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School Assembly, The Auditorium, Friday afternoon

"Good afternoon, students. I'm Harriet Jones, Dean of Students. Some of you might know who I am, but for those who don't, it's nice to meet you all. Feel free to pop in for a chat if you have any student-related problems. Or any problems, really.

Now, welcome to our first assembly for the semester. We have a special guest today, the star of…" Harriet raised an eyebrow at her notes before continuing, sounding just a bit confused. "The star of Everybody Loves Hypnotoad. Now, that can't be right. Why on earth--"

There was a loud, buzzing HMMMMMMMMM coming from the toad on stage.

Harriet straightened, gaze fixed forward, looking out at the students. "The star of Everybody Loves Hypnotoad. All glory to the HYPNOTOAD."

[~~Please wait for~~ extensive OCD and CAPSLOCK ABUSE for all! Just follow along with the OCD, it should be fairly clear. Those who were hypnotised will remember what they did and how they acted! The effect can wear off once they leave the stage or at any point after that, so long as it has worn off by midnight. It is totally up to you.]

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Hypnotisees, ping in to your thread; audience react in the audience reaction thread.

Hypnotised one, feel free to interact with the audience in your hypnotised state.

THE HYPNOTOAD COMMANDS YOU to come to the stage.

You are The Three Stooges (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O7txeOlujTc).

This was weird. Why did she feel the need to walk up on stage? Her crutches fell away and she limped, but funny how she couldn’t feel the pain.

Suddenly she was talking to herself as someone else. "Yeah, the other day he thought he was a chicken."

"We can send him to an institution!"

"No, we can’t do that."

"Why not?"

"We need the eggs!"

Suddenly, she popped herself in the head. "You can’t eat me, I’m too tough, I’ll give ya indigestion."

Then she hit herself in the belly and hopped around and fell backwards before she rolled right back up on both feet. Looked amazing really.

"Gee, what mo’ can a fellow say? That’s all there is, there ain’t no mo’!" Annette slapped herself in the cheek. "What’s that for? I didn’t do nuthin’!"

"That’s in case ya do and I’m not around!"

Annette grabbed a hammer. A fake hammer. "Woo woo woo." She popped herself in the head with it then kicked the air and did a somersault.

"I ain’t gonna lose my leg, am I Doc? I’ve had it ever since I was a little kid."

Annette hopped around some more. "There was an ugly-lookin’ thing starin’ right at me! Whaddya know! It was YOU!"

(quotes shamelessly stolen ;D woo woo woo)

Audience, react!

Jaina had started to do that thing where she could only stare at the stage. She had no idea what was going on, but that was weird.

She may have started eying the HYPNOTOAD a little more warily.

Johnny raised his brows. He was thinking Annette was completely off her rocker.

Then he looked back at that frog and still had thoughts of torching it.

Adam could only stare at Annette as he watched what was going on.

He looked back to the frog and suddenly decided that it might possibly be evil.

Dean stared. Okay, that wasn't a singing and dancing frog.

But hey, if it was going to hypnotise people, at least it was going with a classic.

THE HYPNOTOAD COMMANDS YOU to come to the stage.

You are a bad Elvis impersonator. A VERY BAD Elvis impersonator.

Jack swaggered to the stage with his usual swagger and stareed at the glowing...toad...thing. His swagger became a strut, became a pelvic gyration that's sweeping the nation.

Suddenly, he's got a guitar and a bigger pompadour with a hitch in his lip, strumming his ~~imaginary~~ guitar ~~not dirty~~ as he went into a hip-shakin' foot-dancin' rendition of Blue Suede Shoes.

At the end of the song, he lipsneered at the audience. "Thank you. Thank you very much. I'd like to do a special song now," he said, getting set up for another ~~torture~~ song.

Well, that's all right, mama
That's all right for you
That's all right mama, just anyway you do
Well, that's all right, that's all right.
That's all right now mama, anyway you do

Mama she done told me,
Papa done told me too
'Son, that gal your foolin' with,
She ain't no good for you'
But, that's all right, that's all right.
That's all right now mama, anyway you do

I'm leaving town, baby
I'm leaving town for sure
Well then you won't be bothered
With you hangin' round my door
Well, that's all right, that's all right.
That's all right now mama, anyway you do.

