec 'n Dean be tryin' t' remember the night before. Alec, ye licked a cabin. Ye might want t' get that checked.

Speakin' o' things t' get checked, John be pitchin' a tent in his room. I be fairly positive that be a euphemism, since Aeryn be thar.

In the gym this mornin', S-wench be practicin' her forms. Out in public? Ye brazen hussy. I be likin' that in a wench. John-who-be-a-Connor be workin' out wit' a heavy bag. Be that anything like yer animate sheet? Because if so, I be disturbed.

*pause*

Even if it be not, I still be disturbed. Sheets should be stayin' where they be. Anyway, Alanna be trainin' Parker-who-be-a-wench. *papers shuffle* It be not sayin' in what, but if it be "forms" I be thar wit' bells on. Sam-who-be-a-wench be runnin' into Parker-who-be-a-wench 'n be not dyin'! Good fer both o' ye.

Callynanders be discoverin' that they be comin' from a time ten years apart from each other. Huh. I suppose that be news. I be from 1750, if anyone be thinkin' they knew me from that time on Tortuga or somethin'.

Up on the fourth floor, Bel be cranky that he were bit by a gremlin yesterday. Don't ye be frettin', matey. At least ye didn't grease up yer hair 'n spend most o' the day swappin' spit wit' Parker-who-be-a-wench.

And no, that be never gettin' old. Anyway, apparently, Nadia bit Bel yesterday. That be soundin' dirty t' me. Blair be tryin' t' teach Doctor Cox t' be nice. I be wishin' ye luck, Blair, wit' that 'n wit' yer secret quest wit' the ladies at the Sin. Thar should be more people tryin' t' be like ye. Like *laughter* Bel, fer instance.

I be givin' ye a dollar if ye bounce fer me, Bel. That be no manner o' euphemism.

Up on the fifth floor, River be throwin' knives. As ye do. Fry be teachin' River about animals ye stuff--like a turkey, aye?--'n then Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker be thar talkin' t' her about siblings. Which ye be not stuffin', right? Walter be complimentin' River on her knife throwin' skills, which be the polite thing t' do if someone who be not ye be havin' a knife 'n then gettin' tea from Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker 'n figgerin' out what he 'n Nadia be up to yesterday. Aye, more gremlin bites. Parker be tellin' her about the rules o' Fandom about gremlin bites. If she be not sayin' that ye'll be mocked fer it fer the rest o' yer days, she be not tellin' ye true.

Then River's skill wit' a knife be killin'...the painted octopus on the wall. This apparently be hugely upsettin'. Huh.

This afternoon, Bel be not understandin' that the traditional way o' dealin' with gremlin bites is t' hide in yer room until the next bout o' stupidity strikes. Instead, he be on the second floor as well, where Conner be watchin' soccer. Or football. Or whatever. I be thinkin' after the World Cup be over that I be not havin' t' care about this anymore. Bel be promisin' not t' turn Nadia crispy, 'n Nadia 'n Conner be bondin' about video games.

Cally be talkin' t' Nadia on the roof, then Nadia be jumpin' off the roof wit' Walter. *shuffles papers* I be hopin' that Cally be not that bad a conversationalist.

Hermy be writin' home, Callisto be sleepin', Cedric 'n Dean be catchin' up, 'n Phoebe be talkin' t' Piper about Bel 'n basketball. Then Veronica be stoppin' by t' talk about Archie. Why be no one talkin' about me?

I be terribly interestin'.

Speakin' o' terribly interestin', S-wench be makin' a sandwich 'n talkin' wit' Jude.

*papers shuffle*

Sorry. That be not terribly interestin'.

Anyway, thar be revelin' up on the fifth floor--Pippi be convertin' the dead painted octopus into a new 'n different octupus 'n I be havin' no kind o' enough rum fer that t' make sense. Anders, Demyx 'n Fry be thar as well.

On the third floor, Angela be watchin' "I Love the 90s". The 1690s? The wigs be ridiculous. She be joined by Anders, Willow, Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker, Joxer, Zack, Marty, Hermione, 'n Briar.

Revelin'
Harper be gettin' an envelope today. Wow. Be throwin' a parade! In equally excitin' news, no one be in the clinic either this mornin' or tonight.

Pippi 'n Molly be stoppin' by Weasley's House of Whizzin' Whatevers, River 'n Tex be gettin' brunch this mornin', River be confessin' her octopus-slayin' ways at church 'n Alec be feedin' Jaye coffee t' cure her hangover. Personally, I be suggestin' more rum. If ye always be a little drunk, ye never be hungover!

Oooh! News about me! I were in Caritas tonight, learnin' about tippin' from GOB. Then I be gettin' tips from the Doctor, Xander 'n Yuuko. GOB be questionin' the Doctor's manliness 'n suggestin' Xander be goin' t' the Sin--they be treatin' ye right, I recommend it--'n talkin' Tokyo wit' Yuuko. Conner 'n the Doctor be flirtin' wit' Maureen. If ye be near Anders, I be expectin' the emo t' begin in three...two...one...

Oh, thar also be be a drinkin' nun.

That be all from the Crow's Nest! Keep an eye out fer Matey wit' the Hat 'n have a good night!
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*sounds of Certain People singing on the beach last night*

Bomp babbaloobomp a whomp bam boom! Oh, this be on. This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the news from what be possibly the Greatest Weekend Ever that be humiliatin' people who be not me.

Be ye curious? Turn up the volume. The pirate be tellin' all, me hearties.

Camp Ohgodiwannadie

In Squirrel this mornin', Pippi--who be not answerin' t' Jan anymore--be babblin' at Pip about yesterday, then she 'n Seras be fantasizin' about brunch at Cafe Fina. That probably be a euphemism. Out in public 'n everything! I be so proud o' ye, wenches.

The basketball team be practicin' 'n commisseratin' about yesterday. Which were the Best Day Ever because it be not happenin' t' me. Peter-who-be-not-Doody 'n Cameron be talkin' about the radio broadcast last night. Which be remindin' me--John, thar be a bottle o' rum wit' yer name on it here at the studio. Peter-who-be-not-Doody be apologizin' t' Isabel fer askin' her out 'n callin' her doll yesterday. What be wrong wit' callin' a wench doll? Tyler be gettin' valuable advice from Coach Bluth: more cheerleaders be better 'n Cameron be switchin' teams. *papers rustle* I be told that might not be dirty, but I be not believin' that.

In th' Autonomous Collective o' Shirtless Seahorses, Jaye 'n Cedric be talkin' about Quiddich. It be soundin' dirty. *papers shuffle* Apparently Jaye be thinkin' so to. It be not. I be disappointed, honestly. Sam-who-be-not Sandy also be not so terribly stealthy. Jaye be convincin' her t' be gettin' shirtless 'n thinkin' about gettin' some bodyguards. Jaye be quite talented. Cedric be thar t' tease Sam about yesterday as well. Sam? As far as I be concerned? Ye can cook any time ye'd like. Dean-who-be-not-Alec-or-Kenickie be not that mad at ye, either, so ye can come out o' yer room soon, I be sure. Wearin' those pants from yesterday, if ye be wantin' my preference.

*pause*

Which ye probably didn't. We be movin' on.

Cedric also be healin' up nicely from the not-nearly-as-fun shenanigans o' last weekend--Jack be happy about that and jes' as happy t' celebrate Shirtless Day, though he do be wishin' that there could be stereo shirtlessness wit' Dean-who-be-not-Alec-or Kenickie 'n Alec-who-be-not-Dean. One shirtless clone be enough t' make Jaye happy, though.

At the Meerkat campfire, Peter-who-be-a-Parker also now be a blond. It be a much better job than his hair from yesterday, if ye be wonderin'. In other yesterday-related news, Tyler be very glad that River were not around t' witness his fashion choices yesterday 'n a mite confused about the pages o' equations he wrote up. Be ye plannin' to tell her about gettin' a wedgie from Peter-who-be-not-an-actual-griffon? Because that be a highlight t' me. He 'n Peter-who-be-a-Parker be plottin' t' retrieve the film commemoratin' the events o' yesterday.

*hearty laughter*

Good luck wit' that.

Isabel be catchin' Aeryn-who-be-a-princess-later up wit' the events o' yesterday. Be ye mentionin' the rickshaw races? 'n the moonin'? Aeryn be a mite mesmorized by Peter-who-be-a-Parker's blond hair.

Parker-who-be-a-right-slutty-wench-yesterday be wantin' to kill everythin' this mornin'. I be havin' photographs o' her grabbin' Anakin's ass yesterday...*more laughter* He be lookin' like a pretty decent kisser fer a eunuch.

*pause* Not that I be thinkin' about that. AT ALL. 'n these be not doctored photographs, Parker-who-be-right-slutty-wench-yesterday. So yer plottin' be comin' t' naught.

Alanna be slightly more interested in hearin' about what she did at Caritas on Friday night than what Parker-who-be-a-right-slutty-wench-yesterday be doin' yesterday.

Rory-who-be-not-Frenchy also be a blonde this morning--she be not as pleased about it as Peter-who-be-a-Parker be 'n gettin' Isabel t' change it back. She 'n Parker also be comin' t' an accord not t' discuss at all what be happenin' yesterday. Which part? The part where Rory be callin' Parker-who-be-right-slutty-wench-yesterday a skank or when Parker be callin' her flat-chested?

Anyway, at least Callisto be gettin' some sleep.

Back in the dorms, where walls be not thick enough t' hide from humiliation.

In the fourth floor common room, Dean-who-be-not-Alec-nor-Kenickie be makin' breakfast. It best be good, Dean--Dawn be thar 'n able t' swing a mean fryin' pan. I be havin' pictures o' that, by the way, if anyone be so inclined. She seems t' have forgiven him, though, fer thar be canoodlin' 'n a date tonight 'n as far as I knowin', no manner o' violence. Brother Sam be slightly harder t' convince, though. Hopefully thar be no try o' canoodlin'. Because that be wrong. Ivanova 'n Maia be thar, too and if ye thinkin' that be not the most awkward conversation in the history o' ever, I be wantin' t' know yer nomination. Joxer be havin' turnip stew, which might be his last meal, but more on that a bit later. Wait, we be havin' more "Joxer be a stupid bastard" news. He 'n Kaylee be havin' a tiff about him 'n Cally.

*pause*

Ye be in no way smart enough t' keep two wenches, Joxer. Be pickin' one.

On the second floor, Molly 'n Cameron be makin' brownies 'n Cally 'n Cameron be talkin' baked goods, relationships 'n self-defense. In Fandom, I can be seein' the link. Cally then be in the gym sparrin' wit' Walter. *papers rustle* I be not thinkin' that be a euphemism.

Parker 'n Lana be introspective today, thar be a random sheet wit' Ranma in the fourth floor common room 'n *gales of laughter* Aeryn be gettin' bit by a gremlin 'n thinkin' she be a printheth! Princess, I be meanin'. Lispin' be contagious. Her newly decided royalty 'n declaration o' bein' married be comin' as a nasty shock t' John. Ranma be tryin' t' rescue her as she be requestin' but be at a loss as t' how t' do it. Aeryn be torn between thinkin' Rory be a maid or a lesbian thar t' rescue her. Mayhaps Rory could be a lesbian dressed as a maid? Jes' throwin' ideas out thar. Aeryn also be thinkin' that Hamlet be her new butler.

The Tick be at a loss as t' the behavior but be warnin' Aeryn against lava monsters before askin' Rory t' help out wit' the Festivus celebration on Friday 'n Lecturin' Joxer fer bein' a damn stupid bastard.

Turn up the radio. This be important when ye be wonderin' where Joxer be disappearin' to. He be tryin' t' feel up Aeryn Sun. She be slappin' the hell out of him while she be thinkin' she be someone else. I be thinkin' she be killin' him wit' a fryin' pan 'n hidin' the body tomorrow, and I be not blamin' her a bit.

Bridge 'n Aeryn be decidin' that they be not compatible post-rescue 'n so be scrappin' the entire thing, and Anakin be finally rescuin' the printheth then be turnin' tail 'n runnin' when she be askin' to make out. Be ye seein' the footage from yesterday, Aeryn? He be havin' quite a talent fer it! Who knew?

After his encounter wit' Her Royal Highness in the lobby, Tim be thinkin' Aeryn be mean. Let me be the first t' break it to ye, Tim. Aeryn won't care. She be a mite busy bein' supercranky about it t' worry about yer delicate feelings. Because the Printheth's reign be not completed. Thar still be Caritas. We get thar in a minute.

Jude be tellin' S-wench about the weird dream he be havin' yesterday. It be no dream 'n I be havin' the photos t' prove it.

*cackling*

Oh, this weekend be the best thing ever.

*something that sounds a bit like the two parts of "Summer Dreams" spliced together with banthabell. It's...unique.*

In town, where the streets were alive wit' the sound o' caterwaulin' yesterday.

GOB be back from what I be sure be a fascinatin' adventure, Jude be skateboardin' in the park 'n talkin' with Ranma, possibly even at the same time, Clark be at Cafe Fina fer brunch 'n Tim be all alone in Luke's.

Elliot in the mornin' 'n Janet in the evenin' be findin' the clinic as quiet as Luke's.

Ye know where it be not quiet, though? Caritas! Where Aeryn be singin' "Ever the Same." Out loud. In public.

*"Ever the Same" plays. Three times.*

John be tellin' GOB about Aeryn bein' married. GOB be tellin' him t' go to the Sin, then be gettin' a drink thrown at him by Aeryn. Surprisingly, these two events be not related. John be not particularly thrilled t' see Aeryn--who be not particularly polite t' Parker-who-be-a-wench--but he be more than happy t' leave when the venom be wearin' off.

In non-Aeryn news, Parker be not tellin' Cally that she be spendin' most o' yesterday wit' her tongue in Anakin Skywalker-who-be-a-eunuch-'n-possibly-a-duck's mouth. Parker be talkin' Fandom weirdness wit' Isabel 'n promisin' t' tip GOB well if he be not askin' why she be needin' t' drink. Please rewind yer tapes to be reminded o' why Parker be needin' t' drink.

And no, that be never gettin' old.

Peter-who-be-a-Parker be inteviewin' Doctor Cox, GOB be tellin' Isabel about his adventures on th' high seas--did ye run into Davy Jones, by any chance?--'n offerin' Alanna a job as a ventriloquist. Parker-who-shouldn't-be-offerin'-anyone-an-opinion-on-lifestyle-choices be questionin' Alanna's drinkin'. Speakin' o' lifestyle choices, Greg's hairgel be important enough t' him that he be bringin' it up in two separate conversations.

