DORM LOG GET IN HERE EVERYONE

[pitticus]

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: January 13 - January 31
Warnings: I wrote 'hijinks'. That should explain everything.

Ripped off the last one and all its friends: Basically, here's what's going 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. Slumber party in the common room! Build a wall outside your best or worst friend's room from whatever garbage you find lying around to prevent them from escaping the confines of their dorm! Gather around the TV for some late night movie action! Kidnap a princess or two! Break down some unfortunate walls! Whatever you want. 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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[receiveyou]

[Majima took a swig from his whiskey on the table, then spread his arms out jovially.]

Who carrres~? What kinda idiot passes up a drrrink with a god?

[With that, he casually sauntered over to where she'd placed the shotgun and picked it up. Majima caressed the barrel as he commented;] Ya make worlds but ya can't handle a firearm. Pretty lady, yer out of date~

[myimmortal]

Well I gave life and created many things, but man's recent inventions are still mostly a mystery to me. You all surprise me time and time again. I suppose that is your greatest gift.

[Pause]

It is not like I would require a gun, regardless.

[receiveyou]

[Majima leaned against his desk as he gestured about with the shotgun. It's cool, he got the safety on.]

Now, guns ain't so recent. 'Course, ya make a world with Pokemon, men there prrrobably don't need 'em.

Ain't so much like that anywhere else. [He took another sip of whiskey.]

[myimmortal]

[Wait why is he pointing the shotgun what is a safety feature.]

There are guns there, although not used as much. Most...plans involve taking Pokemon illegally and making them serve a syndicate. Team Rocket was one such group a few years ago.

I never wanted humans to do so themselves, but as so they decided to take this path, I will respect it. I am content to watch for now.

[Oh. For now.]

[receiveyou]

Syndicate, eh? [Majima chuckled a little as he nursed his whiskey.

How much did she know of the yakuza, he had to wonder. She could've grabbed anything she needed out of his head, of course, but it seemed like it wasn't in the pretty lady's style.]

Looks like people're people no matter where ya go~ Can't say I'd act much differrrent.

[myimmortal]

This is true! Team Rocket was destroyed by Red, however. Never underestimate the power of a trainer against even an entire crime empire!

Sometimes even the darkest horse would not follow the easiest path laid out to them.

[...WHAT.]

[receiveyou]

[Ah, he smelled a warning against his less than socially acceptable occupation in there. But regret and remorse was something Majima simply didn't do.]

Well, that depends, don't it? Call 'em criminals if ya like. But there's men who believe in what they stand for, enough that they don't care what they're called.

[He smiled darkly and tipped the glass in Bob's direction.]

Like me.

[myimmortal]

I am only too aware of this.

[She sits down...on an invisible chair.]

That is humanity's greatest strength and weakness, I suppose. That and your tenacity, and your ability to invent. Your spirits are strong, and for this, I suppose I am still interested to see where this will all lead you, both the good...and the bad.

However, when the time comes...Judgement will be inevitable.

[receiveyou]

[Majima was staring her down as if eye contact was suddenly a game of chicken. If it was spirit she admired, well, he had plenty of it - along with a sizable heaping of bad and good.]

Then brrring it on.

I been ready since the day I joined the yakuza. I don't live with regret, pretty lady.

[myimmortal]

I never said you were either!

The Judgement is not reserved for you as a person, but the entire world itself.

[Oh. Ooooh, she's speaking about Armageddon. NO BIG.]

But after nearly fifteen billion years, I have ranked up many regrets, I'm afraid.

[receiveyou]

[Majima chuckled again and took another sip of whiskey.]

Everrrybody gets a death sometime - they just don't like to face up to the fact! Might as well go out with a bang, yeah?

Now, what kinda things does a god rrregret, I wonder...

[myimmortal]

I will only die when everything else is dead. At least, that is what I understand. However training has also taught me that the world would not disappear if I was to die before that.

[It's the little things clearly.]

Although I do suppose it's one way to look at it. [she does grin a bit, even if her face looks solemn as she remembers the things she is regretful for.]

