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As the sun sets and the bells chime... [OPEN]

Who: Lt. Surge, Goose, ANYONE EVER
What: An wedding. An reception.
Where: The stadium, then a... a club hall? Yeah, screw your fancy dance halls and ballrooms. THIS is where it's at.
When: February 25th. Wedding takes place in the early evening, reception takes place at night.
Warnings: Depends on who shows up, but swearing's a given.

Smash Academy's stadium. Football games take place here, battles take place here, classes take place here, and now... a wedding takes place here? It's more likely than you think.

The Stadium is decked out in decor, some military-styled, some red/white/blue-schemed. (Guess which ones were set up by which groom?) A long, red carpet laid across the stadium with chairs at either side, stretching out to a small podium fit for a priest. Or... maybe not exactly a priest, but definitely someone legally able to wed a couple. Surge and Goose aren't quite the religious types anyhow. Thus, it was just a hired man registered by law to unite two given people in wedded bliss. It worked, at least.

The setting was pretty typical. It seemed as if they made sure it wasn't too sappy either, sans the... flowers against their will. (ERIKA...) What was this, though? There also appeared to be a radio at the side of the podium (Goose didn't exactly agree to lame ol' piano). There were also... were those fireworks? Seriously? Why were those there? Hmmmm.

Well, regardless, the scene was set. It was all just a matter of the guests arriving and then getting the show on the road.

((OOC // There will be four official threads from here. After the final thread, the reception arrival, is posted up, people will then be free to make their own threads for the reception. Just as a note!))

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((OOC // As a side note, anyone, and I mean ANYONE is able to attend. Despite protests for no troublemakers, they're even free to come screw around and be douchebags. It's not SBG without crazies, after all. GO FOR IT.))

Oh...! This is such a pretty setting!

[What a bunch of nice flowers! This was the kind of wedding Misty could approve of. ~~For now.~~ She walked in and glanced around before taking a seat near the front. She was so excited!]

[Wow. Mac had never been to a wedding before. So this is what it's like. Pretty nice. Mac had brought some wine, as he promised. Two bottles. Goose and his groom were gonna have a heck of a time, he knew it, might as well bring an extra favor. Mac sat near the front as well.]

*Parakarry had never attending to a wedding before and wasn't sure what he was going to be in for. He did find the setup rather nice.

In his arms was a gift for the grooms that consisted of a bottle of wine.*

Wolf walked into the stadium, wearing a nice pair of black pants and a matching shirt. He wasn't the type for anything fancy and he was told he didn't have to be. He had a cigarette he had bummed off another student between his lips. Might as well get some punch, right?

[Rouge arrived with a present under her arm. Two guesses what it was. She glanced around and studied the decorations.]

Not bad, not bad. Though, I've never seen a wedding with such a... patriotic color scheme before. I'm used to the droll shades of white, pink, peach, and other pastel, puke-inducing colors.

[She walked over to the gift table and plopped hers next to the rest. Now... was there any alcohol being served somewhere?]

Edited 2011-02-25 22:14 (UTC)

[Morty wouldn't say he was especially close to Surge (despite them both being gym leaders. What is traveling into Kanto) nor Goose. But they had said everyone was invited and this was a wedding. Morty wanted to congratulate the happy couple no matter who they were. It didn't hurt to make new friends anyway.]

[Morty brought with him, as a gift, a wrapped box of ~nice~ incense. ~~It was probably some sort of aphrodisiac~~ It was some sort of aphrodisiac. lol yeah have fun with that you two??]

[he fancied himself a spot near the back]

[Knuckles had been here since early - he was taking his responsibilities as Official Helper-in-chief v. seriously. See all that stuff over there? Yeah. He moved it. You see all those other things? Those ones over there. Yeah. That stuff. And the stuff to the left of it. He moved that too. All the stuff. He moved it. You know it. You're sitting on some chairs later? Yes, he did move those. Why do you ask? Do you like where you're sitting? You do? Well. You should thank the guy that set up the chairs. Knuckles. He set up the chairs.