Thar also be a whole bunch o' people on the beach. As far as I can be tellin', Angela, Marty, Bridge, Xander, Callisto, 'n Z be not singin' down on the beach tonight. That be a shame.

That be all from the Crow's Nest! Keep an eye out fer wenches wit' fryin' pans--Joxer, ye be warned--and have a good night!
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*sounds of Certain People singing on the beach last night*

Bomp babbaloobomp a whomp bam boom! Oh, this be on. This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the news from what be possibly the Greatest Weekend Ever that be humiliatin' people who be not me.

Be ye curious? Turn up the volume. The pirate be tellin' all, me hearties.

Camp Ohgodiwannadie

In Squirrel this mornin', Pippi--who be not answerin' t' Jan anymore--be babblin' at Pip about yesterday, then she 'n Seras be fantasizin' about brunch at Cafe Fina. That probably be a euphemism. Out in public 'n everything! I be so proud o' ye, wenches.

The basketball team be practicin' 'n commisseratin' about yesterday. Which were the Best Day Ever because it be not happenin' t' me. Peter-who-be-not-Doody 'n Cameron be talkin' about the radio broadcast last night. Which be remindin' me--John, thar be a bottle o' rum wit' yer name on it here at the studio. Peter-who-be-not-Doody be apologizin' t' Isabel fer askin' her out 'n callin' her doll yesterday. What be wrong wit' callin' a wench doll? Tyler be gettin' valuable advice from Coach Bluth: more cheerleaders be better 'n Cameron be switchin' teams. *papers rustle* I be told that might not be dirty, but I be not believin' that.

In th' Autonomous Collective o' Shirtless Seahorses, Jaye 'n Cedric be talkin' about Quiddich. It be soundin' dirty. *papers shuffle* Apparently Jaye be thinkin' so to. It be not. I be disappointed, honestly. Sam-who-be-not Sandy also be not so terribly stealthy. Jaye be convincin' her t' be gettin' shirtless 'n thinkin' about gettin' some bodyguards. Jaye be quite talented. Cedric be thar t' tease Sam about yesterday as well. Sam? As far as I be concerned? Ye can cook any time ye'd like. Dean-who-be-not-Alec-or-Kenickie be not that mad at ye, either, so ye can come out o' yer room soon, I be sure. Wearin' those pants from yesterday, if ye be wantin' my preference.

*pause*

Which ye probably didn't. We be movin' on.

Cedric also be healin' up nicely from the not-nearly-as-fun shenanigans o' last weekend--Jack be happy about that and jes' as happy t' celebrate Shirtless Day, though he do be wishin' that there could be stereo shirtlessness wit' Dean-who-be-not-Alec-or Kenickie 'n Alec-who-be-not-Dean. One shirtless clone be enough t' make Jaye happy, though.

At the Meerkat campfire, Peter-who-be-a-Parker also now be a blond. It be a much better job than his hair from yesterday, if ye be wonderin'. In other yesterday-related news, Tyler be very glad that River were not around t' witness his fashion choices yesterday 'n a mite confused about the pages o' equations he wrote up. Be ye plannin' to tell her about gettin' a wedgie from Peter-who-be-not-an-actual-griffon? Because that be a highlight t' me. He 'n Peter-who-be-a-Parker be plottin' t' retrieve the film commemoratin' the events o' yesterday.

*hearty laughter*

Good luck wit' that.

Isabel be catchin' Aeryn-who-be-a-princess-later up wit' the events o' yesterday. Be ye mentionin' the rickshaw races? 'n the moonin'? Aeryn be a mite mesmorized by Peter-who-be-a-Parker's blond hair.

Parker-who-be-a-right-slutty-wench-yesterday be wantin' to kill everythin' this mornin'. I be havin' photographs o' her grabbin' Anakin's ass yesterday...*more laughter* He be lookin' like a pretty decent kisser fer a eunuch.

*pause* Not that I be thinkin' about that. AT ALL. 'n these be not doctored photographs, Parker-who-be-right-slutty-wench-yesterday. So yer plottin' be comin' t' naught.

Alanna be slightly more interested in hearin' about what she did at Caritas on Friday night than what Parker-who-be-a-right-slutty-wench-yesterday be doin' yesterday.

Rory-who-be-not-Frenchy also be a blonde this morning--she be not as pleased about it as Peter-who-be-a-Parker be 'n gettin' Isabel t' change it back. She 'n Parker also be comin' t' an accord not t' discuss at all what be happenin' yesterday. Which part? The part where Rory be callin' Parker-who-be-right-slutty-wench-yesterday a skank or when Parker be callin' her flat-chested?

Anyway, at least Callisto be gettin' some sleep.

Back in the dorms, where walls be not thick enough t' hide from humiliation.

In the fourth floor common room, Dean-who-be-not-Alec-nor-Kenickie be makin' breakfast. It best be good, Dean--Dawn be thar 'n able t' swing a mean fryin' pan. I be havin' pictures o' that, by the way, if anyone be so inclined. She seems t' have forgiven him, though, fer thar be canoodlin' 'n a date tonight 'n as far as I knowin', no manner o' violence. Brother Sam be slightly harder t' convince, though. Hopefully thar be no try o' canoodlin'. Because that be wrong. Ivanova 'n Maia be thar, too and if ye thinkin' that be not the most awkward conversation in the history o' ever, I be wantin' t' know yer nomination. Joxer be havin' turnip stew, which might be his last meal, but more on that a bit later. Wait, we be havin' more "Joxer be a stupid bastard" news. He 'n Kaylee be havin' a tiff about him 'n Cally.

*pause*

Ye be in no way smart enough t' keep two wenches, Joxer. Be pickin' one.

On the second floor, Molly 'n Cameron be makin' brownies 'n Cally 'n Cameron be talkin' baked goods, relationships 'n self-defense. In Fandom, I can be seein' the link. Cally then be in the gym sparrin' wit' Walter. *papers rustle* I be not thinkin' that be a euphemism.

Parker 'n Lana be introspective today, thar be a random sheet wit' Ranma in the fourth floor common room 'n *gales of laughter* Aeryn be gettin' bit by a gremlin 'n thinkin' she be a printheth! Princess, I be meanin'. Lispin' be contagious. Her newly decided royalty 'n declaration o' bein' married be comin' as a nasty shock t' John. Ranma be tryin' t' rescue her as she be requestin' but be at a loss as t' how t' do it. Aeryn be torn between thinkin' Rory be a maid or a lesbian thar t' rescue her. Mayhaps Rory could be a lesbian dressed as a maid? Jes' throwin' ideas out thar. Aeryn also be thinkin' that Hamlet be her new butler.

The Tick be at a loss as t' the behavior but be warnin' Aeryn against lava monsters before askin' Rory t' help out wit' the Festivus celebration on Friday 'n Lecturin' Joxer fer bein' a damn stupid bastard.

Turn up the radio. This be important when ye be wonderin' where Joxer be disappearin' to. He be tryin' t' feel up Aeryn Sun. She be slappin' the hell out of him while she be thinkin' she be someone else. I be thinkin' she be killin' him wit' a fryin' pan 'n hidin' the body tomorrow, and I be not blamin' her a bit.

Bridge 'n Aeryn be decidin' that they be not compatible post-rescue 'n so be scrappin' the entire thing, and Anakin be finally rescuin' the printheth then be turnin' tail 'n runnin' when she be askin' to make out. Be ye seein' the footage from yesterday, Aeryn? He be havin' quite a talent fer it! Who knew?

After his encounter wit' Her Royal Highness in the lobby, Tim be thinkin' Aeryn be mean. Let me be the first t' break it to ye, Tim. Aeryn won't care. She be a mite busy bein' supercranky about it t' worry about yer delicate feelings. Because the Printheth's reign be not completed. Thar still be Caritas. We get thar in a minute.

Jude be tellin' S-wench about the weird dream he be havin' yesterday. It be no dream 'n I be havin' the photos t' prove it.

*cackling*

Oh, this weekend be the best thing ever.

*something that sounds a bit like the two parts of "Summer Dreams" spliced together with banthabell. It's...unique.*

In town, where the streets were alive wit' the sound o' caterwaulin' yesterday.

GOB be back from what I be sure be a fascinatin' adventure, Jude be skateboardin' in the park 'n talkin' with Ranma, possibly even at the same time, Clark be at Cafe Fina fer brunch 'n Tim be all alone in Luke's.

Elliot in the mornin' 'n Janet in the evenin' be findin' the clinic as quiet as Luke's.

Ye know where it be not quiet, though? Caritas! Where Aeryn be singin' "Ever the Same." Out loud. In public.

*"Ever the Same" plays. Three times.*

John be tellin' GOB about Aeryn bein' married. GOB be tellin' him t' go to the Sin, then be gettin' a drink thrown at him by Aeryn. Surprisingly, these two events be not related. John be not particularly thrilled t' see Aeryn--who be not particularly polite t' Parker-who-be-a-wench--but he be more than happy t' leave when the venom be wearin' off.

In non-Aeryn news, Parker be not tellin' Cally that she be spendin' most o' yesterday wit' her tongue in Anakin Skywalker-who-be-a-eunuch-'n-possibly-a-duck's mouth. Parker be talkin' Fandom weirdness wit' Isabel 'n promisin' t' tip GOB well if he be not askin' why she be needin' t' drink. Please rewind yer tapes to be reminded o' why Parker be needin' t' drink.

And no, that be never gettin' old.

Peter-who-be-a-Parker be inteviewin' Doctor Cox, GOB be tellin' Isabel about his adventures on th' high seas--did ye run into Davy Jones, by any chance?--'n offerin' Alanna a job as a ventriloquist. Parker-who-shouldn't-be-offerin'-anyone-an-opinion-on-lifestyle-choices be questionin' Alanna's drinkin'. Speakin' o' lifestyle choices, Greg's hairgel be important enough t' him that he be bringin' it up in two separate conversations.

Thar also be a whole bunch o' people on the beach. As far as I can be tellin', Angela, Marty, Bridge, Xander, Callisto, 'n Z be not singin' down on the beach tonight. That be a shame.

That be all from the Crow's Nest! Keep an eye out fer wenches wit' fryin' pans--Joxer, ye be warned--and have a good night!
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This be *hic* [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines 'n I be so happy t' hear th' sound o' me own voice ye be havin' no idea.

Hello!
*pounding feet away from the microphone*
Hello!
*more pounding feet*
Hello!
*even more pounding feet*
Hello!

*pause*

I might've had a mite too much rum at Car...um...the kara...um...wit' GOB t'night.

'nyway.

On wit' th' show!

Readin', Writin', Rithamatic

Princip'l o' Vice Pierce be tellin' all ye up at the school that if ye be caught out o' doors tonight he be hangin' ye from the yardarm, then kickin' yer asses out o' school. *hic* Sadly, none o' ye were. It's been a long time since I be seein' someone hung from the yardarm. I be missin' it.

Roomin'

In the fifth floor common room, Cally be givin' Nadia cereal 'n then pokin' her. If what I be hearin' about Cally these days be true, that be definitely a euphe...sexy thing. Regargled...regardle...ANYWAY, Walter 'n Nadia be havin' breakfast t'gether, then be decidin' t' do different things fer the rest o' the day. Mayhap Walter be not wantin' t' be poked by Cally.

*drunken snickering*

Jude 'n S-wench were doin' somethin' terribly kinky wit' a phone in the fourth floor common room 'n Peter 'n Susan P-somethin' were not bein' kinky AT ALL because they be related 'n that be wrong wrong wrong. *hic*

Seras be puttin' up posters 'n sendin' out email--floatin' grinnin' men be bad. Duly noted. Floatin' grinnin' mateys be familiar t' Dawn--be ye datin' them, wench?--so she be tryin' t' tell Sam-who-be-not-a-wench 'n Molly.

Back up in the fifth floor common room, Walter 'n Nadia be mimes. That be a beatin' offense where I be comin' from. Seras be elevatin' the threat wit' charades: ooh, I be sayin' it right. That be deserving a drink. *sounds of drinking, then pirate belching. Oooh. Classy.* Phoebe 'n Pippi be wavin' at each other. Boooooorin', but not a beatin' offense.

Nadia, after gettin' beat last night be back in the gym fer more from Pip. No one be thar t' beat up Parker, though. Sad. She be able t' terrify Broots without words, too. Be she not wearin' makeup or somethin'? *hic*

In beatin' up news that be not in the gym, Sam-who-be-not-a-wench 'n Dean-who-be-not-Alec be beatin' each other up. They be not shirtless--sorry, Molly 'n Dawn. Mayhaps Alec-who-be-not-Dean's M&Ms be cheerin' ye. And aye, that could be a euph--another word fer sex.

Zero's sister be havin' twins! Be they named One 'n Two? *roars of laughter* Oh, I be killin' me. S-wench be gettin' a letter. It be not about me, so I be not carin'.

*more drinking sounds*

Marty 'n Angela be celebratin' thar ten month anniversary. I bet thar be dirty goin' on. Speakin' o' dirty, Al be findin' salt by his door. Practice safe lunch, me hearties! Always use a condiment! Especially ye, John 'n Aeryn!

*way more laughter than strictly necessary*

Tim be sick yesterday. Did ye lose yer voice? *more laughter* Marie be wakin' up Willow who be asleep on her books, just in time fer Seras t' come by t' talk about the attack last night, poor wench. She be gettin' ice cream. She be needin' rum. Come on over here 'n I'll give you rum. I'll give ye rum right now!

*sounds of pouring*

That be not workin' as well as I thought. Bel be stoppin' by as well 'n as far as I can tell be gettin' neither rum nor ice cream. Poor Bel. He be deprived.

Cally 'n Ver....that V-wench wit' the name that has waaaaay too many syllallallalla...letters fer tonight be checkin' in on each other. Cam be stoppin' by too. Jack be glad t' find Cedric. He be less happy t' find that Cedric be hurt.

In the second floor common room, Parker who wasn't beat up be worried about Jarod, Jack, Sam-who-be-a-wench, 'n Cedric. I be not. But I be a leeeeeetle drunk. Don't tell, okay? Bel thinks this would've been better if demonic monkeys be involved. Creepy demonic monkeys--if they be showin' up next, I be holdin' ye accountable fer it! Parker 'n Bel be frustrated together. I be hearin' sex be clearin' that sort o' thing right up. Bridge be comparin' notes--I be guessin' literally today--wit' Phoebe about empathic headaches.

