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[drummerboi]

Lucifer Looked at melody he wasn't going to just tell her, this was one of those point's where he hit's his wall and doesn't let anyone in. "It's nothing, im fine anyway I think were almost in your room. If you want after I helped you unpack we can head out somewhere or something." Lucifer asked almost as if he avoided the question completely without sounding rude. As he then continued to try and drag the suitcase towards her bedroom the strain on it begun to cause Lucifer to sweat lightly. "Um Melody do you mind if you can help me move this please" He said kindly as he let go of half of the strap so she can participate in this as well.


@Aero Wind

 

[Aero]

Melody


Location: Almost to my room, I think


Interacting with: Lucifer


Melody gave a small shrug. "Alright if you say so." She said and looked at the door numbers to see which is her room. "You don't have to help me unpack, I didn't bring a lot of stuff so it won't take long." She said smiling and looked over at him. "But thanks for the offer!" Melody noticed he had began sweating and giggles a bit watching him try to continue dragging her suitcase. When he asked for help Melody nodded and grabbed the strap as well, her hand touching his a bit. This tiny bit of touching made Melody blush anyways for she was never really great at associating with guys. @drummerboi

 

[drummerboi]

Lucifer continued to smile at Melody a he then continued to drag the case. When Melody held his hand a little he blushed a bit more as he then looked t her there hands still touching eachother. "So um.....uh.....um to your room then...." He said putting the pinkie finger on her's his face red like ruby's hoping she wouldn't find this creepy after all it was a accident right.... He had to move his pinky finger so she dosn't crush it.....right... He continued to walk with her dragging the case nearer and nearer to her room. Secretly Lucifer kind of wanted to let this last a little longer it was nice. She was fun to be around and just as awquerd as him to boot he hoped Jim wouldn't make fun or anything.


@Aero

 

[SirBlazeALot]

Naveen


8/24/15 around 12pm


Kickin' It With: Jane


Scenario: Move-In Day


Naveen listened to Jane half heartily as he tossed CD's onto the couch, shaking his head with disapproval. He only picked up on certain words like "Science and Medicine" and "explorer" you know, the exciting nouns of speech. "Ahh, a scientist?" he turned to her and grinned. "You sound more like a scientist, now that you mention it," he said in reference to her accent and proper tone. When he returned his attention back to his CDs, he found a mixtape with a dozen or so of his favorite songs labeled, Naveen's Turn-Up Set The III. "Ashidanza!" he exclaimed victoriously. As he cycled through the songs in the CD player, he told Jane, "Well you know, all great explorers must understand the basics of rhythm and dance! What if you find some ancient tribal society that's been hidden from society for centuries invites you to a celebration and you're unable to participate in the dance of their people, hm? Then what? What if being unable to do the dance of their people lands you on the business end of a spit roast?" He played the song he was looking for and finally turned to face Jane once more.


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As the music began, he took both of Jane's hands in his, raising one higher and the other lower. He wasn't having any of Jane's protest toward dancing, this was happening. "Getting into the music is a very important skill, Jane. Just follow my lead," he reassured her. "It's a simple two steps, see?" he demonstrated the steps slowly, placing one foot ahead, and then moving it backward as the other foot came upward, alternating the raised hand as he did so. (Blaze attempts to write out how to cha cha)


"Now we just do it to the beat, ya got it!?" he asked as the beat was about to drop.


@ShurikenPhoenix

 

[PixieDust]

Jane Porter

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Jane seemed rather perplexed by Naveen's comment about her seeming like a scientist, wondering whether that was a good thing or not. As he began his spiel about not being able to dance possibly leading to homocide she very nearly snorted with laughter. The very idea was proposterous! Although he was quite correct about a sense of rhythm being revered by tribes around the world.


"As over dramatic as your statement is-" she began, her words abruptly cut short when the music began to play and he took both of her hands with no hesitation. With a grudging sigh, she attempted to follow his lead, placing one foot in front of the other and trying to coordinate her arms simultaneously, resulting in her tripping over her feet occasionally. She knew she was overthinking the steps, not to mention how embarrassing it was to be dancing in front of a virtual stranger.


