I'll be there for you

[mansionstaff]

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!

Comments

[makesitcool]

"If this is how you're going to treat me, Cress, then I may have no choice. Now stop dipping me and continue the dance, please."

[makesithot]

He was so fucking done with this.

"Continue the dance...?" he hissed, his brow knit angrily. "In your dreams! Screw you, Cress! Go dance with Celestia!!"

With that, Chili dropped his brother onto the floor and turned around, sprinting for the exit. He was so fuming that he just couldn't take this conversation anymore without blowing off some steam before he even talked to Cress about this anymore.

[makesitcool]

Typical. Cress picked himself up and rubbed the back of his skull, wincing at the dull, throbbing pain nagging at him. He sat there, staring at the exit with the look of a cat who had just been doused in water, then huffed and got up to his feet again, checking his outfit for lint.

He wouldn't readily admit it, but his final impassioned outburst stung him. He knew he had been callous with his brother, but in his heart he truly believed Chili did not understand him nor his feelings. In his mind, Chili had no right to control who he dated, or even liked, and it served him right to get another wake-up call. Nevertheless... was he truly prioritizing her over him? Depriving Chili of the relationship they once had in favor of a shinier one? Such notions persisted to tap into him, backed by memories of Chili's exasperated voice.

Whatever. Dance with Celestia he shall. It would show him that his words never affected him in the slightest.