Did someone order a DORM LOG??

[pitticus.livejournal.com]

Who: You, you, you, and you
What: Dorm hijinks and etc. Whatever you want.
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond. Whatever happens happens, bro!
When: September 9 - September 25
Warnings: I wrote 'hijinks'. That should explain everything.

Ripped off the last one and all its friends: Basically, here's what's goin 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! Anything and everything is possible. Break out the board games for a late night full of laughter, losing, cheating and bonding! Swipe the janitor's keys and gain access to all the impassable places your wildest dreams could only reach! Tiptoe quietly to the kitchen downstairs and make a midnight snack with all your friends! Drive all your neighbors to madness with your ceaseless My Little Ponyta marathons! Get in fisticuffs with your best worst lifelong rival on the rooftops at 4! It can all be yours if you make a thread. So have at it! Don't let this log get away untagged.

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[memeto-vivere.livejournal.com]

There wasn't really much to look at - just some strange little boy without a face and a reaaaaaally tall hat, though those bright yellow eyes of his stand out quite fantastically.

"... w-witch?" Unfortunately for Ashley, Vivi had never heard the term of 'witch' before - in Gaia, the only people who could cast magic as he was aware of, were all mages (of various colours.)

"D-Does that mean y-you cast a d-different kind o-of magic?" He shifted uncomfortably under her glare.

[learn-my-name.livejournal.com]

And yet that was exactly what intrigued Ashley about this strange visitor, enough to not throw him out for being a nervous stutterer.

She leaned on her door frame, still scrutinizing him.

"Sure does. I'm Ashley. Who are you?"

[memeto-vivere.livejournal.com]

"V-Vivi Ornitier... p-pleased to meet you." He offered Ashley a gloved hand, though it was clear that he was anything but please at this moment in time, but he had been taught to be polite, and that was what he would do.

"I-I'm n-new here a-and was just... wondering w-what you meant b-by... 'assistance'..."

[learn-my-name.livejournal.com]

Ashley looked at his hand skeptically for a moment before finally shaking it--then withdrawing and abruptly crossing her arms.

"People come to me with their problems, and I fix them. Not for free, though."

That was very important to note.