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VALENTINE'S DAY DANCE

VALENTINE'S DAY DANCE

The red carpet has been rolled out at Finchwood, and the decor does its best to distract you from the fact that this is still taking place in the gym. Banners proclaim that this is the Oscars ceremony, and for the first part of the dance freshmen mob the red carpet. [Character A] answers the freshman reporter's questions with grace as camera flashes go off in the background. [Character B] on the other hand says or does something terribly embarrassing by accident, which a freshman paparazzi catches on camera.

Inside there are elegant tables to the left, a dance floor and stage to the right. Once everyone is settled, Venus Rosales and Neal Valentine take the stage as the hosts of tonight's award ceremony! They give a banter-filled speech about how the night will go, and wish all these talented actors and actresses luck! Thalia Mitchell (and their band/partner if applicable) gets the night started with a cover of a Hollywood classic, and now it's time to party!

Throughout the night, Sabrina Lane is continuously assailed by paparazzi freshman who didn't get the memo that they only had to play this part for the first few minutes. Meanwhile [Character E] visits the refreshments table where Rose Chapman is "bartending", whether or not they have clearance. The drink they make is... suspect. Gross.

After the awards are given out, students file out of the gym in their fancy dress. The night is cold but clear, and the stars overhead are bright. Their lives might be complicated, but tonight was very silly and simple.

HOW THIS WORKS

The theme of the dance is old Hollywood glamour! The dance begins at 7:00 PM and ends at 11:30 PM. Then everyone must return to their dorms.

At the end of the night, some students will be awarded Oscars if they pose for photos! The categories are: Best actress, best supporting actress, best actor, and best supporting actor! These will be chosen via RNG. Just make sure you reply to the Nominee Photo Op header to qualify! ♥ (You must have replied to this header by Monday, February 18th at 11:59pm CST.)

There is a "bar" where student council members and volunteers are making mocktails for the guests. While none of it is alcoholic, the drinks are served in cute glasses with convinging garnishes. The menu is:
All night, the music played is from Hollywood's golden age, and the lighting is dim and romantic. A plush red carpet leads to the stage, and the dance floor around it is mellow and romantic.

One corner of the dance has a projector set up as a tiny theater, with chairs set up in rows. On the projector, movies like Casablanca, Breakfast at Tiffany's and Singin' In The Rain are being screened.

» Before the Dance: It's time to get ready! Be sure you look your most glam for the red carpet.

» The Red Carpet: Students arriving at the dance must walk down a red carpet, lined with freshmen asking them questions about their relationship and taking tons of photos. Awkward!

» The Bar: Just inside and to the left, there's the reprieve of a bar and table. Sadly, no real alcohol is being served, unless you slipped a flask in to spike your mocktail.

» The Dance Floor: Classic romantic songs play through the speakers tonight. It's not a very up-tempo dance, but it sure is classy.

» Movie Screening: Would you rather enjoy a Casablanca than cut a rug? This tiny makeshift theater is for you. The movies are being projected on a white sheet, and chairs have been arranged in front of it.

» Nominee Photo Op: Anyone who poses for a photo on stage, be it alone, with their date or in a group, could win an award tonight!

» Awards: And the Oscar goes to...

» Around Campus: Some people have decided to opt out of the dance, so they're free to enjoy the quieter-than-usual campus.

» The end of the night: It's been a long, fun night, but it's time to rest.

» OOC - Discussion

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Pansy bristles when Monet calls her a softie. She knows she's kidding, but Pansy can't help but feel she's momentarily lost an upper hand. And she hates that feeling. "You act a lot tougher than you are," she states matter of fact, hopefully leveling the playing field.

She turns away from Monet before she can see her reaction and looks back at Henry and CC. Just in time to catch Henry pick her up. He did it. Pansy can't help but smile. He is... very pure. "Well shit. He did the damn thing. He's just a kiss away from two item dance bingo."

Pansy shoots Blake a look, mortally wounded. Et tu, Brute? "Excuse me," but she can't stop a smile from poking through her 'hurt' expression, "but we look very good thank you very much." She turns her head back to Suzy and huffs (another smile fighting to get out). "Luckily, you look more than good enough to sit with us."

It's nice being together, the three of them. Not that it's a rarity. They all sleep in the same room everyday, but this is different. All dressed up at a dance. It feels special. A small burp brings bubbles to the surface. And a few emotions, too. "I love you both," she shrugs and then lets her shoulders drop.

Edited (🤷🤷🤷) 2019-02-19 01:05 (UTC)

Despite the safe passage of her gift, Lucy looks, just for a moment, like she might want to wrap her hand around Dustin's throat again. But there's love in the expression.

