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smash_logs2012-06-01 08:38 pm
mansionstaff) wrote in smash_logs2012-06-01 08:38 pm
So gather up your jackets, move it to the exits, I hope you have found a friend
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!
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!
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"Why don'tcha quit throwin' blame around all the time, show some humi--" He choked on a hiccup. "--humility, and just try to be nice fer once? Y'don't have to always--" HICHIC. Ow, that one hurt. "--prove you're better!"
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Shadow froze, the remaining tingling of Sonic's liquor-scented breath still lingering on his muzzle, and it was then that he realized their position.
He'd twisted beneath him.
They now laid there, blue legs spread, chests pressed against each other, and bodies intertwining in a most... suggestive manner.
Only then did his alcohol-soaked brain finally absorb the awkward situation they were in, and at that, his cheeks began to burn.
Shit.
No.
"..."
He only stared down at him, bewildered and astonished, all while he remained suddenly more aware of his and Sonic's breathing.
"... All you want," he spoke slowly, "is for us to... be friends. Is that it?"
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That sound came forth from his throat as well. It was wet, as he felt a nausea storm brewing over his stomach and ruining the night. This wasn't good...
"But it doesn't MATTER what I want! That's what YOU don't get."
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Shadow grabbed him by the shoulders and drove him down into the floor, his eyes wild and frenzied, bursting through even the haze of his clouded vision.
"Do you think I would allow myself to connect to someone who will die on me again...?!"
2/?
Wait.
Did he just...
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Fucking.
Way.
5/5
Shadow had foggy-mindedly opened one hell of a can of worms he kept inside.
One that he was not willing to open.
Fuck.
This.
Alcohol.
"... Now," he hissed, ears pinning to his skull, "you know."
With that, he got up and turned away to get the everloving fuck out of there.
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That was...
plenty to take in.
But also wasn't entirely unexpected.
There was much they were going to have to discuss at another time, a time when heads were as clear as they could get with this sort of thing, and Sonic wasn't... wasn't...
"Uhhh, Shadow?!"
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Yet he turned around, fangs baring themselves and lips open from his frantic panting.
Was he...
Concerned?
"What...?!"
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"I can't get up."
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Sigh.
Whatever. At least Sonic wasn't taking it seriously enough, so he didn't feel more and more like he wanted to take up the hedgehog instinct and curl up into a ball with disgust, but still.
"Here," grumbled Shadow, stepping back up and kneeling down to offer him a hand. "We are going to take you back to your dorm."
1/?
Sonic's bare hand felt strange the moment it connected with Shadow's. Sensations shot through him as gravity tried to push down the body that was rising up, arguing that he was going against nature on this scale that Sonic couldn't hear, but felt the vibrations off within his stomach. The more the world tried to shove him down, the more everything wanted to rise up. With blood stains across his face and the loss making his spines heavier than ever, and--
2/?
Uhhh....
3/?
4/?
"BLEEEGH."
YEAH HE...
barfed all over the floor in front of them.
5/5
"...Puke.." Little late for that, Blue.
Re: 5/5
He's not cleaning that up.
"Come," Shadow urged, slipping an arm around him yet again. "You are in terrible shape. You need to get back home."
With him.
... Not that he was worried about him or anything.
...
Oh, who is he kidding here? He was.
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"Heh... gotcha pegged..."
Whatever that meant.
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Come on, Sonic.
Don't vomit on the way there, please.
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"Heh.
"Nothin'
"Thanks, Shadow."
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No, really. Now Shadow was all too curious. He just wanted confirmation on that, and...
... What were going to be the consequences of this?
As he took steady steps, making sure to keep Sonic close and at least semi-erect, he whispered something unintelligible.
Something that almost sounded like, "You're welcome."
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Sonic was coughing on and off, eyes droopy from the nausea that captured his entire being and threw him for a loop even he couldn't run. If he worked his senses any harder, dare I say he might barf on your shoes, Shadow. You'll be picking sandwiches and Bob-omb candy pieces out for a week.
Blue drapes began to fall, most of his weight toppling into Shadow's care. Just before he lost sight, he reached for Shadow's inhibitor ring, pulling gently at the gold strip around his wrist without the strength to actually remove it.
"I got one...! I'm immortal now."
What--okay.
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...
Sonic, what the hell.
"No."
That was all he was about to say, all as he got fed up with the hedgehog leaning against him and proving more of a hindrance to their transportation. In an easy feat of strength, Shadow reached his arms around his shoulders and beneath his legs, lifting him up to carry him, something that would at least allow him to skate at near-light speed.
...
As he looked down at the hedgehog, he could feel a throb to his temple.
The flashing of yellow seared his vision.
He knotted his brows together.
Sonic, he didn't look good, he looked weak. Horrible.
His ears folded downward.
He never imagined such strength in a naturally-born hedgehog.
He frowned deeply, bowing his head.
Just what is he?
Just as suddenly, it all stopped. His head eased up, yet his stomach began to churn. The liquor wasn't settling well on his stomach, either, and he wasn't about to start vomiting on the body in his arms. They had to go. Now.
... Maybe taking Sonic to his dorm with his roommate wasn't going to be such a good idea. Maybe he'd take him to his own instead, so he could watch over him in-between bouts of losing his own dinner.
Whatever. Time to get out of here.