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maskormenacelogs2017-08-08 08:24 pm
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Entry tags:
- !event log,
- elena fisher | n/a,
- tina belcher | n/a,
- † archie andrews | n/a,
- † arthur pendragon | excalibur,
- † dio brando | n/a,
- † garfield logan | beast boy,
- † hermann gottlieb | n/a,
- † jacob taylor | the protector,
- † jon snow | lord snow,
- † jorah mormont | jorah the andal,
- † munehisa iwai | n/a,
- † petyr baelish | littlefinger,
- † raina | n/a,
- † sansa stark | little bird,
- † steve rogers | captain america,
- † utena tenjou | calyx,
- † viktor nikiforov | n/a,
- † yusuke kitagawa | fox
WAIT A MINUTE - WHO MADE THIS BIG MESS?
WHO: ImPorts!
WHERE: Across all ImPort cities.
WHEN: August 8/9, all day.
WHAT: Clean-ups in motion! The Ambassadors of each imPort city arrange for clean-ups of the various disasters that went on last month, from killer robots to zombies to cults, and the government arranges for the rest - in addition to a little charity drive. Come one and all and help out the victims of the recent attacks!
WARNINGS: None anticipated; let us know if this needs to be changed. Thank you to our Ambassadors to putting together the write-ups for each of their cities!
In the wake of the recent clone attacks, newsfeeds have been on fire trying to discuss it, going at it from every which angle, trying to decipher the three Ws: whoddunnit, whydunnit, wheredunnit.
Inevitably, it always comes down to one issue that the 24-hour news cycle never gets tired of, and that's imPorts and their place in the world and, more importantly, their place in America. Victims of the recent attacks show up to the news stations in droves, wanting to share their stories of homes lost, people killed and worse, people they loved being raised from the dead. Everyone has something to say and wants to say it, and goodness knows every news station is eager to give them the platform to say it.
The conversation that plays on repeat goes a little like this:
"All of these attacks - this carnage, this chaos, it just goes to show you what they're capable of, really capable of when they get out of control! And this isn't the first time we've seen it, no. This is just the first time we've seen it all at once like this. It wasn't even all of them, between them all, they could destroy the - "
"Now hold on just a minute! You're so eager to point fingers at them, but they're the victims here, they're the ones who were unjustly copied, and they're the ones who took them down - "
"- and how do we know it was all clones, hmm? For all we know, some of the imPorts themselves took advantage of things. You know how they are, always playing the victim. Oh, it wasn't me. It was my clone. Sponging off of our resources, taking taxpayers' money, and for what? Damage control over something they're responsible for?"
"They're not sponging off of our resources! They're practically refugees, and we owe it to them to give them a chance at a better life. And look at them - they're valuable members of our society, of our communities, contributors to the workforce, contributing to art, and science, and technology."
"And does that make up for the amount of lives that have been lost because of them, after all of these years? The homeless that still walk the streets while they're given homes? I think you're just making excuses for them because you don't want to defend the good, American people who have suffered beside them for too long."
"I think if you asked the American people, they'd be on my side. I believe in imPorts. And in the wake of all of this, through their suffering, they'll continue to help us. You'll see."
So, imPorts? Even among those who may fear and despise you (or love and worship you), will you continue to help? There's plenty to do, and while it's not glamorous work, it must be done nonetheless.
Maurtia Falls
When it came to these disasters, Maurtia Falls always seemed to get hit the hardest. Between the gang wars and the mechanical monstrosities inspired by Rusty Venture’s clone, buildings had been destroyed, many lives were lost, and some people were still trapped in the debris. And if that wasn’t bad enough, Rincewind’s clone decided to unlock local zoos and prisons, unleashing unpredictable and highly dangerous elements into an already dangerous city. Citizens were warned to be extra vigilant when they went out. And to make matters even worse, due to the nursing shortage that hit the news a while back, hospitals were overcrowded and overwhelmed with more patients than they seemed able to attend to.
To take off some of the burden off these understaffed hospitals, Petyr Baelish had asked James Patrick March to open the doors of The Castile to the wounded citizens, knowing it not only offered a comfortable place to rest but also plenty of space to house the injured. ImPort (and native) volunteers were invited to come in to help mend them. And surprisingly, the ambassador himself was there quite often as well -- passing out drinks and food or even cleaning some of the deeper cuts, stitching and bandaging them. When one lived in a time without the modern convenience of doctors, they did pick up a thing or two when it came to dealing with more severe injuries. But Baelish is no healer, and any and all healers are a highly coveted commodity here and now.
