thatsamilkshake: (awooga awooga aaaand she's down!)
August 2011
Tara comes to visit (Tara, Katchoo)
September 2011
Asdkajdhsljkh DINAH (...Dinah)
October 2011
Homecoming 2011 (Katchoo, Arthur)
November 2011
Portalocity sucks (Merlin, Momoko, not Freddie)
Portalocity still sucks (Katchoo, Jack Priest, Jon O'Neill, Merlin, Jaina, Dinah, Tahiri, Arthur, Momoko)
The Nothing sucks worse (Claire, Katchoo, Dinah, Arthur)
December 2011
The Gig (Firekeeper and Blind Seer)
Dite's (Karla)
Library Baked Goods Station (Kitty, Natalie)
J,GoB (Stark)
J,GoB on the GO (Katchoo, Arthur, Natalie, Chloe, Stark)
Special Collections
thatsamilkshake: (crying - 3D)
What the hell was it with holiday festivals? Francine wasn't pondering that too hard as she ran sobbing away from this one. What brain she had left that wasn't on meltdown was mostly concerned with why and what and there must be something wrong with me.

[OOC: Oh Emo. For the Ears of Rage.]
thatsamilkshake: (sleepy)
Not that Francine didn't always stay up to listen on Katchoo's radio nights, but after this morning, she wasn't sure she was ever going to sleep again, thanks.

Shower, on the other hand, she might do that again. But maybe not until morning. More than four in one day and you start to risk chafing.

Right now, though, she was just sitting up in bed with the lamp on and the blankets pulled up, reading about wildern Rodents of Unusual Size, and resolutely not falling asleep.

[OOC: For the bffroomiethingperson. Hey Chewie, don't broadcast this; it's after you get back!]
thatsamilkshake: (Default)
Homecoming
Arrival (Merlin)
Food (Leto, Dinah)
Morgana
Dancefloor (Merlin, Katchoo, Ino)
Katchoo in the Shadows

Carnival
Pie (Arthur)

Brunch
Under the Trees (Hurley, Dinah)

The Tereille In Karla's Head
Briarwood is the pretty poison. (Aphrodite, Karla, Katchoo, Ender, Ben, Dinah, Max, Emma, Raven, disturbing as frak, not remotely pretty. FALSE ADVERTISING.)
thatsamilkshake: (troubled)
Francine unlocked the door to her room after class and let out a "Katchoo?" that she couldn't quite keep from sounding hopeful, even though if Katchoo was here, they'd have to find another place to talk. There was nothing, though, and the other bed was still as empty as it had been when they moved to the cabins. ...Of people. Not of crap. It was Katchoo's bed.

"No Katchoo," she said quietly, beckoning Merlin in and dropping her books on her desk.

"She might be running late," Merlin suggested, looking at the other bed nervously.

"I guess." Francine eyed it as well, as she sat down on her own. Then it was Merlin she was eying. )

[Preplayed with the Ears again! NFI, OOC is fiiiine. *offers popcorn* That Merlin and Francine had an argument is fine for broadcast; the topic, not so much.]
thatsamilkshake: (wah the world is ending)
"Chewie? Call me back, okay? I need to--" Sniff. "--talk to you. Benjamin f--finally got in and Mom made this big dinner with pot roast and potatoes and--" Gulp. "--carrots and beets and did you meet any nice girls at your internship and whatever happened to that pretty Molly Lane you were dating in high school and d-did you know Francine met Griffin S-Silver and strawberry rhubarb pie and then she says... she says..." Unintelligible thing that might be a snort or a sob. "Their room is full of boxes. Oh.... crap. Just. I can't talk to your voicemail. Crap."

"To save and send your message, press 3. To re-record, press 4. To delete---"

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