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Outside Locker 327 - Monday After Classes
After classes, the hallway outside of Locker 327 was quiet. Surprisingly quiet.
At least until the door of Locker 327 shot open and three weetiny boys were flung one after another into the hallway followed by a hail of timbits and poutine. Also possibly a salmon or two and a jug of maple syrup.
George picked himself up slowly, starting to snicker ( Read more... ) -
The Cesspool near the Night Market - The Lower City of Corus - Tuesday Evening
When two of his best friends had come back from Gods knew where (without even sayin' goodbye!) and looked like they'd been kicked through th'wringer, there wasn't much George could do except tell 'em t'pack a wee bag an' drag 'em off t'his home for a few days, travelocity charges be damned.
He knew it weren't much, his Lower City, but at least t' ( Read more... ) -
The "Sekrit" Staircase to the Sixth Floor - Saturday Evening
George had been kept busy all day managing his criminal empire. So many threats to his dominance, so many attempts to wrest control, but even with so much to do to control and expand into tintillium mining, the temptation of his secret love was too much to ignore.
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Outside the Sixth Floor Safe Room - Friday Evening
George and Kyle had been camping outside of the Safe Room since Bobby had decided to hide out there on Wednesday night, and they weren't planning on moving until he made up his mind that it was safe to come out ( Read more... ) -
Room 224 - Wednesday Evening
George wasn't doing much of anything as he relaxed in his room. He certainly wasn't reading a certain romance novel that might or might not have been lent to him.
No, he was laying on his bed and - daydreaming. If daydreaming happened to look like he was reading the book in his hands, well, that was really pretty weird.
[OOC: The door, like the ( Read more... ) -
A Part of the Beach - Wednesday Evening
So it was kinda on the edge of getting chilly on the beach, but George brought blankets. They were blankets he'd totally "borrowed" from the dorm, true, but still. Blankets. In case Jean got cold. Because that seemed like the thing to do and he was trying really hard not to screw things up.
Dates were hard, yo. Especially when George was ( Read more... ) -
Room 224 - Saturday Evening
George was supposed to have had a date with Jean today, but it had been canceled due to evil computer reasons which probably made Bobby very, very happy.
So instead he was being very social as he hung out in his room playing dice with himself.
At least the door was open?
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Voicemail
"Y'could jus' come find me, y'know." *beeeeep* "I dunno if I'll be gettin' a message from here..."
*click*
[In creating this journal, the author has assumed the identity of a fictional person for use in the role-playing game ( Read more... )