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hatesallthis.livejournal.com

There was fighting. There was a lot of fighting going on. And April was sure it was a Very Big Deal to the people who were doing it.

She, however, was not one of them. On the contrary, after escaping detention and following the trail of Hulksmash out of the school building, she wanted nothing to do with the fighting. The only thing she wanted anything to do with right now was food. And maybe some beer later, but for now, food.

So she could be found in Mooby Land right now, having A Moment with some cheeseburgers. She highly doubted anyone was going to come and yank her back into detention with all the fighting going on, and the intense stare she'd given the cashier had definitely scared him out of any ideas he might have had to report her, so she might be here a while.

[[open! a little SP as i go grab lunch with the dutchface, but i should be back soonish.]]

whenshewasnice

Notices had gone out to all and sundry, inviting both those who still lived on the island as well as those who'd moved away to come back for a dance at the Fandom Town community center, in celebration of the 43rd (give or take a day) anniversary of the original moon landing, as well as the wonderful summer they were having.

Once people arrived, they'd find the community center's auditorium decorated according to the theme of the evening. Silver streamers hung all around, and a few papier mache moons had been fixed to the ceiling. The lights were dimmed, and there were flowers – most white, but some of them colored silver – on all the tables, bringing the faint scent of summer with them.

And naturally, there were big tables full of food, like at any large Fandom gathering. There was also a bar, though those underage would have to content themselves with sodas and virgin drinks. Maybe they could get over their sorrow over that on the dance floor, showing off their best Moonwalk.

Everything was ready for the people of Fandom to have a good time.

[ocd: Arrive | Food, Drinks & Mingling | Shadowy Corners | Ladies Room | Mens Room | Dancing | OOC | This event is open to everyone! Have fun!]

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

The glitter could not be contained! Nor could the moose...despite their plastic nature. Homecoming continued onward, welcoming all late arrivals who were still in time for the main event!

Your 2011 Homecoming Court Announcement!

[ Post 1 | Arrive + Mingle Some More | Homecoming Court | More Drinks + Snacks | More Chaperones | More Dancing | Even More Shadowy Corners | OOC2 ]

Current Mood: accomplished

charming_thief

lockestheway

The blasted heath was really enjoying itself now. Having turned everything in the campgrounds to ashes, it now spread to cover the park in full, twisting its creatures into grotesque shapes. Even sand on the beach had greyed, and tiny crabs were both growing bigger and more fearsome.

The taint climbed up the walls, destroying ivy and mosses that might have rested on them. It would take time for the rock and cement to grow brittle and crumble, but it would not be more than a few days before even the buildings of Fandom Town would submit, and turn to ashes.

The heath now reached its tendrils slowly into one direction. The dorms, once so far away, coming ever closer to its reach.

[[ mod your critters, or go here for NPCs. ]]

not_tylerdurden

Calvin picked up his triple-shot caramel mocha frappacino with whipped cream, and made his way over to the table where his laptop was set up and Hobbes was waiting for him.

Studiously ignoring the (many) emails from his editor, Calvin opened up his latest manuscript...and a copy of Minecraft. Just the one game before he got started. Just one.

[Open.]

Current Mood: working...theoretically

weetinyreese.livejournal.com

Kyle had promised Calvin and Hiccup some burgers and burgers he delivered. But it was a good day out and it wasn't fair to exclude Toothless, so after picking up their food, he headed to the playground in the park to give everyone their orders. "I've got burgers, fries and soda." He set the drinks down next to George and started to rummage through the bag.

noearsyet.livejournal.com

As the night went on, an assortment of prom favours were replacing the masks on the table just inside the tent. Everyone was free to take a picture frame and disposable camera to record their own Prom memories. Also were shot glasses with the Fandom High gremlin on them. Such things happened when Dean Stinson was the Student Council advisor.

The punch was thoroughly spiked by now, but the dessert table had been refilled o soaking up all that alcohol was a definite possibility. The music would still be playing for a few hours for all to get in as much dancing and time to be with their friends as they wanted.

And in just a moment, Dean Stinson was going to announce the Prom Court.

[OOC: How much do we rock that LJ was down all day and we STILL needed a second post? SO MUCH. Again, Prom is open for SP and also getting LJ to load should not be such a rush. ~~Please wait for the~~ OCD is up and good to go!]

[Prom Court Announcement | Mingling | Punch and Dessert Tables | Chaperones | Shadowy Corners | Bathrooms | Dancing | OOC]

noearsyet.livejournal.com

Just on the other side of the Causeway, the weather was cool, but in Fandom, a beautiful, warm nearly-summer evening welcomed Fandom's seniors and juniors to their Prom.

