TO: annie get your gun
FROM: Andy

is everyone being a dick to you too?

To: Zac
From: Dani

So something weird happened.

To: Alex F
From: Dani

wtf Did that really happen? So that was weird.

To: Chloe
From: Dani

umm

To: Annie, Jackie, Toni, Marla, Val
From: Dani

I am going to be in my room, hiding from the world. jsyk.

TO: abjorkman@neopolis.edu [ANTONIA BJORKMAN], thastings@neopolis.edu [TOBIAS HASTINGS], sgreen@neopolis.edu [SCOTT GREEN], nmccaffery@neopolis.edu [NICHOLAS MCCAFFERY], amyles@neopolis.edu [ANNA MYLES], abrewski@neopolis.edu [ANHEUSER BREWSKI], abooth@neopolis.edu [ADAM BOOTH], ssummers@neopolis.edu [SALOME SUMMERS], mtudor@neopolis.edu [MARLA TUDOR], lcantelon@neopolis.edu [LETICIA CANTELON], iwoods@neopolis.edu [IVY WOODS], ccox@neopolis.edu [CHRISTIAN COX]
FROM: akeller@neopolis.edu [ANDREW KELLER]
SUBJECT: Saturday afternoon entertainment

saturday. 3 pm. you. me. my back yard. antigrav moon bounce. be there or be absent.

-a.d. keller.

Who: Toby Hastings [HAIKU BOY] and Annie Brewski [NINKASI]
When: Wednesday, 25 November, 2009; just before lunch
Where: Room C216
What: Toby finds out what Annie's been hiding from him.
Rating: H for Heartbreaking, PG-13 for language.



( In fact, the extra time might have done more damage than good -- it had allowed him to sit and wallow in his own acute sense of betrayal and abandonment. )

Who: Annie Brewski [GUITAR HERO] and Ragnar Rasmussen [FALLOUT BOY]
When: 2 November, 2009; late evening
Where: 2nd Floor Capes Hallway, Annie's room.
What: Ragnar wants his guitar back. And there are lasers somehow.
Rating: ??
Status: Placeheld.



( And Ragnar ripped his shirt off his body... )

Who: Toby Hastings and Annie Brewski
When: 1 November, 2009; early morning
Where: Scott Green's house, guest bedroom.
What: A morning-after log in which we redefine the meaning of "coyote ugly".
Status: Complete!


( It wasn't as much clothing as she would have preferred, but it covered her up and there was a much more pressing question of ''why is Elwood Graves in bed with me?'' )

