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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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[radishesncorks.livejournal.com]

Blink. "Moo?"* A deal was a deal afterall.

But waitaminute. Had she just been tricked again? Oh well. But didn't this mean that the deal was off? "Moo," said Luna, intending to convey this.

*But how am I supposed to help you when I can only Moo?

[allfather-odin.livejournal.com]

Having the ability to speak most langauges, including those of the bovine persuasion, Wednesday had no difficulty understanding Luna's concerned questions.

"Don't worry, dear girl, whenever I have use of your skills in magic, I'm sure your command of English will return," said Wednesday, smiling one eyed. He strolled over to the bar and grabbed his glass eye oout of the beer glass, rubbing it fastideously on his lapel.

In a moment of kindness quite unlike to old god, Wednesday turned back to Luna. "Do you like ice cream, dear?"

[radishesncorks.livejournal.com]

Luna put her head to the side, and wondered if he was trying to trick her again. Finally she figured that she had nothing to lose, and said, "Moo moooo. Moo-ooo.*"

*Ice-cream's nice. Especially vanilla.