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maskormenacelogs2014-07-18 10:59 pm
worstprime) wrote in maskormenacelogs2014-07-18 10:59 pm
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OPEN!!
WHO: Rodimus and OPEN
WHERE: Heropa; Arcade and foodcourt
WHEN: July 18th or therabouts
WHAT: Trying to figure out human culture, getting excessively into cheap arcade games
WARNINGS: None ATM!
Rodimus is immediately regretting how little attention he paid to humans and their culture in general during his last stint on Earth. He'd never really bothered to pick up on any of the subtleties of their interactions...never really needed to. Okay, honestly, he'd never really picked up on the broad strokes either. Same excuse.
Now, holomatter avatar all fired up and ready to go*, he's ready to do some ""research"". Get the lay of the land; pick up some basic Earth culture....stuff.
*Rodimus' holomatter avatar is of a young, colourfully dressed woman, who appears to be in her early twenties.
A. ARCADE
This seems like a reasonably popular place for people to gather and do things that look enjoyable. Rodimus spends a good long while lurking around the outskirts of the arcade before actually going in. He's figured out that the humans come here to play games, and that to play those games they use currency. The games in question definitely look interesting, although he's not yet sure how they all work or what the object of some of them is. On paper, he's here to just do some observation, and sticks to that, spending some time milling between people playing skeeball, air hockey and some miscellaneous computer-screen based games, occasionally asking painfully blunt questions about what they are doing or how it works. They all seem fairly simple, but the humans in general seem entertained. Many of the games seem to be competitive in nature, and pit two or more individuals against one another.
The longer he spends watching people, the more the urge to actually try these games out begins to grow on him though...
B. FOOD COURT NEAR ARCADE
Although his holomatter avatar neither needs or is able to eat, Rodimus figures this is a good place to try and get some cues about human behaviours. Food seems pretty integral to the culture here, so why not? There's a small food court right near the arcade that's filled with several small stalls and kiosks selling both meals and snack food of a wide variety. He spends an indefinite period of time watching hot dogs rolling in a small, self-contained ecosystem.
The sheer volume and variety of food and drinks available for purchase here is overwhelming to Rodimus...and he can't he even eat any of it. How humans even manage to decide on a daily basis is beyond him. He watches in rapt interest as the people at the juice bar make smoothies, and abject horror as others consume some fleshy nuggets from cardboard containers. There's a lot to learn here, and he's got no idea where to start. In the process, he's generally making himself a nuisance, hanging around too closely to people while they order, watching them eat, asking the employees prying questions about their food preparation processes that if his holomatter avatar were less charmingly disarming they might mistake otherwise her for a health inspector.
WHERE: Heropa; Arcade and foodcourt
WHEN: July 18th or therabouts
WHAT: Trying to figure out human culture, getting excessively into cheap arcade games
WARNINGS: None ATM!
Rodimus is immediately regretting how little attention he paid to humans and their culture in general during his last stint on Earth. He'd never really bothered to pick up on any of the subtleties of their interactions...never really needed to. Okay, honestly, he'd never really picked up on the broad strokes either. Same excuse.
Now, holomatter avatar all fired up and ready to go*, he's ready to do some ""research"". Get the lay of the land; pick up some basic Earth culture....stuff.
*Rodimus' holomatter avatar is of a young, colourfully dressed woman, who appears to be in her early twenties.
A. ARCADE
This seems like a reasonably popular place for people to gather and do things that look enjoyable. Rodimus spends a good long while lurking around the outskirts of the arcade before actually going in. He's figured out that the humans come here to play games, and that to play those games they use currency. The games in question definitely look interesting, although he's not yet sure how they all work or what the object of some of them is. On paper, he's here to just do some observation, and sticks to that, spending some time milling between people playing skeeball, air hockey and some miscellaneous computer-screen based games, occasionally asking painfully blunt questions about what they are doing or how it works. They all seem fairly simple, but the humans in general seem entertained. Many of the games seem to be competitive in nature, and pit two or more individuals against one another.
The longer he spends watching people, the more the urge to actually try these games out begins to grow on him though...
B. FOOD COURT NEAR ARCADE
Although his holomatter avatar neither needs or is able to eat, Rodimus figures this is a good place to try and get some cues about human behaviours. Food seems pretty integral to the culture here, so why not? There's a small food court right near the arcade that's filled with several small stalls and kiosks selling both meals and snack food of a wide variety. He spends an indefinite period of time watching hot dogs rolling in a small, self-contained ecosystem.
The sheer volume and variety of food and drinks available for purchase here is overwhelming to Rodimus...and he can't he even eat any of it. How humans even manage to decide on a daily basis is beyond him. He watches in rapt interest as the people at the juice bar make smoothies, and abject horror as others consume some fleshy nuggets from cardboard containers. There's a lot to learn here, and he's got no idea where to start. In the process, he's generally making himself a nuisance, hanging around too closely to people while they order, watching them eat, asking the employees prying questions about their food preparation processes that if his holomatter avatar were less charmingly disarming they might mistake otherwise her for a health inspector.
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As Rodimus stutters to find words, Bee just chuckles. He shakes his head, finishing off his meal. "You've never liked Earth, Rodimus. It's all right, I get it."