Dorm Log: Scorching Summer Edition

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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

[rivalappeared]

['I hate you' was a surprise, but Green was ready to retaliate with some words of his own before Red mentioned his parents. The number one untouchable subject had just been touched, and not even gently. His eyes grew wide, and his speech died in his throat. After a moment of staring at his rival like he had been stabbed, he harshly brushed Red's hands off his shoulders with his own.]

Get your hands off me, you fuck.

[There was no raising of his voice, no playful antagonism. Just pure hurt and anger. He thought about saying something else, but was too upset to think straight. He picked up his bag, and walked out the doorway.]