So gather up your jackets, move it to the exits, I hope you have found a friend

[mansionstaff]

Who: Whoever!
What: GRADUMACATION AND PROMS
When: The evening of June 2nd
Where: Das 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.



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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!

DON'T FORGET THE COOL DUDES ON PAGE 2!

Comments

Re: 2/2

[obfuskate]

Shadow was just about to tell him to get the hell away from him, but once he started to speak to him, he felt his blood turn to ice.

"Let's talk about our feelings."

He slowly turned his head towards him, his eyes widened.

"... What."

[bluestreaker]

Sonic grinned down at him.

"What, ya losing your hearing already?" His face dipped in closer toward Shadow's. "I heard you were - " Well, he didn't want to give the psychic cat-thing away. "sayin' stuff about me. Got somethin' you wanna share, Shadow?"

[obfuskate]

What. What. What. What.

Shit.

What.

"... What have you been hearing," he questioned, "and why are you hinging any truth on it?"

Shadow wanted so badly to just leave. Again.

[bluestreaker]

"Why repeat it?" He quickly responded. Truth was, he didn't know what Shadow had been thinking. All he knew was that he had been, but it wasn't something he'd want someone else to tell him. Sonic had been working toward a more positive relationship, but sometimes with Shadow, well... you just had to smash heads together first. The ones on their shoulders, I swear

"Rather hear it from the source. Whatcha been sayin'?"

[obfuskate]

"I am not telling you anything."

Shadow crossed his arms firmly over his chest and hunched his shoulders. Yep. Not giving him a peep. Especially not when he's naked behind him dear Chaos.

[bluestreaker]

"So you were," he chimed with pleased confirmation. Sonic stood upright and was willing to stop there. That seemed to be enough for him. If he wasn't telling him, it was probably the kind of thoughts Sonic would appreciate.




But he was still going to stand here in the buff. Just for you, Shadow.

[obfuskate]

"..."

Shadow dipped his head down, lips curling in a quiet snarl. He felt stuck. He was unsure of what to do. What to say.

Sonic wanted to know how he felt about him, and even he wasn't positive about that.

... All he knew was that he felt tingling and pleasantries all around him upon his gracious demeanor. The way he tried to have fun with him. To make him laugh, to make him smile.

"... Why," he asked, "do you persist when I clearly poise myself the way I do?"

That was all he was going to question. For now.

[bluestreaker]

Sonic's brows rose to the tune of his smile.

"Isn't that question also the answer?"

[obfuskate]

Oh, really now? Shadow had to wonder what that meant. He turned his head and rose a single brow.

"How, exactly?"

[bluestreaker]

"Hmmm, how can I put this..."

He really had to think about it, too. When all the right words found their place, he spoke again.

"Everything you do always contradicts what you say."

[obfuskate]

Ugh. He was being too cryptic. He hated not knowing what someone meant, and yet he blamed it upon Sonic for being too vague.

"That is hardly an explanation," scolded Shadow. "Elaborate. I am not about to waste my time on you."

... Like usual.

...

Shit.

Maybe that's what he means.

[bluestreaker]

"...pfft.. Hah."

APPARENTLY THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT HE MEANT.

[obfuskate]

So that is indeed how it all boiled down to:

Shadow is a massive fucking tsundere in his relationship with him.

Not that he knows what that means or anything, or even that such a term exists, but whatever.

"I don't understand," he continued, lowering his head a tad. If Sonic could see his face, he could see that his expression actually softened from a scowl to just... something milder. Distaste? Perhaps. But for what and for whom?

"I don't understand... why I continue to waste my time on you. Just what are you?"

What are you to him, Sonic?

[bluestreaker]

"Right now? Just a naked guy at a prom asking a friend to help him out."

Sonic leaned forward enough to get a glance into his eyes.

"So?"

[obfuskate]

... A friend.

...

There was no point in either of them being human anymore. Shadow stood and took steady steps towards the Smash Balls. He gathered one into his hand, and then reached the other one out to his companion.

