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maskormenacelogs2015-06-13 10:48 am
maskormods) wrote in maskormenacelogs2015-06-13 10:48 am
Entry tags:
- !event log,
- conner kent | superboy,
- harleen quinzel | harley quinn,
- kang | n/a,
- marceline abadeer | the vampire queen,
- n/a | the midnighter,
- roxas | the key of destiny,
- † agent maine | tank,
- † alistair krei | n/a,
- † anya borzakovskaya | n/a,
- † april ludgate | janet snakehole,
- † athos | n/a,
- † aunt cass | n/a,
- † barnaby brooks jr. | n/a,
- † beelzemon | n/a,
- † bela talbot | n/a,
- † benton fraser | n/a,
- † bucky barnes | winter soldier,
- † caesar zeppeli | n/a,
- † chrollo lucilfer | n/a,
- † clark kent | superman,
- † clary fray | shadowhunter,
- † conan edogawa | n/a,
- † crocodile | mr. 0,
- † cu chulainn | lancer,
- † d'artagnan | n/a,
- † danny fenton | danny phantom,
- † demona | dominique destine,
- † dick grayson | nightwing,
- † dipper pines | n/a,
- † dorian pavus | lucerni,
- † elsa brandt | the fabricator,
- † eridan ampora | prince of hope,
- † euphemia li britannia | n/a,
- † galatea | n/a,
- † garfield logan | beast boy,
- † gazelle | n/a,
- † glitch | n/a,
- † harry hart | galahad,
- † hayley marshall-kenner|andréa labonair,
- † heiji hattori | n/a,
- † hisoka the magician | n/a,
- † hub hikari | megaman.exe,
- † illumi zoldyck | gittarackur,
- † jacob taylor | the protector,
- † jennifer keller | n/a,
- † jimmy mcgill | saul goodman,
- † jo harvelle | n/a,
- † john watson | n/a,
- † joseph joestar | n/a,
- † josuke higashikata | crazy diamond,
- † kaidan alenko | sentinel,
- † kaito kuroba | kaitou kid,
- † karen starr | power girl,
- † kay faraday | great thief yatagarasu,
- † kaylee frye | n/a,
- † ken kaneki | one eyed king,
- † killua zoldyck | n/a,
- † kitty jones | n/a,
- † lapis lazuli | n/a,
- † m'gann m'orzz | miss martian,
- † mabel pines | n/a,
- † maria thorpe | n/a,
- † marian hawke | andraste's mabari,
- † matthew lin | abduxel,
- † max briest | sphinx,
- † melkor | n/a,
- † miles edgeworth | n/a,
- † miles morales | spider-man,
- † moses sandor | n/a,
- † motoko kusanagi | the major,
- † nagachika hideyoshi | fleetfoot,
- † normie osborn | n/a,
- † pakunoda | n/a,
- † ray kowalski | n/a,
- † reika aoki | cure beauty,
- † rhys | 10 million dollars,
- † richard castle | n/a,
- † riku | darkeater,
- † riza hawkeye | the hawk's eye,
- † robert callaghan | yokai,
- † roy mustang | the flame alchemist,
- † ryoji mochizuki | n/a,
- † sabriel | abhorsen,
- † sai | n/a,
- † sam winchester | n/a,
- † sarah manning | n/a,
- † sasha blouse | n/a,
- † shiro iori | n/a,
- † sora | destiny’s key,
- † stan pines | n/a,
- † tara markov | terra,
- † the iron bull | the iron dragon,
- † tiffany doggett | n/a,
- † tobias matthews | n/a,
- † toro raymond | n/a,
- † uvogin | n/a,
- † wally west | kid flash,
- † winry rockbell | n/a,
- † yang kangmo | n/a
LET'S GO SURFIN' NOW
WHO: YOU
WHERE: Heropa, Florida.
WHEN: Saturday June 13th, all day.
WHAT: A registration beach party with a bonus murder mystery game!
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be edited.
PARTYING IT UP
As the imPorts flood into the entrance of this month's Swear-In, every imPort will pass by a large table with a welcome sign hung over top of it. Spread out on display are a huge pile of brochures, something that all new imPorts are heavily encouraged to read by the smiling woman manning the booth. From this point onwards, these brochures will be supplied both at Cape Carneval upon arrival, and available at every Swear-In, ready for imPort consumption.
