Saturday, February 18th, 2006

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Good morning, Fandom. This is Lilly Kane, bringing you all the news that's fit for the airways.

Oh, who am I kidding? None of this is fit for the airways. Whatever. Pass the rum.

La, la, la. Booklearning.

In Music today, the class discussed what instrument they would bring with them if they had to move to a new planet, or something. I'm going to refrain from making the obvious joke here.

Combined Art Studio made decorations for the dance tonight, and the class went back and forth between angsting and hitting on each other as they did so. Typical.

Forensics worked on scene reconstruction from an arson using photographs. Celtic Studies read The Wooing of Etain. If it was The Wooing of Lilly, I'd actually care. And Speech 301 watched Wendy the Werewolf Hunter.

Skeeter asked her Journalistic Integrity students to share what makes them unique. She seems a little too interested in the lives of her students, but that's probably because that Venkman guy dumped her ass. Journalism 101/201 talked about, no joke, their BFFs.

US Government learned about the presidential power of appointment. Too bad I can't get the president to use his power to make Lyman teach his class without pants.

Driver's Ed played with bumper cars and got cotton candy. Seriously.

Janet opened up the library, and Cam's hungover ass came by to visit. Marty and Angela also made out on top of a desk. Okay, maybe they didn't, but they did talk or whatever they do because they're boring. Bel also thanked Marty for something. I think honestly. With minimal glaring on both sides. Weird. After school, the Ducklings had their meeting.

In the Cafeteria, Cameron was properly confuzzled by Callynanders, who were still in the bodies of Andersandbridge. Wait, what? I guess we'll get to that later. And then Victor and Walter were also confused. Shocking... but, no. Pippi and Walter ate some sloppy... okay, that must mean joes. Blair and Molly also hooked up for a meal, which is apparently not what they did when they went for their date, which may or may not have technically counted as a date. And I care not, because I graduated from middle school a while ago.

The Office was open, and Principal Rock Guy announced that the auditions for the school play are tomorrow, and that Boone won the Detention lottery, poor asshole.

Marty sent out a reminder that the Gun Club will be meeting Sunday at the Danger Shop.

Professor Calendar had office hours all by her lonesome. The Principal got a visit from Professor Dream, who volunteered to direct the school play. I have a feeling this play is really going to blow people's minds. Literally.

Zordon had office hours, and he's apparently still playing with MUD, so no one went to see him. Professor Foxy, I mean, Pierson, had office hours, which were attended by Professor Cregg and his TAs Janet and Liz.

During Student Council did some last-minute work on the dance, and discussed things like the Spring Break trip and tutoring.

DEN OF SIN. (The Dorms)

The morning, Kawalsky helped Cam nurse his hangover. Veronica and Piper also had some coffee and chatted about Veronica's big date with Logan. And Kiki delivered a Jingle Cats record for Faithful. I shudder to think.

In body-swapping news, Cally is now in the body of Anders, and Bridge is in Cally's body, or however that works. So where is Anders, then. OMG? Oh no wait, it says right here that Anders is in Bridge. Heh, that's dirty.

In Lee's room, Sam stopped by for tea and talk about robots or twins or something, and John stopped by for sex. What? Aeryn's gone, I can say that without getting beat up now.

Oh, and Nadia went out for a run.

Later on, Pheobe and Piper had sister time. And Molly stopped by Cam's room to cry on him. Hey, he's pretty hot and available now from what I hear. Good choice.

Alphonse got a visit from Walter and Victor.

OMG WAIT! BOYKISSING! Man, Bridge is going to be pissed when he gets his body back all gay-ified! Especially because he hung out in the common room instead of spending quality time with his girl body. So what if it is a rental, baby! See, John was confused! I can be too.

Parker also got ready for the dance, as did Angela, Pippi, Callisto, and pretty much every other person with boobs. Why am I reporting on this crap?

At least Veronica knew to get out of town. I know you can't hear this V, but do him already. Trust me.


Fandom Town, where the magic literally NEVER ENDS

In the morning, Giles mainlined caffeine after a night of reading.

At the FTEC, Paige and Alanna stopped by to make sure they still had jobs with the next Clinic administration, and that bitch that shot me came in to hit on the hot new, doctor. OH HELL NO. If there's a doctor in this town who looks like Bel, without the pesky girlfriend who could turn me into a frog, he is MINE.

