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Captain Falcon
09 August 2020 @ 04:38 pm
Name: Whit!
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Email: amysterioussomeone@gmail.com
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Captain Falcon
02 February 2019 @ 04:34 pm
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Captain Falcon
04 May 2011 @ 10:07 pm
[If you are on the football team (or cheerleading squad, for that matter), you probably received a mysterious package within the past few days. The packages contain brand new football jerseys, individualized to each player, with numbers and everything.

The only problem is that the jerseys read "Smash Academy Flaming Hobos".

It seems to be the work of Capcom High, but seeing as the packages have no return address, their true nature is kind of up in the air (it was totally Capcom High). The coach himself has made no comment on this curious turn of events, simply pretending that the jerseys do not exist, unless directly confronted.

He is still waltzing around with a godawful tan.]

Since finals are coming up, I'll be holding extra office hours and private help sessions for anyone who's having physics trouble. Feel free to stop by anytime during the day.

Just maybe let me know you're coming.

Hey, who's in charge of the library now?
 
 
Captain Falcon
10 April 2011 @ 09:28 pm
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[HEY EVERYONE IN PHYSICS CLASS. You all had an extra homework packet e-mailed to you last night, with instructions to complete it by next class. Goose got one too, and the e-mail also says everyone is getting extra physics homework because of him. King Boo gets triple physics homework whether he is in the class or not. HAPPY BIRTHDAYS except it's not your birthday, it's his, and instead of presents everyone gets extra physics homework.

The Captain himself is doing what he usually does on nice Sunday afternoons, which is turning the parking lot into his own personal autoshop. Today he is working on that black motorcycle APPROACH IF YOU DARE.]

I'm just going to take a second to remind everyone that the school's network chat is for homework questions and general concerns. Not for harassing fellow students or airing your personal fetishes.

I mean come on. Nobody wants to hear that.

I'll be out in the parking lot if anyone needs me.
 
 
Captain Falcon
[Despite the fact (or perhaps in spite of the fact) that most of the Academy seems to have gone completely crazy, Sunday dawns bright and clear, with hints of a warm spring wind against the melting snow. It is a fine day indeed.

A fine day to land your giant dong spaceship in the middle of the parking lot like a total douchenozzle.

Some might recognize it as one Captain Falcon's personal spaceship, and it appears as though the pilot had no choice but to land it where he did--that is definitely some ominous-looking smoke pouring from the back of it, should you happen to witness the actual descent.

If not, the craft is just sitting in the parking lot for the better part of the day as the owner does Very Important Things that include but are not limited to meeting with the Headmaster about something Equally Important and Also Top Secret, scoping out campus, and trying to figure out why his spaceship thought it was a good idea to spew smoke upon entering the atmosphere.

He's around. He looks a little different than usual. That's sort of weird.]
 
 
 
Captain Falcon
10 February 2011 @ 10:27 pm
[So, like. There's this vending machine outside the cafeteria.

And Captain Falcon is standing at this vending machine. And he looks extremely upset by this vending machine. Occasionally he kicks it. Or moves around it and shoves it. But mostly he is inspecting this vending machine, contemplating his next move.

Watching.

Waiting.]
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[And then a text post to the network. Like a cool guy.]

There's a Snickers bar stuck in the vending machine outside the cafeteria nobody touch it.
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Captain Falcon
12 January 2011 @ 08:37 pm
[After the complete debacle that was Bowser's Day Out, the esteemed Captain found himself doing damage control--but not at the school. No, Falcon was fighting a media firestorm, running back and forth between Final Destination and Mute City. As such, he has been in and out of his office for the better part of a week--but if you're lucky, you might be able to catch him and ask him what the hell even happened that fateful Monday afternoon.

Somehow, between his copious press conferences and interviews, he manages to post a video to the network on Wednesday evening.]
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A press conference on F-Zero TV. Perhaps you watched it?Collapse )
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Captain Falcon
29 December 2010 @ 09:27 pm
[After almost a week of broody introspection, Falcon returned to campus sometime on the afternoon of the 25th, just as promised. He is, however, rather scarce, though he did manage to deliver a few gifts. After the 28th, he is around school again and you might find him jogging around the lake in an almost obsessive fashion.]
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Captain Falcon
21 December 2010 @ 12:55 am
Gotta jet for a few days and take care of a few things.

Please do not kill each other while I'm gone. Seriously, you idiots. It's Christmas.

[Watch this space!?!?]
 
 
Captain Falcon
08 December 2010 @ 08:39 pm
[Yeah, Falcon's around. You might catch him in the common room playing Contra and exacting some carefully calculated revenge on the man who robbed him of his prized high scores.]

The new leaderboard.Collapse )
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December already, huh. What's everyone's plans for the break?
 
 
 
Captain Falcon
17 November 2010 @ 07:45 pm
[Man. What is. That noise.

It's the sound of Falcon doing everything possible to distract himself from the fact that he is still fighting with Ionia. His mechanical projects are everywhere. One day he's commandeered the autoshop room, the next, indeterminate mechanisms are covering his desk, the next, he's tearing up a black motorcycle in the parking lot.

And I mean tearing up. That poor motorcycle.

What is he doing? WHO KNOWS. The only thing anyone can tell for sure is that he's covered in engine grease and motor oil, almost constantly hauling boxes of parts across campus (including dead bits of Eggman robots aw yeah free shit), and making an awful racket.]
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Are we all safe? No one's kidnapped anymore? Good. I'm very glad.

Isn't it like...a holiday next week or something?

