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Friday, March 21, 2014
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rilla-myrilla.livejournal.comGood morning, Fandom! Rilla Blythe here...and there are a lot more notes today than usual, so I'm assuming that the strangeness hasn't abated...
Let's begin with classes. Plus We Have a Motorcade worked on their March Madness brackets for glory and pizza in basketball related...things. If anyone can explain what this has to do with running a government, I'm all ears. MORE QUESTING did research on the strangeness going around, and Health class watched a movie about--
I'M NOT SAYING THAT.
Dean Skywalker held office hours and was approached by new addition to our island Mr. Madrox, who wanted to know if the students who've unexpectedly found themselves here could be considered part of our student body, and then the conversation turned to sock puppets. I won't pretend to understand how that happened.
In the library, Mr. Constantine was having a one-sided conversation with a former librarian who'd shown up for a few minutes and didn't seem to notice any of the others around him. Can we just call him a ghost?
Miss Lightwood was a little unnerved to see this ghost, who Mr. Constantine called Dream, and told her that this Dream person was probably Fandom's fault. Mr. Monster--really, that's his last name?-- stopped in to learn the Letter of the Day, which Mr. Constantine told him we don't have. And then others were working on research, like Mademoiselle Thenardier and Miss Comstock worked together to figure out what was going on, but so far, no leads.
In the dormitory, Miss Darkholme snuck into the third floor common room to grab some food. I don't think you need to sneak for that? Miss Berry was in her room emailing after one of her hands turned invisible--
THAT SEEMS LIKE SOMETHING WE SHOULD CARE ABOUT.
*chittering*
I don't want to turn invisible! Or have my head randomly disappear! THIS IS NOT OKAY. In slightly less fraught news, Miss Drew was trying to get the glitter out of her room. This will never, ever happen, Miss Drew.
Finally, in town, Miss Melakov and her daughter--when did she get a daughter?!--made themselves at home in their new abandoned warehouse home. Lady Caraway was doing research at Mr. Starsmore's home, and he assured her that she wasn't in the way. She's probably a big help to have around considering that he has no head.
*chittering*
No, I'm not going to get over that. HE HAS NO HEAD. Mr. Madrox was at the causeway trying to cast a spell...maybe we should reconsider whether he should be allowed to attend classes with us. Miss Pie stopped by and sprayed glitter everywhere--just like class!--and Mistress Denna came and scared Mr. Maddrox.
*chittering*
Apparently anyone going by 'Mistress' also scares the squirrels. Mr. Peace worried that the use of fried chicken instead of a real chicken might affect the spell.
*sniggering*
I'm guessing I'm right...oh, I am. A third of the Mr. Madroxes--there were many of them, apparently--couldn't stop burping, another third couldn't stop fa--making noises with their rears--and the final third turned into chihuahuas. Mistress Denna applauded, Miss Pie sprayed all the dogs with glitter, and Mr. Peace flatly refused to take care of any of the dogs.
Mr. Dracula was hosting auditions and trying to get Miss Akatsutsumi to stop stalking Mr. Starsmore, and Miss Summers was texting on her phone instead of working at the club with the name I won't say.
And that's all the notes I have. Have a hopefully less strange weekend, everyone.
Let's begin with classes. Plus We Have a Motorcade worked on their March Madness brackets for glory and pizza in basketball related...things. If anyone can explain what this has to do with running a government, I'm all ears. MORE QUESTING did research on the strangeness going around, and Health class watched a movie about--
I'M NOT SAYING THAT.
Dean Skywalker held office hours and was approached by new addition to our island Mr. Madrox, who wanted to know if the students who've unexpectedly found themselves here could be considered part of our student body, and then the conversation turned to sock puppets. I won't pretend to understand how that happened.
In the library, Mr. Constantine was having a one-sided conversation with a former librarian who'd shown up for a few minutes and didn't seem to notice any of the others around him. Can we just call him a ghost?
Miss Lightwood was a little unnerved to see this ghost, who Mr. Constantine called Dream, and told her that this Dream person was probably Fandom's fault. Mr. Monster--really, that's his last name?-- stopped in to learn the Letter of the Day, which Mr. Constantine told him we don't have. And then others were working on research, like Mademoiselle Thenardier and Miss Comstock worked together to figure out what was going on, but so far, no leads.
In the dormitory, Miss Darkholme snuck into the third floor common room to grab some food. I don't think you need to sneak for that? Miss Berry was in her room emailing after one of her hands turned invisible--
THAT SEEMS LIKE SOMETHING WE SHOULD CARE ABOUT.
*chittering*
I don't want to turn invisible! Or have my head randomly disappear! THIS IS NOT OKAY. In slightly less fraught news, Miss Drew was trying to get the glitter out of her room. This will never, ever happen, Miss Drew.
Finally, in town, Miss Melakov and her daughter--when did she get a daughter?!--made themselves at home in their new abandoned warehouse home. Lady Caraway was doing research at Mr. Starsmore's home, and he assured her that she wasn't in the way. She's probably a big help to have around considering that he has no head.
*chittering*
No, I'm not going to get over that. HE HAS NO HEAD. Mr. Madrox was at the causeway trying to cast a spell...maybe we should reconsider whether he should be allowed to attend classes with us. Miss Pie stopped by and sprayed glitter everywhere--just like class!--and Mistress Denna came and scared Mr. Maddrox.
*chittering*
Apparently anyone going by 'Mistress' also scares the squirrels. Mr. Peace worried that the use of fried chicken instead of a real chicken might affect the spell.
*sniggering*
I'm guessing I'm right...oh, I am. A third of the Mr. Madroxes--there were many of them, apparently--couldn't stop burping, another third couldn't stop fa--making noises with their rears--and the final third turned into chihuahuas. Mistress Denna applauded, Miss Pie sprayed all the dogs with glitter, and Mr. Peace flatly refused to take care of any of the dogs.
Mr. Dracula was hosting auditions and trying to get Miss Akatsutsumi to stop stalking Mr. Starsmore, and Miss Summers was texting on her phone instead of working at the club with the name I won't say.
And that's all the notes I have. Have a hopefully less strange weekend, everyone.