After a moment of being thoroughly uncomfortable however, she began to just follow the flow of the music, loosening up without even realising it.


"Oh I say this is quite enjoyable!" She admitted with a surprised giggle as her steps became more spontaneous.


@SirBlazeALot

 

[Aero]

Melody


Location: Nearing my room...


Hanging with: Lucifer


Melody nodded as the made their way down the hall, hands touching. Melody didn't think of the awkwardness of the situation till she felt his pinkie on top of hers. A small blush appeared on Melody's face as she looked away at the ground. 'Oh my gosh I'm touching a boy's hand! This is so weird but nice at the same time! Ugh I must look like a tomato or something.' She thought to herself not realizing that her room was coming up. @drummerboi

 

[drummerboi]

"Well were here um...uh yeah you still up for that movie later on..." He said smieling lightly as he put his hand above his head "Just go to my room at 209 to let me know......" He said as he then looked at Melody's eyes they were beautiful indeed, He then bowed a little "I hope you'll be able to come we can get to know each other better." He said sweating a bit as he was blushing like a red balloon, especially after she felt him touch her hand. He then begun to look up at her and begun to say "See you soon" he said as he then begun to head towards his dorm.


@Aero

 

[SirBlazeALot]

Naveen


8/24/15 around 12pm


Kickin' It With: Jane


Scenario: Dancin' on Move-In Day


Naveen patiently awaited Jane to arrive in time with the beat, and when she finally did, Naveen voiced his satisfaction with an enthusiastic, "Ashidanza!" He let her have her fun until the beat changed up and got a little bit too advanced for her. "Alright, that's enough Mr. D.R.A.M." he announced abruptly. He released the girl and cut off the music and triumphantly placed his fists on his hips. "I knew you could do it," he said with a winning smile. He folded his arms and smiled smugly, "I may have just saved your life, You'd better not forget about me when you're a famous explorer!" And with that, he collapsed onto his couch and rested his hands behind his head.


@ShurikenPhoenix

 

[Aero]

Melody


Location: At my room


Hanging out with: No clue


"Thanks for helping me with my bag." Melody said smiling still looking at the ground. "But um, yeah I'm still up for a movie. Whatever time is good for me just let me know." She said and took out a piece of loose paper from her purse and a pen. She wrote down her number and handed it to him. Melody rubbed the back of her neck as she watched him walk off. She wanted to talk to him more but she couldn't think of anything to say at the time. Melody sighed and unlocked the door, then dragged her bag into her new room. "Um Tink are you in here?" Melody asked looking around. @ShurikenPhoenix @drummerboi

 

[drummerboi]

Lucifer blushed lightly as he looked at her "Okay thank you well i'll see you later then" He said smiling, as he then begun to walk toward's his room. He hasn't seen Jim in a while maybe he was in the hallway. Speak of the devil he was there with belle and Jim he just continued to walk until he was in between them "Belle Jimbo hope your well" He said as he continued to walk. It looked like he just won the lottery as he begun to walk towards his room door. He opened it and walked towards his bed and put Melody's number somewhere safe. After that he lied there on his bed smiling to himself.


@SirBlazeALot

 

[PixieDust]

Jane Porter

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Jane rolled her eyes good-naturedly at Naveen as he gloated about possibly saving her life and folded her arms across her chest. "Well I highly doubt learning to dance will save me from a tribe of cannibals, but thank you for the lesson. Perhaps one day I will actually put it to use. It's been nice to meet you, truly, but I suppose I shall leave you to unpack the rest of your things, and discover whether all my roommates are as...eccentric as the one I encountered before meeting you." she smiled politely and began to take her leave.


@SirBlazeALot

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[PixieDust]

Tinkerbell

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Location: Her dorm room


Socialising with: Melody, what a sweetheart :3
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Tinkerbell was indeed in her room, sitting at her desk and trying to decide between two nail polishes that were practically the same shade of green. When she heard Melody call for her she smiled, and set down the bottles. "I'm here! Have fun with Lucifer?" she asked, a smirk playing across her features, "Come here, I need your help," she added, picking up the bottles once more. "I need you to decide which shade of green looks better!" she was now simply admiring her reflection in her handheld mirror. She was totally going to have to switch up her outfit soon, she had worn the same dress for like five hours!


