PROM, DAY ONE: THE PROM-ENING

[these_balls]

Who: EVERYONE
Where: Scenic Tohjo Falls!
When: Friday, April 4
Summary: THIS IS THE LOG FOR DAY ONE OF POKEPROM! That means this is your RED-CARPET GALA, so put on your showstopping couture and go have a blast!
Rating: May vary by thread, please mark accordingly!
Log:

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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 upscale garden party! There'll also be a ballroom indoors for more traditionally fancy red-carpet goings-on, but most of the action (and volume of guests) will be found mingling out back.
• GREEN areas are where guests will be staying overnight! Unfortunately, you'll be sleeping-bagging it up, since there's a limited amount of bedrooms in this house and they're all being occupied by Clair, Lance, the Elite Four, and guests who are regrettably way more important than you. However, 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 (and their special guests) 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 prefer the classy elegance of a formal red-carpet gala over the more whimsy outdoor garden party atmosphere in the back. 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 — we've detailed them further right here. 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. There are also pictures of the Elite Four members themselves, though it seems there's been a changeover since the last prom; the candids and Official Portraits™ depict different people entirely now (with the exception of Bruno) and there are a few photos of some sort of ceremony among the others. These photos include Lance being declared Champion of both regions by Professor Oak, while the rest of the Elite Four look on; Lorelai hugging Will and Karen immediately after their promotion to Elite Four; Agatha and Koga having an exhibition battle between her Gengar and his Crobat; all six of them piling into the frame for what amounts to a massive group selfie, etc.

☆ IMPORTANT THINGS TO REMEMBER: ☆

• This post is for threads taking place on DAY ONE of Prom, which means this is the RED-CARPET GALA! Only threads taking place on Friday, April 4 should go in this log!

• We recommend putting your character's location in the header of your comment, or if you're doing multiple locations in the same comment, mark them clearly so people can find you more easily!

• Once you've posted your top-level comment(s), make sure to go to Our PokéProm Masterpost Directory and link to it on the proper day and location, so we can find you more easily!

• The Masterpost Directory is also where we'll be linking the Special NPC Guest Stars' threads, so make sure to keep checking back there for links to their threads!

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Comments

[tentacletrainer]

I'll try, and you're correct. My last name is Lalonde.

[Rude maybe, but she apparently doesn't mind, all too happy to launch into an explanation.]

My brother and I weren't born by any conventional means. Back home, my friends and I played a video game that ended up sucking us into it and ending the world. Within the game, we were cloned from our parents. So while we share their DNA, our mother didn't give birth to us. From there, we were sent on meteors back into the past to Earth, where we were unceremoniously dumped and found by our parents. My mother - Roxy Lalonde - found and raised me in New York. My father - Dirk Strider - found and raised Dave in Texas.

That's also why, even though we're twins, I can solidly say I'm younger. His birthday is December 3rd, while mine is the 4th.

My fiance John and his twin sister Jade were also cloned in this same instance. By John himself.

[impheired]

[.............................................]

[...yeah, he's got nothing.]

[What the actual fuck?]

[tentacletrainer]

[Sorry, she can't help her chuckle.]

We are test tube meteor babies raised apart from each other. That's why we don't have the same last name.

[impheired]

[Why the fuck did he ask. Why didn't he just do the polite thing and leave it alone.]

[Why?]

Why the fuck would you tell people something like that? Do you realize how fucking crazy that makes you sound!?

[tentacletrainer]

I do realize that. But why wouldn't I tell people the truth?

[impheired]

Because the truth is nuts?

[He says this questioningly, but it's not actually a question. It's more a sarcastic "DUH" than anything. Because this is absolutely insane and you really should come up with a lie that's more normal sounding here, Rose.]

[tentacletrainer]

[There's a light chuckle as she shrugs.]

I guess when your life is seven shades of crazy as hell, sounding nuts isn't much of a worry.

[impheired]

[...Does he really want an explanation?He's not sure if he wants an explanation. He looks a little conflicted.]

[God, where is the escape button on this conversation. Help.]

[tentacletrainer]

[This time she laughs softly, ribbing him gently and playfully.]

You'll get the explanation of why being younger isn't at all an underestimation. Surely that will be a consolation at least?

[impheired]

[Rose probably only manages to get one good ribbing in before Kuzuryuu catches on to just what the fuck she's doing. No. Fuck that. Don't touch him.]

[He sort of...awkwardly tries to skirt away from her arm.]

I'm not sure I fucking want it.

[tentacletrainer]

[Well she doesn't follow. She gets it.]

It's an exciting and riveting tale about magic.

