Who: Everybody smoochin or punchin.
What: wedding festivities and the apocolypse. Wow!
When: January 5-8th
Where: the Clocktower. The moon? The doors!!
Rating: P for Pow

They had to do it now, that's what they had said. Now, in front of everyone, here at the clocktower. The stage was set for a blast of a time, as gorgeous as it could be at the last minute. The festivities were bound to be a fantastic time, even with looming orange moon filling half the sky.

At least, it was a nice time before the nightmare of a face began to open its mouth in silent congratulations for the happy couple. (Or maybe that was a silent scream.)

It was a nice time before the masks rocketed out of their confines, smashing glass and walls and anything in their way. The door was made for them, and that was where they'd stay, nice and cozy as the apocalypse seemed to open above them.

The clock tower rang the time. As the echoes of the chimes rang out through the air, the clock above door began to move. It was counting down, and with it, the door slowly opened.

Three days.

What to do, Smash Academy?

Who: Everyone.
What: Tiny poisonous berry plants gently encourage you to make out.
Where: All over the school grounds.
When: However long the world is left in One Piece.
Warnings: You know yourselves. You Know. (Please place NSFW warnings in the subject line of any tag which leads into super risqué territory THANKS GUYS!)

( Hope you brought your chap-stick. )

Who: ERRYONE
What: Halloween Party!
Where: The haunted ruins What remains of the arena
When: October 31
Warnings: S for SPOOPY

The academy may have been mostly in ruins. The moon may have been falling from the sky. People may have been feeling hopeless.

But life went on nonetheless. That was the point Daisy wanted to make when she busted her butt for the few days before Halloween, gathering up whatever supplies she could to make sure that she and her friends would have at least one night to enjoy themselves. Something to take their minds off of things for at least a little while, and raise everyone's spirits.

The arena projectors actually managed to work, despite flickering a bit, and Daisy was able to program a nice haunted house scene to hold the party in.



She grabbed some snacks from in town, some mood music, and made sure that everyone would have themselves a good time.  Hopefully nothing bad would happen.

Who: A Mountain, Campus and You.
What: Watch your heads, cause someone's not watching their steps. There's destruction afoot.
When: October 4th.
Where: All across campus.

As far as Sundays went, this one was pretty typical, despite the lingering blood moon that persisted well into the morning. If you disregarded that, you could certainly call it lovely. The air held the crisp kiss of autumn's chill, the breeze rustling the fire hued foliage of campus. Eventually the sun's golden rays chased away the moon, bringing with it the deep blue of the sky.

It was entirely possible to forget anything bizarre was happening on such a nice day. Monsters, earthquakes, pssht. Those didn't exist today.

At least not until the first rumble echoed off the edge of campus. And then the next. And the next. And the next. Each one closer, stronger, rattling everything that wasn't fixed in place. The more astute in their panic might have noticed that it was far too rhythmic in its shocks. It was like a heartbeat, or a particularly strong footstep down rickety stairs.

Or perhaps they just noticed that a huge foot had come crashing through the roof of whatever building they happened to be in. Probably a striking detail, that.

The mountains, it seemed, were out for a stroll.



The colossal beast was ambling without a care in the world. The school buildings it was walking over (and through) posed no issue for it. Clearly it was just enjoying the fine Sunday like anyone else would. The mountains it had apparently wandered down from must have looked too boring, or maybe that little wolf thing had been making too much of a racket.

Either way, it was here and it was peacefully walking directly through Smash Academy.

[Open log! You may want to react to the happenings, or help people evacuate! Maybe there's something to be done about the creature? Watch your step! Questions and plotting can be found here! ]

Who: ERRYONE
What: SHOPPING!
Where: THE MALL!
When: NOW! (September 20 - 26)
Warnings: S for SHOPPING

Sometimes... Sometimes people just needed things. Basic necessities, food, clothes, video games... Of course, after the big Angry Birds attack a few days ago, it was likely people needed to replace broken things too. (How did that even happen anyway...)

Whatever the reason, the mall was the place to be.

Who: Zero, Knuckles, Char, Riwane, Jolt, Connor (possibly Melia? Chiyo?? If I've missed someone, let me know!)
What: LAKE EXPLORATION. Why's the water rising? What's down there?!
Where: The lake, of course
When: Late afternoon, July 9
Warnings: Mysterious watery bullshit, probably

It had taken a little looking to get his hands on some Devon Co. scuba gear, but Char, being Char, had of course come through in the end. Char was much more familiar with Silph Co.'s stuff, but he had to admit, this would work nicely enough: a pair of goggles and a small, portable breathing apparatus, not bad. He couldn't say that he felt all that much more at easy about this idea, though -- Charizards, water, still not great friends.

Even so, he arrived at the lake, a messenger bag full of the scuba gear he'd promised hanging off one shoulder. Jolt and Riwane should have been arriving any second now, and considering how much attention the rising water levels had gotten, they probably wouldn't be the only ones.

Who: Anyone
What: Visitin'
Where: Courtyard/Fountain
When: June 25th
Warnings: None


After a lengthy time of prodding, wink wink, hint hints and flat out demands from his trainer, he'd finally done it and simply given in to what his friend assured them was the 'BEST PLACE, I RECKON' that she'd managed to go to in the longest of times. He was skeptical of course, because there was just something so wonderful, comfortable and safe about a lack of change when it came to important life decisions. But..his trainer definitely wasn't getting any younger, and all the bright, glitzy weekends at contests were getting fewer and further apart. It was cool. Opportunity was supposed to make you feel anxious enough that you wanted to vomit, right? Right.

