fates_jaye: (bff)
When Jaye's phone rings, she realizes she could go outside to take the call. Then she realizes she has like fifteen other people in the cabin and decides they can listen to her babble.

ring, ring )

Once she's off the phone with Mahandra, she finally returns a call and tries not to think too hard on that week and a half thing.

[Pretty open, especially if you're in Pixie or have kidnap plans.]
fates_jaye: (more phone calls)
This would be Jaye on the phone. If she's talking really loudly, it's because someone is singing at her again.
and so on )

When she opens the door, she announces, "I SHOULD HAVE LEFT YOU TO THE PINK THING."


[Establishy unless you're really keen on SP.]
fates_jaye: (half face)
Jaye's been a busy girl, what with the locking people in her room and the singing Jamie and the weirdest phone call ever and being wee and stuff. It might be a while before she has ice cream again, good lord.

However, being busy hasn't keep things quiet.

"Take the job."

Jaye turns around in her chair and glares at the lion. "Do you mind? I'm catching up on TV."

He stays quiet. Jaye turns back to her computer.

"Take the job."

"Bite my ass!"

Quiet. TV download yay.

"Take the job."

Jaye pauses the show and closes her laptop. "I'm going to Caritas," she decides.

And stupidly puts the lion in her purse out of habit. She'll kick herself for this later.

[Establishy, unless you really want to catch her on her way out.]
fates_jaye: (wee!jaye- attitude)
After leaving the common room and all its ice cream- this place is great for ice cream- Jaye goes to her room and dashes inside when she hears the phone ringing. Picking it up, she says, "Hello?"

And before Sharon can say a full sentence, Jaye says "Hello?" again.

"Jaye, I don't have time for this," Jaye says. "I'm trying to get the information for your-"

"Hello?"

"...Jaye?"

"Hello?"

"Okay, this isn't funny."

"Hello?" And then she hangs up.

She does this the next two times Sharon tries to call, too. Jaye knows how to use a phone. She's just messing with her.

['stablishy!]
fates_jaye: (up to no good)
After making a couple calls, Jaye totally leaves her room.

With the door wide open.

And just in case that's incentive for anyone to leave, she put a little box of JGOB pastries on one of the desks. Just to get them all the way into the room.

If anyone needs Jaye, she'll be hiding. No, you don't see her.

[Locked to those who know who they are.]
fates_jaye: (make it stop)
So, after it being quiet forever- or at least for a few weeks- Jaye's getting told to make the whole Alanna and Kawalsky thing better, which is not going well. But she got to lick a seahorse, Jarod could always steal a car and Jamie's not a sheep, so all goes well except the pastry-throwing, right?

Before getting into bed, Jaye leans down and looks at the wax lion, pointing at it in what she hopes is a threatening manner. "You sing that song at me again and I keel you. I mean it."

There's silence, so the lights go out, Jaye gets into bed, and just as she's starting to fall asleep, she's really damn sure she hears someone singing "How Do You Talk to an Angel?" really off key.

Which leads to the obvious question: "HOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW THAT SONG?"


[Establishy. Will be a linkdrop later.]
fates_jaye: (yay jaye!)
There is a desk with several kinds of moddable booze on it. There are all the things that go with those seveal kinds of moddable booze, such as cups and shot glasses, because you'd better believe Jaye would have all of that. Also, a few more kinda of snacky things, because nothing goes with alcohol like snacky things.

Also, a fire extinguisher. Because Sam said she'd bring a blowtorch. And Jaye's not that stupid.

Also some more, glitter. It's the Seahorse way. Or, part of it.


[For the Seahorsies, SO's, honorary Seahorsies and little sibs. If you're one of those people, feel free to handwave an invite. Up omg early for time zones and stuff. Also, lookit lookit y'all can see the room! *crams people in there*]
fates_jaye: (thinking)
Jaye gets back from handwavily picking up supplies for tomorrow, looking at the time. She's thinking date night probably isn't happening, but they'll manage it one of these times.

She figures she might actually want to tidy up a little before the whole omg Seahorse party, though. You know, in case someone sleeps where they land and that 'where' is someplace that had a hanger on it or something. While doing so, she comes across the huge stack of mail she hasn't bothered touching in weeks.

One of them is a thick envelope from Brown. Another is a thick envelope from UCLA. She knows what that means, but opens it anyway, just so she has a reason for the "Huh."

[Open, sure!]
fates_jaye: (computer)
She's back at the computer. Shut up, there's a purpose today.

To: Seahorsies
From: Jaye Tyler <jaye.tyler@fandomhigh.edu>
Subject: Because it needs to happen

We haven't done this in a while, and I'm going to capitalize on hearing about all the emo to say I think people need to drink in good company.

Seahorse reunion, tomorrow night, my room? Probably just us, little sibs, SO's, the usual... Plz to not be collapsing my room basically. Also, use coasters.

(Just kidding. I don't own coasters.)


-Jaye


[Initial E-mail's just to the Seahorses as I couldn't tell you who all the guest list includes right now. *specifies from now on*
Also the post always said Thursday. *is not pushing for the end of the week REALLY.]
fates_jaye: (follow that penny)
Let's get something straight. Jaye is not a motivated person. For instance, her college acceptance letters are still sitting on her desk unopened. She hasn't even looked at them. She really should get on that.

Now that that's out of the way, it's utterly ridiculous that she set her alarm to call Rose just to see if she can wake her up at 4 am and annoy her. Skewed priorities, this girl.

