Game, FH Gym, 1 p.m. FHT

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

The gym was ready for the game assuming nothing crazy happened during detention, with a shiny floor, clean new nets, and two perfect basketballs lolling about. Everything was ready for the rematch between the blue and gold gremlins. Last time, gold had eked out a victory; this time, it was anyone's game.

Play ball.

[OOC: Wait for OCD. This post is open throughout the day; a post for the second half will be made when we're ready for it.]

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Re: Cheerleaders check in and chat

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

"Oh no!" Marie's jaw dropped.

Re: Cheerleaders check in and chat

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia stepped back from the stick like it might explode. "What happens if it touches the ground?"

Re: Cheerleaders check in and chat

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

"I don't know," Marie said. "But it's bad luck."

Re: Cheerleaders check in and chat

[nadiathesaint]

Bad luck? In Fandom?

She was screwed.

The whistle blew for the start of the game, and Nadia flinched, then doubled over.

Re: Cheerleaders check in and chat

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

"Nadia? Are you okay?" Marie asked, hovering over her nervously.

Re: Cheerleaders check in and chat

[nadiathesaint]

The mascot costume seemed to deflate, and moments later a gremlin, an actual gremlin, clawed its way out of the costume.

It hissed at Marie and then skittered off under the bleachers.

Re: Cheerleaders check in and chat

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

Marie stared in horror. That couldn't be good.