[Well, there's a lot more to it than that, but she needs something to get him interested.]

[impheired]

[Good idea, Rose. That Bisharp hasn't stopped being a thing, after all. And Kuzuryuu's escape attempt did not go unnoticed by her. She's watching you, Lalonde.]

Okay, now I'm positive you're fucking delusional. Magic's not real.

[HE DOESN'T BELIEVE YOU, ROSE.]

[tentacletrainer]

[Don't watch her. You won't see much until it's too late. It'll just frustrate you, Kuzuryuu.]

You say that, but have you ever visited my home?

[impheired]

No, and from the sounds of things, I really don't want to. It sounds like more of a headache than it's fucking worth.

[And that is...kind of saying something, considering his own home.]

[tentacletrainer]

Well if you haven't, you can't say that all magic is not real. All you are capable of saying that, in your world, magic doesn't exist.

[Look at this cheeky grin. She's such a smartass. Why are you still talking to her?]

And come now. Where's your adventurous spirit? You know curiosity does not always kill the cat.

[Sometimes it's a daunting text of magical frivolity and practical japery.]

[impheired]

Fuckin' smartass.

[AS IF HE IS ONE TO TALK. Though he does seem to be willing to concede that she might have a point.]

I dunno though, it's probably with your sense of discretion. Who the fuck is willing to just dump their whole life story on somebody they basically just met?

[tentacletrainer]

Goodness Kuzuryuu, I hadn't realized we were so close already. Only my dearest of friends call me by my true name.

[Yes, but is he just encouraged when people point that out about him?]

Well, what can you possibly do to me, knowing about my life story? I'll assure you right now that I have near prophetic abilities and they are telling me the answer to that already. Which is 'not much'.

[impheired]

Ha ha. Funny.

[No, he just doesn't care.]

Well go reread your tea leaves or whatever because you seem to have missed the part where I'm fucking yakuza. So you're either completely stupid or not as prophetic as you claim if I seem like a harmless stranger to you.

[tentacletrainer]

Yakuza? [You have her curiosity, but she still doesn't seem remotely scared.]

That may be, and make no mistake I'm well aware that every stranger I meet are not always harmless. But there is still little you can actually do to me. I've already died once, so threatening my life in any way doesn't scare me. It's not even possible to kill someone here. You can try to blackmail me, sure, but I'm not at all bashful about my life, hobbies or private activities.

You could also threaten my friends and family, but I can assure you that would be a grave mistake at this point in time on your part.. We are all well equipped with Pokemon who could and would happily roast you should you attempt to harm us, and even if that weren't the case we are just as capable of defending ourselves. We've had to do so since we were thirteen.

Is there anything I'm missing that could be done with such information?

[impheired]

'Course you are, but like I'd tell you what you missed. I wouldn't be much of a Super Hich School Level Gangster if that was the only paltry sort of shit I could think to do with personal information.

[He's...actually probably not bluffing here. Despite his somewhat bizarre morals and soft-hearted nature, Kuzuryuu is more capable at what he does than people give him credit for.]

You talk big, but I assure you: the feeling is mutual. You don't scare me in the slightest. You're not the only one who's looked death in the eye and fucking spat in it. And you don't know how damn good you've got it if thirteen is when you had to be capable enough to defend yourself.

[tentacletrainer]

I don't recall trying to intimidate you. I'm glad you're not scared of me, because I am trying my best to be friendly. I am only trying to explain why I'm really not that scared of giving you my information. Even if there are things that I've missed. There just isn't any reason for me to be.

Perhaps not, but I've always been a bit spoiled so that doesn't surprise me to learn. You have to remember though that I didn't grow up anywhere near a mafia or yakuza or any sort of organized crime ring, so I really don't have much to compare my life too. Again, my apologies if I offended you at all.

[impheired]

[Oh...shit. He went a little overboard there, didn't he? Whoops...]

Tch...whatever. I still think you should show a little fucking discretion when you talk about your home and personal life.

[The things he has absolutely NO intention of telling others...]

[tentacletrainer]

[Not like she seems to mind.]

Well thank you for the concern. I'll keep it in mind.

[Now that her punch is empty, she's setting that cup down as well, offering him her hand thereafter.]

Alright, how about we steer away from this conversation. Care to dance?

[impheired]

No.

[WELL THAT SURE WAS BLUNT.]

I don't dance.

[tentacletrainer]

You don't?

[Honestly she wasn't really expecting him to say yes. But it never hurts to try, right?]

Is it because you don't enjoy it or because you don't know how?

[Or is it because she's taller than you? It's not as awkward as you might think!]