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puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

There was no bouncer at the entrance to the Community Center, all the better for any underclassmen to sneak into the night's festivities and pray that their own official final dance in Fandom would be half so...red. To be technical, the shade was rust.

Thankfully to the more practical among the StuCo Prom Committee, the Mars theme lended itself to plenty of starry twinkle lights and a decadant foggy mist rising from the dance floor that might just help the chaperones in their quest to look the other way when students got too handsy. That was really all that mattered at an event like this. Well, other than the food on hand and the ability for the punch to merge well with whatever spirits were 'accidentally' dropped into over the course of the evening.

For this was a night to be remembered! Even if all that stuck in the memories of the students was the terrifying spacemen floating around the giant papier mache Mars that dangled in place of a disco ball over the dance floor. Or perhaps it would be the fantastic flavor of the fiery fountain of cherry pie filling. Fake fire, of course, but the filling? Totally real and delicious. Even if it looked a little too much like fiery blood for some people.

Welcome to your 2012 Fandom High Senior Prom!

[ Arrive + Mingle | Photography | Punch + Pie | Chaperones | Dancing | Shadowy Corners | OOC1 | ~~PSST: Go vote!~~ | Post2 ]

Current Mood: pleased

endsthegame

( And then they found a mirror, and a book, and something to do with both. )

~

( And so with a flash of light, one team found themselves in a dark and drab swamp... the other, in another place entirely. )

[[ just a little bit more in the ocd, and after that, stay tuned... but already I offer a great big thank you to everyone who signed on to do this. you were absolutely magnificent. ]]

endsthegame

( In which Finale Team 1 accidentally strolls onto a mountain. With dragons. And zombies. )

[[ more in the ocd... ]]

bigdamnprincipal

For as long as Zoe could remember, she'd always had to be the solid one in any given group. When Wash had died, she'd known instantly that she couldn't let her emotions show in front of anyone but the ghost in her quarters. It was Mal's job to fly off the handle, to swear and shoot people, and it was her job to be a rock, and to bring him back to stability.

In Fandom, the situation was very much the same every time something terrible happened. Zoe knew that no matter how bad things got, she had to be strong, because falling apart in front of the students, or even the teachers, just wasn't an option.

Which, she supposed, made Anakin her Mal here, if only because imagining Deadpool in tight pants made Zoe's brain do things it oughtn't.

Cameron was gone. Her family was gone. Only Grace was left, and that was because Zoe wasn't letting her more than an arms length away. Her ~~handwavey~~ radio call for an emergency town hall meeting wasn't just about gathering information and rallying everyone together, although it was certainly damn time for that. Hopefully, it would provide a good head count for who was still left on the island. However many people came, it wouldn't be enough to make Zoe feel better, but maybe it would be a start.

[OCD is up! Have at it!]

sith_happened

Anakin came back from Connecticut with a new sense of purpose (and a deep hatred of the idiots who drove on I-95), several 2x4s, a hammer, and some paper.

A few minutes of banging later and Anakin had a giant bulletin board...thing.

In big bold letters he labeled one giant sheet of paper "CONFIRMED DISAPPEARANCES" and the other "RETURNING FANDOMITES."

He took a deep breath before scrawling information under the disappearances, then tacking up two dated photographs of the people in question on the blank area on the board he'd left for that purpose. For some reason it seemed vital that someone other than him remember what they looked like too.

He placed a piece of glass down over the sheets of paper (no use going to this much trouble if things would just get blown away or wet) and headed back to the trooper station to catch up on what he'd missed the last few days.

[OOC: And now we have an IC place to link to the information dropped characters and alumni are leaving in voicemails! Please hold for OCD.]

Current Mood: busy

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

Glitter encrusted moosen stood guard in the entry to the transformed Town Hall, reminding all those in attendance that the night was about all things Canadian. Or things the Student Council had deemed Canadian - plus a whole lot of glitter.

Sparkly red maple leaves and paper geese hung from irridescent streamers, setting off the food tables as very much separate from the raised dance floor in case the terrifying papier-mâché beaver didn't make it obvious that the timbits were for eating. Or for dunking in the maple syrup fountain. Beyond pure sugar, there were plenty of bite-size portioned food and nonalcoholic beverages to push the theme into the bellies of all, no matter how tight the dresses!

Beyond the dance floor, the shadowy corners glowed with the twinkle of glittery maple leaf garland and a Joni Mitchell inspired moose that had been strategically positioned to look rather tragic in its lyric-covered glory. Yes, glory. For the evening was to be glorious. Or at the very least entertaining.

Welcome to your 2011 Homecoming Dance!

