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- * event - graduation,
- blue (pokemon),
- bowser (mario),
- bulba/venusaur (pokemon),
- byakuya togami (dangan ronpa),
- byrne (zelda; spirit tracks),
- caim (drakengard),
- cammy white (street fighter),
- captain falcon (f-zero),
- chell (portal),
- chili (pokemon),
- chiyo/vaporeon (pokemon),
- cid highwind (final fantasy vii),
- connor kenway (assassin's creed),
- cress (pokemon),
- cyrus (pokemon),
- desmond miles (assassin's creed),
- eirika (fire emblem),
- furiae (drakengard),
- gold (pokemon),
- green (pokemon),
- henry (fire emblem),
- jock/arcanine (pokemon),
- jon talbain (darkstalkers),
- kazooie (banjo-kazooie),
- kiyotaka ishimaru (dangan ronpa),
- knuckles (sonic the hedgehog),
- kyogre (pokemon),
- little mac (punch out),
- mary (ib),
- max (advance wars),
- mondo oowada (dangan ronpa),
- mukuro ikusaba (dangan ronpa),
- nabooru (zelda),
- naoya (devil survivor),
- phoenix wright (ace attorney),
- pit (kid icarus),
- pulseman (pulseman),
- red (pokemon),
- rhys (fire emblem),
- riley (pokemon),
- shadow (sonic the hedgehog),
- snake (metal gear),
- soryk val'kaeon/blood elf (warcraft),
- ulki (fire emblem),
- vianca/winged pikmin (pikmin),
- vinnie/venusaur (pokemon),
- voile/gardevoir (pokemon),
- watt (mario),
- wheatley (portal),
- zelda (zelda; ocarina of time)
I'll be there for you
Who: EV ERY ONE
What: Graduation. Prom.
When: The evening of May 31st.
Where: The Stadium.
Warnings: WHO KNOWS
One might find the stadium a little hot and humid for those used to a spring graduation ceremony. This fine evening the Academy is experiencing its first hints of summer, a warm breeze providing relief to those who would sit on the stadium floor, which had been rearranged into a platform overlooking neat rows of chairs meant to seat the gathered crowd of faculty and students. Towards the other end of the complex was the arrangement for the prom that was to follow. Food and drink, chairs and tables, each with a floral centerpiece, and, of course, a dance floor.

Before everyone could get their party on, however, there was the main event of the evening. From his place at the podium, Master Hand watched students and staff alike find their way into the stadium. With the recent robot shenanigans, there seemed to be tensions in need of dispelling. If the Headmaster knew one thing, however, it was that some silly city antics were not going to ruin this esteemed event. Not tonight. Not if he could help it.
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HEY DUDES! Here's how stuff is going to work. We kick off the log with GRADUATION. This part of the log will be divided into separate threads. I'll post them all at once, so feel free to hop around, mingle, post whenever, wherever.
HOWEVER, once the PROM starts, it will be up to you guys to post your own threads. Please check out last year's log if you'd like an idea of how this works. Everything after the thread titled "DISMISSAL" (I will post that in a bit, so don't post prom threads until I have that up!) will be considered prom, though don't let that stop you from continuing to post in the graduation section.
Please label all your threads appropriately! (Examples: "SHENANIGANS AT THE FOOD TABLE", "DANCE-OFF", "THE PUNCH IS SPIKED", "BOTHER X" In general, a location + what is going on in the thread is the way to go. Obviously, more than one thread can take place at the same location. Linking back and forth when and if you thread hop is very much appreciated. If things start to look a bit laggy, we'll bump to the next page. Most importantly, HAVE FUN, and let a mod know about any problems or concerns you might have!
What: Graduation. Prom.
When: The evening of May 31st.
Where: The Stadium.
Warnings: WHO KNOWS
One might find the stadium a little hot and humid for those used to a spring graduation ceremony. This fine evening the Academy is experiencing its first hints of summer, a warm breeze providing relief to those who would sit on the stadium floor, which had been rearranged into a platform overlooking neat rows of chairs meant to seat the gathered crowd of faculty and students. Towards the other end of the complex was the arrangement for the prom that was to follow. Food and drink, chairs and tables, each with a floral centerpiece, and, of course, a dance floor.

Before everyone could get their party on, however, there was the main event of the evening. From his place at the podium, Master Hand watched students and staff alike find their way into the stadium. With the recent robot shenanigans, there seemed to be tensions in need of dispelling. If the Headmaster knew one thing, however, it was that some silly city antics were not going to ruin this esteemed event. Not tonight. Not if he could help it.
-------
HEY DUDES! Here's how stuff is going to work. We kick off the log with GRADUATION. This part of the log will be divided into separate threads. I'll post them all at once, so feel free to hop around, mingle, post whenever, wherever.
HOWEVER, once the PROM starts, it will be up to you guys to post your own threads. Please check out last year's log if you'd like an idea of how this works. Everything after the thread titled "DISMISSAL" (I will post that in a bit, so don't post prom threads until I have that up!) will be considered prom, though don't let that stop you from continuing to post in the graduation section.
