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

Comments

[silentchamp]

Red nodded.

"... At least you're okay."

[operatingbuddy]

"I... do not feel 'okay'," the robot said.

[silentchamp]

It had been too simple, maybe cruel, of a thing to say to somebody who had been attacked - destroyed, even - and left without a body. Red nodded after some idleness, face somewhat doleful. Maybe he understood this.

"...How do you feel?" His features firmed, and his voice softened.

[operatingbuddy]

R.O.B. had to consider it. He felt so many things, and his mind was preoccupied. He was lonely thanks to the destruction of his people. He was upset by what had happened. He felt like a failure for failing to prevent it. But how best to describe it... He thought hard, and finally settled on a word.

"I feel... empty."