Homecoming
Homecoming, as the first major school social event of the year, was always met with great anticipation by the students. This year the Events Committee had decided on a theme of 'At The Movies', and the ballroom was decorated appropriately.
A long red carpet led into the hall, and just before entering into the dance itself, a 'paparazzo' would take portraits of the attendees, on their own or in couples or groups. The red carpet continued into the ballroom itself. Small tables with black and white decorations peppered the outside of the open center of the hall, which was being used as a dancefloor. Balloons covered the ceiling, and a refreshments and snacks table sat off to the side, guarded at all times by a vigilant adult.
A small podium was elevated on the opposite side of the dancefloor from the drinks table; where the 'Oscars' would be announced and given out. Towards the back, a small area for the entertainment. The local band Vampira had been hired again, after attempts to coax the students into performing (for free) had failed.
It didn't matter though. The night was young and sure to be, as always, a roaring success.
[OOC: Hop in anywhere you like except for the Homecoming Court slot. Save that for the winners!]
A long red carpet led into the hall, and just before entering into the dance itself, a 'paparazzo' would take portraits of the attendees, on their own or in couples or groups. The red carpet continued into the ballroom itself. Small tables with black and white decorations peppered the outside of the open center of the hall, which was being used as a dancefloor. Balloons covered the ceiling, and a refreshments and snacks table sat off to the side, guarded at all times by a vigilant adult.
A small podium was elevated on the opposite side of the dancefloor from the drinks table; where the 'Oscars' would be announced and given out. Towards the back, a small area for the entertainment. The local band Vampira had been hired again, after attempts to coax the students into performing (for free) had failed.
It didn't matter though. The night was young and sure to be, as always, a roaring success.
[OOC: Hop in anywhere you like except for the Homecoming Court slot. Save that for the winners!]
Thorn/Cinna
"I can't begin to list the people who've played a part in my win!" he yelled so that the speakers squealed. "I want to thank my mom for giving birth to me, my dad for supplying the sperm, the inspiration of the Clash for driving my music career and the sheer awesomeness of David Bowie's package for encouraging me to try acting."
All in all it was probably a good thing, because now she was so concerned she'd upset one of her favourite teachers that she wasn't going to make a giant fuss over a speech. Instead, she kept her celebrations to a low-key squeal and bouncing dance of joy.
He passed the mic back to Professor Morgendorfer with the slightest nod of gratitude and stepped to the side so she could announce the big winners of the evening.
At the professor's urging, she crowded Thorn back down the tiny steps to the side of the platform. "Hey let's go poke people with our shiny new gold dildos!"