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

[crystal_ballin]

"Oh! Alright then. I'm glad I predicted something like that. I hope it was fun for you," he said, cheerfully.

"Was it Ishimaru?" he asked. "Who you kissed?"

[glazedandconfused]

"Uh...yeah, I guess it's pretty obvious now, huh."

Why. Why did she think having this conversation was a good idea. "Anyway, I just wanted to let you know, in case you kept a record of how many times you're...right, or something."

[crystal_ballin]

"I do keep track of that, dude, thanks," affirmed Hagakure. "I'm putting that down in the 'got it right' column. Maybe someday I can get more accurate and revise my numbers up."

What a wonderful day that would be.

[glazedandconfused]

"Yeah, maybe someday you'll hit forty percent. That's almost fifty-fifty," Aoi said, shaking her head a little. But, at least, you know, she wasn't necessarily doubting his psychic prowess anymore.

"Anyway, you look like you're having a good time."

[crystal_ballin]

"I like parties, dude," said Hagakure, who liked parties. "Free food, people, people who get drunk, people who get drunk and feel like paying for a psychic because they're drunk and are willing to pay extra, there's just so much to love about a big, fancy party."

So much. So very much.

[glazedandconfused]

"Yeah, I bet," she replied, suddenly sounding a little less enthused. "I hope you get, uh. Lots of customers."

Those poor, poor drunk people.

[crystal_ballin]

Hagakure is Hagakure, Asahina. Were you expecting him, at any time, to cease being Hagakure?

"So, dude, you're here with Taka, yeah?" he asked. "He's wearin' that horse riding outfit. That... looks sorta... Do you like it, dude?"

[glazedandconfused]

"Yeah! He's here, it's, um--"

Weird, for one, but Aoi wasn't going to be openly rude about her boyfriend to other people. She picked him out in the crowd as if she planned to reassess her opinion of his outfit, only to find that it was just as atrocious as when she first laid eyes on it.

"I think he looks nice in it."

Yeah, that was good. That was pretty neutral.

[crystal_ballin]

"I think it looks sorta funny," said Hagakure. "Like he's about to be in a horse race in an old movie."

[glazedandconfused]

Yeah, that was kind of an accurate description, but Aoi wasn't about to say so, because that would be admitting to the slow bubble of embarrassment she felt just looking at him.

"Don't be rude, Hagakure."

[crystal_ballin]

"It's not rude, dude," said Hagakure. "It's just, you know, real life."

It's real life, Hina.

[glazedandconfused]

It was, unfortunately, real life.

"I like it," she said, even if it was clear she didn't really like it at all and was just trying to defend her boyfriend's honor. "It's different."

[crystal_ballin]

"Isn't my thing, dude," said Hagakure. "But I guess if you're into that sorta thing..." he shrugged. "Like I guess you are." Into that sort of thing.

[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.

[crystal_ballin]

Hagakure was aware of Asahina and Ishimaru's fate for later in the evening, and he didn't want to, uh, put her off her game and influence his predictions.

"Well I should probably let you go dance with your boyfriend, dude," he said. "Or do whatever you want to do with him."

Not influencing.

[glazedandconfused]

"Yeah, uh."

Aoi scuffed her foot. On the floor. "Thanks, Hagakure."