But if tending to the wounded isn’t a suitable option and someone still wants to find a way to help out the city, there are many rebuilding efforts going on across the damaged homes and businesses. And then there’s the pesky task of wrangling up around 8 dangerous criminals still at large from Rincewind’s unlocking spree. Or for the more adventurous sorts, 15 of the most ferocious zoo animals are still lurking within the city. Want to confront that tiger in the alleyway and lure her to the trainers? Know how to lasso a rampaging bull that is running through the park? In this clone aftermath, help is greatly needed anywhere and everywhere to put the city of Maurtia Falls back into working order.
And you don’t have to do it alone! There are numerous mockingbirds out and about, courtesy of Petyr Baelish. All of them are willing to help give a bird’s eye view and lead anyone to a trapped citizen or an escaped convict. Consider them a living, breathing GPS. But be warned that some might lead the way to some french fries instead, in hopes of a tasty treat.
Nonah
Nonah, meanwhile, found itself on an uncomfortable hot streak, courtesy of clone Mick’s arson spree. While newer buildings held up to the fires well, many of the older buildings downtown went up in a flash due to their antiquated construction materials. Of especial note is the historical district just east of the Aerial Garden, which lost several irreplaceable works of architectural history to the arsonist. Witnesses also report lowered inhibitions in the wake of a cloned Charles Xavier roaming the city. While some citizens enjoyed the effect of this clone’s interference - a number of ridiculously public marriage proposals were made today, for example - there was also an outbreak of theft and violence as well. And arson. More arson.
Unfortunately, the ambassador for Nonah provided no help of his own for this event. He himself was attacked by a fellow imPort - or perhaps one of the rumored clones? - who looked suspiciously like the supposed Goddess of Heaven, Inanna. Ambassador Miles Vorkosigan was hospitalized in the wake of an attack (assassination attempt?) that resulted in the loss of his left arm. The offices were badly damaged as well, though given that the ambassador already purchased the property himself, the damage to city coffers was limited to his medical bills. Any concentrated efforts to keep the fires under control flowed through normal emergency response teams and any imPorts who helped out in Nonah themselves.
Now that he’s back on his feet, though, Ambassador Vorkosigan has organized a one-day cleanup event in a park near Nonah’s historical district where the worst of the damage occurred. Sandwiches, refreshments, and tools will be provided, with dump trucks on hand for hauling away the worst of the rubble. Any imPorts with an eye for art or architecture has also been invited to lend a special hand to the rebuild efforts. If the buildings can’t be restored accurately, then they can at least be rebuilt beautifully.
There doesn’t seem to be any clones or other remnants roaming around, at least, so rebuilding is the theme of the city now. Plenty to do even outside the picnic event. Hell, the city is still a little waterlogged from the last disaster.
De Chima
The technology capital was not without its own eruptions of violence and chaos during the clone-tastrophe, the most damaging being a zombie outbreak suspected to be caused by a cloned imPort, and the rise of a lethal cult headed by a cloned Dr. Frederick Chilton. Worse than the widespread fear and disruption the city suffered, current estimates also suggest over one hundred fifty civilians lost their lives to these attacks.
Ambassador Sam Merlotte’s focus during this sea of troubles was to offer a point of refuge for those caught in the crossfire, using his restaurant Merlotte’s to offer shelter and protection, administer first aid, and as a home base for short search-and-rescue parties to round up missing civilians caught outside during the disaster.
Now that the worst has passed, Ambassador Merlotte has been vocal both in his support of the imPorts and natives who fought back against the madness, as well as in pressuring government officials to investigate the organization behind this clearly orchestrated assault. To prove he’s not without a bite to match his barking, the Ambassador has also begun drawing together resources to assist in the city’s recovery. Organizing with several local nonprofits and church-based aid groups, he’s put together a fundraiser and blood drive event at the city center. Anyone who makes a monetary or blood donation to the city’s emergency response group will be given access to a fair featuring performances of local musical artists paid for by generous De Chima businesses, with barbecue-style catering provided by Merlotte’s Bar & Grill. ImPorts with musical talents are encouraged to add themselves to the band list, and those without are invited to pledge to future volunteer hours with any of the dozen or so city-based community service groups which will have informational tents with sign-up sheets out on the green. Both Ambassador Merlotte and Senator Mitchell Hundred are expected to speak at the event, and share in open dialogue on ways to improve imPort-native relations and disaster response.