Of course the problem with waking up at ass o'clock in the morning is that it's sometimes hard to get back to sleep. Which sucks, since she doesn't even have classes today. Especially when the stuff that's already there in her head is kind of making her worry, which is stupid and she's got no reason to worry anymore and if it was really her business- which it's not- someone would have said something before. Not that she's worried about something being her business. It's practically her cosmic duty to interfere. Or something.

When it's finally daylight, and a more decent time of the morning, Jaye makes another call, then looks over at the lion to say, "Don't look at me like that."

[Expecting someone, but open if you don't mind SP.]
fates_jaye: (computer)
After class, Jaye finds herself kind of bored. She's caught up on all her shows, Mahandra's still at school, and attempts to call Sharon and bother her are thwarted by that whole thing where she's in court. Though she has tried calling anyway in the hopes that her cell will go off at a critical dramatic moment.

Finally giving up (and also being too lazy to manage a common room), Jaye turns to her laptop, opens a new E-mail, and starts clicking on names.

To: Undisclosed-recipient
From: Jaye Tyler [jaye.tyler@fandomhigh.edu]
Subject:

So what's up?


-Jaye

[If I don't have the connection to deal with a CR atm, I will try and bring the interaction to me, dammit. Jaye's kind of indiscriminate in her name-clicking, so if you feel like getting an E-mail, be you a student, townie, alumni, teacher, what have you, go ahead and reply.
Will respond to pings when I get home, or more likely, while sneaking online at work.]
fates_jaye: (jaye (this time with lights!))
Jaye is actually looking forward to going home for once. Well, why shouldn't she? She'll be officially legal and can tell her family to shove it.

Of course then she wouldn't have money to do anything anymore, so she won't actually tell them that, but it's a great thought.

Any time she should be using to pack is instead lounging on her bed and spent flipping channels. She's passed up every possible show, she just likes clicking.

[I has a while before bed! Come play.]
fates_jaye: (computer)
When Jaye gets on her laptop, she doesn't have time to do anything before she's accosted by an IM.

cut, la )

As soon as she's logged off, she types up a quick E-mail and hits send. If nothing else, this goes against the name of all things Seahorse.

...Okay, it totally doesn't, but she's in a bad mood.
fates_jaye: (yay jaye!)
After returning from the common room, Jaye's camped out in front of E! and lounging on her bed.

There's suddenly a faint popping noise, and that can't be good.

Slowly, she raises her hand in front of her face.

The rest of the fourth floor might hear a shrieked, "I'M 3-DEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"

[Establishly, la]
fates_jaye: (stick!jaye)
Jaye had a pretty good weekend, what with all the wee children running around so she can maybe potentially embarrass them as adults. When she wakes up, she's totally prepared to head over to the Photo Hut to get the pictures developed, but she feels just a little off somehow.

And when she rubs her eye, she noticed her hand doesn't feel the way it should. In fact, upon opening her eyes, it doesn't look the way it should, either.

Oh, crap.

Jaye gets out of bed and heads into the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror.

The "AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" might be heard the rest of the way down the fourth floor.


[I've decided Jaye is a stick figure. She looks like the icon. What? I haven't done anything cracky with her in a while.]
fates_jaye: (happy jaye)
Jaye doesn't care about the Super Bowl, really. Which is the only reason she hasn't ventured out into the common room. There's usually a lot of talking during the game and she'd rather surf online during the actual playing and just watch the commercials.

Which is why anyone on the fourth floor might have heard Jaye's little shriek of "YAY BOYKISSY!!!" through the cracked-open door.

Too bad it wasn't pretty boykissy. But still.


[Open if you wish.]
fates_jaye: (woe)
Jaye's debating whether she feels like heading to the slumber party. It's not really her scene, and she's been way too busy watching the dueling Obi-wans.

Occasionally they'll stop and chat, or argue, and at one point demanded a glass of water in which one nearly drowned. If they were lifesize (she keeps thinking that), she would have given him mouth to mouth whether he needed it or not, but as a wee toy that would be creepy.

Today, though, while she watched, the Obi-wans got stiffer and stiffer not dirty, and then froze in place. Wide-eyed and panicked, Jaye walked over, poking one on the shoulder. He fell over with a little plastic clunk.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

And subconsciously, Jaye felt she should probably pay Luke.

[Establishy, but if you want to react to the screaming, feel free. Seriously, anyone on the floor might have heard the poor girl.]
fates_jaye: (at the bar)
Jaye wasn't happy to see that the pie had turned back into a lion, though still, she'd take it.

While she's checking her E-mail before heading to Dean's party, she hears... something. It's a really weird sound, which is really the only reason she's looking up. And on her desk are three Obi-Wan Kenobi action figures she picked up on Coruscant (thanks, rude little girl from way back!), fighting each other.

For a long time Jaye just stares, finally remarking, "If you guys were life size, I'd be the happiest girl ever."


[Establishy.]
fates_jaye: (hahahahaha)
Jaye's so far eschewed being affected by the weirdness of Fandom lately. She got to stay normal and take pictures while everyone else was being insane, which was awesome. And she's all ready to think that she escaped the weird pie thing, too, until she happens to randomly look over at her desk...

...and sees a cherry pie sitting where the lion had been.

And now Jaye's going to die laughing and love Fandom just a little bit more.


[Establishy. I just couldn't resist.]
fates_jaye: (for i am jaye)
Jaye has no classes today, and she's actually in a good mood. No reason.

At the moment she's hanging out and waiting for the Spooky Things torrent to finish downloading and looking over at the still-silent lion. "I like you better this way," she tells him.

[Open.]

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