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Entry tags:
- !event log,
- fuu hououji | zephyr,
- jaime reyes | blue beetle,
- kang | n/a,
- n/a | the midnighter,
- roxas | the key of destiny,
- † agent texas | n/a,
- † alison hendrix | n/a,
- † april ludgate | janet snakehole,
- † atomic robo | n/a,
- † bela talbot | n/a,
- † benton fraser | n/a,
- † charles xavier | professor x,
- † cindy moon | silk,
- † cisco ramon | vibe,
- † cosima niehaus | n/a,
- † count dooku | darth tyranus,
- † d'artagnan | n/a,
- † daisy johnson | quake,
- † dipper pines | n/a,
- † eddie thawne | n/a,
- † ellie langford | n/a,
- † elsa brandt | the fabricator,
- † felix dawkins | n/a,
- † fly | n/a,
- † ford pines | n/a,
- † francis urquhart | n/a,
- † frederick chilton | chief of staff!!,
- † gaby teller | chop shop,
- † george o'malley | n/a,
- † grey | n/a,
- † hal jordan | green lantern,
- † hermann gottlieb | n/a,
- † jacob taylor | the protector,
- † jesse pinkman | diesel,
- † jimmy mcgill | saul goodman,
- † john watson | n/a,
- † julian day | calendar man,
- † kaneda shotaro | n/a,
- † kasumi goto | n/a,
- † ken kaneki | one eyed king,
- † komasan | the youkai king,
- † kotetsu t. kaburagi | wild tiger,
- † kururu sumeragi | pledge queen,
- † l'arachel | n/a,
- † leon camillia | n/a,
- † lucy pevensie | the valiant,
- † mabel pines | n/a,
- † magicman | n/a,
- † maria thorpe | n/a,
- † maya fey | the pink princess,
- † miles edgeworth | n/a,
- † naruto uzumaki | n/a,
- † newton geiszler | n/a,
- † nicolas demidov | seeking snow,
- † normie osborn | n/a,
- † pacifica northwest | n/a,
- † perry the platypus | agent p,
- † peter quill | star-lord,
- † raina | n/a,
- † ray kowalski | n/a,
- † revan | n/a,
- † richard gansey | raven king,
- † rick grimes | n/a,
- † riku | darkeater,
- † riza hawkeye | the hawk's eye,
- † sabriel | abhorsen,
- † sadie doyle | n/a,
- † sai | n/a,
- † saint walker | n/a,
- † sarah manning | n/a,
- † sora | destiny’s key,
- † stan pines | n/a,
- † the (twelfth) doctor | n/a,
- † yayoi nakayama | roaring queen,
- † yuri petrov | lunatic
I'M A ROCKET MAN, ROCKET MAN
WHO: imPorts!
WHERE: Washington, DC - Arlington, VA
WHEN: January 15-16.
WHAT: ImPorts get a little taste of space training before being ushered off into an underground bunker in the wake of irregular weather patterns.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be edited.
Welcome to Washington DC, imPorts! This month's Swear-In is, for once, restricted to imPorts only; except for the government employees and security that are on-call at every event, only imPorts are allowed inside. If any unusual looking imPort tires of the stares and rude, if well-meaning, questions prevalent at the public Swear-Ins, then this event will be a welcome reprieve for them. Shuttles are provided to transport the imPorts to their destination, and a short car ride later, they wheel up to a tall, futuristic building and are quickly ushered through the chrome sliding doors and into a vast hall.
Here, they're greeted by the regular wide array of food to feast upon - though in this case, it seems relegated to a catered buffet of cold cuts, sandwiches, sushi, and other hors d'oeuvres that keep fairly well - but more importantly, they're faced with a series of doors leading into other rooms. Once everyone has been gathered in the main hall, they are informed by NASA's Dr. Destiny Sagan that in this Swear-In, they have something a little different in mind. She smiles warmly at the imPorts as she gives them a debriefing on what they will be allowed to see and discover, and expresses her wishes that in the future, some of the imPorts will feel inspired to join them as they continue their attempts to reach the next frontier. The imPorts have been invited to check out America's state-of-the-art space training facilities, and underneath proper supervision, have been given free reign to explore and see how America has been training the country's future astronauts. While researchers have undergone troubles in fashioning the shuttle itself, imPorts will find that the training available is surprisingly modern.