Please label all your threads appropriately! (Examples: "SHENANIGANS AT THE FOOD TABLE", "DANCE-OFF", "THE PUNCH IS SPIKED", "BOTHER X" In general, a location + what is going on in the thread is the way to go. Obviously, more than one thread can take place at the same location. Linking back and forth when and if you thread hop is very much appreciated. If things start to look a bit laggy, we'll bump to the next page. Most importantly, HAVE FUN, and let a mod know about any problems or concerns you might have!
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Or at least it was secure until a metal ring had enough of the ominously jingling shit and broke. A single important key clattered to the ground. It was a little unconventional in shape, but Mondo would likely recognize why.
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She had a hot ass that could rival Ishimaru's and spent the rest of the night staring at it instead of helping herHis first instinct was to get closer and pick it up so he could return it to her safe and sound. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a flat, dated-looking ignition key. Not just any old key.And then he stole it. Finders keepers Samoose weepersHe'd better give it back to her. It would be pretty unfortunate if she were left stranded without a ride home. Mondo chased after her leaving form, calling out, "Oi! You, in the blue dress! You dropped something."
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"...?" She half-spun on her heel, attention drawn to what was that on his head w--oh right that kid with the weird hair style.
Samus briefly hefted the side of her dress and checked her leg, noting her gun was where it should be but something was missing. My key...?
"Yes?" She looked expectantly at the student, hoping he indeed had what she was missing.
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It's worth noting his slight distractedness. It's not every day you see a woman packing firearms under her dress like that, and it was kind of a shocker.
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his hair was cornwas a key that belonged tocorn hairacornbike.And his distractedness, for sure. It was either her legs or the thing between her legs, she concluded. The woman had no obvious qualms hefting the dress back up either way. With care and only a minor amount of fumbling, she
shoved the key in her cleavagefound a new keyring to secure it to."I'd hate to have to rely on someone else for a ride, even for just one night."
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You got something to say about corn, lady?!Whoever this lady was, she came across as, for lack of any better word, pretty badass. She seemed like someone he wouldn't want to mess with, even if he were okay with taking on girls, but he was already beginning to respect her, if not intimidate him a little with her clear scrutiny. He was already starting to suspect she thought little of his type. Fair enough."Yeah. And have to come back the next morning just to take it back. What a hassle..." Nonetheless, he just kept trucking on with casual conversation, not finding it difficult in the slightest. "So just out of curiosity, what do you ride?"
making up bike mumbo jumbo tech stuff aw yeaaaah
Maybe if he cawed and chirped instead."A custom machine." Not unlike her ship. "A hunter-class cold superconducting generator with a G-Diffuser system."
I'll roll with that
That was the melodic sound of Mondo staring at her in unmitigated perplexity because what? He had no idea what just came out of her mouth. If Samus were catapulting this information in an attempt to land it safely into Mondo's mental register, it probably went so far up and over his head that it high-fived God on the way up and out.
"Huh? Superquacking jean-diddly what?" He's not very good at big words he doesn't understand. "What the hell? Are you trying to confuse me?"
vroom vroom rollin rollin
"A motorcycle." Samus tried again, cold sarcasm coating every syllable. "It's the red one in the parking lot. It goes fast."
7 days later I actually tag go me (don't be me)
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Then again, those were... unpleasant circumstances. This kid sounded a lot more receptive about it, which was a nice change.
"Out of a junkyard, believe it or not. It took some time and patience but I got it cleaned up. It even hovers." Her voice eased a little. It was really her favorite pet project. Her mind was liable to wander with curiosity and a thirst for knowledge--from what part of that specie did she just pull off her windshield to the meaning of life itself. Her adoptive parents instilled much of this in her, so Samus needed something to keep her mentally stimulated.
"...You like bikes?"
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"Of course I like bikes!" declared Mondo. "I was only the second leader of Japan's most feared and revered motorcycle gang! We were called the Crazy Diamonds. You either had be dumb as fuck or have guts of steel to mess with us. But either way you'd be stupid, 'cause not even steel can match up to Diamonds!"
It felt seriously weird to put it in the past tense, he idly thought to himself as he told Samus. This tempered his usual loud explanation to a less enthusiastically vociferous level. More quietly proud than excessively proud.
"My brother started it. He made it great, I kept it great."
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Nevermind the inaccuracy he just brought to light which she was keen to focus on--that, while yes the hardness and crystal structure of a diamond was impressive, it still wasn't very resistant to crushing pressures and could easily be broken under a simple hammer and--
"Is your brother still around?"
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Talking about how he died would be something else, he began to realize. Now that he wasn't trying to cover up a big secret, what would he tell people? Would the truth come out? It was such a foreign concept, to tell just anyone the real circumstances of his brother's death than the fake one he'd always spouted. It felt too weird to be natural and opened up feelings of insecurity again, the kneejerk kind that made him want to preserve the gang that... wasn't here anymore either. For now, he played it safe and didn't push on the topic any more unless prodded to.
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"Do you have a bike here?"
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"If you don't mind, I'd like to see it sometime." But there was knowledge to be gained, she felt, in his experiences. There was something especially pleasing seeing someone craft something of their own in the world by their own hands.
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superhigherschoollevel of skill to accomplish. That, and a desperate need to go out riding again after you've been trapped inside a gloomy murder school. "The engine sounds even better than when I got it!"