FH Homecoming Court Voting - School Lawn - During Classes Wednesday

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[[OOC: Voting is closed]]

Pippi is sitting at the Homecoming Court voting table today. There are slips of paper and pens for people to select the Homecoming Court, and an additional sign-up sheet for events at the carnival.

Pippi has her laptop with her which is blaring all sorts of music.

[Poll #836525]

( Student Lists )

[OOC: Please pick two boys and two girls from your grade. If you voted yesterday, or the day before, please don't vote again; This is the last day to vote!. On Friday, the three highest nomination getters from each class will be announced as the Court. There will be a poll up at the dance where everyone votes for each class. The Senior winners will be King and Queen; the other classes will be princes and princesses. The dunk tank and kissing booth sign-ups are open to anyone, though StuCo will pick volunteers at their discretion. Questions? Ping me, Prof Lyman or one of the other StuCo reps!]

Outside Hunting Class, 7th period

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Lurking outside hunting class is a rawhead, a monster covered in dark matted hair and holding a sign that says 'I can be your friend!'. The costume is convincing, but if you watch the rawhead long enough you might be able to see it bounce.

Blair grinned under the mask and gave another small bounce. The costume had come in yesterday and luckily it was big enough that he could wear it over his cast. He practiced his growls and grunting while he waited for the students to show up. "Grrrr. GRRRR! Grrr."

[ooc:posted with permission, open for interaction and there were no good screencaps of a rawhead so use your imagination! Daddy Winchester is made of awesome and not only found a screencap but made me a very scary icon. Yay!]

Fifth floor common room, Wednesday afternoon after classes

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia hadn't worked on her adventure story in a little while. But she was typing away furiously at it now, occasionally reaching up to rub at her eye.

Not because she was crying, of course. She just had something in her eyes.

At present, Sophia was beating the crap out of two mobsters, Blaine and Bill, who'd been spreading rumors about her relationship with Mario that she didn't appreciate.

Blaine and Bill, of course, never stood a chance.

[ooc: open]

Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

[2-twin-devils-2.livejournal.com]

The twins were really bored. They'd been mulling over what the Witches had said for awhile now to themselves while practicing their monolouges. It'd been a stressful week, so they sprawled across the common room couches in hopes that something, anything interesting would come their way and distract them.

((soo open. slow after 9 EST))

Cheerleaders, gym, 16:00 fht

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

For the first time since she returned (well, except for the time she was a puppy), Buffy was standing in the gym, wearing her cheerleading outfit and beaming brightly. In her arms she had a pile of cheerleading competition materials.

Once enough people had assembled that she had an audience, she began to speak. It was very eloquent and convincing and contained the word "yay" a lot. And basically said that they were going to attend the Cheerleading competition.


ooc: my brain is too mushy to be actually convincing. Ahem.

Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

Sakura had a notebook, a pouch full of multi-coloured pens, and a pair of headphones in her ears. She was curled up, taking up about two thirds of a single couch cushion, scribbling furiously in said notebook. Her lips were moving every now and again; apparently singing along with her music.

[[It's a common room, I can't keep anybody else out. Open with a capital O.]]