TO: acato@neopolis.edu[AARON CATO]; abooth@neopolis.edu [ADAM BOOTH]; amasters@neopolis.edu [ALLEGRA MASTERS]; amedina@neopolis.edu [AMERICA MEDINA]; aandreatta@neopolis.edu [AMY ANDREATTA]; aasimov@neopolis.edu [ANDERSON ASIMOV]; abrewski@neopolis.edu [ANNIE BREWSKI]; amartin@neopolis.edu [AUSTIN MARTIN]; braine@neopolis.edu [BENITA RAINE]; bbishop@neopolis.edu [BILLY BISHOP]; bmurphy@neopolis.edu [BRAD MURPHY]; belliot@neopolis.edu [BRENDAN ELLIOT]; ccalvert@neopolis.edu [CAL CALVERT]; cchallenger@neopolis.edu [CASEY CHALLENGER]; cdeacon@neopolis.edu [CICELY DEACON]; chero@neopolis.edu [QUEENIE HERO]; cpearlman@neopolis.edu [CORAL PEARLMAN]; dthomas@neopolis.edu [DARCY THOMAS]; edausen@neopolis.edu [EDDIE DAUSEN]; ekvanhelsing@neopolis.edu [KATE VAN HELSING]; elvanhelsing@neopolis.edu [ELLIE VAN HELSING]; eworth@neopolis.edu [EMILY WORTH]; eharris@neopolis.edu [ERIK HARRIS]; etucson@neopolis.edu [ESME TUCSON]; fwilson@neopolis.edu [FREDDY WILSON]; gsmythe-higgins@neopolis.edu [GODFREY SMYTHE-HIGGINS]; ggoode@neopolis.edu [GRACE GOODE]; halter@neopolis.edu [HANSELLE ALTER]; hchandra-rodriguez@neopolis.edu [HAPPY CHANDRA-RODRIGUEZ]; hivanova@neopolis.edu [HEATHER IVANOVA]; jdanger@neopolis.edu [JACK DANGER]; jfitzgerald@neopolis.edu [JACOB FITZGERALD]; jstcroix@neopolis.edu [JANELLE ST. CROIX]; jejustice@neopolis.edu [JENNY JUSTICE]; jevans@neopolis.edu [JESSI EVANS]; jmcreedy@neopolis.edu [JOE MCCREEDY]; jojustics@neopolis.edu [JOHNNY JUSTICE, JR.]; jdahl@neopolis.edu [JUDY DAHL]; kivanova@neopolis.edu [KATRINA IVANOVA]; lcrawford@neopolis.edu [LANCE CRAWFORD]; lewalker@neopolis.edu [LEO WALKER]; lantoni@neopolis.edu [LUCAS ANTONI]; luwalker@neopolis.edu [LUDWIG WALKER]; mdavis@neopolis.edu [MAGDA DAVIS]; mmacnamara@neopolis.edu [MANDY MACNAMARA]; mtate@neopolis.edu [MARCO TATE]; msexsmith@neopolis.edu [MARCUS SEXSMITH]; mlynch@neopolis.edu [MARISA LYNCH]; mcollins@neopolis.edu [MARY COLLINS]; mokpik@neopolis.edu [MATTY OKPIK]; okingston@neopolis.edu [ODIE KINGSTON]; odavenport@neopolis.edu [OLIVIA DAVENPORT]; rivanova@neopolis.edu [REGINA IVANOVA]; rscarlett@neopolis.edu [ROSE SCARLET]; rrhodes@neopolis.edu [ROXANNE RHODES]; ssummers@neopolis.edu [SALLY SUMMERS]; swallace@neopolis.edu [SASHA WALLACE]; sgreen@neopolis.edu [SCOTT GREEN]; sliebowitz@neopolis.edu [SIMON LIEBOWITZ]; sglass-newton@neopolis.edu [STEVE GLASS-NEWTON]; sduff@neopolis.edu [SVETLANA DUFF]; tbradley@neopolis.edu [TIBBY BRADLEY]; thastings@neopolis.edu [TOBY HASTINGS]; vmatthews@neopolis.edu [VERA MATTHEWS]; wharrod@neopolis.edu [WILLIAM HARROD]; xandros@neopolis.edu [XANDROS]; ykagemusha@neopolis.edu [YOSHIMI KAGEMUSHA]; zwest@neopolis.edu [ZOE WEST]
FROM: hwhite@neopolis.edu [HOLLY WHITE]
SUBJECT: ( Halloween Party! )

TO: jujustice@neopolis.edu [JUNE JUSTICE], hramsey@neopolis.edu [HEATHER IVANOVA], vburke@neopolis.edu [VAL BURKE], abrewski@neopolis.edu [ANNIE BREWSKI]
FROM: msexsmith@neopolis.edu [MARCUS SEXSMITH]
SUBJECT: Cheer business

Hey ladies,

If you're all available and okay with it, let's sort out this captaining business over brunch in the city tomorrow. How does Linea sound? 10:30? They do brunch now and I've been meaning to check it out. My treat, of course.

As for getting there, both my cars are equipped hover and drive, so none of this ferry business. I'll just need one volunteer to drive the other car cause I can only seat one other person in mine.

Let me know if you can make it.

Marcus

TO: Tobi Hastings
FROM: Annie

halloween?

TO: annie
FROM: me

pack some shit, banannie pancakes, we're roadtripping to ventura to see gogol bordello. we leave friday.

WHO: Toby Hastings [HAIKU BOY] & Annie Brewski [NINKASI]
WHAT: Nothing better for recovery than using up your roaming minutes on your girlfriend.
WHEN: 1:21PM, Saturday afternoon.
WHERE: ON THE ROAD AGAIN / JUST CAN'T WAIT TO GET ON THE ROAD AGAIN

Toby had taken refuge in the far back of the Hippievan™, wedged between someone's backpack and the jostling rumbling wall of the vehicle. It wasn't ideal, of course, but the fresh breeze from the open window and the thermos of coffee in his hands helped keep the post-Tijuana nausea at bay. He'd eaten the worm last night after all, despite his premonition advising him not to. Why had he eaten the worm.

Annie was fourth in his contact list, but first on the speed dial; either way, he could navigate to her number with his eyes closed. Which he did. Toby pressed the green call button.