At Efforton Manor, the blonde kinda hot guy who used to run a bar in town came to take Drusilla away on a vacation or something. Probably to drink the blood of kittens. No, seriously.

Orlin and Agatha had a pleasant morning after. Yes, that kind of morning after. Good for them, beats not being able to find your pants and having to drive home in a thong. They also went for breakfast at J,GoB.

At Empire Records Paige stopped by to see if she could snag a job there. How many jobs does she need? Anyone who needs that much cash that fast is going to end up in rehab or wearing concrete shoes by the end of the month. Trust me.

All and Sundries was open, so Marty came in to buy a corsage, and some turnips. Fetish, much?

In other news, Deb is closing the Dive, Cafe Fina was open but slightly empty, The Sin was open, and Artie opened Caritas so he could hang out with magicians and hookers. Got to love this town.

Le Dance. Or is that Danse? Whatever.

Callisto hung posters earlier in the day and took song requests. And then the party started.

The DJ Squad did a sound check and gossiped about Callisto, who they go way back with.

Phoebe and Bel met up near the punch bowl. No angsting near the punch bowl, omg!

Nadia and Pippi also chatted near the punch and talked about dresses before being joined by Walter and Victor.

Bel & Phoebe danced, as did Marty & Angela, and Callisto & Angel. Parker, Isabel, Alanna, Nadia, & Sam hit the dance floor for “Bitch”, with Marty. O-kay.

Peter, Sam, Isabel, Mac, & Zero discussed the possibility of Phil Collins being evil. Oh yeah, you know - zombies, snow monsters, the old psych professor, Phil Collins. That's a logical jump.

Chloe & Peter discussed punch, and Alanna & Isabel talked about Alanna’s cat. These broadcasts sometimes just write themselves.

Angela chatted with Sam, Peter & Isabel while waiting for her lovemuffin to return from... the bathroom or killing people or wherever he ran off to.

Alanna was jealous that Zero and Sam were both wearing pants. Is that dirty girl-love code?

Callisto & Angel practiced their lurking skills before hitting the dance floor. And speaking of being creepy, Chaperone Rita Skeeter got a flower and romantic note delivered from her estranged husband.

I think I just puked in my mouth a little.

The Tick and Hot Canadian discussed Justice! and their uniforms. Sam & Nadia both chatted with MacGyver. Josh Lyman & Fraser discussed the interesting attire of one of the DJs. And apparently, my Joshy was really hung up on the DJ's duds, as he also discussed them with Susan.

Rory was escorted to the dance by Anakin, her friend. You know, I actually believe her. I'm sure if she actually had sex some kittens would die or something.

Walter joined Nadia on the dance floor for a fast song, and did a slow dance with Victor.

Parker hit on the DJ, and Zero, Parker & Angela hit the floor for some girl bonding.

And... I'm sure other stuff happened, but I'm kind of not, you know, caring anymore. So good night, and remember, work with what God gave you. And if you end up with something that God gave someone else, work that instead. BRIDGE.
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Written by [livejournal.com profile] whitedeathpod and [livejournal.com profile] leeadama

*the beautiful sound of yet another beer being opened*

LEE: Hello, Fandom! This is Lee Adama
WILBUR!JOHN: And Mr. Wilbur Rufus Skeeter.
LEE: *pause* And John Crichton.
WILBUR!JOHN: Who?
LEE: Well, now that I think about it, you are looking quite dashing today…Wilbur.
WILBUR!JOHN: Why, thank you.
LEE: You look quite Starfleet-commanderly, actually.
WILBUR!JOHN: So do you, good sir.
LEE: Ah, you flatter me, handsome.
WILBUR!JOHN: Down the hatch.

*pause for drinking*

LEE: This drink is quite nice. It reminds me of the juice of Gemenese wild—
WILBUR!JOHN: Just drink it, Lee.
LEE: Right-o.
WILBUR!JOHN: Engage.
LEE: …huh?

Classes on Saturday? Surely, You Jest!

LEE: According to my notes, Dr. Carter's planning certain evil about twelve planets I care quite a lot about.

WILBUR!JOHN: This is light beer right? I can't afford to gain any extra weight.

LEE: I hate you, Crichton.

WILBUR!JOHN: Who?

LEE: ...And Charlie was in his office on a Saturday. Which is just plain weird. GET A LIFE. And stop that freakin' bitch from attacking my planets, plz!

WILBUR!JOHN: No, seriously, Lee. Do you think I'm fat?