Slap on plenty of sunscreen and put on your swimsuits, imPorts, because it's time for a good old fashioned beach party! While there are several food stations set up, they're all restricted to working with the grill, which means that there are plenty of hot dogs, hamburgers, kebabs, grilled corn and more to go around. It's messy eating, but if you need to clean yourself off, why not go for a little swim? The water's clean and clear, ready for anyone who wishes to while their time away splashing around.
Of course, there are always more competitive people afoot, and many may notice a handy buoy some ways from the shore as an excellent point to use for racing. For imPorts who are interested in a more organized affair, there are several courts set up for a spirited game of beach volleyball, battling against the city's own native population. ImPorts are asked to play fairly -- no powers allowed! Of course, some imPorts may try to sneak in a power or two, but wouldn't be much fun to cheat against people who have no way of retaliating, now would it? For those who enjoy their feats of daring, pits of red-hot coals are set up - and carefully supervised - for anyone who wishes to try their hand at it, though a medical tent isn't too far off. Once everyone's properly overheated from all that exercise, swimming races will be held, a faraway buoy serving as the finish line.
Not too interested in joining in on all of those people sweating and running around? Not to worry! Huge, white tents dot the generous expanse of beach, fully equipped with lounge chairs and tables for people to take their food to. Along the beach itself are several colourful, fluffy beach towels, just waiting for anyone hoping to get a nice tan out of the day.
Once the games start to wrap up and the sun begins to fall, the beach will be transformed into a place not for competition, but for camaraderie. Firepits will be set up, framed with logs used for seating, and all the ingredients for s'mores will be freely provided! Sit around the fire for a spell, make some s'mores, play a little music and tell a few stories before the day slowly draws to a close.
A BEACHSIDE MURDER MYSTERY
As 5 PM strikes, all participants in the murder games will be ushered away from the festivities on the beach into a somber looking tent, cordoned off from everyone else. Inside is a lavish enough spread to make one forget that they're still technically on the same grounds as a beach party. The long, intimidating looking table has a pristine white tablecloth draped over it, and each place at the table is set with expensive looking plates and cutlery, with the silver candelabras in the middle of the table setting the mood.
Each imPort will have been given their role in the whole affair before their arrival, so all that's left to do is take a seat, nibble on the hors d'oeuvres and start getting to know each other... and to hope that they're not the first ones killed. The prizes for winning include an all-expense-paid condo in the winner's Porter city of choice, as well as a brand new hovercar; should both killers win, they will be expected to share this prize. Should the voters win, more cars and up to three more condos will be added to the prize pool to be dispersed/shared evenly among the winners.
WHERE: Heropa, Florida.
WHEN: Saturday June 13th, all day.
WHAT: A registration beach party with a bonus murder mystery game!
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be edited.
PARTYING IT UP
As the imPorts flood into the entrance of this month's Swear-In, every imPort will pass by a large table with a welcome sign hung over top of it. Spread out on display are a huge pile of brochures, something that all new imPorts are heavily encouraged to read by the smiling woman manning the booth. From this point onwards, these brochures will be supplied both at Cape Carneval upon arrival, and available at every Swear-In, ready for imPort consumption.
Slap on plenty of sunscreen and put on your swimsuits, imPorts, because it's time for a good old fashioned beach party! While there are several food stations set up, they're all restricted to working with the grill, which means that there are plenty of hot dogs, hamburgers, kebabs, grilled corn and more to go around. It's messy eating, but if you need to clean yourself off, why not go for a little swim? The water's clean and clear, ready for anyone who wishes to while their time away splashing around.
Of course, there are always more competitive people afoot, and many may notice a handy buoy some ways from the shore as an excellent point to use for racing. For imPorts who are interested in a more organized affair, there are several courts set up for a spirited game of beach volleyball, battling against the city's own native population. ImPorts are asked to play fairly -- no powers allowed! Of course, some imPorts may try to sneak in a power or two, but wouldn't be much fun to cheat against people who have no way of retaliating, now would it? For those who enjoy their feats of daring, pits of red-hot coals are set up - and carefully supervised - for anyone who wishes to try their hand at it, though a medical tent isn't too far off. Once everyone's properly overheated from all that exercise, swimming races will be held, a faraway buoy serving as the finish line.
