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Even though it was daytime, the "dolphins in space" theme had been carried over to the brunch. The mural was nowhere to be found, but inside the tent that had been set up to give everyone a shady place to gather, there were silver and blue metallic streamers and balloons hung up, and each of the tables had a blue flower arrangement on it.

There were no fish to be found though, unless you counted what could be on the food table. Honestly, that might not really be fish either.

[OCD is up! Mingle | Buffet | Tables and Chairs | Rest of the Park | OOC]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

After getting settled at the hotel, Isabel made her way to the Perk. Finals were starting on Monday and she planned on getting some studying done while she waited for her coffee date.

Of course she'd probably get more studying done if she actually paid attention to her notes instead of watching who was coming and going in case it was someone she knew.

[OOC: Expecting one or two but absolutely open to all. I'm bored. Random bouts of SP through about 7:30 because of RLL]

Current Mood: cheerful

wantstodirect

It was time to put on makeup. It was time to dress up right. It was time to raise the curtain on the Mup- er, on Richard III tonight.

Tony'd put on a nice shirt to be Director Guy, but the sweat and dust from running around backstage kind of ruined the effect. How the heck did Geoffrey do this "live" stuff all the time? No wonder the guy was certifiable.

[OCD up!]

Current Music: The Muppet Show

noearsyet.livejournal.com

Just on the other side of the Causeway, the weather was cool, but in Fandom, a beautiful, warm nearly-summer evening welcomed Fandom's seniors and juniors to their Prom.

A large tent open on one side had been erected in the center of the park. Garlands of small white lights entwined with greenery decorated the edges and roof of the tent, while two of the canvas sides were covered in large pictures of cherry blossoms and the middle had a wall-sized painting of a masquerade. Under the canopy were clusters of little chairs and tables along with the table of food and punch bowl.

Beyond the tent's open wall, a dance floor had been set up on the grass under the ~~conveniently~~ flowering trees. More fairy lights had been wound through the tree branches leaving the area softly lit in most areas. Torches were placed in a few clusters around the dance floor, making flickering areas of brighter light for people to congregate.

A photographer waited for his clients just beyond the dance floor with several backdrops of flowers or masquerades or, oddly, a lemur family to choose from.

The voting box for Prom King and Queen stood right at the entrance to the dance for those last-minute votes.

And, of course for Fandom's Masquerade, a table of elaborately decorated (or some more simple ones) waited for their new owners to simply slip them on and join the revelry.

[OOC: Weather modded with permission. The Prom is open to juniors, seniors, and their dates and definitely open to slowplay. Another post will be going up later this evening set for 10pm-midnight. Prom voting is open until 4pm EDST ~~Please to be waiting for the~~ OCD IS UP! (No thanks to LJ)]

[Arrive and Mingle | Photographer | Food Tables and Punch | Shadowy Corners | Chaperones | Ladies Room | Men's Room | Dancing | OOC]

usedtotravel.livejournal.com

The good news was, a few people had woken up.

The bad news was, there were far, far more people still asleep, and it wasn't clear if they'd be waking up any time soon.

[OCD is up, thank you for waiting!]

usedtotravel.livejournal.com

The calls had started early in the morning, and the patients had followed shortly after, all with the same problem - people had fallen asleep and couldn't be woken up. It didn't take long for it to become clear that the clinic wouldn't hold everyone - there really were a finite number of rooms in the place - and in quite possibly the only instance of anyone ever being grateful for the plague, it wasn't long before Martha, the nurses, and the town hall staff had figured out how to recreate the emergency clinic in the town hall. Cots were set up, supplies were brought over, and the rest of the clinic staff had been contacted. Now, all they needed was to get everyone rounded up to be taken care of, and to try to figure out what was wrong.

[ocd is up!]

imac-kenzie.livejournal.com

Yes, she was loaded down with bags.

Yes, her portal left in about a half hour.

But she had to stop in for coffee at The Perk just one last time before picking up that portal at the causeway. It was... look, she just had to, okay?

Mac settled herself down in one of the comfy chairs by the window with her mug, making the most of the last little bit of time she had here. No doubt she'd be back to visit at some point (assuming she could). An entire high school career here, and leaving felt very much like the end of an era. She could be sentimental if she wanted to be.