It will not be the first time I have nearly ended the world, amongst other things. Even so many millenia later, I wonder if I perused the right action.

Oh and that time in Vegas, I suppose. Well no, not quite regret. More sadness at what needed to come to pass.

[receiveyou]

[Majima studied her face intently as the god spoke, in between drinking his whiskey. Well, that Vegas story sounded like it would've been interesting, but hey, whatever happened in Vegas stayed there.

The uncertainty was a little surreal. Did I do the right thing was just such... a human question.]

...Hm.

[Pause.]

Vegas is overrrrated, anyway. Not my thing.

You should try Kamurrrocho instead.

[myimmortal]

[Nothing like getting drunk in Vegas anyway.]

It was fun actually! Another example of my terrible drinking skills, mind you.

[She calls up her memories to see if she's been to Kamurocho before.]

Kamurocho? Is it like Kabukicho? Last time I went there, there was nothing but a...swamp.

[You don't sound like a swamp type of guy.]

You don't sound like a swamp type of guy.

[Yes, thank you.]

Maybe we should go there! Kamurocho that is.

[receiveyou]

Mm. Yeah, I ain't. City's changed a bit since.

[His face brightened up with a smile and terrible ideas.]

Tell ya what, I'll show ya around sometime. Therrre's a place I own, ya might get a kick outta it.

It's called Purgatory.

[Ha ha. How appropriate.]

[myimmortal]

[Ha ha indeed.]

Were you trying to be ironic with the name, or?

[Pause]

We could visit there right now if you want.

[Bob is always up for ~ADVENTURE~]

perhaps a more present day drinking log?

[receiveyou]

Ain't me who named the joint.

[He lifted the glass of whiskey, admiring the colour of his drink as it sloshed about in its glass.]

The place between Heaven and Hell... I'd say it fits rrreal well.

[After another second of musing, however, Majima set the glass back on the table.]

But I got a business to run here, babe.

I accept this. I just figured Bob being Bob 'we can go' means 'oh yeah that can happen now'

[myimmortal]

Oh yes, of course! And a mystery to solve as well, don't you?

How is the whiskey, by the way? It's a 50 year old Macallan Scotch.

[Bob might not drink much, but she knows her liquor.]

ho ho ho~ I just like the idea of them having a drink AFTER he's kidnapped a girl

[receiveyou]

Eh heh. Figures that god would have the good stuff.

As for the mysterrry... [Majima shrugged matter of factly, looking rather smug.] I can't believe it's taken those morrrons so long to figure it out! Guess I'm gonna have to do everything myself~

Bob would probably wait until the entire event is done tho

[myimmortal]

When time is not an issue, you do end up with many trinkets that humans like to make and strike my fancy in a particular day.

[Bob is attracted by the shiny human things. You should see her 1980's collection.]

As for the mystery...To spell out the obvious is often to call it in question. Perhaps this is why.

[Granted Bob has HAX but she'd still be able to solve a mystery, okay.]

"so how was that event that made half the school conflicted about hating you" "prrretty good"

[receiveyou]

Orrr maybe the staff need a good kick in the pants to get the ball rrrollin'.

Think whatever ya want of me when all this is done, pretty lady. [He gave a dramatic flourish and mock bowed for the god.] An' we'll see how I rrrank, eh?

"Whiskey?"

[myimmortal]

Truthfully some of the staff would not understand anything unless it was spelled out in front of them. [SORRY GOOSE.] I cannot step in at any time, however.

[Pause.]

As long as no one gets hurt too badly.

[It's not like she hadn't seen her number of violence.]

perfect.

[receiveyou]

[Well, Majima wasn't about to promise anything. He just smiled smugly and returned to his desk.]

Well, ya drop by whenever ya want. Brrring more of those bento, yeah?

[God, he loved violence.]

[myimmortal]

We'll see.

[She stood up and began to take her leave...through the wall, before she stops to speak, halfway stuck in there.]

...I did too, but few are able to withstand more than a few seconds against me.

[What is she talking about--oh violence.]