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smash_logs2011-10-02 05:07 pm
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Entry tags:
- * event - blind dates,
- amaterasu (okami),
- apple kid (mother),
- byrne (zelda; spirit tracks),
- caim (drakengard),
- dana/dialga (pokemon),
- doopliss (mario),
- erika (pokemon),
- frank west (dead rising),
- giratina (pokemon),
- kasugami (okami),
- lieutenant surge (pokemon),
- lighter (mother),
- luigi (mario),
- marie/squirtle (pokemon),
- ness (mother),
- ron delite (ace attorney),
- shinon (fire emblem),
- ulki (fire emblem),
- vinnie/venusaur (pokemon),
- voile/gardevoir (pokemon),
- weavile (pokemon)
Blind Dates C Tables
What: BLIND DATES!
Who: Anyone who was sent a note with C table numbers.
Where: Off-campus restaurant. AND BEYOND!
When: September 30th
Warnings: Who knows depending who is here.
[The third group's restaurant is a rotating fancy restaurant, the tallest in all of FDC! The place is high up in the air, and you can see all of the city from above! It slowly moves around itself so you can see the city from 360 degrees.The menu has all sorts of things. Still expensive, however, but you've been given a 100$ budget for eating each!
The lighting is dim, with flickering, oil candles on every table. The place is decorated in stylish black and browns, with reddish lanterns hanged on top. The overhead music is half traditional Italian love songs, half that band you don't remember the name of and sometimes a little song sneaks in. Your servers are all dressed up for the occasion, and speak broken English and talk-like-a-dis despite the menu not being 100% Italian.
Beside each candle, there's a card. Each card has a different letter-number combination.
Find your table!
OH YEAH AND FEEL FREE TO LEAVE THE RESTAURANT AND GO ANYWHERE ELSE!.
..well once you've actually talked with your date anyway. If you try to leave before that, they will try to stop you.]
Who: Anyone who was sent a note with C table numbers.
Where: Off-campus restaurant. AND BEYOND!
When: September 30th
Warnings: Who knows depending who is here.
[The third group's restaurant is a rotating fancy restaurant, the tallest in all of FDC! The place is high up in the air, and you can see all of the city from above! It slowly moves around itself so you can see the city from 360 degrees.The menu has all sorts of things. Still expensive, however, but you've been given a 100$ budget for eating each!
The lighting is dim, with flickering, oil candles on every table. The place is decorated in stylish black and browns, with reddish lanterns hanged on top. The overhead music is half traditional Italian love songs, half that band you don't remember the name of and sometimes a little song sneaks in. Your servers are all dressed up for the occasion, and speak broken English and talk-like-a-dis despite the menu not being 100% Italian.
Beside each candle, there's a card. Each card has a different letter-number combination.
Find your table!
OH YEAH AND FEEL FREE TO LEAVE THE RESTAURANT AND GO ANYWHERE ELSE!.
..well once you've actually talked with your date anyway. If you try to leave before that, they will try to stop you.]
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It was only a few more floors before ground level. Frank, did you really not bring your camera. How could this oversight have happened, Frank. The gods of photojournalism frown on you, Frank, for this neglect.
Meanwhile, as the other man freaked out in desperate silence, Vinnie took his cellphone out of his pocket and calmly snapped a picture. Click
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The camera sat on the windowsill, gazing out into the night sky. Oh Frank, it lamented, how could you forget me? Its lens shone with unbidden tears.
Meanwhile, back in the elevator...
How could I forget my camera? Good thing Vinnie had one on him. Even if it was just a cell phone. Ugh.
...Wait, come to think of it, didn't his have one too? BUT WOULD FRANK WEST REALLY STOOP TO THAT LEVEL? Maybe if he ever took the time to learn how it worked. As it was, he would not have the time to figure it out, because they were now reaching the bottom floor. Spidey stepped out, either completely unaware of what just transpired or just very smug that he had done that to yet another elevator full of unsuspecting victims.
Frank slowly exited behind him, stopping just outside of it to watch him go.
"...Huh."
That was all to say on the matter, really.
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Vinnie was the last to exit the elevator, still distracted with making sure the photo was safely saved. Spinny would love this. Even if it wasn't the real Spider-man, it was a helluva costume. Say what you would about camera phones, they were awfully convenient for those unexpected encounters.
"Wonder where he's going," Vinnie thought out loud as he put the cellphone away. Not that it really mattered to him to find out - he already had enough proof that this hadn't been a dream.
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Spidey doesn't work on that large a scale, Frank.
"Or at least the city. C'mon, that elevator was long enough to starve me half to death." He may have been a little cranky both due to that and the fact that he lost his chance to get a shot of THAT PUBLIC MENACE. "And then lemme see the shot you took and whatever else you have on there so I can estimate where you are skill-wise."
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If Frank cared to flip through the gallery, there was also some hotdog (http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c209/bluebennu/rpsmashing/smashlog/hotdog1.jpg) eating (http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c209/bluebennu/rpsmashing/smashlog/hotdog2.jpg) contest (http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c209/bluebennu/rpsmashing/smashlog/hotdog3.jpg) photos (http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c209/bluebennu/rpsmashing/smashlog/hotdog4.jpg) memorialized in glorious digital.
"I've been hungry once," remarked Vinnie offhandedly. "Fuckin' terrible. Don't know how you'd deal with it every day."
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He would never ever tell Vinnie how much that photo would be worth for both of those things combined.
"What, do you always have some kinda snack on hand?" That was a pretty weird thing to say even so, Vinnie.
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Vinnie looked confused for a second, not quite understanding Frank's remark. Why would he carry snacks? Only people who got hungry carried snacks. Sonny's pocket lining was practically made of emergency snackables.
But maybe the leafy hair and constant aura of sweet perfume wasn't enough of a giveaway. "Nah. Don't really need t'eat. Just sun and water would do me fine," he explained, stuffing his hands back in his pockets.
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"Sun and water? Are you serious?" Normally Frank would think of it as some kind of hoax, but he'd seen much weirder in the city. He was giving Vinnie a look that demanded explanation, because smelling fruity and looking like a punk with a strange dye-job wasn't enough for him.
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"Well, yeah." He stared back like this was obviously the most obvious thing ever. "I'm half flower."
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And steal his virginity."Now I gotta call bullshit on that one. A human and a flower can't breed. You can't even genetically engineer something like that."
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WHAT AW but he was saving it for hot gay threesomes"Human?" Vinnie gave a bit of an amused smirk at the newcomer's expense. "You really are new. Half the goddamn school's not human."
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"Then what's your other half? Tree? Mushroom?"
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No, he didn't, Vinnie."You mean Poison? Venusaurs're Grass an' Poison Types."no subject
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"Dude, all Grass Pokemon're half plant. Hell if I know how it got started. Guys like me're just born with a seed in our spines, and it blooms when we get stronger. Comes out the back."