Dorm Log: Scorching Summer Edition

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

Who: Who else.
What: Dorm log!
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond campus. Frankly? I don't care where. Go have fun, kids.
When: The span of June 14 - June 28th. Pick a date.
Warnings: Yeah, it got pretty naughty in here.

Ripped off the last one and all its friends: Basically, here's how this works. 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! Whatever you want. It can all be yours if you make a thread. Stay up all night watching reruns of Teenage Mutant Ninja Squirtles? Break out the ice cream and industrial fans to beat the heat? Get a bad suntan while you're asleep with the help of your friends? Whatever you get your bad self up to. Your good self is welcome, too. Now put your copy of Animal Crossing: New Leaf down for one second and tag this thing!


DIRECTORY
Alter Ego | Baconator | Banjo | Byakuya | Blake | Blaze | Byrne | Caim | Cammy | Carter | Chell | Chiyo | Connor | Cress | Cyrus | Daisy | Douggie | Eggman | Eirika | Ellistree | Garry | General Guy | Goombella | Gordon | Henry | Jin | Jon | Kazooie | Kiyotaka | Knuckles | Kyogre | Lucca | Mac | Mary | Milimili | Nabooru | Phoenix | Proton | Pulseman | R.O.B. | Red | Rhys | Ron | Sable | Samus | Schezo | Seth | Shadow | Sonny Moe | Ulki | Watt | Wheatley | Zelda | Ziio

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[raw_angel_power]

"These?" the angel replied, popping out of his recline and stretching his wings out for display. Beads of water trailed harmlessly off each feather like dew on grass. "They're waterproof. Water slides right off."

[obfuskate]

"That is not what I meant." His reply was stale and short, his mind more focused on getting his hover skates and socks off of his feet than giving a lengthy response. Was he really going to attempt taking a dive? Maybe. He likely wasn't a very good swimmer, though. Was he going to sink like a stone?

There was only one way to find out.

"Are they weighted? Weightless? Do they get in the way? That is what I meant." Shadow experimentally removed a glove and dipped his fingertips into the water. It felt very nice. The presence of the sun kept the water from being too cold.

[raw_angel_power]

Pit shook his head, negating his question. "Nope! Not at all. If I push them close to my body, they let me slide through the water more easily, though." Saying that, he leaped straight out of the water with a beat of his wings, flapped them again a few times to carry himself just a little higher, then performed a nosedive, throwing his arms out straight in front of him and tucking his wings in sharp angles close to his body like a tern diving for fish. He slipped through the water like a glove and skimmed the bottom before resurfacing on the more shallow end of the pool.

"Kind of like that!"

[obfuskate]

...

Alright, he had to admit that he was pretty impressed. He had impeccable control over those wings of his, let alone the obvious fact that he knew his techniques well. As obnoxiously chipper as he was, he wasn't as frail and useless as most of the academy, was he?

Perhaps Shadow could tolerate him more than he thought.

"That is quite good. I imagine that takes skill."

He dropped down to dunk his feet into the water, urging himself to enter oh so slowly. He was hesitant, and it showed, namely in the way he clung to the side of the pool after having gotten in up to his shoulders.

"Fine. I will join you."

Even... tually...

[raw_angel_power]

"You will? Awesome!" cheered Pit, raising his arms up high while balancing his feet at the bottom of the pool so he wouldn't sink down. "My moves are cool, but I bet you could do all kinds of tricks yourself. You have tons of abilities up your sleeve, right? Like super speed. And maybe your spines give you an underwater edge too."

He didn't notice Shadow's slight apprehension toward the water. He just blithely assumed he was taking his sweet time.

[obfuskate]

"Perhaps." Or perhaps not. He was about to find out. That is, if he'd just let go of the freaking side of the pool. You fool. Be brave. It is water. It will not kill you!

Unless he sank and drowned despite his immortality-

No, none of that. He was the Ultimate Lifeform. He wasn't going to fear water. He was going to conquer it.

Thus, he let go.

Instinct took over. It was almost as if his body was working beyond his mind's abilities, his arms and legs casually kicking and keeping him afloat. His body was, at first, tense, but it soon relaxed, the feeling of remaining off of his feet at the surface of the pool proving... comfortable.