@Aero

 

[GiroGirl723]

Elsa


Date/Time: 8/24/15 around 12PM


Location: Upperclassmen Suites


With: Alone


Elsa Arendelle dragged her suitcase through the hallways, making her way towards her dorm. She had switched dorms this year... more people to meet. Goodie. She sighed and checked her schedule to see what her room number was (it was 406).


Another year at Disney, another year in isolation. Elsa sighed. She really, really wanted to make friends... but after thirteen years of setting herself away from the crowd... she had no idea how.


Throwing that awful thought into the back of her head to ponder later, Elsa finally got to the upperclassman suites and room 406, and began to unlock her dorm room.

 

[Aero]

Melody


Location: Dormroom


Hanging with: Tinkerbell


"Yeah, he was really nice!" Melody said while dragging her bag into her room next to her new bed. She looked around the room and let out a small sigh. 'This is my new room till I graduate.' She thought to herself. When Tinkerbell called her, Melody snapped out of her thoughts and made her way to her new roommate's room. Melody stood next to Tink looking at the two green nail polish bottles on her desk. "Oh um..." Melody said looking back and forth at the two colors. 'Is this a trick question? They look the same! Oh gosh what to say, what to do...' She thought and then finally pointed at the one on the left. "That one. It looks like it will really bring out your...eyes?" Melody said rubbing the back of her neck. She remembered hearing someone from her dad's fashion shows say something like that. 'Hopefully I didn't sound like a complete idiot.' She thought. @ShurikenPhoenix

 

[PixieDust]

Tinkerbell


Location: Her 'boudoir'


Socialising with: Melody


Tinker bell looked at the nail polish Melody chose very carefully for a moment, holding it against her hand and biting her lip in concentration like it was the biggest decision of her life. She then let a satisfied smile play across her features and turned her full attention to Melody. "Jungle Green it is then! You're right, it does make my eyes look bluer. Now, you've done me a favour, how about I do you one in return?" she suggested eagerly, as she stood and wandered over to her closet. "Do you usually dress so....uh...plainly?" she didn't wait for an answer and began rummaging through her clothing. "I'm going to make you look fabulous for your little movie date...yes I heard you guys talking out there. I think I'm going to go with an ocean themed outfit, it will make your eyes pop!" she said all of this incredibly fast, almost oblivious to the girl.


@Aero

 

[Aero]

Melody


Location: Dorm Room


Hanging out with: Tinkerbell, oh dear


Melody bit her bottom lip as she watched Tink in silence. She let out a sigh of relief when her roomie smiled and loved her choice. "Oh you don't have to do anything for me." She said but she noticed that Tinkerbell was long gone in her closet choosing an outfit. When Tink asked about how she dressed, Melody looked down at her t-shirt and shorts. "Well um..." Melody said playing with a strand of loose hair. 'I never thought I dressed plainly... Is that bad?' She thought to herself. She snapped out of her thoughts when she heard Tinkerbell talk about her movie date. "Date?! No, no it's just a hang out thing." Melody said blushing lightly. She sat down in a chair looking down at the ground. @ShurikenPhoenix

 

[WickedKhaleesi]

Location: On Campus


Busy: Moving-In


Interacting with: An unhappy handmaiden


Arista waited patiently...or about as patiently as someone filling to the brim with excitement could wait, as her handmaiden exited from the front of their rented car, and made her way to the trunk to grab the bags. Anat was her name, and she had been sent alongside Arista so that there was someone to refer to if needed. And right now, Arista referred the woman to her luggage. She wasn't lazy or anything; she was royalty. Royalty didn't carry their own baggage; it was like an unspoken rule.