Now, he was having a well deserved gatorade and was dressed up as dressy as he ever got ie: NOT his WWRHD?' T'Shirt.]

[And guess who was there as his date?]

I haven't been to a wedding in so long!

Last one I went to was Banjo and Kazooie's wedding. I was best man. I helped move the lazy objects into place. A lot of the objects had eyes and mouths and could move themselves.

[...Huh.]

Just when I think I've heard of all the weird stuff there was to hear...

Actually, some of them are pretty good guys. I remember meeting this one toilet in particular who was pretty chill. Adds to the atmosphere of a place, y'know?

A... toilet?

[Hi Goose, there was a Wave, just like she said.]

[Bill hardly knew either Surge or Goose, but he'd given his word he would be here, so here he was dressed up all nice in a suit and tie. Not that he wasn't looking forward to witnessing such a momentous, happy occasion for two people. There was no doubt in his mind that this was going to be something magical to watch. (E-even with the interesting decorations...)]

[ANSHU IS HERE.]

Goose felt... strange today. It wasn't a bad kind of strange, certainly, but more like a feeling he was unfamiliar with. He felt a different sense of elation, joy, and well, 'fuck yeah gonna party'. It wasn't like the joy he felt on a bar night, at a club, at a school event, or even on a plain ol' date with his lover. It was completely new to him, the feeling of knowing that they'd be committed to each other for the rest of their lives today.

He actually... really liked the thought. He was beyond beaming today.

But enough about sitting inside and getting himself ready. He was fine, he thought, as he tried to stray from the mirror. He kept looking back as he did. Was his hair fine? No loose ends or anything? Was the outfit (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/Shadow_Angel_Umbreon/weddanoutfeetcolor.png) [don't mind the crappiness it is pretty old art actually ahhh] as wrinkle-free as possible? Was everything intact? Was his fly open? Everything seemed to be in order, and the impulsive part of him told him to get the hell out there. The rest of him, however, wanted to be sure.

Eventually, as usual, the impulsive part won.

Out he came. His foot touched that red carpet, and his eyes darted up to inevitably find his fiance- soon, his husband- standing at the altar and waiting for him.

He wouldn't easily admit it, but it made his heart flutter.

Surge was waiting patiently, standing tall, shoulders back and chest out. Though even he had to admit to the butterflies in his stomach. It didn't help when he saw Goose wearing another tacky cape. Still, he smirked at the younger man.

This was it. No turning back now. They were making it official. With everyone from SBG as their witnesses.

Man, how had it come to this? Surge couldn't believe he was actually getting married. Just a few years ago, he would've joked off the idea. Especially getting married to another man. But there he was, about to pledge loyalty and love to the pilot. How the times had changed.

Well, that just busted the reality into his brain unlike anything else. He, too, never would have even considered the idea of marriage until someone like Surge ~~pranked~~ walked his way into his life.

It was kind of funny how things worked out.

Goose approached the altar and gave both Surge and their wedding... whoever (I forgot the term shush--).

"Dearly be-... uh... beloved," the man stammered, staring at Goose's hair as if it was some sort of alien creature that just landed into the stadium. "We are gathered here today to..."

As the man yammered on, Goose honestly didn't pay much attention. He only took Surge's hands in his, his head bowed slightly. All he knew was that they were getting married, and nothing else really mattered, right?

Well, that is, except for the man getting them married.

"... Mr. Goose?"

Goose flipped his head up and stared at the man bewilderedly. Oh. Right. That.

"Ahem. I said... do you take this man, Lieutenant Matties Surge, to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold from this day forward?"

And so, Goose gave the reply any mellow, cheerful husband would give:

"Yeah, yeah, sure."

He wasn't the type to be traditional.

Oh Goose, what was with that response? What a jerk. Surge lightly elbowed the pilot. "Geez, way to not pay attention to your own wedding," he muttered. Still, there was a wide grin on the lieutenant's face.

The minister cleared his throat and turned towards Surge. "Lieutenant Surge, do you take this man, Mr. Goose, to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold from this day forward?"

Well, if Goose could give such a flippant reply, Surge could too. "Hell yeah I do."

