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maskormenacelogs2015-09-13 05:44 pm
maskormods) wrote in maskormenacelogs2015-09-13 05:44 pm
Entry tags:
- !event log,
- adam parrish | n/a,
- erik lehnsherr | magneto,
- hiro hamada | n/a,
- jaime reyes | blue beetle,
- marceline abadeer | the vampire queen,
- n/a | the midnighter,
- noah czerny | n/a,
- † agent maine | tank,
- † agent texas | n/a,
- † agent washington | recovery one,
- † ana ramir | taranto,
- † andrew warner | n/a,
- † april ludgate | janet snakehole,
- † aunt cass | n/a,
- † billy kaplan | wiccan,
- † blue sargent | n/a,
- † bucky barnes | winter soldier,
- † clark kent | superman,
- † clary fray | shadowhunter,
- † d'artagnan | n/a,
- † dipper pines | n/a,
- † dorian gray | n/a,
- † edward nygma | the riddler,
- † elsa brandt | the fabricator,
- † eobard thawne | reverse flash,
- † flame princess | n/a,
- † fly | n/a,
- † gazelle | n/a,
- † glitch | n/a,
- † hal jordan | green lantern,
- † hank schrader | n/a,
- † hartley rathaway | the pied piper,
- † hazel lockwood | n/a,
- † isaac clarke | n/a,
- † isaac gates | felix,
- † james jesse | the trickster,
- † jesse pinkman | diesel,
- † jinseok jin | n/a,
- † josuke higashikata | crazy diamond,
- † kaneda shotaro | n/a,
- † karen starr | power girl,
- † ken kaneki | one eyed king,
- † kitty jones | n/a,
- † krieg | the psycho,
- † kristoff bjorgman | n/a,
- † lapis lazuli | n/a,
- † lucy pevensie | the valiant,
- † luke castellan | n/a,
- † mabel pines | n/a,
- † magicman | n/a,
- † mathieu carver | shadow,
- † mewtwo | n/a,
- † norman osborn | the green goblin,
- † normie osborn | n/a,
- † owen burnett (puck) | n/a,
- † pacifica northwest | n/a,
- † qubit | n/a,
- † reggie mantle | n/a,
- † richard gansey | raven king,
- † riku | darkeater,
- † roy mustang | the flame alchemist,
- † sabriel | abhorsen,
- † sam ortez | locus,
- † sasha blouse | n/a,
- † sera | your mum's tits,
- † thane krios | the assassin,
- † the iron bull | the iron dragon,
- † thomas | n/a,
- † tobias matthews | n/a,
- † tony stark | iron man,
- † tooru mutsuki | eyepatch,
- † touka kirishima | rabbit,
- † traci thirteen | n/a,
- † wally west | kid flash,
- † winry rockbell | n/a
Keep us from saying anything
WHO: ImPorts!
WHERE: Heropa, Florida.
WHEN: September 13th, from 6 PM until 11 PM.
WHAT: Registration in motion... among other things.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be edited.
An autumnal festival might seem somewhat out of place in sweltering Florida heat, however those in attendance and have helped arrange the set-up of this Swear-In are getting into the swing of things. The atmosphere isn't overtly ecstatic or loud as previous Swear-Ins have been, and those paying close attention can get an underlying sense of tension coming from the Federal agents making their rounds as this event's security. Unlike the previous ceremonies -- and for such a smaller event -- there are more agents than what might be considered the norm.
There are a number of festivities to partake in, though; booths have been set up to host activities ranging from pig lifting (lift a boar over your head and you win it!), guessing how many eggs are in a large crate, wood chopping, pumpkin pie eating contests, horse shoe throwing and quite a few more... with a mysterious fascination with all things Pumpkin Spice. Other activities include "Spot the Communist", a small maze with cardboard cutouts of people where participants need to guess which one is the Communist and who's a patriotic American citizen. There are some pamphlets that can be found around the other booths entitled "COMMUNISM: What is it? And how can we stop it?" which could provide some hints on which cardboard cutouts are a dreadful Russian spy in disguise. (Hint: the girl with the molecular biology textbook is quite suspicious.)
The number of media representatives is a small group this time, their main focus on a specific booth with a platform and microphone. Every few minutes a local from the town steps forward, speaking into the microphone about their concerns about the ever present Red threat. Behind them a large poster is erected, practically looming over them foreboding as they talk openly about the possibility of nuclear disaster, losing their children, the American dream and everything else this country has ever provided for them. At one point, an angry local rushes the stage, snatching the microphone and gesturing to the imPorts among them in a furious motion.
"What we need is for imPorts to do their jobs! They have been so busy fighting with each other and causing trouble they've forgotten about us! I'll be damned before I see this country fall to stinkin' Commies because of these spoiled folk!"
There are, however, posters around representing imPorts fighting against the Red Threat surrounding the stage. They're different enough from the imPorts to lend the artists credible deniability, but included on the posters are the Green Glow, pictured without his symbol, ring, or mask (they've got the nose all wrong!), the Steel Saviour in red, white and blue, the Sherrif who has a bewildering goatee, Roaring Leopard in yellow and black, and something labeled merely as Armour Guy, inspired by a new spat of newcomers but with patches all over the armour in every shade they seemed to be able to think of.
Also available by the stage is a small podium with a government worker heading it, a sign above proclaiming: "DO YOU, IMPORT, WISH TO SPEAK OUT AGAINST THE RED THREAT? SIGN UP HERE! Once imPorts edge closer, they'll learn that they're seeking out anti-communist spokespeople to be featured in commercials, art, and more! In order to commemorate this, they will name a major highway after the imPort chosen. Sign up here!
