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OOC: This story is about a high school senior class fundraiser so all of the high school students will be 18. There's openings for many roles such as students, townspeople that attend the carnival, a celebrity or two as a main attraction at the carnival, school faculty, and other roles. This thread is open so feel free to post.
IC: I'll play Brad Paulson, 18 years old, Senior class president, 6 foot 2, 195 pounds, blonde hair, blue eyes
When I decided to run for senior class president I thought it would be essentially a meanlingless title and all it would mean was a few more pictures in the yearbook but I was wrong. Much to my dismay there were actually responsibilities that went along with being class president. Most of the class projects I was in charge of were about making money for our senior trip. I helped organize school dances, bake sales, and car washes yet we were still nowhere near our goal. With the deadline fast approaching the principal had put the duty of finding a super-profitable fundraiser squarely on my shoulders. I racked my brain for days and finally came up with the idea of a school carnival. I decided to branch out and make it more than football players juggling and essentially a glorified talent show and invite some local bands to play and possibly get a pro-athlete or celebrity that was an alumni of the school to come by and sign autographs. I figured those ideas would at least get people to buy an admission ticket and no doubt spend some more cash once inside. However the only semi-celebrities to ever come out of Bronsfield were a washed up baseball player and an actress that had done some adult films before her only big role as a waitress in major motion picture.
The fundraiser was supposed to be student based so I began jotting down ideas for the seniors to do at the carnival. I thought of a kissing booth for the cheerleaders. At one dollar a kiss we could probably haul in at least $500 from it. It was too bad we couldn't have an adult themed carnival and offer the patrons of the kiss booth more than just a kiss. If we could we'd reach our target fund easily and have money leftover. I wrote "maybe" next to it since my girlfriend Julie is a cheerleader and I get jealous enough knowing all the older men are looking at her, I don't need to see her kissing them. I couldn't really think of anything for the boys in the class to do other than maybe do some volunteer work around the community such as mow grass for elderly people and then ask for a donation. Although donations kind of defeat the purpose of volunteer work. A dunk tank would give us all the chance to see some of the hottest girls in a wet t-shirt. I realized my ideas were getting more perverted and decided to give my brain a rest. I decided to call Julie and see if she had any ideas for the carnival. Julie was great and I was really hoping that her and I could make our senior trip a memorable moment since we hadn't been intimate yet and we were both planning busy summers and then off to different colleges.
"Hey Jules, it's me" I said after the answering machine beep, "I'm just calling to say hi, I think I've got some decent ideas for the senior class school carnival such as a kissing booth and dunk tank, if you've got any ideas let me know. I've got to submit this to the principal tomorrow and the goal is to have the carnival on Friday. Talk to you later, Love ya." I hung up the phone and tapped the pen on the paper hoping more ideas would come to me.
IC: I'll play Brad Paulson, 18 years old, Senior class president, 6 foot 2, 195 pounds, blonde hair, blue eyes
When I decided to run for senior class president I thought it would be essentially a meanlingless title and all it would mean was a few more pictures in the yearbook but I was wrong. Much to my dismay there were actually responsibilities that went along with being class president. Most of the class projects I was in charge of were about making money for our senior trip. I helped organize school dances, bake sales, and car washes yet we were still nowhere near our goal. With the deadline fast approaching the principal had put the duty of finding a super-profitable fundraiser squarely on my shoulders. I racked my brain for days and finally came up with the idea of a school carnival. I decided to branch out and make it more than football players juggling and essentially a glorified talent show and invite some local bands to play and possibly get a pro-athlete or celebrity that was an alumni of the school to come by and sign autographs. I figured those ideas would at least get people to buy an admission ticket and no doubt spend some more cash once inside. However the only semi-celebrities to ever come out of Bronsfield were a washed up baseball player and an actress that had done some adult films before her only big role as a waitress in major motion picture.
The fundraiser was supposed to be student based so I began jotting down ideas for the seniors to do at the carnival. I thought of a kissing booth for the cheerleaders. At one dollar a kiss we could probably haul in at least $500 from it. It was too bad we couldn't have an adult themed carnival and offer the patrons of the kiss booth more than just a kiss. If we could we'd reach our target fund easily and have money leftover. I wrote "maybe" next to it since my girlfriend Julie is a cheerleader and I get jealous enough knowing all the older men are looking at her, I don't need to see her kissing them. I couldn't really think of anything for the boys in the class to do other than maybe do some volunteer work around the community such as mow grass for elderly people and then ask for a donation. Although donations kind of defeat the purpose of volunteer work. A dunk tank would give us all the chance to see some of the hottest girls in a wet t-shirt. I realized my ideas were getting more perverted and decided to give my brain a rest. I decided to call Julie and see if she had any ideas for the carnival. Julie was great and I was really hoping that her and I could make our senior trip a memorable moment since we hadn't been intimate yet and we were both planning busy summers and then off to different colleges.
"Hey Jules, it's me" I said after the answering machine beep, "I'm just calling to say hi, I think I've got some decent ideas for the senior class school carnival such as a kissing booth and dunk tank, if you've got any ideas let me know. I've got to submit this to the principal tomorrow and the goal is to have the carnival on Friday. Talk to you later, Love ya." I hung up the phone and tapped the pen on the paper hoping more ideas would come to me.
