New Game: SFA/HSAU: Finals!

[http://users.livejournal.com/_samalander/]

It's time for something... light. Something... refreshing.

For the past year, Roger Korby and Andrea Sherrison have been building an android, Norm. And Norm has been, true to his name... normal.

But things are starting to go wrong. Andrea has been moved into the empty bed in Caz and Jan's room (oh, did I not mention that? WELL. It's there. Not a convenient plot device at all) and when Roger's rommmate dropped out, he and McCoy decided to move in together.

Now they're both starting to act weird. Of course, no one is normal, it's SFA and it's finals. But there's something seriously wrong, and our heroes are going to have to find out what.

Did I mention that the top four students in each class get to go on a special training exercise? Well, they do. And competition is hot.

Comments

[captlebubbles.livejournal.com]

Still not here, sorry.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Kirk, James
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

I got them here last time, I can read a label fine, I won't take them if theyr'e going to kill me. I'm not stupid.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_samalander/]

I know. I just wanted to do something and Riley is the only person who talks to McCoy.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Kirk, James

Quit it, I've already got it prepped. Last shot and you're free.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Kirk, James
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

Fine.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Kirk, James

There, all done. You're good to go.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Riley, Kevin
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

You're leaving after that patient. Look at your hands. Come on, I'm up front and you're off shift.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Riley, Kevin

I've got another hour. It's fine.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Kirk, James
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

Wonderful. I'm gone.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Riley, Kevin
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

You're not fit for another hour. Look at your hands.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Riley, Kevin

It'll be fine. I just need a minute.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Kirk, James
Recipient: McKenna, Caroline

Hey! Want to go get drunk?

MESSAGE ERASED UNSENT

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Kirk, James

I'm sorry. i miss you.

please come back.

MESSAGE ERASED UNSENT

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Riley, Kevin
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

Well, I'm sitting here til you get off. John will bring a pizza and we can go study in the dorm, okay?

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Riley, Kevin

I have another hour, but suit yourself.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Kirk, James
Recipient: Kirk, Sam

Yeah, so it's a good thing I got the bike back.

Driving distance x 2 / average 90 mph

0800 final Monday (30% of grade. 98th percentile. Skip?)

[(Anonymous)]

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>Sender: Kirk, James
>Recipient: Kirk, Sam
>
>Yeah, so it's a good thing I got the bike back.
>
>Driving distance x 2 / average 90 mph
>
>0800 final Monday (30% of grade. 98th percentile. Skip?)

[http://users.livejournal.com/_samalander/]

DAMMIT SAV YOU ARE TOO FAST FOR ME

[hsavinien.livejournal.com]

*cough*

[theoreticalpixy.livejournal.com]

that's what she said

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Kirk, James
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

you're an asshole and I hate you.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Kirk, James
Recipient: Universe

FUCK. deletedeletedelete!

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Kirk, James

I know. I'm sorry.

[(Anonymous)]

Message not delivered: Error - no such user on netwrok

>Sender: Kirk, James
>Recipient: Universe
>
>FUCK. deletedeletedelete!

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Kirk, James
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

Sorry nothing. You fucking lied to me.