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maskormenacelogs2017-08-15 06:26 pm
dun_moch) wrote in maskormenacelogs2017-08-15 06:26 pm
Entry tags:
- !event log,
- jonathan walsh | snake man,
- † blue oak | n/a,
- † cad bane | n/a,
- † charles xavier | professor x,
- † count dooku | darth tyranus,
- † dio brando | n/a,
- † duo maxwell | shinigami,
- † gemini de mille | gemini,
- † hans gruber | n/a,
- † jacob taylor | the protector,
- † margaret the eevee | n/a,
- † munehisa iwai | n/a,
- † peter maximoff | quicksilver,
- † qymaen jai sheelal | grievous,
- † yusuke kitagawa | fox,
- †: armitage hux | starkiller
There’s something happening here
WHO: imPorts!
WHERE: Maurtia Falls ‘Big Sleep’ hotel, and in the Maurtia Falls Central Park directly across the street
WHEN: Noon to dusk on August 15th, a fine sunny day
WHAT: Registration in motion inside, dissent in motion outside! While the government hosts its Swearing-In and Might Club training event within the hotel, dissatisfied imPorts stage a Swear-Out protest nearby to demonstrate their displeasure! Remember to record your character’s status here
WARNINGS: Non-lethal violence in the Might Club prompt. Note that this event is divided into two top-levels for the two competing gatherings- see here for plotting and further details
Welcome, imPorts new and old! It’s a beautiful summer day in Maurtia Falls, at least by the standards of that frequently dark city, and a great day for having a party. Or two competing parties, in this case.
All of you have been taken to another universe and asked to Register with the government that hosts you. Most are willing to cooperate with this system, but some are unhappy. So while the authorities celebrate the path of heroism and generous benefits inside a gorgeous hotel, some imPorts and their native supporters have gathered in the park across the street to promote a vision of independence and betterment in opposition to the status quo. And of course, the cameras of reporters and fans alike are everywhere, recording almost everything for the world to watch.
Maybe you’re concerned about the signs of division in this super-powerful imPort community and its complicated, tense relationship with the local government. Or maybe you’re just happy to have twice as many opportunities to mingle and scoop up free food. Visit one event, visit the other, or visit both: the choice is yours. And isn’t choice what days like today are all about?
WHERE: Maurtia Falls ‘Big Sleep’ hotel, and in the Maurtia Falls Central Park directly across the street
WHEN: Noon to dusk on August 15th, a fine sunny day
WHAT: Registration in motion inside, dissent in motion outside! While the government hosts its Swearing-In and Might Club training event within the hotel, dissatisfied imPorts stage a Swear-Out protest nearby to demonstrate their displeasure! Remember to record your character’s status here
WARNINGS: Non-lethal violence in the Might Club prompt. Note that this event is divided into two top-levels for the two competing gatherings- see here for plotting and further details
Welcome, imPorts new and old! It’s a beautiful summer day in Maurtia Falls, at least by the standards of that frequently dark city, and a great day for having a party. Or two competing parties, in this case.
All of you have been taken to another universe and asked to Register with the government that hosts you. Most are willing to cooperate with this system, but some are unhappy. So while the authorities celebrate the path of heroism and generous benefits inside a gorgeous hotel, some imPorts and their native supporters have gathered in the park across the street to promote a vision of independence and betterment in opposition to the status quo. And of course, the cameras of reporters and fans alike are everywhere, recording almost everything for the world to watch.
Maybe you’re concerned about the signs of division in this super-powerful imPort community and its complicated, tense relationship with the local government. Or maybe you’re just happy to have twice as many opportunities to mingle and scoop up free food. Visit one event, visit the other, or visit both: the choice is yours. And isn’t choice what days like today are all about?
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[Duo grins, holding a flask out to Adachi in a vaguely sneaky manner- not that Adachi had to know no one else could see him anyway. But hey, he was at least ostensibly a priest, and had the wherewithal to at least act like he shouldn't have alcohol on him.]
[He leans against a table nearby and glances out over the crowd, eyes stopping here and there on figures of interest.] Somewhere you'd rather be, huh?
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Should I say a prayer for it or something?
[ His sarcasm certainly doesn't keep him from reaching for it. ]
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[He gestures it on as Adachi takes it, appearing to be only really half-paying attention to the man next to him.]
If you got roped into being here, I take it you perhaps... don't exactly buy what's being offered?
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Ugh... yes and no. I agree with the message, but...
[ Adachi paused, his eyes sliding toward Dooku's general direction. ]
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[Duo doesn't even have to follow his line of sight, and gives a short chuckle.] But not the paper it's written on, eh?
I can't tell if you're stupid or ballsy to be here.
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Both; it depends on what side of this bullshit you follow.
[ He offered him a lopsided grin. ]
Name's Adachi.
[ This was one way to see who were Constellation members; judge people's reactions when he told them his name, seeing as Dooku spilled about who he was. ]
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[The name, he means, of course. The real question was how was this guy still alive.]