Trailing ahead, carrying just a tote, the princess loss all interest in her struggling maid's lagging form, and instead busied herself with trying to read the map she held in her hands. The campus was huge, no doubt about that, and after staring at the paper with the layout for a few seconds more, she tossed it aside with a huff. She'd just figure it out on her own! She knew her dorm number was 405, and figured that meant she had to go to the fourth floor. So to the fourth floor they went! With that decided, Arista clasped her hands and spun on her heel, coming face-to-face with Anat. "There you are," she smiled sweetly, trying to butter the frowning woman up, "It looks like we're going to the fourth floor. And since elevators are accidents waiting to happen, I guess we're taking the stairs! Your glutes will be thanking me later, trust me." The stony deadpan she received did not deter her. But first, she needed to check-in.

Spoiler

Location: 406


Time: 11 minutes later and checked in


Busy: Moving-In; Creeping on roommate @Suzumaki Arakai


Interacting with: A sweaty handmaiden





Reaching the top of the stairs, Arista looked over the railing to spot Anata an entire flight below. Instead of offering to help, she decided encouragement was a way better motivator. "Look at you! You're built like a true Atlantican!" Her voice was extremely loud on the stairwell, and echoed with an intensity that made even her flinch. With a thumbs up to the scowling woman, Arista stepped onto the fourth floor. She trailed languidly down the hall, until she spotted the numbers 405, and could barely contain the nervous flutter in her stomach.


Because Arista had no concept of personal space or privacy, she forwent knocking and simply twisted the knob. To her surprise it was unlocked, so she threw it open with a flourish, a resounding Bang! ringing out, despite the doorstopper. The first thing she noticed was the loud music and oddly dancing girl. She would never say it to the girl's face, but she reminded Arista of Aquata when it came to dancing skill. A quiet thud alerted Arista to the silent presence behind her, and she turned to Anata with a strained smile bordering on annoyed. "Just find an empty room and take my stuff there," she ordered with a dismissive wave. And as an afterthought, she added, "And unpack for me. Thank you."


Now no longer being pestered with boring things like getting situated, Arista walked right up behind the dancing girl, uncomfortably close, and tapped on her shoulder. Should she turn around, she'd find herself face-to-face with Arista.

 

[Zero Gravity]

SQUISHY


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Squishy just blinked in surprise when Lucifer apologized to her again. She didn't really understand the problem, I mean, he had just bumped into her. Then he acted like he wasn't staring at her boobs, but really, who wasn't staring at her boobs? The pink-haired girl then gave a soft him whenever Lucifer disappeared and Jim made some sort of comment that caused him to get all angry. Weird.


The young girl then realized she had to make a call, which she had totally forgotten due to the fact that she was being bumped into and meeting new people and everything. "Ah, Belle! I gotta make a call, so excuse me for a moment!" She chirped, giving the other girl a perky smile before she pulled her cellphone out, skipping into the hall so she could talk by herself. She dialed in a certain someone's number, and waited for him to pick up. Precisely when he did, the chatter immediately began.


"Heyyyy, you have noo idea what just happened to me as soon as I got to the University. My aunt left without me and whatever, but only because some guy ran into me. He was obviously staring at my boobs, but he was acting like he wasn't and tried to play it off. His roommate or whatever made fun of him for it, and this really badass chick came up behind me and told him off. Turns out she's super duper nice, and she's my roommate too. And then, when we're unpacking, same guy knocks on the door and apologizes like a million times and does some weird bow, yet again trying not to make it obvious that he was staring at my chest. I already know I'm going to like it here, it's super fucking exciting," the pink-haired girl blabbed, knowing the other wouldn't really mind. She talks a lot when she's excited or has a story to tell, and it just so happened that some interesting things took place as soon as she got here.



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@mikko


@anyone in the hallway

 

[mikko]

f l y n n r i d e r


our illustrious, oh-so-loveable fuck boy was delayed in his arrival to his college for one reason. tonsil hockey. he and a particularly voluptuous side bitch were currently intertwined on the leather of his upholstery, her back pressed to the backseat, his hands on the prowl. needless to say, his thoughts were rather occupied. their background music was a sultry number by a vintage artist his girl was digging, (aurora? ariel? he wasn't sure; just knew her hair was dyed and her tits were faker than her personality), crooning something about falling in love. ironic, really, because the only thing he was loving was the feel of her ass against his hands, but she didn't really need to know that.


he was just ready to kick it up a notch, sitting up and pulling her up onto his lap, when his phone started the most obnoxious, unholy vibrations. it startled him so much his forehead rammed forward into her skull, causing his head to swim in a way he did not enjoy. "shit," he swore, rubbing his head and squeezing the girl's hand involuntarily. "my bad. you alright, babe?" he flashed a grin, causing her to blush and give a coyly sheepish smile. "mhm... but i'd feel a lot better if you, like, kiss it better~." while the little colorful voices inside his head screamed and gagged, he went against his nature and pressed his lips to her hairline. he left her like that, then, stepping out of his car to answer his phone.