((UHH feel free to [TEXT] or meet him somewhere and [ACTION] or both woop woop.))
 
 
Captain Falcon
30 September 2010 @ 05:23 pm
[Falcon gives no shits about naked people that are not Ionia. Incidentally, he gives very many shits for naked people who are Ionia.]

You think this is funny? You're sick. Does the word minor mean anything to you, pedophile?

Go ahead, laugh it up. I'm going to find you.

[He leans in REAL CLOSE.]

I'm going to kill you in ways you never thought possible.

[/END FEED HAVE A NICE DAY]
 
 
Captain Falcon
[Falcon? Mysteriously absent during this whole debacle? Yes? Where was he? Fixing the leak from hell at mommy's house Doing Important Captain Falcon Things and being oblivious to the school's most recent brush with death, of course.]

You people would not believe what I have been through.
 
 
Captain Falcon
22 August 2010 @ 09:22 pm
Well. That was fun.

I'm back, in case anyone needs me. Or something.

[Perhaps your character was the type to catch some of the F-Zero Grand Prix on TV this week. If they did, they may have seen the strange events of the last race on Friday, where Falcon's victory was interrupted by a brain in a jar, traveling by giant purple death bubble. And then some other stuff happened and everything was broadcast on intergalactic television and Sega ruined F-Zero forever.

Also, Racing God is a total troll.]
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Captain Falcon
16 August 2010 @ 11:07 pm
Running out again. I'll be gone about a week. If you need to know where I'm going for some reason that I can't really fathom, just turn on the TV.
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((OOC: I am going to take a moment to pimp this! If your dude(s) is(are) not on it/you would like them to be on it/they should be on it/you would like to know what Falcon thinks of your dude(s), just comment!))
 
 
 
Captain Falcon
04 August 2010 @ 01:21 am
Hey, Samus. This probably isn't your thing, but I was thinking... I'd love to take you to that Firefly Festival I've been hearing about lately. Is Thursday good for you?
 
 
Captain Falcon
02 August 2010 @ 12:17 am
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Samus. Samus. Heeeey Samus.Collapse )
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You people need better hiding places for your embarrassing photographs. Keep your picture feuds to yourselves, the rest of us don't care.

Took a look at my calendar and realized it's almost time for football tryouts. There'll be more information soon, so keep your eyes peeled if you're interested.

Hey, Ionia. I still have that mask from the firefly festival last year. I know I haven't been home a lot It starts in a few days, I think. Do you want to go?
 
 
Captain Falcon
13 July 2010 @ 09:10 pm
[After a short trip to Pokédex.com on Sunday night, Falcon completely gave up on computers and the journal network in general. Apparently the kind of Pokémon he had become was not really one for being cooped up (doh ho ho) inside, and it wasn't long before he was completely adverse to being stuck indoors. Finding the urge to run around in the woods and jump out at ten year olds while random encounter music played a bit overwhelming, Falcon figured there was no sense in fighting instinct. It seemed silly to putz around doing human things like drive cars and wear clothes and sleep in beds when he was not, in fact, human (and also he did not want to set his apartment on fire).

He did, however, have the decency to leave a note on his office door that simply says "AROUND. -CF", albeit in complete chicken scratch, because writing is hard. I CAN MAKE THESE JOKES ALL DAY. And off he went.

Chances are you've seen him around, milling about, being a giant on-fire-bird-Pokémon-thing. He's been sleeping on various rooftops, including but not limited to the teacher's dorms, the clocktower, and Samus' firehouse.

And speaking of rooftops, enjoy your new alarm clock. Somewhere between 4:30 and 6 AM every day, Smash Academy. He can't help it.]

((OOC: Office-but-not-really-in-an-office log? This entry will serve as a general "interact with Falcon post" for the entire event. Threads can happen anytime from Monday the 12th to Friday the 17th, anywhere on campus/in the forest. Prose or [action] is a-okay with me!))
 
 
Captain Falcon
23 June 2010 @ 07:09 pm
[To say the past couple of days had been crappy for Falcon would be an understatement. After a week of having a whole two people be angry at him, he figured that he should maybe smooth things over with Olimar, punch Kamek in the face for the brouhaha he caused, and get Samus to admit that he was totally right about everything and that she totally missed him. AND SO the esteemed Captain embarked on a journey to seek them out. What he found was NOT A GOOD TIME.

Olimar had apparently gone back to Hocotate to take care of. Something. Fine. Okay. He would probably be back and it didn't really matter that they had been mad at each other and therefore didn't get to say goodbye that was FINE he was FINE and NOT UPSET or BITTER.

After the failure of salvaging that particular interpersonal relationship, he decided it was TIME TO WIN SAMUS BACK.

Except when he got to her dorm she didn't answer. It was probably only to be expected after his two straight days of instigating her in the stadium, but it wasn't going to deter him. So he knocked some more and when there was no answer again he turned the knob to find it was unlocked.

And the apartment was completely empty, except for one thing.

You might see him crossing the parking lot carrying a giant stuffed tiger.]
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HAPPY BIRFDAY IONIA.Collapse )
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I'll be at the lake if anyone needs me.
 
 
Captain Falcon
[MONDAY, JUNE FOURTEENTH OF THE YEAR TWO-THOUSAND AND TEN.

There is a blue hovercar in the parking lot. It is taking up its usual two and a half spots. What could this possibly mean.]

Someone parked their radioactive vomit-mobile in my spot. I took the liberty of breaking into it and hot-wiring it and moving it.

Class on Friday afternoons like always. Hope I didn't miss too much.
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