Detention today, was run by Professor Pierson, who is not nearly as dashing as my Professor of Perpetual Passion, Rita Skeeter. Rita my love, I'm in town! Dinner? Regardless, Boone, Logan, and Tog...Toga...Bill had detention this fine Saturday.

LEE: ILL MET BY MOONLIGHT, PROUD CRICHTON.

WILBUR!JOHN: My name is Wilbur, Lee.

LEE: I'm refering to the most awesome auditions for Midsummer Night's Dream. Which according to my notes, you didn't try out for it, John.

WILBUR!JOHN: Ree Ree doesn't like me to be in the limelight.

LEE: Right.

WILBUR!JOHN: So what kind of pansy tried out for that play?

LEE: Not me.

WILBUR!JOHN: Ha, you're such a fairy.

LEE: A commanding fairy, bitch.

WILBUR!JOHN: So, seriously, who tried out?

LEE: Pippi, Nadia, John Sheppard, Han Solo, Xander, Quinn, Blair, Pip, Macbeth, the fairest of all Maureens, Alanna, some punk, Molly, Rose, Hamlet, Lana, Zero, Callisto, Cally, Kawalsky, and CameronAllie.

WILBUR!JOHN: Pansies.

LEE: I really hate you, John.

WILBUR!JOHN: Actually, I was thinking of what kind of flower to plant in front of Ree Ree's house this spring, Lee. I wasn't meaning to say something derogatory about those who appreciate the fine arts of the theater. But now that you mention it...

LEE: Shut up...Mr. Skeeter.

WILBUR!JOHN: Thanks.

LEE: Also, Jaye tried to perfect the dance move of 'jazz hands' but perhaps Mr. Kennedy would know best. She and Macbeth also watched the lovely Miss Parker try out. Snarking at other's expense continued as well as some good old fashioned gossiping. I'm not surprised that a shrub arrived, as this is Fandom, but I hope someone watered it. Cally also arrived, being quite herself today.

Dorm Room With A View

WILBUR!JOHN: Cam and Isabel spend time sparring in the gym. Sparring? I do believe my pookie and I used to spar when we were young and in love. I don't know what happened to us. I've tried calling, I've tried writing, I've tried everything. My pookie...

Cam and Parker, who looks a lot like my Ree Ree at a younger age, miss Aeryn. We all do, dear students, we all do. Walter proves to be quite the culinary genius as he prepared breakfast for Pippi, Nadia, Pip and Blair. My beloved, my sweet Rita Bo Bita, used to enjoy eggs over easy in bed. It's been so long since I've cooked for her.

LEE: I can cook...

WILBUR!JOHN: Nobody asked you, boy!

WILBUR!JOHN: In the fourth floor common room, Shep, Lana, and Han do something called hanging out. Hanging out? Please tell me they were all wearing their clothing and not actually hanging out. Elsewhere, Whorey? Rory? I'm terribly sorry for that blunder. A kind benefactor has been mailing me tapes of my beloved's broadcast and I've heard her call Miss Gilmore, Whorey. I wanted to be as one with her. Anyway, Miss Gilmore apparently Netflixes something quite entertaining.

LEE: What's a Netflix?

WILBUR!JOHN: Sounds like some odd sexual contraption. Rory and Peter begin to wonder if Miss Gilmore's father has a secret acting career. I once told my sweet Rita that she could go into acting. She failed to believe me. I was crushed...again.

Callisto apparently wore a cheerleading uniform and auditioned for some bloody play. Really, who cares? Where is the news of my fair Rita? Angela orders food. Did you order scones, children? Rita likes scones. And veal. Scones with veal. It's quite the delicacy where we're from.

LEE: Can I try some scones with veal?

WILBUR!JOHN: Make it so.

Marty brings Rory a present. Dearest Rita? Professor of my heart? I have a present for you as well. Please, call me!

WILBUR!JOHN: Lyta wakes up in the middle of the night. Why is this news? Honestly, the things this school reports. Excuse me, I got a hangnail today. Put that on the telly, please! Jake ruin's Angel's clothes. Now that's just mean, man. You never touch a man's clothing. The clothing makes the man. Just ask my Rita who loves my violet velvet jumpsuit.

LEE: Violet velvet...

WILBUR!JOHN: I'm wearing it right now, dear boy. Don't close your eyes! Don't make that gagging face!

