What time is it? DORM LOG TIME.

[pitticus.livejournal.com]

Who: sumabura_gakuen
What: Dorm hijinks and etc. Whatever you want.
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond. Do what you need! ✩
When: April 30 - May 15
Warnings: I wrote 'hijinks'. That should explain everything.

Ripped off the last one: Basically, here's what this is: we all know our characters experience downtime after classes and their busy schedules, and this is a good portal 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 and the like.

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! Anything and everything is possible. Harrass your least favorite teacher by throwing oranges at their window! Play your favorite survival horror game at night while subjecting your squeamish friends to your dark tastes! Get into a squabble with your next door neighbors about unappreciated late-hour rackets! Confess your love to the girl of your dreams after class is over! It can all be yours if you make a thread. So have at it! Show this log no mercy.

Comments

[punchvolcanoes]

Really?

[Oh! there is! And it appears to be a smash ball.]

Huh. Do you have any idea why hitting the sandbags does this? The sticks that is. [She holds up the dozen she has in her hands.]

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

I don't know. When we put them in I don't remember doin' anything to the sandbags to make them do that.

[punchvolcanoes]

Maybe someone cast a spell on it.

[Very serious look.]

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Yeah, they do that sorta thing in this place. ::shrug::

[punchvolcanoes]

Look! I got one of you!

[It goes...on your nose.]

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

::Max gets crossed eyes trying to look at it::

How the heck am I a sticker?

[punchvolcanoes]

Maybe one of the Hands made stickers using the school year photographs. Then...put them inside the punching bags to release them magically?

[THIS MAKES NO SENSE. OR IS CRAZY ENOUGH TO MAKE SENSE.]

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Well. Maybe. But then where is that dog sticker from? ::Max points to a Nintendogs Shibainu sticker:: We ain't got a dog like that around here.

[punchvolcanoes]

Maybe one of them like dogs a lot?

[It's the best theory she can come up with.]

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Uh. Maybe? But that still don't explain why they give out stickers.

[punchvolcanoes]

Maybe not, but it's a nice surprise.

...you should try punching one.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Yeah well, I guess if you want I could hit one a couple times.

::Max walks up to one of the sandbags slowly. He wipes his forehead with a sweat towel that's been on his shoulder the entire time he's been talking to Sasha.::

::He pulls his arm slowly back. He then punches the bag forcefully.::

::Like twenty stickers explode out of the bag somehow. Some of them get stuck to Max's chest/hair/shorts::

[punchvolcanoes]

[OMG this is like Sticker Christmas. Sasha manages to catch one of them (a bunny), but she can't help but giggle at the few that have landed on Max.]

Oh! Isn't that Space Moltres (Falcon)? And that's Crossfire Guy (Hawke)! And Jake (Jake)!

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

::Max stares at what has appeared on him::

Who? Who is Space Moltres and Crossfire and Jake?

[punchvolcanoes]

[She points to the Falcon stick.] Space Moltres.

[She points to Hawke] Crossfire Guy.

[She points to Jake.] Jake.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

::Max has a sticker of Hawke on him::

WHY DO I GOT A STICKER OF HAWKE ON ME?

::This is the worst thing.::

[punchvolcanoes]

[Sasha just laughs.]

You can give it to me, if you want!

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

::Max takes it off and rips it in two::

Nobody needs that.

[punchvolcanoes]

[Sasha looks mortified.]

Why did you do that?!

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

You ever fought against a guy who was tryin' to ruin the entire world until somebody kicked his ass?

That's what this guy did, and I was one of the guys who did the ass kickin'.

[punchvolcanoes]

You mean...a bit like Giovanni then?

[She can...sorta understand that.]

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Why, what'd the geology guy do?

::he has no idea::

[punchvolcanoes]

[Allow me to enlighten you then, my dear Max]

He was once the leader of Team Rocket, the biggest organized crime syndicate in pursuit of evil and exploitation of Pokémon. They enslaved countless Pokémon calling them nothing but tools to their means. They wanted to take over the world using Pokémon.

[She still remembers their motto.]

Steal Pokémon for profit. Exploit Pokémon for profit. All Pokémon exist for the glory of Team Rocket

[Pause]

We defeated him in the 8th Gym. He had taken over it when we arrived.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Oh. Well. Sounds like he's a terrible guy. Why didn't somebody tell the entire school that this guy's bad news? There's a bunch of pokemon here. What if he tries to kidnap all of you?

And yeah, sorta like that, only instead of it bein' pokemon stealin' it was sendin' in armies and killin' hundreds of people and takin' over towns and entire countries.

So nobody needs a sticker of Hawke. Or Giovanni, neither.