[ Arrive + Mingle | Photography | Drinks + Snacks | Chaperones | Dancing | Shadowy Corners | OOC | ~~PSST: Go vote!~~ | Post2 ]

Current Mood: shocked

rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com

There were more glittery moose decorations than you could shake a stick at (not that the Student Council recommended shaking a stick at a moose) and the slight breeze from the crisp fall day was making some of the decorative maple leaves rustle around the many booths that had been placed in the park.

After you've had your fill of games and food, who wouldn't want to throw a ball or a pie at Jamie Madrox? And other people, of course, but mostly Jamie!

[Post I | Kissing Booths | Dunk Tanks | Pie Tossing | OOC]

Current Mood: excited

charming_thief

solo_sword

Jaina had known staying in Fandom any more than a couple days was going to make things messy back home thanks to the time difference, but she didn't really realize how much. She'd gone about her business, part of which was stopping in at JGOB for coffee and something quick to eat. Then she'd made the mistake of checking her messages while waiting. And found that she had twice as many as she'd replied to yesterday.

So now she had decided to just stay here for a while, reading up on stuff on her datapad so she could get caught up on everything she needed to. It was really not an unfamiliar sight with her.

[So open.]

thegirl-onfire.livejournal.com

Katniss was doing everything in her power to forget that she only had until Friday to prepare. Of course, she'd still train with Peeta and Haymitch when she reached Twelve, but the reaping was only a few days after that. And Fandom's resources were about to become a lost cause to her. She kept thinking of loose ends to tie up -- people she wanted to say goodbye to, strategies she needed to consider. It was more the latter that she found herself dwelling on, as the former was too painful.

And so Monday night, she went to the gym to wait for Jaina. While Katniss was stronger and faster than she'd been before the Quell had been announced, her actual one-on-one training opposite other people had been limited. She knew she couldn't rely too heavily on being able to hide this time, since not only would she be with Peeta the whole time (and she knew how good he was at hiding, sure, but it was likely that all the other victors had perfectly functional hearing), but they all would have seen her strategy the first time around. Hopefully this would help with that complacency, and give her an idea of how she might fare.

Even if she didn't think she'd probably get much opportunity to do so in the arena, when she arrived at the gym, Katniss started stretching out. It would hardly do to pull something now and have to nurse it for the weeks leading up to the Games.

[she's here for Jaina but open gym is open!]

solo_sword

Jaina wasn't letting any of yesterday's down feeling get to her today, because she repressed like a champ. Besides, her last shift here wasn't till next week, and so any melancholy could at the very least be postponed.

Besides, tonight Tino was playing experimental bartender again. He'd be quiet for a while as he mixed something up, then shove something at Jaina for her to try it. There were very, very small sips happening, because he was so obviously having an off night. And then there was a lot of water drinking because she refused to have that aftertaste for more than a second, ew.

Of course she also didn't know Tino was doing it on purpose. Oops.

Current Mood: guinea pigging

glacial_queen

Due to any number of factors, Karla and Warren had been planning to celebrate their shared birthday a little early this year. They didn't want to interfere with people's graduation or vacation plans, as a last hurrah before finals, making sure their off-island friends would be able to attend ~~mun failure at remembering her own character's birthday~~, all of these had convinced them to throw their birthday party a few days before it actually occurred. As a party, it was intended to be just as much of a celebration of the approaching end of the semester as a birthday party.

What they hadn't intended was the entire island turning into small children over that same weekend. It was a good thing that credit cards and bank accounts had already been charged before hand, or things might have gotten really awkward. As it was, the company hired to make sure the party went off without a hitch got to Fandom, set-up, and drove off before realizing that anything was amiss.

Which was probably for the best, as it meant they didn't have to watch their equipment become slowly transformed into kidlet-appropriate games and activities by Fandom's magic. What had been a party setup designed to appeal to a bunch of jaded teens had become a brightly-colored wonderland of kids' toys.

Don't worry, though. There was still cake.

[Up super-early for epic SP!]

solo_sword

Jaina hadn't had any reason to notice anything was different for a while. It wasn't till she went in to work and found the zombie band had ceased to actually play their instruments tonight, unless hitting play on an endless loop of a Kids Bop CD counted. Normally that'd be strange enough, but when she started to ask what was going on, she looked behind the bar and saw... who she was pretty sure was Tino, all of about five years old, sipping on juice. And yes, Jaina swiped the glass from him just long enough to make sure that it was juice. In fact, all the alcohol had turned into kid-friendly drinks.

So, it was going to be one of those weekends, apparently. Jaina was torn between being glad she was herself, being disappointed she wasn't nine (hush, being a kid was fun) and wondering if Fandom wasn't piling on the weird this month just because it knew she was leaving.

[I am home and I wanna play with kiddies!]

Current Mood: surprised

fratboybitch.livejournal.com

After what was sure to be a busy day of catching up with family and guests, the local community center was lit up and now open for everyone to come enjoy the party. The decorations inside weren't overly garish or weird and long tables dotted with food and drinks lined the walls. Music was playing and a disco ball spun in the middle of the dance floor.