[[Keeping with the recurring theme today! Last chance to stop in and talk to Mac for anyone that might want to before she leaves. Any friends who want to mod a call from her, go for it. The Perk is of course also open for all your caffeine needs!]]

stupid-toasters.livejournal.com

It was the day before graduation. The day before pomp and circumstance, diplomas, smiling seniors and proud guests. What better way to spend that day then partying the night away? That's right, tonight was the night of the senior lock in! Many ~~NPC~~ workers had been busy in town, cleaning up and setting up an abandoned warehouse for the event.

Now, the front of the warehouse was lit up with neon signs and stanchions that would lead the seniors into a huge building where not one speck of floor space wasn't being used for something fun. There was loud music pumping through the building and strobe lights were swirling around the area, lighting up the room in blues, reds, greens, yellows and various other colors. Decorations of all kinds painted the walls, giving the room a party like atmosphere.

Of course, it would just be a regular ole party, right? Nothing surprising would happen, right? Oh, of course. No surprises. Riiiiiight.

The senior lock in was open and it was time for the seniors to get their party on!

[Posted early for super duper SP! This is for seniors only. OCD is good to go! Have fun! Comments are off so, if you need me, ping the OOC thread or email me!

ETA: And there's something going down here! Have fun there and please please continue to play in the party beforehand. It's your party, seniors, please enjoy it!

ETA 2: And the thread to get free is here!. Hack it up! It's moddable!]

Current Mood: bouncy

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Peter had promised to take Dinah flying, and he kept his promises. Besides, it was a nice day to go to the beach regardless.

He watched the surf as he waited for Dinah to join him.

[ooc: Peter's here for Dinah, but beach is open.]

Current Mood: cheerful

likethegun

Now that the weather was nicer, the afternoon seemed like a good time for Sam to take Peter on his picnic. While Sam would never turn down the chance to be with Peter, he was especially grateful for the distraction today as he spread out a blanket for them and sat down.

"I'm pretty sure the food I made isn't going to match the price you paid for this date," he admitted.

[Sam's here for Peter, but the park is open otherwise.]

noboynextdoor.livejournal.com

It had been a long weekend for Jess, and with no classes to go to, he had every intention of spending the day pretending Luke and his mom had never been here. For now, he was at one of the corner tables in the Perk, nursing a cup of coffee and trying to drown out the sounds of anyone else as he read.

[Open!]

noboynextdoor.livejournal.com

It was entirely possible that going out and being gluttonous after Ethics class meant he had kind of missed the point, but Jess was hungry and not in the mood for anything too healthy. So, it was off to the bakery he went, for something to eat while he scribbled notes to himself in the book he was re-reading.

[Open!]

gameknowsgame.livejournal.com

Blair didn't have ice to work with this time, but she tried to do what she could with the location she had. Luckily the beach was pretty. Besides, too much gold in the decorations tended to cross the line into tacky.

So she kept the decorations to twinkling gold lights and candles. Most of the linens were a crisp white, with golden napkins and table runners to provide pops of color.

The bulk of the gold went into the food. There were brandied apricots, lemon and chocolate cheesecakes, mango sorbets, small cups of saffron vanilla pudding, miniature stuffed yellow peppers, and any number of foods that followed the theme, along with the pies that Ned had made.

Drinks were mixed, but naturally included Goldschläger, as well as coffee and cocoa decorated with tiny gold letters which said things like "Fandom" or "Goodbye Summer."

Blair had staked out a prime table with a view of the water. She sipped at a passionfruit martini, listened to the music coming out of the various speakers she'd had set up, and looked forward to a night of ~~judging~~ watching the crowd.

She was also going to make sure nobody served those skunks. Clearly they didn't know how to hold their liquor.

[ooc: OCD up! Party down!]

Current Mood: cheerful

time-flyer-5.livejournal.com

Jen had woken up from some bizarrely vivid dream about living in Germany and being an auto mechanic who souped up cars for illegal street racing. The whole thing had been very bizarre, and the part where she'd been involved with one of the street racers whose day job happened to be with the police had really just kind of made her twitchy; the quizzical look on her face still hadn't worn off by the time she got to work.

How was Lucas doing these days, anyway? Would be nice to have a way to find out.

Today's Special
The Autobahn
French bread pizza with up to 5 toppings of your choice, arranged in lines

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Isabel was comfortably ensconced at a table with a large mug of tea, a raspberry-lemon scone, and a stack of magazines that were more visual appeal then substance.

She was completely interruptible.

