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maskormenacelogs2019-07-14 06:14 pm
maskormods) wrote in maskormenacelogs2019-07-14 06:14 pm
Entry tags:
- !event log,
- abigail hobbs | n/a,
- anton roudin | n/a,
- cayde-6 | n/a,
- cecelia ardenbury | n/a,
- chloe decker | the detective,
- darin altway | n/a,
- elena fisher | n/a,
- finn onaru | the dragonborn,
- finn | fn-2187,
- fuu hououji | zephyr,
- georgia mason | n/a,
- guzma | big bad guzma,
- harry dresden | the magician,
- haru okumura | noir,
- iris west | n/a,
- jason todd | red hood,
- jonathan walsh | snake man,
- joseph kavinsky | n/a,
- katie 'pidge' holt | the green paladin,
- kurt | the reptilian,
- laurie collins | wallflower,
- lilith | n/a,
- lucifer morningstar | the devil,
- lucina | n/a,
- luke skywalker | n/a,
- luther hargreeves | space,
- nicholas d wolfwood | nicholas the punis,
- nikolai | silver,
- norman | n/a,
- princess allura | n/a,
- priscilla-jean henrietta o'hare | tulip,
- ruby nakamura | candlelight,
- ruka | n/a,
- sabrina spellman | n/a,
- shaun mason | n/a,
- tina belcher | n/a,
- tk-622 | sergeant,
- † alphonse elric | n/a,
- † altaïr ibn-la'ahad | n/a,
- † andrew carter | n/a,
- † anthony crowley | n/a,
- † aziraphale | n/a,
- † bodhi rook | the pilot,
- † bow | n/a,
- † commander akobi | n/a,
- † eccarius | n/a,
- † finn mertens | adventure,
- † jacob taylor | the protector,
- † jonas kahnwald | the stranger,
- † n/a | the outsider,
- † namine | n/a,
- † nightfall | mitsuki suzuki,
- † oliver queen | the green arrow,
- † shae vizla | torch,
- † thor odinson | god of thunder
Happy five, I feel alive
WHO: Everyone!
WHERE: The Smithsonian's National Zoo, Washington, D.C.
WHEN: July 14, late afternoon/evening
WHAT: Swear-In
WARNINGS: The call of the wild
This month's swear-in takes imPorts to a new location—our nation's capital, Washington, D.C., heart of America! Luxury shuttle buses will pick up imPorts just outside the city's military base that houses the Porter. For the nearly two-hour journey, each imPort is offered snacks, beverages, and a pair of top-of-the-line Gose headphones with which they can enjoy a variety of entertainment options on their seatback video screen, which includes a recently released documentary on imPorts themselves and all they've achieved since they began arriving in this world again.
Once the buses reach the city, they'll proceed directly to the site of this month's Swear-In, the Smithsonian Institution's National Zoo. The initial cocktails and mingling session is held under tents erected in the Great Meadow. While these events are always a draw for those in government interested in rubbing elbows with the newest citizens, imPorts will notice that there are even more officials than usual, ranging from local leaders of the Porter cities to federal representatives as well. Security is tighter, too, and the reason becomes obvious when the Vice President of the United States steps up to the podium on a small mounted stage.
Delivered with gravitas and gratitude, his speech is a congratulatory anniversary speech, of sorts. Earlier in 2019 marked five years since imPorts began arriving through the Porter again; five years of this imPort population serving as excellent examples* of what Americans can be, protecting the innocent, becoming heroes.
*Most of them
He acknowledges that imPorts have not chosen to be here, and many have sacrificed much by being unable to return to their home worlds, but commends them for all the good work that they do despite this...which serves as a segue to next part of the evening.
Many native citizens are on hand to offer a collective 'thank you' to imPorts. A short film by Oscar-winning documentarian Elena Donnelly features a montage of civilians sharing personal stories of when an imPort helped them, ranging from a small business owner who was nearly robbed before street heroes intervened to an elderly woman saved from a mugging to a little girl whose lost dog was returned by a helpful imPort. Several other natives are here in person with prepared accounts of their experiences during major events, such as the 2014 bomb attacks and 2016 coups in the Porter cities. For those who were around for any of these incidents, it's a street-level retrospective of the good they and their peers were capable of; for newer imPorts, it is a hopefully inspiring example.
