Fandom High Holiday Pageant 2006, Friday afternoon, The Auditorium

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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: Please wait 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!]

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Finale

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"We now return to our dock and board the ship again, giving one last tug on the anchor as we abruptly switch metaphors! In the Song of the Pageant, we are at the coda! The bridge has been crossed, we've boogied to the guitar solo, and the lead singer has hit the high notes! Now I would like to present an adapted work I like to call 'Twas the Night Before Christmas: A Visit from Dean Tick!'"

Finale: Performance

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For the finale performance which will definitely not be up until this evening.

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The curtains closed for a few minutes. When they opened, a set was on stage, showing the inside of a house and above that, the roof.

There was nobody on the stage at the moment, but then The Tick's voice boomed in narration:

"Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the school
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mule
The stockings were hung in the common rooms with care
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there
And not carrying excessive weaponry with which to crush us. Ooh, and maybe an elf army. This is Fandom, after all, you never know.

The students were tired from having a ball,
While a troll janitor did The Robot out in the hall."

Just then, a troll in a jumpsuit crossed the stage, doing the Robot.

"And Hawkeye - at the bachelor pad - in his robe had a nightcap,
And settled in bed for a long winter's nap."

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[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

Hawkeye appeared on stage in his standard robe and a nightcap with a little tassle. "Nap? Who can nap at a time like this?"

Re: Finale: Performance

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

"Not you, chum!" Tick said. "Becuase..."

"When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
The Vice Principal sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like that skinny, fast guy in a red suit,
To open the window and get hit be a fruit."

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[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

Hawkeye hung out the prop window, leaning far enough out that he probably would have fallen two storeys if it was a real window.

An apple dropped suddenly out of nowhere and conked Hawkeye on the head.

"OW!" he yelled and toppled out of the window.

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"Sorry, Hawkeye!" Tick called out. "You'll be fine, it's in the script!"

"The moon, symbol of our hopes and dreams during the night, mighty was it's glow
Beaming down and reflecting, making shiny, shiny snow!
Just as he was distracted by the light from the moon,
Hawkeye looked up as a cry rang out: 'SPOOOOOOOOOOOON!'"

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Backstage Isabel was really starting to regret that her inner Christmas Nazi encouraged her to sign up for this. No amount of extra credit was worth it. But she was sort of trapped, so she gritted her teeth and smiled so widely her face almost cracked.

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The Tick walked over to Isabel backstage and smiled. "It's sleigh time, Isabel! Let's go!"

Tick jumped into a sleigh that was lifted off the ground by several very large cables that could probably support a four hundred pound superhero. Probably. Isabel climbed in, too, with permission and the sleigh - led by nine fakey-looking reindeer - was lifted above the house set.

Tick waved to the audience.

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[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

By this time, Hawkeye had picked himself up and climbed back in the window. He adjusted his nightcap and shielded his head with his hand as he looked back out and up to the roof, where he saw Tick, Isabel, a very fakey sleigh and some very fakey reindeer.

Budget cuts.

"Honey!" Hawkeye called back inside. "I think it's that encyclopedia salesman again. He's brought back-up!"

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"Nay, not an encyclopdia salesman, chum!" Tick called out, wondering why Hawkeye was improvising. It didn't matter. All the world's a stage, so he had practice keep on track during a performance!

"With a blue-clad driver, so large but still quick,
It was clear that the guy in the sleigh was our Dean, The Tick.
The sleigh was not his, he had no vehicle of such fame,
Running a nine reindeer-powered engine, he called them by name!"

"'Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Dixon!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donder and Blitzen!
We need to deliver Fandom's presents from this sleigh with no wing!
I just wish Santa had shown me how to drive this thing!'"

Suddenly, one of the cables holding the sleigh broke.

Budget cuts.

Re: Finale: Performance

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel was very proud that she did not scream. Instead she very quickly scrambled out of the sled and onto the roof. Her jaw ached from keeping that smile plastered on.

Re: Finale: Performance

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

Tick jumped out of the sleigh, landed on the roof, smashed a few shingles while doing so, and watched as the sleigh crashed into the floor. "Good thing we have that new troll janitor. Ahem."

"Though the sleigh veered out of control, everything turned out well,
Though Hawkeye should ask for new landscaping and maybe some aspirin for Tick's elf helper, Isabel.
Now on the house-top, the roof supported the weight,
Of a large superhero, his elf helper, and a bunch of presents in a crate.
All of the sacks are still with Santa, you see, so we had to improvise."

Tick moved over to the chimney and jumped down it. He continued to narrate.

"And then, in a twinkling, Hawkeye heard up above
The stamping and stepping, of the Tick, trying too be quiet as a dove
As Hawkeye drew in his head, and was turning around,
From the chimney, Dean Tick called, "I'm stuck! Hold on a second! Be right out!'"

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[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

"Do I need to get a plunger?"

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"No, no. I've got it!" Tick declared. Seconds later, the chimney broke apart and The Tick emerged from it. "Okay, Isabel, you can come down now!"

He meant through the chimney, completely forgetting that this was a set and there were stairs from the room at the back of the set.

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel debated following Tick down the chimney. Then sanity prevailed and she remembered that alien-fu didn't include flying. She walked down the stairs and into the room. The smile hadn't budged.

Re: Finale: Performance

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Hawkeye turned and gave Isabel a little wave. "He offered me extra credit too, then I remembered too late that I'm not a student."

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"Where was I?" Tick asked. "Oh, right, right."

"He was dressed all in blue, from his head to his foot,
But it looked black in spots, tarnished with ashes and soot.
A crate full of liquor he had brought along with.
It seemed pretty clear that Santa passed along for what Hawkeye would wish."

Tick cringed at the last sentence. It was one of his weaker lines in this scene.

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"I protest!" Hawkeye stamped his foot. "I distinctly remember asking for a Kitty Karry-All doll." He took a closer look, then grinned at Tick. "But this'll do."

Re: Finale: Performance

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Tick returned the grin. The season of sharing was keen!

"His eyes were blank white but gleeful! his antennae looked merry!
His jaw was like a moose, his nose like a blueberry!
His massive grin was as gleeful as a ship's bow,
And atop his head was a small pile of snow."

Tick pointed to his head. Yep. Snow.

"Down from the chim... stairs at the back of the set came an elf with some class,
To explain why she was here, she explained, 'Helping save Christmas in Fandom gets me extra credit in class!'
She shrugged her shoulders and handed Hawkeye a candy cane,
WIth this level of insanity, the joy of the night would not wane!"

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel did as Tick said and handed Hawkeye a candy cane, all the while wondering if skipping Christmas might not be such a bad idea after all.

Finale: Audience

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

React to The Tick's madness in skit form.

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker was face-palming, and eeping as the sleigh rose and Isabel ended up veeery high over the stage. "Ohmigod. Ohhh my god." She really hoped Isabel wouldn't have to find out if she had the alien power to fly.

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[swerval_zero]

Backstage, Zero stirred and said in a weak voice, "Santa? Whereza mallet?" And then she was out again.

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[fates_jaye]

Jaye's cracking up through the whole thing. She nearly chokes on a gummi bear.