Goose couldn't help a bit of a laugh. Well, that certainly was an interesting reply. He was totally fine with this, though.

And then the guy blabbered some more about a couple more things, and... honestly, Goose was just excited for him to hurry up and get to the rings already. He finally did, however, and Goose eagerly took Surge's first.

"Hey, gimme."

The man stared at him amusingly, but said nothing about his jumpy behavior. "Please place this ring on Lieutenant Surge's finger and say-"

"'With this ring, I thee wed' or some shit?"

"... Yes, exactly."

"Oh. Heh. Right." Far from traditional indeed. Goose gently took his husband-to-be's hand and slowly slipped the ring onto his finger.

"With this ring, goddamn this is so corny- I thee wed."

So. Corny.

Oh, so that's how it was going to be. A battle between who could make the most fun out of their wedding, huh? Surge was always up for a challenge. Smirking, he took the other ring.

"With this ring, I thee wed. Maybe."

Grin a mile wide, he placed the ring on Goose's finger.

That grin on his face was wider than anything. Oh Surge, you're absolutely hilarious, even during something as heartfelt as your wedding. Then again, it was not like Goose was being much better.

The best part, however, was still to come. Goose felt his heart slam against his ribcage as the next important line came:

"And by the power bestowed upon me, I now pronounce you husband and..." He glanced at both of them. Well, the man couldn't very well call Goose his wife. "... husband, I'd suppose. You may ki-"

And so Goose hopped onto Surge and brought his lips to his own before the guy could even finish. He probably found them the oddest couple he'd ever wed in his life.

That was a very sudden kiss, but Surge wasn't surprised. He had already half-expected the pilot to jump on him like that. Although he wasn't one for public displays of affection, the lieutenant could make an exception this time. Wrapping his arms around Goose's waist, he kissed back.

And then after that, this happened. (http://community.livejournal.com/sbg_logs/599062.html?thread=36713750#t36713750)

Screw the usual 'throwing rice and running out happily'. This was much better.

Goose peered over toward the back of the stadium where the fireworks sat. A very familiar woman- to him and the lieutenant, at least- approached the fireworks from the seats with a nice box of matches.

"Hey, momma!" The pilot grinned wildly. "Show 'em the grand finale!"

The woman, apparently Goose's mother, smirked almost devilishly, surprising for her demeanor. Like son, like mother. "Sure thing, sugar-bunch! Hey, ya'll, check this out!"

And so she lit them. And the radio turned on.

The club was looking lively and bright. More than lively and bright. Perhaps one may even say it could grant the receptiongoers a bit of a nasty headache. Regardless, here it was in all of its glory. The music that played was usually of the ravers' sort, but on occasion, a little slow dance slipped its way through there. (That... was Mrs. Wauna's fault. Blame her.) The place had any kind of food one could possibly imagine, from typical Southern food to some more traditional wedding food. Along with that, some more casual food could even be found, too. Can't be a thunderbird wedding without pizza and burgers.

Oh yeah, and there was also a big wedding cake. (http://image06.webshots.com/6/0/77/21/79707721vHTHLU_ph.jpg) It's red velvet cake. Guess who ordered it?

The newlyweds entered the reception room first, ready to greet their guests. Mingle with the grooms! Congratulate them! Punch them in the balls! (Okay maybe not that part.) Or maybe just... get a plain ol' greeting from them. Anything!

((OOC // And that's it for the main threads! From here, anyone's free to make whatever threads they want (though this still includes Lizzi and I, of course). Socialize! Eat cake! Dance! Enjoy traditional or untraditional wedding activities! Get party favors! Give gifts! Cause havoc! Go hog wild from here!))

Edited 2011-02-25 23:52 (UTC)

[Knuckles only has one question at this point after drinking quite a few glasses of lovely, lovely Wine.]]

GOOSE! WHO'S THROWING THE BOUQUET, BRA!?

[OH. Well. That was an easy question.]

IT SURE AS HELL AIN'T GONNA BE ME. MATT? [STARE.]

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ARRIVAL: THE RECEPTION!

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