Following this more formal part of the evening, imPorts are free to enjoy the rest of the event, which takes up much of the zoo. Multiple sound-proof recording booths have been set up just outside the main tent, in which imPorts are encouraged to share a story from their time here, be it heroic or rather mundane. The recordings are planned to be used for an upcoming exhibit on imPorts at the Smithsonian.
[an ooc note: players are free to decide whether their characters have been included as part of the civilian storytelling! Heroic deeds big and small with both be celebrated.]
What else is there to enjoy? Ah, animals! The beauty of nature! Most animal exhibits remain open, and imPorts are encouraged to have a drink and enjoy a leisurely stroll through the zoo and take a look at lions, tigers, and bears (oh my!) Zookeepers are on hand to answer questions about animal care and behavior, and certain activities let attendees get a little more hands-on with the animals. Want to put on a glove and let a red-tailed hawk fly to you, take a picture with a snake on your shoulders or pet a fluffy chicken? Now's your chance! Additionally, a small ampitheater is set up to allow imPorts the chance to share information about native creatures from their worlds (and if no imPorts feel like sitting down to learn, nerdy zoo employees absolutely will.)
As twilight fades into nighttime, some imPorts may choose to board buses for the return home, or to make use of a block of nearby hotel rooms that have been reserved. Those who stay, however, will find that around 10 p.m., the sky becomes...a little darker. The change may not be immediately obvious, thanks to the city's light pollution, but the observant may notice that the nearly-full moon is no longer adding any light to the sky. Have clouds moved in to block the moonlight? That must be it, although other stars are still visible.
Around fifteen minutes later, the clouds (?) must pass, because a sphere in the sky is once again visible. But...wait. The light isn't is bright. And the familiar lunar features that people see when they look up at the moon have changed—drastically so. In fact....
That's no moon.
Some imPorts may recognize the structure in the sky as a familiar, horrifying sight. Many others will have no idea, and if they question any of the government officials on hand at the event, they'll discover that they, too, are caught off-guard and sincerely shocked. Whatever the case, it's clear that something utterly bizarre has happened.
Kind of a downer ending to a party, right?
WHERE: The Smithsonian's National Zoo, Washington, D.C.
WHEN: July 14, late afternoon/evening
WHAT: Swear-In
WARNINGS: The call of the wild
This month's swear-in takes imPorts to a new location—our nation's capital, Washington, D.C., heart of America! Luxury shuttle buses will pick up imPorts just outside the city's military base that houses the Porter. For the nearly two-hour journey, each imPort is offered snacks, beverages, and a pair of top-of-the-line Gose headphones with which they can enjoy a variety of entertainment options on their seatback video screen, which includes a recently released documentary on imPorts themselves and all they've achieved since they began arriving in this world again.
Once the buses reach the city, they'll proceed directly to the site of this month's Swear-In, the Smithsonian Institution's National Zoo. The initial cocktails and mingling session is held under tents erected in the Great Meadow. While these events are always a draw for those in government interested in rubbing elbows with the newest citizens, imPorts will notice that there are even more officials than usual, ranging from local leaders of the Porter cities to federal representatives as well. Security is tighter, too, and the reason becomes obvious when the Vice President of the United States steps up to the podium on a small mounted stage.
Delivered with gravitas and gratitude, his speech is a congratulatory anniversary speech, of sorts. Earlier in 2019 marked five years since imPorts began arriving through the Porter again; five years of this imPort population serving as excellent examples* of what Americans can be, protecting the innocent, becoming heroes.
*Most of them
He acknowledges that imPorts have not chosen to be here, and many have sacrificed much by being unable to return to their home worlds, but commends them for all the good work that they do despite this...which serves as a segue to next part of the evening.