[Luckily, Duo wasn't stupid enough to go into any of those details here, where the bulk of Constellation was sure to be keeping an eye on them both. Even with his excellent stealth powers, he couldn't be sure there wasn't a telepath or empath around to sense his intents. If anything, he could keep the interaction to jeers, make it seem like he was just rubbing Adachi's poor fortunes in his face. And he was, mostly.]
[As far as 'sides'...] I'm going with stupid. Lack of self preservation. Whatever you wanna call it.
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I like to call it dumb luck. Emphasis on the dumb.
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[Talk about hitting the nail on the head.] Heh! Isn't that the truth. [Something Duo knew a thing or two about- not that it never came without its price.] How'd you get stuck with that name, you piss someone upstairs off before you even started?
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I guess I've just made one too many toilet jokes in front of our illustrious leader.
[ Look, it was way too easy, and Count Dookie was still one of his favorite things to call him behind his back. ]
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Ah, you mean Count Dookula over there? [He jerks a thumb back without even looking.] Duckles? Kookoo Dooku?
...Yeah. He seems like a real stick in the mud. [Duo's smile returns to placidity, but there's still a spark of mischief that remains in his eye.] But I guess that stick's up Uranus now.
[Saying this shit with a straight face is talent, Adachi.]
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Not bad, though I still prefer the classic Count Dookie.
[ He shoved his hands in his pockets, that smile of his turning a little smug. ]
You really would think I'd learn after the first time he mind strangled me, hunh?
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Oldies are goodies. [He comments with a shrug of his own, but his expression falters for a moment as the implication of the punishment sinks in slowly.]
[Mind strangle, huh.] ...That's an interesting one, alright. [Dooku's powers- could he be something of a...] With his mind... so-- telekinetic?
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[ He shrugged casually. ]
Either way, it doesn't take much to figure out he's not one of the good guys.
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[Well, Duo shrugs to himself.] That's the face we have. [Duo looks back out into the crowd, giving a good long scan to the figured that had gathered there. It took all types.] It's too bad how many will dismiss the thought behind all of this as needless rabble-rousing.
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[ He followed his gaze, frowning to himself. ]
You're not wrong... I'm not sure what this is all supposed to accomplish other than to isolate us further.
[ He paused, before sighing. ]
...not that I'm thrilled about being monitored all the time. Or being forced to do something.
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Even though his best friends are pseudo-Newtypes.][After looking out into the crowd for a moment, Duo quietly snorts.] Grandstanding. [He smiles without humor.] Inflammation is good for rebellion.
[Good for rebellion, perhaps, but not so much for peace. One did not necessarily lead into the other. Not truly.]
[He catches himself. He has to be careful about how much more he says around here. He turns quickly, suddenly, to shoot Adachi a wicked smirk.] Dooku is a smart guy. Cause a scene that will show the government actively working to oppress our voices. This event will be a success for us, don't you think?
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...it depends. There are a lot of ways everything can go wrong.
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[Still, for what was being aimed at with this event...] That's just what we're aiming for. Whether it's a mess one way or the other, it'll cause destabilization. [Duo gives Adachi's shoulder a hearty slap, smirk still curled with a flash of teeth.] 'course, I'll be gone before that mess goes down. I'm not the kind of guy to stick around for a massacre. Just sit back and enjoy the show!
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I'm not exactly in the business of watching massacres happen. Not anymore, anyway.
sad news everyone: FT!Duo is 45.
[A hard but exasperated grin.] Sounds like a fun story.
[Well, wouldn't be the first time someone caught on to his crazy, wouldn't be the last. If he was going to let it peek out anywhere, it'd be amongst a collection of batshit rabblerousers he's trying to lead off his trail, though.]
[This guy, though... His punishment probably had only turned him further against the group, and likely, he wasn't loyal. Duo thinks he could use this, when he's more certain that he's at a point where he can safely doubledeal the Constellation. No, not here, of course, in the thick of them; but eventually.]
[He'll keep it in mind.] So you'll try to stop them?
Dammit, Duo, you weren't allowed to get old.
...if I'm wrong about Dooku-- [ Unlikely, but... ] --then I'll support this thing with all I've got. If I'm not, then I'll make sure he knows first hand that he can't stop me. It's that simple.
even prettyboys gotta become geezers sometime
[Well, even if he was an idiot, he had balls. Duo could give him that.]
[He holds a hand up after a second.] ...Then again, I owe you one for the hints you've given me.
Rude.
I've survived worse.
[ Look, nothing Dooku threw at him could be worse than nearly getting turned into an Adachikabob by a pissed off fire god. Literally nothing. ]
Don't worry about it. I figured out a long time ago I wasn't the only idiot keeping a close eye on what these guys were doing.
he is very rude
Survivors do pretty well in these places, but people who can keep their cards close do too. 'Good luck', I guess.
[He turns, no longer facing Adachi directly anymore, but the curl of his mouth retain its humor, even with a slide in the jaw of irritation.] Better this way. [Divided, is what he means. A fractured resistance meant it was more difficult to connect them all together, and difficult to eliminate, even if it meant cooperation suffered. This was a different kind of beast from a military, the enemy the Constellation itself sought to oppose.]
The rudest
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