xavier_institute_logs | The Valentine's Date Auction [OPEN]

WHO: Eveyone who signed up + the school in general
WHAT: this thing
WHERE: Right here, in the Institute
WHEN: Saturday evening, the 14th
WARNING(S): Given the nature of the event, I almost expect it, but remember the rules regarding that kind of thing. Take it off the log if it goes there.

⊗Never let it be said that Emma didn't know her stuff. Not content with the paltry and tired and cliche decorations Kurt and subjected the students to at previous events, she had completely taken over, using a combination of her wealth and mutant powers to create a sort of bohemian love palace for the students. Dance floor, tables, the finest foods. This was not a party the likes of which they had seen before... unless they were part of the older crowd, and had witnessed Emma at work before.

Was she good or was she good? On the stage, Emma stood proudly, taking each of the auctionable singles to the stage, one by one, and selling off just a fraction of their free time to the highest bidder. And the fact that it was all for charity left the whole situation comfortably guilt and obligation free.

Of course, as the host, she was more focused on the party and its guests as a whole than any particular individuals... Attempts at sneaking off probably would go unremarked upon. Probably.

[[ OOC: Each auction will receive its own top level, as well as a top level for general mingling. PLEASE CONSULT THE PLOTTING POST BEFORE BIDDING ]]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[What can she say, she wants to make friends! And make sure people aren't left all alone.]

Hmm. I do feel a little bad spending this much but... one fifty!

[~~And where are Bridget's LIs, these random people who don't even know him are going to win at this rate.~~]

[They are making it so hard for Bridget's poor harem.

Also Luvander really shouldn't get involved in things like this, he's marinated in a super competitive environment for too long.]

Well, I guess I have no choice but to say... two hundred.

[No but seriously, what is even going on here anymore?]

Well, I concede on that note. I've risked too much today. Hopefully someone else can pick up from here!

[She's going to bow out gracefully here. She has other auctions to attend to, as well.]

What just happened?

I have some guilty conscious about using other people's money?

If that was a girl, she was cute, if that was a guy....

It wasn't often that Greg wasn't sure what gender someone was. At least he was honest enough to know that the nun-like outfit was what made him thing (s)he was cute.

"Four hundred." As he was not sure, he would use the stipend for this one....

Five hundred.

[Because Bridget is fun and nice, and therefore deserves getting bid on. And going to a café or something together might be fun!]

Greg leaned against his walking stick, considering. It would be nice if he knew anything about this person. Since he didn't...

"I yield to my better, then," he said. He gave a dramatic bow, which would have looked pretty cool.... except that he lifted his walking stick up as he did it...and fell flat on his face. "Clearly I am stopping too low..."

Fi- FIVE hundred? -He never expected this...-

[Koshi had sort have been keeping his eye on this one but at some point the numbers just got out of his range to matter... which somehow looped around to the numbers not even meaning real numbers any more. Five hundred? Five hundred what? Any sense of real money has kind of flown out the window for him at this point. But someone else was going to win one of his best buddies before he even said a word he had to at least try]

F... five hundred fifty!

[Koshi what are you doing you've never even held that much money before stop]