http://idontlooktired.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] idontlooktired.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2007-09-14 06:56 pm
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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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[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-14 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thanks. I appreciate it," he said with a smile.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)
It took Cassandra a moment to realize that he had taken her to be at least partially joking. She had been dead serious, but she managed a little smile anyway.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:11 pm (UTC)(link)
He matched her grin, wondering if she was as nervou--confident as he was. If she moved closer, he'd put his arm around her or have it broken, and if she moved away...at least he tried.

He didn't think about what he'd do if she didn't move in either direction.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
A quick glance told her what he was thinking, and so Cassandra very carefully didn't move. She was having a hard enough time repressing the urge to hit him and get some distance as it was, and she didn't need him making any sudden moves. Or, perhaps more accurately, he didn't need him to make any sudden moves.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Did they say what this was for?" he asked. "Is this a regular type thing?" He had no clue.

On a lot of things.

But at least he wasn't moving suddenly. Or at all.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Lucky for both of them!

Cassandra shrugged a "I have no idea" sort of shrug.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack tilted his head at the stage in a "Let's just see what happens" kinda way. It was an assembly. How exciting could it be?

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
It wouldn't be long at all before they found out (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/1516261.html?thread=92836581#t92836581).
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