The anti-gravity exercise is straightforward, but it may be complicated to get the hang of; imPorts, outfitted in their appropriate astronaut gear, are allowed in groups of 5 into rooms that replicate the anti-gravity experience. From there they are given specific tasks to perform under the low-gravity conditions, such as problem-solving potential issues or crises that could occur during a mission, and basic physical tests that include games and an obstacle course. Participation in at least one task-simulation and one fitness endeavor is mandatory for consideration in future off-Earth missions.
The sample shuttle simulation is less physically involved, though not precisely less complicated; like one would expect, it is a simulated VR experience that takes an imPort through what it really looks, sounds, and feels like to operate a shuttle. They will be seated in groups of three in small auditoriums, the screens displaying an approximate view of either wide space or Mars, depending on which stage of the simulation imPorts are partaking.
Far more relaxed is the neutral buoyancy pool. Because it is far, far larger than the anti-gravity chamber, imPorts are free to get a small taste of what it would actually be like to perform maintenance on NASA's bigger pieces of machinery in an anti-gravity situation. ImPorts are fitted in space suits and scuba gear alike, and because the machinery provided are all plastic replicas, the supervisors are much more lenient on any tomfoolery that the imPorts may get up to here.
In one room, for entertainment purposes alone, imPorts can sample the variety of preserved foods that will be sent up to space with the astronauts. Between the freeze dried ice cream, sealed packages of powdered hot cocoa, 'hamburgers' and 'macaroni and cheese' (just add hot water!), they will find that the life of an astronaut isn't necessarily the most savoury one in the world.
In the middle of all this training, however, there's an announcement over the loudspeaker:
Once everyone's gathered together, they will be informed that there are erratic weather patterns occurring throughout America, from a sudden snowstorm in New Orleans, LA, a drastic jump in temperature in Minneapolis, MN and alarming winds throughout New England. Nobody in any of these locations are in any danger, but because their irregularity, imPorts are heavily encouraged to accept relocation to a bunker in Arlington, VA. While they will not force any unwilling imPort to acquiesce to this request, they will be reminded several times that they are only being told to do so for their own safety.
The bunker itself is a relatively bare place, located in a discrete location underground. ImPorts who received visions in July may recognize some of the features of this bunker from one they may have visited in the past. Unlike the previous bunkers, however, imPorts will have sleeping bags instead of beds, and the TVs and radio provided are free for use whenever the imPorts choose, though the government workers have a bias towards news channels that are covering the weather irregularities -- the government workers have families and friends to worry about as well, after all.
At 10 AM the next morning, as the irregular weather patterns abate, imPorts will be released and given free transportation back to their city of residence. All news channels will report on this spat of strange weather as a freak occurrence, and none of the scientists consulted will have an adequate explanation for it.
Oh, well. It's none of the imPorts' concerns anyway, is it?
WHERE: Washington, DC - Arlington, VA
WHEN: January 15-16.
WHAT: ImPorts get a little taste of space training before being ushered off into an underground bunker in the wake of irregular weather patterns.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be edited.
Welcome to Washington DC, imPorts! This month's Swear-In is, for once, restricted to imPorts only; except for the government employees and security that are on-call at every event, only imPorts are allowed inside. If any unusual looking imPort tires of the stares and rude, if well-meaning, questions prevalent at the public Swear-Ins, then this event will be a welcome reprieve for them. Shuttles are provided to transport the imPorts to their destination, and a short car ride later, they wheel up to a tall, futuristic building and are quickly ushered through the chrome sliding doors and into a vast hall.