"Here."

Never has anyone called him a friend since Maria.

...

But why, Sonic? Why him? He still doesn't get that completely. Whether or not true feelings are buried, the abrasiveness he displayed should be more than enough to drive him away, something he wanted, or thought he did.

He was a step closer to their 'friendship's' finality, but still oh so far.

1/2

[bluestreaker]

He followed Shadow back to the corner they came from, stopping only when he turned to give him a Smash Ball. Sonic's eyes observed it like a weapon before he took it, then he gazed some more, eyes running along the curve of the sphere over, over, and over again, as if he'd find a corner on it soon enough.

He could only hope it wasn't a misinterpretation on his part, but Shadow agreeing to help him and offering this device was, to Sonic, a quiet sign that he was beginning to accept him. It may only be one step to the long journey ahead of them, but it went so far, and it held much meaning.

2/2

[bluestreaker]

Then suddenly,

"Oh yeah! I could've just used one of these things!"

1/2

[obfuskate]

... After all that?

...

SIIIIGH. Whatever. What's done is done. What's next is...

2/2

[obfuskate]

BOOP.

HEDGEHOG.

...

Wow being right at head length with Sonic's dick right now? Awkward. Just fyi.

"... Hmph," was all he sounded out, folding his arms over white fuzz. That was all. Just. Stupid.

Re: 2/2

[bluestreaker]

Sonic peered down at Shadow with huge eyes, white tanks with little green fish plastering their face against the glass, trying to see everything that lies beyond their transparent realm. Just out of curiosity, Sonic reached his human hand down and pressed to between Shadow's ears. He only moved his thumb in a quick but gentle stroke.

That felt... It felt different! Kind of hurt in one direction, but it was smooth in the other. A sore sensation he never thought about as a hedgehog, but in this human body, it was far more apparent.

He wondered what else he could feel? What changes and differences there would be. Would food taste better or worse? Could he eat more? Less? How fast could he run? Could he sleep better or worse?

Hmm.

Next time, perhaps...

"You're short!" He then spat out, as if nothing else but the obvious came to mind.

Re: 2/2

[obfuskate]

"No, really."

That was the last thing he ever would have imagined to be, Sonic. Clearly. Especially not next to someone who was currently twice his size. NOPE.

"I thought," assumed Shadow, gesturing to the Smash Ball, "that you were eager to revert to your original form."

Now he seemed more eager on petting him and oogling over him.

Or something.

... For lack of better word.

1/2

[bluestreaker]

"Oh," Sonic murmured, looking down at the Smash Ball. A sheepish chuckle escaped him. "Right."

Unsure of what to do with it, Sonic just... well, punched it.

2/2

[bluestreaker]

POOMF.

And back to normal. He shook his entire body like a wet dog, quick vibrations from ear to toe tips. His tail gave a quick snap to the left, right, then he looked directly at Shadow in a more face-to-face manner.

No gloves, no socks, no shoes. He went after the latter two sitting on the floor, both sets of which were fortunately still intact. Once he slipped them back on his feet in more brutish tugs, as if they still had no chance of fitting properly, he went back to mourn over the pile of shredded white fabric near the bag of remaning balls.

His ears wilted a little.

"Man... Those lasted a long time."

Re: 2/2

[obfuskate]

"Hnf."

YEAH, SORRY SONIC, HE LOST MARIA, YOU LOST GLOVES. HE DOESN'T CARE REALLY.

Shadow looked upon himself, bare of anything at all except for his inhibitors, which thankfully remained intact in both human and hedgehog form. (Good, because he needed those, or he might accidentally murder some people. Oops.)

He then lifted his eyes to the hedgehog now correctly at his eye level.

"... I will get you new ones."

[bluestreaker]

With one puffy cheek not facing him, Sonic sighed.

Then turned to Shadow with a forgiving smile. "Forget it. They're only gloves!" Sonic pointed his palms directly at Shadow's face, as if ready to shoot fireballs from them. "I still got hands'n fingers!"