Hall of Fame:LOS
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Soviet Russia and the Moscow Wall of Death
In 2006 session 1, Matt Higgin's hall decided they didn't like their RA-imposed airplane theme, and would much prefer to be Soviet Russians, just for fun. Each member then promptly adopted a Russian name. Under Boris Karloff's leadership, they also began marching to and from classes in formation, recruiting more Russians, and engaging in various other Russian / communist activities whenever the opportunity presented itself. For example, at a sign-making activity, several Russians mass-produced Communist propaganda, which were subsequently distributed to all of the halls. By this time, at least 30% of the session was aware of this new and small Soviet Union. This figure would massively increase when, as a result of winning Casino Night *cough Boris is a thief *cough*, Matt's hall was allowed to pick the first three songs for the final dance. The first two were Led Zeppelin songs picked by a nevermore, Vasilie, but the third was Moscow (english version), by Dschinghis Khan. As soon as this song was played, all Russians sprinted to the front of Sullivan courtyard, linked arms, and begin doing a basic Russian kick-dance. There were more than enough people to span the width of Sullivan, so this chain of people was in essence a wall. Nearly all of the non-wall-participants gathered in front of the wall, and either watched or took pictures. Approximately 20 seconds from the end of the song, the wall began to move forwards, while continuing to do the kick-dance. Some people got trampled, but nobody was seriously hurt. This was one of the major odd events to occur that session at LMU, thus earning it a place in the Hall of Fame.
For three years now, David Krucik has graced LMU Session 2 with his ridiculously awesome Soccerface videos. The story of Soccerface however cannot be fully credited to him. Our sources tell us that the original story was told in joint by Jared S. and the RA Paul during 06.2, it became the mission of this RA group (a combination of Ethics and INBS) to spread the word of Soccerface.
Short Potato Famine
The LOS cafeteria is famous for the abundance of potatoes at every meal. In 07.1, students were shocked by a meal with no potatoes to be found. There were fears of this occurring again in 08.1 until a cream of potato soup was discovered. In 09.1 and 09.2, there were again a couple of meals without potatoes, to the shock of students. in 10.1 and 10.2, a change in the cafeteria service led to a dramatic decrease in potatoes, with many meals going potato-less.
It is a strange thing when a fight breaks out in CTY, but even stranger during silent reading. Two abnormally short kids, one from Hong Kong, and one from Seoul turned their argument into a brawl with the igniting comment "All Hong Kong kids live on the streets!". This was a particularly bad location to start a fight, as every RA within close proximity saw them. It truly brought a new meaning to "Extreme Silent Reading".
It is a strange thing when a fight breaks out in CTY, but even more stranger when half the participants are from off campus, and strangest when the other half are in skirts. During drag day during lunch time a group of four kids from off campus came to the terrace in order to hunt down a CTY student who was (supposedly) going out with a girl from their old school. Fortunately David A., Gavin, Kevin, and Bert faced down the four off campus kids while still in dresses (David A. especially with a large fake butterfly tattoo on his back!). The fight almost moved to blows before Tony and Rahsaan came and broke it up. The four off campus kids were apprehended by the police while David A. almost got kicked out.
Lion Lanyard Swinging
On the last day of 09.2, nevermore Dillon D. bravely mounted the ubiquitous LMU lion statue (alias Aslan) and began to flagrantly swing his lanyard over his head like a lasso. He remained there, grinning widely, for several minutes to much cheering and applause before he was supposedly yelled at by an RA. The act was so memorable that the following year it was hailed as tradition for nevermores on the last day of the session, carried on by Diana D., and by a number of nevermores in years since.
Flashmobbing to Party Rock Anthem
During the second week, after the daily activity, all of the halls were gathered in the Sullivan Courtyard to get ready to take the site photo. In front of the Doheny fountain were speakers and a raised platform, where RAs' played music while we waited. But suddenly, Party Rock Anthem started playing! RA Chucho and this other kid started shuffling and soon enough, many other students started gathering in the center of the courtyard. At first, it seemed like one big dance party, but after the flashmob started, some embarassed people could be seen awkwardly leaving the group because they weren't actually part of the flashmob. Everyone shuffled in unison, Chucho and Daniel Rodriguez of FPHS Bio B in the front row. It was a really impressive performance and everyone was clapping and cheering like crazy afterwards.
Operation Brown Curry
Due to an unfortunate amount of construction during 13.2, the boys, who were normally housed in Rosecrans, were moved to the Whelan building, located on the other side of Desmond. However, a few unlucky halls were sent to live in Rosecrans anyway, leaving them out of reach of their friends in Whelan.
