fandomhigh | Official Homecoming Carnival Post

Welcome to the Fandom High Homecoming Carnival ~~which we're pretty much forced to do because this school has no legit sports teams to have a pep rally for, you losers~~!

Alright, so we've got a TON of activities planned for you all today. We've got a dunk tank, a kissing booth, and, well, a big and shiny 'Wheel of Morality' that I'm not quite sure what to do with, but feel free to play with it. There's also carnival food set ups- so go eat cotton candy and ice cream. Well, as much as you can and still fit into your outfits tonight. ~~And, because some students were concerned, there are no clowns at the carnival besides those that we see around school every day. I don't think I'm allowed to ban students, sorry~~

And, of course, all of this is leading up to the first-ever Fandom High Homecoming Dance! Make sure you voted for King and Queen! ~~And by that I mean for me and Rover~~

(OOC Note- The posts are up now. Obviously, this takes place in the afternoon when you don't have classes, before the dance. So, have some fun, kiss and dunk some poor individuals, and then head over to the dance. This is set up similarly to the amazing debate yesterday, and I'm sure we can keep it just as organized today.)

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Dunk the Tick himself!

Tick is sitting on the seat in the tank, wearing one of those ridiculous red-and-white striped unitard swimsuits and a pair of swim goggles... over his costume. Dunking him might feel keen.

Cameron wandered over to the tank and smiled slightly, this was too good to pass up. "Care for a swim, sir Tick?"

Give it your best shot, chum!

Yes, sir. *picks up a ball, weighs it in his hand and then throws*

*Ball hits the target, dropping Tick into the water. He lands on his feet, standing chest deep in water.*

They should've built a bigger tank.

Cameron blinks at the effect and then laughs. "Thanks, sir. That was... keen."

Marty approaches and lays down his Money.

"Hey Tick! Mind if I toss a few?"

Feel free, Judd Nelson!

Marty picks up a ball, flares his nostrils "Bender Style" and throws the ball at the target.

*The ball hits dead-center. Tick, learning a lesson in height differentials from Cam's throw, curls up in cannon-ball position this time. All the water flies up from the tank, most of it coming straight back down and soaking Tick to a frankly ridiculous degree. Some of the water does the same to people within a 10 foot radius of the tank. Those people didn't have goggles like Tick did, though.*

Re: Dunk Tank- The Tick

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Angela sees the Tick and giggles. "Can I have a try?" she calls to him.

*Tick could swear that Molly Ringwald was asking to dunk him. He must be seeing things strangely through the goggles.*

Go right ahead and give it a shot!

Angela picks up the ball, tosses it in her hand a few times, and throws it -- overhand, but hard -- at the target.

"Try again Princess!" Marty shouts over from Rory's dunk tank.

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*The ball just barely hits the target. But a hit is a hit, and the Tick is dunked.*

*There is a loud smack as Tick hits the water.*

Ugh. Belly flop.

Good job, Molly!

Rory walks over from her own tank, dripping water everywhere.

"Hello, sir!" she calls out, picking up a ball and rolling it between her hands. "Did you get the flowers? I would've thanked you in person, but...I, y'know, wasn't awake and stuff," she says, blushing.

Hello, Rory! I did get them! They smell like Justice!

How are you feeling?

"I'm fine," she says, still playing idly with the ball. "My head doesn't hurt, but I get to have this," she points to the (waterproof) bandage on her forehead, "show up in all my pictures."

"And...I suppose smelling like Justice is good. Certainly better than smelling like...I don't know, Evil or something," she adds, grinning.

She tosses the ball in the air. "Would it be a total reversal of power if your sidekick dunked you?" she asks with a mischievous smile.

Actually, Evil smells sweet, but its odor slowly suffocates you. Weird, but true.

Go ahead and take a shot!

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[OOC:

They smell like Justice!

*dies*
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Parker wanders by again after having dunked John a few hours before. "Professor?" Heh. She hefts a ball. "Good to see you!"

Hello, Parker! Sorry I didn't get a chance to help out the Beautification meeting! My schedule was all full!

"Awwwww. We missed you, sir. We really did. If you'd been there, I'm sure there wouldn't have been a Polka Attack."

Polk Attack?

*Tick's mind races with thoughts of zombie Presidents.*

*Tick shudders.*

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