Fandom High Holiday Pageant 2006, Friday afternoon, The Auditorium

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

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!]

Comments

Re: Prophecy: Performance

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Dude. I don't think I have the manual dexterity to put on these pants, even if they'll fit around the cast and not foul on the crutch. Or the cane."

Re: Prophecy: Performance

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Okay, then." Blair took a pair of scissors and cut at a pair of pants for a bit. "There...now it's a skirt!"

Re: Prophecy: Performance

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Um. Not to be anacronistic, since, cast, but... now I have a lovely problem that involves certain areas being extremely well ventilated. I mean, what, are you trying to get us all naked?"

John tries to flail, but it doesn't work and totally doesn't look like a one-legged shimmy.

Re: Prophecy: Performance

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair just held out the pants-turned-skirt and shook them a bit. "Try not to flash the audience and we'll be fine."

Re: Prophecy: Performance

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"The audience does not need to see my plasma rifle in the 40 watt range that sort of performance. I'll do my best to tuck. Or something. Oh, I'm fucked. Safety pins?"

Stupid cast. And it's not like it's an excuse to wear kilts.

Re: Prophecy: Performance

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Sorry!" Blair said brightly. "Fresh out of safety pins!"

Re: Prophecy: Performance

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John looks around for someone who may be more prepared... and does not oogle the other prophesy members.