*pause*

I be not knowin' what that is. She be tellin' Parker--well not tellin'--about them, too, then cooin' about Bel's owies from his fight wit' Anakin. 'n since Bridge be in the common room, thar be a Xander. But Parker be happy t' see him too. Be ye datin' Xander as well, wench?

Up on the fifth floor *rustles notes* AGAIN? *long suffering sigh* Nadia's watchin' AKA 'n Pippi, Cally, Walter, Anakin, Seras, Alphonse, Greg, Xander-who-be-not-wit'-Bridge, S-wench 'n Briar all be stoppin' by. Thar be all manner o' chit-chat. And food. Always food. It's not interestin' because none o' them be talkin' about rum, wenches or pirates. Wait. *laughter* Greg be askin' Anakin if he be a witch. No. He be a duck. Be gettin' it straight!

'n Tim be in the third floor common room. Whee!

Revelin' 'n Kickin' Ass. Sometimes at the same time!

*sounds of something sloshing* Oh, that be bad. *piratey whimpering* Why's the rum gone?!

Oh, be I still on the air? Hellooooooo Fandom! *hic*

Alfred sent e-mail 'n I don't care,
People ate brunch 'n I don't care,
people be shootin' at creepy spooky guys 'n now I caaaaaaaaare...
'cause they've all gone away!


*laughter* How'd ye like me song? Good job, Ninja, by the way. *hic*

In other things that I be not carin' about, Gwynn be at Luke's t' see Tim 'n Seras, Walter 'n Edmund be lookin' at the damage t' All 'n Sundries. It be worse than a bar fight in Tortuaga, that be fer sure.

*sigh* I be missin' bar fights.

ANYWAY. Jamie be gettin' visited by Nadia 'n Pippi this mornin' at the clinic, 'n Jarod 'n Becky be checkin' in durin' the evenin'.

That be all from the Crow's Nest. I be salutin' all ye, includin' our mitey fine Troopers wit' the nice hats. G'night!

*thunk*

*snoring*

*dead air*
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This be *hic* [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines 'n I be so happy t' hear th' sound o' me own voice ye be havin' no idea.

Hello!
*pounding feet away from the microphone*
Hello!
*more pounding feet*
Hello!
*even more pounding feet*
Hello!

*pause*

I might've had a mite too much rum at Car...um...the kara...um...wit' GOB t'night.

'nyway.

On wit' th' show!

Readin', Writin', Rithamatic

Princip'l o' Vice Pierce be tellin' all ye up at the school that if ye be caught out o' doors tonight he be hangin' ye from the yardarm, then kickin' yer asses out o' school. *hic* Sadly, none o' ye were. It's been a long time since I be seein' someone hung from the yardarm. I be missin' it.

Roomin'

In the fifth floor common room, Cally be givin' Nadia cereal 'n then pokin' her. If what I be hearin' about Cally these days be true, that be definitely a euphe...sexy thing. Regargled...regardle...ANYWAY, Walter 'n Nadia be havin' breakfast t'gether, then be decidin' t' do different things fer the rest o' the day. Mayhap Walter be not wantin' t' be poked by Cally.

*drunken snickering*

Jude 'n S-wench were doin' somethin' terribly kinky wit' a phone in the fourth floor common room 'n Peter 'n Susan P-somethin' were not bein' kinky AT ALL because they be related 'n that be wrong wrong wrong. *hic*

Seras be puttin' up posters 'n sendin' out email--floatin' grinnin' men be bad. Duly noted. Floatin' grinnin' mateys be familiar t' Dawn--be ye datin' them, wench?--so she be tryin' t' tell Sam-who-be-not-a-wench 'n Molly.

Back up in the fifth floor common room, Walter 'n Nadia be mimes. That be a beatin' offense where I be comin' from. Seras be elevatin' the threat wit' charades: ooh, I be sayin' it right. That be deserving a drink. *sounds of drinking, then pirate belching. Oooh. Classy.* Phoebe 'n Pippi be wavin' at each other. Boooooorin', but not a beatin' offense.

Nadia, after gettin' beat last night be back in the gym fer more from Pip. No one be thar t' beat up Parker, though. Sad. She be able t' terrify Broots without words, too. Be she not wearin' makeup or somethin'? *hic*

In beatin' up news that be not in the gym, Sam-who-be-not-a-wench 'n Dean-who-be-not-Alec be beatin' each other up. They be not shirtless--sorry, Molly 'n Dawn. Mayhaps Alec-who-be-not-Dean's M&Ms be cheerin' ye. And aye, that could be a euph--another word fer sex.

Zero's sister be havin' twins! Be they named One 'n Two? *roars of laughter* Oh, I be killin' me. S-wench be gettin' a letter. It be not about me, so I be not carin'.

*more drinking sounds*

Marty 'n Angela be celebratin' thar ten month anniversary. I bet thar be dirty goin' on. Speakin' o' dirty, Al be findin' salt by his door. Practice safe lunch, me hearties! Always use a condiment! Especially ye, John 'n Aeryn!

*way more laughter than strictly necessary*

Tim be sick yesterday. Did ye lose yer voice? *more laughter* Marie be wakin' up Willow who be asleep on her books, just in time fer Seras t' come by t' talk about the attack last night, poor wench. She be gettin' ice cream. She be needin' rum. Come on over here 'n I'll give you rum. I'll give ye rum right now!

*sounds of pouring*

That be not workin' as well as I thought. Bel be stoppin' by as well 'n as far as I can tell be gettin' neither rum nor ice cream. Poor Bel. He be deprived.

Cally 'n Ver....that V-wench wit' the name that has waaaaay too many syllallallalla...letters fer tonight be checkin' in on each other. Cam be stoppin' by too. Jack be glad t' find Cedric. He be less happy t' find that Cedric be hurt.

In the second floor common room, Parker who wasn't beat up be worried about Jarod, Jack, Sam-who-be-a-wench, 'n Cedric. I be not. But I be a leeeeeetle drunk. Don't tell, okay? Bel thinks this would've been better if demonic monkeys be involved. Creepy demonic monkeys--if they be showin' up next, I be holdin' ye accountable fer it! Parker 'n Bel be frustrated together. I be hearin' sex be clearin' that sort o' thing right up. Bridge be comparin' notes--I be guessin' literally today--wit' Phoebe about empathic headaches.

*pause*

I be not knowin' what that is. She be tellin' Parker--well not tellin'--about them, too, then cooin' about Bel's owies from his fight wit' Anakin. 'n since Bridge be in the common room, thar be a Xander. But Parker be happy t' see him too. Be ye datin' Xander as well, wench?

Up on the fifth floor *rustles notes* AGAIN? *long suffering sigh* Nadia's watchin' AKA 'n Pippi, Cally, Walter, Anakin, Seras, Alphonse, Greg, Xander-who-be-not-wit'-Bridge, S-wench 'n Briar all be stoppin' by. Thar be all manner o' chit-chat. And food. Always food. It's not interestin' because none o' them be talkin' about rum, wenches or pirates. Wait. *laughter* Greg be askin' Anakin if he be a witch. No. He be a duck. Be gettin' it straight!

'n Tim be in the third floor common room. Whee!

Revelin' 'n Kickin' Ass. Sometimes at the same time!

*sounds of something sloshing* Oh, that be bad. *piratey whimpering* Why's the rum gone?!

Oh, be I still on the air? Hellooooooo Fandom! *hic*

Alfred sent e-mail 'n I don't care,
People ate brunch 'n I don't care,
people be shootin' at creepy spooky guys 'n now I caaaaaaaaare...
'cause they've all gone away!


*laughter* How'd ye like me song? Good job, Ninja, by the way. *hic*

In other things that I be not carin' about, Gwynn be at Luke's t' see Tim 'n Seras, Walter 'n Edmund be lookin' at the damage t' All 'n Sundries. It be worse than a bar fight in Tortuaga, that be fer sure.

*sigh* I be missin' bar fights.

ANYWAY. Jamie be gettin' visited by Nadia 'n Pippi this mornin' at the clinic, 'n Jarod 'n Becky be checkin' in durin' the evenin'.

That be all from the Crow's Nest. I be salutin' all ye, includin' our mitey fine Troopers wit' the nice hats. G'night!

*thunk*

*snoring*

*dead air*
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the latest 'n greatest, the good, the bad, 'n the "I can't believe ye just said that, Cally," o' Fandom tonight.

On wit' the show.

Roomin'

In the third floor common room, the Winchester boys be cookin' breakfast 'n bickerin' over possessed toasters, as ye do, I suppose. Speakin' o' toasters, has anyone seen Talky around recently? Dawn be makin' what me notes be callin' "weird" sandwiches--be ye puttin' sardines wit' peanut butter? I be told that be a bit o' an acquired taste--'n talkin' about ghosts and boy bands wit' Dean-who-be-not-Alec. If ye be bringin' us a hauntin' o' early nineties bands singin' "Please Don't Go, Girl," I be blamin' ye, wench. Jaye be convincin' Dean-who-be-not-Alec t' play volleyball. Since it be Jaye, I be guessin' thar be either shirtlessness or boykissy involved. Speakin' o' of those, Buffy be givin' Jaye a long overdue poster o' some kind. Anyone else be gettin' a cold chill up their necks?

Dean-who-be-not-Alec be okay wit' volleyball but be drawin' the line at cheerleadin'. I be guessin' that we be okay wit' jes' one person wit' that face wearin' tiny shorts 'n jumpin' around. 'n speakin' o' the devil, Alec-who-be-not-Dean be tellin' Dean-who-be-not-Alec about the slumber party last night. Dean-who-be-not Alec be tellin' Alec-who-be-not-Dean that the next time, they'd be goin' demon huntin' instead. Alec-who-be-not-Dean be talkin' wit' Dawn about genetic gifts. I be hatin' when I get a genetic gift. I be sayin' put some thought into it, or don't be gettin' me anythin' at all.

Dawn be tellin' Buffy (who be cute wit' Sam-who-be-not-a-wench) about bein' haunted yesterday. Peter-who-be-a-Parker-but-not-a-wench's arm be healed--or so be tellin' Dawn. Buffy 'n Alec-who-be-not-Dean be talkin' about the two dangerous wenches Alec-who-be-not-Dean be wakin' up between.

*dead air*

Sorry. I be in me happy place fer a moment.

*papers rustle* Me notes be sayin' that Miss Talks-t'-her-purse 'n King Dork be comin' up wit' theme songs fer each other. I be not knowin' what that means. Sam-who-be-not-a-wench might be gettin' a call from Johnina. *snickers* He be a lucky, lucky man.

Peter-who-be-a-Parker-but-not-a-wench be talkin' t' Dean about dessert-based monsters. Speakin' o' things that should never be talked about again Peter-who-be-a-Griffon-but-not-literally be tellin' Dawn about makin' pancakes on a grill. Tim be thar gettin' breakfast 'n his memory refreshed.

Tempe be missin' Sawyer, Joxer be gettin' turned around 'n walkin' into the wrong room. Mayhaps someone should staple a compass t' his head. Sam-who-be-wench be stoppin' by t' see Aeryn, who also be admirin' some mighty fine photos o' Johnina from last night. Don't be askin' where I be hearin' it, but thar be a reliable bathroom stall 'round here that be sayin' that Johnina be puttin' out fer a couple o' glasses o' peach schnapps, too.

In the fifth floor common room, Pip 'n Pippi---pipipipipi...I be not able t' stop--be talkin' soccer, ghosts 'n being sick.

Willow be stoppin' in t' make sure Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker be okay from the demon attack from last night, Veronica be tellin' Anakin about the demons, too, and Pippi be wakin' up Alphonse. I be assumin' that be wakin' Alphonse up from sleepin' 'n not wakin' up as Alphonse, but given Nadia 'n Walter's conversation 'bout gender-bendin', I be not entirely positive. S-wench be singin' in her room 'n Cedric be talkin' t' Jack's plant.

*papers shuffle* That might be a euphemism.

Remember that thing I be sayin' about hopin' that the next epidemic be comin' will be stoppin' ye all from talkin'? *grumbles* I still be hopin' fer that.

Because everyone in the world who be not at Caritas--and I be gettin' t' that--be up on the fourth floor common room.

*big breath*

Cedric 'n Isabel be talkin' about the slumber party, Anders be demonstratin' jazz hands, but he be not DEATH, far as I be knowin', Greg be an avenger fer crashed slumber parties. Not that he be thar last night, o' course--he were writin' emo poetry 'n be havin' no idea who Gregette might be.


Isabel be tellin' Molly about the party celebratin' the upstart colonial types 'n offerin' S-wench help wit' her stains. S-wench be tradin' Anders rice fer a cupcake--good deal--and be talkin' ghosts wit' Bridge. Bridge jes be happy not t' smell like demon goo--and so be the rest o' us, fer that matter. Isabel be remindin' him about the party, he 'n Greg be talkin' about Jello 'n Isabel also be remindin' Xander about the party. She be tellin' Bridge. Be she ever be seein' a Bridge without a Xander?

*another deep breath*

Xander be talkin' about flyin' sheep wit' S-wench, then be talkin' wit' Bridge about what a group o' tentacles should be called. If it be somethin' dirty, leave it on me voicemail, okay? Speakin' o' dirty, Anders be hopin' that Bridge be not avoidin' their room because he be loud. I be thinkin' that be a mite more about Anders sex life than I be comfortable knowin'. Speakin' o' too much information about Anders' sex life, Bridge be impressed by Conner's enthusiasm. S-wench be meetin' Conner, then Conner 'n Xander be makin' dirty chips that I be not wantin' to know about.

*pause*

At all. Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker 'n Cedric be talkin' about people wit' mulitiple personalities, as ye do, Isabel be concerned about Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker's bruises 'n S-wench be not all that excited t' hear about tentacle monsters. Be ye already havin' one? Mayhaps picturin' Bridge 'n Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker covered in Jello be somethin' that would distract ye.

Molly be comfortin' Peter about England's loss. Beckham can be takin' his balls 'n be bendin' 'em, far as I be concerned. Willow be talkin' wit' Cedric about spells ('n promisin' Bridge t' reattach any limbs that might be comin' off) 'n givin' Peter-who-be-not-Parker bags o' herbs. If they be smokable 'n fer sharin', I be very put out, wench. She also be talkin' t' Xander about ghosts 'n learnin' that Joxer's ass be hurtin'.

