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mask or menace mods ([personal profile] maskormods) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2015-09-13 05:44 pm
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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.

" 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!

( Please state your character's official status -- REGISTERED or UNSETTLED -- in the subject header of your thread. )
superposition: ((walk between worlds))

hi im totally on time

[personal profile] superposition 2015-09-28 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[At least with this being an outdoor event, there's probably only a few toilets to worry about. Unfortunately some of them might be port-a-johns.

Qubit has other concerns, though. He spots Billy a ways off and stops to squint at him - he looks familiar. Where has he seen that kid before? It must have been a while ago, but...

Then it hits him. Last month's swear-in. He'd had a chance to review the footage since, so he was 100% certain he hadn't hallucinated it - that's the kid he nearly decapitated. (Or at least he thinks it is.) And that being the case, Qubit owes him a hell of an apology. So he approaches, hands in his pockets.]

Edited 2015-09-28 15:13 (UTC)
inmyothertights: (Billy - demiurge)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2015-09-28 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Billy, meanwhile, has never seen this guy before, so he is wary for a moment, just because lately his greatest claim to fame was animating the entirety of the Eastern Seaboard's toilets. But he doesn't seem anxious or angry when he replies cautiously.]


[That's smooth. Real smooth. Like peanut butter.]
superposition: (All men have secrets)

[personal profile] superposition 2015-10-05 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[He pauses for a moment, looking conflicted. Billy doesn't seem upset, but there's really no good way to confirm if he recognizes him. ("Hey, remember me? I'm that guy who almost murdered you. How you doing?") But really, why wouldn't he remember something like that?]

... Look, I ... I want to apologize for what happened last month. I know I wasn't in my right mind at the time, but that's no excuse for what I did to you. Or almost did. [Same difference, really.]
inmyothertights: (Billy - abuh?)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2015-10-05 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Billy just stares at him, blankly. He's searching his memory, but no, he's never seen this guy before.]


I think you maybe have mistaken me for someone else?
superposition: (And yet you start to recoil)

[personal profile] superposition 2015-11-06 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
... What? No, I checked the footage - you were shapeshifted for part of it, but I'm sure it was you ...

[... or someone imitating you, it occurs to him half a second later.]
inmyothertights: (Billy - cut up and sad)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2015-11-06 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Dude, I don't shapeshift, I-

[Then his words catch up with his brain.]


Oh, no, nevermind.


It wasn't me, but it's okay. Nothing happened.