Current Mood: calm

ismyhairout.livejournal.com

Hades was irritated. The Nightmares' food had been taken by the raiding party and he'd fallen prey to the oldest distraction in the book. But it didn't matter. That wasn't part of the main plan, it was only a fun side venture. The Nightmares would be able to get food again once they were able to come through to the surface. Fandom would be his soon enough. Enough of Andrew's personal energy and life force had been put into the barrier. It was doing the rest of the work on its own now. Just a little longer and Fandom would be officially connected to Tartarus, making it (by Olympian law) part of the Underworld and his domain.

Just a little longer. Then all he would have to do is appear on the island, grab the nearest live person, transport back here and throw them into the barrier to kill them when it was charging up to make the connection permanent.

So close. So very close.

[OOC: For the finale team!]

bigdamnprincipal

Town Hall was still effectively the center of command as those in charge waited for the away teams to return, and continued to form contingency plans for dealing with Hades. As one of the few safe places in town, no one was being sent away if they wanted to stay, as long as they didn't get in the way.

[OCD is up! Raiding and finale teams, your volunteering spots are in here.]

bigdamnprincipal

As soon as Zoe heard Hades' announcement, she headed to Town Hall.

Actually, the first thing she did was let out a string of profanity that would have made Mal blush, and if Grace picked any of it up later, she would only have herself to blame. Then she took Grace, promising John they'd be safe, and headed to Town Hall. She ~~handwavily~~ contacted the others in charge on the way, and started working on a plan for how to take care of Hades. At the moment, the plan involved a lot of violence on her part.

[Please obey the OCD!]

fh_beasties

There were ghosts in the streets of Fandom, so many ghosts, as if the gates of death had opened and set them free.

They were pale and lost, aimlessly wandering, confused and alone.

[ooc: Random ghost encounter post! Just put where you are in the subject of your comment, please, to appease my OCD.]

fates_jaye

Okay so Jaye was only half sure she was doing this right, and therefore only half really cared. It wasn't like radio was a hard job or anything, right? All she had to do was set up a little table area and take people's votes, right?

So that's what she was doing today, sitting at a table for radio votes with a very big sign saying

RADIO VOTING
!!!VOTE FOR ME!!!

The important message got across, right?

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

God help her, Robin had no idea how she'd gotten talked into opening the bar tonight, but here she was, opening the damn bar, and on the night when some kid was having a party there too. Though, if she'd heard right, it was that guy Sam, so she hoped maybe she'd get to see him and Lucas together to see if she and Barney were right. They totally were. They Knew These Things.

[another slow night from me! mod Tino for speedy service, but I'm aroundish.]

Current Mood: hopeful

time-flyer-5.livejournal.com

Jen was not still cranky about the whole prom thing last night, honest. And if she noticed a lot of kids running around today on her way to work, she just chalked it up to more Fandom weirdness, maybe a redux of the mass regression to childhood that had thankfully skipped her this time.

For a former police officer, she occasionally Failed Massively at observation.

Today's Special
Asparagus Pizza

Because that would go over so well with kids.

Oh, please -- like Jen was any good with kids.

not_in_the_book

Not far from where the Skeleton Tea had been held earlier in the day, there was a tent that had been erected, with thiny, gauzy material and bone-like poles. ~~Not dirty.~~ The lights were soft as the evening grew darker, casting a welcoming, yet vaguely spooky illumination on the proceedings.

The proceedings of PROM.

One side of the tent was open, backing against a grove of trees; there were a few lights among them, but for the most part they offered shadowy nooks for anyone who wished to be a bit apart from the main action. The rest of the tent was enclosed, save for the entrance, and the same skeletons who'd worked the Tea earlier were at the refreshments table, ready and willing to serve any students or chaperones who approached. At one end of the table was the ballot box for prom court voting.

The music was just getting started, and the dance floor was yet to fill up, but regardless, Fandom High Prom 2008 was underway!

[~~Wait for~~ OCD is up! Have fun, everyone!]

1petrelli1.livejournal.com

After last night there was no way Nathan was letting Peter out of his sight. But he wasn't going to keep Peter locked up all day either. Mostly for Nathan's own sanity.

So the brothers were currently in the park, playing tag.

[open!]

Current Mood: silly

gobrookeyourself

To be fair, Brooke didn't need the caffeine. But she needed to work somewhere besides her room if she didn't want to keep getting distracted, and she had a lot of designs to still finish before the fashion show. So she'd brought her book with her to work, occasionally sipping on her coffee, and just as occasionally visibly spazzing for a moment before sketching something new out. The two things were- amazingly- unrelated.

[Open!]