The look on his face was obvious. The realization dawned upon him that he had nothing to fear in the first place. It then changed to something more haughty in a snap, as if his previous expression hadn't graced him. Nope. He wasn't letting Pit see any signs of his prior unease!

"In fact, yes. I think I would have much to show you. Do you have a preference?" Shadow was just... going to pretend he was never nervous in first place. Right.

[raw_angel_power]

Luckily, Pit was still oblivious to his fear, though he did notice the weird faces that he occasionally made. Maybe the water was too cold for him? It felt pretty warm to Pit, but then again, he was used to it.

"Maybe you could... oh! Sink down all the way to the bottom and then shoot out as high as you can, like a rocket! Then dive back down. That would be impressive. Kind of like what I did, only better."

[obfuskate]

"Absolutely."

Yeah, he could do that. If his hover skates were just powered by fuel and average flames, he would easily have trouble, but he was obviously above that. His jets were maintained by pure Chaos Energy, enough to bust through the water as if it was fire versus sand. At least, that's what he thought.

Shadow let go of himself completely, body ceasing movements. He submerges himself, letting the water go over his head, his internal organs feeling the pressure of being so deep within the pool's sweet, yet disconcerting embrace. He felt the temptation his mind threw at him, the need and the urge to panic, but he shoved it down, hidden beneath the saltiness of the water in his eyes and up his ears.

His jets activated as soon as his feet touched ground, and in seconds-

SPLOOSH.

A great burst of water rocked the pool, and Shadow, in a lovely flourish, leaped from within, did a few back flips, and dove back in with precision, united hands pointed downward.

With the spectacle done, he rose once more, this time without aid, and looked directly at his audience, his expression far too smug for words.

Success or success?

[raw_angel_power]

The one-angel audience went wild with applause, even though he was practically blinded by the ensuing spray of pool water.

"Yeaaaaaaah! That was amazing! Sure made quite a splash!" Wiping his face, he added, "Totally loved the jet propulsion touch."

[obfuskate]

"Of course you did."

Shadow knew a pleased man when he saw it. That, or he was just too damn full of himself. In fact, that made plenty more sense. Let's go with that.

"Do you have any other requests?" He paddled over to a nearby pool noodle, inspecting it curiously. Why was it here? What was it for? How odd.

[raw_angel_power]

"With those jets, are you able to create the illusion that you're walking on water?"

[obfuskate]

"Easily."

That was admittedly a fine idea if he ever heard one. Shadow needed only to lift himself from the water, jets aflare even as he reached the surface, feet just barely touching wetness. With careful, yet surprisingly casual strides, he walked along the figurative ground with bubbles forming beneath his shoes, pockets of water and air forming from his hovering abilities.

He was definitely walking on water.

He was the fucking hedgehog Jesus.

[raw_angel_power]

Pit's eyes were doing a pretty good impression of the sun dancing in the pool ripples. "I'm starting to wonder what you can't do," remarked the angel as he snagged the fun noodle that had slowly drifted its way over to him.

A playful grin took over. He dunked the styrophone tube beneath the waters, straddled it, let both ends pop up, then aimed one of the ends at Shadow and blew into the other with all his might. A jet of water shot out at Hedgehog Jesus.

[obfuskate]

"Wh-!"

He really should have seen that coming. Instead, he was absolutely showered in water, enough so that he lost focus and dropped into the pool below. At first, he panicked, just before having made it to the surface with frantic flailing at his arsenal.

Shadow paused, his actions far more collected now, his general swaying of limbs keeping him afloat.

That was awkward.

"Y-You-... Don't do that. Ever."

[raw_angel_power]

"Whoa! Hahahaha," he laughed, completely oblivious to Shadow's real and serious fear of water. To him, it was just a fun game. "You should have seen how bad I got you!"

He was so ready to run. Er, swim.

[obfuskate]

Shadow? Afraid of water? Ha! That was as plausible as... well... any other hedgehog being nervous over water.

...