During the final week, two nights before the last night, three die-hard members of the Rosecrans contingent, two of whom were nevermores, decided that they were fed up with the lack of sleepovers and general chill time with their friends in Whelan. They conceived an ingenious plan that utilized the construction fencing and darkness to sneak through the RA patrols and past SRA Dane Holding's room to a small welcome party in Whelan. The next night, the mastermind and leader of the daring mission, whose race led it to be named "Operation Brown Curry", again made the daring jaunt to Whelan, this time backed up by a team of lookouts and secret knowledge of RA patrol patterns. On the return mission, he was outfitted with what became known as the "Ghetto GoPro", a flat-billed baseball cap with an iPhone duct taped to the bill. This marvel of duct-tape ingenuity was used to create an eight-minute documentary of the trip. This documentary sadly proved virtually unwatchable due to the lack of lighting.
On the final night, two of the original three boys, including Brown Curry himself, left immediately after lights out to beat the all night RA patrols. They arrived to a whispered and hushed reception by over 17 other boys in the safe room. Brown Curry (who is a triple black belt in Brazilian Jiujitsu) then led the boys in one of the most intense and successful Fight Clubs ever organized at LOS. After several hours of pins, locks, and near detection, including an instance where a RA actually walked into the room, either failing to notice or simply not caring about obscene amount of guys in the room, the two members of Operation Brown Curry began the final journey back to Rosecrans. About ten minutes later, confirmation of their safe return was received by the 6 core members of the mission who were in Whelan, bringing about a successful close to one of the most daring and intense nighttime activities to ever have been attempted at LOS
Victor Lee is one of the most iconic names that will remain in the hearts of those who went to LMU 2018.2. It all started when a kid, who shall remain nameless, got a kid called Victor lee for Blammo. When the kid first learned of his target in the first dance, he went around the dance floor to ask who Victor Lee was. After asking a few, he met some ppl who are in Victor's hall. Obviously, bros before hoes, he told the kid that they knew Victor but then gave a bunch of different excuses to point out why he can't Blammo Victor Lee(mainly that he left for the weekend).
The plan went all good until the first Sunday when Victor's target is in the kid's hall. I personally know who that is so I got Victor Lee to come over the table to blammo his target. But cuz of poor communication, i didn't specify which one, and oops, I accidentally said Victor's name out in front of the kid. At the end, the target took his spoon immediately and the kid immediately tried to integrate us asking which one is Victor Lee. Of course being a bro instead of a hoe, we started calling each other Victor Lee. To a point where the whole hall is called Victor Lee. And during count offs we would call Victor Lee(number), lol I was Victor Lee 9.
This got to a point where the whole camp started calling each other Victor Lee but the kid is still confused who the actually Victor Lee is. He ended up blammoing a random Victor Lee and told the Trinity that he's out. Which of course wasn't the real Victor Lee and the Trinity got so confused to who the actual Victor Lee as well. The Trinity thought I was Victor Lee lol. Because of this fiasco, the Trinity told our hall to stop calling each other Victor Lee cuz of confusion. The real Victor Lee gave up on this kid and just let him Blammo him.
Victor's legacy will remain longer than he will ever live and his screen time in the slideshow(where he got a segment himself).
What started off as a normal final night sneak out ended up as the biggest sneak out ever in LOS history.
With the help of unspecified RAs, 11 people from all four dorms managed to sneak out of Del Rey South, Rosecrans, Whelan and Desmond on this legendary night.
This started off as a continuation of nomore-nevermore sneak out tradition with the help of unspecified RAs. Having stayed up the previous two nights, Head was able to secure the shifts of RAs and the general plan for the sneak out. However, she was unable to be 100% sure that everything will go as planned. They had planned to go hang out at the bird’s nest on the final night, and maybe take some pictures. Bird’s nest is within walking distance behind Del Rey South, meaning that it was close enough to walk to. With this in mind, the gang began to plan their breakouts. The original 8 were all staying at Rosecrans or Desmond, except for Crack and Head, who were staying in Del Rey South. Getting out of Rosecrans and Desmond were easy: simply climb out a first-floor window and run, or go straight out the front door. The biggest problem in the plan was Del Rey South. Due to LMU’s decision of tearing down Sullivan and Huesman halls, the staff and medical offices were indefinitely moved to the first floor of Del Rey South, meaning that the girls had no access to the first-floor windows. Head ran through many possibilities, from pretending to be sick to get into quarantine, to literally parkouring out of her window. However, while looking over building plans, she realized that there was a basement parking lot to Del Rey. One social time, she enlisted the help of fellow rosebush gang members to go check out the basement with her. The parking lot led right out to the back of DRS, meaning that they had direct access to Bird’s nest, where they were originally headed. This was perfect, except for the fact that the elevator room where the DRS elevator was located was locked. When discussing this with the RA assisting them, she came to the sudden realization that the door has to be able to be opened from the inside. Therefore, she asked the RA to help them unlock the door from the inside prior to the great escape. During this discussion, she also learned that the Bird’s Nest was not safe, as it was too close to RAs making rounds and was known as the RA hang out. They decided to go to the rooftop of Life Sciences as it was open access. They had everything planned out, from routes to timing. It was basically perfect.
