SUMMER COMMON ROOM - WEEK 0

[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

[supercatty]

[surprise!! local cat is trying to beat the shit out of this door!! it is not working. why would it work?]

It's locked you moron! They locked us in here!

[sunstruck]

Hmm... Locking down a building can be a useful safety measure! However, to do so randomly on a Thursday is...

[like what a weird day it's not even the end of the week

but he'll move forward to try to investigate?]

Pause please! And take care of your nails, they could break! That'd just be another nightmare.

[he doesn't want to get clawed up while looking at the door?]

[supercatty]

[DON'T WORRY, SHE WON'T CLAW HIM. . .! but she will swivel on him heatedly, shoulders arched]

Yeah? And what about the part beforehand where we were brainwashed to come here?

[which hits so many unfortunate triggers she doesn't even know where to start. he might notice her hand drifting to the bac of her neck]

And my claws won't break. They're claws; this is what they're built for. Tearing through things.

[sunstruck]

Yes, yes, furry claws and missing magic, I've heard it all - but they don't seem to be tearing through much right now, so careful unless you want to get those claws filed suddenly! If there's anything we've known so far, it's that nothing is as it's supposed to be, no?

[he might as well ask - he's got his pajammies on so he was definitely already sleeping. beauty sleep is serious. but he waltzes right past her to try the door!! of course nothing happens.

bloody mary will just sit by catra's feet.]

Hmmm. Where were you before this?

[supercatty]

[dog. . . Catra's nose wrinkles as she glances down at said dog, before her gaze flickers up to Hiyori again]

Outside. Patrolling the grounds. I like to do a sweep of the area at night, just in case something decides to come out to play while we're asleep.