POSTCARDS FOR:
( chuck, nicky, regina, reggie, andy, ashley, alex, marla, annie, ivy, lettie, anna, dani, jacob, mandy, toby, and amy )

ENVELOPE FOR: ( scott green )

PACKAGE FOR: ( christian cox )

[the first two emails were deleted before sent; the last actually went through]

TO: thastings@neopolis.edu [TOBIAS HASTINGS], nmccaffery@neopolis.edu [NICHOLAS MCCAFFERY], abjorkman@neopolis.edu [ANTONIA BJORKMAN], amyles@neopolis.edu [ANNA MYLES], abrewski@neopolis.edu [ANHEUSER BREWSKI], abooth@neopolis.edu [ADAM BOOTH], ssummers@neopolis.edu [SALOME SUMMERS]
FROM: akeller@neopolis.edu [ANDREW KELLER]
SUBJECT: ( status update. )

TO: sgreen@neopolis.edu [SCOTT GREEN]
FROM: akeller@neopolis.edu [ANDREW KELLER]
SUBJECT: ( olive branch. )

TO: thastings@neopolis.edu [TOBIAS HASTINGS], nmccaffery@neopolis.edu [NICHOLAS MCCAFFERY], abjorkman@neopolis.edu [ANTONIA BJORKMAN], amyles@neopolis.edu [ANNA MYLES], abrewski@neopolis.edu [ANHEUSER BREWSKI], abooth@neopolis.edu [ADAM BOOTH], ssummers@neopolis.edu [SALOME SUMMERS]
FROM: akeller@neopolis.edu [ANDREW KELLER]
SUBJECT: ( status update. )

[sent early Monday morning]

TO: thastings@neopolis.edu [TOBIAS HASTINGS], nmccaffery@neopolis.edu [NICHOLAS MCCAFFERY], abjorkman@neopolis.edu [ANTONIA BJORKMAN], amyles@neopolis.edu [ANNA MYLES], abrewski@neopolis.edu [ANHEUSER BREWSKI], abooth@neopolis.edu [ADAM BOOTH], ssummers@neopolis.edu [SALOME SUMMERS]
FROM: akeller@neopolis.edu [ANDREW KELLER]
SUBJECT: to whom it may concern

i'll keep this short, guys. our house got broken into over the weekend. mom and dad and ashley were all home, but a lot of stuff got taken and there was a lot of damage. ashley called me in tears. all of her research was destroyed, not to mention her zach braff posters.

so forgive me if i'm out of contact for a while. it's not you, it's the just the shittiest month ever. catching a ride to the main island to help assess the damage. i don't know what we're doing after that.

feel free to pass this information along to anyone you think might care. i only sent this to the people i thought might be the most concerned.

catch you all later.

-andy.

Who: Annie Brewski and Scott Green
When: Saturday, 29 August. Afternoon sometime.
Where:
What: Annie finally finds someone she knows, a few hours after being bitten by a zombie.
Rating: PG ish?
Status: In Progress.

It had been hours since Annie Brewski had found herself learning how to use a gun down in the shooting range to protect herself from the zombies. Her old cheer-mate Yoshi had too sworn to protect her and the whole group put up a pretty good fight, but after she was bitten anyway, she decided to say "fuck it" and try to find her friends. The bite wasn't bad - she didn't find herself suddenly a zombie, and so Annie lied to the rest of the people in the shooting range that it didn't break the skin. After all, she she knew that her powers hadn't fully developed yet (and were rather concentrated), so it wouldn't surprise her one bit if she had a yet undiscovered power of being resistant to zombie bites.

Or that was what she told herself, too afraid to actually admit that she was going to become a zombie.

She had heard that Toby was near the gym, but it wasn't too easy to get anywhere and Annie found herself getting more and more irritable, snippish and cranky as the minutes passed. A fellow student hit a zombie over the head with a fire extinguisher right before it was about to grab her, and instead of thanking him, Annie just yelled at him that he shouldn't have waited until the last second. It just wasn't a good day, she told herself. Everyone was probably angry like she was, and with good reason. Her dress was in tatters (and covered in a bit of zombie-blood) and this definitely was not how she had envisioned night after the dance to go. She was supposed to be waking up in Toby's bed. Or in her bed, with Toby.

Turning a corner, the gun she had taken from the shooting range pointed straight ahead of her, Annie finally saw a familiar face, though not the one she was specifically looking for. "Scott!" she yelled, glad to see her friend. "Where the fuck have you been?"