Here, they're greeted by the regular wide array of food to feast upon - though in this case, it seems relegated to a catered buffet of cold cuts, sandwiches, sushi, and other hors d'oeuvres that keep fairly well - but more importantly, they're faced with a series of doors leading into other rooms. Once everyone has been gathered in the main hall, they are informed by NASA's Dr. Destiny Sagan that in this Swear-In, they have something a little different in mind. She smiles warmly at the imPorts as she gives them a debriefing on what they will be allowed to see and discover, and expresses her wishes that in the future, some of the imPorts will feel inspired to join them as they continue their attempts to reach the next frontier. The imPorts have been invited to check out America's state-of-the-art space training facilities, and underneath proper supervision, have been given free reign to explore and see how America has been training the country's future astronauts. While researchers have undergone troubles in fashioning the shuttle itself, imPorts will find that the training available is surprisingly modern.
The anti-gravity exercise is straightforward, but it may be complicated to get the hang of; imPorts, outfitted in their appropriate astronaut gear, are allowed in groups of 5 into rooms that replicate the anti-gravity experience. From there they are given specific tasks to perform under the low-gravity conditions, such as problem-solving potential issues or crises that could occur during a mission, and basic physical tests that include games and an obstacle course. Participation in at least one task-simulation and one fitness endeavor is mandatory for consideration in future off-Earth missions.
The sample shuttle simulation is less physically involved, though not precisely less complicated; like one would expect, it is a simulated VR experience that takes an imPort through what it really looks, sounds, and feels like to operate a shuttle. They will be seated in groups of three in small auditoriums, the screens displaying an approximate view of either wide space or Mars, depending on which stage of the simulation imPorts are partaking.
Far more relaxed is the neutral buoyancy pool. Because it is far, far larger than the anti-gravity chamber, imPorts are free to get a small taste of what it would actually be like to perform maintenance on NASA's bigger pieces of machinery in an anti-gravity situation. ImPorts are fitted in space suits and scuba gear alike, and because the machinery provided are all plastic replicas, the supervisors are much more lenient on any tomfoolery that the imPorts may get up to here.
In one room, for entertainment purposes alone, imPorts can sample the variety of preserved foods that will be sent up to space with the astronauts. Between the freeze dried ice cream, sealed packages of powdered hot cocoa, 'hamburgers' and 'macaroni and cheese' (just add hot water!), they will find that the life of an astronaut isn't necessarily the most savoury one in the world.
In the middle of all this training, however, there's an announcement over the loudspeaker:
ALL IMPORTS, CONVENE TO THE LOBBY.
Once everyone's gathered together, they will be informed that there are erratic weather patterns occurring throughout America, from a sudden snowstorm in New Orleans, LA, a drastic jump in temperature in Minneapolis, MN and alarming winds throughout New England. Nobody in any of these locations are in any danger, but because their irregularity, imPorts are heavily encouraged to accept relocation to a bunker in Arlington, VA. While they will not force any unwilling imPort to acquiesce to this request, they will be reminded several times that they are only being told to do so for their own safety.
The bunker itself is a relatively bare place, located in a discrete location underground. ImPorts who received visions in July may recognize some of the features of this bunker from one they may have visited in the past. Unlike the previous bunkers, however, imPorts will have sleeping bags instead of beds, and the TVs and radio provided are free for use whenever the imPorts choose, though the government workers have a bias towards news channels that are covering the weather irregularities -- the government workers have families and friends to worry about as well, after all.
At 10 AM the next morning, as the irregular weather patterns abate, imPorts will be released and given free transportation back to their city of residence. All news channels will report on this spat of strange weather as a freak occurrence, and none of the scientists consulted will have an adequate explanation for it.
Oh, well. It's none of the imPorts' concerns anyway, is it?
a!
Hey, careful not to eat so fast--you're gonna get a stomachache.
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Oi, oi, I've eaten way more than this before!
