Well, this selling tickets gig was kinda boring.

But whatever. Dante had his phone, his boots propped up on the desk, and some cake under the table. Also, a ballot box, for whoever still cared about that stupid Homecoming court thing ( Read more... )

It was Alana's turn to sell prom tickets -- and since she now had an Actual Prom Date, she did so slightly less grudgingly than she would have otherwise. If anything, she found herself nostalgic about her last big school event. (Graduation didn't count. Parents came to graduation ( Read more... )

What Gwen was learning was that even if there hadn't been glitter yesterday, fake pink Easter grass was only slightly better. She kept finding random pieces of it, like it would magically appear just to annoy her. At least it wouldn't stick to her skin for the rest of the week? Hopefully?

So Gwen was here, selling tickets, manning the voting ( Read more... )

Alana stopped at Turtle & Canary before setting up the table for prom ticket sales, so -- in lieu of the usual glitter -- it was bedecked in pink fake grass for Easter baskets and a good handful of pastel-wrapped chocolates ( Read more... )

Alana had done a TOTALLY AWESOME job setting up the table yesterday, and all Minako could really add was some more glitter - always, more glitter - and cookies that she'd picked up from JGoB that had EDIBLE GLITTER ON THEM ( Read more... )

It was time to set up the table to sell Homecoming tickets again, and this year's theme was Glitter Punk. Alana still didn't know what it meant, exactly, but after looking up pictures online she'd decided to wear a Ramones t-shirt, black jeans and heavy boots to match the theme, with purple glitter sprayed through her hair that itched her scalp a ( Read more... )

Alana didn't get why she had to sell tickets for a dance she wasn't even allowed to go to, but whatever. She was putting it down as yet another random rule.

It was nice to be worried about rules and not about rampaging trolls, anyhow.

A tie-dyed cloth had been draped over the table to suggest the year's theme, and the glittery box for prom ( Read more... )

There were still all manner of dangerous creatures around the island, intent on hurting and maiming and, in some cases, eating those who usually inhabited this fair little town. So naturally, Isabelle had been out doing what she did best: hunting. And also seeing if any particularly dumb Fandomites needed help, but mostly hunting. She'd pretty much ( Read more... )

Evan had to say, the lobby was actually a pretty relaxing place to sit and read when there wasn't a gun vending machine in it and the outside wasn't crawling with psychotic murderers. It was also a pretty good place to set up a coffee and snack table for any students writing exams this week (or just wanting free snacks and coffee), which is what ( Read more... )

Sooo...apparently there was some serious stuff going down on the island today. Kathy had heard enough from the radio and handwavily from the random talk of the other students to know that whatever was going down was going to be big, bad, ugly, and violent ( Read more... )