Around the streets of Fandom, Sunday

[sharp_man]

Hannibal had finally given in to the low-tech and tacky way Fandom had of advertising its events, and had made posters. They were tasteful and to the point. And dusted with glitter that had flaked off Jono's Pride posters, but he couldn't really help that; the stuff got everywhere. (He and Beethoven were both a bit annoyed at the stuff in their hair.)

Now he was putting them up around town. They read:

Independence Day party
The Park
Tuesday, 2pm to after dark
Food and Fireworks
(everyone invited)


[OOC: Open, if anyone wants to say hi as he's putting these up! Party will indeed be posted Tuesday.]

Comments

[sharp_man]

To be fair, Jono would eat if he could.

"Let nature take its course," Hannibal said. "No convincing beyond telling people - honestly - what is in it. Personally, I don't think anyone will eat it."

Which was a lie. He knew at least Kanan would eat anything, and Sparkle would likely try it. But he was playing to lose now.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Ouch, burn," said Summer, but, I mean, normally, she'd agree with him. But she knew at least one person who might try it because they'd recognize it as her work and was a nice person, so she had that going for her.

"Can I at least tell people I made it?" she ventured, because that would easily up the amount of people who would try it just because they wouldn't want to hurt her feels to at least maybe....four.

"Five," she decided after she'd thought about it a little. "I win if at least five people try it."

[sharp_man]

"You may," Hannibal agreed. Please, tell them. "At least five, and you win."

[somethingwithturquoise]

She wondered if five might be low-balling herself, but, at the same time, if she failed at ten, it would just destroy her confidence and she wasn't willing to do that to herself right now.

"Awesome."