Fine. Maybe he was a little anxious. At least in his case, he'd likely get used to it, given his natural ability to swim. Hey, in Mario & Sonic, he isn't the one wearing the floaties.

"No need. I felt it."

Shadow began to pathetically paddle over to the edge of the pool, hauling himself onto concrete and shaking off his fur in one hearty movement. There went water. Everywhere. He'd had enough of that for one day.

[pitticus]

Pit watched as his swimming buddy drifted ashore. The closer he got, the more disappointed he felt.

"Done already?"

[obfuskate]

"Not after that, no."

Was he being too abrasive? Perhaps, but he was pretty much known for being a wet blanket (no pun intended). His idea of fun was definitely not the ruder end of the spectrum of 'rough-housing'.

Shadow, however, wasn't leaving in full. He was going to remain by the edge of the pool, feet sunk into the water once more. It really was refreshing in this scalding heat, to be sure.

"Unless you have more you want to see."

Okay, and maybe he'd still be up to showing himself off.

[pitticus]

Yeah, he was definitely the type of guy who took things too seriously, Pit thought to himself. Typical antihero behavior! And naturally, he wanted more chances to show off his stunts. Pit didn't really mind that type of cocky behavior, but he was still going to see how he responded when he asked,

"You sure? We could wage a noodle war. You could get me back for squirting you like that." The angel was sitting on his styrofoam noodle like a U-shaped mount.

[obfuskate]

"Noodle... war."

Nothing intimidated Shadow the Hedgehog, and this proposed battle of wits and pool toys was no exception. What it did do to him, however, was leave him in a stupor, flatly looking towards him as if Pit had just used Double Team like a hyperactive Scyther.

"You're- You can't be serious."

Because that was the stupidest idea he'd ever heard in his life. (Well, apart from suggestions Sonic might have made in the past...)

[raw_angel_power]

That's probably because Sonic is to Shadow as Pit is to Dark Pit. Whom Shadow totally reminds him of, if you didn't catch it by now.

"You're right! I'm not serious! It's all fun and games! We can keep a point count if you want. All you have to do is grab a noodle and get blowing." He began twirling around in place on his noodle horsie, drifting while propelling himself with his feet at the bottom of the pool.

[obfuskate]

"That... but I..."

For the first time today, Shadow was rendered without words or reason. What was he even supposed to say to that?! Just fun and games? Blowing noodles? That was simply ridiculous and he'd look like a complete idiot.

Then again, it was a little endearing, the way Pit had such a zest for life and such a need for its fun as opposed to its business. He was like a child, wasn't he?



"Fine."

Oh, no, did he really accept? He was already beginning to regret that he'd said that, yet he never turned his back from a challenge. His hand dipped for the nearest pool noodle, one with a foam mole on its side. Was this Resetti's? Hm. Whatever.

"We just... blow each other? Each hit is a 'point'?" Wow, this sounded awkward.

[raw_angel_power]

"Pretty much! You can duck to avoid being sprayed, but I'd be careful about that because you're vulnerable when you come back up. Get creative about dodging! There are more directions than just down. So. You ready or what? On the count of three! On your marks, get set, go!"

That wasn't actually... counting, but at least it was three sentences that could take the place of numbers. After that, he feverishly began dunking his noodle underwater to fill it with ammo, trying to beat out Shadow before he could charge his shot.

[obfuskate]

What- That didn't even give him much chance to be ready! Whatever. He was going to make sure he regretted starting the match with foul play. Shadow dove, pulling onto his noodle to ensure it sank at least slightly with him. He rushed to saddle the thing, lifting himself back onto the surface so he could properly aim.

He was built to handle all sorts of ranged weaponry - crossbows, throwing knives, guns - but pool noodles were likely not what Gerald had in mind while creating him. He whirled his body and the noodle around, making sure he'd pointed it well enough, and he fired.

It totally missed.

Great.

[raw_angel_power]

Pit at least made sure to wait until Shadow was properly geared up before beginning, because he was against foul play, too. He just didn't realize he was being an idiot. While Shadow missed, Pit didn't even have to make much of an effort to dodge! He was busy trying to aim his own shot.

Right in the face. Score!