[who are you and what have you done with char]

[rivalkidneypunch]

[It's the DARNDEST THING. If you've been paying attention to Char (lord only knows why you would want to do that), you might have perhaps noticed that he's been acting kind of strange ever since Green showed up. Oh, he's still stirring up trouble and backsassing his superiors, but there have been these peculiar episodes where he's... actually pretty mellow. Whoa.

He's even been showing up to a few classes here and there. Whoa.

So at some point during the week, you might have run into him doing one of the following things:

1. Dragon!Char's been out on the campus green, practicing that flying thing. He's gotten halfway decent at it -- once he manages to get up in the air, he can cruise along well enough, except for a tendency to list to the right. That membrane he tore earlier's still not perfectly healed, apparently. It's the technical stuff that's harder. Expect a lot of clumsy takeoffs, faceplant!landings, and attempts at turns and swoops that send him doinking off stuff. You might wanna duck -- he's practicing his swoops right about now, and calling them "sloppy" would be a little too generous a term.

2. The dorm common room seems like a nice place to relax, right? And people say that pets are also great at easing stress. Surely that still counts if the pet in question is a six-foot-long maneating death spider, right? Skulltulas are totally cute and cuddly. On the bright side, Rasputin's probably not gonna do a whole lot of maneating: Char's got Rasputin practicing tricks, so expect a lot of rolling over and balancing bits of hot dog on its face instead. Maybe if you ask nice, Rasputin will perform a trick for you. Or give you a piggyback ride. ...Spiderback ride. Whichever.

3. Oddly enough, Char's decided to go to a place where he sincerely doubts he'll run into any of his friends: the library. Firebutt and his... uh... firebutt... have tucked themselves away in a corner in the back. So what's he up to? Cutting class? Napping? Engaging in arson? Nope. He... he appears to have a notebook open. And a textbook. And an expression of complete and utter confusion. If one didn't know better, one might say he's... actually attempting to do homework. But that would be crazy, right?]

((OOC: Yeah. Action logging of great justice. Hooray for indecision! Just... pick a scenario and label it in your tag, and everything's golden.))

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DOOR NUMBER 3

[toyboxarmy.livejournal.com]

Genny was currently looking for a book on his own, but froze when he turned a corner in the library to see his room mate of all people, doing... homework? Homework??

"... N-no way..."

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

Well, damnit. Go figure that the second he actually sat down and tried this crap out, his least-favourite person would happen to show up. Char abruptly closed his book, as if it was somehow shameful to be caught actually living up to academic expectations.

"The hell're you lookin' at?"

[toyboxarmy.livejournal.com]

"You."

Right. That much was obvious. Please elaborate.

"You're working, sir. I never thought I'd see the day, quite honestly."

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

"Got a problem with it? Just 'cause I ain't no teacher's pet don't mean I'm stupid or nothin'," Char snapped. Though his profoundly blank assignment kind of begged to differ.

DOOR NUMBER ONE

[redisaloser.livejournal.com]

Char might have heard a voice yell out at him from below.

"You're getting better!"

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

And as soon as Char heard, he was headed in for a landing. Headed in... more quickly than he ought to be. Whuh-oh. He flared his wings out and pulled back in an attempt to brake, flapping furiously. As always, his timing was just bit too slow.

Well... he only faceplanted a little bit.

[redisaloser.livejournal.com]

Green cringed at the sight of Char slamming his face into the dirt, before walking over and petting his Pokemon on the back, in between his wings.

"Still some kinks, though."

I've chosen THE LARGE I mean #3 [10/07]

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Ah, Thursdays. With Biomech class over, Samus would normally be inclined to run back to the sanctuary of her firehouse now that her residency was no longer on campus. She generally didn't have a want or need to be here any longer than necessary.

However today she had some business with the library. This weekend Samus was going to go on an adventure, and if she had time to prepare for it, she was going to take advantage of that. While she considered the internet and other digital mediums to be a vastly superior form of researching, sometimes books still held their secrets.

So she made it a point to stop by the library briefly. Just to cover her bases. After browsing the aisles for a few minutes, she finally settled on pulling out a large book titled, "Kanto History: The Good, The Bad, The Ugly" and started thumbing through it. Char in the corner there eluded her sight for the moment but for how long...?

Would you like fries with that

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

Char almost didn't notice Biomech, either. He was too busy gnawing his pen into oblivion and staring hopelessly down at what may as well have been a page of ancient cuneiform writing, for all the good it was doing him. Finally, he let out a frustrated sigh and looked up.

Oh, how about that. His favourite teacher. And those oh-so-sharp aerial predator eyes of his had no trouble making out what was printed on the cover of her reading material. ...Wait, was that right? What would someone like her ever want to know about his native region for? Did it have something to do with more Pokemon fighting rings?

"Hey, Biomech. Whatcha readin' about Kanto for?" Char called out. And probably earned himself some glares from librarians and tiny pikmens for being noisy. Oops.

And some chicken nuggets, please.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

"Business related reasons." She answered cryptically and quietly, closing the book with one hand. It was immediately discernible that Char was speaking to her but it took a second or two for her to realize that Char was speaking to her in the library. She looked over to make sure her ears weren't playing tricks on her.

There he was. Working out of... a notepad? And, that was definitely a text book. She half expected to see the former filled with crude drawings and other distractions but it looked like... he was actually trying to do school work? Possibly? Crazy. She did not try to hide her blatant eyeballing of his attempts at homeworking but said nothing to the matter. Not directly, anyway.

"You look comfortable over there." She started browsing the row again.

We're number one! We're number one!

[umbreon-blacky.livejournal.com]

Summer may have been almost over, but there was still enough sunlight to bask in for Blacky to take advantage of. It didn't have the same invigorating effect moonlight did, but it was warm and relaxing and in the colder months she knew she would end up missing it. So she was spending many of her afternoons stretched out on the fields somewhere, napping or watching dragons try to fly.

