PROM, PART 2

[technohippie]

Who: Everyone!
What: Mayfield Prom
Where: Rec Center
When: May 18 starting at 7:00PM
Warnings: ...Mayfield Prom.


The log will be split into two entries to keep the size manageable. In this thread is the Stage, Wallflowers and King & Queen ceremony!

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Because he can't stop himself from making a movie reference, the theme of this year's Prom is "Enchantment Under the Sea". (Don't get too freaked out, Marty McFly.) Equipment has been moved out, seating has been set near tables and walls, and a makeshift stage has been constructed to host the DJing equipment. Quinn has music up until 2010, so a large variety of music will get played. There's plenty of food and drinks - including spiked, and very-much-not-spiked punch (magically protected, thanks to Ilsa). In a corner is a small set up for people who wish to get their photos taken by Tsukasa.

The party is under way - have yourselves a good time, Mayfield!

Comments

[strike_you_out]

Noway. Pokey wouldn't do that. He likes you.

[hatesboys]

[Um. Yeah. The sound that just came out of her mouth?

Did not sound human.

Her face is bright red when she finally gains enough composure to speak without it dissolving into girlish giggles.] Did he tell ya that?

[strike_you_out]

[What... was that reaction? Slugger looks moderately startled and slightly embarrassed.]

Huh? Well... uh, he asked you here. He wouldn't ask someone he hated. Right?

[Actually, he said he loved you.]

[hatesboys]

If he did, he's a jerk and I'll never forgive him!

[And just as quickly as it left, the tsun is back.

If Slugger ever mentions this ever ever again she will deny it up and down and also possibly beat him to a pulp.]

[strike_you_out]

I can punch him for you.

[hatesboys]

I'm perfectly capable of punchin' him myself!

[strike_you_out]

Then I'll hit him with a bat.

[hatesboys]

... Ya don't need to hit him that hard...

[strike_you_out]

[Hands in his pockets, he smirks a little.]

Fine, I won't. ...Want me to look for him?

[hatesboys]

... If ya could? I mean, it'd be very helpful if ya could locate him for me. Thanks.

[strike_you_out]

[His only response is a grin and a quick nod. Then? Gone. He vanishes before her very eyes like some creepy angel-goblin.]