WashU's best department, FilmEverything social science...engineering?That thing with math and scienceanything that doesn't have numbers in it"That thing with the letters"- My Motherbiolologybiochemistry, if it doesn't kill me firstDead White Men (x2)
That part of summer when you're up at the lake and everything smells like sunscreen.Rabbit Season. Duck Season. Rabbit Season. Rabbit Season. Duck Season. (Got 'em Bugs)Season 3 of ScrubssaltApril 25th because it's not too hot, not too cold, all you need is a light jacketThat one that's 3 months longSeason(s) of LoveThe West Wing season 1. I mean 2.season 7 of game of thrones up to the episode on August 6th because after that who knows really
SpamalotGorilla ManGorilla ManHeathers again where every instrument is a form of bassCats, but with actual cats that I get to keep after the showAnything by Ted DudzikLes Mis twiceA stage version of my first novel, "Meet Kitten" that would feature real kittens that the audience would meet.Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat because that show is a MASTERPIECE
The hammer to remove washers from bolts, my true purposeThe pulleyJig sawGarment measuring tapeCraig LaingMy witPeter HookOther peopleThe wood cart at Home Depot that large men always try to help me with until I sassily decline.
Anytime Chelkins pretended to be Heather ChandlerThat bit in heathers with the gunshot and the exploding tv, or potentially that bit in she kills monsters where there was that cool throat singing musicThe one where I played a Type-A femaleThe one with the janky flickering scoreboardBoeing BoeingNot Boeing BoeingDon't Talk to the Stage ManagerAny show with no audience participationHarley Greene (that's right, it was all a performance)
bees????Sexy Spooky TeenA plaid blazer found in the DG suite under a couch.FernicusMy dada ~sexy~ cloak and nothing elsea koalaPerry the PlatypusSexy Rollerskate
Lying outside by the pool and stalking some guy to an Ivy League school cause I'm a multitaskerBrooklyn NYEating chips 'n' dips on the floor of the Castle.Other places exist?Village room 26... #singingHellAnywhere, as long as I'm eating mac n' cheeseNapping on the couch in the hallway next to the Blackboxmargaret's answer
Making robots that build each otherRunning the countryTrying to coax my children to name our new puppies Sophie, Harley, and Craig, for reasons they won't understand.I have nightmares that I'll still be hereSitting on a golden throne purchased with my first billionGenetically engineering viruses to kill all of the spiders in the worldTalking about "the good ole days." Man those were the best.Running a booming business that engineers mini elephants and then gives them to loving families as petsmargaret's answer
I wandered into elections and accidentally ran unopposed, and now I'm stuckFatherly dutyI really like uptown funkI lost my soul in the Blackbox and I am still trying to find itI can't leave theatre no matter how much I trythis is the largest group of people who like meLike any sitting president, CNC is my "first family." Plus, who else would make cornbread for the children?I pretend other people like me but then I get tired of actingI love everyone in this organization so much
Which CnC Board Member Are You?
You are clearly a Queen because you got MK "the dictator" Molllllllman. People are so in awe in your presence that they often forget how to speak in their native tongue. When people meet you, they have roughly the same reaction Leslie Knope had when she met Liam Bonneville, the bad boy of the Department of the Interior, or Michelle Obama. (Parks and Rec season 6, episode 20 (Moving Up) 4:40-6:44)
You are Maddie Lee, the bomb ass queen of lights and furious little puppers. You are confident, smart, a little wine drunk, and always know where the best mac and cheese is from any given point in space. But mostly, you are the most enthusiastic member of any group you are a part of and always give at least 97% effort (because lets be real, 100% is a little intense).
You are an ethereal goddess, sent from the heavens above to bless mere mortals with kindness and amazing vodka pasta. Due to your killer combination of brains, beauty, and butt-kicking abilities, everyone either wants to be you or is wrong. You are the one people call when they need someone to kill a spider. When you jump into a lake, you don't get wet--the lake gets you.
You may have had an identity crisis recently when friends and loved ones started calling you a lot of names that are NOT yours, and at this point you respond to anything, really. Everyone thinks you hate them but only some of them are right. People usually fear how much they love you. You are also the heart and soul behind the operation and nothing could get done without you. You are probably the person in your friend group who everyone would call if they had to hide a body.
You got Stacey, which means you win.
You are the master of sound, the king of bass, the one and only, Peter Hook. One day you'll be a billionaire mogul looking down on the masses from a golden throne, surrounded by marble statues of yourself in various states of undress. That day is not today however, and for now you just spend most of your time watching netflix while being crushed by the overwhelming number of things you've commited to over the last two years.
You got Lucas, which means four things. First, you are the dad of the group, always offering people rides and making sure everyone gets to the airport with at least 6 hours of buffer time, just in case. Second and third, you're much too cool to hang with only one group of people, so somehow you have gotten yourself into power positions in seven different organizations. When people ask, 'how do you do it?' you chuckle quietly and shrug it off, only to later cry in the face of all the whenisgoods you have to fill out. Fourth, you have ~amazing~ hair and enough product to drown an army of rats in, if the need arose.
You're probably not really sure what you're doing with your life, which is why you got Lia! Calm, cool, and charismatic are all the traits you want to be, but aren't quite there yet. You might eat too much Chex Mix, but death is inevitable so you don't mind. You spend too much time on research and not enough time on the actual project (@all your pinterest boards dedicated to costumes) but it all works out in the end. Or so you hope.