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

Wheaties | LA BIBLIOTECA AND OTHER PLACES?

[testgasm]

DO YOU NEED A BOOK??

Of course you do. And there is a very helpful robot here, in the library, ready and waiting to help you find that book. You are guaranteed speedy assistance, service with a smile (as well as a talking metal eyeball can smile, anyway), and an 80% chance that nothing is on fire.

When he feels pretty adventurous, Wheatley elicits the help of friendly passerby to cart him from building to building where he scoots around on the management rails and is generally a huge nuisance.

What is he even.

[rivalappeared]

[No really, what is he even. It's the hallway where Green encounters Wheatley, and was it just him or were things actually getting stranger around here?]

[testgasm]

[Your worst nightmare.

Wheatley's just kind of zipping about, pretending like he has important things to do. He does, however, notice that this kid is staring at him why are you doing that.]

Uh, hello! Did you need something?

[rivalappeared]

[He blinks and points up to the management rails.]

Just trying to remember when we got those installed.

[testgasm]

Not sure! [His optic darts upwards, as if inspecting the rails above him.]

They were already here when I showed up, so. Maybe they were just installed at night.

[rivalappeared]

Right. So, uhm...

[How best to put this?]

... Who are you?

[testgasm]

I'm, ah. It's Wheatley! I'm the assistant librarian.

[rivalappeared]

Ah. Okay, Wheatley.

[Don't ask him how he reads without hands. Don't ask him how he reads without hands.]

[testgasm]

Yes. That's--that would be me. Wheatley. Assistant Librarian. If you ever need any...books.

[Y e p]

[rivalappeared]

Right totally.

[Don't be rude, Green.]

I'm Green. The boy's RA. are you a voltorb

Library

[makesitcool]

[Cress is innocently perusing a shelf in the library, completely oblivious to the presence of one of his librarian assistants, much less that Wheatley exists anywhere outside of that horrible dream world.]

[testgasm]

[You can't really expect Wheatley to remember details about all the smelly humans he's encountered, and he doesn't quite recognize Cress from the back.

Maybe if he had, we'd avoid what is sure to be an awful and traumatizing thread.]

Hello! Can I help you with anything?

[makesitcool]

[That voice...! It jabs a bolt of unmitigated terror through Cress's heart just to hear it! It can't be...

Oh yes.

Oh yes it can be.

Despite all well-understood and abided rules and regulations regarding inside voices, Cress chokes on a sharp wail of panic and backs up five feet until he's pressed against another shelf, hands groping behind him manically like he can find an escape that way. He begins to hyperventilate and just goes on and on making terrified utterances that sound like they're about to break into another scream at any moment. LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE, WHEATLEY...]

[testgasm]

[Of course, Wheatley's first response to anything that panics is to panic himself--]

Wait, wait, hang on, I'm just here to help you find a book, there's no need to--no need to do that.

[--until he gets a good look at the human he's dealing with.]

Hey! I remember you! How's it going?

[As if the anguished yell is not an indicator of how it is going.]

[makesitcool]

[CRESS DOESN'T HEAR YOU because he is too busy freaking the fuck out]

Y-You!! You're... From the-

[And here his emotional state had been improving over the week! Now Wheatley was just stirring it up again. Terrible memories were threatening to resurface.]

How?!

[testgasm]

How?

[How...doe what...]

I work here, that's how. I'm the assistant librarian.

[makesitcool]

No...

[Seriously, what a nightmare! Was anywhere safe?!]

C-Cress thought you... you were simply a construct of that... place!

[NO MORE TESTS... PLEASE, JUST... NO MORE TESTS...]

[testgasm]

[BLINK BLINK]

Well, yes, technically, I am a personality construct, from Aperture, but I'm real, if you were implying otherwise.

[makesitcool]

But... none of that was real! It never happened! Otherwise, my brother would still be...

[Gonna stop RIGHT THERE.]

[testgasm]

I think it was real! [It felt real.]

Well, maybe it was real at the time. Maybe it's just not real anymore.

[makesitcool]

How is that possible? Surely it must have been a shared dream of sorts... An unpleasantly vivid one at that!

[And now for a voice that sounds even more wretched!] ...Why did you do that to us?

[testgasm]

[AND SOMEHOW he manages to sound just a touch offended. At that.]

Me? I didn't do anything, you were the ones in the test. Anyway, it's all fine now, isn't it? Everyone's alive, nobody's...shot up. Lucky, really, to have that second chance. If it had been real, he would've just...stayed...dead.

[And nobody wants that.]

[makesitcool]

[He realized how much of a scene he might be making, so he turned the volume level of his voice back down and hissed at Wheatley.] Did we even have a choice? We woke up in the testing center and had no viable way out! Had I known there were such risks involved for no worthy cause, I would never have agreed! I could care less if it was reality or not; that was... horrific!

[testgasm]

[If tiny robot eyeballs can look offended...you can bet your butt he looks offended.]

Hey, I didn't design the tests, I just ran them. You want to get mad about the turrets, you should take it up with Her.

[makesitcool]

And who, if I may ask, is her?