*loooooong pause*

I be sure we all be very glad t' know that. I guess. Anders be hopin' thar be no such thing as evil eggs. Anakin Skywalker be hatched from an egg. Be he evil? Maybe someone should check. S-wench be tellin' Willow 'bout her sword...*papers shuffle* That might be a euphemism. Joxer be talkin' wit' Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker 'bout demon huntin', then about Japanese porn wit' S-wench. Ye be a silver-tongued devil, Joxer, 'n that be no mistake.

Peter-who-be-a-Parker-but-not-a-wench be meetin' S-wench, tellin' Bridge about his weekend, then be told that he be lookin' like a wench Molly be meetin' yesterday. Isabel jes' be generally amused.

Bel be talkin' t' Willow about stubborn men, 'n t' Isabel 'n S-wench about Jello. If ye be combinin' the two, I be thinkin' ye have an event that Jaye could fully support. He be a mite dubious 'bout acceptin' Conner's chips, as ye should be, 'n be talkin' t' Tyler about the usefulness o' fire. Tyler be talkin' about the thought process o' wenches wit' Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker 'n remeetin' S-wench. Herm...somethin' be showin' off her cat--possibly a euphemism--t' Tyler, be meetin' S-wench 'n catchin' up wit' Peter-who-be-a-Parker-but-not-a-wench.

Revelin'

Lucas *lots of snickering* be a wench.

*sounds of Dude (Looks Like a Lady) with Badly Dubbed Banthabell*

He--or be it she?--be goin' t' brunch at Wonka's wit' Tim, who also be at the park wit' S-wench who be tellin' him all about the extensive 'n time-consumin' work that the radio staff be puttin' into thar broadcasts. Even if they be drunk sometimes. *papers rustle* I be havin' no idea why a shrub bein' thar would be newsworthy.

Seras be recoverin' at the clinic this mornin' 'n Stark be by his lonesome--except fer Alanna 'n Faithful, o' course--in the evenin'.

*heavy sigh* And then thar be Caritas.

Lucas-who-be-a-wench be singin'. Twice. Archie 'n Veronica be singin', too, 'n Nadia 'n Tim 'n Cally.

Thar be more than jes' singin' o' course, because ye can't just sit in the dark 'n do nothin' can ye? Noooooo....

Veronica be helpin' Lucas-who-be-a-wench come up wit' ideas t' increase business at Empire Records 'n helpin' Tim remember himself. *snickers* Ye be really named Lola. Ye be a showgirl. Ye had t' leave Cuba under some very suspicious-type circumstances. Archie be thar, as usual, Piper be thar fer a drink 'n Walter 'n Nadia be thar t' check up on Veronica.

Cally be wonderin' if she can sleep wit' Nadia again tonight, but Walter be very firm about the 'no sex wit' his wench' thing. So Cally be gettin' drunk. As ye do, I suppose. She be talkin' t' Al, makin' him flustered, then gettin' him a blow job. Be Becky knowin' ye be cuttin' into her business, wench? Bad move, methinks.

Anyway, Archie 'n Al be meetin' 'n Al 'n Veronica be talkin' about hauntin' 'n I be tired o' the lot o' ye.

That be all from the Crow's Nest. Keep an eye out fer Matey-with-the-Hat or freelancers tryin' t' buy ye blow jobs, and have a good night!
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the latest 'n greatest, the good, the bad, 'n the "I can't believe ye just said that, Cally," o' Fandom tonight.

On wit' the show.

Roomin'

In the third floor common room, the Winchester boys be cookin' breakfast 'n bickerin' over possessed toasters, as ye do, I suppose. Speakin' o' toasters, has anyone seen Talky around recently? Dawn be makin' what me notes be callin' "weird" sandwiches--be ye puttin' sardines wit' peanut butter? I be told that be a bit o' an acquired taste--'n talkin' about ghosts and boy bands wit' Dean-who-be-not-Alec. If ye be bringin' us a hauntin' o' early nineties bands singin' "Please Don't Go, Girl," I be blamin' ye, wench. Jaye be convincin' Dean-who-be-not-Alec t' play volleyball. Since it be Jaye, I be guessin' thar be either shirtlessness or boykissy involved. Speakin' o' of those, Buffy be givin' Jaye a long overdue poster o' some kind. Anyone else be gettin' a cold chill up their necks?

Dean-who-be-not-Alec be okay wit' volleyball but be drawin' the line at cheerleadin'. I be guessin' that we be okay wit' jes' one person wit' that face wearin' tiny shorts 'n jumpin' around. 'n speakin' o' the devil, Alec-who-be-not-Dean be tellin' Dean-who-be-not-Alec about the slumber party last night. Dean-who-be-not Alec be tellin' Alec-who-be-not-Dean that the next time, they'd be goin' demon huntin' instead. Alec-who-be-not-Dean be talkin' wit' Dawn about genetic gifts. I be hatin' when I get a genetic gift. I be sayin' put some thought into it, or don't be gettin' me anythin' at all.

Dawn be tellin' Buffy (who be cute wit' Sam-who-be-not-a-wench) about bein' haunted yesterday. Peter-who-be-a-Parker-but-not-a-wench's arm be healed--or so be tellin' Dawn. Buffy 'n Alec-who-be-not-Dean be talkin' about the two dangerous wenches Alec-who-be-not-Dean be wakin' up between.

*dead air*

Sorry. I be in me happy place fer a moment.

*papers rustle* Me notes be sayin' that Miss Talks-t'-her-purse 'n King Dork be comin' up wit' theme songs fer each other. I be not knowin' what that means. Sam-who-be-not-a-wench might be gettin' a call from Johnina. *snickers* He be a lucky, lucky man.

Peter-who-be-a-Parker-but-not-a-wench be talkin' t' Dean about dessert-based monsters. Speakin' o' things that should never be talked about again Peter-who-be-a-Griffon-but-not-literally be tellin' Dawn about makin' pancakes on a grill. Tim be thar gettin' breakfast 'n his memory refreshed.

Tempe be missin' Sawyer, Joxer be gettin' turned around 'n walkin' into the wrong room. Mayhaps someone should staple a compass t' his head. Sam-who-be-wench be stoppin' by t' see Aeryn, who also be admirin' some mighty fine photos o' Johnina from last night. Don't be askin' where I be hearin' it, but thar be a reliable bathroom stall 'round here that be sayin' that Johnina be puttin' out fer a couple o' glasses o' peach schnapps, too.

In the fifth floor common room, Pip 'n Pippi---pipipipipi...I be not able t' stop--be talkin' soccer, ghosts 'n being sick.

Willow be stoppin' in t' make sure Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker be okay from the demon attack from last night, Veronica be tellin' Anakin about the demons, too, and Pippi be wakin' up Alphonse. I be assumin' that be wakin' Alphonse up from sleepin' 'n not wakin' up as Alphonse, but given Nadia 'n Walter's conversation 'bout gender-bendin', I be not entirely positive. S-wench be singin' in her room 'n Cedric be talkin' t' Jack's plant.

*papers shuffle* That might be a euphemism.

Remember that thing I be sayin' about hopin' that the next epidemic be comin' will be stoppin' ye all from talkin'? *grumbles* I still be hopin' fer that.

Because everyone in the world who be not at Caritas--and I be gettin' t' that--be up on the fourth floor common room.

*big breath*

Cedric 'n Isabel be talkin' about the slumber party, Anders be demonstratin' jazz hands, but he be not DEATH, far as I be knowin', Greg be an avenger fer crashed slumber parties. Not that he be thar last night, o' course--he were writin' emo poetry 'n be havin' no idea who Gregette might be.


Isabel be tellin' Molly about the party celebratin' the upstart colonial types 'n offerin' S-wench help wit' her stains. S-wench be tradin' Anders rice fer a cupcake--good deal--and be talkin' ghosts wit' Bridge. Bridge jes be happy not t' smell like demon goo--and so be the rest o' us, fer that matter. Isabel be remindin' him about the party, he 'n Greg be talkin' about Jello 'n Isabel also be remindin' Xander about the party. She be tellin' Bridge. Be she ever be seein' a Bridge without a Xander?

*another deep breath*

Xander be talkin' about flyin' sheep wit' S-wench, then be talkin' wit' Bridge about what a group o' tentacles should be called. If it be somethin' dirty, leave it on me voicemail, okay? Speakin' o' dirty, Anders be hopin' that Bridge be not avoidin' their room because he be loud. I be thinkin' that be a mite more about Anders sex life than I be comfortable knowin'. Speakin' o' too much information about Anders' sex life, Bridge be impressed by Conner's enthusiasm. S-wench be meetin' Conner, then Conner 'n Xander be makin' dirty chips that I be not wantin' to know about.

*pause*

At all. Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker 'n Cedric be talkin' about people wit' mulitiple personalities, as ye do, Isabel be concerned about Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker's bruises 'n S-wench be not all that excited t' hear about tentacle monsters. Be ye already havin' one? Mayhaps picturin' Bridge 'n Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker covered in Jello be somethin' that would distract ye.

Molly be comfortin' Peter about England's loss. Beckham can be takin' his balls 'n be bendin' 'em, far as I be concerned. Willow be talkin' wit' Cedric about spells ('n promisin' Bridge t' reattach any limbs that might be comin' off) 'n givin' Peter-who-be-not-Parker bags o' herbs. If they be smokable 'n fer sharin', I be very put out, wench. She also be talkin' t' Xander about ghosts 'n learnin' that Joxer's ass be hurtin'.

*loooooong pause*

I be sure we all be very glad t' know that. I guess. Anders be hopin' thar be no such thing as evil eggs. Anakin Skywalker be hatched from an egg. Be he evil? Maybe someone should check. S-wench be tellin' Willow 'bout her sword...*papers shuffle* That might be a euphemism. Joxer be talkin' wit' Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker 'bout demon huntin', then about Japanese porn wit' S-wench. Ye be a silver-tongued devil, Joxer, 'n that be no mistake.

Peter-who-be-a-Parker-but-not-a-wench be meetin' S-wench, tellin' Bridge about his weekend, then be told that he be lookin' like a wench Molly be meetin' yesterday. Isabel jes' be generally amused.

Bel be talkin' t' Willow about stubborn men, 'n t' Isabel 'n S-wench about Jello. If ye be combinin' the two, I be thinkin' ye have an event that Jaye could fully support. He be a mite dubious 'bout acceptin' Conner's chips, as ye should be, 'n be talkin' t' Tyler about the usefulness o' fire. Tyler be talkin' about the thought process o' wenches wit' Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker 'n remeetin' S-wench. Herm...somethin' be showin' off her cat--possibly a euphemism--t' Tyler, be meetin' S-wench 'n catchin' up wit' Peter-who-be-a-Parker-but-not-a-wench.

Revelin'

Lucas *lots of snickering* be a wench.

*sounds of Dude (Looks Like a Lady) with Badly Dubbed Banthabell*

He--or be it she?--be goin' t' brunch at Wonka's wit' Tim, who also be at the park wit' S-wench who be tellin' him all about the extensive 'n time-consumin' work that the radio staff be puttin' into thar broadcasts. Even if they be drunk sometimes. *papers rustle* I be havin' no idea why a shrub bein' thar would be newsworthy.

Seras be recoverin' at the clinic this mornin' 'n Stark be by his lonesome--except fer Alanna 'n Faithful, o' course--in the evenin'.

*heavy sigh* And then thar be Caritas.

Lucas-who-be-a-wench be singin'. Twice. Archie 'n Veronica be singin', too, 'n Nadia 'n Tim 'n Cally.

Thar be more than jes' singin' o' course, because ye can't just sit in the dark 'n do nothin' can ye? Noooooo....

Veronica be helpin' Lucas-who-be-a-wench come up wit' ideas t' increase business at Empire Records 'n helpin' Tim remember himself. *snickers* Ye be really named Lola. Ye be a showgirl. Ye had t' leave Cuba under some very suspicious-type circumstances. Archie be thar, as usual, Piper be thar fer a drink 'n Walter 'n Nadia be thar t' check up on Veronica.

Cally be wonderin' if she can sleep wit' Nadia again tonight, but Walter be very firm about the 'no sex wit' his wench' thing. So Cally be gettin' drunk. As ye do, I suppose. She be talkin' t' Al, makin' him flustered, then gettin' him a blow job. Be Becky knowin' ye be cuttin' into her business, wench? Bad move, methinks.

Anyway, Archie 'n Al be meetin' 'n Al 'n Veronica be talkin' about hauntin' 'n I be tired o' the lot o' ye.

That be all from the Crow's Nest. Keep an eye out fer Matey-with-the-Hat or freelancers tryin' t' buy ye blow jobs, and have a good night!
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the highs 'n lows, the latest, the greatest 'n the incredibly mundane o' life here in Fandom.

Strap yerselves in. It be a bumpy ride tonight.

Roomin'

Ye be all about the physical activities today, aye? In the gym Peter-who-be-English 'n Joxer be talkin' about soccer 'n sword fightin'. Pippi only be interested in' the soccer part o' that conversation. S-wench be comin' in 'n workin' on her "forms." *papers shuffle* That may be a euphemism, but doin' them in public be seemin' a mite tacky.

S-wench also be workin' hard in the fourth floor common room. Mayhaps more o' that "form" work. Earlier in the day, though, thar be free breakfast there. Dean 'n Zack be talkin' cookin', Dean be teachin' Aeryn about bacon 'n Zack be tellin' her about his classes. Dean 'n Sam-who-not-be-a-wench be bondin' over breakfast 'n Anakin be tellin' Dean about puppysittin'. Buffy be invitin' Dean t' a spa. Fascinatin', aye?

Up on the fifth floor thar be more soccer talk. Be this event be over soon? I be not much fer organized, well, anything. Pippi 'n Peter-who-be-English be talkin' soccer, Willow 'n Pippi be talkin' soccer 'n flyin' vampire puppies, 'n Walter 'n Pippi be talkin' Nadia 'n bodypaint, which be much more interestin' than soccer, methinks. Peter 'n Conner talk soccer as do Pippi 'n Conner, Willow 'n Peter 'n Willow 'n Walter. Peter 'n Walter talk about Nadia--who Conner also be interested in talkin' about--and Draco 'n Willow catch up. Nadia be talkin' to Peter about Walter, then be, and I be quotin' here, "adorable" wit' said person. Seras is there 'n talks t' Peter, Pippi 'n Nadia.

