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maskormenacelogs2018-04-01 10:58 pm
burger_king) wrote in maskormenacelogs2018-04-01 10:58 pm
APRIL CATCH-ALL; Mostly the view is beautiful
WHO: Jughead Jones and YOU
WHERE: Mostly Maurtia Falls, but also other places
WHEN: Throughout April
WHAT: A lot of stuff, mostly mundane!
WARNINGS: Riverdale nonsense, teens being teens. See individual threads for individual warnings.
Prompts under the cut, hit me up at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
reveillez if you want me to write up a starter
01 - So in this room separated from the world
[ Annabeth hooking him up with a job at the library probably ranks as the third best thing to happen since he arrived. It's quiet, solitary work and between the shelving and cataloguing he has more time to work on his own projects than he knows what to do with. So what if he has to answer a question every now and then, or dig out some forgotten text book from storage if it means spending hours browsing the psychology section, digging out every book he can find on serial killers and then taking ample notes during whatever downtime he finds himself with. Research for a fun project, sure, but also a way to dull down the homesickness a touch — this is basically what he did back in Riverdale, only he didn't get a paycheck for it.
He can be found among the shelves, or at the check-out desk, engrossed in something gross. ]
02 - I'd sell you my own values for the sake of others
[ The last couple of years, Jughead probably spent more time in Pop's Chocklit Shoppe than anywhere else and although that particular diner is out of reach, everything else stays the same. He'll settle in at a booth after work with a cup of never-cooling coffee and his laptop, typing away until well into the night. This is when he does his best work, when everyone else has gone home to their normal lives with their normal problems. Maybe he doesn't have a school paper to write for or the half-written novel on Jason Blossom's murder, but there are other things. Other novels. Other stories. ]
03 - So hold this glass cos' it keeps cutting me
[ Some things never change but one thing has absolutely changed in the past couple of months - he never had powers back home. Practicing at the Meadows was a good idea in theory but an awkward plan in practice and so he's resorted to mostly empty parking lots around Maurtia Falls. He'll set out whenever he's got some spare time, lining up water bottles and taking notes on how many he can keep a certain color for how long, if he can switch it up, where his limits lie. Eventually he should move on to something bigger, perhaps, but for now bottles are fine. It's not like this power is good for much, anyway. Not saving the world any day soon.
Curious onlookers are welcome to join him or just ask what the heck he's up to out here on his own. ]
WHERE: Mostly Maurtia Falls, but also other places
WHEN: Throughout April
WHAT: A lot of stuff, mostly mundane!
WARNINGS: Riverdale nonsense, teens being teens. See individual threads for individual warnings.
Prompts under the cut, hit me up at
01 - So in this room separated from the world
[ Annabeth hooking him up with a job at the library probably ranks as the third best thing to happen since he arrived. It's quiet, solitary work and between the shelving and cataloguing he has more time to work on his own projects than he knows what to do with. So what if he has to answer a question every now and then, or dig out some forgotten text book from storage if it means spending hours browsing the psychology section, digging out every book he can find on serial killers and then taking ample notes during whatever downtime he finds himself with. Research for a fun project, sure, but also a way to dull down the homesickness a touch — this is basically what he did back in Riverdale, only he didn't get a paycheck for it.
He can be found among the shelves, or at the check-out desk, engrossed in something gross. ]
02 - I'd sell you my own values for the sake of others
[ The last couple of years, Jughead probably spent more time in Pop's Chocklit Shoppe than anywhere else and although that particular diner is out of reach, everything else stays the same. He'll settle in at a booth after work with a cup of never-cooling coffee and his laptop, typing away until well into the night. This is when he does his best work, when everyone else has gone home to their normal lives with their normal problems. Maybe he doesn't have a school paper to write for or the half-written novel on Jason Blossom's murder, but there are other things. Other novels. Other stories. ]
03 - So hold this glass cos' it keeps cutting me
[ Some things never change but one thing has absolutely changed in the past couple of months - he never had powers back home. Practicing at the Meadows was a good idea in theory but an awkward plan in practice and so he's resorted to mostly empty parking lots around Maurtia Falls. He'll set out whenever he's got some spare time, lining up water bottles and taking notes on how many he can keep a certain color for how long, if he can switch it up, where his limits lie. Eventually he should move on to something bigger, perhaps, but for now bottles are fine. It's not like this power is good for much, anyway. Not saving the world any day soon.
Curious onlookers are welcome to join him or just ask what the heck he's up to out here on his own. ]
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Not in a villain sense. [ He tilts his head, brows furrowed in thought. ] I know someone who seem capable of doing just about anything, but he's not really interested in using his powers for good. At least, I don't think so.
That said, I'm sure there are people out there I don't know about yet.
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He can do just about anything, and isn't interested in using his powers for good? Sounds like a villain. Unless he's also not interested in using them for bad and is just... apathetic.
[ She munches a mozzarella stick. ]
So what do you know about? You were talking about conspiracies on the videochat.
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Well... to be perfectly honest? Not as much as I want to. It's just - this whole thing, it's suspicious, isn't it? We're pulled here by accident, allegedly, which also gives us powers somehow? And then they inject us with nanites, whatever that is? There's just a lot of plot holes in this story they're feeding us.
[ And later, he'll find one more - Lachesis. The City. ]