Like so many weekends before it, the calm of a September Saturday morning was interrupted by the unscheduled opening of a portal in the park. This one sprang to life in a blaze of blue and gold and a burst of glitter before settling into something more stable ( Read more... )

It had been... Wesley wasn't even sure how long it had been since his last trip to Fandom. And it was probably a bit ridiculous for anyone to think of this island as a calm place to have some downtime, because, well... Fandom. Wes knew that ( Read more... )

Today, when all the children awoke in their beds, they would discover a most joyous occasion! There was a carnival in town! A carnival just for them! All the rides and events were all child-safe and kid-friendly. Even the thematic decorations had become kiddified; no worries about nightmares from this little guy, huh? Didn't he look like fun? Don't ( Read more... )

Glitter seemed to be a theme of the evening. There was glitter on the posters covering the walls, glitter on the plants printed on table cloths. Glitter on the fake full moon hanging in place of a mirror ball.

And of course, glitter on the banner hanging above the entrance.

Welcome to Homecoming 2012

Become a (wo)man.

Become a wolf.

[ Arrive ( Read more... )

Things at the Hyperion right now were... hectic. Returning from Pylea had been difficult enough on its own, what with Fred to situate in the hotel and all the last-minute portals that had needed to be arranged to send the Fandom crowd back to school (and other places), but that wasn't the worst of it. They'd returned to find the couch in the lobby ( Read more... )

Susan had never been to a graduation here before, so she wasn't entirely sure how things worked, or whether any guests were still on island. So just in case, she prepared herself for having to explain to people who the simple act of hand-stamping worked. It amazed her how often people put up a fight about showing a little piece of plastic ( Read more... )

The rules had been explained. The supplies had been distributed. The sun was down, the preserve was nice and secluded, the squirrels and other assorted wildlife were armed with tiny helmets and equipment that Topher certainly hadn't ordered, and there was no school board here to disapprove.

Welcome to Paintball 2012.

[[no OCD, but open for joining in ( Read more... )

Caritas was open before sundown due to DST and it being light out forever anyway, but whatever, the place was ready to serve as Paintball Headquarters before sundown. Tino was behind the bar in case anyone wanted drinks, the lounge was set up for game night, and all that was needed were a few people to show up ( Read more... )

For all the chompy bunnies that had been taken out yesterday, there were twice as many running around the town now, and to the administration's horror, they'd made friends with the gizka and the Protopets - if "friends" could be defined as "members of an ongoing competition to see who could reproduce the fastest" at least. The Protopets were ( Read more... )

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 rustThankfully to the more practical among the StuCo Prom Committee, the Mars theme lended itself to ( Read more... )