RED DAY LOG

[utopiamods]

Characters: Everyone
Format: Whatever your heart desires
This log is: open
Location: Everywhere (for this day only all may leave campus, including discards! As long as they are back by 9pm!)
Summary: RED DAY
Warnings: Red Day Shenanigans

HAVE ALL YOUR RED DAY SHENANIGANS HERE.

EXAMPLES OF SHENANIGANS INCLUDE:
1. Giving someone food made with love
2. Giving someone flowers
3. Giving someone a gift
4. Going on a date
5. Giving an apple to your esteemed rival!
6. Throwing an apple at your esteemed rival! With all the force of your youth!
7. Reciting beautiful poetry to your esteemed rival!
8. Ditto ballads
9. Ditto rock anthems from the roof of the gym
10. Presenting your rival with a candy heart, lovingly rendered in full size sugar and syrup, and apparently modeled after the heart of a great warrior from ages past. It beats! Now available from Rakettear.
11. Apologizing to your rival profusely for the handmade abomination they are unwrapping
12. Boggling vacantly at the above.

Comments

[wakingsavior]

[ blink. blink. ]

um...
nothing?
it's a card.

[threshprinceoffuckyou]

[ Side eyes him as he types in his response on the PDA. ]

JOHN
YOU GAVE ME A HEART-SHAPED CARD ON RED DAY AND IT'S WELL-CRAFTED AND GLITTERY.

OK SO I GUESS YOU'RE TRYING TO BE COY?
WHICH DOES NOT LOOK GREAT ON YOU BTW
LIKE THE MULTITUDES OF EYE SEARING CLOTHING YOU DON AS IF YOU'VE MADE IT YOUR OWN PERSONAL MISSION TO BLIND EVERYBODY IN THE VICINITY
BUT

[ Eyebrow furrow. Glances up at John. Glances back at PDA. Glances up at John again. ]

ADMITTEDLY, I'VE NEVER TRIED TO LOOK AT YOU AT THIS PERSPECTIVE
AS YOU ARE THE PERSONIFICATION OF MENTAL RETARDATION AND BAD DECISIONS AND WE GO WELL TOGETHER LIKE JAM AND FLESHY SKIN DISEASE
BUT YOU GOT MY THINK PAN JOGGING
AND TO LOOK AT THE BIG PICTURE, YOU ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATIVE OF THE SAD SACK OF SHIT THAT I AM FOR SOME REASON THAT PERPETUALLY ESCAPES ME, THERE'S A BLEAK CHANCE OF TEREZI ARRIVING AND IF YOU'RE RENOUNCING YOUR EARTH HOMOSEXUALITY
I DON'T THINK YOU'RE HALF BAD YOURSELF.
THEN I DON'T KNOW.
MAYBE WE COULD......................

[ Oh god his cheeks are so flushed as he hands the PDA to John. LOOKING AWAY. After like about 15 seconds, he snatches back his PDA and hurriedly types in. ]

NO YOU'RE A MORON.
I MEAN I'LL THINK ABOUT IT.

[wakingsavior]

[ ........WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN? He'll have to ask somebody. Probably Dave. Maybe Jade? Or Vriska? Whatever. ]

um.
ok?

[ He's just going to... wave goodbye and go looking for someone else to deliver red day gifts to. Wait, no, scratch that, he's going to turn around, shove an apple at Karkat, and then go looking for someone else.

And ponder what that wall of text was trying to say.

...John, you are kind of an idiot. ]

[threshprinceoffuckyou]

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