fandomhigh | Fandom High Graduation Ceremony, Class of 2011, Saturday Early Evening PART 2!

Once all the graduates had returned to their seats, with their diplomas, Zoe turned to address the audience.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present --- ee da tuo da bien!”

No one should translate that. Just know that it wasn’t Chinese for ‘funky looking red and green spacecraft twice the size of the school that just zoomed in to hover above the lawn.’

A beam of eerie green light shining down from it, straight onto the stage, and from that pool of light stepped... no, surged, a horde of men in hairy, horny helmets, waving battle axes and growling in ...something Nordic? Eric could tell you, if he could make it to the stage, but unfortunately ? Not so much.

Those other beams of light that shot from the ship took care of that issue. Both the audience bleachers and the area of the stage roped off for the faculty were enclosed by shimmering fields of energy that let air and light through, but were frustratingly solid to the touch.

Sadly for the graduates, there was no annoying force-field separating them from the hairy-hatted men -- who were headed straight for the Fandom High Class of 2011.

[Open for your umlaut-ridden pleasure! Audience | Grads: Fight! | Grads: Hide! | Aftermath | OOC]

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Bruni made a loud, offended noise. How dare the frog touch his helmet! It had been in his family for...well, a lot of generations! He wasn't really one for counting. He swatted at his helmet, trying to grab Robin to be able to pull him off.

Robin dodged out of the way of the swat, now clinging to the back of the helmet.

Muppets didn't do most things like normal creatures. Fighting was one of those things.

The problem now was, Bruni was very attached to his helmet, figuratively and literally. He loved it so much that it was very well stuck on his head, so no one could steal it, and Robin clinging to the back threw off his balance quite a bit. Bruni went tumbling backwards, landing with a grunt. "Ég ætla að fá þér, tala þú froskur!*" he yelled, rolling and trying to get back up again.

[[*I'm going to get you, you talking frog!]]

Robin had survived being stepped on by a dinosaur, so he wasn't even fazed by the Viking's fall.

He crawled up to the rim of the helmet, just above the Viking's eyes. He looked into the man's face and asked;

"Are you okay?"

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