The Desmond hall group, consisting of Keeyah, Rosebush, and Woah, had planned meticulously. The plan was to meet in Woah’s room at 2, move down to the room of another camper on the first level, and sneak out the window. But at 1:30, a wrench was thrown into the plan. The camper on the first floor had backed out, claiming he was "too tired." The desperate Desmond residents decided they would take matters into their own hands, and after meeting, decided to jump from the second-story ledge to the ground beneath, hopefully without alerting the RAs. Keeyah jumped out first and landed well. Next was Rosebush, who, mistaking the rosebushes for tall grass, leaped onto the thorns below and hence giving our operation a name, landed with a loud twig-snapping noise. This, thankfully, didn't alert any RAs and then Woah jumped down without a problem. They then snuck around to the beach volleyball court and to the parking lot beyond, where under the cover of darkness provided by the construction, the group snuck around the way around the campus to the gym and the TA/Instructor parking lot, which was a safe place to hide while waiting on word from the girls in Rosecrans. While waiting, Rosebush discovered the first of many thorns stuck into his hands, creating painful splinters that Keeyah and Woah had to remove with caution. Finally, after waiting thirty minutes, the boys got bored and decided to leave, which thankfully was just in time because as they were leaving, a car turned into the parking lot and parked where the boys were sitting. They then crept their way to the Life Sciences building, only seeing a few security, where they waited for the girls to arrive. The boys then decided to scope out the area where the group would hang out when suddenly, they heard a loud noise, a noise of the chairs being moved on the lower level. Spooked, the group decided to hide back down the stairs. Ten minutes later, they went back up to meet with the rest of the group.
The group staying in Rosecrans Hall consisted of Red Bull, Sock, and Scrunchie. However, the three of them were on the second and third floors, which meant that they wouldn't be dropping down from their ledges but rather would be signaled to by an unspecified RA when it was time to sprint out of the front door. The three of them stayed in one room that night, chugging their Peach-Nectarine Red-Bulls™ and shots of Five-Hour Energy™ while watching Grey's Anatomy. Sock and Red Bull's RA had an early shift, which meant she would be next door to them while they planned their escape. (She was awake the whole time, due to Red Bull's lack of subtlety when closing doors) Finally, when 2:45 rolled around, it was time for the Rosecrans girls to make their descent. They ran down the staircase and flung open the front door, and ran around the back of the construction site that had engulfed what was once Doheny Quad. They ran around the Public Safety Building, and then ran up the first flight of stairs of the Life Sciences Building, where they made eye contact with a facilities worker who was just trying to enjoy a midnight snack. They saw the Desmond boys and whisper-shouted at them, but alas, they were not heard. While the boys went up the back staircase, Red Bull, Scrunchie, and Sock were going up the front way.
They met on top, and were greeted with mutual confusion as to the whereabouts of Crack and Head, who were stuck in Del Ray South. The group took joy in tossing rocks off the building and trying to hit a tree as to make less of a sound. While they waited, they gazed at stars and reflected on some of their favorite memories from camp.