[Kaneda is shutting the lid on one of the Tupperware containers he'd brought along, hearing the last of the air escape as he snaps it closed when he hears that voice, looking around for the source of it.
That's strange, he could've sworn he just heard--
Wait. It couldn't be that giant walking mech, could it? Kaneda's eyes widen as the chopsticks he was holding at that point in time drop, clattering on the plate in front of him. Was that a robot? No..the walk is too goofy.
It's got to be a suit.]
Whoa...
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[...He sure. Is being stared at. There's a beat, and then strikes a suitably "dramatic" pose, any effect of which is entirely ruined by the dorky thumbs up he's giving Kaneda right now.]
Pretty cool, huh?
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...
That is, until he gives the thumbs up, looking like an ACTUAL DORK. Enough for...Kaneda to burst into a fit of laughter, having to lean against the table with one hand to keep himself up.]
You were until that!!!
It makes you look like a mascot!
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Oi, oi, come on! Thumbs-ups are timeless!!
[timelessly dorky]
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Ahahahaha!!
[Oh god, Kotetsu's attempted recovery from it is even better, the smile plastered across Kaneda's face.]
Doesn't make them cool!
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It's totally cool! You kids just don't appreciate the classics!!
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He gets a few more laughs out of that, arm holding his sides to hold back a hiccup that escapes, which only causes the laughter to prolong itself.]
Oi...you want me to pace myself? Then help me pack this stuff up!
[As he feebly holds out one of the tupperware containers to him. What do you say, iron dad?]
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[He scratches at where his cheek would be as Kaneda holds out the tupperware, as if legitimately considering it.]
...Other people might want some too, though, y'know?
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But he stops in picking up a piece, debating on if he wants to pack it up or shove it down his mouth. The other hand wiggling the Tupperware insistently at him.]
I know. It's for my friend back home.
[There's a smile. And maybe a little for himself, too. But who needs to know that?]
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...And then he takes that tupperware container, and starts putting a few of the rolls inside.]
Alright. But only if we leave some when we're done. Is your friend not feelin' well or something?
[Or maybe they just don't want to go to something that could endanger their life....Kotetsu would understand that, too. After all, he doesn't exactly come to these things for fun.]
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...
[How to answer that question...]
Not his type of party--bad experience and all.
[August was kind of rough on him, to say the least.]
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[Even though his face can't be seen, it's obvious he understands immediately.]
These things're a pain in the ass, yeah. Think half of us only come to these things anymore 'cause we're so used to 'em going south.
[Which should explain the armor. He'd gone to a few of these as himself, way back when he first came here, but he quickly realized that they were goddamn disaster magnets.]
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[He says it so matter-of-factly as he steals one of those bits of salmon to put in his mouth.]
Every other month something bad happens. Ever since I got here that's how it's been--Sabriel's noticed too.
Last month was pretty okay, except for America being too up it's own ass. So that means this month...[He shrugs, going to sneak another piece.]
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[Though now that he thinks back, it is a pretty good rough outline for how things have been throughout his tenure here too. Sometimes it was consecutive months or a few quiet months, but overall...]
Probably not gonna start skipping or anything, though. Just in case someone gets any stupid ideas about it.
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[He seems so...confident in that answer that it doesn't even phase him.]
Mainly why I come anymore.
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Well. If it does, we'll be prepared, right? And maybe it won't. Sometimes a couple swear-ins in a row are fine.
[He doesn't....sound all too convinced of that, though. Even if he's trying to be the optimist here.]
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At seventeen.
There’s a quick move of his arm, snatching up a piece of salmon from the tray and popping it in his mouth. Snacking on your spoils is a finder’s fee, okay.]
Definitely.
[His head canters to the side, twitching down towards the ground. To say he came prepared was an understatement, after a few of these you learn to plan. Strapped to Kaneda’s boot is a rather simple, if versatile knife, a gift from Sabriel.]
Always come with something and hope I’m wrong.