Current Mood: working

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Arrivals to the town hall for the dance would find it decorated with darker, richer colors, from the draping streamers to the balloons scattered around to the runner on the snacks table. At the entrance, there was even a table with a variety of masks available for those who might not have brought their own, or were too damn lazy to get one, provided ever so graciously by Turtle & Canary.

And there wasn't a single speck of pink in the decorations. Nope. Not one. Turtle had made sure of it, even against the nefarious plottings of someone whose name may have rhymed with Peg Panning.

There was, however, still a lot of glitter. You could change the world, but you couldn't tempt fate.

[[ OCD ~~on its way~~ has landed! Up early to get the most out of our play; second part to go up later dependent on comment accumulation and potential punch ~~chinchillas~~ spiking ]]

[[ Quick links for eventual browser friendliness: Arrive/Mingle, Snacks/Punch, Shadowy Corner, Chaperones/Security, Dance Floor, OOC ]]

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

When Robin came in and found out that there was going to be some kid's birthday party here, she immediately took an inventory to make sure all the hard liquor was stocked up.

Between that, and the fact that Tino hadn't stopped laughing about her performance over the weekend, it was going to be a particularly difficult night.

[posting early because I am tiiiiiiiiiiiiired and don't want to wake up all 'oh hey it's 10 pm OH CRAP I FORGOT CARITAS AND DEAN'S PARTY.']

Current Mood: grumpy

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Sure it wasn't from home, but Ronan had been in the mood for pizza and it had been too long since the two of them had had a proper date.

If Peter was dressed a hair too nice for a pizza night - well nothing wrong with that, right?

Ahem.

[ooc: Peter's here for Ronan, but post is available for all your pizza needs.]

Current Mood: hungry

likethegun

Sam had been thinking about Professor Stinson's offer on and off all day. After taking his final, he wasn't sure what kind of grade he would have in Love Smart, and that didn't sit well with him at all. Of course, the idea of streaking didn't sit well with him either, but it wasn't quite as bad as the thought of not getting an A.

It's possible Sam's priorities were a little skewed.

Hoping that no one but the news squirrels would see him, Sam stripped down, but held onto his shirt in case he suddenly needed to cover himself up. After a few moments of shivering in the cold air, he finally took off running. Someday, when he'd gotten accepted to college, this would hopefully seem a lot more amusing. Of course, that was assuming he lived long enough to apply, after Dawn killed him for doing this while she wasn't around.

[Feel free to spot him! He's running pretty fast. *g*]

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

It was the perfect day for a flag football game in the park. Lines had been ~~handwavily~~ chalked on the cold ground and would wash away in the next rain or snow. Posters had been ~~handwavily~~ put up to encourage everyone in Fandom to attend.

[ooc: fhfootball is the AIM chatroom for game planning! All football players are welcome!]

wannabe-pan.livejournal.com

There was snow! There wasn't much of it, but Andrew was totally glued to the window watching it come down.

The Magic Box is open for all your magical warming needs.

vkandis-son.livejournal.com

The memorial service was held on the flat hilltop overlooking the ocean, and at its edge rested an old-fashioned wooden boat, worn and weathered. There were chairs for those still too weak to stand and four torches, burning steadily, set in the ground at the four cardinal points. The day was bright and clear, a light breeze blowing out to sea, but despite that, the torches never flickered.

Karal, dressed in formal robes of black and gold, stood in front of the boat, waiting patiently while people arrived.

( When everyone had settled, he stepped forward and began to speak. )

[ooc: Word of the service was handwavily passed by word of mouth, and by way of announcement and on the radio. ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up!]

southernbender.livejournal.com

Katara was almost completely unconscious in a cot but the Town Hall's makeshift hospital was ticking over like a well-oiled machine. Even as volunteers and doctors grew more and more tired, their dedication still won out as each patient was tended to carefully.

[OOC: And this is the last hospilinic post! The researchers are very close to a cure which will be administered over the course of the evening (IG and OOC). Please do be sure to ping in your sickies so they can get cured!]

sexydoctor.livejournal.com

Christian hated feeling this helpless. The number of patients were growing, and nothing was relieving their symptoms. Even the kids with their magic mumbo jumbo could only bring fevers down for a short time.

He didn't want to admit defeat, but things were not looking good.

[ooc: ~~Wait for the OCD! May take a few minutes as we have another space on the floral T-day bingo card. And, also, the huge pile of sick people.~~ OCD is up, you may commence being ill.]

