'Cause Baby, Tonight The DJ's Got Us Falling In Love Again...

[these_balls]

Who: EVERYONE
Where: Scenic Tohjo Falls!
When: Friday, April 5 through Saturday, April 6
Summary: WHAT SUMMARY DO YOU NEED, IT'S POKEPROM
Rating: May vary by thread, please mark accordingly!
Log:

It's here! It's here! Clair's first-ever (and, Lance hopes, last-ever) Pokemon Prom is here, coming to you straight from scenic Tohjo Falls! You've packed your bags, you've hitched your rides, and now you're taking your first steps in to a super swank palatial PokeManor where, prior to now, only the pseudo-legendary best of the best had ever tread. Gosh, that must make you pretty special, huh? (Well, you and everyone else in the massive crowd that arrived along with you, that is.) Of course, you're all destined for greatness. But at the moment, your more immediate destiny is forty-eight hours of fun.

So get going!

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☆ YOU ARE HERE ☆




KEY:

• BLUE areas are where the bulk of the party's events will be located! As you can see, the festivities will be taking place largely outdoors, and the grounds will reflect that; there'll be the usual decorations of pretty floral arrangements, little lights, things like that. Think garden party!
• GREEN areas are where guests will be staying overnight! Unfortunately, you'll be sleeping-bagging it up, since this is a house party and not a hotel party, but this is where you'll be given space to leave your possessions, claim some sleeping room, and generally crash for the night once the festivities do you in. (Note: you're welcome to try to sleep elsewhere, but Clair might catch you and disapprove. You don't want that, do you?)
• RED areas are unfortunately off-limits to guests! If asked about them, anyone will tell you that those are the rooms and areas that the Elite Four have claimed for themselves, and they're sealed off tight. Please don't try to break into them anyway; you'll only be caught and punished.

• AREA A is the designated Indoor Ballroom area, for the people who would prefer to class it up a little more than just your standard garden party. There's a big skylight, hardwood floors, tasteful artwork, and classy music — a little more upscale than the shenanigans going on outside, for the people who'd rather that kind of thing.
• AREA B will be the area of interest for anyone hoping to sneak a little Pokemon research on the side: this is the Library/Gallery area of the house. While most of it is your standard "tall shelves of ancient identical books" fare, there are a few points of interest — a sculpture of Lugia, a painting of the Ecruteak City skyline before the Brass Tower burned down, some stone etchings of what might be Fossil Pokemon, and so on. Guests are welcome to look around a little, but burying themselves in research the whole time will be highly frowned upon, and you'll be politely encouraged to leave the library alone and go rejoin the festivities if you hole up in there for too long.
• AREA C is...well, the Parking Lot. More importantly, it's where you take your Pokemon battles if you simply gotta get your battle on; keep it out and away from the house, please, and try not to make too much of a mess. Skirmishes, sorties, and sparring will be tolerated here and here alone. Do it anywhere else and you'll be facing some very displeased hosts.
• AREA D is the Elite Four's Trophy Room. Please be quiet and respectful if you come up here to have a look around; it's a solemn kind of place. Here you'll find various collections of badges, ribbons, awards, and trophies put on display, with one wall devoted to each member of the Elite Four. Of particular note is a glass case with a broken Ultra Ball mounted inside; the brass plaque attached claims it's the ball Lorelei was using when she almost caught Articuno. On a lighter note, there are also pictures of the Elite Four themselves — your standard Official Portraits™, sure, but also some framed candids of them in various configurations hanging out with their Pokemon and engaged in various activities around the house (Agatha making waffles, Lance and Bruno clowning around in the pool, stuff like that).