More quietly, the ambassador has organized a midnight vigil for those people lost in the attacks, which will be held in downtown De Chima’s city square. ImPorts and natives alike are encouraged to attend, remember the dead, and hopefully begin the process of healing.
Heropa
In the absence of an Ambassador in Heropa, the government itself has put forth rehabilitation efforts to help rebuild what’s been lost in the floods. Most of what has to be done is slow, tiring work, the sort of work that imPorts in possession of engineering skills and superstrength powers are uniquely equipped to help with as they turn to rebuilding the homes and buildings that have been too damaged by the floodwaters to continue standing as they are. Walls need to be knocked down, utilities dealt with as safely as possible, and everything that can be saved - particularly when it comes to furniture and other items belonging to heritage homes - must be packed up and sent off to get cleaned up and restored back to their original condition. Homes that are irreparably damaged need to be rebuilt, hopefully in a way that's stronger and sturdier than before. When it comes to community buildings in particular, Heropa is by and large relying on volunteers to help clean up, scrubbing down the walls and floors and ceilings and dealing with any potential mold outbreaks. Exciting stuff, huh?
What is, perhaps, equally as dull, is the fact that there was a human cost to this whole mess. Entire families have been ejected from their homes and are still living in motels, community centres, schools, and wherever else they can have a roof over their head and a bed to sleep in. Volunteers cycle in and out of these buildings, trying to provide them with the creature comforts they're missing, whether it's a hot meal that didn't come from a can, a little emotional support, or providing them with new clothes, toys for their babies and children, or simple entertainment. Any imPorts who decide to come in to help will, generally speaking, be welcomed in with warmth and gratitude; while imPorts are known for their capacity for destruction, they're known for their ability to get shit done too.
Heropa is also the site for a fundraiser event for the victims across all four imPort cities; medical bills, relocations, funerals, and more all need to be taken care of, after all! With all proceeds going towards this fund, imPorts may attend a sprawling food truck festival offering every cuisine you could reasonably expect, complete with live music (a rather hokey display), a small petting zoo and pony-and-horse riding display (comprised of, it must be noted, many of the animals displaced in the flood), and a cute little craft corner. If any imPort wishes to take it on, they may volunteer to be the resident smoocher of the hour for the kissing booth. As is usual with most government displays, some new technology is also in display in the way of a distinctly stupid looking microphone - this has the capacity to mimic the voices of celebrities, including imPorts - though it occasionally has the side effect of either pitching a voice way too high or way too low. What can they say? It's a work in progress! You must donate an amount of your choice to use the microphone though the more heartless among you can simply grab it and fool around with it regardless.
Now, get out there, and get helping!
WHERE: Across all ImPort cities.
WHEN: August 8/9, all day.
WHAT: Clean-ups in motion! The Ambassadors of each imPort city arrange for clean-ups of the various disasters that went on last month, from killer robots to zombies to cults, and the government arranges for the rest - in addition to a little charity drive. Come one and all and help out the victims of the recent attacks!
WARNINGS: None anticipated; let us know if this needs to be changed. Thank you to our Ambassadors to putting together the write-ups for each of their cities!
In the wake of the recent clone attacks, newsfeeds have been on fire trying to discuss it, going at it from every which angle, trying to decipher the three Ws: whoddunnit, whydunnit, wheredunnit.
Inevitably, it always comes down to one issue that the 24-hour news cycle never gets tired of, and that's imPorts and their place in the world and, more importantly, their place in America. Victims of the recent attacks show up to the news stations in droves, wanting to share their stories of homes lost, people killed and worse, people they loved being raised from the dead. Everyone has something to say and wants to say it, and goodness knows every news station is eager to give them the platform to say it.
The conversation that plays on repeat goes a little like this:
"All of these attacks - this carnage, this chaos, it just goes to show you what they're capable of, really capable of when they get out of control! And this isn't the first time we've seen it, no. This is just the first time we've seen it all at once like this. It wasn't even all of them, between them all, they could destroy the - "
"Now hold on just a minute! You're so eager to point fingers at them, but they're the victims here, they're the ones who were unjustly copied, and they're the ones who took them down - "
"- and how do we know it was all clones, hmm? For all we know, some of the imPorts themselves took advantage of things. You know how they are, always playing the victim. Oh, it wasn't me. It was my clone. Sponging off of our resources, taking taxpayers' money, and for what? Damage control over something they're responsible for?"