A large tent open on one side had been erected in the center of the park. Garlands of small white lights entwined with greenery decorated the edges and roof of the tent, while two of the canvas sides were covered in large pictures of cherry blossoms and the middle had a wall-sized painting of a masquerade. Under the canopy were clusters of little chairs and tables along with the table of food and punch bowl.

Beyond the tent's open wall, a dance floor had been set up on the grass under the ~~conveniently~~ flowering trees. More fairy lights had been wound through the tree branches leaving the area softly lit in most areas. Torches were placed in a few clusters around the dance floor, making flickering areas of brighter light for people to congregate.

A photographer waited for his clients just beyond the dance floor with several backdrops of flowers or masquerades or, oddly, a lemur family to choose from.

The voting box for Prom King and Queen stood right at the entrance to the dance for those last-minute votes.

And, of course for Fandom's Masquerade, a table of elaborately decorated (or some more simple ones) waited for their new owners to simply slip them on and join the revelry.

[OOC: Weather modded with permission. The Prom is open to juniors, seniors, and their dates and definitely open to slowplay. Another post will be going up later this evening set for 10pm-midnight. Prom voting is open until 4pm EDST ~~Please to be waiting for the~~ OCD IS UP! (No thanks to LJ)]

[Arrive and Mingle | Photographer | Food Tables and Punch | Shadowy Corners | Chaperones | Ladies Room | Men's Room | Dancing | OOC]

atreideslioness

"It's Fight Club," Tyler said. "You know what that means. You, you, you, you, you two, and, Ghani, finish up."

"You with her, you two, and you with that gentleman over there," she said. "Now fight."

[OOC: We can has no brainz for ze banter. But the OCD is up, so go hit someone.]

Current Mood: blank

atreideslioness

"We have cake," Tyler announced, frosting around his mouth until he wiped it away with his fist. "Punch each other, then have birthday cake. Doesn't work so well if you do it the other way around."

"Indeed." Ghanima was clearly very much amused by this notion. "And do be sure to sing to Mr. Durden," she continued, cheerfully oblivious to any glares she might be getting. "I understand it is traditional for birthdays in this era."

"Now, you with her. Gentlemen, you're together. Tyler, happy birthday, you're fighting him. Ladies, if you please. You two, and you and you," she said, neatly pointing out people. "Get to it."

[OCD UP]

Current Mood: giddy

tyler_gone

"People," Tyler said, looking around the gym. A slight sniffle roughened his voice. "Lots of people. You all came back."

"Which is good, since if they didn't come back, we wouldn't have anyone to boss around," Ghanima pointed out. "Or hit."

"You guys can hit," Tyler said wistfully. "I'm pretty sure I'd give my cold to anybody if I did. I'm just observing today, since apparently I'm the kind of" -- holy word you don't want to use in front of students there, Tyler! -- "person who worries about germs now."

"Next thing we know, you'll be telling people to get off your lawn and futzing about the 'good old days,'" Ghani replied dryly. "Okay. You and you. You. With her. Smile, you with the tiger, you're fighting him."

"Tyler?"

"I am not old," he said sulkily, and folded his arms to survey the crowd. "Oh, him and her, her and him, him and him."

"Go to it."

tyler_gone

"Ladies! Gentlemen. Boys. Girls. Other sentient life forms." Someone had given Tyler sugar. "Welcome to Fight Club. I'm Tyler Durden, this is Ghanima Atreides. We're in charge."

"Which is the nice way of saying 'welcome to Fandom,'" Ghanima injected dryly. "You're here because you saw a poster, or heard through a friend, and you want to hit things. We support violence therapy."

"Most weeks," Tyler said, "we do assigned matches. This week is different. This week is introductions -- because you haven't said your names enough yet this week -- and some level testing. Introductions don't have to be fancy. Fight Club is not about your life story. Tell us what you like to be called and how long you've been at this and we'll call it good."

"After which, those of you that are new or trying to move from beginner to advanced can show us your moves, while the rest of you grab a friend to beat up," Ghanima continued cheerfully. "Once we've seen you in action, then our new friends can also hit the mats, and proceed to learn how we make friends and influence people here at Fight Club. I'll give you a hint; it usually involves bruises."

"But first, you all have to listen to the rules."

Tyler pulled out a sheet of paper and read them off. "Hopefully those are all clear, if you do not understand ask somebody. If you still do not understand, consider the possible tragedy of head damage and don't fight."

He glanced to Ghanima. "Anything else?"

"These rules are posted on the door for every Fight Club meeting," she said pleasantly. "Anyone who willfully ignores these rules gets bounced out that door. We are here to fight, not babysit you."

"Now, smile, and introduce yourselves, and let's see what you can do."

[OOC: Introductions are for everyone, please. Current classifications are here.]

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Homecoming Carnival Post I [The Park, Friday, October 21, 2011]

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