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New Game: SFA/HSAU: Finals!

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.

(Anonymous) 2010-05-02 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Osborne, Matthew
Recipient: Galloway, David

The doctors finally checked Quarx out, they say, she, she's probably not gonna wake up again. Ever.

Fuck, I- I'm discharging myself, fuck this shit, I don't need my head examined, karma's apparently on my side today, 'cause I got hit twice what she did and I'm fucking fine.

Tell Frankie not to bother coming to pick me up.

I was so close.

(Anonymous) 2010-05-02 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Hello! Only hear for a bit, need to sleep, stupid timezone.

(Anonymous) 2010-05-02 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Hi! How art thou?

(Anonymous) 2010-05-03 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
Sleepy, very sleepy. And naughty for staying up past my bedtime.

(Anonymous) 2010-05-03 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
...yorkshire puddings? I think you mean tea and crumpets my dear! One is southern you know XD

I need to change my sheets first, but then I will definitely dream of sweet, russian goodness!

(Anonymous) 2010-05-03 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
A spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down, ever tried it? Public transport is a lie, we all travel by umbrellas? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?

Trufax: every true Londoner DOES always carry an umbrella. ALWAYS, BLUE SKIES ARE A LIE AND RAIN IS SNEAKY.

Lol! Can I read it? Those sorts of things make the world a much more amusing place :D

(Anonymous) 2010-05-03 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
Also, I'm sewenteen, love using smiley XD (you may have noticed) and talk with CAPSLOCK in order to EMPHASISE things, how do you know I'm not Chekov? :D

(Anonymous) 2010-05-03 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe I'm just not saying it, do you know what I'm thinking? XD

What have the rabbis done now?

(Anonymous) 2010-05-03 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
Oh my...

Ah, oh the trials and tribulations of being in a synagogue community.

Trufax: my brother's bar mitvah portion was the ten commandments, and he had to read it in english afterwards, and he solemnly declared 'thou shalt not covet thy neighbors' arses'. It was a very lolarious service.

Also, going to sleep now, Matt's probably not going to be waking up due to internal bleeding he's not getting checked out, someone's probably going to have to check up on him in the morning. Please don't let him die, I'm attached to him D:

[identity profile] emmypenny.livejournal.com 2010-05-03 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
Oh no! Poor Matt

(goodnight)

(Anonymous) 2010-05-03 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
He brought it on himself. Well, him and his meanypod player.

'Night!

[identity profile] captlebubbles.livejournal.com 2010-05-03 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
Don't worry, Frankie'll track him down as soon as he's released and take care of him (in person, of course). He'll take care of him.

[identity profile] captlebubbles.livejournal.com 2010-05-03 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
I want you to know I misread that as rabies.

Also my family does not understand the concept of "due tomorrow" and I have just had to repeatedly tell my niece that my skirt (it's nearly floor length and very fluttery) is not actually an extension of the table cloth and no, those are my feet, get your own. (I'm very tickilish on my toes, shh, don't tell).