dormheads | SUMMER COMMON ROOM

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.

Please use this as an open post for members of Summer 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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[byleth frowns.]

Couldn't anyone say yes, then?

...

[HE HADN'T THOUGHT OF THAT AND THE REALIZATION IS HITTING HIM LIKE A TRUCK]

I-I-I'm sure there must be more than that...

What if I said yes right now?

[......]

[you know what a blue screen looks like?]

[its the look on mandricardo's face right now]

"Rider, it is I, your Master."

Like that?

[haha]

I-I-I...

[ahhhHHHH]

I-I don't even know if you're a mage or not!

I can use some magic, if that's what you're asking.

[she sips some tea]

[Mandricardo is at a loss to do.]

U-using me would eat up a lot of mana...

That's fine.

[Mandricardo sputters.]

I'm a third-rate useless Servant who doesn't even have his horse even though I'm Rider class! I'm a villain, and just the worst! You're gonna get rocks thrown at you, 'kay! You shouldn't throw in your lot so willy-nilly with a plain guy like me!

[she tilts her head.]

Is that how you speak to your Master?

[it's hard to tell if she's joking.]

[He makes a little strangled noise.]

I-I...I'Im talking 'bout myself, though...

I don't want to hear about my first-class servant being badmouthed by anyone, though.

[including himself.]

[SORRY BYLETH HE'S JUST GOING TO SIT HERE WITH HIS CHEEKS AS RED AS A BEET, HERE]

[in a cartoon world, smoke would be coming out of his ears]

[he legit doesn't know how to react]

[she sips her tea.]

[very, very quietly:]

I-I guess I can't say no...

Correct.

I am so glad I summoned such a smart servant.

[mandricardo's constant internal monologue is reaching russian novel lengths here. he's writing war and peace in his brain. half of it is confused screaming]

I'm...uh...thanks, Master...