RPG Night, Sixth Floor Common Area, Wednesday Evening

[ultron_junior]

There'd been a handwavy email sent to the student body inviting them to games night, but Victor realized as he set out notepads and dice and stacked the manuals neatly by the chair he planned to sit on that he might be in over his head. He'd played tabletop RPGs a couple times, sure, but run a game?

Well. Fandom was all about new experiences, and the Lightning Bug premise seemed like an easy hook. He leaned back to study the manual one more time and waited to see who would show up.

[OOC: Open game!]

Third floor common room [morning]

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

Cade didn't even have classes today, but he'd woken up when he'd rolled over and had been poked by karking electronics on the sweater he most certainly hadn't been wearing when he'd fallen asleep last night.

It had a tree on it. It blinked. It itched. If Cade stretched the wrong way, it played the most out-of-tune version of Jingle Bells ever recorded. And it wouldn't come off.

Cade was strongly considering setting it on fire, even with him inside of it.

He sat down and winced as the sweater started playing music again.

"I hate this island."

[OOC: So very open.]