Roommate Partay!

[pitticus.livejournal.com]

Who: Everybody ever
What: OPEN LOG! ROOMIE LOG
Where: Your dorm room and beyond
When: From November 16-24
Warnings: Don't even get me started.

You heard the "what"! It's a roomie log! What does this mean for our dudes? It's a good way to build CR between characters who are meant to interact on a daily basis, but somehow you never really get the chance to stick them together otherwise, in logs or commentspam or whatever! Here is a good chance.

Before you start a thread, I'd suggest getting the okay from the other character's mun just in case. Basically, just add a thread with the room number (and date/time, if it matters) and take it where you will! Go crazy, do whatever. Story swapping. Bed jumping. Nail painting. Slug wars in sleeping bags. ~It can be yours, my friend, as long as you make a thread.~

Don't just limit yourself to one thread, either. If it so appeases you, you could hold a thread with more than just two characters (Man cave in BE-01), or if that one thread between your two dudes wasn't enough, make another one for a different time. Have fun, guys! Get ready to bug your roommates and next-door neighbors. BLOCK PARTY BLOCK PARTY and then the RAs kicked everyone out.

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[pitticus.livejournal.com]

"Really?!" Pit piped loudly, and with much disbelief. "I didn't know! Wow, Mac, good luck! He's hard to beat. But I have faith in you." Sitting on his haunches was growing wearisome on his legs, so he changed positions by straddling behind Mac.

"For one, I don't know how well you could hear him from where you were sitting, he's merciless. He'll do all he can just to end you in a fight! But I'm sure you're used to that kind of thing by now."

[boxingmidget.livejournal.com]

"I can believe that, I saw it with my own eyes. Guy's tough. He even spilled a lot about his career at the Halloween party," he said with a little bit of a chuckle. While it was nice to hear at first from another boxing guy, he didn't start to like it when the conversation was soon forced. But he won't get into those details yet. "He pretty much told me to my face he used to really pummel people in the ring. "Beast of the East", they called 'im."

Mac had to laugh at the second statement, hiding the fact that it was true. "Yeahhh...And you saw that with your own eyes, too." Aran Ryan was such a jerk especially about it; much like everything.

Suddenly though, Mac felt bad about Pit doing so much to help his back. "...Oh hey, man. You don't hafta massage me anymore. Thanks, I feel really good now."

[pitticus.livejournal.com]

"Oh, okay!" Pit finalized his massage by pressing his palms firmly against his shoulder blades, not for any real reason, but just because he liked the way they felt.

He decided to scoot back some, picking up his soda along the way for another drink. "Beast of the East, huh? Catchy title! Tell me when you fight him. I gotta see with my own eyes. I just can't miss it! Let's just... hope he's not a cheater or anything." He granted that statement with a short laugh. Oh Aran Ryan...

[boxingmidget.livejournal.com]

"Man I hope so too," Mac said as he then laid down on his bed. Head on his pillow. Relaxing a little bit more. He couldn't help but notice the soda bottle then...Orange...Star...Oh? Hm....

"Hey, I just noticed. Whatcha drinkin' anyway? Orange soda?"

[pitticus.livejournal.com]

"I think so." He raised the bottle by the neck and peered at it, read the words "o-r-a-n-g-e", and chose to settle with that. "It definitely tastes like orange. Max gave me my first one, and I like them. Have you had any before?"