http://drywitmartini.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] drywitmartini.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2006-05-08 10:40 am
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Fandom High Graduation Ceremony Class of 2006 - Monday night

[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.

Re: Uh-Oh

[identity profile] wannabelawyer.livejournal.com 2006-05-09 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
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 -


Re: Uh-Oh

[identity profile] fh-anonymous.livejournal.com 2006-05-09 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
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.

Re: Uh-Oh

[identity profile] emo-padawan.livejournal.com 2006-05-09 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"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...

Re: Uh-Oh

[identity profile] fh-anonymous.livejournal.com 2006-05-09 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
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.