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maskormenacelogs2018-03-19 10:02 pm
maskormods) wrote in maskormenacelogs2018-03-19 10:02 pm
Entry tags:
- !event log,
- finn onaru | the dragonborn,
- jaime reyes | blue beetle,
- jonathan walsh | snake man,
- max carson | voltage,
- ruka | n/a,
- † count dooku | darth tyranus,
- † dustin henderson | the bard,
- † elektra natchios | the black sky,
- † haen hithiel | chatterbug,
- † itsuki ozaki | n/a,
- † laurel lance | the black canary,
- † max mayfield | mad max,
- † quatre winner | n/a,
- † qymaen jai sheelal | grievous,
- † raven reyes | n/a,
- † steve harrington | king steve,
- † tate langdon | the rubber man,
- † utena tenjou | calyx,
- † yato | delivery god
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WHO: Everyone!
WHERE: Everywhere
WHEN: Everywhe- March 19-27th
WHAT: A general start/catch all for the Groundhog week event. Feel free to make your own logs! This is here for as much or little use as you like. If you have any questions please ask here!
WARNINGS: Mass extermination and TBD
The meteor shower parties start cropping up at a variety of times on the 19th into the 20th. Along the coast of Florida, several parties start before midnight and run until the scheduled event. Bonfires, drinks a plenty, and a questionable number of college kids with guitars litter the beaches at these all night gatherings. A little further north, the lake side parties in North Carolina tend to be a bit more mellow, some people camping out for the event but many showing up just an hour or so before the scheduled start to set up their telescopes or lay out a blanket. Whatever your preference, there’s sure to be a party that suits your needs- and at least a handful of natives asking just what kind of experience any imPort they can bump into has with being in space.
The downside of attending one of these large gatherings is there’s a good chunk of people around to fully embrace the mass panic when the announcements begin blaring over every radio station and hitting the text inbox of every cellphone at 5am.
NUCLEAR MISSILE THREAT INBOUND TO FLORIDA. SEEK IMMEDIATE SHELTER. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.
There is only a half hour to attempt to do so, with people in Florida in particular trampling each other to get to the long maintained, but rarely used, fallout shelters scattered around each city in every state. Just thirty minutes for many people to discover who they really are when the rubber hits the road.
And then darkness. And a voice, one only a few imPorts will still recognize anymore as a goddess, asking- sarcastically, of course- one simple question: You’ll let it end like this?
Then you’re back on Monday morning. In bed, or wherever you were at 5:30 that morning, 24 hours before the missiles hit.
And then it's Monday again. And again. And the question still remains the same, even as you repeat the same day, day after day. Will you let it end like this?
WHERE: Everywhere
WHEN: Everywhe- March 19-27th
WHAT: A general start/catch all for the Groundhog week event. Feel free to make your own logs! This is here for as much or little use as you like. If you have any questions please ask here!
WARNINGS: Mass extermination and TBD
The meteor shower parties start cropping up at a variety of times on the 19th into the 20th. Along the coast of Florida, several parties start before midnight and run until the scheduled event. Bonfires, drinks a plenty, and a questionable number of college kids with guitars litter the beaches at these all night gatherings. A little further north, the lake side parties in North Carolina tend to be a bit more mellow, some people camping out for the event but many showing up just an hour or so before the scheduled start to set up their telescopes or lay out a blanket. Whatever your preference, there’s sure to be a party that suits your needs- and at least a handful of natives asking just what kind of experience any imPort they can bump into has with being in space.
The downside of attending one of these large gatherings is there’s a good chunk of people around to fully embrace the mass panic when the announcements begin blaring over every radio station and hitting the text inbox of every cellphone at 5am.
NUCLEAR MISSILE THREAT INBOUND TO FLORIDA. SEEK IMMEDIATE SHELTER. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.
There is only a half hour to attempt to do so, with people in Florida in particular trampling each other to get to the long maintained, but rarely used, fallout shelters scattered around each city in every state. Just thirty minutes for many people to discover who they really are when the rubber hits the road.
And then darkness. And a voice, one only a few imPorts will still recognize anymore as a goddess, asking- sarcastically, of course- one simple question: You’ll let it end like this?
Then you’re back on Monday morning. In bed, or wherever you were at 5:30 that morning, 24 hours before the missiles hit.
And then it's Monday again. And again. And the question still remains the same, even as you repeat the same day, day after day. Will you let it end like this?
Third Cycle
When the kid addresses him, the Dunmer looks over, pointing at himself. The kid has a full view of an elf with gray skin, and an earring in his right ear.]
Yes?
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cool be cool be cool be super cool Dustin be super cool—]
...hi! [This comes out higher-pitched than usual, like Dustin is trying very, very hard to hide his sheer delight under a layer of politeness that's rapidly cracking under the strain. Listen, it's not every day you meet an elf, okay.
Dart, being a very chill baby monster pet, just keeps chowing on a French fry. The guy manning the food truck just eyes Dustin, then Dart, with some judgment.]
I ordered two tacos by accident, [this is not actually false, he'd wanted just the biggest one] and I can't really feed one of them to Dart. [He holds out the spare taco to Finn.] Want one?
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Finn eyes the small creature nibbling the french fry. It looks like a lizard or salamander or something like that. But not like any he's ever seen.]
I could eat.
[Finn walks up to Dustin and accepts the taco, pulling his hood back. He's yet to try one of these, and he's not really sure how to eat it. So he holds it so the top of the half-circle shell is facing him and takes a bite out of the top.]
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Great! [Jeans and a hoodie they might be, but Dustin is still so happy just to see an elf like in Dungeons & Dragons that he lets it pass.] They serve some really good shit here, did you know? The tacos are just the tip of the iceberg.
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Okay, that is delicious.
[His eyes to back to the small creature.]
Is that, uh... is that little guy native to this world?
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[And now the little slug is feasting on French fries.]
They have churros too, and those come with this chocolate dip that makes them taste like heaven.
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[Finn finishes his taco in a few more bites. He hadn't realized how hungry he was.]
I'll have to give those a try at some point.