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[entropyoptimism.livejournal.com]

When: April 1st, 4 am
Where: The lobby, bar and surrounding corridors.
Who: EVERYBODY DANCE NOW
Why: I emo'd up my own lj for april fools, but I kind of wanted to get something going here, too. Yes, I know it's april 2nd.

Water balloons - check. Thingies which make amusing noises when stepped/sat on - check. Bucket of jelly carefully balanced on every door (and windows propped open for use in circumnavigating said doors) - check. Variety of booby traps on the floor in the style of rakes to be stepped on and banana skins - check.

Destruction put the final finishing touches on the fake spiders hanging from the ceiling and grinned. All was set. Within a few hours, everybody was going to wake up, and most probably head down this way, where they would hopefully walk into his trap.

He made his way round to the stereo he'd hooked up with all those tripwires and selected a tape. It was Queen. In fact, looking through the box, it seemed that ALL the tapes were Queen. "Huh," Destruction muttered, wondering if someone else weren't playing April Fools jokes as well, then shrugged and put in the tape. Setting the volume to the loudest setting he climbed out onto a window ledge and settled down to wait...

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The Bar is in the Restaurant, yes?

[radishesncorks.livejournal.com]

Luna had woken up rather late this morning, as she had been up late last night trying to get her Arithmancy sums correct within an hour of the setting moon. She made her way down to the little restaurant on the first floor without incident. Not that she was expecting any incidents, prankful or otherwise, to occur.

Yawning hugely, she opened the door to the restaurant, and was greeted with a bucketful of green jelly. A bucketful of green jelly that had, more precisely, fallen on her head. She blinked, mouth still open in mid-yawn. Luna touched her cheek with a finger that came away green. She stared at her finger for a moment. Then she placed her fingertip in her mouth, licking the goo off.

"Mmm. Lime. My favourite."

Re: The Bar is in the Restaurant, yes?

[entropyoptimism.livejournal.com]

Destruction grinned hugely from his place on the window across the hall, whence he could just see the girl being jellied. Seeing that she wasn't moving further into the room, he called out "Hey, can you come over here? I need your help with something."

After all, it wouldn't do to have a guest not experience the full potential of April Fools Day.

Um, should Luna step on some booby traps then?

[radishesncorks.livejournal.com]

Luna thought she vaguely recognized the man who was standing near the window across the hall. Ah! Yes, it was... actually, she'd never gotten his name. Luna shrugged and called back, "Sure. What do you need my help for?" She walked towards him, but not really paying attention to where she was going, as she shook most of the jelly off. With a muttered "Scrougify!" she was mostly clean, but she still could feel a bit of jelly squishing between her shoulderblades.

Poor Luna never got a chance. With a surprised "Oof!" she was on her bottom, having slipped on what seemed to be... a banana peel?

Re: Um, yes? Whatever you feel is funniest, i'm not touchy. Alternately you could wait for some more

[entropyoptimism.livejournal.com]

Destruction laughed out loud as Luna's foot slid across the floor. And hit a tripwire...

"We are the Champions" blared out across the manor loud enough to wake the dead, and certainly enough to wake the voluntarily corporeal.

Destructions eyes crossed. It suddenly occurred to him that it may have been a good idea to invest in a pair of earplugs. Too late, however - the shock of the sound-wave blast toppled him right out of his perch on the windowsill. He landed on a rollerskate and careened across the room until he smacked into a doorframe, where he sat down abruptly.

Peals of surprised Endlessly laughter almost but not quite drowned out the music.

Haha, k. XD We could watch and wait for the others together!

[radishesncorks.livejournal.com]

It was a good thing Luna was already on the floor. She winced as the loud music cut across the whole space of the restaurant and almost cried out "Silencio!" But as the large man sat there laughing, she decided against it, and instead Transfigured the banana peel into a pair of earplugs, which she promptly stuffed in her ears*.

Carefully avoiding the booby traps that she was now looking out for, she made her way over to him, and held a hand out to help him up. "Hi! I'm Luna!" she shouted as loud as she was able.

*Her ears would be smelling of banana for days. Not that it was really a problem.

Re: Haha, k. XD We could watch and wait for the others together!

[entropyoptimism.livejournal.com]

"D- Uh, William!" He shouted back. "Isn't it beautiful?"

With that he took her extended hand... only to pull her down onto the floor beside him with a wide grin.

[average-adam.livejournal.com]

Adam walked in, hands over his ears, and neatly sidestepped the rigged buckets of jelly. Catching sight of Luna and Destruction on the floor, he laughed.

"Hey there!" he yelled, grinning. "Did you do this?"

[entropyoptimism.livejournal.com]

"Who, me?" Destruction tried to look innocent. "Would I be sitting on my arse without earplugs if I had?"

