Willy opens his door, clad only in a pair of shorts, a towel over his shoulder. He frowns as he sees the ropes. He then shrugs and starts weaving his ways around to head to the shower.
Or he tries, anyway--and soon looks a bit like a big blue fly caught in a pink and red web. As he struggles a bit, doors all down the hall start flying open and shut, the tugging on the ropes pulling at them. Bonnie hurries over to set him free, but none too quick. she rather liked the look of her knight all trussed up like that.
Willy growls as he gets caught up. He hasn't yet noticed Bonnie. He starts pulling thrashing, using his girth and strength to tug strongly at the ropes.
Horus glances out of the door and smiles at the sight of Willy snagged in the web of pink thread. "Look like a certian cotton-tailed spider has caught a fly. I didn't know you were into bondage, Willy."
Whiteoak, Second floor, Boys' wingscathachtwinsMarch 14 2005, 10:06:53 UTC
Yawning, Aidan opens his and Aki's door on the way to the bathroom for his morning shower.
Or rather, he tries to. The knob suddenly pulls out of his hand, his door slamming shut, as David opens the door of his and Ailan's room.
"What the-?" Puzzled, Aidan tries to open the door again. No such luck. The door stays closed, though the sounds of a mightily puzzled troll wondering what's going on can be heard outside.
Re: Whiteoak, Second floor, Boys' wingrita_anne_terryMarch 18 2005, 22:08:58 UTC
Rita-Anne thinks: I don't know who David is, so Aidan probably doesn't know either. I wonder...
"I don't know," Rita-Anne said, pitching her voice as low as she could. "Maybe it's the ghost of Whiteoak trying to say we shouldn't go to class today."
Hearing the commotion of doors slamming and people cursing, Gudge rouses himself from his bed. Opening his door, he sees people in the hallway or at their doors, cursing about he situation, and hears another door slam shut followed by someone's startled shriek. As someone else opens their door, the doorknob in his hand is jerked away, slamming the door in front of him. "Fuck me!" he says in surprise.
"Right!" he grumbles, turning to his tools. "What will make the easiest way through this shit?" His eyes first settle on his blowtorch, but he thinks better of starting a fire in the dorms. Then they find his industrial shears, and he grabs them. Opening his door once again and slipping into the hallway, he quickly cuts through the rope tied to the knob.
Weaving his way through the ropes to Darian's door, he quickly snips through the ropes binding the knob, and opens it. He waves, albeit somewhat sluggishly. "G'mornin'. I dunno what the fuck gets into these Pooka sometimes," he mutters. "At least they didn't try to cover the cucking floor in plastic and Mazola oil."
Tick starts to open the door of her room. It pops closed again as soon as she lets up on the pressure. Momentarily confused--with the fog of dreams still in her eyes and head--she tries the door again.
This time, she hears the sounds of laughter and good-natured cursing up and down the halls. Peeking through the crack allowed her, she sees the rope attached to her doorknob....and pulls her head back just in time to avoid getting her nose pinched in the door as one of her floormates tries to make her way to the showers.
Her laugh starts with a chuckle and progresses to a giggle, and before she can fully figure herself out, she slides down the wall to the floor, collapsing in a pile of teary-eyed laughter.
"Guess I'm not making it to class this morning," she tells herself betwen breaths....and starts giggling again.
Between Ticklepurr's laughter and the only-slightly-muffled cursing, Ria wakes up. "What in Daana's name is goin' on?" she asks, her Southern accent more pronounced than usual. Must be the fact that she's still not quite fully awake.
More fully awake now, Ria breaks into a giggle. "I wonder if Lord Henri would accept this as an absence excuse?" A sigh, and her face falls. "Probably not."
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Or rather, he tries to. The knob suddenly pulls out of his hand, his door slamming shut, as David opens the door of his and Ailan's room.
"What the-?" Puzzled, Aidan tries to open the door again. No such luck. The door stays closed, though the sounds of a mightily puzzled troll wondering what's going on can be heard outside.
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"Yo, David!" he calls, pitching his voice to carry. "What's going on?"
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"I don't know," Rita-Anne said, pitching her voice as low as she could. "Maybe it's the ghost of Whiteoak trying to say we shouldn't go to class today."
Hey! That didn't rhyme! Coolness!
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"Right!" he grumbles, turning to his tools. "What will make the easiest way through this shit?" His eyes first settle on his blowtorch, but he thinks better of starting a fire in the dorms. Then they find his industrial shears, and he grabs them. Opening his door once again and slipping into the hallway, he quickly cuts through the rope tied to the knob.
"Anybody else need a hand?" he calls out.
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This time, she hears the sounds of laughter and good-natured cursing up and down the halls. Peeking through the crack allowed her, she sees the rope attached to her doorknob....and pulls her head back just in time to avoid getting her nose pinched in the door as one of her floormates tries to make her way to the showers.
Her laugh starts with a chuckle and progresses to a giggle, and before she can fully figure herself out, she slides down the wall to the floor, collapsing in a pile of teary-eyed laughter.
"Guess I'm not making it to class this morning," she tells herself betwen breaths....and starts giggling again.
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