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☆ QUICK LINKS ☆

Outdoor Garden Party | Indoor Ballroom | Library and Gallery | Parking Lot | Elite Four's Trophy Room | Designated Sleeping Areas

GENERAL - Ground Floor | GENERAL - Upstairs | GENERAL - Outside


☆ SPOTTED: GYM LEADERS ☆

BLUE - Elite Four's Trophy Room | CLAIR - Upstairs | FALKNER - Ground Floor | JASMINE - Outdoor Garden Party | MORTY - Parking Lot of SHAME
SABRINA - Outdoor Garden Party | WHITNEY - Outdoor Garden Party

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THE ORIGINAL INFOPOST | QUESTIONS AND INQUIRIES HOTLINE

Comments

OPEN

[rocketralph]

<sub>[He's escaped Parker's sight and ditched those dumb shiny shoes. Even though his tux is kind of rough around the edges, he still looks far more civilized than he normally does.]

[He can be found hovering around the refreshments because holy wow food that a) isn't garbage and b) isn't Rocket cafeteria food!]</sub>

[foolishwren]

<sub>[It's NICE food, Ralph!]

[It's probably the kind of food they eat up in that penthouse.]

[It's probably nice that all the people here partaking in the party activities aren't paranoid nugget-shaped little freaks who are terrified of him, too.]

[Case in point: the lanky teenager in a crow mask next to him who keeps on throwing those little cheese balls in the air and catching them in her mouth-- she's pulled the mask up just enough to be able to do it.]</sub>

OHO! Five in a row. HIGH SCORE, dude!

_{[She holds up a hand for a high five, which is... tentatively returned by the Croconaw next to her. He seems more interested in demolishing the salami plate, though.]}

[rocketralph]

<sub>[Ralph was originally inspecting a tray full of tiny snacks held together by toothpicks for the best way to pick them up. WHY WAS EVERYTHING SO SMALL AND FANCY AUGH it was kind of stressful. Heather's boasting gets his attention though and he looks over in time to see the last of her trick.]

[That was pretty cool. He'd return that high five if sunglasses alligator wasn't going to.]</sub>

Go for six!

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Godzilla is less than enthusiastic about Heather's endeavors for the evening even if she's not participating in them right this second. He's SEEN the news programs about the scary Tinymushroom collector hierarchies getting toppled left and right as various dealers and shroomlords bump rivals out of the way. 8( WHAT IF TRAINER GETS IN TOO DEEP??? ALCOHOL IS A GATEWAY DRUG.]

[But he does return the high five, even if he sort of turns away in embarrassment afterwards.]

[Heather's too distracted to notice, because she turns to Ralph, pointing at him.]</sub>

A request from the gentleman on the right, accepted!

_{[LET'S DO THIS. >8I She grabs six of the cheeses and prepares to toss them up.]}

Don't try this at home, kids!

[rocketralph]

_{[Ralph folds his arms to watch. If she failed, it'd be pretty funny. If she succeeded, it'd be awesome. Win-win!]}

Let's see it.

[foolishwren]

_{[She pauses, as though to collect herself, and then starts tossing them in the air one after another, catching them in her open mouth. The last one ALMOST misses but hits the tip of her mask's beak and bounces, forcing her to lean wildly to the side to catch it.]}

MLPHMP!

_{[DOUBLE-POINT AT RALPH. LOOK, SHE DID IT! B)]}

[rocketralph]

Ha HA yeah!

_{[SHE SURE DID. That was pretty cool!]}

Whatdya call that stunt?

[foolishwren]

_{[She holds up a finger to indicate a need for pause while she chews hastily and swallows. Because yeah, she doesn't wanna like, spray cheese everywhere.]}

I call it theeeeeee... uh...

I dunno, I suck at names.

_{[She wipes the grease off of her hand and onto Godzilla's hide. Having discovered a tray of meatballs on little toothpicks, he barely notices.]}

What would YOU call it?

Nothing cheesy, please.

[rocketralph]

_{[...Haha oh man that was awful. It gets a laugh out of him though and he shakes his head before letting his freak arms fall to his sides.]}

C'mon, kid, you can do better than that...Hmmm...

