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FALL COMMON ROOM - WEEK 1
common room.
The common room of the Fall Dorm has soft, dimmer lighting; plush carpet over wood; and several comfortable chairs and sectionals. A few big windows overlook the dormitory area of campus, but there is also a single, cozy bay window on one side.
A television and bluetooth surround-sound are here for Fall students who are more inclined to be tech savvy. In the cabinets under the entertainment stand are an assortment of board games, but the television does have a generic "free tv" app for shows and music.
Above the enormous center fireplace is a moody painting.
This week, there's something else.
specialty room.
Through a door on the first floor, there is an antigravity room. Stepping just a few feet through the doorway will lift everyone up into the air. The seating and most of the rest of the room remains somehow rightfully in place on the floor and will not move. Students, however, can grab pillows and blankets, cups or bowls, or other small items to bring into the air with them.
Please use this as an open post for members of Fall Dorm. You may post top-levels whenever you'd like and go wild. A new post will go up at the start of each week.
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Stepped into Fall dorm, or at least I thought I did. Was transported into some... kinda "neighborhood"...? Same happened fer the other three. [He's not a modern-modern, "neighborhood" sounds very shaky]
Got a key for one of the houses. Once we went in, the whole place was tryin' to convince us we were a family, 'nd we'd always lived there. The house was fucked up. The garage was full of rottinā meat.
[āGarage" is just as shaky, because heās not sure what that is exactly.] Explored the house some before whatever brought us over forced us t' sleep. Day two had us fully under its spell. Thought we were some kinda family unit 'nd everything was normal.
Day three we were back t' ourselves. Had some kinda meat monster come outta the walls, 'nd we fought it off some before we had t' run for it. The fuckin' monster exploded on us. Acid, guts, blood. That's what we ended up bein' covered in. Where our injuries came from 'nd what wrecked our clothes.
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What... [it isn't even a question, just an exclamation from how damn bizarre this sounds.] I don't... understand.
It sounds like a bad dream.
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Wish that was all it was. The gore 'n injuries were all real.
[if his hand wasn't covered in acid, it would be clenched.
his jacket.]
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Did someone look at them and treat them yet with something besides bandages?
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Just gotta heal.
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You can stop saying that so casually.
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Nah, don't feel like it.
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..........Huh!
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