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Sep. 8th, 2016


[info]goosestaff
[info]gooseberry

[info]goosestaff
[info]gooseberry

KISSING GAME FALLOUT


[info]goosestaff
[info]gooseberry
Following the back-to-school party, which involved an unreasonable amount of kissing, an unfortunate cold epidemic has swept through the school. By that evening, the staff have been forced to acknowledge it. Their reactions range from disappointment to barely stifled amusement.

The Heads of House tell their students to go stop by the hospital wing if they're unwell, where Healer Mufferaw is waiting with folded arms and a withering expression. "You all got yourselves into this mess," he's heard saying, "but none of you are getting out of class over a case of the sniffles if I have anything to say about it."

A significantly less irritated Mr. Elmasry is hanging out in the background, trying not to laugh as he's brewing new Pepper-Up Potions. They're going to need a lot.

[OOC: Feel free to reply this if your character got sick from the party, either by playing the kissing games or drinking out of the wrong cup. You can interact with one another, and the staff members will pop in and out to interact with students.]

Sep. 4th, 2016

[info]dominant
[info]gooseberry
[info]dominant
[info]gooseberry

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[info]dominant
[info]gooseberry
wow, someone puked green right outside my cabin. amateurs.

REID
Not A Word. had to clean it off the siding too cuz I stuck my head out the window one time, go look and tell me if you can still see it.

Sep. 1st, 2016

[info]dominant
[info]gooseberry
[info]dominant
[info]gooseberry

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[info]dominant
[info]gooseberry
SIXTY MILES is how far I needed to go before I could shake Samantha's perfume out of my nostrils. Shit smells exactly like hotdogs, don't care how much she got conned into paying for it. At least one of you is a good enough friend that if a demon possessed me and made me wear perfume, you'd let me know if it smelled like hotdogs right?

Wonder what we're eating tonight.