DORM LOGS: Now with EVENTS!

[raw_angel_power]

Who: All of Smash.
What: Dorm log! January edition.
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond campus.
When: Approximately the latter half of January to the earliest of Februaries (15th - 5th)
Warnings: YOU KNOW YOURSELVES

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! Just add a thread with the room number (and date/time, if it matters) and the characters that reside there (just for reference!). You do not have to use one character's thread as a dual-purpose for both characters if you do not want to. Doesn't have to be a dorm room, either, if you have something else in mind. It could be the common room or the student science lab or wherever.

BUT WAIT!!!!!!

This time, we're shaking things up. On certain days, there will be an event going on that might help if you can't think of a good scenario to kick off a thread with. Here is the list!*

1/18: Hypno's Naptime. Much like the anime episode of the same name, there are mysterious sleep waves pulsing through town. No one is sure where they're coming from- it could be a rowdy Hypno that took over a broadcasting station one day, or maybe it's the local Disco Drowzee club that opened up just recently and their collective moves are enough to make you snooze. Well, these sleep waves might make you catch onto some unexpected z's, but more likely they can give you strange effects. Don't limit it to thinking you're a Pokemon, either. They can trick you into believing you're something else entirely, or just give you the urge to slip on a chicken costume and table dance in front of a crowd without finding it socially inappropriate. Just. WEIRD STUFF, MAN. Anything is possible.
1/19 - 1/25: Nancy's going on vacation. That's right, you sorry saps aren't gonna know what to do with yourselves now that no one's cooking for you. There was gonna be a substitute lunch bear/lady/alien space creature, but for whatever reason, they never showed up. So now, everyone must FEND FOR THEMSELVES. How will you fare if you don't even know how to flip a spatula?
1/25 - 1/27: Ice Cream Blizzard. Oh, you poor, starving Smashers. Not only are you bereft of nutrition, but it's cold and snowing and you can barely get out of the building without freezing solid! You might just perish, but wait- if you step outside and try to catch snowflakes with your tongue, you might just realize that it's... snowing ICE CREAM?!
1/29-1/31: Goomba Infestation. Everything is Goombas for 2 days in the boys dorms. Bowser is dicking around with "Itchymarbles" again, and it just spills out across the entire dorms. This prank has the unfortunate side effect of, well, affecting everyone on campus, and not just Scratchy McMarbles, so you might wanna be careful opening that fridge, since the wrong kinds of mushrooms might start pouring out. Jumping on them might work, but it's gonna take a lot of hopscotch to decimate an entire roomful!

This is a bit of an experiment, so... we'll see what comes of this.

*Note: These were determined by rng. Any other suggestions will be recycled for next time if the event aspect is successful.

Also, if you want easy access to the dorm living arrangements, here is the link.

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[forgetbeam]

OH NO, THERE IT WENT

FALLING TO THE FLOOR

IN SLOW MOTION

OENDAAAAAAAAAAAN

I'M VERY SORRY (not)

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

Mondo slid in like a pro making a home run and snatched the plate before it could hit the floor.

FOOD PLATE ACQUIRED! SCORE!!

Then he made a break for it. Hey, when you don't know how to cook worth anything above Cup of Noodles, your next best survival skill is stealing other people's cooking. Just how long was he lurking around for his chance?!

[inspirethefire]

The mysterious corn-shaped blur was gone by the time Hajime even registered what was happening, but one thing remained clear: he must not let that food escape. Who knew what kind of terror that dish could unleash in unknowing hands?

He broke his grapple with Kiyotaka to rush after the lunch bandit. "WAIT! You don't know what you're doing!"

[forgetbeam]

Kiyotaka would know that corn-shaped blur anywhere. It carried with it the stink of food-thieving delinquency and also too much hairspray.

"Brother, no!!" He followed after the pair. "You don't know what that could do to you!"

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

The thief skidded across the corner he turned out the kitchen and bolted down the hall somewhat encumbered by the need to ensure the contents of the dish did not tip over onto the floor, dismissing their warnings.

"Nice try, fuckers! But this is mine now!"

He made it into the lobby and headed for the front doors that lead out into the courtyard.

[inspirethefire]

What sort of mad fool was this man, with his spirit so inflamed by insidious hunger?! His brash decisions could doom everyone's plumbing! If this callous vagrant won't listen to their warnings, he must be stopped.

With a wordless roar, HAJIME FILLED HIS MOTIVATION.......INTO ISHIMARU because he can't do it to himself GO GET HIM MAN

[forgetbeam]

Oh hells yeah was he ever determined. He wouldn't lose Mondo to food related tragedy a second time! Hajime's burst of BLAZING PASSION only spurred him on further, and his speed practically doubled as he bolted for Mondo.

HE DOVE TO KNOCK HIM OFF HIS FEET...

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

Mondo was JUST about to pry open the door and enter a world with no hallways or cramped spaces and many places to hide or climb, but what happened instead was a ramming force against his back that didn't knock him off his feet, but smashed him against the doors- and with the way his plate-holding arm had been positioned, he pied himself in the face. Or, uh, Salisbury Surprised in the face.

He was blinded by spices.

"Mmf!"

[inspirethefire]

Oh crap cut the juice cut the juice

"Are you all right?! Did--oh. Ah. Hm."

