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]

...

[Mental note: beat the shit out of the guys on guard duty later.

He eyed the bento box one more time. It was tempting... and Majima was pretty hungry, actually. If this lady had malicious intent, then she was damned good at hiding it.]

[myimmortal]

You don't need to go beat them up too much, they just knew they wouldn't be able to take me on, that's all.

[She might not have malicious intent, but wow, she acted so much like a troll.]

I promise it's not poisoned!

[receiveyou]

'Sat so, pretty lady? And how'd they know that?

[Ah, screw it. If it was poisoned, at least he wouldn't die hungry. Majima picked up the bento again and began to eat.

It was, to his surprise, as delicious as it was pretty. Authentic tasting, too.]

[myimmortal]

I told them.

[She gives a very affirmative head-shake.]

And of course it is! I went and picked most of the ingredients in Japan.

[8D]

[receiveyou]

[Okay, now he was actually really entertaining the idea that she was reading his mind instead of being just... extremely perceptive of his suspicions. But in the meantime, nom nom nom.

But if this Bob person was that strong, then he wanted to know for himself, first hand.]

So tell me what ya told them.

[myimmortal]

I simply told them that they'd regret it if they tried.

[Innocent grin.]

I'm glad you like the food!

[receiveyou]

[Majima gave a dark smirk. Regret. He lived without it. He feared neither death nor pain. So, what could Bob offer him?]

And what would ya do to me if I tried?

[myimmortal]

Turn you into a girl for shits and giggles.

Depends! Are you going to attack me right now, or wait until you think I won't know you're trying to attack me?

[receiveyou]

I neverrr stab people in the back. I do it to their face.

[And that was the honest-to-Bob truth.]

[myimmortal]

I never said it would be backstabbing either.

[Man she just talks like this is no big problem.]

But my, that's a lot of violence!

[receiveyou]

Welcome to the yakuza worrrld, pretty lady.

[But he was still curious as to what she could do. Polishing off the lovely unpoisoned bento, Majima leaned back in his chair and wiped his mouth on his wrist.]

Let's go with, what if I attacked you rrright now...

[myimmortal]

Two seconds before I disarm you.

[myimmortal]

[Actually she's holding it in her hands now.]

[receiveyou]

[Okay, somehow she had the tanto he always kept on his body and the shotgun hidden under his desk, and she didn't even move.

Majima suppressed the urge to blink in surprise, but even he had to admit that it was impressive.]

...Nice trrrick.

[myimmortal]

[She twirls the gun and it...continues to hover up there.]

Thank you!

You could really poke a person's eye out with that thing!

[receiveyou]

Nope. The tanto with the bamboo hilt's for takin' eyes.

[How every specific.]

[myimmortal]

You are strangely specific about what weapon you use to kill what part of the body with.

[Says the girl who disarmed him rather easily. She takes the gun and looks at it, studying it.]

A lot of students and teachers use these on campus and I never really held one in my hand before-

[BANG! Off it goes when she's pointing it towards her. She may have meant to do that and not point it anywhere else. The bullet squishes and falls to the ground.]

...oh that is something.

[receiveyou]

Ya never heard of a typecast knife, then.

[Okay you were some sort of super being, so obviously you wouldn't be so dumb as to shoot yourse-- OH HE WAS WRONG. WHAT THE HELL.

Majima's eye twitched visibly as the bullet bounced harmlessly off her. Okay, now he was getting pissed off.]

All rrright. Forget who ya are. What are you.

[myimmortal]

[Okay fine, even Bob was beyond trolling at this point.]

I'm the Alpha and the Omega, if I so desire.

Bob Heather Arceus. The Original One.

[You know this would look more threatening if the gun wasn't held in a way that it still aimed at herself.]

[receiveyou]

[It also would've been more effective if Majima knew what any of that actually meant. Alpha and Omega? That sort of wooshed over his head.]

The fuck's that supposed t'mean.

[myimmortal]

...I suppose perhaps showing would be better...

[Let her just put that gun down on the floor, all awkward-like]

[godmode_enabled]

[Suddenly, the 5'1" girl shifted into a 10 feet tall beast...thing.]

This is my true form. I was the first Pokemon born and I created the other Pokemon and the world they live in.

[receiveyou]

[And then Majima was confused forever.

Because he still had no idea what Pokemon were. But it seemed like 'giant animals with superpowers' wasn't an inaccurate idea.

Also she was kinda talking into his mind or something crazy??? And she said she made all those other weird animals?]

So yer their boss...?

[godmode_enabled]

...

No one has said it in such a way before, but I suppose that is somewhat accurate.

I do not control them, however. They are free to do as they please. I am a creator, not a puppet master. Free will is of uttermost importance to me.

[receiveyou]

[Maybe Majima was treating this whole affair with a bit less reverence than was due, but it was just fantasy nonsense to him anyway. If you had a giant not-llama thing, then it might as well be an enigmatic psychic who brought you bento boxes, right? He was rolling with it.

If she made them all, then maybe she had some goddamn answers for him.]

Rrright. Then maybe ya can tell me this: what the fuck're Pokemon, anyway?