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.

Comments

[inspirethefire]

UGH Hajime was SUPER ANNOYED as a result of COMPLETELY UNRELATED INTERACTIONS and just needed some time to work out the frustration in a productive and healthy manner. SWEATIN' IT OUT. Stretches, squats, lunges, mostly stuff to increase stamina rather than swoliness.

But man look at this scrawny kid. Look at his form. It's so wrong, he is not maximizing his workout it's so distressing.

[tank_rockarms]

Look at that kid, trying to do things that he doesn't know how to do. Max would have to set him right and put him on the path of righteous lifting.

Max waddled walked over to the kid. "This your first time in the weight room?" the wall of a man asked from somewhere behind all of those muscles. "Name's Max, I run this place." He held his be-calloused hand out to the youth.

[inspirethefire]

Dang. Their talk on the network had done absolutely nothing to prepare Hajime for the massive wall of a man that approached him now. Technology never did live up to the real thing.

"Mister Powers. A pleasure." He put his little soft richboy hand in Max's. "Yes, this is my first time in this room proper. My thanks to you for maintaining the facility."

[tank_rockarms]

"Even my troops don't call me Powers," Max said. "Just Max is fine."

Max looked out over the temple of manliness he ran. "So, you lookin' to get big?"

[inspirethefire]

Anyone else, he might not have understood the question. When Max said it, however, there was no mistaking what was big.

"Not... quite. I'm going into a profession requiring more strength of stamina than outright power."

[tank_rockarms]

"Well, you ain't gonna have any stamina if you've got nothin' to back it up," Max explained. "What profession you goin' in to?"

[inspirethefire]

His chest swelled instinctively at the opportunity to talk about his favorite thing. "I'm a member of the Yuuhi City Ouendan! It's my duty to grant others the stamina and strength they need to succeed, by sharing my own through passion and willpower!"

[tank_rockarms]

"The Yuuhi City Assistance-Platform?" Max asked, trying to parse the enthusiastic boy's Yellow Comet Speech. "So, like, you give talks?"

[inspirethefire]

"Speech hardly can contain the magnitude of my missions! My connection with those I aid is of the most literal sort, a direct bonding of the spirits, one fire feeding another, channeling my soul itself into theirs! It is the most visceral and intimate performance that can be given!" If Max didn't get it, that's fine, it meant he got to use more synonyms for "passionate" and "intense."

[tank_rockarms]

"Uh, okay. But what about when the guy needs somebody to help out with, like, another set of hands? Like, if you helped a guy move into a new house, you could... talk passionately at 'em for like six hours and he'd do it, or you could step in and help him move the boxes and probably get it done in like three."

Max is trying to get it.

[inspirethefire]

"I--right, well, in that circumstance, I'd be more inclined to aid a person through the more traditional means." Max, you're sort of taking the wind out of his sails here.

"This special form of assistance is meant for more personal and dire circumstances! When a person doubts themselves and their ability, I help them find the power within themselves to overcome! I cannot take a test for someone, but I can help them find the stamina and focus to study as hard as they can to prepare."

[tank_rockarms]

Welcome to Max -- he exists to make you feel inferior about yourself and your abilities.

"Alright, then how much do you believe you can lift?" he asked, genuinely wanting to know.

[inspirethefire]

Hajime had no idea how deep this could go.

"I, er. I don't--I don't know, I haven't really got a good frame of reference."

He's a scrawny teen, Max. It's going to be a sad show.

[bluetanker]

"Then it sounds like you need somebody to believe in your ability to bench more than your bodyweight," said Max simply.

[inspirethefire]

A blink, and a look down at himself.

"I--what?"

[tank_rockarms]

"Every guy should be able to bench his own body weight," said Max simply. "How much do you weigh?" he asked, eying him. "One-forty?"

[inspirethefire]

He'd just come in to sweat off some irritation this was not what he signed up for. "A-about that, yes."

[tank_rockarms]

"You should be 160, benchin' at least 180," explained the man who signed everyone up for this once they entered into his realm. "To start with. 240 in a few months."

[inspirethefire]

"A, a few mon--" Look, he's all for strength, but there's gotta be a limit on how much time he spends here. "I think focusing upon one goal at a time is the best for the moment!"

[tank_rockarms]

"Fifty minutes four times a week, eight exercises, two a day," explained Max calmly. "I'll get you faster as well as stronger, 'cause you'll be able to carry yourself better."

[inspirethefire]

Hajime took a moment to think. Why was he resisting the idea so much? It wasn't as if he hadn't been training for this sort of goal, as well.

"I'll... I'll need to rearrange my schedule." He straightened up. "But if you are so willing, then it would insult you for me to deny your confidence!"

[tank_rockarms]

"If you want I can pair you up with a workout partner, give you somebody to work with who'd be at a, maybe not same level, but a similar level," said the man whose soul radiated a brilliant confidence not seen among lesser mortals.

Max had no idea, of course, but he was thinking that this guy would pair up well with that Kiyotaka kid, mostly because of similar body types and both were mostly novices at weight lifting.