Don’t worry about the future.

[mansionstaff]

Who: EV ERY ONE
What: Graduation. Prom.
When: The evening of May 31st.
Where: The Stadium.
Warnings: WHO KNOWS

It's a beautiful spring evening at Smash Academy, the barest hints of summer just beginning to touch 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 shadow bug invasion, there seemed to be tensions in need of dispelling. If the Headmaster knew one thing, however, it was that some silly 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, TAG YOUR DUDES, HAVE FUN, and let a mod know about any problems or concerns you might have!

Comments

[jonny_talbain]

It did feel nice. Her motions were very fluid compared to his own, slightly stilted steps.

As the song wound down, he stepped away from her, still holding her hand, and made a bow.

"You are a delightful dancer, Miss Blaze. Thank you."

[tank_rockarms]

"Anybody can get you a stand mixer," said Max. "But, imagine some snot-nosed kid walkin' into your pokemon gym with a, a, a caterpie and a bubbleturtle and he tries to challenge you and you rip your shirt off and you say 'Beatin' me's gonna be BROCK HARD, 'cause my pokemon are as chiseled as I am' and then you put rock snake guy on your back and you squat him a couple times."

Max was working himself up just imagining it.

"Kid probably pees his pants and runs out to get a new pair of comfy shorts. Tentacle-guy wants to see that," said Max, appealing to Tentacle-guy.

[tank_rockarms]

"I do drink protein shakes at lunch. And breakfast. And dinner. And post workout. I just wish they'd invent a protein bread. A guy can only drink so many protein shakes before he wished protein shakes came in a flavor that wasn't vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, or chocolate peanut butter."

[flamejock]

"Yeah, okay," said Jock. "I'll see you later, bye."

He gave Jon a brief lick on the cheek.

And then, dear reader, he was gone.

[glazedandconfused]

"Careful!"

Aoi, oblivious to the cause of Ishimaru's stumbling, did her best to catch him, but he was a good deal taller than her, and also really buff so he was probably heavier, too. Still, she managed to keep them from toppling over, at the expense of her toes. Which he stepped on.

"Are you okay?"

[glazedandconfused]

"I guess I am," she said, with a shrug, sounding kind of unsure about whether she was into that kind of thing or not.

[raced_god]

"Maybe you should figure it out. Maybe this is going to be how you make billions of dollars."

Falcon shrugged. He did not need to figure this out, because he'd already made billions of dollars.

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

"Because I'm a man." And tragically not as fabulous as Wheatley. "Real men don't wear dresses."

[jonny_talbain]

"Right. See you." Jon said, watching the fluffy, burly man disappear into the crowd.

He felt manly saliva drying on his cheek.

What had his life become?

[lightyearsaway]

"What if I want you to get me the stand mixer."

Brock was clearly growing desperate, trying to avoid becoming Max's latest pet project. All of this sounded terribly frightening, to him. It needed to be stopped.

[cruelcurse]

Certainly always up to no good, Henry scooted over to Bowser's side and pat him on the shoulder reassuringly (?). He gestured over to the punch bowl with his other hand.

"Weeeeell... I can assure you that punch bowl is definitely not spiked. Not anymore. You could even drink it, and you wouldn't get drunk~ That, I can promise." The dark mage pulled out the glass bottle once again. "I took it out~ See how nice I am?"

What wasn't apparent was the fact that he'd cursed the punch, too, but that didn't take any special liquid. Aside from this omission, his testimony was the truth. He just added a little wildcard of a curse to the drink.

[trustycrowbar]

Seriously?

"Sure, I'll get right on that!" Gordon retorts, while awkwardly swinging by the crowbar implanted in its ass. Whether Connor understood the sarcasm was ultimately irrelevant, because before anything else can be said the giant robot leaps into the air and crashes down, nearly dislodging Gordon. The impact shakes loose a bunch of the prom decorations, draping the whole place in dislodged ropes, banners, ribbons and garlands.

"...!"

He grabs hold of the largest bundle of flowery entrails he can grasp, and wrenches free when Galleom turns. That sends him in a swinging arc around the robot, grasping for more flowerbling to tie him up with.