Current Mood: anxious

geniusdoctor.livejournal.com

Doogie was not at all happy about how the emergency clinic looked when he came in. There were too many people there, too many students, not to mention the baby, and he had a moment of feeling helpless before he pulled himself together and got down to business. There had to be something that could be done to help everyone.

[OCD of doom is up! I'm heading home right now, so if there are any problems, e-mail me at [email protected] and I'll fix them around 7:15 when I get home. Tags will be added then too.]

sexydoctor.livejournal.com

Christian was upset when he found out one of the kids had died the day before and was pissed at himself for taking the day off. The island had been through a lot while he'd been here, but one of the kids dying was unacceptable. He was frustrated by his inability to reach anyone outside the island. No ordering more supplies, no consulting with contagious disease experts. If it had only been the adults sick he might have been trying to head for the hills to save his own ass, but he wasn't about to abandon the kids. They had to find a way to stop this. Especially because now a baby was sick.

[ooc: ~~Plz wait for the massive~~ OCD is up! Thursday mornings are a little crazy here, so I will probably be SP until noon or so. Comment notifications are off, so ping me in the OOC thread if you need me.

*pokes mods* Need tags for Harriet Jones and Grace Winchester, please!]

Current Mood: worried

geniusdoctor.livejournal.com

Doogie was in a somber mood as he made the rounds through the cot area and checked on the growing number of patients. The idea that someone could die from this sickness had occurred to him, but he wasn't expecting it to happen to one of the students. Needless to say, he was determined to not lose anyone else.

[OCD is up, come on in!]

dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com

Wilson had gotten a briefing from Troy before coming in today and had already shut down his OMGWTFPlllllaaaggggguuuuueee response in favor of being able to actually function as a doctor.

Slipping a mask over his mouth almost immediately, he grabbed up charts and began to walk through the cots, getting an update on everyone's status. Next up would be making sure the volunteers were organized and that people who were sitting bedside vigil were taking care of themselves ~~and not starting to show symptoms~~

[ooc: OCDS ~~will be coming presently~~ are up, you may now continue to enjoy your plague.]

blessed_twice

Wyatt had been prepared for the sight of several flu victims, but he didn't expect it to be this bad. He counted at least 15 beds, and who knew if the people tending to them would get sick as well. He conferred briefly with Dr. Troy to find out what procedures they had in place, grabbed a mask, and got to work.

[ooc: Christian modded without permission! I will be AFK for an hour and a half or so, so clinic volunteers, please keep an eye on patients and new arrivals if you don't mind. I should be back by 8:00 PM EST at the latest, and you can ping me on AIM as Chaos of Passion or belthazor FH or via email (kajivar@gmail). OCD ~~forthcoming~~ is up! Now in the correct comm!]

Current Mood: worried

sexydoctor.livejournal.com

Christian came in early to the clinic and found his patients had doubled overnight and were starting to be stacked up like cordwood in the exam rooms. He definitely was going to have to make use of town hall. After a few ~~handwavey~~ phone calls to get things officially set up, he and the nurses transfered the patients over to the makeshift hospital. Fortunately, town hall was almost directly behind the clinic, so it was a short trip. Cots were obtained and set up around the large room in anticipation of more patients.

The mayor didn't seem to be around, but Christian left ~~handwavey~~ messages for Principle Washburn and Sheriff Mustang about the situation. They were definitely going to have to establish a quarantine. This was spreading like wildfire. He would insist that anyone tending to the patients was going to have to wear masks and gloves.

[ooc: Patients modded without permission, because they are in no condition to resist, muhahaha. Volunteers, feel free to tend to patients as they ping in. OCD ~~coming~~ has arrived!

Second verse, same as the first. May be SP at times, particularly between 9:30 AM EST - 11:00 AM EST, if work gets crazy and I start drowning in Thanksgiving floral arrangements. But I am around -- you can also ping me on AIM as Chaos of Passion or via email (kajivar@gmail).]

Current Mood: anxious

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Friday night, and Peter had a date.

Peter scored what he hoped was a good table at the Perk, and waited for her to show up.

[ooc: Peter is here for said date, feel free to use for other Perky needs]

Current Mood: optimistic

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

He'd managed to survive class, so that was good. Also good was Peter's mood.

So it wasn't as though he needed cheering up, per se.

On the other hand - time spent with a nice, cute, blonde.

Twist his arm.

Peter waited outside the restaurant for his date.

[ooc: Peter is here for said date. Feel free to use for your other Chinese food needs.]