Over at gun club, Jamie be singin' at Pip. Aye, around heavy weaponry. That might not be the smartest thing I ever be hearin' about. Aeryn be thar, 'n Parker be complimentin' Jack on his technique. It might even be about shootin' things, but I be not makin' an judgments.

Al be stoppin' by t' apologize t' Ranma. Since nothin' be on fire or turned into a bunny rabbit, I can't be imaginin' it be too terrible a thing. Either way, S-wench be stoppin' t' apologize, too.

Seras be havin' strange dreams. Aye, we be knowin' about that. Xander be writin' emails 'n wakin' up with Bridge. Aye, we be knowin' that, too. Speakin' o' Bridge, he 'n Conner be draggin' Anders out, gettin' him drunk (and singin') at Caritas 'n then puttin' him t' bed. Or at least Conner be. And aye, we be knowin' about that, too.

Oh, Crichton? Use yer crutches.

Revelin'

Other than Bridge, Conner 'n Anders, Parker 'n Jack be at Caritas, too.

The clinic be quiet in the mornin' 'n the evenin'. Make a Trooper happy--order an invasion soon 'n send people t' the clinic.

Quark be fakin' bein' sick 'n not be able t' do his radio program today. I be drunk--it be not stoppin' me from doin' me job.

Settin' Things on Fire

So what if it be a campfire? It still be on fire. As a pirate, I be approvin'.

Thar be ghost stories: Nadia, Lyta, Bel, Blair, 'n S-wench all be spinnin' yarns, then Blair, Pippi 'n Nadia be singin'. No one be playin' a banthabell. I be disappointed.

But no. Thar be fire! And instead o' plunderin' like ye should, ye all choose t' talk forever instead. Nine billion conversations. I be countin'. Nadia 'n Veronica 'n Pippi 'n Nadia 'n Veronica 'n Al 'n Pippi 'n her drink (I be understandin' those kinds o' conversations, wench)

*sounds of heavy drinking*

Cally 'n Veronica 'n Cally 'n Nadia 'n Cally 'n Pippi 'n Cally 'n Piper 'n Cally 'n Walter. Nadia be tellin' Al she might be shirtless 'n drunk on Friday. Please be ignorin' any shrubs wit' cameras that night, wench. Al also be talkin' t' Pippi 'n Piper 'n Walter. Lyta be meetin' Veronica 'n be talkin' with Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker. Piper be talkin' to Veronica 'n Nadia. Nadia be watchin' Walter make nacho s'mores, which be soundin' a mite disgustin', but Pippi be approvin'.

*more heavy drinking*

Thar be talk o' body paint 'n vegan marshmallows, 'n Veronica be happy t' see Blair wearin' pants. I be not askin'. I be not. Thar be more talk o' bein' half nekkid, then Blair be ruinin' things by talkin' o' how marshmallows be made. If it be like sausages, I be not wantin' t' know.

*even more heavy drinking*

S-wench 'n Veronicicicica be talkin' 'n meets wit' Nadia 'n Al 'n Blair 'n Pippi. Bel thar, too, talkin' wit' 'Ronica 'n Nadia 'n Al 'n Blair 'n Piper 'n Pippi 'n S-wench 'n Tyler and I be hatin' ye all.

*sounds of another bottle being opened*

Cordelia be thar, 'n talkin' with Ron-somethin' 'n Peter 'n Nadia 'n S-wench and *hic* Seras be thar 'n talkin' wit' Nadia 'n Pippi 'n Al 'n S-wench 'n Walter 'n ye be tryin' t' kill me 'n I hate ye for it. A bunch o' other people be talkin' t' each other instead o' settin' things on fire which I be mighty tempted t' do right now.

I be hopin' that the next invasion be strikin' ye all mute. Or frozen. Mayhaps both.

*more drinkin'*

That be all from the Crow's Nest. Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit-the-Hat 'n have a good night!
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the highs 'n lows, the latest, the greatest 'n the incredibly mundane o' life here in Fandom.

Strap yerselves in. It be a bumpy ride tonight.

Roomin'

Ye be all about the physical activities today, aye? In the gym Peter-who-be-English 'n Joxer be talkin' about soccer 'n sword fightin'. Pippi only be interested in' the soccer part o' that conversation. S-wench be comin' in 'n workin' on her "forms." *papers shuffle* That may be a euphemism, but doin' them in public be seemin' a mite tacky.

S-wench also be workin' hard in the fourth floor common room. Mayhaps more o' that "form" work. Earlier in the day, though, thar be free breakfast there. Dean 'n Zack be talkin' cookin', Dean be teachin' Aeryn about bacon 'n Zack be tellin' her about his classes. Dean 'n Sam-who-not-be-a-wench be bondin' over breakfast 'n Anakin be tellin' Dean about puppysittin'. Buffy be invitin' Dean t' a spa. Fascinatin', aye?

Up on the fifth floor thar be more soccer talk. Be this event be over soon? I be not much fer organized, well, anything. Pippi 'n Peter-who-be-English be talkin' soccer, Willow 'n Pippi be talkin' soccer 'n flyin' vampire puppies, 'n Walter 'n Pippi be talkin' Nadia 'n bodypaint, which be much more interestin' than soccer, methinks. Peter 'n Conner talk soccer as do Pippi 'n Conner, Willow 'n Peter 'n Willow 'n Walter. Peter 'n Walter talk about Nadia--who Conner also be interested in talkin' about--and Draco 'n Willow catch up. Nadia be talkin' to Peter about Walter, then be, and I be quotin' here, "adorable" wit' said person. Seras is there 'n talks t' Peter, Pippi 'n Nadia.

Over at gun club, Jamie be singin' at Pip. Aye, around heavy weaponry. That might not be the smartest thing I ever be hearin' about. Aeryn be thar, 'n Parker be complimentin' Jack on his technique. It might even be about shootin' things, but I be not makin' an judgments.

Al be stoppin' by t' apologize t' Ranma. Since nothin' be on fire or turned into a bunny rabbit, I can't be imaginin' it be too terrible a thing. Either way, S-wench be stoppin' t' apologize, too.

Seras be havin' strange dreams. Aye, we be knowin' about that. Xander be writin' emails 'n wakin' up with Bridge. Aye, we be knowin' that, too. Speakin' o' Bridge, he 'n Conner be draggin' Anders out, gettin' him drunk (and singin') at Caritas 'n then puttin' him t' bed. Or at least Conner be. And aye, we be knowin' about that, too.

Oh, Crichton? Use yer crutches.

Revelin'

Other than Bridge, Conner 'n Anders, Parker 'n Jack be at Caritas, too.

The clinic be quiet in the mornin' 'n the evenin'. Make a Trooper happy--order an invasion soon 'n send people t' the clinic.

Quark be fakin' bein' sick 'n not be able t' do his radio program today. I be drunk--it be not stoppin' me from doin' me job.

Settin' Things on Fire

So what if it be a campfire? It still be on fire. As a pirate, I be approvin'.

Thar be ghost stories: Nadia, Lyta, Bel, Blair, 'n S-wench all be spinnin' yarns, then Blair, Pippi 'n Nadia be singin'. No one be playin' a banthabell. I be disappointed.

But no. Thar be fire! And instead o' plunderin' like ye should, ye all choose t' talk forever instead. Nine billion conversations. I be countin'. Nadia 'n Veronica 'n Pippi 'n Nadia 'n Veronica 'n Al 'n Pippi 'n her drink (I be understandin' those kinds o' conversations, wench)

*sounds of heavy drinking*

Cally 'n Veronica 'n Cally 'n Nadia 'n Cally 'n Pippi 'n Cally 'n Piper 'n Cally 'n Walter. Nadia be tellin' Al she might be shirtless 'n drunk on Friday. Please be ignorin' any shrubs wit' cameras that night, wench. Al also be talkin' t' Pippi 'n Piper 'n Walter. Lyta be meetin' Veronica 'n be talkin' with Peter-who-be-not-a-Parker. Piper be talkin' to Veronica 'n Nadia. Nadia be watchin' Walter make nacho s'mores, which be soundin' a mite disgustin', but Pippi be approvin'.

*more heavy drinking*

Thar be talk o' body paint 'n vegan marshmallows, 'n Veronica be happy t' see Blair wearin' pants. I be not askin'. I be not. Thar be more talk o' bein' half nekkid, then Blair be ruinin' things by talkin' o' how marshmallows be made. If it be like sausages, I be not wantin' t' know.

*even more heavy drinking*

S-wench 'n Veronicicicica be talkin' 'n meets wit' Nadia 'n Al 'n Blair 'n Pippi. Bel thar, too, talkin' wit' 'Ronica 'n Nadia 'n Al 'n Blair 'n Piper 'n Pippi 'n S-wench 'n Tyler and I be hatin' ye all.

*sounds of another bottle being opened*

Cordelia be thar, 'n talkin' with Ron-somethin' 'n Peter 'n Nadia 'n S-wench and *hic* Seras be thar 'n talkin' wit' Nadia 'n Pippi 'n Al 'n S-wench 'n Walter 'n ye be tryin' t' kill me 'n I hate ye for it. A bunch o' other people be talkin' t' each other instead o' settin' things on fire which I be mighty tempted t' do right now.

I be hopin' that the next invasion be strikin' ye all mute. Or frozen. Mayhaps both.

*more drinkin'*

That be all from the Crow's Nest. Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit-the-Hat 'n have a good night!
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the good, the bad 'n the ugly--not ye, Quark--of this Sunday in Fandom.

Readin', Writin', Rithamatic

It be summer. If ye really be thinkin' thar be any manner o' studyin' goin' on, ye be needin' rum more than I do.

Well, other than Isabel, who be readin' outside. But she be discoverin' that Jack be a fox now. As ye do. Parker be noticin' the change as well. Apparently it be happenin' because Jack be hittin' on a woman in the park. Ye be warned. Bel be wantin' t'be included the next time thar be a fight wit' mummies--I be not sure why--but he also be tellin' Parker jes' in case she be in charge o' that sort o' thing, I guess.

Mayhaps cheerleadin' counts as studyin'? I be wantin' a closer look at the skirts, meself. They be practicin' cheers, as makes sense, but they also be doin' a lot o' talkin'. Bel be talkin' t' Lana 'n Marie, Willow be talkin' t' Marie, Kaylee, Cameron 'n Bel. Oh! I be havin' a cheer fer ye! Be repeatin':

Zombies, mummies 'n creatures, o my!
Go Gremlins, Go Gremlins, mayhaps we won't die!


Personally, I be thinkin' if the skirts be short enough, it be not matterin' what ye be sayin'. Anyway, Tyler 'n River also be thar talkin' about basketball, which be the sport the cheerleaders be cheerin' for, apparently.

Roomin'

In the third floor common room this mornin', Walter be cookin' om...egg things 'n watchin' a special on Da Vinci. I be knowin' him! He be makin' a lovely picture o' a smilin' lady I be appropriatin' fer art class last semester. Anyway, Pippi 'n Walter be talkin' about things that go in eggs -- did ye know that Jedi be hatched from eggs? It be true. Anakin be tellin' me that a few months ago -- 'n Alfred's return. Conner be meetin' Pip-who-used-t'be-a-goose, Walter 'n the cutest little hellpuppy ever. I be not believin' I be sayin' that. Conner also be meetin' Pippi 'n talkin' about soccer. I be supposin' I should be carin' about the World Cup now, but it be seemin' like a lot of effort. Pip-who-used-t'be-a-goose be not a goose any more, more's the pity. Nadia 'n Pippi be fillin' Pip-who-used-t'be-a-goose in on detention yesterday. Since Miho--hello, Miho!--be runnin' it, I be sure a lovely time be had by all. Tempe be thar too, meetin' Pup, Pippi, 'n Stark. Nadia be tired 'n talkin' wit' Walter, then be discussin' what job a mascot be havin'. If it be involvin' dressin' like a gremlin? I be lookin' out fer Zero when she be comin' back. Seras be thar fer egg things, 'n be talkin' soccer wit' Pippi and possible illness wit' Nadia. Stark be thar fer the free food, too--he be hearin' about ghost stories 'n detention as a bonus, really.

Aeryn be in the gym. In other equally shockin' news, the sun be comin' up. John be thar 'n S-wench-wit'-the-long-name. Walter 'n Seras also be thar sparrin'. *rustles papers* I be thinkin' that be not a euphemism.

Jack--before he be a fox--be checkin' in on Cedric, Sam-who-be-a-wench, Isabel and Parker. Rory be stoppin' by Parker's as well fer a bit o' a heated discussion. But now thar be no puddin'. I be sure ye all be as disappointed as I be.

Isabel 'n Greg apparently be officially a thing now--I be sure thar be a card fer that or somethin'--as be Cameron 'n Molly. In related news, Ranma be afraid o' kitties. Okay, that be not at all related, but I be findin' it amusin' all the same. Speakin' o' kitties, Tempe be missin' the ones she be pickin' up from the kitty plague.

Sam-who-be-a-wench be visited by Jack-who-be-a-fox, Veronica 'n Archie be havin' dinner, 'n Piper be cookin' somethin' up, too. Oh, and Joxer be in the wrong room. It be happenin' t' the best of us, matey.

As seems t' be the trend on Sundays, everyone be makin' linkdrops writin' home. Principal o' Vice Pierce be writin' his father, Conner be sendin' email, 'n so be Peter Parker 'n Parker Parker. Hermione be gettin' mail brought by a tiny owl. As ye do, I suppose. Oh, and Clark be contemplatin' his time here in Fandom. Aye, occasionally we can read yer thoughts, too. Most o' the time we just be choosin' not to. They be not that interestin', honestly.

On the third floor they be watchin' swashbucklin' movies. I do be lovin' t' swash me buckle. Or be that too personal t' share? Thar be Robin Hood, 'n Nature Trail t' Hell--which I thought be leadin' t' Stickbug Cabin, or be I wrong?--'n another Robin Hood 'n Bel Who Be A Witch Project--I thought he were datin' a witch?--'n another Robin Hood. I be thinkin' ye need t' expand yer collection, matey.

Conner, Xander, Bridge 'n Parker be watchin' soccer in the second floor common room. I be hearin' somethin' about ferrets 'n forest sex, but I really be not wantin' t' know.

Okay, I be wantin' t' know. I'll be askin' the squirrels about it tomorrow.

