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[epiccombo]

[Puck's sulking chilling in the dining room. It's way too fancy for his tastes, but he really doesn't care what kind of room he's in right now.

Here's what's going on: he tried to find Rachel to get a little making out going on after his conversation slash argument with Santana. But he couldn't find her, or any girl at all, so he tried to play it cool, and slunk back to the first room he could find that wasn't his room.

Feel free to bug him. He might get testy, but depending on who you are, he might also try selling you on the high points of joining Coach Beiste's football team.]

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[viral-tyrant.livejournal.com]

[This guy hasn't exactly come to bug, but more or less grab a bite to eat.

Even though he doesn't recognize you, he sits down at one of the chairs further down the table, a plate full of food appearing before him. Why not make small talk to a new resident?

You can try recruiting him for that team, but....well I guess we can see how it goes.]

I don't believe I have seen you around the mansion before. Did you just arrive?

[And even though it's been a week since his room was destroyed, he's a little testy as well.]

[epiccombo.livejournal.com]

[Puck looks up when he hears someone walk up and sit down. He just shrugs. It doesn't bother him who shows up at this point.

He's not really in the mood for conversation but the guy asks him a question, and Puck figures he may as well answer.]

Yeah. Got here a couple days ago.

[And for the most part, everything's sucked so far.]

[viral-tyrant.livejournal.com]

[Even though it's a video game character? Aight, man.

Wesker starts on his medium cooked steak (like always).]

My guess is others have told you of Wonderland, then...

[And a glass of wine appears. Because Wesker is refined like that.]

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

[John's hungry! And unlike his mirror, he knows not to broadcast to the fact to everyone because who cares? Plus it's pretty easy to get food from the dining room, and he can get anything he wants, so who's complaining?

In he comes, ready to get something yummy. Oh, and maybe get a new bro! :D]

Oh, hey! I'm John. Uh, are you new? I don't think I've seen you around before.

[epiccombo.livejournal.com]

[Someone else to join the party. Except it's not really a party, just one dude in a less-than-good mood.]

I'm Puck, just got here a day or two ago.

[Don't pay any attention to his surliness. He'll lighten up eventually.]

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

[Huh. He seems kind of cranky!]

You getting something to eat too?

[Maybe that'll kick him out of his bad mood.]

I'm gonna get some lasagna. You want some?

[ironlass.livejournal.com]

[ Jade normally doesn't use the dining room. She likes to cook. So she was only passing by on her way out of the kitchen -after baking some pretty awesome cupcakes- when she sees a new face sulking at the table. ]

Hi! [ /slight wave ]

[epiccombo.livejournal.com]

[Puck's got one chair tilted back, away from the table, and he's looking a little more relaxed though still a lot sulky.]

'Sup.

[ironlass.livejournal.com]

[ Haha, oh gosh. What if he falls? That would be bad. ]

Do you want a cupcake? It could be a welcoming gift!


...You are new right?

[bone-genius.livejournal.com]

[Brennan walks into the kitchen, carrying the latest issues of The American Journal of Physical Anthropology and the Journal of Forensic Sciences under her arm. She takes a seat near the other end of the table, placing the journals on the table beside her place setting.

She thinks for a moment, deciding what she wants. Then a pasta dish with broccoli and a white sauce appears, along with a glass of iced tea.

She takes a bite, then opens the Journal of Forensic Sciences and begins to read.

Yeah, she saw you, teenager she doesn't recognize. But she's perfectly content to ignore you until you say something to her.]

[epiccombo.livejournal.com]

[Oh, look. It's a girl... no, more like a woman.]

Hey. What's that you're reading?

[Great conversation starter, Puck.]

[bone-genius.livejournal.com]

[She glances up at him with her intense light blue eyes, then looks back down and takes a sip of her iced tea.]

This is the Journal of Forensic Sciences, and I'm reading an article on the rate of decomposition in an arid environment with an unusual amount of rainfall.

[All the while, her eyes remain on her journal. But her tone is pleasant enough. She could definitely be a lot more condescending, anyway.]

/latecomer is late thanks to traveling

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

[Dean is always eating. Naturally, the dining room is the place where one might spot him. Well. There and the kitchen. It's variable.

He sees the young man and snorts.]

Nice mohawk.

\o/ the more the merrier!

[epiccombo.livejournal.com]

[He's totally just chilling out now. Never mind that it's way too fancy, Puck's relaxing and maybe brooding a bit. Stupid Rachel. Figures that she couldn't be found, the one time he went looking.]

He looks up when he hears someone talking.] Pretty cool, huh?

[action] wow html I don't know what I even did

[kindly-done.livejournal.com]

[_{Oh, hey. Jack was just coming in here to eat this pie (yes, this whole pie), and here's this kid he doesn't know. And while Jack is pretty good at talking to new people via the communicators, he's a little shy in person. So he stops about halfway between the door and the table and stands there looking like a six-foot-two lump of awkwardness. Holding a pie.}]

[action] haha, sorry for Puck on that last thread

[epiccombo.livejournal.com]

[Puck's now engrossed with a good-sized brownie and ice cream, but he stops stuffing his face long enough to look up when he hears footsteps.]

You gonna sit down, or just stand around?

[He glances at one of the many chairs in the room. The guy doesn't have to sit next to him but he just looks awkward standing there.]

[airplanecups.livejournal.com]

[strollin' past, chompin' on a burger with the works...]

[airplanecups.livejournal.com]

...

[airplanecups.livejournal.com]

Pfck?!

[isntitgrand.livejournal.com]

[Rachel is just waltzing into the dining hall to have her usual dinner, vegan filet Mignon with French onion soup and white chocolate raspberry macarons. Because those are totally vegan.]

Oh, hello Noah.

[epiccombo.livejournal.com]

[By now, Puck's eaten his fill, and is just chilling out. Oh, look, here comes Berry.]

'Sup, Rachel.

[nomansplaything.livejournal.com]

[There are many Men who believe that the Leopard's ability to move unnoticed comes from the supernatural. So don't feel bad when Bagheera, a six-foot long, three-foot tall, and 200 pound leopard, manages to enter the dining room without you noticing.

At the far end of the table, the hind leg of some large hoofed animal appears. Seconds later, Bagheera springs onto the table, sending dishes scattering, and begins to eat.]

[epiccombo.livejournal.com]

[Puck's back to leaning the chair on its back legs. He's feeling pretty full right now, so relaxing seems like a good idea.

But the relative quiet is disturbed by the sound of hooves (?!?) and crashing dishes. Puck stands up quickly, sending his chair crashing to the floor as well.]

What the hell?

action that totally isn't belated

[sunflowersunday.livejournal.com]

[ Hi Puck. Enjoying the silence? Because life is about to not make sense.

Russia enters the room by climbing out of a tea pot like an oversized door mouse because fuck doors. Every day is a new challenge on how to not use doors. First an arm, then a head, and finally a body cloaked in outdated clothing, drenched in tea and an aura of death. It's almost as horrifying as a Japanese girl crawling out of a TV.

But anyway, absurd entrance aside, he looks fairly calm as he clamors off the table and wrings his scarf out of tea. Then he calmly reaches in, grabs a bottle of vodka out of the tea, and takes a gulp.

RUSSIA: THE LAND OF NORMALITY. ]

psh, I'm late replying no worries

[epiccombo.livejournal.com]

[Puck's off in his own world thinking about whatever it is he thinks about - usually along the lines of hot girls and who he can get with. But pretty soon those thoughts are interrupted when he catches sight of something moving in the corner of his eye.

...Is that teapot moving? And what the - there's a person climbing out of it!]

Dude, what the hell was that?