"Mmm, no," she simpers, as if it were a sugary yes, and playfully shakes her head to free what has just been tucked neatly away. "Even you can't make me do good, do-gooder."

Lucy turns her face into Dustin's hand, nipping at the soft part of his thumb. Then she shifts her gaze forward again, carefully, as if suspicious of her own desire to remain like this: leaning into his fingers like a tamed animal. It occurs to her that it is, unfortunately ... sweet that he would try to include her in what is almost certainly a Community Outreach activity, even if it is a Community Outreach activity. Outside in the freezing cold. For no purpose other than to be helpful.

"I can't anyway," she concedes, in recognition of this. One offering for another. "I'm practicing with Pearl."

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"But then won't your Persona get lonely?" And there's real sadness in Gregory's voice. "And it's not just about what you want. There are other things to think about." And oops, now there's anger.

"Sorry," he shakes his head, and in doing so, attempts to shake off those emotions. "I just don't think I could do that to Melahel. Or to my partner. Keep such a big secret from them? No. I'm going to marry someone from this school," Gregory says, resolute, doing nothing to dispel Slade' proposal fears.

Outside of Pansy's view, Monet rolls her eyes and exhales between her teeth, then takes a poised sip from her glass as if neither of these things just happened.

"You wouldn't say that if I were holding my crossbow," she murmurs, comforting herself.

Thankfully, Henry's exuberant display lightens the mood immediately. Monet is sufficiently distracted by the brightness of his expression, which glows all the way across the floor. Clarissa looks unsteady when she returns to the earth, like a baby foal.

"Silly boy," she titters fondly. "We're officially off duty if they start making out."

Bouncy Castle Camelot would be Henry's ideal party theme but unfortunately he isn't a mind-reader, so all he can do is nod along in agreement with CC. The Student Council always goes above and beyond. "Right? Too bad they can't recruit the party ghost. But I guess all blue, all the time would get kind of old, anyway. And this is....wow, you know?" He makes a mental note to himself to congratulate Venus on a job well done, but forgets almost immediately. There's too much else going on right now.

Like his date.

He nods, liking the sound of that plan. After a pause, he offers her a grin and his arm to escort her across the length of the gym. "What were they playing, anyway?"

The music starts to fill the empty common room, and Eli puts aside all the things that were piled on his lap, and pulls his headphones off from around his neck. He should tell Noah this is making him feel things he swore he wouldn't. Just one joke about how romantic this is would scare him off. Even though Eli promised not to fall in love, it tugs at something inside him. Which is why he should say no.

Eli takes Noah's hand, and the blanket falls off his shoulders as he's pulled to his feet. "I'm not great at dancing."

Suzy strikes a pose: hand behind her head, pouty lips. It's a miracle this lipstick is still on. "Thanks. From me and my ego."

Then the heels are finally off. Freedom. Su is minus three inches and bent in two, carefully stowing them under her chair, when Pansy says I love you both. This earns a flashy grin upward, wayward hair falling into the oval of her face.

"Aww, Pansy."

"Work on expecting more, work on getting used to it... you're giving me a lot of homework." Scout absolutely doesn't sound like he minds. He maybe even looks a little more relaxed, especially as he laughs again.

"I'm the luckiest boy in the whole school."

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Roland glances out over the crowd. "Birthday partying, I think." He pauses. Doesn't much care for talking about his consistent failure to talk - makes it even harder to do any talking at all. "Didn't speak to him much, though, anyway. Wasn't sure if the list made the date official or not." A small smile crosses his face and he nods at Justice. "You could try eating the rest of them at once. Handle the brain freeze?"

Jude is too slow to stop himself. He's already exposed too much to Sullivan, who is such an immediate threat that he's not sure why he's revealing even these superficial details to him. He's not used to admitting he likes anything. His tastes, his hobbies, the things that might actually make him happy. Talking to Sully feels like throwing his diary into a fire.

"He's my favorite writer. William Shakespeare." He hates the sound of his own voice, hushed and secretive. It's no secret. He has mugs, journals and shirts emblazoned with Shakespeare quotes. It's just that he doesn't discuss it. "Cliche. Maybe it's the mere-exposure effect."

"Pretty sure the ol'Prince of Denmark would have something to say about that," Sully replies, ticking a finger forward, then tapping his hand against his lips, trying to recall the line he's thinking of. Shakespeare's not his wheelhouse, really, but you encounter it a lot when you're a high school student taking English and Theater.