On the fifth floor, Blair be tryin' t' convince Nadia that she be havin' the plague. If she do, I be havin' a flag she could hang from her window t' let everyone else know. Blair also be tellin' Dean t' try t' wake Buffy up wit' a kiss. Around here, that might turn her into a frog--it could be embarrassin'. Dean be tellin' Nadia he be beat up by his mummy, then be tellin' Tyler thar be worse things than zombies. Fer instance, substitute history teachers. Dawn be checkin' up on Dean, Tyler be meetin' Blair 'n tellin' Nadia she be lookin' awful. This be a hint--even if it be true, ye never tell a wench she be lookin' bad. Walter be checkin' on Nadia--not mention' that she be lookin' awful, by the way--then be meetin' Tyler 'n Dawn. Dawn be checkin' in on Tyler, too, and then be talkin' wit' a giddy Molly--she be datin' Cameron now, 'n thar be a sign about it 'n everything. Molly also be talkin' wit' Blair. I be sure that be not at all awkward. Nadia be meetin' Sam-who-be-not-a-wench and Xander-who-be-not-graduated.

Piper 'n Phoebe, then Bel 'n Piper be up on the roof together. I be assumin' they be broodin' or something, since that be what ye do on the roof. Ooh, Callisto also be thar wit' Bel. If someone be gettin' tossed off, I be wantin' video footage o' it, okay?

Apparently, it be official. Nadia be sick. No word if it be plague or not.

Revelin'

The troopers be havin' brunch at Jeff, God o' Biscuits. I be enjoyin' thar pie, meself. The bakery's. Not the troopers. I be never tryin' the troopers pie. And that be not a euphemism, ye sick-type people.

Lucas be sendin' Nadia home early from the music store, Willow 'n Marie be havin' dinner together at Luke's, where Callynanders also be, um, talkin' about Anders' problems wit' gas. I be thinkin' these notes be a tad too detailed tonight.

Parker be at the Sin gettin' somethin' o' Jarod's from Miho. Hello, Miho!

Aeryn 'n Anakin be in Caritas. In totally not related news, GOB be havin' a problem havin' drinks dropped on him. Mayhaps it be the zombies. Give 'im a sax, see if it be stoppin', that be me advice.

In the clinic, Peter Parker 'n Sam-who-be-a-wench be stoppin' by in the mornin', 'n Stark be thar in the evenin'.

That be all from the Crow's Nest. Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit'-the-Hat, and have a good night!
[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com
This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the good, the bad 'n the ugly--not ye, Quark--of this Sunday in Fandom.

Readin', Writin', Rithamatic

It be summer. If ye really be thinkin' thar be any manner o' studyin' goin' on, ye be needin' rum more than I do.

Well, other than Isabel, who be readin' outside. But she be discoverin' that Jack be a fox now. As ye do. Parker be noticin' the change as well. Apparently it be happenin' because Jack be hittin' on a woman in the park. Ye be warned. Bel be wantin' t'be included the next time thar be a fight wit' mummies--I be not sure why--but he also be tellin' Parker jes' in case she be in charge o' that sort o' thing, I guess.

Mayhaps cheerleadin' counts as studyin'? I be wantin' a closer look at the skirts, meself. They be practicin' cheers, as makes sense, but they also be doin' a lot o' talkin'. Bel be talkin' t' Lana 'n Marie, Willow be talkin' t' Marie, Kaylee, Cameron 'n Bel. Oh! I be havin' a cheer fer ye! Be repeatin':

Zombies, mummies 'n creatures, o my!
Go Gremlins, Go Gremlins, mayhaps we won't die!


Personally, I be thinkin' if the skirts be short enough, it be not matterin' what ye be sayin'. Anyway, Tyler 'n River also be thar talkin' about basketball, which be the sport the cheerleaders be cheerin' for, apparently.

Roomin'

In the third floor common room this mornin', Walter be cookin' om...egg things 'n watchin' a special on Da Vinci. I be knowin' him! He be makin' a lovely picture o' a smilin' lady I be appropriatin' fer art class last semester. Anyway, Pippi 'n Walter be talkin' about things that go in eggs -- did ye know that Jedi be hatched from eggs? It be true. Anakin be tellin' me that a few months ago -- 'n Alfred's return. Conner be meetin' Pip-who-used-t'be-a-goose, Walter 'n the cutest little hellpuppy ever. I be not believin' I be sayin' that. Conner also be meetin' Pippi 'n talkin' about soccer. I be supposin' I should be carin' about the World Cup now, but it be seemin' like a lot of effort. Pip-who-used-t'be-a-goose be not a goose any more, more's the pity. Nadia 'n Pippi be fillin' Pip-who-used-t'be-a-goose in on detention yesterday. Since Miho--hello, Miho!--be runnin' it, I be sure a lovely time be had by all. Tempe be thar too, meetin' Pup, Pippi, 'n Stark. Nadia be tired 'n talkin' wit' Walter, then be discussin' what job a mascot be havin'. If it be involvin' dressin' like a gremlin? I be lookin' out fer Zero when she be comin' back. Seras be thar fer egg things, 'n be talkin' soccer wit' Pippi and possible illness wit' Nadia. Stark be thar fer the free food, too--he be hearin' about ghost stories 'n detention as a bonus, really.

Aeryn be in the gym. In other equally shockin' news, the sun be comin' up. John be thar 'n S-wench-wit'-the-long-name. Walter 'n Seras also be thar sparrin'. *rustles papers* I be thinkin' that be not a euphemism.

Jack--before he be a fox--be checkin' in on Cedric, Sam-who-be-a-wench, Isabel and Parker. Rory be stoppin' by Parker's as well fer a bit o' a heated discussion. But now thar be no puddin'. I be sure ye all be as disappointed as I be.

Isabel 'n Greg apparently be officially a thing now--I be sure thar be a card fer that or somethin'--as be Cameron 'n Molly. In related news, Ranma be afraid o' kitties. Okay, that be not at all related, but I be findin' it amusin' all the same. Speakin' o' kitties, Tempe be missin' the ones she be pickin' up from the kitty plague.

Sam-who-be-a-wench be visited by Jack-who-be-a-fox, Veronica 'n Archie be havin' dinner, 'n Piper be cookin' somethin' up, too. Oh, and Joxer be in the wrong room. It be happenin' t' the best of us, matey.

As seems t' be the trend on Sundays, everyone be makin' linkdrops writin' home. Principal o' Vice Pierce be writin' his father, Conner be sendin' email, 'n so be Peter Parker 'n Parker Parker. Hermione be gettin' mail brought by a tiny owl. As ye do, I suppose. Oh, and Clark be contemplatin' his time here in Fandom. Aye, occasionally we can read yer thoughts, too. Most o' the time we just be choosin' not to. They be not that interestin', honestly.

On the third floor they be watchin' swashbucklin' movies. I do be lovin' t' swash me buckle. Or be that too personal t' share? Thar be Robin Hood, 'n Nature Trail t' Hell--which I thought be leadin' t' Stickbug Cabin, or be I wrong?--'n another Robin Hood 'n Bel Who Be A Witch Project--I thought he were datin' a witch?--'n another Robin Hood. I be thinkin' ye need t' expand yer collection, matey.

Conner, Xander, Bridge 'n Parker be watchin' soccer in the second floor common room. I be hearin' somethin' about ferrets 'n forest sex, but I really be not wantin' t' know.

Okay, I be wantin' t' know. I'll be askin' the squirrels about it tomorrow.

On the fifth floor, Blair be tryin' t' convince Nadia that she be havin' the plague. If she do, I be havin' a flag she could hang from her window t' let everyone else know. Blair also be tellin' Dean t' try t' wake Buffy up wit' a kiss. Around here, that might turn her into a frog--it could be embarrassin'. Dean be tellin' Nadia he be beat up by his mummy, then be tellin' Tyler thar be worse things than zombies. Fer instance, substitute history teachers. Dawn be checkin' up on Dean, Tyler be meetin' Blair 'n tellin' Nadia she be lookin' awful. This be a hint--even if it be true, ye never tell a wench she be lookin' bad. Walter be checkin' on Nadia--not mention' that she be lookin' awful, by the way--then be meetin' Tyler 'n Dawn. Dawn be checkin' in on Tyler, too, and then be talkin' wit' a giddy Molly--she be datin' Cameron now, 'n thar be a sign about it 'n everything. Molly also be talkin' wit' Blair. I be sure that be not at all awkward. Nadia be meetin' Sam-who-be-not-a-wench and Xander-who-be-not-graduated.

Piper 'n Phoebe, then Bel 'n Piper be up on the roof together. I be assumin' they be broodin' or something, since that be what ye do on the roof. Ooh, Callisto also be thar wit' Bel. If someone be gettin' tossed off, I be wantin' video footage o' it, okay?

Apparently, it be official. Nadia be sick. No word if it be plague or not.

Revelin'

The troopers be havin' brunch at Jeff, God o' Biscuits. I be enjoyin' thar pie, meself. The bakery's. Not the troopers. I be never tryin' the troopers pie. And that be not a euphemism, ye sick-type people.

Lucas be sendin' Nadia home early from the music store, Willow 'n Marie be havin' dinner together at Luke's, where Callynanders also be, um, talkin' about Anders' problems wit' gas. I be thinkin' these notes be a tad too detailed tonight.

Parker be at the Sin gettin' somethin' o' Jarod's from Miho. Hello, Miho!

Aeryn 'n Anakin be in Caritas. In totally not related news, GOB be havin' a problem havin' drinks dropped on him. Mayhaps it be the zombies. Give 'im a sax, see if it be stoppin', that be me advice.

In the clinic, Peter Parker 'n Sam-who-be-a-wench be stoppin' by in the mornin', 'n Stark be thar in the evenin'.

That be all from the Crow's Nest. Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit'-the-Hat, and have a good night!
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the latest 'n greatest on this Sunday in Fandom.

Cabins that be not at sea
Sam-who-not-be-a-wench be wakin' up from a dream this mornin'. Aye, we knew about that. We know about everything.

*hysterical laughter* Includin' this gem. Oh, Dean, I be likin' yer style. This be a public service announcement: if ye be havin' loud sex where Dean can be hearin' ye and be havin' access t' cold water....hee. Just hee. Sorry, Alec 'n Jaye, but this be dead hysterical.

In the Puffin common room Saku....somethin' long 'n beginnin' wit' S that I be havin' entirely too much rum t' attempt be sittin' around. Stark be thar gettin' t' know Al's cat. *shuffles papers* That be not a euphemism. Al 'n S-who's-name-be-goin'-on-forever be talkin' about Agatha Christie--be she a student?--and Stark 'n S-who's-name-be-goin'-on-forever be talkin' about chocolate. S-who's-name-be-goin'-on-forever also be talkin' Japanese t' Ranma.

Pippi-who-be-a-cat be doin' laundry. I be thinkin' that cats be not likin' water. Or, fer that matter, wearin' clothin'. Be I wrong? She also be talkin' to Tim about his hand that be hurt. Mayhaps he should try lickin' it better? It be just a suggestion.

Aeryn be at the gym in camp 'n be not in the most cheerful type mood. Mayhaps it be havin' somethin' t' do wit' the fight she be havin' with Cameron earlier toay? Anyway, John be there 'n doin' a strange dance. Whether it be strange t' begin with or jes strange because John be doin' it, I be leavin' up t' ye. Molly be tryin' t' figure out what be makin' Aeryn upset, 'n Rory be thar tryin' out her swordwork. Swash, swash, buckle, buckle, wench.

Dorms that be not at sea either

Cam 'n Tyler be sparrin' in the dorm gym, 'n Tim be thar practicin' his own solo sword work. *shuffles papers* That be not a euphemism unless Tim be a bit o' an exhibitionist.

People be movin' back: Tempe, fer one, and Demyx, Ranma, Tim, Nadia, 'n Alec. Alec be covered in cold water fer havin' loud sex earlier today. In case ye be missin' that part o' the broadcast. With Jaye. And then she be talkin' wit' Dean later this evenin', in case ye be in the vicinity 'n want t' compliment him on his aim. When he be hittin' Jaye 'n Alec wit' a bucket o' water fer havin' loud sex. In case ye've forgotten.

Anakin be depressin' in his room. In other breakin' news, water be wet 'n Callynanders be cute. Piper be watchin' DVDs, Isabel be readin', Alec be visitin' D'Anna, Al be gettin' a phone call, and Draco be gettin' his very own birthday pimp cane! That be so excitin'! Happy birthday, Draco!

*sounds of Happy Birthday with Badly Dubbed Banthabell*

And since ye be back in the dorms, thar be people in the second floor common room. I know ye be shocked. Amidst the chitchat 'n cold shoulderin', Rory be readin' aloud from a book. That be a hell o' a way t' spend vacation time, people.

Up in the fifth floor common room, Bel 'n Marie be talkin' about her temporary takeover of the radio station--but she be not touchin' me rum, so I be not bothered by it, in case anyone be worried--Nadia be talkin' t' Marie about the weirdness that be her workplace. Be ye havin' a wench named Johnina in it? I be not thinkin' so. I win. Bridge-who-be-a-ferret be scurryin' through, and I hope he be not a ferret in time fer Thursday's broadcast. I be not havin' the proper translatin' equipment. Anyway, Xander be comin' in shortly thereafter lookin' fer the scurryin' little boyfriend o' his. Conner be lookin' fer Doctor Oliver 'n be findin' out about the cheerleadin' squad. They be very bouncy 'n wear short skirts. It be the best thing ever. Piper be meetin' Marie, too.

Lana be glad t' be back up on the fourth floor, Buffy be visitin' Dawn, 'n thar be quite the party on the roof. *sudden laughter* Where Pip be a gosling now! *more laughter*

We be a right pettin' zoo at this point.

John be tellin' Aeryn a bedtime story. Be it havin' pirates in it? Because those be the best kind o' tales.

Town that be near the water, but not covered wit' it

Jack be wakin' Cedric up 'n then they be watchin' the sun rise. I be not seein' the appeal, personally. Mayhaps I need t' be with Jack?

The Sin be open fer breakfast this mornin'. Hi, Miho! Parker 'n Jarod be thar talkin' about the future, and Jamie be thar t' pick up his sock. *shuffles papers* Which, given where this be happenin', probably be a euphemism.

And brunch be at Wonka's today, where a trooper be stoppin' by t' ask Wonka t' assist him on another inspection date at the theater.

GOB be sleepin' on top o' the bar at Caritas--be it a bad idea t' go pay the zombie band t' play a rousin' rendition o' the 1812 Overture complete wit' cannon t' wake him up? *pause* Should I be doin' it anyway?

