♉ [Action] oH, dEAR GOD,

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[Well fuck.]

[Yes, that start off was completely necessary.]

[You wanna know why? Well I'll tell ya.]

[Trolls are fucking...horrible man, horrible. Tavros actually just, wants to make it through his day without see any of them, besides himself, of course, why wouldn't he want to see that gorgeous mug of his. But lately some shit has been going down, and boy, it... is pretty terrible. He might be a shining example of confidence in text, but, in person? He has every right to be acting like this.]

[And when I say like this, I mean dodging and weaving around corners of things, like, we're talking secret stealth agent and everything. Tavros is trying his best to make sure he knows what and who is around him as he makes his way from building to building, and soon, thankfully, gets into the building he needs to end up in. That takes out one threat, Vriska and her silly fucking flying shenanigans.]

[Still have to try and hide from threat two, Equius. Oh...god he does not want to run into him. Tavros just wants to get to his class, like...and hour early, but still. It's a haven, he won't have to worry about anything with a teacher right there. And god he probably looks ridiculous dodging and weaving around everything, it really is quite hard to do with those horns of his.]

001 - Oli's first dance [Action]

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[There is a guy sitting in the middle of the quad. He looks incredibly happy to be there and he's not hiding it. He's got his legs crossed, a can of soda in his hands and he's smiling to himself.

He hums a tune as he pours the rest of his soda into his mouth, swishes it around before swallowing. With his continued beaming, he crushes the can in his fist and throws it diagonally cut across the entire quad, before it bounces off of one of the walls and lands into the trash can.

He pumps his fist before standing up, If you saw him standing, you may see a fairly faint trail of sparkles. If you watch him walk towards the cafeteria, with a particular spring in his step, you may notice some definite glittery sparkles as he half-skips to the door.]

First GFC Meeting of the quarter! [ACTION]

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(backdated to mid Saturday afternoon)

[Sitting on the stage of the quad is everyone's favorite GFC leader! There's a spot just in front of the stage with a big blanket for everyone who comes to the meeting to sit on (he has an extra one if many people come) and...SNACKS! Just some cookies he bought. It isn't much, but he appreciates all the members and their efforts!

Everyone is responsible for their own drinks, though.

A notebook is in his lap is being filled with notes while Gakupo sings this little melody, swinging his feet a bit. Ah, there's an idea! Scriblbe scribble!]

Give...a performance. [Best idea yet!]




(ooc: this is open to anyone who is interested in joining the GFC! Also, Gakupo is looking for a vice leader! Bring your ideas, guys, to be incorporated into Homecoming!)

002 ♋ action

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[All right so technically speaking, it's Karkat's birthday. Technically. He's aware of this, and a little confused by it because he's pretty sure his wriggling day just happened, but then again, Weird Time Shenanigans are sort of bullshit.]

[Either way, he's skulking around in the shadows more than usual today, sort of hiding. He still hasn't really gotten an honest day's sleep since he got here, mostly on purpose but partly not on purpose, though, so it's probably pretty easy to spot and/or sneak up on him.]

[Currently he's hanging out in a corner of the Garden, overlooking something else with his trademark irritated scowl.]

[The fact that he's honestly hoping nobody finds him clearly means you should.]

[[ooc; tags are gonna be really hella slow until tomorrow at around 7PM EST, since I work at ass o'clock and should really be sleeping. But here I am posting things anyway. :|b]]