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Heavily inspired by Attack of the Lurkers and this Homestuck Fanventure. Stamda looked in the mirror, straightened his bowtie fashioned from old floppy drives, ruffled his hair, and checked if his faithful Family Business was fully loaded. “Okay, Stamda, old boy. You can’t mess this up. It’s your one shot and it’s the senior prom. Believe in the power of Jegus Chfist.” True to the boy’s internal pep talk, it was indeed the night of the Senior Prom of the Users Forums. From the band geeks of the New Users and introductions crowd to the jocks from the Comp subforum, everyone always looked forward to the prom, the one night where they could shine like a star. Or five stars, perhaps. Stamda continued fussing over his appearance for a few minutes, his black suit becoming gradually sweatier and more crumpled with each passing minute of the nervous boy’s fussing and fidgeting until ~DING DONG~ Nearly falling over, Stamda slowly left his room and started to inch down the stairs, hoping to smooth the process of meeting his date. “Oh god why did I get myself into this oh god oh god oh god he’s out of my league,” thought Stamda. “WHY HELLO THERE! YOU MUST BE JACK.” Bellowed a large voice from downstairs. “Please sir, Skye is fine.” replied a soft British accent from the doorway. “AHA, WHAT A KIND POSTER YOU ARE. CALL ME STAMDAD THEN.” Stamda swallowed, downing both spit and his pride all in one, and edged out into the door’s line of sight, the mustachioed, weirdly blown up face of his father beaming at him and his prom date standing in the door. Oh god there he was. Skye Slipstream stood there, slightly shivering in the breeze. His beautiful silver chiffon gown barely skimmed the dusty doorstop of the Stamda household, his scarf hid the smallest of smiles, his face blushed a faint pink in the cold Smissmass air. “H-Hi, Skye,” stammerda’d Stamda. “Hi, Stamda,” whispered Skye back, adjusting his scarf tighter around himself. Stamdad gave a whooping laugh and pushed Stamda closer to his prom date, “NOW YOU TWO KIDS GO HAVE FUN AT THE SENIOR PROM USERS FORUMS. WATCH OUT FOR THE PYRO SUBFORUM HOOLIGANS. IF YOU HANG OUT WITH THAT NUMBERS PUNK YOU’RE GROUNDED!” yelled the large man. Stamda lurched out of his house, gently clasped Skye’s arm in his with unskilled hands, and led his date to the waiting repcruiser. ----- The two SPUFers stumbled their way towards the special subforum set up for the prom. “DUDE… we gotta… find some more rep,” mumbled TDV SilentSnipe, a coolkid known at SPUF High by his nickname Silent. “we were shupposed to shpike the punch dude! That’s all my dad had in the closet and then you said we should drink shome and now look you Danish ♥♥♥♥. Now we’ll never be able to try and get Jimz drunk and banned. You are literally ice cream.” He gave his companion a small slap on the head. “Lel,” replied Nitzan, finishing the last can of liquid Rep, the preferred intoxicant of underage posters everywhere, “But we can get some more dude. ✓it out over there.” Nitzan pointed to the red car overlooking the brightly lit prom subforum. The car held a solitary black Guy. The sound of oldies drifted through the black night air, air of a night none of these, and many more posters, would never forget. CONTINUED SOON.

I came. to this thread to say that I came. also inb4 cactus's sister