"Lois here. I'm either busy or ignoring your call. Now I will leave you to wonder which one it is."

BEEP!

Lois had been fresh from what had been an obnoxiously long shower (as was her habit) when she decided to check her phone messages. If she hadn't been getting dressed and listening at the same time she might've been more prepared for John's message.

"He did WHAT--oh shit--" And with that Lois tripped over one of the many piles of clothes in her room and fell flat on her face.

Great, John, you killed her.

"Ow."

Nevermind.

[Establishy!]

Almost three months in Germany was a pleasant experience but Lois was glad to be back in Fandom. For one thing, she knew way more English than German. For another, her father wasn't breathing down her neck at all times here. She had missed her dad, sure, but he was much easier to take in small doses. So she was more than happy to get back to Fandom, toss her bag on the bed...

...and notice her roommate's stuff was gone. Huh. This kept happening. She was beginning to think there was something wrong with her.

Oh well. Now she could be a pig and nobody would care.

[She's baaaaaaaack! Door and post are open]

Lois had her suitcase all packed, there was a Army issued Humvee waiting for her at the parking lot at the end of the Causeway and she was ready to spend the next couple months back home with her father. Home being wherever the U.S. Army sent him, of course. So far all she knew was that the first stop was Germany. Mmm blonde German boys...

The only thing stopping her from actually leaving the room was the closing of her suitcase. It wasn't cooperating very well. She went to the age old method of sitting on the bag to keep it closed while trying to shut it at the same time. Really, there was no need for her to bring three coats and seven pairs of shoes since it was summer and she was going to be doing nothing but hang out on base all day but she wanted to bring them, dammit.

"Maybe the down coat isn't necessary..."

[Annnd this is Lois' last post before she leaves for the second half of the summer. She'll be back in the fall though omg. Door and post are open]

Lois had enough clothes to where she only had to laundry about once a month. This was good for her laziness because she hated doing laundry more than any other chore she had to do. However it was bad when she actually had to do it and then was stuck folding clothes for about three hours straight. She was getting tempted to just shove everything in the closet and deal with it later but she would have felt bad if Éowyn opened the closet by accident and drowned under a sea of clothes. Damn her for being such a thoughtful roommate. Music helped but it still didn't take away all of the monotony of the task at hand.

"What the hell is a disco stick?"

[The door and post are oooooopen]

Lois had spent the entire weekend completely covered in mud, grass, sand and whatever food she had eaten during her time as a child. It had been fun at the time since getting messy was awesome, but when she woke up on Monday still covered in (dried) mud, grass, sand and whatever food she had eaten during the weekend, she wished she had at least brushed her hair or something.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!"

Lois picked a clump of dried mud out of her hair and pouted. A shower of epic proportions was clearly needed here. Two, three hours at the minimum. Yes, that seemed like the plan.

Oh, wait. She had class today. Goddammit.

[Mostly establishy but can be open, sure]

Lois wasn't quite sure how she got home last night but there were two things she was certain of.

1. She was gonna die of hangover.

2. The sun sucked.

Which is why she had all the blinds closed and the covers drawn up over her head as she awaited her death by ouchy head and tummy hurts.

Those were the medical terms.

[Door is closed but the post is open. And she's cranky. I'll be afk for a little bit in the afternoon whilst I travel back to school]

Lois Lane woke up on Saturday morning, dressed fabulously in silk pj's, her hair perfectly coiffed and her face made up. She gave an exaggerated yawn and stretched out her arms like everybody does when they wake up. She moved slowly as she got ready for her day. Moved like a woman who had seen much tragedy in her life.

After putting on her clothes and touching up her already perfect make up, she headed towards the door. But she stopped in mid-step as her eyes fixated on the doorknob.

FLASHBACK!

Lois is six years old and playing in her lavish playroom. She's singing happily to a happy little ferret.

"Want more tea, Sprinkles?" she asked. The ferret chittered happily.

Then...

"Sprinkles, food!" A voice called from downstairs.

The ferret bounced towards the closed door. He scratched at the door at first but when it didn't open he clamped down on the doorknob with his ferrety teeth.

Lois squeaked. "Sprinkles, no! You'll chok--"

The sound of a ferret choking on a doorknob can be heard off screen

END FLASHBACK!

"SPRINKLES WHY? WHY COULDN'T YOU WAIT FOR ME TO OPEN THE DOOR?!" Lois wailed. She collapsed on the floor in a broken heap.

...She'd be there for a while.

[Establishy and, omg, have I mentioned that I'm INSANE?]

Lois had gotten sucked into Locker 327 on Tuesday and it wasn't until Sunday afternoon that it decided to bring her back to Fandom. There was a gust of wind and a loud clanking noise and the door to the locker blew open. Lois practically bolted out of the locker, the sound of cheering and music following after her.

It should be noted that she was dressed in a sequined bikini. And there were dollar bills stuffed in her panties. It was probably best not to ask where she had been.

Lois checked to make sure nobody was coming before walking briskly towards her cabin. Hopefully she could get through this with as little embarrassment as possible.

[Oh you know it's open]

Lois has gotten out of class and was taking her time going back to the cabins, deciding to walk around the school for a bit. She was going down a hallway she hadn't been down often, considering writing stupid stuff on the chalkboard of one of the classrooms, when a locker next to her blew open. A colorful light emitted from inside the locker

"Oooooh," Lois inched closer to get a better look. "Pretty co--WHOA!"

The locker had taken it's chance while Lois was distracted and sucked her up. Teenagers were so dumb.

[Lois will be off having adventures in Locker 327 for the next couple days, yay. Oh, and you haven't heard the last of me. I'm about to spam you like whoa]

Lois was slowly but surely getting used to her new surroundings. She had managed to unpack all of her stuff and so far she had managed to keep her side of the room reasonably clean. She had managed to have a good time at the picnic. And there was shirtlessness. Which was awesome. She had the feeling that the General didn't know about Shirtless Friday when he had signed Lois up to go here.

Right now Lois was laying on her bed and munching on some M&M's. She figured she had better be lazy while she still could since she had to go to class and all soon. Damn. Who goes to class in the summer? Her laziness, however, was interrupted by some scratching coming from the floor. Lois leaned over to see three wee tortoises crawling around on the carpet.

"What the hell?" Lois hung off the edge of her bed to inspect the wee tortoises. They were kind of cute. Lois reached over to her desk and grabbed a couple of M&M's. She had no idea if it was okay to feed these things chocolate but whatever. "You hungry?"

Only one of the tortoises wanted to partake in the M&M offer. It waddled over to Lois' hand and nibbled on a blue M&M. A second later the tortoise cleared it's throat and said in a high, squeaky voice, "You need chaos in your soul to give birth to a dancing star."

Lois backed away from the wee tortoises slowly, taking the M&M's with her. "Sasquatch was right; this place is weird."

[Door and post are open, especially for the roomie]