The night was young and the party was about to get into full swing! Come stop by!

[OCD is a go! Food & Drinks | Mingle | Dance | OOC]

Current Mood: amused

fratboybitch.livejournal.com

Alex had woken up to some rambling text message from Dean Stinson about seizing the day and taking advantage of the warm weather to set up something for everyone down on the beach. When he'd become the dean's lackey, he didn't know but he actually got to it. It wasn't his money he was spending, after all. The first thing he'd done was plaster signs announcing the luau all over the dorms and town to let people know it was happening.

So, after a few quick hours of setup, the beach was now looking like a real luau was taking place. Tiki torches led the way to the beach, doing their best to provide lighting when the sun fell and to keep bugs away. Several tiki bars were laid out across an area of the beach, serving up drinks (yes, there was alcohol since adults were invited) and even conversation to those that might want it.

Palm trees with string lights had also been set up to make the luau more authentic. And, of course, there were several tables containing all sorts of ~~moddable~~ food for the partygoers to enjoy.

The weather was amazing and the luau was on!

[OCD is up! This is for all students, teachers and townies so everyone can have fun!]

Current Mood: hot

puppy_fair

"Alright, guys!" Zack's arms were crossed over his chest as he looked around the streets. ~~Handwavey~~ Messages had been left on the phones of anybody who had exchanged numbers at past Reserve meetings, Martial or Magic, and people had been told to bring whatever they needed in order to go zombie-fish hunting. "This is kind of like the time we had alligators burping goldfish, but this time, there aren't any gators, and the fish mean business. I don't want anybody setting off to face them down on their own, you hear me?"

He casually ducked as a swarm of piranha zipped by, where his head had been a moment before.

Karla sent a flare of Sapphire power after the swarm, dropping them in mid-air. Hello! They were talking here! No reason to be man-eating and rude.

"There's no reason for anyone to keep fighting while injured, or anything like that, so if you get bit or something, head back to the dorms or the clinic and have someone stitch you back up," Karla continued. "The last thing any of us want is some kind of suppurating flesh wound. They're gross."

While Karla spoke, the piranhas had undergone their zombiefication and flung themselves back up into the air, heading back for the group.

"Great. Also, it looks like you have to kill them twice."

A well-aimed Fira spell courtesy of Zack took care of the re-raised fish, and after a moment taken to poke at one of the char-broiled bodies with his toe, Zack shrugged and looked to the group.

"Let's get to it, then, and show these fish that they're messing with the wrong island!"

[This was always in the streets, ssh. OCD-Free and open to all! If you think you got a message, then you totally did, but anybody is welcome to meander on in to check out the action! Co-Written with the lovely

glacial_witch, of course!]

thegirl-onfire.livejournal.com

It was beginning to become habit to take a walk through the woods in the evening, armed with her bow and arrows. She now knew many of the plants, thanks to Karla's instruction, and it was easy to shoot down small birds or rabbits, too, now that she knew where they hid most.

She was still on foot, her tread light and soundless on the dead leaves, as she moved quietly through the woods, looking for game.

[for one specifically, but it's an open post if you'd like.]

thegirl-onfire.livejournal.com

After agreeing to meet Blysse in the preserve, Katniss had left the reserves meeting with a lighter feeling. She had missed hunting. Once she'd arrived at the agreed meeting spot, she found a tree she liked, and slung her bow over her shoulder before easily scrabbling up into it.

From her perch, she was able to see anyone or anything coming or going, and the forked branches she found made it easy for her to relax. She hadn't climbed a tree since the Games, but that was dismissed from her mind. Instead, she became still, listening to the woods as she waited.

[for she who is narratively mentioned, but open preserve is open!]

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Entries tagged with katniss everdeen

Prom | Community Center | Friday Evening | Post I

Some Place In Special Collections, Sunday Evening

Special Collections, Sunday Afternoon, Somewhere...

Emergency Town Meeting, Town Hall, Thursday Afternoon

Just outside the school gates [early afternoon]

Homecoming Dance | Town Hall | Saturday Evening | Post I

Homecoming Carnival Post II [The Park, Friday, October 21, 2011]

Homecoming Carnival Post I [The Park, Friday, October 21, 2011]

JGOB- Tuesday evening

Atlas Gym [Monday evening]

Caritas- Saturday

Karla & Warren's Almost-Summer (and Super-Early Birthday) Celebration, The Preserve, All Day Sunday

Caritas- Saturday

Parent's Weekend Mixer | Community Center | Evening | March 12

Luau on the Beach | Monday | January 17

The Streets of Fandom, Friday Afternoon

The Preserve (in a different part of the woods!) [Thursday evening]

The Preserve [Tuesday late afternoon/evening]

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