"hey, wa—oh. hey, pinks." he was, of course, fully aware that his bubbly, newly-legal side bitch was far too immersed in her own voice to hear him speak. of her admittedly adorable, but extremely elongated tangent, he discovered that an apparently closeted pervert was caught in the act of ogling her breasts, (though, flynn couldn't blame the poor kid, those things were treasures), she met a cool girl who also happened to be her roommate, closet perv came to her room and stared again, and that somehow assured squishy of her love for the school. at the end of her fairly one-sided conversation, flynn released a breath, suddenly tired. "that's great, baby doll," he said, lips flickering into a mentally fatigued smile. "tell you what, i'll drive over and you can tell me more over some lunch. my treat. invite your new girlfriend too, alright? see you soon. later, babe." he hung up his phone then, sighed, ran a hand through his hair, walked back to his car.


"hey, you mind if i drop you back home? something came up." he asked the girl he had suddenly lost interest in, who was currently reapplying her lipstick in his mirror. he wondered, then, if it was now smeared across his face and neck. with her consent, he returned her to her residence and began his travel to college.

@Zero Gravity


@anyone else who cares


@nonchalant mention of belle the badass sorta feminazi
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[theplasticdemon]

Belle

8/24/15 around 12pm


Scenario: Ohhhh femininerdzi


Interacting With: Jim, kinda Lucifer
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Belle was simply too clueless and out of it to notice Jim pass by, let alone see him snag the schedule out of his hands. Hell, she didn't even notice Lucifer offering her the schedule back. Hmm... if the gears go here, then that means... Her train of thought was quickly interrupted by a paper blocking her vision of Cogsworth. "Hey, what do you think you're--" Belle saw the outstretched schedule in Jim's hand, though she couldn't see Jim's face just yet. The brunette grabbed a hold of his arm, propping her up along with politely accepting the schedule, her hair still slightly disheveled from the drive to the university and from carrying the suitcase. Though she still looked just as attractive, it resulted in her not paying attention to the person returning her schedule. Although Belle would totally deny this, in the process of getting up, her face became a bit too close for comfort to Jim's as she brushed away a stray strand of hair from her face. How awkward.


"Thanks, I guess. Oh...wait. It's you. Lucifer's roommate." Her tone harshened at her own voice saying his name. Belle quickly let go of Jim's arm out of reflex. As she was already standing up, Lucifer had already greeted the two with the most arrogant smile Belle had ever seen. The doe eyed girl waited for him to turn his back on them, taking full advantage of the situation by giving him the sassiest glare Jim had ever seen. "I bet you forgot to tell Cat-kin to go fuck himself." Rolling her eyes, partly at Jim and partly at Lucifer, she continued on her rant. "Boys do forget, I suppose. Even the simplest things, such as forgetting the patriarchy exists and affects everyone. But... that is a much more important subject for another day." Belle huffed in frustration, knowing that most males wouldn't even bat an eye at the patriarchy, much less, her struggles as a woman.


Cogsworth laid on the floor of the hall beside Belle, casually lying there with an open back, gears hanging out. "I call him Cogsworth. I even programmed an artificial voice box, along with the feature to act like a clock as well, hence Cogsworth. He's French, just like me, which I had specifically programmed him for. Also..." Belle excitedly went on and on about her robots, even mentioning several other robots she had made scattered across her dorm. Cogsworth was now in Belle's hands, like a mother showing off her beloved son. For a brief moment, it was almost like her passion for equality was replaced by an even stronger passion for robotics. Her face noticeably lit up in excitement, different from the usual guarded expression she had towards most males. Maybe in that moment, Jim could see some hope. Then again, maybe not. Belle quickly realized her mistake as her face as she went back to her normal ways. Though in the process, her face flushed in embarrassment, normally the guys she was with never cared about her passion, much less her interests or hobbies. It even surprised her how just a simple question about her most prized possession could get her to open up so easily. "You can call me Belle, though you seem to be much more interested in an object than me... W-what's your name?" Belle suddenly retorted, changing the subject, face noticeably flustered to top it off. Jeez, what was this guy's problem? I must be feeling triggered already.


