Dorm Log

[raw_angel_power]

Who: All of Smash.
What: Dorm log! Summertime special.
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond campus.
When: Approximately the latter half of July to the earliest of Augusts (25th - 15th)
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.

And don't forget: things are getting pretty freaky! Shadow bugs are still rife around the school and city, causing all kinds of trouble, but most significantly capable of cloning people and even objects. For the remainder of July, the dimensional lines are a little blurred and causing alternate universe versions of characters to show up. But something ever curiouser has started to show up on campus... Bubbles?

Subspace bubbles? They look kinda like the ones dotting the sky... Dare ye enter?

If you do, you'll find that it... just ends up being a portal to another part of the school. Sometimes they may lead you into some part of town. Weird! Hopefully it doesn't lead you anywhere embarrassing, like in the middle of a stage play or in the bathroom of the opposite sex. That's mortifying.


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7/27: Shadow bugs go wild and clone a bunch of office supplies. Do shadow bugs get bored or something? Beware of that stapler you're about to pick up... It might be a shadow bug clone! They're animate office supplies all around the school. At least it's easy to tell the difference between the real things and the animate ones, because the clones are purple. Unless, of course, your supplies are all purple. Then you're in a bind...er.

Also, they cloned the Kraken fountain and now it's come to life. Hope you brought some slippers.

8/1: You know those hazy purple-black pockets of subspace that keep showing up across the sky? Today, a humongous one swallowed up the sun completely. For almost all of the daylight hours, there will be a full-on solar eclipse. Aww, were you working on that golden tan? Too bad, buddy. You're gonna have to wait until tomorrow.

8/5: A herd of Towtow show up at the school overnight and stop to rest. They'll be there, napping all day with that peaceful look adorned on their faces. How cute! But you wouldn't want to see them angry... Maybe that's why you should be careful not to wake them up.

For reference, here are the rooming arrangements.

Comments

[hunter_aran]

Ian. That was so Ian of Ian. Ianna of Ian. Samus feels his stomach urge him on despite having second thoughts. He could maybe try that sweet monstrosity... or maybe he could find something with a slightly more varied nutritional value to it. More meaty, maybe.

Or he could do both.

Feeling quite so brazen (and hungry) he takes the chunk Ian offered and gives it a good bite. Deadpan is the most reaction he'll permit but for what it's worth he finishes the apparent appetizer off.

"It's acceptable." It's all over his fingers man he's gotta lick it off now. Look at him lick it off like it's just acceptable.

[redshirted]

"Just acceptable." Ian laughs. This was all very... Samus of Samus. Ian grabs another bite of his before gesturing to the ingredients which he has of course not yet put away. "I could make you your own."

Or Ian might have seconds. Or both of those things.

[hunter_aran]

"Tempting." Samus says. It was very tempting but the hunk of plastic-wrapped rib-eye tucked away in the back of the refrigerator grabs his eyes more. If there was a note on it, it might have been from one of the resident carnivores on campus, but unfortunately for them it seems to have fallen off. "But I might pass."

Samus pulls it out and waggles his eyebrows at Ian like, LOOK WHAT I FOUND.

[redshirted]

Now that looks tasty, and Ian's eyebrows raise in obvious interest when presented with something much more filling than what he's got. He comments, "Can't get that food like that on the station."

And how. Even if Mrs. Malkovich occasionally would have mailed Ian a nicely sized jar of artificial marshmallow goop, fresh food, let alone fresh meat (and the real kind-- not the kind grown from a culture in a lab) was a real luxury.

"So you gonna share?" Come on, he gave you some of his monstrosity, Samus.

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[hunter_aran]

He rolls his eyes around in apparent deep consideration. Then he casually shrugs and yes of course he's going to share his spoils with his closest current ally and helpful competent mechanic.

"Since you asked so nicely." He drops it to the counter top with a very satisfying, heavy smack. The challenge, now, was going to be in the preparation of it. Samus puts his hands on his hips and kind of. Stares at it.

"..."

His suit was still plot device fubar so there'd be no convenient plasma-cannoning it this evening.

"...how good are you at cooking..."

[redshirted]

He mimics Samus, walking over to the counter and putting his hands on his hips. Ian looks between Samus and the ribeye several times. Samus. Ribeye. Samus. Ribeye.

Finally.

"Well it can't be that hard..."

Famous last words.