fandomhighdorms | Lawn Outside the Dorms [Sunday Afternoon]

Chuck was not a fighter, by any stretch of the imagination, and usually spent these invasions safely holed up indoors if at all possible, leaving the heroics to the people who liked swords, or could punch someone out without even trying. It was better that way.

This invasion however? He was in his element. Of course he was. It only took one restart at the dorms lobby yesterday to figure out the lay of the rules and since then he hadn't had much trouble hording coins, dodging turtle shells and jumping on toothy mushrooms.

He wasn't venturing far from the dorms, simply because he didn't need to to play at this. He'd set his sights on clearing the lawn outside the dorms entrance. Waging war on the creatures that dared to come near him here was good enough for him.

... And maybe he liked the option of running back indoors when spiky balls or turtle shells flew at his head.

Still. He was helping!

[[Open, should anyone else who can still leave the dorms want to join his ground defense.]]

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"Much nicer than fighting zombies or giant spiders," said Lion-o, trying to hold the shield up as long as possible. "Less messy, too. And at least no one's getting killed, just sent back to the dorms. Still doesn't excuse them for kidnapping children."

Chuck moved fairly swiftly out the way and away from the Spiny.

"There were giant spiders?" If so, he was glad he missed that... Okay, yes, he was a massive girl when it came to certain things. This was not news.

"Years ago, back during my first summer in the cabins," said Lion-o. "I was a little bit smaller then, so maybe the spiders just looked bigger in comparison. I remember rescuing my cabin-mates from the spiders."

He looked around for anything that could be used against ol' Spiny as the shield finally faded away.

Chuck made a run off towards the nearest turtle creature to go pounce on it. They needed a weapon, right? It was weird how quickly he'd got used to using the remains of things he'd stomped on to kill other things.

"I don't think I'd be able to sleep so well after that," he shared, gingerly picking up the shell.

"It wasn't so bad," said Lion-o, cracking a smile as he stepped aside. "Of course, I still had my snarf with me back then so I got an early warning if one came at me while I slept."

Chuck only hesitated a moment before he tossed the shell at the spiky thing and watched it ping happily away.

"... Your what?"

"Picture a cross between a cat, a dog, and a babysitter," said Lion-o, nodding with approval as Spiny was taken out. "Thank goodness he decided to go back home. He would have freaked out over this."

Huh. Well, all things considered, a cat-dog-babysitter was not the weirdest thing about this island. He was talking to a guy who all but had a mane.

"Over this?" This was pretty mild, in comparison to some issues they dealt with. "Really? So how'd the spider thing go down with him?"

"He completely freaked out. There was an awful lot of screaming," said Lion-o. "Looking back, I'm amazed that he stayed with me in Fandom for as long as he did. Of course, he's always been protective of me, so he probably was worried about me getting into trouble without him around. Sorta like today," he added, eying a flying turtle and trying to decide how to bring it down.

"But you've got the whole--" There were some sword waving gestures inserted here. "Which is very awesome, by the way."

It just seemed like he was fairly capable of looking after himself.

"I grew up really quickly and I don't think anyone at home really understands that," said Lion-o. "They probably think of me as the same scrawny little kid I was before... before I came here."

No need to bring up exploding planets, especially when there was a flying Koopa coming right at him.

Lawn Outside the Dorms [Sunday Afternoon]

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