fandomhigh | 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: 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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Jack faced something of a quandary.

If he let go of the palm tree, he'd be entirely nakey-nakey. Not that he'd mind, but he had a feeling others might.

So he hugged the tree closer, folded his hands together in prayer, and sucked in his stomach, all the while gazing sadly out at the audience, the very picture of woebegone misery.

He even sniffled a time or two as he sang mournfully along with the chorus.

He sat and he thought
He did nothing but breathey-breathey
He sat and he thought
He did nothing but breathey-breathey
Suddenly everything became clearer to hethy-hethy
Under the bodhi tree

Four Noble Truths
And the Eightfold Pathy-Pathy
Four Noble Truths
And the Eightfold Pathy-Pathy
Means Nirvana and no more wrathy-wrathy
Under the bodhi tree

Seely gestured for everyone to join in on the chorus.

Four Noble Truths
And the Eightfold Pathy-Pathy
Four Noble Truths
And the Eightfold Pathy-Pathy
Means Nirvana and no more wrathy-wrathy
Under the bodhi tree

Jack pondered the best way to achieve this. For about two seconds.

Grinning in a distinctly what the hell manner, he walked his tree over to the robes, turned his back to the audience, and sank to the ground beside the tree.

He rested his hands on his knees, taking deep, slow breaths as Seely sang, then lifted both hands to the ceiling in enlightenment, holding them up through the first rendition of the chorus.

As the second started, Jack hopped to his feet, robes assuming a strategic importance they'd not previously held, swept the audience a bow and disappeared, stage left.

After he finished the final chorus, Seely also bowed and disappeared offstage.

"Thank you, boys!" The Tick said as they left the stage. "I doubt that people here will forget Rohatsu for some time!"

Fandom High Holiday Pageant 2006, Friday afternoon, The Auditorium

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