"They're not sponging off of our resources! They're practically refugees, and we owe it to them to give them a chance at a better life. And look at them - they're valuable members of our society, of our communities, contributors to the workforce, contributing to art, and science, and technology."
"And does that make up for the amount of lives that have been lost because of them, after all of these years? The homeless that still walk the streets while they're given homes? I think you're just making excuses for them because you don't want to defend the good, American people who have suffered beside them for too long."
"I think if you asked the American people, they'd be on my side. I believe in imPorts. And in the wake of all of this, through their suffering, they'll continue to help us. You'll see."
So, imPorts? Even among those who may fear and despise you (or love and worship you), will you continue to help? There's plenty to do, and while it's not glamorous work, it must be done nonetheless.
Maurtia Falls
When it came to these disasters, Maurtia Falls always seemed to get hit the hardest. Between the gang wars and the mechanical monstrosities inspired by Rusty Venture’s clone, buildings had been destroyed, many lives were lost, and some people were still trapped in the debris. And if that wasn’t bad enough, Rincewind’s clone decided to unlock local zoos and prisons, unleashing unpredictable and highly dangerous elements into an already dangerous city. Citizens were warned to be extra vigilant when they went out. And to make matters even worse, due to the nursing shortage that hit the news a while back, hospitals were overcrowded and overwhelmed with more patients than they seemed able to attend to.
To take off some of the burden off these understaffed hospitals, Petyr Baelish had asked James Patrick March to open the doors of The Castile to the wounded citizens, knowing it not only offered a comfortable place to rest but also plenty of space to house the injured. ImPort (and native) volunteers were invited to come in to help mend them. And surprisingly, the ambassador himself was there quite often as well -- passing out drinks and food or even cleaning some of the deeper cuts, stitching and bandaging them. When one lived in a time without the modern convenience of doctors, they did pick up a thing or two when it came to dealing with more severe injuries. But Baelish is no healer, and any and all healers are a highly coveted commodity here and now.
But if tending to the wounded isn’t a suitable option and someone still wants to find a way to help out the city, there are many rebuilding efforts going on across the damaged homes and businesses. And then there’s the pesky task of wrangling up around 8 dangerous criminals still at large from Rincewind’s unlocking spree. Or for the more adventurous sorts, 15 of the most ferocious zoo animals are still lurking within the city. Want to confront that tiger in the alleyway and lure her to the trainers? Know how to lasso a rampaging bull that is running through the park? In this clone aftermath, help is greatly needed anywhere and everywhere to put the city of Maurtia Falls back into working order.
And you don’t have to do it alone! There are numerous mockingbirds out and about, courtesy of Petyr Baelish. All of them are willing to help give a bird’s eye view and lead anyone to a trapped citizen or an escaped convict. Consider them a living, breathing GPS. But be warned that some might lead the way to some french fries instead, in hopes of a tasty treat.
Nonah
Nonah, meanwhile, found itself on an uncomfortable hot streak, courtesy of clone Mick’s arson spree. While newer buildings held up to the fires well, many of the older buildings downtown went up in a flash due to their antiquated construction materials. Of especial note is the historical district just east of the Aerial Garden, which lost several irreplaceable works of architectural history to the arsonist. Witnesses also report lowered inhibitions in the wake of a cloned Charles Xavier roaming the city. While some citizens enjoyed the effect of this clone’s interference - a number of ridiculously public marriage proposals were made today, for example - there was also an outbreak of theft and violence as well. And arson. More arson.
Unfortunately, the ambassador for Nonah provided no help of his own for this event. He himself was attacked by a fellow imPort - or perhaps one of the rumored clones? - who looked suspiciously like the supposed Goddess of Heaven, Inanna. Ambassador Miles Vorkosigan was hospitalized in the wake of an attack (assassination attempt?) that resulted in the loss of his left arm. The offices were badly damaged as well, though given that the ambassador already purchased the property himself, the damage to city coffers was limited to his medical bills. Any concentrated efforts to keep the fires under control flowed through normal emergency response teams and any imPorts who helped out in Nonah themselves.
Now that he’s back on his feet, though, Ambassador Vorkosigan has organized a one-day cleanup event in a park near Nonah’s historical district where the worst of the damage occurred. Sandwiches, refreshments, and tools will be provided, with dump trucks on hand for hauling away the worst of the rubble. Any imPorts with an eye for art or architecture has also been invited to lend a special hand to the rebuild efforts. If the buildings can’t be restored accurately, then they can at least be rebuilt beautifully.