@SirBlazeALot @Zero Gravity Belle already left and is chilling with Jim @holyyy whaaaa belle almost went nerd for a sec

 

[PixieDust]

Tinkerbell


Location: her boudoir


Socialising with: her new project Melody


Tinkerbell made a loud shushing sound, putting her finger against her lips before going back over to Melody and inspecting her hair with a solemn expression.


"Whatever, it's not a date, but that is no excuse for not looking like a knockout! I mean look at me, all I'm doing is hanging out in my room and I still look amazing am I right?" She did a little twirl as she spoke to demonstrate.


She hummed thoughtfully to herself then and without permission began untying Melody's hair from its ponytail.


"Número uno. Please no ponytails to a date, you either let it all flow like a sexy jet black mane, or you have it in an updo like mine. It's totally sophisticated like Audrey Hepburn or something. Plus it compliments your pretty little face!"


@Aero

 

[SirBlazeALot]

Jim


8/24/15 around 12pm


Scenario: Feminerdsi and the Rebel


Kickin' It With: Belle


Just when he had become fed up with waiting around for Belle to take the schedule back, she finally pulled her head out of her ass and accepted it, and pulled herself upright in the process. She came way too close for Jim's comfort, causing him to instinctively back off. It's not like he was afraid of girls or anything, he just valued his personal space.


His face soured into his default scowl as she referred to him as "Lucifer's roommate." Though he didn't particularly care what she thought of him, he definitely didn't want to live in the shadow of his prissy roommate for the entire year. His glare broke when she called the boy "Cat-kin", and he was unable to keep himself from grinning. He snickered at the playful remark and replied, "Sorry Captain, I'll try to remember to tell him every morning. My dick just makes me oh-so forgetful." He watched Lucifer go all the way to the room and dreaded his inevitable return to his new residence. The whole captain part was said with a thick tone of sarcasm, for some reason Belle had a rather militant vibe about her that solicited the nickname. Poor guy had thought she was making a harmless jab at the mentality of most young boys, but he soon realized that Belle was a whole different breed of doggie as she haphazardly interjected the patriarchy into the conversation. Jim was already thinking of ways to bow out of this social interaction.


But then, Belle reinvigorated his interest as she finally got around to what he had even bothered to approach her for: the robot. While most people would've zoned out and stared at the wall near her, Jim was thoroughly interested in everything that Belle had to say about her bots. His shared excitement was evident on his face. He studied the robot with great intrigue as Belle rambled on about him, occasionally interjecting a "Dude, sweet" or a "No way, that's wicked" as Belle revealed more and more of Cogsworth's features. He snapped out of his trance when Belle introduced herself. "Uh, sorry I guess. Your robot's just...pretty cool." he admitted before awkwardly shifting his weight to lean on his board. "Name's Jim," he said blandly. Belle wasn't wrong, despite her great physical beauty, Jim was way more hyped about meeting Cogsworth than he was about meeting Belle. He had way more questions related to the robot than the girl, but he figured if he wanted answers he'd have to feign interest in her first. "Looks like we got a few classes together. You majoring in engineering too?" It was a question with an obvious answer and he'd chosen his words carefully to prevent her from going on some sort of feminazi rant, but you never know.


@theglassangel


Naveen


Kickin' It With: Jane


Naveen hummed in a low voice and closed his eyes as Jane spoke. Saving lives sure was tiring. When she decided to head back to her dorm, Naveen waved a hand up dismissively as he began to drift into dreamland. "See you around, Miss Explorer," he said in a drowsy voice. He forgot all about unpacking.