Trying to fly despite the injury she knew she'd been partially responsible for. Well, he had tried to kill her, but her scars remained hidden under her clothes. His could very well effect him for the rest of his life.

...They could also effect Blacky. Case in point: On Wednesday, October 6, 3:13 PM, one (1) male Charizard very nearly barreled into her. She yelped and rolled out of the way not a second too soon.

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

Said Charizard came stumbling to a halt on the ground a short distance away. Not a bad landing, actually -- any one where he stayed on his feet was considered a great success, with his current amount of finesse.

He turned around, wings half-folded. "Cut it kinda close, there. Didn't hit you, did I?"

[umbreon-blacky.livejournal.com]

"Sorry, you missed. It came rather close, though."

Definitely a step up from being attacked in the halls. Even better than what she'd been expecting, which was a "hey, watch it" or a laugh or something. Certainly not regard for her own well-being. Actually... Wait a second, this didn't fit with what she knew of Char at all! Had he been effected by the exact opposite of what happened in spring? Was he doing drugs?

Or maybe... it was because Green was back. Being reunited with one's trainer was enough to make even the most ornery Pokemon happy. Even Raticate.

"Practicing to give your trainer a ride? I'll bet he was impressed to see you and Bulba evolved."

DOOR NUMBER... THIS POST DOESN'T EXIST

[haswetpokemon.livejournal.com]

WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH THE REAL CHAR

DOOR NUMBER *2*~~

[volttackler.livejournal.com]

Oh, would you look at that. There is a Pikachu scrambling around the common room and exploring every possible nook and cranny in existence. She might also be pawing at electric sockets and chewing on the television wiring. Um, Master Hand might have to replace that. Oops.

Amp also notices that crazy, scary-looking death spider. Except it didn't even seem that scary-looking at all! She approaches it with her tail in the hair, her face right up in its face.

"Chu~" Basically, she said, "Hello!"

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

Gosh. Rasputin knew he got treats for doing tricks, but he never imagined the treats would be this big. He reared up a little, front legs poised... but a sharp nudge from Char's shin and a stern "NO" quickly had him dropping down again.

"We don't go eatin' students, Rasputin. Not unless they're Genny." Char scolded. He then glanced down at Amp. "Jeez... awful brave, aren't ya? Y'know Rasputin eats things your size for breakfast."

[volttackler.livejournal.com]

Amp wasn't even bothered at first. Rasputin exhibiting signs didn't quite come across to her as, 'YOU ARE MY LUNCH, FOOL.' Char knocked that sense into her head that it was exactly what the spider intended, though, but as long as he prevented it from munching on her, it shouldn't be too bad, right?

If it tried, surely she'd be able to get away, anyway, at least after a bit of a shocking experience.

"Pi-ka-chu!" She asserted, hands on her hips as if saying, "You betcha!" She was pretty brave. Maybe a bit reckless, too. She decided to be even more daring and wound up pawing at Rasputin's face. What a curious little... Pokemon? Was it a Pokemon? It looked like a Pokemon.

Two for Two

[rivalsweetscent]

Hey. Hey Char. Your giant spider was walking circles around the couch. What was up with that? That wasn't playing shake for hot dog bits. Maybe it had to do with that bushy flower that was running around the couch too. Hooray for fake puppies!

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

Oh no. UNDERMINING HIS DISCIPLINE.

At least it was sorta-kinda vaguely cute. Char idly watched Bulba and Rasputin frantically orbiting the couch for a bit before he spoke up.

"Havin' fun, kid?"

[rivalsweetscent]

Bulba's head popped up from between the couch and coffee table and he almost seemed surprised to see Char there.

"Huh? Oh. Yeah!"

He couldn't talk long though because WHOOSH there was a giant spider catching up to him so he was off back around the comfy piece of furniture.

She must interact with every fire dragon. To #3~

[notsotoxic.livejournal.com]

Ever since Char had strolled into the library, Vianca had been subtly moving closer to him. While she was always alert to the comings and goings of people through the land of books, she usually did not pay any one specific person a lot of extra attention once they were going about their business.

Exceptions were made for people who were on fire.

So there they were. Vianca was keeping a close eye on that tail, as she was more interested in that than she was the boy it was attached to.

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

To say Char was not academically inclined was an understatement. He was having a hard time concentrating on working those problems out on his own. Add in some creepy little kid slowly getting closer and closer, and you've got one heck of a distraction. Finally, he looked up from his work, giving Vianca a pointed stare in hopes that she would take a hint.

"You need somethin'?"

[notsotoxic.livejournal.com]

Vianca shook her head. "Just observing." She turned away from him for a moment to stare at the books on the closest shelf. Pulling down a thick volume, Vianca took a nearby seat to seemingly read it.

Door #2

[reign-of-power.livejournal.com]

Hey look! Someone else seemed unusually happy this week, and was taking Darkfyre for a walk since she'd been mostly staying up in Gerudo Valley, chillaxing like most gigantic spiders do. It was better than having another brood at the school, right? But with Melissa coming back, Ganondorf felt a little less...angry at the world. Just a little bit. It was enough that it mattered, in any case.

He just watched Char for a few minutes before finally speaking up.

"Hey."

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

Char glanced up, greeting Ganondorf with a hint of a grin. "Hey, Eyebrows. You're lookin' sunny." It didn't take long for his gaze to slide over to Darkfyre, either -- full-grown Skulltulas had a way of being hard to miss. "And y'brought your spider? Been a long time since we've seen her around, eh, Rasputin?"

Rasputin, who had been playing dead up until that point, righted himself and made some gross mandible-clicky noises.