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fandomhigh2012-04-28 11:26 am
bigdamnprincipal) wrote in fandomhigh2012-04-28 11:26 am
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Fandom High Graduation Ceremony, Class of 2012, Early Saturday Evening (Part 2)
Were you all enjoying your graduation, children? Ingvar certainly hoped you were. It was so much fun, after all! Though... it could be a little more fun, couldn't it? It felt as if something was missing somehow. Something to really make it... fun.
Ingvar knew what it was.
And so, while the graduates were still on and around the stage, the earth began to rumble. Large black clouds of smoke pushed out of Ingvar's volcano and into the air, obscuring the sky and the moon. Soon, the air was covered in a thick black blanket of darkness.
The tune of the rumbling shifted.
Around the stage, clear protective walls sprung up. This was not Fandom's first tango on graduation day, thank you. She knew how to take care of what was hers.
Unfortunately, Ingvar knew its mother well. Moments later, it began to rain: a thick downpour of familiar plastic poppets in varying levels of creepiness, but also nice, brown, fluffy ...red-eyed, sharp-clawed teddy bears. And leading the charge, teeth-first--
"DROP BEARS!"
[OCD is up! Have at it! Audience | Grads: Fight! | Grads: Hide! | Aftermath | OOC 1 | OOC 2]
Ingvar knew what it was.
And so, while the graduates were still on and around the stage, the earth began to rumble. Large black clouds of smoke pushed out of Ingvar's volcano and into the air, obscuring the sky and the moon. Soon, the air was covered in a thick black blanket of darkness.
The tune of the rumbling shifted.
Around the stage, clear protective walls sprung up. This was not Fandom's first tango on graduation day, thank you. She knew how to take care of what was hers.
Unfortunately, Ingvar knew its mother well. Moments later, it began to rain: a thick downpour of familiar plastic poppets in varying levels of creepiness, but also nice, brown, fluffy ...red-eyed, sharp-clawed teddy bears. And leading the charge, teeth-first--
"DROP BEARS!"
[OCD is up! Have at it! Audience | Grads: Fight! | Grads: Hide! | Aftermath | OOC 1 | OOC 2]
Re: Graduates: FIGHT!
"GHRLEGLEEEEE?"
It still had ears, though, so it could flail flamily toward the sound of her voice.
Re: Graduates: FIGHT!
"I mean, really, brains?" She wrinkled her nose. "Ew. Why do you eat brains, anyway?"
Re: Graduates: FIGHT!
Because...
WHOOOOOOOOSH!
"ARRRRGHGHGHGHGHG!"
FOOOOOM!
How was it supposed to answer because I don't have any of my own left, duh when it was too busy being crisped to a cotton-ploy-blend cinder?