"There's nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it?" He's not sure if that's the exact quote, but it sounds right. "Dude, don't worry too much about it being cliche. If it makes you happy...ehm." Sully gives a lazy shrug, the universal sign for 'if it feels good, do it.' His smile, which he'd done such a good job of keeping even and non-threatening, then cracks into a far more terrible grin. "Or maybe you being susceptible to the mere-exposure effect is good news for me."

He wiggles his eyebrows.

Edited (puts this young man in the garbage where he belongs) 2019-02-19 04:23 (UTC)

Put your photo op forms in by midnight CST tonight (aka 1.5 hrs from now) if you want to be in the running ♥

Name(s): Jude, Justice, Blake, Roland and Ashton.
Description: I imagine them posing like it's the Addam's Family. No one is touching or smiling.
Anything else?: I am making this happen.

thank you I was just going to write up basically the same thing

Pansy can pick out Monet's defiant words, but the fact that she's mumbling brings a sense of satisfaction to Pansy. Enough so that she doesn't feel a need to respond. As Henry and CC disappear to the dance floor, Pansy doesn't move to follow. "I figure they can have a couple minutes of unsupervised time," she allows graciously. "So," she turns back to Monet, "I'd be a bad date if I didn't ask how you're doing. The dance. The night. That invite from Noah." Time for Pansy to focus on her other ward.

Name(s): Neal, Venus, Noah, Marty & CC!!
Description: Probably too much PDA, everyone laughing and smiling.
Anything else?: I am making this also happen.

fuck you tawny

also in at least one of these pictures noah tried to get someone to carry him

all five dispersed immediately upon being photographed

like bugs startled by the light

Name(s): Adam, Atticus, Blake, Pansy, Scout, Suzy
Description: The enthusiasm on display runs the gamut from Blank-faced Blake (★) to Happy Smiles Pansy (★★★★★), but early in the night, someone corrals the Senior Swords together to take group photos. There's the typical "say cheese" photo, and a "give us your best smolder" photo. The last one they take shows: Suzy (★★★★½) squeezing Adam (★★★★) tightly, Pansy pretending to pull a coin from Scout's ear (★★★½), and Blake leaning against Atticus (★★★) as she tries to hide a smile behind his shoulder.
Anything else?: i wish i could say this was awful but they took multiple pictures together and didn't hate it

Noah grins, lit up from the pure joy of having someone give into his charms. "Oh, please. People always say that." He pulls Eli in, and there's a moment where he just leans against Eli's beanpole body so he can toe off his expensive shoes. In socks, Noah is still taller, but he won't complain about dropping an inch closer to Eli's lips.

"There," Noah says, very close to Eli's face. "Your toes are safe." But he'd asked for a dance, not a hot and heavy makeout in a supply closet. Noah takes a step back, moving them both to a clear space without shoes or blankets or snack crumbs. He touches the small of Eli's back, and leads him into a swaying box step.

Edited 2019-02-19 05:46 (UTC)

Heat floods Flint's face and spills down to his toes when Scout touches him. Which isn't to say they aren't already touching—that is, they're definitely already touching—for God's sake, they're only dancing, and Flint's mental capabilities have already scattered to the wind. He wants to reassure Scout. He wants to make this perfect. He wants to stop searching for the right words and just drag Scout in and kiss him breathless, but there are cameras everywhere. Flint shuts his eyes. He holds back.

"I'm not worried." For once, it's true. Flint looks back at Scout and lets himself enjoy the audacity of not having to look away after getting caught staring, of not having to hide any of the thoughts that might be showing on his face. "I want to be alone with you," Flint says, in a remarkably calm voice. "After that..." Slight shrug, and even slighter smile. "We'll think of something."

i forgot ashton's name was ashton and i was like "harsh that you would leave junior out of the family photo. harsh, but fair."

Part of me thinks that maybe Junior was the only one smiling in the photo, but it was a very pained smile.

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VALENTINE'S DAY DANCE

Monet and Pansy

Blake & Pansy & Suzy

Dustin and Lucy

Slade & Gregory

Monet and Pansy

Henry + CC

Cups Boys Common Room: Eli & Noah

Blake & Pansy & Suzy

Ces & Scout

Roland & Justice

Jude & Sully

Jude & Sully

REMINDER 💖💋

NOMINEE PHOTO OP: Squad 6

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Monet and Pansy

NOMINEE PHOTO OP: Jr Wands

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Re: NOMINEE PHOTO OP: Squad 6

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NOMINEE PHOTO OP: Senior Swords

Cups Boys Common Room: Eli & Noah

Flint & Scout

Re: NOMINEE PHOTO OP: Squad 6

Re: NOMINEE PHOTO OP: Squad 6