River be stoppin' in at Luke's, where Tim be doin' himself an injury--hopefully not near the food--and then be swingin' by Empire Records.

Elle be playin' in the park wit' her dog, then Kurt 'n Clark be stoppin' thar later, and Tyler be wanderin' around the junkyard.

Archie 'n Veronica be on a date at Serenity Cove. And so be Joxer 'n Kaylee. Be it mind meldin' date day or somethin'?

Alfred be off fer the week, apparently--some manner o' butler-y vacation, perhaps--and Maia still be in the clinic, but other than that it be slow fer Janet 'n Stark.

That be all from the Crow's Nest! Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit'-the-Hat--not ye, Principal Washburn--and have a good night!
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the latest 'n greatest on this Sunday in Fandom.

Cabins that be not at sea
Sam-who-not-be-a-wench be wakin' up from a dream this mornin'. Aye, we knew about that. We know about everything.

*hysterical laughter* Includin' this gem. Oh, Dean, I be likin' yer style. This be a public service announcement: if ye be havin' loud sex where Dean can be hearin' ye and be havin' access t' cold water....hee. Just hee. Sorry, Alec 'n Jaye, but this be dead hysterical.

In the Puffin common room Saku....somethin' long 'n beginnin' wit' S that I be havin' entirely too much rum t' attempt be sittin' around. Stark be thar gettin' t' know Al's cat. *shuffles papers* That be not a euphemism. Al 'n S-who's-name-be-goin'-on-forever be talkin' about Agatha Christie--be she a student?--and Stark 'n S-who's-name-be-goin'-on-forever be talkin' about chocolate. S-who's-name-be-goin'-on-forever also be talkin' Japanese t' Ranma.

Pippi-who-be-a-cat be doin' laundry. I be thinkin' that cats be not likin' water. Or, fer that matter, wearin' clothin'. Be I wrong? She also be talkin' to Tim about his hand that be hurt. Mayhaps he should try lickin' it better? It be just a suggestion.

Aeryn be at the gym in camp 'n be not in the most cheerful type mood. Mayhaps it be havin' somethin' t' do wit' the fight she be havin' with Cameron earlier toay? Anyway, John be there 'n doin' a strange dance. Whether it be strange t' begin with or jes strange because John be doin' it, I be leavin' up t' ye. Molly be tryin' t' figure out what be makin' Aeryn upset, 'n Rory be thar tryin' out her swordwork. Swash, swash, buckle, buckle, wench.

Dorms that be not at sea either

Cam 'n Tyler be sparrin' in the dorm gym, 'n Tim be thar practicin' his own solo sword work. *shuffles papers* That be not a euphemism unless Tim be a bit o' an exhibitionist.

People be movin' back: Tempe, fer one, and Demyx, Ranma, Tim, Nadia, 'n Alec. Alec be covered in cold water fer havin' loud sex earlier today. In case ye be missin' that part o' the broadcast. With Jaye. And then she be talkin' wit' Dean later this evenin', in case ye be in the vicinity 'n want t' compliment him on his aim. When he be hittin' Jaye 'n Alec wit' a bucket o' water fer havin' loud sex. In case ye've forgotten.

Anakin be depressin' in his room. In other breakin' news, water be wet 'n Callynanders be cute. Piper be watchin' DVDs, Isabel be readin', Alec be visitin' D'Anna, Al be gettin' a phone call, and Draco be gettin' his very own birthday pimp cane! That be so excitin'! Happy birthday, Draco!

*sounds of Happy Birthday with Badly Dubbed Banthabell*

And since ye be back in the dorms, thar be people in the second floor common room. I know ye be shocked. Amidst the chitchat 'n cold shoulderin', Rory be readin' aloud from a book. That be a hell o' a way t' spend vacation time, people.

Up in the fifth floor common room, Bel 'n Marie be talkin' about her temporary takeover of the radio station--but she be not touchin' me rum, so I be not bothered by it, in case anyone be worried--Nadia be talkin' t' Marie about the weirdness that be her workplace. Be ye havin' a wench named Johnina in it? I be not thinkin' so. I win. Bridge-who-be-a-ferret be scurryin' through, and I hope he be not a ferret in time fer Thursday's broadcast. I be not havin' the proper translatin' equipment. Anyway, Xander be comin' in shortly thereafter lookin' fer the scurryin' little boyfriend o' his. Conner be lookin' fer Doctor Oliver 'n be findin' out about the cheerleadin' squad. They be very bouncy 'n wear short skirts. It be the best thing ever. Piper be meetin' Marie, too.

Lana be glad t' be back up on the fourth floor, Buffy be visitin' Dawn, 'n thar be quite the party on the roof. *sudden laughter* Where Pip be a gosling now! *more laughter*

We be a right pettin' zoo at this point.

John be tellin' Aeryn a bedtime story. Be it havin' pirates in it? Because those be the best kind o' tales.

Town that be near the water, but not covered wit' it

Jack be wakin' Cedric up 'n then they be watchin' the sun rise. I be not seein' the appeal, personally. Mayhaps I need t' be with Jack?

The Sin be open fer breakfast this mornin'. Hi, Miho! Parker 'n Jarod be thar talkin' about the future, and Jamie be thar t' pick up his sock. *shuffles papers* Which, given where this be happenin', probably be a euphemism.

And brunch be at Wonka's today, where a trooper be stoppin' by t' ask Wonka t' assist him on another inspection date at the theater.

GOB be sleepin' on top o' the bar at Caritas--be it a bad idea t' go pay the zombie band t' play a rousin' rendition o' the 1812 Overture complete wit' cannon t' wake him up? *pause* Should I be doin' it anyway?

River be stoppin' in at Luke's, where Tim be doin' himself an injury--hopefully not near the food--and then be swingin' by Empire Records.

Elle be playin' in the park wit' her dog, then Kurt 'n Clark be stoppin' thar later, and Tyler be wanderin' around the junkyard.

Archie 'n Veronica be on a date at Serenity Cove. And so be Joxer 'n Kaylee. Be it mind meldin' date day or somethin'?

Alfred be off fer the week, apparently--some manner o' butler-y vacation, perhaps--and Maia still be in the clinic, but other than that it be slow fer Janet 'n Stark.

That be all from the Crow's Nest! Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit'-the-Hat--not ye, Principal Washburn--and have a good night!
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the good, the bad, and 'n the terribly uncoordinated on this fine night in Fandom. And aye, Johnina, I be lookin' at ye. And ye, too, Greggette. Let's start wit' that.

Bouncin' happy cheerleader-types

Buffy be holdin' cheerleadin' tryouts today. Wenches in short skirts. I be praisin' yer initiative. Molly, Marie, Janet, Phoebe, Lana, 'n Alec--who be not a wench, as far as I be aware--be thar t' judge th' proceedings. They be goin' about as well as could be expected. Jamie 'n his merry band o' other Jamies be tryin' out. D'anna be thar, and Pippi, and Nadia, who be sportin' an interestin' accent, as well as a mallet. Well, the mascot do be the gremlins. I be supposin' a mallet be appropriate. Walter also be tryin' out, as well as Isabel 'n Cordelia 'n Demyx 'n Elizabeth 'n *snicker* Hamlet. And two very lovely wenches named Johnina 'n Greggette be thar as well, but it be seemin' that they be terribly shy when it comes t' undressin' in front o' crowds o' people 'n ran away. That be such a shame. Pippi, Aeryn, Parker, Elizabeth, D'anna, Tyler, Cameron, and Isabel be thar t' mock. As ye should.

Happy camper-types

Over at Seahorse, where the men be shirtless 'n the wenches be grateful, Jaye 'n Sam-who-be-a-wench be talkin' about Jaye's toaster's love life. As ye do. Elizabeth be stoppin' by as well, and chattin' about books 'n poker. Poker be soundin' more summer-like if ye ask me. Which I be realizin' no one has. Tempe be talkin' t' Sam-who-be-a-wench about adjustin' t' life in Fandom. Has anyone told ye about the Sock-eatin' Monster on the third floor? Because it be totally real. Jaye be gettin' grief from Dean-who-be-not-Alec fer her late night activities wit' Alec-who-be-not-Dean. And Sam-who-be-wench be talkin' wit' Dean-who-be-not-Alec about doppelgangers. *shuffles papers* Which be, I think, somethin' ye can pick up at Jeff, God o' Biscuits. Or mayhaps ye need a shot fer it.

And then Jack be stoppin' by t' pick Sam-who-be-a-wench up fer their date in the park.

Meanwhile, inside Seahorse, Sam-who-be-not-a-wench 'n Dean-who-be-not-Alec be plottin' thar dastardly revenge against Jaye 'n Alec-who-be-not-Dean. And that revenge? Be sweet indeed. Sorry about yer pants, Alec.

At Meerkat, where the wenches be schemin' 'n we love 'em that way, Molly 'n Cam be talkin' about flight simulators, Dawn be writin' letters home, and Greg be askin' Isabel out. Another star-crossed love between Stickbug 'n Meerkat! Someone should write a ballad.

At Squirrel, where they all be nuts--*pause*--I be apologizin' fer that pun--Pippi be wakin' up, Walter 'n Nadia be talkin' strangely, 'n Pip be hearin' about cheerleadin' tryouts from Pippi. Nadia be makin' some lovely drawings and Seras be writin' home.

Writin' seems t' have been a trend today. Parker, over in Pangolin, be pennin' some points t' people as well. Elizabeth be thar, too, recoverin' from pullin' somethin' at cheer tryouts. This be why exercise be evil. Z be thar, celebratin' her birthday. Happy birthday, Z!

*sounds of Happy Birthday with poorly dubbed banthabell*

And in Flamingo, where the graduates be livin' so I be not stupid enough t' mock them, Veronica 'n Anakin be talkin' about field trips 'n post-graduation-type things.

Tonight over at Aye Aye, where ye be not havin' t' say everythin' twice twice, Tempe be covered in glitter. In case ye be wonderin', no, thar be no boykissy involved. Or girlkissy. Sorry, Jaye. She be cuddlin' Sawyer, who then also be covered in glitter. That be how disease can be spread, too, so be sure to practice safe scrapbookin'. *snickering* Tim be thar, chattin' wit' Tempe and Sawyer, and Anakin be thar wonderin' if thar be a glitter monster. Aye, Anakin, it be a glitter monster. Ye can only kill it wit' a banthabell rendition o' "Little Bunny Foo Foo." Go forth 'n conquer. Bridge be thar, talkin' wit' Anakin, Tim, 'n --I know this be a shock t' ye--Xander. Sawyer 'n Tempe be retirin' t' his bunk after the campfire be over. Remember what I be sayin' about safe scrapbookin'.

In Stickbug, where all o' them be frankly out o' their minds, but in a good way, Peter-who-be-a-Parker be writin' an email, and John be tryin' t' convince Aeryn that he was in no way at the cheerleadin' tryouts. See? Out o' their minds. And kind o' suicidal, frankly.

At Three-Toed Sloth, where the rumor be havin' it that the occupants also be havin' only three toes, Bel be lightin' Marie's fire. *papers shuffle* I be havin' nothin' t' tell me if that be a euphemism. Marie 'n Kaylee be talkin' cheerleadin', Hermione 'n Marie be talkin' about books, Kaylee 'n Hermione be talkin' about other planets, Hermione be explainin' motorcycles t' Briar, 'n Briar be meetin' Marie 'n Kaylee.

Over at Puffin, where the campers be...*sigh* I be havin' nothin on Puffins. Anyway, Tim be thar on the roof, shinin' his flashlight on Alphonse. *papers shuffle* That might be a euphemism. He also be doin' it t' Sakurazaki before Sakurazaki talks wit' Ranma. Alphonse 'n Pippi be havin' an adventure earlier today lookin' fer mines. And they were in no way followed. In case anyone had been wonderin'. And now thar be another Puffin on the roof. What be wrong wit' the ground, I be askin'?

And crazy people be livin' in Snake. Exhibit A: Briar, who be talkin' t' himself.

Happy townies who be not livin' in the woods, thank ye kindly

Cam be up t' take pictures o' the sunrise. What be wrong wit' ye? If the Almighty be wantin' us t' see the sunrise, He'd've scheduled it fer a more convenient time.

Tim be openin' Luke's fer Sunday Brunch. Tim 'n Pippi talk cheerleadin' 'n Nadia 'n Walter talk wit' silly accents.

Clark be joggin' in the park, and Max 'n Tyler be havin' a date at the Perk before Max be takin' Tyler fer a ride on her motorcycle. *papers shuffle* That might be a euphemism, too. Speakin' o' euphemisms, Bridge 'n Xander be on a date. *pause* Okay, that be not speakin' o' euphemisms at all. Nadia 'n Walter be cute in the woods.

Empire Records be playin' Rob Thomas, but no one be runnin' in fear from it 'n hurtin' themselves because the clinic be empty in the mornin' 'n evenin'.

That be all from the Crow's Nest! Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit'-the-Hat 'n have a good night!
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This be [livejournal.com profile] likeguidelines bringin' ye the good, the bad, and 'n the terribly uncoordinated on this fine night in Fandom. And aye, Johnina, I be lookin' at ye. And ye, too, Greggette. Let's start wit' that.

Bouncin' happy cheerleader-types

Buffy be holdin' cheerleadin' tryouts today. Wenches in short skirts. I be praisin' yer initiative. Molly, Marie, Janet, Phoebe, Lana, 'n Alec--who be not a wench, as far as I be aware--be thar t' judge th' proceedings. They be goin' about as well as could be expected. Jamie 'n his merry band o' other Jamies be tryin' out. D'anna be thar, and Pippi, and Nadia, who be sportin' an interestin' accent, as well as a mallet. Well, the mascot do be the gremlins. I be supposin' a mallet be appropriate. Walter also be tryin' out, as well as Isabel 'n Cordelia 'n Demyx 'n Elizabeth 'n *snicker* Hamlet. And two very lovely wenches named Johnina 'n Greggette be thar as well, but it be seemin' that they be terribly shy when it comes t' undressin' in front o' crowds o' people 'n ran away. That be such a shame. Pippi, Aeryn, Parker, Elizabeth, D'anna, Tyler, Cameron, and Isabel be thar t' mock. As ye should.