There doesn’t seem to be any clones or other remnants roaming around, at least, so rebuilding is the theme of the city now. Plenty to do even outside the picnic event. Hell, the city is still a little waterlogged from the last disaster.
De Chima
The technology capital was not without its own eruptions of violence and chaos during the clone-tastrophe, the most damaging being a zombie outbreak suspected to be caused by a cloned imPort, and the rise of a lethal cult headed by a cloned Dr. Frederick Chilton. Worse than the widespread fear and disruption the city suffered, current estimates also suggest over one hundred fifty civilians lost their lives to these attacks.
Ambassador Sam Merlotte’s focus during this sea of troubles was to offer a point of refuge for those caught in the crossfire, using his restaurant Merlotte’s to offer shelter and protection, administer first aid, and as a home base for short search-and-rescue parties to round up missing civilians caught outside during the disaster.
Now that the worst has passed, Ambassador Merlotte has been vocal both in his support of the imPorts and natives who fought back against the madness, as well as in pressuring government officials to investigate the organization behind this clearly orchestrated assault. To prove he’s not without a bite to match his barking, the Ambassador has also begun drawing together resources to assist in the city’s recovery. Organizing with several local nonprofits and church-based aid groups, he’s put together a fundraiser and blood drive event at the city center. Anyone who makes a monetary or blood donation to the city’s emergency response group will be given access to a fair featuring performances of local musical artists paid for by generous De Chima businesses, with barbecue-style catering provided by Merlotte’s Bar & Grill. ImPorts with musical talents are encouraged to add themselves to the band list, and those without are invited to pledge to future volunteer hours with any of the dozen or so city-based community service groups which will have informational tents with sign-up sheets out on the green. Both Ambassador Merlotte and Senator Mitchell Hundred are expected to speak at the event, and share in open dialogue on ways to improve imPort-native relations and disaster response.
More quietly, the ambassador has organized a midnight vigil for those people lost in the attacks, which will be held in downtown De Chima’s city square. ImPorts and natives alike are encouraged to attend, remember the dead, and hopefully begin the process of healing.
Heropa
In the absence of an Ambassador in Heropa, the government itself has put forth rehabilitation efforts to help rebuild what’s been lost in the floods. Most of what has to be done is slow, tiring work, the sort of work that imPorts in possession of engineering skills and superstrength powers are uniquely equipped to help with as they turn to rebuilding the homes and buildings that have been too damaged by the floodwaters to continue standing as they are. Walls need to be knocked down, utilities dealt with as safely as possible, and everything that can be saved - particularly when it comes to furniture and other items belonging to heritage homes - must be packed up and sent off to get cleaned up and restored back to their original condition. Homes that are irreparably damaged need to be rebuilt, hopefully in a way that's stronger and sturdier than before. When it comes to community buildings in particular, Heropa is by and large relying on volunteers to help clean up, scrubbing down the walls and floors and ceilings and dealing with any potential mold outbreaks. Exciting stuff, huh?
What is, perhaps, equally as dull, is the fact that there was a human cost to this whole mess. Entire families have been ejected from their homes and are still living in motels, community centres, schools, and wherever else they can have a roof over their head and a bed to sleep in. Volunteers cycle in and out of these buildings, trying to provide them with the creature comforts they're missing, whether it's a hot meal that didn't come from a can, a little emotional support, or providing them with new clothes, toys for their babies and children, or simple entertainment. Any imPorts who decide to come in to help will, generally speaking, be welcomed in with warmth and gratitude; while imPorts are known for their capacity for destruction, they're known for their ability to get shit done too.
Heropa is also the site for a fundraiser event for the victims across all four imPort cities; medical bills, relocations, funerals, and more all need to be taken care of, after all! With all proceeds going towards this fund, imPorts may attend a sprawling food truck festival offering every cuisine you could reasonably expect, complete with live music (a rather hokey display), a small petting zoo and pony-and-horse riding display (comprised of, it must be noted, many of the animals displaced in the flood), and a cute little craft corner. If any imPort wishes to take it on, they may volunteer to be the resident smoocher of the hour for the kissing booth. As is usual with most government displays, some new technology is also in display in the way of a distinctly stupid looking microphone - this has the capacity to mimic the voices of celebrities, including imPorts - though it occasionally has the side effect of either pitching a voice way too high or way too low. What can they say? It's a work in progress! You must donate an amount of your choice to use the microphone though the more heartless among you can simply grab it and fool around with it regardless.
Now, get out there, and get helping!
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I've been here for months now. Since February. I should be the one asking you if you're new instead.
