(no subject)

[ungovernanceable]

Who: Captain Private Moon, the floor
When: October 10th
Where: the lobby
What: ungraduating
Warnings: humiliation, existential ennui, the futility of sentient life, general displeasure regarding the state of reality

[ so one minute the Lobby is empty. The next minute your favorite Normal Flesh Person Very Real Human the kids like to call Captain Private Moon is sprawled on its butt in front of the graduation portraits with a scroll in one hand and a stupid had on its head and red thread kind of pretty much everywhere.

It blinks slowly. ]


... OK.

Comments

[ungovernanceable]

Yes.

[ takes off stupid hat ]

[isdf]

[How stupid is it?

Far be it from Yuma to judge, though. Instead, he offers a hand.]

You were said to have graduated. How are you here?

[ungovernanceable]

[ it's a graduation cap ]

I have finished graduating.

[ stands up ]

Status report?

[isdf]

[That's not stupid. That means it's accomplished!

He glances at the scroll, then at the red thread strewn about everywhere.]

My class has been keeping a record of the school's events. I can show you at our dormitory.

[ungovernanceable]

[ nods ]

Please.

[isdf]

[He nods back before leading the way. Thankfully, their destination is just past the hall.]

Is that paper your graduation certificate?

[ungovernanceable]

As it is not issued by any recognized certifying body, it can not be a certificate.

[ passes it over tho ]

[isdf]

[That's a fair point. He accepts it to take a look while they walk.]

You and several others disappeared one day. Were you graduating this whole time?