Hajime caught up with the collided pair and pulled out a handkerchief, wincing. Everything is his fault why is he terrible at everything

"You didn't get any in your mouth, did you?"

[forgetbeam]

No bromo, but he kind of just kept his arms firmly wrapped around Mondo's torso and kind of... hung there for a minute.

"Should we get some water...?"

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

There was a tension in the air, much like when you're standing in the middle of a pasture wearing a red jumpsuit and a bull happens to be staring straight at you, snorting. Perhaps this analogy was made better by the fact that Mondo actually snorted. Or, uh, snort-growled. There's a difference.

The plate fell to the ground and clattered against the floor, erupting into a firework of porcelain slivers and ruddy sauce. Mondo turned his head around slowly, almost for dramatic effect, meat hanging out of his mouth, his face and hair dripping with condiments.

He began to eat the meat out of spite. And because him eating = him winning a free meal, suckas.

[inspirethefire]

A moment's staring, before a tensing up, a mortified and furious realization, the knowledge that he could not let this pass.

Hajime's hand lashed out, grabbed the half of the meat sticking out of Mondo's mouth, and pulled.

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

Mondo sunk his teeth deeper into the saucy meat and completed the tug-of-war sequence. The sight was very much like trying to take food from a disobedient dog that needed a bath. He wouldn't even let the fact that his eyes stung overshadow his will to get his way.

[inspirethefire]

He spread his feet, dug in his nails, and gave no quarter. He'd already ruined this foolish man's wardrobe and hygiene, he would allow nothing worse to occur. Through his teeth, he hissed the word: "No."

[forgetbeam]

What had this even become.

"Both of you, stop this at once! You're only going to make more of a mess!"

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

Like it even mattered at this point, Mondo thought as he maintained his oral grip on the thick meat, tough and overcooked as it was, which was pretty advantageous. The spices burned his tongue but he persevered- in fact, it only made him more determined to end this. He reeled back his head with all his might and blinked away the sauces from his teary eyes with limited success so he could see his opponent better. He yanked at the meat and...

splattered a drop of sauce onto Ishimaru's pristine uniform, defiling it.

[inspirethefire]

Most often, Hajime was a young man who relied on logic, careful consideration, and reasonable deduction. He had come to this most logical conclusion: he would assure his opponent could not get it all in his mouth.

Hajime roared, and bit down on his half of the meat.

[forgetbeam]

Hajime... he thought you were better than this.

But he could see now what was happening. Driven mad by starvation, hungry students were reverting to primitive instincts to do whatever it took to get a meal. These poor souls... could he really blame them for--

Wait. That was a saucy, spicy, greasy spot on his uniform. It was probably going to stain because who knew what was in it.

"That does it!!"

No longer needing to fear getting his uniform dirty, he grabbed at every inch of steak that was not presently in somebody's mouth and pulled with all his might.

[inspirethefire]

The three of them may have gone at it with all their strength, and while none was willing to back down, they soon would not need to.

Charred to leather as the slab of meat was, there was only so much strain it could take. The sauce-stained nightmare finally broke apart in the tri-pull, snapping into three stringy shards of charcoal-flavored flesh.

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

The tug-of-warriors too snapped apart from each other like rubber bands, and Mondo once again collided with the door, this time with his back to it. He braced himself with his palms and swallowed the morsel in one gulp, which made him want to breathe fire.

Was that mischief even worth it? The sauce all over his face? The fight he put up for foul-textured meat? An indiscernible taste that had enough of a punch to reproduce what heartburn must be like? If he regretted anything, he wasn't going to admit it. He wiped his mouth with his hand and sucked in a much-needed gulp of air.

"You suck at cooking."

[forgetbeam]

Well, Mondo at least had the door to stop him. Kiyotaka only had his ass to fall on, but he did not let that stop him from launching into lecturing.

"A thief has no right to complain about the quality of what isn't rightfully theirs!!"

He looked at the lump of what might have been meat once in his hand, scowling. WASTED FOOD... exactly what he wanted to prevent. Curses. He stood up to dump it in the nearest trash bin and held his hand out safely away from his uniform, not that it mattered anymore.

"All right, it's clear to me now that both of you are in dire need of learning how to take care of yourselves! It's up to me to teach you!"

Mondo's inevitable detention could come after.

[inspirethefire]

Hajime only choked a little as he swallowed his own chunk. Even as vile as it was scratching its way down his throat, leaving his taste buds burning, it would be foolish by this point to have gone so far and not follow his intent through.

Mondo's criticism earned a bleary glare.

"We were trying to warn you as much."

Ishimaru's admonishment ends any further rebuttal Hajime might have had, though. If he's gone a bit red, one couldn't guess if it was from the food or the realization of how stupid his behavior had been. He had no right to judge Mondo, after his shameful actions.

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

"S' not like any of you were gonna eat it," he mumbled sourly, ignoring Kiyotaka's mandate in favor of picking a bay leaf out of his hair.

[forgetbeam]

"It might have been toxic!"

Dead serious. Sorry, Hajime.

"Anyway, you can't just swoop in and steal things like that!! What is the matter with you?!"

[inspirethefire]

OFFENDED GAPING. At Mondo. Kiyotaka had a legitimate point.

"Do not assume me to be so wasteful! As though I would let something like that fester where anyone else could take it!"