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... I'm, like, five times older than you, though. Your seniority ain't shit on mine.
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That'd put you in your seventies, Gramps. [A beat or two passes.] Are you worried I'm on my own or something?
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I didn't go to school for freakin' math, but I ain't no Gramps. [ the nerve, honestly. ] ... But yeah, you could say that. I've met a bunch of people here without any friends or family here, and it'd be pretty hard for someone your age to be stuck hear alone dealin' with... shit like this. So.
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You don't have to worry about me. I've got my...coach. And his fiance, I guess. They're sort of looking out for me. [Even though there definitely don't seem to be any adults around keeping an eye on him now.]
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[ this is totally karma for calling literally everyone under thirty years old "kid". maybe he shouldn't do that anymore?? haha no. Iwai folds his arms over his chest and stares down at Yuri. He'd look kind of scary if he didn't just look genuinely impressed by this dumb brat's attitude. ]
Mm. I guess that's good. [ He looks around a bit, but yeah, no coach or fiance in sight. He clucks his tongue a little. ] Still think this is kind of a shitty place for you to walk around in on your own, but whatever. Sorry for bein' a pain in the ass. What's your name, kid?
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What's so bad about this place?
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[ As for what's wrong with this place, well. He just doesn't think a kid should be walking around at a benefit like this one on his own. He could get mugged. That's a little too cynical to say to someone so young, though, so. Time to lie. ]
... You could trip and hurt yourself? [ smooth ]
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If your hand gets anywhere near me, I'll bite it.
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Listen, you bite my hand, you're gonna break your teeth. This shit? [ he holds up his hand. ] Made of wood. I lost it in a fight against a bear. You think you're tougher than a bear, tough guy?
[ he's lying and it's BLATANTLY obvious that his hand is just a normal fleshy boring human hand ]
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Hey, can you come over to the soup kitchen? there's some weirdo hanging around my station and saying he's going to break my teeth.
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... I thought you would have shown them your tiger teeth if you were pissed off enough, but the fact that you're calling me about it is odd. For you anyway. Is this weirdo really that bad?
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On the other hand, maybe Iwai can just scream at whoever's coming down here about controlling their asshole kid. Yeah. Yeah, that's what he'll do. GET READY VIKTOR ]
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He looks more irritated than he was a minute ago when he hangs up and stuffs the phone back into his pocket, shooting a sharp look in Iwai's direction.]
You're lucky all these people are around, asshole.
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[ Iwai huffs. He puts his head in his hands, counts to three, calms down a bit. Kids can't help being stupid, it's just how they are. ]
... But this means you've got someone taking care of you for real, right? That's good. I'm glad. [ he sounds relieved. ] Still, they ain't doin' a good job, you mannerless little shit. [ he doesn't sound relieved anymore. ]
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I'm not sure Yura is capable of manners unless it's in front of sponsors, and even then it's questionable.
[ When Viktor finally steps close enough, his eyes widen as he stares at Iwai. ]
—Ah! It's you! You're the weirdo Yura was talking about?
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[He snaps his attention back towards Iwai and points accusingly.]
And what the hell do you mean I'm a mannerless little shit anyway? I'm out here working in a goddamn soup kitchen! You're the asshole that came up and started insulting me!
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[ Iwai throws his hands in the air, exasperated, the second he sees Viktor. This guy. THIS GUY. But honestly, even though Iwai's a little pissed off, he's also secretly kind of having fun? Yuri's really, really funny, which he didn't expect, and he's always impressed to see someone just be honest about how they're feeling. But. Still. He's got his pride, he ain't just gonna roll over and get yelled at. ]
Listen, I didn't insult you. You're the fussy-ass baby who thinks just 'cause I ain't treatin' you as an adult I must be attacking your character or whatever.
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Wow, you two are really alike. It's almost uncanny how much ...
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[And now they're making a SCENE, and for once Yuri would actually rather go back to what he was doing than deal with any of this.]
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[ Iwai's brain catches up to what Viktor said, and he just. turns. stares. he raises his hand. the bear one. ]
This got eaten by a bear, buddy. My whole hand. Just gone. One fell swoop. You think you're tougher than a bear?
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[ But Viktor taps his lips with one finger, tilting his head to the side. ]
Though I suppose Mr. Grumpy does have a point about needing to be careful. Was he offering to help in a roundabout and offensive way?
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It shouldn't matter what he was trying to do when it ended with insulting me and getting pissed off when I got mad about it!
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