SUMMER COMMON ROOM - WEEK 3

[dormheads]

common room.

The common room is as bright and open as the rest of the dorm. Beanbag chairs and even more hammocks are situated around for any of your resting needs, because who needs couches? There are a few blankets on the couch just for comfort, but the temperature is never cold enough to need them because of chill. There's also an absurd amount of pillows.

The walls are decorated with paintings that are either modern art pieces or done by kindergarteners. There are also photographs tacked onto the walls as well, of seemingly random things like a vase of flowers, a mailbox, a bird on a tree branch. The photos are less about grand views and feels more like someone testing out a camera.

On a table is a welcome basket.

specialty room.

In the common room, there's a door that leads to what can only be described as an Occult Room for some strange reason. Unlike the rest of the dorm, this room is dimly lit and is crowded with items—a skeleton that may or may not be real, taxidermy animals, really creepy looking dolls, an actual coffin, etc. On a table to the side is a Ouija board, a few tarot decks, and crystal ball.

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Comments

[arcsplainist]

[ Mabel probably does not realize his injuries are still healing. It's fine. This is fine.

But that's the reason why, with a yelp, Alphinaud just seems to seize up during this assault, and—well, he's tiny. It is not going to take much for him to topple forward onto the floor and for her to pin him down that way. ]

[foreversweaterweather]

[ oh good, she wasn't even planning to topple him, but this makes things much easier!

She finagles until she gets a good grasp of his braid and then tugs it just taut enough for it to go straight, and then hacks away at the base of it with her scissors. ]

[arcsplainist]

[ He's a small noodle, Mabel, it was inevitable.

And he does squirm, best as he is able. ]

Wh- what are you doing—?!

[ But then he hears the snip, and a slight weight lifted from his head... Uh. ]

[foreversweaterweather]

[ she brandishes the braid straight up in the air like a trophy. ]

Ha ha, victory!

[arcsplainist]

[ He manages to turn just enough to see—

Oh. Oh no.

A hand goes to the back of his head. There is no braid where one should be, and a sense of dread overwhelms him in an instant. ]

That... Did you just...

[ AAAH??? ]

[foreversweaterweather]

[ now successful, Mabel climbs off of him and stands, hands on her hips in satisfaction, braid dangling from one hand. ]

Yup!

[arcsplainist]

[ Ohhh gods. That's actually his hair, in her hands. ]

... Pray tell—why?

[foreversweaterweather]

Cuz you said to!

[arcsplainist]

[ ....

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............ ]

You... you mean to say that was an extra credit assignment.

[foreversweaterweather]

Nope! I never said that!

[arcsplainist]

[ He is frowning intently, but. Alright. ]

Of course not.

[ With a groan, it's time to pick himself up off the floor. ]

[foreversweaterweather]

Thanks for the help!

[ and with that, she scampers off to. listen to the rest of the infodump in this thread, i guess

get up by your own damn self, alphinaud. ]