Dorm Log: the millionth revenge

[raw_angel_power]

Who: smosh ocodomy
What: Dorm log! SUMMER BREAK EDITION!
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond campus. Everything is acceptable.
When: The span of July 11 - July 22
Warnings: Imagine college, only with more super mushrooms-- WAIT NO lollipop drugs are the craze these days.

Ripped off the last one and all its friends: Basically, here's what's going down. We all know our characters experience downtime after classes and their busy schedules, and this is a good venue for those kinds of miscellaneous dorm-shenanigans to take place. Not only does it give your characters the easy chance to meet new people in a laid-back environment, but it's a good mechanism for strengthening CR. It's easy!

Feel free to begin in any way you please! Plan with (a) fellow player(s) if you'd like! Or, set up a thread and wait for characters to bite! Whatever you want. It can all be yours if you make a thread. So have at it! Don't let this log get away untagged.

Keep in mind that starting the 17th, the school will progressively be inundated with flood waters.


Directory
Ai | Apple Kid | Blacky | Blaze | Blue | Bowser | Bulba | Byrne | Caim | Casey | Charlise/Kitty | Chili | Chell | Chun Li | Cress | Daisy | Doopliss | Duster | | Eikichi | Eggman | Eli | Evve | Falcon | Flint | Flurrie | Garry | Goombella | Jet | Jolt | Jon | Kanji | Kazooie | Kumatora | Lash | Link (SS) | Link (OoT) | Mac | Marie | Marth | Mary | Max | Mio | N | Nabooru | Naoto | Nephenee | Peacock | Phoenix | Raiden | Rick | Riwane | R.O.B. | Rhys | Sable | Samus | "Seth" | Shadow | Sig | Silver | Skull Kid | Sonic | Sophie | Snake | Vianca | Voile | Watt | Wheatley | Zelda (SS)

Comments

Samus | might be around/phone post

[icequeen_aran]

[Samus is an ELUSIVE CREATURE and won't be found very often on campus now that classes are out and she no longer lives in the TD. She, however, just might have business here; maybe she's forgotten a Very Important Tool in her desk, or needed to pick up a lost paycheck, or (most likely) wanted to get some late-night training done in the stadium that would facilitate her need to be on campus, brief and brisk as it may.

Otherwise, you'll probably have better luck trying her phone(s). She has an office line that can be easily looked up in the school's directory that she forwards to her actual phone (number not given out freely). She also has something of a codec line thanks to Mei Ling. Her number (also not given out freely but can certainly be dialed by accident) is 138.88.]

ACTUAL PHONE!?!??

[raced_god]

[RING RING

RING RING]

[icequeen_aran]

[HELLO THIS IS DOG I MEAN SAM

She knows that ringtone. There is the very distinguished sound of the phone being picked up.]

Hey.

[raced_god]

Hey.

[BUT THEN--]

What are you wearing?

[icequeen_aran]

[...Douglas...]

Your last clean shirt.

[No she's not.]

[raced_god]

[Or is she]

To work?

[icequeen_aran]

Yes. You'll never see it again.

"around"

[majorjealousy]

[Looks like Jin's office was finally ready to move into, and his first entrance just so happened to be on one of those days where Samus was lagging behind. Unfortunately, the last thing he wanted the other frosty blonde to see him doing was jiggling the handle of his new office as vigorously as he was at that very moment. His brow furrowed, the metal clanging of the rusty lock echoing through the otherwise empty hallway.]

Damn it...

[icequeen_aran]

[So you know that scene in Jurassic Park...

Of course, her attention is caught and Jin looks everything suspicious, hunched over a door that probably wasn't even his own, for all she knew. Samus stared him down, than began to make very predatory, slow, scrutinizing steps towards the other blonde.]

Are you having trouble...

[majorjealousy]

[Jin froze at the voice, gaze slowly drifting up to Samus' level, though he avoided eye contact due to frustration and embarrassment.]

... Yes.

[icequeen_aran]

[u n s u r e]

...with... what?

[majorjealousy]

[He focused again on the doorknob in front of him, speaking flatly.]

This is my office.

I can't get in.

[icequeen_aran]

[Samus grabbed his doorknob. Her eyes flit back to the offending knob and him, as if trying to assess his honesty.]

Do you not have a key? Or is it stuck?

[survivalism]

[ .... very important tools, you say.

She doesn't incidentally happen to sneak around BB's pants ROOM? ]

[icequeen_aran]

[It might a little less than incidental, after she's done taping a toothbrush to your son's dorm door (she has good reason), she will pass right by TD-27.]

[survivalism]

[As long as you're not providing him with one. Though he would probably just use it for cleaning guns meticulously.

Which might just be what he's doing right now, in the middle of the night. But he listens up, either instinctively or because he's heard SOMETHING, just when Samus comes down the hall.]

--?

[icequeen_aran]

[She's learned to keep her default walking pace to "quiet unless on an intimidation prowl", so what he likely heard was a brief but very audible sticky scrape of the duct/duck tape being unraveled, ripped and used to secure David's new door ornament.

BB opened his door at the exact moment Samus passed by and she slammed right into it.

Though, she seems to not care much about keeping herself as concealed as she ventures down the building's steps.]

[survivalism]

[In fact, that sounds like an excellent idea.

WONDERING WHO'S SNEAKING AROUND THE HALLWAYS AT THIS TIME OF NIGHT (maybe he can lecture some poor drunk kid! oooh!), Big Boss gets up from his desk and quietly but IMPULSIVELY OPENS THE DOOR TO HIS ROOM.]

[icequeen_aran]

[Samus may have fast reflexes, but a suddenly opening door mere inches in front of her face is a little too much. She slams into it with a resounding thud.

And a growl.

BEHIND DOOR NUMBER ONE IIIISSSS...

A rather disgruntled looking blonde, face red from impact.]

[violetcandypop]

[Samus, there's something very small in your office. Skittering around on the desk. And humming...]

[icequeen_aran]

[Naturally, she decides to investigate this strange skittering sound with her gun. She takes slow and cautious steps towards her desk to get a better look, gun steady in her hands.]

...?

[Ah... is that Ai?]

[violetcandypop]

[Eep!

Ai turned just slightly to find her bitty head very close to something very large, and very foreign. She takes a few steps back and eyes it curiously. Then the woman holding the object.

Squeak! again. Ai really hadn't expected to be found. She looks up at Samus with her huge, guilty-looking eyes...]

[icequeen_aran]

[Samus gives a precautionary glance around the room before lowering her gun, relieved it seemed to be just a simple and innocent intrusion. She equally lowers her voice, trying to speak in a manner that is not as intimidating as the gun she introduced herself with.]

What are you doing here? Are you lost?

[violetcandypop]

[To some extent that was true. She'd been wandering through empty offices, getting lost and exploring in her tiny unobtrusive form. She was lost. But on purpose.

Either way, Ai nodded timidly at the still-intimidating blonde.]

[icequeen_aran]

[Samus has learned well to ask only yes or no questions in situations like this, but she also knew there could only be so much of them to ask before the conversation would inevitably reach a dead end. She fully holsters the gun, and crouches to make herself a little more level with the tiny Pikmin.]

Would you like me to bring you back to your dorm?