smash_logs | What time is it? DORM LOG TIME.

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What time is it? DORM LOG TIME.

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.

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[Azelf was about to take claim of THE THING, but stopped when he was asked a question... a question he doesn't really want to answer. Does she really need to know? Of course not; it's none of her business. That doesn't mean he won't answer her; she'll just be getting a very basic reply]

~ Because... I want to. ~

Edited 2011-05-09 02:02 (UTC)

[She gives him a tilt of her head and a lingering stare, as if trying to decide if that is a satisfactory answer or not. She lifts her finger off the bottle.]

Be careful, and don't spray it in your eyes.

[Whew! Crisis averted!

He flew over to the desk and attempts to lift the bottle off the surface, only to find out that it's much too big and heavy for him to carry, let alone push. But he doesn't let that get to him; he still have enough willpower to do the impossible. He just needs to try a little harder, that's all. He can do it, FOR WILLPOWER!!]

~ Must... lift... bottle!! ~

[She's going to watch him, notably with one eyebrow raised high as he struggles with lifting the bottle.]

[Ever since the Demon Chicks attacked the school a week or so ago, the Legendary have been questioning his own will, why it continues to fail him when put to the test. He couldn't defeat the beasts. He couldn't convince Waddle Dee to stand despite one of his legs being turned to stone. He couldn't even lift a five pound weight when 'training' in the weight room. And now... he can't even lift a bottle! What else couldn't he do? If anything, it's eating away at his confidence and giving more room for his insecurities to take center stage.

Azelf released his grip on the bottle and sighed in defeat. He tried his best, which unfortunately isn't good enough]

[That is sad and pathetic. His small frame could not budge a simple spray bottle. Samus sighs softly.]

Azelf, close your eyes.

[She's going to be nice and help him out. SQUIRT SQUIRT.]

[He does as he was told, and like magic he had transformed from Pokemon to human in a few seconds flat. Course he ended up falling on Samus' desk, since he was floating about while in his Pokemon form. Not to mention that he's naked, so... good luck dealing with that]

Oww!!

[Gghgffg YOU THINK SHE'D LEARN BY NOW THAT CLOTHES GENERALLY DON'T COME WITH THE DEAL. Since her desk was cluttered, some papers inevitably get knocked down to the ground as he hits the desk. Ouch. She stands and helps him into uh... a less prone position.]

Are you alright?

I'm okay... I think.

[He looks down and all around to view his new form. Could it be? Yes, it's very much is! Azelf had finally became a ~~real~~human boy!]

...So... I'm a human now?

Looks like it. [She takes the jacket off the back of her chair and throws it around his shoulders, then helps him off her desk. This is her second jacket. YOU NAKED POKEMON BOYS. MAKING ALL THE AWKWARD AND JACKET SACRIFICES.]

How does it feel?

[Yeah, well... DEAL WITH IT.

The then Pokemon kept the jacket close to him as best he can, not wanting it to fall since it's getting a little chilly inside the office. He figured that may be the reason why humans wear clothes in the first place. There's other reasons too, but he haven't thought of them yet.]

I don't know. I'm not the Being of Emotion.

[It feels strange talking out of the mouth rather than via telepathy, which he can no longer use for some unknown reason. What else can't he do in his human form? Can he still use his attacks? Will his curse still have any effect on others when hurt?]

[Hmm. She can sense there is some definite awkwardness and unfamiliarity with this form. And cold. Samus tentatively rests her hand on his shoulder in effort to reassure him.]

Why don't you try lifting the bottle again.

[With a silent nod, the Legendary reached out for the bottle and picked it up from off the desk. There was no struggle, no straining, just a simple lift with his hand. And it left the young boy smiling with glee. Who would've thought he would be able to do something so simple that most everyone else takes for granted? If anything, it shows that he's much stronger now than he ever was before]

I... I did it! I picked up the bottle!

[Samus has a feeling this will probably go to his head, but for now she can not help but crack a little smile at the accomplishment.]

Let's get you some clothes.

Okay!

[And Azelf attempts to walk towards the door, only to fall flat on his face]

Ow...!!

[Due to flying here and there all of his life, he has no idea how to walk from point A to B]

[Did you hear that? That was the sound of a face palm.]

Kid, we've got a lot of work to do.

[Samus has a special brand of patience for small children however, and she debates if walking lessons or decency lessons should come first. Eventually she decides the latter, so Azelf will suddenly find himself gently and effortlessly scooped up into her ~~boobs~~ arms, bridal style.]

Let's get some pants on your legs first, then you can practice walking in them, how's that sound?

Edited 2011-05-11 21:36 (UTC)

Hey! The name's Azelf and don't you forget it!

[If there's one thing Azelf doesn't like being called, it's kid. Already Max and Goose had referred to him as such and he doesn't want anyone else following their lead. And he doesn't want any help either. Samus had already done enough for him as it is and he doesn't want to be 'spoonfed' anymore. So he squirms and fusses, trying to free himself from her hold while simultaneously making her life even more difficult than it needs to be]

Let me go! LET ME GO!!

[A very special brand of patience.]

Azelf, stoppit. [She holds him tight despite his squirming and tries to make her venture down the hallway as brisk as possible.]

Stop squirming.

Edited 2011-05-11 22:04 (UTC)

But I can walk by myself! With willpower! I don't need to be hold on to like a useless Nobody!

[Woooah woah what did he just call her? Samus stops mid-march, rolls her eyes, and gently sets him on the ground. Then she puts her hands on her hips as if to say, There, happy now?]

Okay. Show me.

I will!

[Azelf crawled his way over to the wall and placed his hand on it to help himself up and onto his own two feet. He than began to walk, if you can call it that; his legs are wobbling and he's barely keeping himself steady despite using the wall as support. But he was able to take a few minuscule steps before he fell back onto the floor]

See? I told you I can do it!

Edited 2011-05-12 01:56 (UTC)

[Samus looks unimpressed but then again that tends to be her default face... even if deep down his determination is rather admirable and she can definitely relate to a I don't need help attitude. For the time being she's going to stay near by and make sure he doesn't fall and hurt himself again. And of course...] You still need pants, though. You can't run around in just my jacket all day.

Edited 2011-05-12 02:04 (UTC)

[His standing, walking, and falling routine will continue on for a while. But at least on his 5th try he's walking a little longer than usual]

Why would I need pants if your jacket keeps me warm?

Because human culture places a lot of importance on modest amounts of anatomical exposure and you'll get in trouble if you're not covered up. [As a matter of fact.]

There's extra boy uniforms in the main office... If you can make it down the hallway.

[You lost him at anatomical exposure, but he doesn't question about it. Instead, he continues to walk and fall his way down the main office to pick up his uniform]

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SORRY FOR THE EDIT I am very indecisive today apparently

It's alright

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