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[personal profile] omgnochecksyet
Just when you thought it was time for the island's collective consciousness to maybe move on from the whole sharkicane thing... along came Homecoming! Well, the theme was actually "Under the Sea", but like the Student Council wasn't going to have glitter-encrusted sharks feature heavily in the decorations? Please.

Of course, it wasn't just sharks: there were plenty of glitter-dolphins, and fish, and octopuses octopi octopodes too. Jellyfish-shaped lights hung from the ceiling, and strategically-placed LED projectors were set up to complete the underwater ambiance.

[ooc: OCD is a go!: Arrive/Mingle | Photographs | Food/Punch | Dancing | Shadowy Corners | Chaperones | Homecoming Court | OOC ]
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Cassandra had not been this nervous about Garik since around this time last year, and she hated it fiercely. She had done nothing wrong. Garik's opinions might have been wrong, but he, too, had done nothing wrong. There was absolutely no reason for their association to feel as tenuous and fragile as it now did, and yet: it did.

Naturally, she arrived at the restaurant fifteen minutes early, wearing clothes she had switched out several times before finally saying to Hell with it and settling on a nice long eggplant sweater and loose trousers, hair loose, and... dithering. Largely with the hair, which got in the way and was irritating on so many levels. Why had she bothered? It was far more practical to keep it up.

Maker. And she was still standing outside the restaurant and Garik hadn't even shown up yet. How was she supposed to make it through the evening?

[[ cass is here for the one mentioned. taste of thai is open for other business too, though! ]]
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The bulky booze reserves Tamsin had reeled in during their last stop had no real end in sight. So great was their wealth that this time around, they'd actually just put wine and beer barrels out to function as tables across the community center.

The decorations were nice, though. Just a dusting of gold and blue glitter, nice tablecloths, and a wide selection of food. That was all you needed, right?

[ocd up!| Arrive/Pick Up A Name Tag | Food/Open Bar | Dance Floor | Dark Corners | OOC]]
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Hope you packed all your raptor-proof clothing, kids! It's another semester, another trip, and the school wasn't responsible for providing you with anti-raptor gear. So.

Atton was the first to arrive on the scene, which annoyed him to no end. He sat his luggage down, sat down on the luggage, and looked around.

Right. Time to assemble, kids.

[[ la la la fall trip! open for all your gathering up needs ]]
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Face had arrived bright and early at the restaurant, mostly because he didn't want Cassandra to think he was a no show if she got there first, a small bouquet in hand.

In his own, not so modest opinion, he thought he'd cleaned-up well for tonight. He wasn't wearing his best suit (or the blue one), but a trousers, tunic, and vest combo that he thought hit the right balance between making an effort and overdoing things.

So now he had everything he needed for what he hoped would be a successful date, except the actual date.

[For the daaaaaate, but open restaurant is open.]
[identity profile] needfully-yours.livejournal.com
The researchers had the message loud and clear from the telepaths: they would find what they were seeking on the Causeway, just past the corner of the parking lot. Over there, near an unusual-looking car, where it had been sitting unperturbed for nearly a month, now.

It was a sapling.

It was tiny, but twisted, and there was an air of malevolence about it. The ground underneath had a dark, unnatural color. The sapling was wrong, evil, even. It certainly shouldn't be here.

Uprooting the Sapling and Confronting Gaunt )

(AND THAT'S IT! Preplayed by the fantabulous [livejournal.com profile] psychic_wonder, [livejournal.com profile] nobloodymessiah, [livejournal.com profile] gavegoodface, [livejournal.com profile] dauntless_four, [livejournal.com profile] bitten_notshy, and [livejournal.com profile] nuclear_snide. NFI, broadcast is a-okay, OOC is love! THIS IS THE END, expect a post-mortem post going up momentarily! IT'S OVER!)
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It was Valentine's Day, and love was in the air! Or pollen. Love pollen? Something like that, anyway. It wasn't like the holiday cared any, after all. Not when there was a dance to be had. And this year's dance had just the thing to take everybody's mind off of that pesky pollen!

That's right, dancing. Which, to the uninitiated, might seem a bit redundant for a dance, but Town Hall wasn't having any of that. The whole place was decorated to look like a dance club, complete with funky blue mood lighting and laser lights. Glowsticks were optional, glitter was everywhere and might or might not be an excellent excuse for boykissy, and the music tracks tonight seemed to be a selection of Marvin Gaye and Barry White music... Along with a selection of songs from Lords of Acid.

One did not question the dance. The dance knew what music the students needed today.

[ Arrival/Mingling | Photographer | Punch & Food | Dance Floor | Shadowy Corners | Chaperones | OOC ]
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Upon entering the Town Hall tonight, dance attendees might notice a very definite theme tonight! A very definite, very sparkly theme tonight, with enough glitter strewn around the place that there were, in fact, glitterdrifts piling up around the edges of the dance floor. Everything was glittery, or sequiny, or rhinestoney, with a sort of sci-fi punk sensibility about it. Ish.

You'd be surprised how difficult it was to find 'Glitterpunk' as a genre on google for reference.

Welcome to Homecoming 2014
GLITTERPUNK!



Whatever that meant!

[Have at it! Arrivals & Mingling | Photographs | Drinks & Noms | Dancing | Dark Corners | Chaperones | Homecoming Court | OOC]
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The school had instructed everyone going on the fall break trip to gather up at the causeway late on Sunday afternoon.

There was a little designated area for the luggage to the right, while students and teachers could gather up on the left. There'd been an instruction about winter wear in the invite, too - hopefully everyone had complied, considering their destination.

Now it was just a matter of waiting for the portal.

[[ open for all trip-goers. first trip post will go up later today. ]]
[identity profile] craftyladyparts.livejournal.com
A sign was posted at the front door:

Caritas Presents:
3 MINUTE DATES


Jessica walked into the bar right before 8:00 and strode up to Tino. "It's not happening, okay? I'm not signing up. I'm here for a drink. That's it. Maybe some spectating."

Tino handed her some notecards and pointed to the stage where the band was starting to play. "What is this?" A spotlight swung out to the bar to focus on Jessica. "Wait. No."

Tino nodded.

"Fuck you, Tino," Jessica sighed. But whatever, she was just hosting all of a sudden. It could be worse. She walked up to the stage and started flipping through the note cards. "Not reading this. Not reading this? Who was this even written for? Anyway, it's Three Minute Dates. Find each other, talk to each other, you'll hear some kind of noise, and apparently the names will be shown up here on stage. Great! So I don't even have to stay up here and read every... Dammit, my name's up there, isn't it?"

From the bar, Tino shrugged.

After this was over, Jessica was going to web Tino's pants in such a way that he wouldn't be able to get them off for hours. That would show him.

[The Bar Before the Dates | Round 1 | Round 2 | Round 3 | Round 4 | Round 5 | OOC]
[Regular post-dates Caritas post]

[OOC: Three minutes = ten comments total, five per person. You don't need to do your threads chronologically, but try not to Joss yourself.

Epic OCD is beginning. HAS ENDED! GO FORTH AND LAY YOUR SEED. Um. Wll, not right away. Maybe later. Talk first.

If I made a blatant mistake, like skipping a character completely for a round or posting a pairing twice, feel free to grab me on AIM or in the OOC thread and I'll make a quick fix. Remember, attacks on your dates will get you teleported elsewhere on the island.

Also remember that most playing should happen on Saturday, but if you need to finish things up on Sunday, that's fine.

A regular post-dates Caritas post will go up Saturday afternoon sometime.]

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