Later, Angel discovers his clothing. Everybody need some color in their lives, boy! Put on that pink shirt and impress your lady! Xander is not in his room. Whoopity doo. Honestly, you're boring me with this incessant nonsense. Tell me something important. Did my Ree Ree smile today? Cally has breasts. I have come to the conclusion that this school is a warped pit of sexual festivities.

LEE: Isn't it great?

WILBUR!JOHN: Anders and Bridge have changed back into themselves. Yes, because impersonating someone else is just wrong and bad. *pause* Anyway, very good boys. I do hope you remain in your bodies and with your hands to yourselves. All sorts of venereal disease going around these days.

LEE: Venereal what?

WILBUR!JOHN: Do not interrupt me when I am speaking!

Elizabeth is returning home for an unspecified amount of time. I wish you well in your travels, Elizabeth. Veronica helps Jake with his evil plan. Evil plan? Honestly, what ever happened to the days of playing hop scotch in the alley? My dearest Rita was a hop scotch champion in her younger ears. Time...and age has faded that ability.

Cam yells at Blair. The last time I spoke to my curly haired bringer of happiness, she was also yelling at me. I've done nothing wrong, Rita. Come back to me!

LEE: Dude, you sound pretty desperate.

WILBUR!JOHN: Do not speak to your elders in that manner, young man!

Callisto visit Archie. Also, my nose itches. Aren't you excited? No? Then you feel exactly the same way I do.

Takin' You Downtown!

WILBUR: JOHN: Today, in the clinic, Granny deals with Tommy. And all of you should know that my Rita will be the most beautiful grandmother ever in about five years. Yes, Rita, we're having to be grandparents!

LEE: Congratulations.

WILBUR!JOHN: Thank you dear boy! I am most happy!

Trevor comes to the clinic looking for work. If you can't find work there, laddie, let me know and I'll put in a good word for you at my Rita's favorite bratwurst deli in town. Han comes to the clinic to have his stitches removed. Honestly, dear boy, be a man and just rip them out. That's how I impressed my dear Rita.

LEE: Orlin worked on technological projects. I think Dr. Carter should pay more attention to him than my homeworlds.

WILBUR!JOHN: Have you ever named a Battlestar 'Enterprise'?

LEE: Something really frakked up happened waaaaay late last night or early this morning between Nadia, Pippi and Artie.

WILBUR!JOHN: Strange like how your pants are totally missing?

LEE: Strange like how my pants are on your head.

WILBUR!JOHN: Sweet Rita, he lies!

LEE: Anyway, Nadia and Pippi apparently stayed the night at Artie's. Wow. I didn't know Artie liked them young. And apparently they can really kick some ass so... hrm.

WILBUR!JOHN: You should see if they take cash.

LEE: What?

WILBUR!JOHN: OH RITA!

LEE: ...Anyway, Batou was working faithfully at Sanctity and Orlin was productive with the ducks.

WILBUR!JOHN: ...what the hell?

LEE: Language, John!

WILBUR!JOHN: My name is WILBUR.

LEE: That's not what you said last night.

WILBUR!JOHN: Shut up, Adama.

LEE: And Bel and Agatha visited him. There might have been kissing.

WILBUR!JOHN: I miss kissing.

LEE: Professor Skeeter doesn't put out then?

WILBUR!JOHN: She's had a headache for seven years now.

LEE: ...sucks, man.

WILBUR!JOHN: You single?

LEE: I'm going to pretend you didn't offer. Orlin and Lucas conversed at the excellent establishment of Empire Records. And the fair Miss Tonks was distracted whilst working at Wonka's Sweet Shoppe.

WILBUR!JOHN: Lorne returns to the hallowed grounds of Caritas. My fellow deli owner, Kirk, did it better. He knew how to make a grand entrance! And Caritas is open!

WILBUR!JOHN: And that, my dearest friends, is all we have for tonight. Bloody hell, you lot are boring.
LEE: Stop calling us that, you idiot.
WILBUR!JOHN: You dare call your superior officer an idiot?
LEE: Got a problem with that?
WILBUR!JOHN: As a matter of fact, I do.
LEE: Do something about it, old man.
WILBUR!JOHN: I shall subject you to many, many hours of Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman. It's Ree Ree's favorite television show. It made me want to drive an ice pick through my eye.
LEE: You're...gonna do that to me? Sweet Lee?
WILBUR!JOHN: Make it so!

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