@ShurikenPhoenix

 

[Aero]

Melody


Location: Dorm Room


Hanging out with: Tinkerbell


Melody stayed quiet when Tinkerbell shushed her. She watched as the pretty blonde walks over to her and starts looking at her hair. She rubbed her arm uncomfortablely when she saw Tink give her a weird look. Melody giggled when Tink did a twirl talking about how good she looked. She then sat there as Tink let Melody's hair out of her messy ponytail. Melody nodded as she was mental noting everything Tink says about the fashion life. "Okay, no ponytails on hang out things got it." She mumbled to herself. She played with a strand of her now loose hair like she did when it was in a ponytail. @ShurikenPhoenix

 

[Plutoni]

JACK SKELLINGTON

Location - Randall's Office


Interacting with - Randall



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You could say that Jack was having a bad day. His hair was a mess, he had lost his cute orange moon cactus, he got precious little sleep last night and he hadn't even had any coffee yet. Yeah. 0/10 for Jack. He glared at the wobbling tower of Lovecraft, Tolkien, Wells and Poe that he had haphazardly balanced in his arms as he strode down the corridor in the direction that he dearly hoped would lead to his currently elusive office. His fingers were starting to ache. After trying to unsuccessfully squeeze it in somewhere, he had given up and was carrying an unevenly folded sheet of paper, his class timetable hastily scribbled across in red ink, between his teeth. He actually looked more like a student than a teacher in that particular moment, the kind of disorganised and disorientated early morning failing that you would expect from the ones he taught instead of him.


Finally, out of the corner of his vision, he spotted a door that looked decently familiar as he walked past. He made a smooth U-turn, walking back and promptly kicking the door open with a small 'Ha!' of victory without even checking the name. Yet that victory was short lived. The toe of his Doc Martens promptly caught on the bottom door frame, and that bitch called gravity did the rest.


There was a moment where he was almost suspended midair, eyes opened wide in horror as he felt the weight of his stack begin to slip out of arms; and the next, both him and the books were sprawled over the floor. He spat out his paper before he let his head slump to meet the ground.


"Fuck my life."


The door banged off the wall, swinging back to hit him in the leg. He groaned.


It took him a second for the strong smell of cigarette smoke and coffee to properly register in his mind, and a second longer for the realisation to dawn on him - he didn't smoke.


This was not his office.


He glanced up quickly in trepidation, holding his breath in the hope that it was unoccupied. But, true to his usual luck, his hopes were promptly dashed. He nearly freaked out as he saw the particular purple-haired Maths teacher, but remembering his manners (and dignity), he shut his mouth. A light pink blush steadily rose to his cheeks as he struggled to find something intelligent to say.


"..Good morning?"


@Suzumaki Arakai Yo, hope you don't mind me 'dropping' in here


Chester shall hopefully follow shortly~

 

[Suzumaki Arakai]

Randall Boggs

I guess you could say Randall was lost in thought, debating his life decisions that have come and passed, and the ones that are sure to come as well. He's not what you'd consider...a happy motherfucker. No. Randall is nothing but pure asshole; pure attractive asshole. Buy him a gift, he'll tell you to fuck off. Compliment him, he'll tell you to fuck off. Ask him for his help, he'll tell you to fuck off. Randall has no desire for being on the good side of others, and probably never will. He'd rather stick to being independent and alone, so that when he's old, he can go off on teens for being little shits and calling him a lonely old dick. Ahh, reality is a bitch. Yes, I know, I'm getting way off topic here, but I didn't even plan on being here to begin with. Anyways, Randall was staring up at the ceiling with a lifeless expression, his cigarette still burning in the ashtray, you could almost smell the filter. Everything was well and peaceful. That is, until suddenly the sound of a door being opened echoed through Randall's ear, causing him to furrow his brow, sitting up to stare at a tall, slender man with broad shoulders and red cheeks. "Good...morning?" His tone was a little harsh, and it sounded as though he were asking a question. "Do you need something?" Randall could tell at first glance that this person wasn't a student, and if he was...well...they've got some bold students; entering his office without a knock. Hell, Randall will teach'em how to knock, but they won't like his methods.

@Macbeth

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