Last, but not least, the government will have booths available for signing up for ASSIGNMENTS, though it's not necessary for imPorts to be present at the Swear-In to sign up later. Should they choose to sign up to provide local aid, they will receive a short debriefing, but those who sign up for occupation will get a small, sealed file to look at later... how curious!
( Please state your character's official status -- REGISTERED or UNSETTLED -- in the subject header of your thread. )
WHERE: Heropa, Florida.
WHEN: September 13th, from 6 PM until 11 PM.
WHAT: Registration in motion... among other things.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be edited.
" The new frontier of which I speak is not a set of promises -- it is a set of challenges. It sums up not what I intend to offer the American people, but what I intend to ask of them. It appeals to their pride, not to their pocketbook -- it holds out the promise of more sacrifice instead of more security. But I tell you the new frontier is here, whether we seek it or not. "
( from jfk's speech "the new frontier," 7/15/1960. )
An autumnal festival might seem somewhat out of place in sweltering Florida heat, however those in attendance and have helped arrange the set-up of this Swear-In are getting into the swing of things. The atmosphere isn't overtly ecstatic or loud as previous Swear-Ins have been, and those paying close attention can get an underlying sense of tension coming from the Federal agents making their rounds as this event's security. Unlike the previous ceremonies -- and for such a smaller event -- there are more agents than what might be considered the norm.
There are a number of festivities to partake in, though; booths have been set up to host activities ranging from pig lifting (lift a boar over your head and you win it!), guessing how many eggs are in a large crate, wood chopping, pumpkin pie eating contests, horse shoe throwing and quite a few more... with a mysterious fascination with all things Pumpkin Spice. Other activities include "Spot the Communist", a small maze with cardboard cutouts of people where participants need to guess which one is the Communist and who's a patriotic American citizen. There are some pamphlets that can be found around the other booths entitled "COMMUNISM: What is it? And how can we stop it?" which could provide some hints on which cardboard cutouts are a dreadful Russian spy in disguise. (Hint: the girl with the molecular biology textbook is quite suspicious.)
The number of media representatives is a small group this time, their main focus on a specific booth with a platform and microphone. Every few minutes a local from the town steps forward, speaking into the microphone about their concerns about the ever present Red threat. Behind them a large poster is erected, practically looming over them foreboding as they talk openly about the possibility of nuclear disaster, losing their children, the American dream and everything else this country has ever provided for them. At one point, an angry local rushes the stage, snatching the microphone and gesturing to the imPorts among them in a furious motion.
"What we need is for imPorts to do their jobs! They have been so busy fighting with each other and causing trouble they've forgotten about us! I'll be damned before I see this country fall to stinkin' Commies because of these spoiled folk!"
There are, however, posters around representing imPorts fighting against the Red Threat surrounding the stage. They're different enough from the imPorts to lend the artists credible deniability, but included on the posters are the Green Glow, pictured without his symbol, ring, or mask (they've got the nose all wrong!), the Steel Saviour in red, white and blue, the Sherrif who has a bewildering goatee, Roaring Leopard in yellow and black, and something labeled merely as Armour Guy, inspired by a new spat of newcomers but with patches all over the armour in every shade they seemed to be able to think of.
Also available by the stage is a small podium with a government worker heading it, a sign above proclaiming: "DO YOU, IMPORT, WISH TO SPEAK OUT AGAINST THE RED THREAT? SIGN UP HERE! Once imPorts edge closer, they'll learn that they're seeking out anti-communist spokespeople to be featured in commercials, art, and more! In order to commemorate this, they will name a major highway after the imPort chosen. Sign up here!
Last, but not least, the government will have booths available for signing up for ASSIGNMENTS, though it's not necessary for imPorts to be present at the Swear-In to sign up later. Should they choose to sign up to provide local aid, they will receive a short debriefing, but those who sign up for occupation will get a small, sealed file to look at later... how curious!
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[ Peej teases from several feet in the air above Hal's head before she descends, joining his side to examine the posters. When she sees "Steel Saviour" depicted on one of these posters, that gets a hearty laugh from her. ]
Stark's gotta love this one.
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I don't look like that at all! [He crosses his arms and huffs.] This Stark guy is probably going to be as offended as me. It looks like General Glory barfed that up.
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[ She does hope nobody is falling for them. Sorry, but these posters are absolutely ridiculous. ]
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[Sorry Hal, but you brought this on yourself.]
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Wow, he had a whole list of people to piss off and he checked off every single one of 'em, didn't he?
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[He's going to assume they also found out about the not actually the right Batman thing.]
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[ She gestures to the stalls ahead, her eyes scanning quickly to pinpoint which table is providing the food she can smell from all the way over here. ]
This whole thing is a mess.
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Um...
[His wallet died during Crisis on Infinite Earth's and his AU wallet doesn't realise they're his wallet..]
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[ Seriously, Hal? She removes her glove for a moment. ]
Here's hoping they take wrist scan.
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But you're a real life saver, I'll pay you back I swear.
[No, he won't.]
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How the hell are you broke?
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[This is the official excuse this time, but undoubtedly there would have been some other reason if it hadn't occurred.
He drags a hand down his face.]
I'm gonna punch Clark again for making me donate that money.
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[ She was far away from that mess, but it sounded... well, nasty, from the responses on the network. ]
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... ergh. I think I'm going to lose my appetite, actually.
Why the hell did he do that?
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I've got no idea, maybe he was drunk or something.
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[ Luckily, she's got a stomach of steel and can push the unsanitary thought to the furthest corner of her mind for now. She walks straight up to the booth serving pies, the volunteers gaping slightly at being approached by a superheroine before asking what she and her friend would like. ]
Two slices, thanks.