Current Mood: optimistic

meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com

Melody was most distraught. All the other grownups had friends in town this weekend and Valerie and Josie hadn't come.

Of cours,e she realized, it probably would have helped if she had asked them. She was making up for that omission by typing a long, detailed, and full-of-smilies e-mail to them both.

Groovy Tunes was open. The soundtrack today was My Chemical Romance.

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

Some days, Anders just couldn't get the Synthetron to work with him, and there was something innately traumatizing about getting a cup of grape Jell-O instead of coffee. Plus he was out of coffee grounds, which ruled out the traditional old boring coffeemaker.

Thus, standing in line at the Perk, staring up at the menu board and being racked with the horrible indecision of not being able to even narrow his options down to a baker's dozen. If there was any sign left of earlier rampaging that had gone on in here, he hadn't noticed in his half-dazed cheerful state.

( And then the weirdness starts (and we get talky) )

[OOC: NFI, Pre-played with a whole bunch of people. OOC comments more then welcome. We now return you to your wackiness free Perk.]

needsaparrot

"I think we need a new form," Xander said, poking through the paperwork drawer. "A Fill This Out When You Move Out So I Actually Know The Apartment's Empty form."

( Cut for wackiness )

[OOC: Not for interaction. OOC comments more then welcome and will be used to entertain the funny monkey.]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

After a stop at the Perk to pick up lunch, Isabel and Charlie headed over to the park to enjoy the fall afternoon and figure out how to play Jumanji.

Sitting cross-legged on the blanket, Isabel read the instructions for the game "Jumanji. A game for those who seek to find: a way to leave their world behind. You roll the dice to move your token, doubles get another turn. The first player to reach the end wins." The drumming chose that moment to start up again. "Oh yeah, definitely a Fandom game."

There was a small pocket on the side of the board and Isabel opened it to reveal the game pieces. "What do you want to be? An elephant, a rhino, a monkey, or a lion?"

( It was just going to be an innocent board game… )

[OOC: Not for interaction. OOC comments more then welcome and will be fed to the hungry vines. There will be a post up in a bit if you feel like running into Audrey II's magical cousins.]

Current Mood: confused

stupid-toasters.livejournal.com

After his library shift, Lee decided to walk through town for no other reason than he didn't feel like going back to the dorms right yet. He made a stop in the park, tilting his head up towards the sky and shutting his eyes

( And he meets someone unexpected... )

[Preplayed with...myself. Lee's still in the park should anyone wish to chat and the park is totally open for other things as well!]

once-a-king.livejournal.com

Much of the glitter had fallen to the floor and the snowmen were starting to look a bit dingey but the music was still playing, the punch was still flowing and the greatest hits of Fandom past and presents weren't about to be stopped.

[OOC: Post is very SP friendly, OCD ~~threads need to go up before pinging in~~ IS UP AND POST IS OPEN!]

once-a-king.livejournal.com

The first thing that might be noticed when students walked into the Town Hall was the towering stone troll statues that had been dragged in to grace the corners of the dance floor. It being Homecoming and a semi-formal dance, the trolls were decked out appropriately in hats, glitter, and togas. Fairy lights were strung across the ceiling, some twined with streamers and some dripping glitter and confetti across the dance floor.

The walls were decorated with blown up pictures of significant events at Fandom: Graduations, the school blowing up, the Christmas pageants, plays, carnivals, zombies, all the moments that make Fandom Fandom. Given a place of honour on the walls were a mock up of an exploding volcano, a massive gremlin in a bow tie, and, of course, the Stickbug flag.

Large lit up snowmen congregated around the punch bowl against a snowy backdrop and across the ballroom near the stage, there was a mural of large dinosaurs reaching up to enjoy a glittery streamer dinner. The wall of the door though had the biggest picture of all - a painting of the island at night from across the water.

As students dropped off their wraps, they were pointed to vote for Homecoming Court then encouraged to proceed into the ballroom.

[OOC: Chaperones and Security please ping in as soon as possible. The second post will be going up in about five hours (or when browsers start to break) but this post is very SP friendly. ~~PLEASE wait for the~~ OCD is UP and POST IS OPEN]

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

Peter was fine for having no classes. He wasn't fine for not keeping in touch with his brother, though. So he headed to the Perk to get some coffee and figure out how to bring Nathan up to speed without freaking his brother out.

[ooc: Peter is here for someone in particular, but open for all your Perky or Petery needs. And it always said Tuesday *shifty eyes*]

Current Mood: busy

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---       Plot Development
---       OOC-but-IC Fun

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