fandomhigh | Fandom High Graduation Ceremony Class of 2006

[OOC: This post is open for slow-play. Take your time and please remember that this is all about the seniors!]

As the sun disappeared below the horizon on Monday evening, large, bright lights came on, illuminating the front lawn of Fandom High. There was a stage area with several chairs for the administration and special guests, as well as a podium and microphone. On the grass in front of the stage are rows and rows of chairs for parents, guardians, siblings and friends of the graduating seniors, as well as enough chairs for any faculty, townies and students who decide to attend. There is an aisle free down the middle and reserved seats in the front row for the graduating seniors.

All in all, the place looks fantastic decked out in blue and gold thanks to the efforts of the freshmen on the graduation committee.

Oh yes. Then there's the inflatable gremlin filled with helium off to the side that's the size of the building. It looks kind of cute, actually, just floating there while tied to the ground.

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The gremlin frowned and looked sadly at Chloe when she insulted it. Green it would give her, but ugly? It quit trying to get up and reached for her instead. She'd see ugly then.

Making a highly undignified "eep" noise, Chloe scrambled out of the way. "Oh, so you're slow too, huh?" she said, looking around and wondering if there was anything she could possibly throw at it.

As Chloe moved out of its reach, it went back to trying to push up off the ground so that it could go after her.

Piper rushed over to the gremlin when it was about to go after her roommate. Without another thought, she threw her hands out as if to blow it up.

The blast hit the gremlin in the arm it was currently using to support itself and it went down again. If one were to look carefully, one would see that it now had a large area on its arm where the fabric looked crackled instead of smooth and shiny.

This time, Piper attempted to freeze the gremlin before it had a change to get back up.

And now the gremlin could no longer move its other arm. Since it had just put that hand down to push up with, it was again unable to stand up.

The thing looked contained, but Xander had seen way too many monsters, and, frankly, way too many horror movies, to just accept that without checking. Especially since Ivanova was still down, and didn't look in any condition to make it to safety if the gremlin went after her again.

He crept forward from behind Piper, and tested whether it was faking or not, the easiest way he could think of.

"Hey, you!" he called. "I heard your mom was dating one of the guys in the Zombie Band, but he dumped her 'cause he couldn't stand the smell. That true?"

The gremlin roared again. How dare he insult its mother! [Don't ask. Just don't.]

Shaking the arm frozen by Piper, it was able to regain enough movement to try and take a swing at Xander.

So, not down then. Yay. No wait, why exactly was that yay? That was a little more like crap, wasn't it?

Xander ducked, and, hoping he could at least enrage it into swinging wild, yelled, "The sad thing is he dumped her after his nose fell off!"

The gremlin roared again and halted the swing at Xander to pound its fist onto the ground in anger. It was going to squash him like a bug.

With its injured arm by its side, it put the other hand back on the ground and started to push itself up again.

Callisto, having finally managed to get her concealed sword untangled (stupid flowy robes) lunged towards the gremlin, jabbing at its hand. "You don't interupt my speech!"

The gremlin jerked the hand out of the way and brought its other arm up as a defense. Not real smart considering the patch of fabric weakened by Piper's blast.

"Another thing," Callisto caught sight of the weak patch and plunged her sword towards it. "No manhandling my boyfriend!"

The tip of Callisto's sword easily pierced the crackled area. With a sound of ripping plasticy fabric, the injured arm burst. A mighty rush of air poured forth from the gaping wound. The gremlin roared again, this time in frustration and pain.

Seeing that the gremlin was apparently going down, Lindsey did the only reasonable thing. He burst into song. Like you do.

I've paid my dues -
Time after time -
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime -
And bad mistakes
I've made a few
I've had my share of sand kicked in my face -
But I've come through

We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting - till the end -
We are the champions -
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions - of the world -

The gremlin had been trying to stop the bleed of air by grasping the injured arm with its free hand, but it really hated that song (it was the last song the Zombie band had been playing right before that guy dumped its mom [Again, don't ask. I said don't!]).

With another roar, the gremlin put it's good hand up to cover one ear. The injured arm made an attempt to do the same, but just continued to flap with escaping air.

"What. The. Hell," Anakin gritted out.

But music had been working...he reached into the Force and summoned his banthabell from his room (it's not like he'd bring that with him or something).

Then he stood there glaring and ringing the thing as hard as he could.

If he had a credit for every time he'd had to do this at some kind of diplomatic function...

The gremlin roared again, but it was kind of weak now. The injured arm flailed about which did nothing to stop the air from escaping. The gremlin was now slowly sagging to the ground, roars getting weaker and weaker as it's head collapsed in on itself.

Fandom High Graduation Ceremony Class of 2006 - Monday night

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