http://suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2010-09-17 06:30 am
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StuCo Elections | School Lobby

Just before first period, Barney, his booth, and a half dozen signs encouraging students to VOTE HERE appeared like magic in the lobby of the school.

If it wasn't for that special something in his coffee, Barney didn't think he'd make it through the day of holding vigil over the ballot box. He knew from experience there would be no trouble, but just in case, he had Fraser on speed dial.

Someone give that man something to do other than talk about Canadaland. Ah, if only Barney knew about the evil fish.

[OOC: See voting rules as described on the ballot! Feel free to ping in and play out casting your votes or dance around begging for votes, but note that I'm mostly afk until 8pmish.]
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[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 12:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Quinn didn't officially need to run -- and she was more than a little proud of herself for having already scared off the competition -- but that didn't mean she wouldn't set up a little table in the lobby with trays of white-iced cupcakes bedecked with red Qs. A sign on the table said "Complements the Quinn Fabray for Junior Representative Campaign. Ethical, energetic, and effective." After all, doing less would seem like slacking.

She loitered by the table, ready to shake hands and kiss babies, or whatever you actually did when you didn't need to convince people to vote for you.

[identity profile] rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Rilla, dressed very carefully in her best green dress with a terribly fetching straw hat (though it was getting to be close to the end of the season for summer hats), had bought cookies from J,GOB, and was prepared to distribute them to anyone claiming to be a freshman.

[identity profile] talks-backwards.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Zee was there, behind a table and serving hot chocolate. Hot magic chocolate had been her idea, but apparently she was better off with only casting a small spell to keep them hot, and probably make the drinkers warmer and fuzzier...if they were fuzzy to begin with. She was excited about he whole deal, but decided that whatever the result, it had been fun.
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