_{[Well crap he wasn't good at names either.]}

Somethin' somethin' X-dy six!

[foolishwren]

<sub>[YOU'RE WELCOME, RALPH.]

[She wrinkles her nose up at him.]</sub>

What, seriously? You suck, dude!

_{[But there's no malice behind it.]}

I guess it'd be cool to use like, some fancy-ass French words or something, but I don't know enough French.

We both suck.

[rocketralph]

Hey, if you're good enough to do the trick, you should at least be able to name it yourself.

_{[ >8/ REALLY, SQURIT.]}

Well that makes two of us, I don't know any French.

_{[Maybe one or two words of broken Japanese he heard from the other games but...nothing he could repeat with any accuracy.]}

[foolishwren]

Well, you're the one who said it should have a name.

Never said I was into the idea.

I'd have to come up with something new every time I broke my record, even! Who's got the time for that?

<sub>[NOT THIS KID. >8I]

[She folds her arms.]</sub>

Maybe you should try it.

[rocketralph]

Maybe I will.

_{[Ralph gives the little cheeses a suspicious squint before selecting seven of them. If she wanted a contest, she had herself a contest! He carefully copies the stance she'd taken, tilts his head back, and tosses up the first of the cheeses. It hits him square in the eye.]}

Eeeyaahhg-- do over. I get a do-over!

[foolishwren]

_{[When the cheese whacks him in the face, Heather can't help it. She claps a hand to one knee and laughs openly.]}

Oh man, you do not!

Now you have to do eight!

Re: OPEN

[tearsofademon]

[...So there might be a Clefairy with a rose hair clip jumping up onto a table to grab a snack. Oh sure it's not dango, but it's still good food, and she's hungry. Besides, cocktail wienies are pretty high up there on the good things list too.

Just in case that's the kind of thing you might notice.]

[rocketralph]

_{[It is a thing he might notice and notice he does because the tiny toothpick skewered weenie he was reaching for suddenly disappears! And it was the last one!]}

Hey!

_[Rude.]

[tearsofademon]

["Clef?" The Clefairy looks up cheerfully and innocently, wienie stuffed in her mouth.]

[rocketralph]

_{[Ralph squints at the little marshmallow pokemon.]}

Think you're pretty cute, don't you?

[tearsofademon]

[She swallows, and then smiles. "Fairy~" Oh, she knows she's cute.]

[rocketralph]

_{[He props an elbow on the table, causing the whole thing to tip upward slightly.]}

Look at you. What'r you doing with your life?

[tearsofademon]

["Clef?" She tilts her head, because she's not sure what you mean by that.

Not even reacting in the slightest at the table tilting.]

[rocketralph]

_{[Ralph reaches down to try and pick up the little pokemon by whatever Clefairy happen to have for a 'scruff' and move her to the floor.]}

Go on, shoo, before somebody tries to eat you.

[tearsofademon]

[Well, she's pretty agile, so picking up isn't going to happen. She does get successfully herded to the floor, though.

"Clefairy." And now there is a pouty Clefairy who was just looking for a snack is that so wrong.]

[rocketralph]

Go find your trainer, squirt.

_{[He gets a good look at that pouty face though and can't help himself. He picks one of the tiny cracker and cheese sandwiches off one of the party trays and offers it to her. He knows darn well there's rockets around and untended pokemon...yeah no.]}

Here y' go.

[tearsofademon]

[Well it's not like she's really happy about being told what to do, especially by someone who isn't her dear partner. (And it's not like she thinks she has anything to worry about, because it's not like she's wandered that far away from him, coupled with some mild overconfidence in her own abilities.)

...But at the offer of the cheese and cracker sandwich, her expression lights up despite herself. Guy is kicking her off the table vs. Guy is offering her food naturally results in the food being more important.

"Fairy!" She accepts the sandwich with a cheerful smile. Thanks, Mr. Nice Man!]