Audience: Aww, What The Heck, Man?prof_of_cunningApril 30 2011, 17:01:34 UTC
React to the force field surrounding the bleachers. React to the maurauding hordes! Watch your children and siblings fight! Shout things in Swedish! Facepalm a lot!
Re: Audience: Aww, What The Heck, Man?thatsamilkshakeApril 30 2011, 17:46:51 UTC
Francine would fall in the facepalm-a-lot category. (In fact, if she ever had to pose as a knight while visiting Camelot.... none of the armor would fit her. Never mind.)
Point being, she was peeking through her fingers at the fight, looking more than a little worried. These guys weren't stuffed chimerae!
Re: Audience: Aww, What The Heck, Man?elsewhere_booksApril 30 2011, 17:50:45 UTC
Leda's parents had never even heard of UFO's so they had no idea what that thing was that flew over head. Their best guess was some kind of dragon, or roc.
When the vikings attacked, Wolfboy kind of bounced off the forcefield as he attempted to leap to Leda's aid. At the same time her father found out that they were immune to magic, as he attempted to blast through it.
It was her mother who caught Wolfboy before he hit the ground. Briefly she wondered what he used on his fur. It was very soft.
Graduates: Seriously, Vikings From Space?prof_of_cunningApril 30 2011, 17:02:08 UTC
Seriously, Vikings from space. Or at least that’s where they seemed to have come from most recently, because, you know. Big honking spaceship over your heads. The dudes themselves, though, were wearing decidedly low-tech furs, cloaks, and hats, and that battle gear they were swinging didn’t come with safety catches or charging ports, just big, shiny blades.
Big, shiny blades headed right for the grads.
Zoe might not be able to move past the glowing force field that separated the administrators from the students, but she could still shout orders like a pro. She hadn't even bothered to hope that graduation would go off without a hitch - statistically speaking, it was a ridiculous thought - so she was glad they'd prepared for defensive action, even if she hated what she was about to do.
"Everyone!" she yelled to the graduates. "There are weapons in the trunk behind the podium! Take whatever you need and know how to use!" Sure, some of the students who had been here for a while had probably come prepared, but there might have been a
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That weapons cabinet wasn’t locked, and the selection ranged from blunt and sharp objects of the bashy and stabby kind, to handheld energy guns of the yes, there’s a stun setting kind. There was also a crapload of rope; you never knew when you might need to lasso a chimera or two.
[Grads who are capable of it/wish to, ping in with your reactions and weapon-grabbing, and your personal Viking will be with you shortly! It’s your call on whether your character is fighting to kill or not, but they are human, with a bit of a language barrier, so keep your own preferences in mind for how much casualty-angst you want your kid to deal with. Knocking them out or tying them up is totally an option.]
//... I can honestly say that I didn't actually see th'space vikings coming,// Jono noted, his eyes glowing bright white as he yanked off the gown and mortarboard.
Vikings attack? Lose the stupid getup. Nobody should be surprised that he was wearing his usual leather underneath it all.
//Bring it on, mates. This is a good warmup for whatever they can throw at me back in Massachusetts.//
The Battle’s Done, and We Kind of...prof_of_cunningApril 30 2011, 17:06:43 UTC
We kind of had a big pile of sore, bleeding, tied-up, passed-out, and otherwise incapacitated hairy dudes in the middle of the stage, that’s what we kind of
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Re: The Battle’s Done, and We Kind of...vanillajelloApril 30 2011, 20:17:25 UTC
So. That had happened. Kate had gotten through it relatively unscathed, although she'd managed to get the hem of her gown caught on something on the stage, and subsequently ripped it.
She still had her diploma, miraculously. That was something. And right now, she just needed her boyfriend, her brother (her brothers?), and her friends. And lots and lots of congratulatory hugs.
Re: The Battle’s Done, and We Kind of...eyelidkissesApril 30 2011, 20:19:18 UTC
Marshall was the first to reach her. "Kate?" he asked, frowning, as he came closer. "Are you--" What was he supposed to ask when he'd just watched her hide from Vikings that had come from a space ship? "Are you okay?"
Re: The Battle’s Done, and We Kind of...vanillajelloApril 30 2011, 20:36:25 UTC
"Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine," Kate said, reaching out to pull him in for a hug, which may have meant she wasn't quite that fine, but anyway. "Just another day in Fandom."
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Point being, she was peeking through her fingers at the fight, looking more than a little worried. These guys weren't stuffed chimerae!
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When the vikings attacked, Wolfboy kind of bounced off the forcefield as he attempted to leap to Leda's aid. At the same time her father found out that they were immune to magic, as he attempted to blast through it.
It was her mother who caught Wolfboy before he hit the ground. Briefly she wondered what he used on his fur. It was very soft.
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Big, shiny blades headed right for the grads.
Zoe might not be able to move past the glowing force field that separated the administrators from the students, but she could still shout orders like a pro. She hadn't even bothered to hope that graduation would go off without a hitch - statistically speaking, it was a ridiculous thought - so she was glad they'd prepared for defensive action, even if she hated what she was about to do.
"Everyone!" she yelled to the graduates. "There are weapons in the trunk behind the podium! Take whatever you need and know how to use!" Sure, some of the students who had been here for a while had probably come prepared, but there might have been a ( ... )
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[Grads who are capable of it/wish to, ping in with your reactions and weapon-grabbing, and your personal Viking will be with you shortly! It’s your call on whether your character is fighting to kill or not, but they are human, with a bit of a language barrier, so keep your own preferences in mind for how much casualty-angst you want your kid to deal with. Knocking them out or tying them up is totally an option.]
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Vikings attack? Lose the stupid getup. Nobody should be surprised that he was wearing his usual leather underneath it all.
//Bring it on, mates. This is a good warmup for whatever they can throw at me back in Massachusetts.//
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Raising his sword, he plowed towards the wispy wee lad in leather, shouting, "Hyeudeh sheunde hyeeeunde heeeeiiiii!" Or something like that.
Which was Viking for Ravage, pillage, maim, plunder, and put big hickeys on all the fair damsels!
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She still had her diploma, miraculously. That was something. And right now, she just needed her boyfriend, her brother (her brothers?), and her friends. And lots and lots of congratulatory hugs.
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He guessed that was a good start.
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