Elvis blinked...and became Jack again. Who then scurried offstage.

Audience, React!

Okay, Johnny liked this. He was even toe-tapping.

Elvis was a favorite of his - who cared if the impersonation sucked? It was still highly amusing.

THE HYPNOTOAD COMMANDS YOU to come to the stage.

You are a chicken!

Karal wasn't even supposed to be here! He'd just ducked out of the library for a moment, and now he felt this weird compulsion to go up on stage.

As soon as he reached the stage, he stopped, cocking his head sideways and lifting one foot. He was a chicken-- "Brrrrraaawk?" --and his fowl brain knew this wasn't where a chicken belonged.

Robes swirling around him, he scuttled across the stage, tripped on his robes, peered down at himself in confusion, clucking and squawking, then bent over to peck at the floor. Hey, there could be corn!

Since Karal wasn't actually a chicken, this meant he was bopping his nose on the floor, but it seemed to make him happy. "Buck buck buck buck," he said. "Bakawk! Bakawk!"

Chicken!Karal jumped onto a chair, pecked at the chair back, then leapt back onto the stage, elbows flapping wildly, robes flapping almost as wildly, then ran forward to the edge of the stage and peered into the audience. "BAWK BAKAWK! Brrrawk?"

Audience, react!

...Okay, this was going to be bad when he recovered from this, but it was amusing. The nose-bopping was a particular highlight.

The jumping onto a chair was pretty cool, pecking at the floor gross -- just what in the hell was going on around here? Yeah, it might be funny but come on!

THE HYPNOTOAD COMMANDS YOU to come to the stage.

You are a pretty, pretty pony princess (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e3lt686Sr-M).

Sam didn't want to go up to the stage. Sam was perfectly content sitting in the audience and watching everyone else. And yet, there he was, up on the stage, running back and forth on his hands and knees, frolicking and shaking his pretty, pretty mane of hair.

Audience, react!

Dean stared, caught between outrage that the thing had picked on his brother and uncontrollable laughter at the idea of Sammy as a pony princess.

Laughter won out for now.

THE HYPNOTOAD COMMANDS YOU to come to the stage.

You are young Shirley, singing a song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F_RZTusUzM8).

When Victor sat down, he scoffed at the very idea that he could be hypnotized.

And yet he felt the urge to walk to the stage.

And then he felt the urge to sing.

On the good ship lollipop.
Victor started to strut adorably down the stage, putting a finger to a dimple on 'lollipop.' Adorably.

Its a sweet trip to a candy shop
Victor rubbed his stomach as if he was hungry for candy. Adorably.

Where bon-bons play
On the sunny beach of Peppermint Bay.
Victor danced like he was wearing the prettiest grass skirt ever. Then he startted strutting across the stage again. Adorably.

Lemonade stands everywhere.
Crackerjack bands fill the air.
And there you are
Who was waving his arms around like he was pretending to be an airplane? Adorably? Victor, that's who!

Happy landing on a chocolate bar.
Victor danced like he had no clue what the hell that line was supposed to mean.

See the sugar bowl do the tootsie roll
Victor placed his hands on his hips and pointed his elbows out. Adorably.

With the big bad devils food cake.
Victor put his hands out and recoiled in terror! Adorable terror!

If you eat too much ooh ooh
You'll awake with a tummy ache.
Victor rubbed his belly like he had a tummy ache. An adorable tummy ache. The strutting began again. Adorably.

On the good ship lollipop
Its a night trip into bed you hop
Victor hopped to a seated position on the ground, painfully. And adorably.

And dream away
Victor folded his hands together as if to indicate that he was going to nap. Adorably.

On the good ship lollipop!
He held his arms out - adorably - and smiled to the crowd - adorably. This was very likely the last time anyone here would ever see him smile.

Audience, react!

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School Assembly, The Auditorium, Friday afternoon

Lets Get Hypnotised!

Annette Hargrove

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Jack Burton

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Karal Austreben

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Sam Winchester

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Victor von Doom

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