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Enchanted Aquatica---the Prom [WIDE OPEN Y'ALL]
The day had finally arrived for her big event, and Starfire couldn't be happier---or more nervous, actually. She was certainly not an expert on the inner workings of a prom, but it couldn't be too terribly complicated, right? As long as the people could eat, dance, and talk, it should be a reasonable success.
With that in mind, her decorations sprung from her mind into the large dome all around her, transforming a grey Sensorium into a beautiful underwater world, one with clear waters and free from the possibility of a shark attack.
The first change was the scent of the air, shifting into the comforting salty scent of the seas. Then the ground beneath her feet became a hardened sandstone, maintaining the gritty texture while remaining easy to walk upon---except for the smooth dance floor, of course. The grey dome transformed into a flowing bluish-green, rippling all around with fish of all colors passing in the background. Some of the 'sky' faded into a violet tone over the dance floor, lit by glowing circular lights in every color. Suspended in midair, they almost looked like motionless fireflies, though they sometimes swayed in tune with songs.
Tables arose from coral in all colors, rising from the ground and twisting to provide a flattened surface on the very top---rounded ones for guests, and long tables off to the side containing shell-bowls of food. Chairs were large floating clam shells with well cushioned interiors, some large enough to hold two people. More comfortable spongy places to sit were also littered across the area, notably by the large shell-shaped enclosure that was the promised swimming pool. It too was lit by the floating lights, providing what she hoped was a romantic atmosphere.
Finally, the glowing stage above the dance floor couldn't help but attract attention with its chairs. Six royal thrones and one plush chair of all colors directly in the middle rested in the back of the stage, leaving the front open for announcements. Just off to the side of the stage stood the DJ's table, with even that machine painted to match the soft underwater glow of the scenery.
Everything finally seemed pleasing to Starfire. With one last change, dressing herself in the formal attire of the prom, she sent out the signal to everyone and waited. She hoped they would have a wonderful time.
With that in mind, her decorations sprung from her mind into the large dome all around her, transforming a grey Sensorium into a beautiful underwater world, one with clear waters and free from the possibility of a shark attack.
The first change was the scent of the air, shifting into the comforting salty scent of the seas. Then the ground beneath her feet became a hardened sandstone, maintaining the gritty texture while remaining easy to walk upon---except for the smooth dance floor, of course. The grey dome transformed into a flowing bluish-green, rippling all around with fish of all colors passing in the background. Some of the 'sky' faded into a violet tone over the dance floor, lit by glowing circular lights in every color. Suspended in midair, they almost looked like motionless fireflies, though they sometimes swayed in tune with songs.
Tables arose from coral in all colors, rising from the ground and twisting to provide a flattened surface on the very top---rounded ones for guests, and long tables off to the side containing shell-bowls of food. Chairs were large floating clam shells with well cushioned interiors, some large enough to hold two people. More comfortable spongy places to sit were also littered across the area, notably by the large shell-shaped enclosure that was the promised swimming pool. It too was lit by the floating lights, providing what she hoped was a romantic atmosphere.
Finally, the glowing stage above the dance floor couldn't help but attract attention with its chairs. Six royal thrones and one plush chair of all colors directly in the middle rested in the back of the stage, leaving the front open for announcements. Just off to the side of the stage stood the DJ's table, with even that machine painted to match the soft underwater glow of the scenery.
Everything finally seemed pleasing to Starfire. With one last change, dressing herself in the formal attire of the prom, she sent out the signal to everyone and waited. She hoped they would have a wonderful time.
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O.K., that was an understatement. This was Cassie's first dance ever (because middle school didn't count). And she was actually in the running for princess, which she still couldn't believe. But she wasn't thinking about that as much as she was worrying about how she looked.
True, she looked infinitely better than she had when she was first rescued from the Helmacrons, and she was forever grateful to the doctors for that. But her skin transplants couldn't cover all the scars- and even when they did, it was still obvious where her normal skin ended and the transplant skin began. She had no idea that there was so much skin color variation on one human body. At least it looked mostly like it belonged. She was used to it now but she still knew what she looked like.
Then there was her hair, which had to be shaved for the surgery well over a month ago. The hair was growing back slowly, but now her whole head looked, well, fuzzy. No more long hair (she'd decided that keeping the one side long looked more ridiculous than having almost none).
If she had a dress that covered more of her left side she'd be happier. But it was a simple, sleeveless blue dress. She had to make some last minute adjustments so it wouldn't fall off her- she'd lost way too much weight during her recovery. And while she'd gained some more pounds, she was still skinny as a rail.
She looked ridiculous.
Cassie was over thinking things, she knew. Jonas didn't care.
Probably.And her friends didn't care. And if anyone else had a problem then they could go survive a bomb explosion and see how good looking they came out. Who cared what they thought? It wasn’t like she was going into battle with these people, risking their lives for each other. Oh wait…Well, at least she had her date with her. Cassie shifted closer to Jonas.
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He has also accessorized with the prettiest girl at the party, though he admits that he may be a little biased.
"[Looking forward to this, Cassie?]" he asked, carefully linking his arm with hers. He probably would not have chosen to go to prom on his own, but it was clearly something that Cassie would be into, and he did not have any objections to it on general principle.
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"[You look beautiful,]" he said softly, pouring his love for her into his gaze.
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"[You are more than welcome,]" he said with a bow. He holds out his hand, palm up, in her direction. "[Shall we dance, pretty lady?]"