fandomhigh_ooc | OOC but IC: FH Awards Results

Screw the freaking Oscars! It's award time Baby!

And the winnahs are...

Best Performance - Female: Nadia Santos

Best Performance - Male: Sam Beckett!Marty

Best Performance - Thing: Mountie Hat

OTP: Rita & Wilbur

Best Teacher: Grissom

Best Student: Blair

Best Townie: Artie

Best Scene - Drama: Study Group

Best Scene - Funniest: Quantum Leap Week

Best Journal - Content:

soldtoarmenians

Best Journal - Layout:

pyramid_is_life

Best Kiss: Angel/Kry

Best Pet: Jeremiah

Cusack's Choice:
GOB, because dammit.... he's worth it.

And the winnahs are...

Best Performance - Female: Nadia Santos
Best Performance - Male: Sam Beckett!Marty
Best Performance - Thing: Mountie Hat
OTP: Rita & Wilbur

Best Teacher: Grissom
Best Student: Blair
Best Townie: Artie

Best Scene - Drama: Study Group
Best Scene - Funniest: Quantum Leap Week

Best Journal - Content:

soldtoarmenians
Best Journal - Layout:

pyramid_is_life

Best Kiss: Angel/Kry
Best Pet: Jeremiah

Cusack's Choice:
GOB, because dammit.... he's worth it.

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You have thirty seconds to thank everyone you know IC before Tino seduces you offstage.

*stands there in shock with a large dopey grin on her face while Artie poses proudly.*

*applauds until hands hurt*

Marty steps up to the podium with a confused look on his face. "Um. Sam Beckett couldn't be here this evening. Actually I have no idea who this Sam Beckett is-

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"Oh Boy. Not again."

A door opens from seemingly nowhere and Al steps through it. "You seem to like this place, Sam."

Sam turns and looks at Al with a confused expression. "Al? What the heck am I doing back here?"

"Good question," Al answered, a little bit distracted by the women in the audience. "I mean, hang on, let me check Ziggy." He thwapped his handset a few times. "Looks like you have an award to accept. No, wait -- we have two awards to accept."

"Awards? I spend a week here and they want to give me an award for it?" Sam asked confused as all hell.

"Apparently. It says ... best male performance and best plot." He looked up. "A crowd like this, you wouldn't think the regular guys would have performance problems, but I guess they do."

Al shrugged and put his console away "Anyhow, there's a 89 percent chance that you get to go home if you pick the things up."

Sam sighed. "Well all right. Well first I have to thank my buddy Al ~~Angela~~ for being there for me for the past umpteen years as I've lept from place to place. I'd also like to thank the Gimore-Danes; That guy with the funky hair; That demon guy and his girlfriend; The kid who wiggles his fingers; The girl who has the same name as me and that guy at the vending machine. Am I forgetting anyone?"

"Only the blonde in the leather. She was a constant source of-" *clears throat* "-inspiration in my time in Fandom."

"Al! I can't say that!"

Al sighs heavily. "Have it your way, choirboy. Now grab the statue-thingie and we can get outta here."

Sam picks up the awards and-

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Marty looks around very confused. "Okay... what just happened?"

Angela walks up and pats Marty on the shoulder "You were talking to yourself. Did you get into Lucas's brownies again?"

"No. I don't think so. God this is a strange town."

"Thank god we got away for a nice quiet vacation," Angela replied as they walked offstage.

"Yeah and everyone is safe at home and no one has been poisoned." Marty said walking with her blissfully unaware of anything going on back home.

The lights dimmed and as if from out of nowhere, The Final Countdown began to play. GOB took the stage and went through his standard opening. To finish this off, he took his award and in a blast of smoke, seemingly turned it into a dove.

Unfortunately, the dove was dead and hit the ground. At this point, Tino went ahead and tried to seduce GOB offstage, but as always, GOB ignored him.

GOB picked up the dead dove, held it like an award, and gave his speech. "I'm honored that you all voted for me and selected me as best... um, what did I win?" Tino walked over and whispered something in GOB's ear. "Wait, it was the MC guy's award? The rest of these people didn't vote for me or anything?" Tino shook his head. "Then screw all of you. No, seriously, screw you. I was nominated for my hilariously flawed Valentine's plan and I didn't win? Screw. You. All of you. To Hell."

He then chucked the dead dove into the crowd. "Oh, and thanks to the MC guy for the dove, Becky - the inspiration for the plan that didn't win because all of these people suck, Jarod - a good friend and a better bartender, Miho - you haven't sliced me, thanks for that, Artie - for staying the hell away from me when I'm around, Mountie - for backing off and helping me with Valentine's Day and don't worry, buddy, your secret is safe with me (seriously, Bette Midler? Geez), and all of the whores in town - you're great girls."

"And I'd like to dedicate this to my father, George Bluth." GOB started to tear up. "Finally, you can be proud of me, Dad! I did something right! You can be proud that you gave your name to me! Does Michael hae a Fandom Award? No! He doesn't! And also-" Tino whispered something else to GOB. "Wait, the mime was around here somewhere?"

GOB suddenly went off to hunt down the freaking mime on the mainland. No mimes in his town. That was his rule. It was time for some mime punching.

[OOC: GOB's opinions do not necessarily reflect those of his player. His player does not think that you all suck. His player does not think that you all should go to hell. Much love for all.]

Becky stared.

Then hopped up in front of the audience for a moment.

"Um, I didn't tell him to do the Valentine's Day thing. Just throwing that out there. So...no 'credit' to me, please."

She then ran off. Possibly to help beat up a mime.

GOB ran back onto the stage. "Oh, also, big thanks to my boss, Lorne, for not firing my ass for not performing in God knows how long. You rule."

Rita blinked.

She considered telling everyone that, in fact, Wilbur did not exist and never had.

On the other hand...

"Thank you all. You're absolutely darling to vote for me," she gushed, holding the award like a someone broken. "Wilbur couldn't make it today, but I'll pass along your well wishes. And, er...go team Skeeter!"

She stood up there for awhile, beaming in a way she imagined was radiant, until eventually Tino lured her offstage with a promise of chocolate frogs.

Because yay chocolate.

When Fraser's hat wins an award, he really starts to think that Fandom's seemingly intense interest in his hat might be something worthy of investigating.

Nevertheless, he accepts the award and nods.

"Thank you kindly for rewarding my...hat," he says and that just sounds so strange. "Fandom is, indeed, filled with generous people and interesting people and, I'm sure, if my hat was a sentient being, it would thank you. It's not a sentient being though." Here, he scans the audience. "It also has no magical powers of any kind," he adds, just in case people thought his hat was magic for some reason. "It's just a hat, doing it's job and we both thank you kindly for rewarding that."

Heckle them. You know you want too.

I'm beginning to feel like the Susan Lucci of the FH Awards :)

Awww. *pats*

C'mon. The camera is on you. Give it tight-lipped smile and pretend to applaud graciously.

*smiles genuinely because, hey, pseudo-sister*

*applauds genuinely because hurray! no one going through his personal stuff*

...*headdesk*

Honestly, who keeps voting FOR THE HATS?

I may have to put in some rulings on what constitutes a "Thing"

Best Sentient Thing, perhaps?

*makes a thinking cap*

Hats are just as worthy as lollipops.

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