Not too interested in joining in on all of those people sweating and running around? Not to worry! Huge, white tents dot the generous expanse of beach, fully equipped with lounge chairs and tables for people to take their food to. Along the beach itself are several colourful, fluffy beach towels, just waiting for anyone hoping to get a nice tan out of the day.
Once the games start to wrap up and the sun begins to fall, the beach will be transformed into a place not for competition, but for camaraderie. Firepits will be set up, framed with logs used for seating, and all the ingredients for s'mores will be freely provided! Sit around the fire for a spell, make some s'mores, play a little music and tell a few stories before the day slowly draws to a close.
A BEACHSIDE MURDER MYSTERY
As 5 PM strikes, all participants in the murder games will be ushered away from the festivities on the beach into a somber looking tent, cordoned off from everyone else. Inside is a lavish enough spread to make one forget that they're still technically on the same grounds as a beach party. The long, intimidating looking table has a pristine white tablecloth draped over it, and each place at the table is set with expensive looking plates and cutlery, with the silver candelabras in the middle of the table setting the mood.
Each imPort will have been given their role in the whole affair before their arrival, so all that's left to do is take a seat, nibble on the hors d'oeuvres and start getting to know each other... and to hope that they're not the first ones killed. The prizes for winning include an all-expense-paid condo in the winner's Porter city of choice, as well as a brand new hovercar; should both killers win, they will be expected to share this prize. Should the voters win, more cars and up to three more condos will be added to the prize pool to be dispersed/shared evenly among the winners.
B] The clown makeup pulled me in.
In relation to what?
[Happened to be sitting next to her, he'll offer a reply.]
it has powers
[She has one arms over her eyes as she lays on the sand...but she hears the siren call of alcohol as it is opened. So her other hand comes up, reaching vaguely in the direction of the sound of the bottle without bothering to look to see whom the voice belongs to.
Please share. Or pass along some new ones.]
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[Ah well.]
[He'll hand her the bottle. It's not a beer though, something like a spiked cider? Sweeter the better. He'll grab another one for himself then, opening that after.]
Have you been to hell?
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Someone new. Okay. That's fine.]
Oh my god, if you're Satan's boyfriend or something I am done with this week.
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[A smirk, lifting a brow.]
Well that's not very nice. What if I was? Satan's a beautiful lady.
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[She relaxes back down into the sand a little as he says 'lady.' Clearly, what has happened to this drink is not a huge concern. If this is how she dies and is resurrected by the porter for the first time in the years she has been here, it would honestly just be funny by her standards.]
Not blondie McTalks-Alot. Okay. Maybe your hell comes with a water park and free booze or something.
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Blondie McTalks-Alot? Ah, the man introducing himself as Satan? But aren't there technically many Satans as far as we know now? [A bunch of universes and all that? Makes there a lot of Gods and Santas too.]
Hell could mean that. Though, I don't think it does here. You'll have to just enjoy this beach and that bottle for now.
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[It was a weird version of innocent until proven guilty, but ignored until proved annoying was still a way to live.]
But what would she think. You talking about other devils. Cheater.
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[Purposely.]
[Because he knows he's full of shit.]
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[Because this is her drink now. And when it is gone, she may be expecting more drink. That someone not her gets for her, because that was how life should be.]
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[A surly Satan wife with a drinking probably would rely on him a lot more, it'd make him feel grand and necessary. But you say it like it's nothing, how rude.]
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[Go on. Offer more things. She's waiting. While taking a long sip of her drink and watching him.]
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[Since you're undeserving. He'll lift his free hand and open it, the bottle he gave her tugging from her grip to snap back into his instead.]
How ungrateful. [A sigh, sipping at her bottle now.]
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I spit in that bottle.
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[Indirect kissu~ Thank you~]
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But she will remember this.
And have her revenge.]
You're gross.
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Gross and Satan's boyfriend, we've started a list.
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[Spoiler: April is also gross. And will take that drink right back.]
You're like her...dog groomer?
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[Slow sip of the drink. Without any hints, she's just going to go with the degrading and ridiculous.]
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[A footstool, that's terrible.]
What a boring life that would be, I like excitement. I guess I'll be the one dumping her.
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[That was a devil thing, right? Or was she mixing him/her up with some other random villain that had come through here?]
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[Heee'll take a drink.]
Isn't fire purifying? Maybe I really should be set on fire.
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[It's not murder if they let you, right?]
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[Yeah, definitely. It's fine.]
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