The better part of his morning had been spent both admiring his fresh, crisp uniform and walking--around the dormitory and court yard. An inordinate amount of time was spent simply traversing the parking lot before looping back near the library and gracelessly dropping himself onto a bench near the fountain. There was still a lot of daylight left to burn and pavement to pound, but he was going to be a little lazy just this once. Besides, there was no telling where he'd see his friend and when she'd show up, so he would make the best of getting a feel for the community.

Who: Everybody! Yeeaaah!
What: Graduation and Prom!
When: The evening of June 8th.
Where: The Stadium.
Warnings: Everything. Everyone. You know who you are. You Know Who You Are.

( ...these are the days to hold on to and we won't although we'll want to. )

Who: Jolt and Riwane
What: Time to not study!
Where: Jolt's dorm
When: May 8
Warnings: A for ANTICS

( I just wanna bang on the drum all day )

Who: You!
What: Cherry Blossom Festival
When: April 10th - 18th
Where: All over town & campus. Wherever you find a cherry tree. Probably even up there on that mystery island for whatever reason, if you're so inclined.
Rating: Flower power.


( In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger. )

Who: All of Smash.
What: Dorm log!
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond campus.
When: March 13th - April 13th. The whole month.
Warnings: YOU KNOW YOURSELVES

( IT'S A BIRD. IT'S A PLANE. )

Who: Hayato and his class and anyone who decided to tag along for funsies
What: A TROPICAL GETAWAY
When: A WEEKEND IN JANUARY.
Where: Isle Delfino
Suggested Listening: NO ESCAPE.

( Until we meet again... )

Who: YOU
What: KISSLETOES
When: December 14th - January 1st
Where: Everywhere
Warnings: Sloppy makeouts.

( I'm hoping that I don't get caught under the mistletoe )

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

( Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. )

Who: You!
What: Cherry Blossom Festival
When: April 10th - 18th
Where: All over town & campus. Wherever you find a cherry tree.
Rating: Flower power.


( In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger. )

Who: Sonny, Jolt, Likeminded folks who want to eat all the terrible candy
What: Eating all the terrible candy
Where: Somewhere on campus under a tree
When: Let's just say this weekend.
Warnings: Too much candy is bad for you. Unless you're Sonny. Or Jolt.

It had been a chance meeting at S*Mart (Shop Smart! Shop S*Mart!) but it had blossomed into something wonderful.

You see, even in our consumer culture, driven by sales and promotions and discount pricing, sometimes there can be too much of one particular thing. Like, say, Valentines Day Candy. Remember Valentines day? You probably wish that you didn't. But someone at S*Mart had sure been on the ball because they had ordered a triple sized quantity of candy to fill those shelves. And those end caps. And those stack out displays. And a massive portion of the stock room. And oh holy crap what are we going to do with all these sweet tarts and cherry cordials and heart shaped boxes of pink whateveritis that haven't sold yet!?

You put it on sale, that's what you do. You heavily discount it. Like... just try and get it out the door kind of discount it. Like, this store is going to lose thousands on this but we can't return this stuff to the vendor so people please come and buy boxes of chocolate for a dime and bags of chalky aspirins with vapid sayings printed on them in god only knows what for a nickel and if you buy ten dollars worth we'll throw in some Easter candy because we ordered too much Easter candy too.

Oh. Yeah. And that chance meeting I mentioned earlier? It was Sonny Moe and Jolt.

The aftermath of this as you can probably imagine is two young guys, relaxing in the sunshine, strumming on a ukulele and eating inappropriate masses of super discounted candy. If that sounds like your idea of a good time? Well come on over.

[[OOC: I'm going to make one thread for Sonny and Jolt to just chat. Anyone else who wants to come on over can feel free to start a new thread of their own! ]]

Who: Jolt (the Jolteon), Voile (the Gardevoir)
What: Jolt's feeling down and Voile's going to cheer him up. If she can.
Where: Starting at Jolt's dorm. Moving to an outside place for walkies.
When: Mar. 03
Warnings: N/A


( This life we live is a rainbow and your eyes are monochrome. )

Who: Knuckles, Goombella, All of everyone who wants to come
What: A wedding
Where: Angel Island's Hidden Palace
When: Future dated to Saturday the 8th
Warnings: It's a wedding and it's Smash Academy. So probably general craziness. Cartoon Mischief. Anything raunchy is obviously going to be saved for the Honeymoon log I mean what

The day had finally arrived.

Much like any other trip to Angel Island, all you have to do is walk into the giant rotating gold ring and you are FWASH'd through space to arrive at your destination.



( We are gathered here today... )

Who: Evve & Jolt
What: secrets revealed
Where: An abandoned dorm room
When: Jan. 30
Warnings: pain and gross

( Beauty is suffering - only it's more like pride )

Who: Jock, Jolt, & Mondo
What: Make a series of 6-second long videos and post them to the internet
Where: All over campus and town
When: Jan. 2014
Warnings: Idiots being idiots. Mondo being Mondo.

The following log is a list of six-second long videos posted to the six-second-long video website that everyone uses, Pitfall! These videos are all made by Mondo, Jolt and Jock and probably uploaded by Jolt because Mondo and Jock aren't smart enough to upload them successfully.

You are encouraged to have your character react to viewing any one of these terribly-described, one-sentence long descriptions of a video.