Happy camper-types

Over at Seahorse, where the men be shirtless 'n the wenches be grateful, Jaye 'n Sam-who-be-a-wench be talkin' about Jaye's toaster's love life. As ye do. Elizabeth be stoppin' by as well, and chattin' about books 'n poker. Poker be soundin' more summer-like if ye ask me. Which I be realizin' no one has. Tempe be talkin' t' Sam-who-be-a-wench about adjustin' t' life in Fandom. Has anyone told ye about the Sock-eatin' Monster on the third floor? Because it be totally real. Jaye be gettin' grief from Dean-who-be-not-Alec fer her late night activities wit' Alec-who-be-not-Dean. And Sam-who-be-wench be talkin' wit' Dean-who-be-not-Alec about doppelgangers. *shuffles papers* Which be, I think, somethin' ye can pick up at Jeff, God o' Biscuits. Or mayhaps ye need a shot fer it.

And then Jack be stoppin' by t' pick Sam-who-be-a-wench up fer their date in the park.

Meanwhile, inside Seahorse, Sam-who-be-not-a-wench 'n Dean-who-be-not-Alec be plottin' thar dastardly revenge against Jaye 'n Alec-who-be-not-Dean. And that revenge? Be sweet indeed. Sorry about yer pants, Alec.

At Meerkat, where the wenches be schemin' 'n we love 'em that way, Molly 'n Cam be talkin' about flight simulators, Dawn be writin' letters home, and Greg be askin' Isabel out. Another star-crossed love between Stickbug 'n Meerkat! Someone should write a ballad.

At Squirrel, where they all be nuts--*pause*--I be apologizin' fer that pun--Pippi be wakin' up, Walter 'n Nadia be talkin' strangely, 'n Pip be hearin' about cheerleadin' tryouts from Pippi. Nadia be makin' some lovely drawings and Seras be writin' home.

Writin' seems t' have been a trend today. Parker, over in Pangolin, be pennin' some points t' people as well. Elizabeth be thar, too, recoverin' from pullin' somethin' at cheer tryouts. This be why exercise be evil. Z be thar, celebratin' her birthday. Happy birthday, Z!

*sounds of Happy Birthday with poorly dubbed banthabell*

And in Flamingo, where the graduates be livin' so I be not stupid enough t' mock them, Veronica 'n Anakin be talkin' about field trips 'n post-graduation-type things.

Tonight over at Aye Aye, where ye be not havin' t' say everythin' twice twice, Tempe be covered in glitter. In case ye be wonderin', no, thar be no boykissy involved. Or girlkissy. Sorry, Jaye. She be cuddlin' Sawyer, who then also be covered in glitter. That be how disease can be spread, too, so be sure to practice safe scrapbookin'. *snickering* Tim be thar, chattin' wit' Tempe and Sawyer, and Anakin be thar wonderin' if thar be a glitter monster. Aye, Anakin, it be a glitter monster. Ye can only kill it wit' a banthabell rendition o' "Little Bunny Foo Foo." Go forth 'n conquer. Bridge be thar, talkin' wit' Anakin, Tim, 'n --I know this be a shock t' ye--Xander. Sawyer 'n Tempe be retirin' t' his bunk after the campfire be over. Remember what I be sayin' about safe scrapbookin'.

In Stickbug, where all o' them be frankly out o' their minds, but in a good way, Peter-who-be-a-Parker be writin' an email, and John be tryin' t' convince Aeryn that he was in no way at the cheerleadin' tryouts. See? Out o' their minds. And kind o' suicidal, frankly.

At Three-Toed Sloth, where the rumor be havin' it that the occupants also be havin' only three toes, Bel be lightin' Marie's fire. *papers shuffle* I be havin' nothin' t' tell me if that be a euphemism. Marie 'n Kaylee be talkin' cheerleadin', Hermione 'n Marie be talkin' about books, Kaylee 'n Hermione be talkin' about other planets, Hermione be explainin' motorcycles t' Briar, 'n Briar be meetin' Marie 'n Kaylee.

Over at Puffin, where the campers be...*sigh* I be havin' nothin on Puffins. Anyway, Tim be thar on the roof, shinin' his flashlight on Alphonse. *papers shuffle* That might be a euphemism. He also be doin' it t' Sakurazaki before Sakurazaki talks wit' Ranma. Alphonse 'n Pippi be havin' an adventure earlier today lookin' fer mines. And they were in no way followed. In case anyone had been wonderin'. And now thar be another Puffin on the roof. What be wrong wit' the ground, I be askin'?

And crazy people be livin' in Snake. Exhibit A: Briar, who be talkin' t' himself.

Happy townies who be not livin' in the woods, thank ye kindly

Cam be up t' take pictures o' the sunrise. What be wrong wit' ye? If the Almighty be wantin' us t' see the sunrise, He'd've scheduled it fer a more convenient time.

Tim be openin' Luke's fer Sunday Brunch. Tim 'n Pippi talk cheerleadin' 'n Nadia 'n Walter talk wit' silly accents.

Clark be joggin' in the park, and Max 'n Tyler be havin' a date at the Perk before Max be takin' Tyler fer a ride on her motorcycle. *papers shuffle* That might be a euphemism, too. Speakin' o' euphemisms, Bridge 'n Xander be on a date. *pause* Okay, that be not speakin' o' euphemisms at all. Nadia 'n Walter be cute in the woods.

Empire Records be playin' Rob Thomas, but no one be runnin' in fear from it 'n hurtin' themselves because the clinic be empty in the mornin' 'n evenin'.

That be all from the Crow's Nest! Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit'-the-Hat 'n have a good night!
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*sounds of scuffling and heavy breathing*

'lo! This be B'bossa, 'n I be on the radio ALL BY MYSELF 'cause I be a big boy 'n those other kids be loud last night 'n didn't leave me any cookies!

*sniffles*

ANYWAY. I'm s'posed t' be doin' the NEWS but I be colorin' on the notes that the squirrels be droppin' off so they be hard t' read.

Also, I'm FOUR 'n thar be some big words.

So I be tellin' ye what I think happened, which be more excitin' anyway.

FUN!
Everyone be wakin' up 'n watchin' SMILE TIME today.

*sounds of Barbossa's incredibly off-key rendition of "Self Esteem"*

Aeryn 'n Angel be wonderin' if it be better t' say please or hit people. I be sayin' hit people. 'listo be settin' vampire traps 'n fightin' about Angel cooties wit' Cam. Molly be thar 'n Aeryn be NOT CUDDLY 'n Xander be tryin' t' LET BRIDGEY SLEEP and Maureen be givin' Aeryn a MEAN NICKNAME and then ALMOST EVERYONE GOES TO LUKE'S fer brunch, yay! Though Rory 'n Jakey 'ready be havin' coffee 'cause of Kry. He made it earlier.

Bridgey be makin' breffast fer everyone who couldn't walk that far and Bel be decidin' that he wants Angel to BE HIS BOYFRIEND. *insane giggling*

DeeDee 'n Sharon be slidin' down th' stairs, Lana 'n Kiki play wit' a remote--WHICH BE A DEMON, I BET--and Sammie be goin' out t' play! She, 'n Lizzie 'n Janet, be playin' wit' 'ssor Jackson.

Kiki be flyin' on a broom! See, Feebee! That be how ye fly! Or in a flyin' thing like Annie, Rory, Peter 'n Sammie did! Not by jumpin'. That be NEVER workin' unless ye have a MAGIC CAPE on. It's a RULE.

Nad-ya, Feebee 'n Pippi be playin' MUSIC 'n jumpin' 'round in th' music store. Be it Little Bunny Foo Foo? I LOVE THAT SONG.

*Little Bunny Foo Foo plays for ten minutes, sounds of Barbossa jumping on his bed*

*stampeding feet back to the microphone* Oh! Oh! I be seein' me MOST FAVORITEST NINJA today in the Park! She be thar wit' Becky, and Jaye 'n Maureen be thar too, but that's not important.

And thar be MOVIES TODAY TOO! Draco be thar 'n Cam 'n V 'n Angela 'n Nadya, 'n Bel, 'n Pip, 'n Broots 'n Maureen, 'n Feebee, 'n Walter 'n Pippi.

*deep breath* That be a LOT. Thar be cupcakes 'n candy 'n everyone be watchin' Discoverin' Nero. Thar be not enough pirates in that movie.

O'er at the boo-boo place, 'lanna be takin' Allie t' breffast, 'n Zero be gettin' a lolly. Thar be lollies thar? I wanna purple one! Walter be thar tonight' n gettin' choklit! And 'lanna be gettin' MORE CANDY! And Piper and Piper and PIPER BE GETTIN' CHOKLIT TOO!

Jaye be callin' her daddy! Jakey be callin' his daddy! Nadia be writin' her daddy! I be not having a daddy AT ALL!!!!!

*piratey sniffles*

Draco be writin' his mummy, and Jaye be gettin' ANOTHER PHONE CALL. She be very, very busy today. Zero be havin' a phone call too, and Rory be writin' VERY IMPORTANT LETTERS 'n colorin'. Feebee 'n Pippi 'n Walter 'n Nadya be wakin' up then Nadya 'n Phoebe be playin' in the woods! MONSTERS BE LIVIN' THAR! AND DEER!

V 'n Klowee 'n Piper be playin' wit' magic! Pippi be sayin' 'lo t' Pip! That be silly t' say!

*weetiny pirate snickers*

John be bringin' Aeryn sea monkeys. Thar be monkeys that live in the sea? REALLY? Sakura be talkin' wit' Al 'n Ed. Bridgeyxander be talkin' to Bridgey's doggie and Anders be talkin' t' Cally, who be not a doggie!

OH NO! Archie be havin' a boat stolen! That be THE WORST THING EVER! Rory, Piper 'n V be tryin' t' help but Archie goes t' bed sad! I have a boat I can share, Archie! Don't be sad!

FOOD! Maybe even COOKIES!
Luke be throwin' a party today! Thar be balloons 'n glitter 'n GIANT SEA MONSTERS! There were. The squirrels be tellin' me. Cam be thar, tellin' Luke that girls suck. YOU TELL HIM, CAM! Marty be picky, Maureen 'n Jaye be eatin' AND DUO STILL BE OWIN' ME COOKIES! Rory be sayin' 'lo t' Luke who be askin' Anders t' watch out fer her. She be a MARRIED LADY NOW but we'll get t' that later. Also, it be a secret so SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Rory be givin' Molly, and Aeryn 'n her mummy folder helmets which be savin' ye from the LAVA MONSTERS. I be wearin' one right now. And Aeryn 'n John be friends, then not friends, then best friends. Then they be gettin' married too BUT THAT'S ANOTHER SECRET SHHHHHHH. Lizzie be gettin' food, and 'lanna, 'n Zhaan be tellin' Aeryn she be gettin' taller someday. I think she be gettin' shorter and shorter until be DISAPPEARIN'. I be hearin' that happens t' people. Molly 'n Broots talk but they be grownups 'n that be BORING.

And more! Jaye 'n Zero be talkin' about hair! Tex be helpin' V wash her hands! I thought water would give ye the plague? V HAS THE PLAGUE! RUN FER YER LIVES! I be right! Rory be tellin' her mummy about this and why Jaye be not needin' a bath. Major K! be askin' if thar be a Mister Tex and Feebee 'n Pippi 'n Walter 'n Nadia decide t' go t' listen t' music! Piper 'n Draco share food BUT DON'T GET MARRIED! Don't ye get stoned fer that or somethin'? Broots be gettin' bossed around by Maureen because she be a BOSSY BOSSY HEAD. She be makin' snowflakes wit' Rory's mummy, too. Cam 'n Molly about somethin' but I be drawin' a monkey on it and thar be big words. I bet they be talkin' about monkeys. 'lanna 'n Lizzie be talkin' 'bout aminals, then Piper 'n Lizzie be drawin' 'n Cam be talkin' to Rory's mummy about the NEW BABY THAT BE COMIN'!

Angela be MAKIN' CUPCAKES! Maureen MEAN MEAN BOSSY HEAD be thar, too, 'n Anders be helpin' Bridgeyxander take pitturs.

Nadya 'n Pippi be cookin' up HERE WHERE I LIVE YAY! But that be after Pippi, Nadya, Walter 'n Feebee be cleanin' up the Caffee in town.

MARRIED! AND CAKE!
Rory has an IDEA and gets Izzibell t' help--we're all gonna get married-ed! AND HAVE CAKE! Annie 'n Rory got married-ed! But it's a secret so SHHHHHHHHH! 'n Bridgeyxander! Though Sharon 'n Maureen MEAN MEAN BOSSY HEAD object. 'n Deedee 'n Kry! He be not named Froggy! 'n Peter 'n Zero! 'n Princypill Washburn 'n Matey-wit'-the-Hat 'cause Rory said to! Maureen MEAN MEAN BOSSY HEAD 'n Izzibell are bridesmaids. Be ye doin' the washin' up after? And Walter, Nadya 'n Pippi be gettin' married! And Aeryn 'n John! But that's ANOTHER SECRET SO SHHHHH! And Molly 'n Cam, though that's 'cause Rory made them. And Angela 'n Marty get married-ed too and Marty sprays people wit' water and THAT BE NOT NICE!

Maureen be tellin' Quinn that Jar'd be makin' a nice boyfriend fer her, 'n Angela 'n Isabel talk 'n so do 'lanna 'n Angela 'n Hamlet 'n Angela and EVERYONE EATS CAKE AND IT BE THE BEST DAY EVER.

And Draco 'n Major K! become BEST FRIENDS and then go monster huntin'! Sammie be lookin' fer someone t' protect her from monsters--maybe Draco 'n Major K can help! And Angela be goin' t' sleep. So be Sharon.

*yawn* That be soundin' good.

Though Cal 'n Angel be not at the 'ficial ceremony, they still be married. Logan be tellin' Angel he be goin' t' Santropiz. Be that a demon or a planet? Bel be VERY MAD that Angel be married. Marty gets kicked by 'lanna which is MEAN and Angel's gonna be beatin' up Rory's secret husband, what the hell!

*giggling*

Maureen MEAN MEAN BOSSY HEAD thinks Angel be a marshmallow, but that's just silly.

BORING Grown-Up Things

The robot, which CAN EAT PEOPLE I BET, be hidin' in a closet! RUN FER YER LIVES!

'ssor Cregg be GONE! I be bettin' the robot et her.

Artie be downtown 'n the flyin' thing went RIGHT PAST HIM and didn't stop. That be RUDE, ANNIE!

*another yawn*

I be tired now. Night.

*click*

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