[average-adam.livejournal.com]

"Yes," said Adam smiling. "I expect you would. Do you think we can turn it down just a little bit?"

[entropyoptimism.livejournal.com]

"Um... if you can find the stereo." Destruction glanced across at said machine, which was surrounded by rollerskates, bananapeels and an intricate network of greasy string which he felt he mgiht have gotten slightly carried away with.

[average-adam.livejournal.com]

Adam made his way gingerly through the room avoiding all the traps and pitfalls until he stood in front of the stereo. Locating the volume knob, he turned it down to a tolerable volume, and ears still ringing came back to where Destruction and Luna were sitting.

"This is pretty funny," he said. "I didn't think of doin' anythin' for April Fool's Day. Did you fool anyone else yet?"

[radishesncorks.livejournal.com]

"Well, apparently he fooled that old guy over there." said Luna, pointing.

"April Fool's? Oh, so that's why!" said Luna. "I thought it was because, well, some friends of mine had come visiting."

"By the way, I'm Luna." she said, extending an arm, still sitting on the floor.

[allfather-odin.livejournal.com]

There were very few things that Wednesday liked less than getting up the morning after he had drank a little too much Jimmy Beam.

But as 'We Are the Champions' played loudly throughout the Manor, he relized that this was, indeed, worse.

Someone would pay for the indignity of playing 'And bad mistakes... I've made a few' after he has just woken up with the worst hangover since prohibition.

He walked into the bar and... Big Surprise, there was Destrution. He saw the red-head grinning at a girl and talking to the antichrist. The banana peels, jello, rollerskates, and waxed string reminded him of his last get-together with Freyja, but realizing that fertility godesses just weren't that kinky anymore, he figured it must have some other meaning.

He stepped gingerly into the room, (or as gingery as a 6'+ muscley old god can) only to have a rake flip up from the floor and whack him in the head. With unexpeted trajectory, his glass eyeball flew through the air, landing in, what else? but a glass full of anonymous liquor that must have been left out from the night before. Covering the empty socket he yelled at Destruction. "So what's the occaison, Kjöt Höfuð?"

[entropyoptimism.livejournal.com]

Destruction nodded with approval at the flight of the glass eyeball and waved cheerfully at Wednesday. "Happy April Fools, old friend! A bit of a newfangled tradition, but..." he shrugged and spread his arms as though to indicate that the surrounding chaos was worth it. "Come join us!"

[allfather-odin.livejournal.com]

One-eyed, Wednesday's depth perception was somewhat lacking, so he wasn't completely surprised when he practically fell on his ass via roller-skate. Somehow, though, he managed to stay vertical. He looked at Destruction, the entity was enjoying this.

"April Fools, eh?" Wednesday felt he had a good idea who the 'fool' in question was as he watched Destruction proudly indicate the mess.

"Alright, I think I will join you." He grinned the way Fenris wolf would right before he chomped down on his ragnorok snack*. Seeing the trip-wires attatched to the jukebox, he yanked on one- tipping the wirlitzer nearly on top of Destruction's head. The song abruptly changed to "Another One Bites the Dust.'

*which was to be Odin, as it turned out

[radishesncorks.livejournal.com]

Luna giggled when the rake whacked the old man on the head, and started laughing out loud when his eyeball flew through the air, only to land in a glass full of liquid. "That's... that's really funny!" said Luna, gasping, in between bursts of laughter.

[allfather-odin.livejournal.com]

Wednesday turned to Luna, then. "Oh, I didn't see you, young lady," Feeling suddenly Loki-like, he reached into his pocket, pulling out a bright, shiny coin. "You look like a wizard, my dear. Maybe I can offer you this rare and magical coin. I've had it for ages but have never had much use for it."

Slowly making his way to Luna, he offered her the coin. "You have to be careful, though. Are you familiar with Nordic spells? Sidr? Very powerful. Just repeat after me: 'ÉG munu Baulabaul eins og a kýr'and you'll learn the secret of the ages."

Of course, what he didn't tell her is that the secret of the ages was that the world began when Audumla, the cosmic cow, licked God and the giant Ymir from a huge block of salty ice. Therefore, the fact that this spell actually caused a person only to be able to 'moo' was more of a hint than an actual revelation.

[radishesncorks.livejournal.com]

"Hmm. Well, how much do you want for it? It looks pretty valuable, sir." said Luna.

"I've heard about Nordic spells, but I've never seen one in action, as yet. It would be interesting."

[allfather-odin.livejournal.com]

"Oh I think you'll find it very interesting, young lady. You look like just the type of person that could handle Nordic spells. Only very intellegent people can really handle them, so you should do just fine."
Wednesday smiled.

