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Fandom High Holiday Pageant 2006, Friday afternoon, The Auditorium
Once everyone was seated, The Tick walked out onto the stage wearing a keen tux. He was ready to celebrate the holidays in style.
"Welcome, chums, to the 2006 Fandom High Holiday Pageant! This year, we're looking to make the pageant as broad as possible, covering several different holidays with several different methods of educating us all with fun! It's Funducation, not to be confused with Funded Education!"
"On the Holiday Tree of Funducation, information is the presents, and you are the children gathered around, hoping for the Hanukkah Wii of Information, or the X-Mas-Box of Knowledge! Our volunteers are the ornaments, making sure the Tree is shiny and festive! The participating classes are the lights that illuminate with organization and color! And I," Tick said, grinning broadly, "am a jolly man in a blue suit! I am not just your Master of Ceremonies tonight, I am also your Santa of Ceremonies! So please allow me to welcome you to this year's Tree of Funducation, the Holiday Pageant!"
[OOC: Pleasewait for and then follow the OCD. There is a thread for each performance, and then a Performance and Audience sub-thread for each. Please use the subthreads. Pretty self explanatory. Everyone should know what they're doing and which thread they're doing it in, hopefully. If, for some reason, we have threads that are not pinged into as of really late Friday night, I may get creative and randomly recruit people at the last minute if it doesn't Joss them just to make sure the pageant stands as being complete.
I'd like to say thank you in advance to all of my volunteers and I can't wait to see what you put together!]
"Welcome, chums, to the 2006 Fandom High Holiday Pageant! This year, we're looking to make the pageant as broad as possible, covering several different holidays with several different methods of educating us all with fun! It's Funducation, not to be confused with Funded Education!"
"On the Holiday Tree of Funducation, information is the presents, and you are the children gathered around, hoping for the Hanukkah Wii of Information, or the X-Mas-Box of Knowledge! Our volunteers are the ornaments, making sure the Tree is shiny and festive! The participating classes are the lights that illuminate with organization and color! And I," Tick said, grinning broadly, "am a jolly man in a blue suit! I am not just your Master of Ceremonies tonight, I am also your Santa of Ceremonies! So please allow me to welcome you to this year's Tree of Funducation, the Holiday Pageant!"
[OOC: Please
I'd like to say thank you in advance to all of my volunteers and I can't wait to see what you put together!]

Good Omens... And Bad: Prophecy in Theory and Practice
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panickingstanding backstage, trying not to flail at costumes while trying to balance on his crutch and cane."Everybody ready?"
[ OOC: Establishy. Will be doing the working thing all day and do not have FH access. If y'all can't wait until 8pm EST, I may be able to play via AIM: jamesmovespeople ]
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and maybe Deanwere standing backstage to help everyone get into the costumes they had chosen.Turbans (http://www.theredwire.com/images/5/cleo1.jpg) in multicolored fabrics, parachute pants (http://www.bubbygram.com/performers/mchammercpl.jpg), big gold hoop earrings and lots of beads. There were even crystal balls for the performers to carry.
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It occurred to her that the lack of shirt might be Dean's contribution to the costume.
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"Secondly, Mr. Phale put Dean and I in charge of costumes. The cast can either wear the pants or perform without them. Since I'm pretty sure that nudity isn't what the administration had in mind for the pageant why don't you just put on the pants."
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Why she's wearing her bride of Frankenstein costume from Halloween is a mystery.
Well, it's not like anybody TOLD her what sort of costume to wear.
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"Said the night wind to the little lamb,
"Do you see what I see?
Way up in the sky, little lamb,
Do you see what I see?
A star, a star, dancing in the night
With a tail as big as a kite,
With a tail as big as a kite.""
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Do you hear what I hear?
Ringing thru the sky, shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear?
A song, a song
High above the tree
With a voice as big as the sea
With a voice as big as the sea
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"Do you know what I know?
In your palace warm, mighty king,
Do you know what I know?
A Child, a Child shivers in the cold--
Let us bring him silver and gold,
Let us bring him silver and gold."
John was totally focussing on his solo, and was in no way stressing over his costume.
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Needless to say, he's less than delighted. But he's there. Dancing.
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Who was not exactly dancing so much as doing a double-time rendition of Pyramid footwork drills, with the occasional front snap kick thrown in thanks to Fitness and Energy class this morning.
And jazz hands. Because jazz hands were kind of necessary.
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"What's with the jazz hands?" She whispered when she got close to Walter and Anders.
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Jingle Bells! Angela Smells!
Belthazor laid an egg!
The demon's gone!
I'm not wrong!
But the girlfriend lost her head!
Yeah. Probably not the best thing to sing.
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At first her brain couldn't understand what he was saying, but when she made sense of it, humiliated tears ran down her face. She thought they were working through their disagreement, but now ...
It was war.