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

[duranduel]

I guess I can't argue with that, even if its too much for me...

[A pause, and he takes that hand.]

[supercatty]

[aw look she's helping him up. she gets one (1) karma point today]

Seriously, there isn't any reason to be creeped out by this room. It's probably decorated this way to purposefully freak us out.

[duranduel]

[wow catra being nice?? can't wait for this to never happen again]

Ah, thank you. [And now he's looking around the room again, rubbing his forehead.] Maybe? Or maybe it belongs to Sally.

[supercatty]

I wonder where she got the skeleton. Ooooh, did she kill a man herself?

[HOW DO U KNOW IT'S A MAN, CATRA]

[duranduel]

Kind of weird place to show that off, though...

[Yes, this is more important of a gripe than SALLY MAY HAVE KILLED A MAN]

[supercatty]

[giggle-snorts again]

You're so judgmental of Sally's tastes. Don't you care about her feelings?

[duranduel]

[CAUGHT RED-HANDED IN JUDGEMENT]

N-no I'm not! I'm just...maybe this is her style, but still, I-I'm...

[supercatty]

You're-- what?

[duranduel]

[WOW HE JUST DISCOVERED HE HAS FEET]

[supercatty]

[CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR FEET, MANDRI??]

[leans over to peer at him expectantly. an answer! she is waiting!!]

[duranduel]

Maybe I'm...a little......

[QUIET QUIET VOICE:]

Judging..........?

[supercatty]

What was that? I can't hear you. Speak up!

[she heard him]

[duranduel]

[in a rush:]

IwasalittlejudgingOKAY!

[supercatty]

Aw. . . there. Was that so difficult to admit? It's okay; everyone is a little bit judgmental.

[duranduel]

I know, I just...

[A sigh.]

Sorry, Sally.

[supercatty]

You'll have to say it to her face, if she's ever brave enough to show it.

[duranduel]

W-why would I? That would be rude!

[supercatty]

Wouldn't not apologizing be even ruder?

[duranduel]

That would assume she heard me judging it in the first place...

[supercatty]

It's her room. Her building, even. Who's to say she doesn't have spies on the inside?

[duranduel]

Why would she have spies? It's a school!

[supercatty]

[a flat look]

Every war has spies, idiot.

[DORM WARS. . .?]

[duranduel]

I-is this a war? I mean, I've been in war, and this is...

[VERY QUIET??]

[supercatty]

. . .

They literally use the word "war."

[what else would it BE]

[duranduel]

Maybe it's not literal...? I mean, as far as I know, schools don't just...engage in wars...

[the fire emblems sniper me on the spot]

Wartime is a serious thing. Even military bases aren't as lax as this.