Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part I

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

If anyone had hoped for good weather for the picnic, their wish had been granted as the day turned out to be sunny and warm. Everything had been cleaned up, spiffed up and bedazzled dazzled made as perfect as possible for the new arrivals. They deserved at least a few moments of pleasantness before the weirdness started to sink in.

May whatever deity they believed in help them now.

As usual, there were long tables set up with food and drinks, a table of nametags, and two signs: one listing the Big Sibling/Little Sibling pairings, and one listing rooms and roommates for the new students. With everything in place, the picnic was ready to begin.

[OCD is up!! This is part one of the picnic, specifically for meeting siblings, roommates, and teachers. The rest of the picnic is happening here and here, in an effort to keep browsers from breaking for as long as possible.]

Comments

Re: Meet Your Big/Little Sibling (Spring 2009)

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

"I myself had fairy wings and a very strange sort of wig," she confessed. "It's a shame Halloween is only once a year."

Re: Meet Your Big/Little Sibling (Spring 2009)

[lovemykilt]

"Hey, nothing says you can't dress weird any time you want."

Re: Meet Your Big/Little Sibling (Spring 2009)

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps I shall break out the fairy wings on Tuesday, for no reason at all," she mused. "It seems a shame to have them and never wear them."

Re: Meet Your Big/Little Sibling (Spring 2009)

[lovemykilt]

"That's the spirit. If you do, I totally wanna see."

Re: Meet Your Big/Little Sibling (Spring 2009)

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

"I promise to notify you directly," she said loyally. "Oh! That does remind me. I'm in room five-eleven should you need anything, and needing anything, I leave entirely to your discretion. Where are yourself and Naomi to be?"

Re: Meet Your Big/Little Sibling (Spring 2009)

[lovemykilt]

Her speech patterns took a little bit of getting used to, but once he caught the rhythm, he had no trouble following her.

"211. So right below you, by, like, three floors, I guess."