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.

Comments

Re: awww yeah

[rivalsweetscent]

What. What no. Don't date the pancake, Kirby. Bulba felt a sudden tiny pang of irrational jealousy over the cake in the pan and could not explain why.

He waited until the top was just bubbling and then FLIP! Sizzle sizzle sizzle. Oh man yes his flip was totally successful that time. How very satisfying indeed.

Bulba glanced at his now drooling companion and laughed a little. "Could you go find a plate?"

sdgdslkj i did not notice that misspelling. WELL THEN.

[warpstar-rider.livejournal.com]

Kirby didn't register what Bulba said to him for a moment. He blinked from his trace of watching the sizzling pancake and looked over at the other.

"Oh poyo! Plates, okay poyo!" He said with a small salute, and hopped over to the cabinets to pull out two plates, not one. Woops.

"Here you go poyo!" He said as he floated back to hand the plates over.

it was too beautiful to ignore

[rivalsweetscent]

That was one more than necesarry. Bulba looked at the second for a moment before he set it besides the other on the counter. The simple action had made him a bit happier than he would have wanted to admit, and he was grinning broadly despite himself. The golden brown pancake journeyed from the hot pan to the plate closest to Kirby, and Bulba nudged it forward a bit.

"There's number one."

And another scoop of batter hit the pan.

sdfsd sob

[warpstar-rider.livejournal.com]

Oh man. Oh man. The smell drifted over to the pink ball's nostrils (he has them yes) and that made him drool so much more. But no, he needed to wait. He wanted a small stack of pancakes so he can eat them all at once.

So he patiently waited. Why did the cooking part take the longest?

NO DON'T CRY *HOLDS*

[rivalsweetscent]

The first was quickly followed by a second... and a third... and a fourth... It did not take very long for five pancakes to pile up on the plate in front of him.

ffffff

[warpstar-rider.livejournal.com]

A-aahhh... The stack looked so marvelous! Kirby's eyes sparkled with glee as he made some squealing noises "poyo" spazzing as he watched the steam rise up.

It just needed a butter and some maple syrup....

Re: ffffff

[rivalsweetscent]

Oh hmm. There was a lack of syrup there, wasn't there? The butter they had covered but... Hmmm. There is a pancake in the pan, and Kirby was rather occupied, as it were. Well this was a conundrum. Looked like it was time to get a bit crafty.

So if Kirby had been paying attention, he might have noticed a slight rustle at Bulba's back. There was a green vine extending across the kitchen now, and Bulba gave it a few quick glances. Opening the fridge just like... yes, just like that. Now where was the syrup. Bulba leaned back a little bit to stare at the contents. Oh, there it was. He quickly returned his attention to the pan, flipping the cake over as the vine wrapped around the handle and carefully carried it over to the counter to set next to Kirby's plate. There we are.

He shut the fridge door.

Re: ffffff

[warpstar-rider.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, Kirby wasn't paying attention. He was too busy staring at the pancakes that by the time he realized something had happened, the maple syrup was already placed right next to the plate. Oh poyo. He grabbed it and poured it over the pile. Oh man the delicious smell of the syrup.

Kirby's stomach growled again.