When the last strands give and Gordon tumbles onto the ground, he's covered in glitter, silk petals, and tissue paper. Galleon is now bound from the legs down in flowers, bows and ENCHANTMENT.

At least, that's what the banner around his legs says: ENCHANTMENT.

[welikeike]

Ike looked to Galleom and the collections of Primids before shaking his head. "Not yet. People are still in danger. The faster we can get rid of this thing, the better off everyone here is, so I'm going to help."

Though he took a step back toward the massive Galleom, he looked over his shoulder at Yarne. "It's your choice if you want to help. Don't feel as though you have to," he told him, before he ran off to clear a path back to Galleom - this time, hopefully more mindful of the Primids.

Except his cape was still on fire, and Ike still hadn't noticed. Wow.

[iamtheeggman]

"The greatest scientific genius in the world."

[liberatedempath]

Of course he had. He made it sound like it was obvious. She probably should have known it personally. And to a degree, something inside of her had. It made her reassess her own feelings, of course. She was, ever consistently thinking about how she felt regarding other people. Her own relation to them, what she wanted of them, and what they ultimately wanted of her.

Sonny was kind and generous, and was certainly something of a 'first love,' if one didn't count how badly Voile had wanted (and tried) to save Cyrus. That was certainly a frantic love of some kind and she couldn't find it in herself to deny it. She wanted to rescue him. And she was almost willing to sacrifice herself to do so, and at one point in time, she had no issues with laying her life down before him. And that was just what he wanted.

Sonny, on the other hand, had never really asked her for anything in return. Didn't even ask her to love him. It would have been odd to have someone make that sort of request, however, and she knew it. Loving Sonny had come naturally and while she'd had an inkling of it before, significantly it displayed itself once he had left. That saying of people never really knowing what they had until they'd lost it was an apparent one.

"I'm not... sure I knew," Voile stumbled along mostly stupidly. "Maybe a part of me did. I'm not sure I really ever allowed myself to think too much of it. Maybe because I didn't want to put you in an uncomfortable position to say something you might not have been ready to say. Sounds like I don't really know you at all, though."

[ihateplumbers]

Bowser cast a wry eye at Henry.

"I've been at this school for five years, and if there's one thing I know not to do, it's eat or drink things that are meant for everyone else to eat or drink. Why don't you quench your thirst with a cup?" Bowser asked, reaching over, pouring a glass and daintily holding it out to Henry.

"It's not spiked."

[tank_rockarms]

Vinnie's gone. Max needs a new pet project. Other than Sonny.

"What about a blender?" Max asked, suddenly.

[tank_rockarms]

"Don't know what I don't with a billion dollars. Don't need it," said Max. "I got enough to be happy. Just, you know, don't have protein bread."

[inspirethefire]

Careful boy you're going to rip your shirt and you'll never get the deposit back on that t-tux.

"Well. You're very good at protecting, I've found. I have faith that you'll be well able to help, even starting from the wall."

[inspirethefire]

Naturally, Hajime could see the remaining doubt, but he couldn't tell what caused them. Surely Kiyotaka held his girlfriend in such loving esteem that his nerves had taken hold!

"So long as you speak from your heart, your true passion will come through, and everything will go as it should. As in all things and love most of all, the will of the heart is what you must trust in with all your might!"

[raced_god]

"What if you ask Nancy to mix protein powder into the bread dough?"

Falcon had no idea if that would work. Also, who wouldn't want a billion dollars? Not Falcon. Falcon was so totally down with having billions of dollars.

[lightyearsaway]

"Uh, sure, we could use a blender."

Even if he really wanted the stand mixer...

[testgasm]

Wheatley sort of eyed Mondo up and down. Definitely jealous that he was decidedly lacking in the fabulous department.

"Well, uh, then you'll be pleased to know that I'm a robot."

[golonghorns]

"So what do you do around here exactly?" Joel asked. "Apart from take up space?"

[golonghorns]

That was more than enough ENCHANTMENT to keep the thing still for a moment or two. At least, that's what Joel hoped.

He ran out from his cover, and let loose with the sawn off shotgun. This thing was armored so shooting just anywhere wasn't going to help. He aimed for exposed areas of purple flesh and wiring, and got off four of six shots before having to run for cover again.

How much damage had he done? It was anyone's guess.