During this time, Crack and Head had run into a problem: Del Rey South has an RA stationed in the lobby, an SRA in the office, a guard at the door and on-call nurses, along with RAs constantly coming in and out for snacks. They decided that they were going to make a run for it, and they were just going to shoot their shot and take the elevator down. Prior to this day, Head ran a trial run and learned that when called, the elevator made a loud ‘ding’. Therefore, she had to make sure that the RA wouldn’t have enough time to call the elevator once they heard the ‘ding’ to stop the elevator. They decided to take it from the second floor down. When the time came to go down, they were crouched in front of the second-floor elevator when an RA roaming the halls caught both Crack and Head crouched over. In an attempt to save both of their buttocks, Head blurted that she had a stomach ache and couldn’t move. At this, the RA immediately gained sympathy and accompanied them down to the first floor to the health office. Head first asked to go to the bathroom, where she explained to Crack the new plan: Crack will head back up, with Head at the health office for a few more minutes; then, Head will ask to take the elevator back up where Crack will be hiding in the Study next to the elevator. When she reaches the second floor, Crack will get into the elevator and they will make their way down to the basement, where they will unlock the door and leave. After about 20 minutes of making up symptoms and narrowly avoiding an ER trip, the nurse came to the conclusion of simply administering some tums and sending Head back upstairs. During this trip, Head realized that the admin staff had disabled the basement button, which put an end to their plan. At this, Head headed into the study to inform Crack about this problem. They were both starting to think that they might not be able to make it out. They decided to head back into Crack’s room and call it a night. When they were in Crack’s room, Head was looking out the window, trying to come up with a new plan and also trying to figure out where Crack’s room was located directionally, when she noticed that there was a room across from them with a small ledge and the lights on. They decided to go for one last shot and to see if the girls in that room were willing to let them jump out of their window. They walked down the hall, only to find that the girls in that room were in another room for a sleepover and had left their door dead-bolted. It was as if God had sent a sign. Once again enthusiastic, they headed into the room, and again, to their surprise, the screen was already half off. All they did was give it a little push and it was out. Head first went on the ledge, checking out the best spot to jump off of. She found two makeshift footholds: one a light cover, and another a box attached to the side of the ledge. If they made the jump from there, they would land in a long, rectangular pot of unidentified plants. Head went first after a few minutes of hesitation, she jumped, thinking, “why not?” and landed in the pot safely, unharmed. Crack went next, a little more nervous than Head. Head took off her hoodie and laid it on the plants, hoping to cushion Crack’s fall a little more. Crack landed safely too, however, she did end up with a twisted/bruised ankle. They were ecstatic though, as they did think they were going to end the night in bed instead of out with their friends a mere 10 minutes ago. After an enthusiastic text from Head to the group, they started making their way behind, and at times through, the construction site and towards Life Sciences.
When all eight of the original group were finally together on top of Life Sciences, they took photos, drank more energy drinks, and hung out for a little while. After several shot-down suggestions for fountain-hoppings and night swims, they decided that they wanted to head to the far bluffs by the library. They all went down except for Head, who wanted to stay up for a bit longer, and when the rest of the group were walking along the timeline walk between the Life Science and Seaver Science buildings, they heard a noise. Some of them acted calm, some were confused, and one of them (Sock) decided to dive headfirst into tall bushes. It was a group of three boys who looked to be of CTY age, and the Rosebush Gang didn’t realize who they were until they recognized the red lanyards swinging from one of their necks, much to their dismay (never wear your bright red lanyards when sneaking out). As Head joined the gang once again, she recognized them as the boys from her class and enthusiastically greeted them. The groups merged on their walk to the far bluffs, finally becoming the eventual rosebush eleven and sat and enjoyed the view until 4:20 in the morning. (nice) They began their walk to a secret spot by the Bird’s Nest on the other bluffs, where they were supposed to meet an RA helping them who said to be there between 4:30-5:00, and promised to help the group sneak into Passionfruit. The three boys that had joined the group earlier decided that the wait was too long and snuck back into their dorms from a first-floor window of Whelan Hall. As time ticked along, the group was starting to get anxious: Head texted the RA designated to pick them up only to have no answer until 5, and Sock decided to spam-call him. At 5, the group began to see a giant herd of CTYers proceeding in their direction for passionfruit by the bluffs. They continued to hide until 5:15, when the RA finally came and helped them join Passionfruit, where they blended in and were able to reflect on the beautiful memories of the past 2-5 years and the ones they had just made that very night.
We kept our names anonymous because the majority of us have not aged out, and while we did attend Passionfruit, there are chances (although small) that we will be able to return in the following years. When we all eventually age out, we’ll add our names to this entry. Until then, thanks for everything, CTY.
The Rosebush Eight:
Scrunchie, Keeyah, Sock, Rosebush, Red Bull, Crack, Head, and Woah
Jumping over RA Greg
During the second-to-last chorus (the last "hype" one) of American Pie, RA Greg walked out of the inner RA dance circle. A white-shirted kid jumped over him just as the chorus started. A low-quality video has surfaced.
This white-shirted male is also the thief of over $8000 (casino night) dollars, as found in 2022.1 of LMU's Hall of Shame.