"Well, you're right, it is a very valuable coin... hmmm... perhaps you might be able to help me. Sometimes I need help for my magical spells. Maybe you could find time to help an old man with his magic?" Wednesday took the coin and placed it in her hand. "Just repeat after me, my dear. "ÉG munu Baulabaul eins og a kýr."'

[bipolar-uriel.livejournal.com]

Uriel did not sleep, so he couldn't be woken up. However, he definitely noticed the overly loud music that crashed through the Manor, and winced. At first he chose to ignore it just like he could ignore coldness, for example. It worked. (The tiny musical part of him may have reacted to Israfel's voice by improving his hearing, but as far as he was concerned, this was not music, the opinions of most of the human world aside.)

Then, however, he registered a change in the lack of sound his senses were currently directing into his consciousness. Returning his hearing to about normal, he noticed that the music had been changed into something far less loud. Apparently somebody had interfered. Hmm.

Curiosity was one of his major traits. Therefore, he soon found himself walking towards the source of the noise (his mind still wasn't categorizing it as music). As he got nearer to the lobby he could sense several auras there. Two he vaguely recognized as belonging to his brother and Destruction -- somehow, he was not surprised in the least. Then there was a soul aura with a hint of magic in it -- a wizard or a witch, then -- and... And Adam. Ah, yes, Adam.

He opened the door and stared at the scene in front of him. Everything else he would have accepted easily -- even the fact that Wednesday had apparently misplaced his glass eye; after all, Destruction was around -- but seeing the Antichrist covered in red jelly was a bit too much even for him. "What exactly is going on here, if I may ask?" he asked in what he hoped was a calm voice, taking a step forward at the same time.

That was a mistake. The step, that is. His attention entirely on the other occupants of the room -- especially Adam -- he failed to notice the conveniently placed banana peel his foot was just about to land on. And did land on.

Angels are by nature graceful creatures. However, it is quite hard not to be about to fall when the floor -- or what's supposed to be the floor but has taken the form of a banana peel -- slides away from under your foot. As Uriel found the floor nearing his face too quickly to be comfortable his instincts did everything they could to keep him from completing the fall. It didn't work.

So, Uriel landed on his face on the floor, full angel wings spread wide, failed in their task of keeping him upright or at least slowing down his fall.

[radishesncorks.livejournal.com]

It would be a strange world if we heard ordinary cows laughing. However, they might sound like this: "Moo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!"

This, of course, came from Luna, currently standing next to the Anti-christ covered in jelly. The wings that had whipped out of Uriel's back didn't phase her in the least. Afterall, if you've seen some of Hagrid's more interesting cross-breeds, you're practically unshockable.

[bipolar-uriel.livejournal.com]

Uriel pushed himself up from the floor. He hadn't really been hurt in his unfortunate fall, and what little damage had been done he healed immediately. He glared at the laughing beings. "Very nice indeed," he said dryly. "Just wait until I get back at you, you destructive little..."

Then, however, he thought about it again. In the end it was quite funny, now that he thought about it -- if not from his own point of view, then at least from that of the others. He probably would have laughed, too, had he seen Destruction doing the same.

A little giggle burst out. He didn't attempt to stop it.

Surely there were times when he was allowed to have fun, too. Especially as Wednesday was there to look after him.

His mind filled with plans that might have been evil if he hadn't been an angel and thus incapable of such things, he walked towards the others, this time making sure not to step on anything. "So you're the one responsible for all this, eh?"

[average-adam.livejournal.com]

Adam gave a sheepish, little, red-covered wave, grinned, and pointed surreptitiously at Destruction.

[bipolar-uriel.livejournal.com]

Uriel looked at Destruction, shaking his head. "I'm not surprised in the least," he said with a slightly frustrated sigh. However, a smile was all the time tugging at the corners of his lips as he forced laughter to stay inside. "Who else could come up with something as foolish and absolutely senseless? Do you perhaps want to have everybody angry at you? I really doubt that noise you call music played at such a horrible volume is anyone's preferred choice of a wake-up call."

He was vaguely aware that there was still some non-music-called-music playing in the background, but he did not hear it. His ears were rather skilled in not picking up any audio signals he did not care to hear -- oh, all that noise in Heaven, it was a wonder he hadn't shown clear signs of craziness much earlier -- and thus he did not hear it, simple as that.

Even while he spoke, hoping to draw the others' -- or at least Destruction's -- attention on himself, his own attention was elsewhere. To be exact, carefully making a certain object float through the air. It came to stop on top of Destructuion's head -- and then fell down, right on top of his head.

Really. He should know better than to leave water balloons lying around.

[entropyoptimism.livejournal.com]

Destruction practically chortled in delight. Everything was going swimmingly. "Have a nice trip?" He called to the angel, waving.