gooseberryhigh | PROMPOSAL

HELP MACKENZIE BULLY HER BOYFRIEND

Ulysses' morning starts with several Azurcrest freshmen lined up in front of his cabin. All of them are giggling, which can't mean anything good. It turns out they all have the same question for him: Will he go to prom with them?

This sets the tone for the rest of Ulysses' day.

HOW THIS WORKS

Mackenzie has cajoled, bribed and coerced most of the freshmen and any amenable upperclassmen into asking Ulysses to prom for her. He's inundating by hasty promposals and direct requests until curfew.

Mackenzie will ask anyone and everyone to help her make Ulysses' day as inconvenient and embarrassing as possible. She'll give reluctant participants $10 upon completing the favor. Thanks, darling(s). ❤

When Ulysses returns to his cabin at the end of the day, Mackenzie is waiting on his porch to offer him a bouquet of hydrangeas and ask him to prom herself. Only the most desirable prom date is good enough for her.

» ASK ULYSSES TO PROM: Everyone please take this opportunity to bully Ulysses in the name of love.

» MACKENZIE & ULYSSES: Time to sweep the boy off his feet.

» OTHER SCENES: Any other scenes you might want to do can go here.

» OOC - Questions/discussion!

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Mackenzie is dedicated to theatrics, so she doesn't mind waiting for an hour to get the moment just right. She's sitting in one of the wooden porch chairs with a book, wearing a blue dress with heels that made getting out here to Ebonhide treacherous. It's been a lazy afternoon, but then she hears the sound of someone running up the path. She looks up to see her informant, an overeager Azurcrest girl who copied Riley by also throwing glitter at Ulysses earlier in the day.

Ulysses is about five minutes away.

Kenzie gets to her feet, straightens out her dress, double checks her makeup, and fixes her posture. When Ulysses is finally within eyesight, she's standing serenely with a bouquet of powder blue flowers that are only a shade or two lighter than her dress.

Ulysses has no idea what's waiting up the road, but with the way things've been going lately, he reckons it's probably something ridiculous. Another group of freshmen, maybe, or someone with more glitter. He runs his fingers though his hair as he thinks this, and a small shower of sparkles tumble out onto the dirt path, marking his trail like Hansel and Gretel's breadcrumbs. It's been a long day.

Not that he's got any right to complain; Mackenzie knows full well that he doesn't hate the attention, not even a little, although at this point, even he's run out of creative ways to tease his friends in retaliation for the fake promposals. Hell, he thinks, call him boring but at this point, the next person to ask is just gonna get a flat 'yes.'

Oh. Oh, speaking of — there's Kenzie just there. She looks... well, it's funny because Ulysses can probably count the number of times he's seen her mussed up on one hand but somehow, right now, she looks... even nicer than usual. More perfect than perfect and for a second, as he sees her up the trail, he flushes a bit — suddenly, acutely aware of the fact that he, conversely, looks like he was raised in a ~~barn~~ craft supply box.

But then he stops. Waves, as though there's any chance she might miss him. "Well, hi!" He calls brightly, still a few feet away but heading closer. "What brings you to this neck of the woods?" Last chance to bail, Prince.

PROMPOSAL

MACKENZIE & ULYSSES

MACKENZIE & ULYSSES (& whoever's walking with him idk)

MACKENZIE & ULYSSES (& whoever's walking with him idk)