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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He took a step back, but you couldn't be a decent Viking out on the oceans if you couldn't handle a little bit of wind, even if the wind...came out of a stick. Huh.

"Vindgangur Ólafs er sterkari en það, stúlka!" he taunted.

[OOC: Olaf's flatulence is stronger than that, girl!]

"That's what she said." It was an automatic response. She couldn't help it.

Since the first spell didn't work, she decided to try another. Whipping her wand around, Alex shot a bolt of lightning at the Viking. It was another attempt to shove him backwards, not hurt him -- that badly, at least.

"Með horny hatt Þórs, hvað er með allar eldingar?" Skamkel complained from where he rested on the ground.

[OOC: By Thor's horny hat, what is with all the lightning?]

"Stay," Alex commanded, as she made for the weapons and happened to get her hands on a bat. If he was planning on swinging that sword again, at least she could block it now.

"Stelpurnar eru hér meina," he whined, then swiped out at her legs with the sword.

[OOC: The girls here are mean.]

Edited 2011-05-01 02:06 (UTC)

Alex squeaked and managed to jump away from the sword just in time. "Hey, I need those!" Seriously, she was short to begin with. No need to make her smaller.

She decided to make use of her bat and took a swing at him, hoping it connected. "How do you like it?"

He had a great deal of things he'd like to say to answer her question (he didn't speak English, but some questions are fairly universal), but her shot had clipped him right in the helmet and left him just a little bit, um, unconscious.

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