Many native citizens are on hand to offer a collective 'thank you' to imPorts. A short film by Oscar-winning documentarian Elena Donnelly features a montage of civilians sharing personal stories of when an imPort helped them, ranging from a small business owner who was nearly robbed before street heroes intervened to an elderly woman saved from a mugging to a little girl whose lost dog was returned by a helpful imPort. Several other natives are here in person with prepared accounts of their experiences during major events, such as the 2014 bomb attacks and 2016 coups in the Porter cities. For those who were around for any of these incidents, it's a street-level retrospective of the good they and their peers were capable of; for newer imPorts, it is a hopefully inspiring example.
Following this more formal part of the evening, imPorts are free to enjoy the rest of the event, which takes up much of the zoo. Multiple sound-proof recording booths have been set up just outside the main tent, in which imPorts are encouraged to share a story from their time here, be it heroic or rather mundane. The recordings are planned to be used for an upcoming exhibit on imPorts at the Smithsonian.
[an ooc note: players are free to decide whether their characters have been included as part of the civilian storytelling! Heroic deeds big and small with both be celebrated.]
What else is there to enjoy? Ah, animals! The beauty of nature! Most animal exhibits remain open, and imPorts are encouraged to have a drink and enjoy a leisurely stroll through the zoo and take a look at lions, tigers, and bears (oh my!) Zookeepers are on hand to answer questions about animal care and behavior, and certain activities let attendees get a little more hands-on with the animals. Want to put on a glove and let a red-tailed hawk fly to you, take a picture with a snake on your shoulders or pet a fluffy chicken? Now's your chance! Additionally, a small ampitheater is set up to allow imPorts the chance to share information about native creatures from their worlds (and if no imPorts feel like sitting down to learn, nerdy zoo employees absolutely will.)
As twilight fades into nighttime, some imPorts may choose to board buses for the return home, or to make use of a block of nearby hotel rooms that have been reserved. Those who stay, however, will find that around 10 p.m., the sky becomes...a little darker. The change may not be immediately obvious, thanks to the city's light pollution, but the observant may notice that the nearly-full moon is no longer adding any light to the sky. Have clouds moved in to block the moonlight? That must be it, although other stars are still visible.
Around fifteen minutes later, the clouds (?) must pass, because a sphere in the sky is once again visible. But...wait. The light isn't is bright. And the familiar lunar features that people see when they look up at the moon have changed—drastically so. In fact....
Some imPorts may recognize the structure in the sky as a familiar, horrifying sight. Many others will have no idea, and if they question any of the government officials on hand at the event, they'll discover that they, too, are caught off-guard and sincerely shocked. Whatever the case, it's clear that something utterly bizarre has happened.
Kind of a downer ending to a party, right?
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Ruka can sit, or Cecelia can stand — and it is a little harder to maintain a sulk while standing, sometimes.
She turns her attention back to the bats.
"... You don't have to talk about it, if you don't want to, but..." She trails off for the moment, lulling; a couple people drift in, and out, only sparing the creatures (and the girls) only a moment of curiosity before moving on. "... mmm, I suppose it's, you don't have to keep it all to yourself, either. If you don't want to."
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That's confirmation, at least; even among imPorts, humans don't tend to talk about other humans the way this girl does.
"Where'd you end up?"
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"Some joke of a 'magic' shop in De Chima. It attracts all sorts of oddities by nature, unless all are odd by nature. At least it's quiet most of the time; I doubt I'd find an alternative any better unless hermit was a paying occupation."
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But the path out of the bat house is just as it's always been — cast in proper sunlight, with average people and some reporters and occasional government officials still milling about near the next-door exhibit. Lemurs, maybe?
"What would you rather do? I mean, in addition to hermitage in the woods, I suppose."
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Sort-of true. She knew what she liked, what was pleasing to spend time on. But turning that into work or some sort of deliverable for others? Well, the prospect of that happening was what drove her out into the world to stop it back in her homeland.
"What's why I just try and lie low and put up with the weirdos who are pretty adamant that card trickery is a noble calling." She rolls her eyes.
"I doubt there are many better alternatives at this point."
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Pot, kettle.
"At the very least, other work would pay more."
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But she certainly doesn't sound convinced. Why would she? Random, green-haired, one-eyed girl out here giving life advice...she's been to the Feywild, she knows better than the take all things at face-value!
...Even if she kind of wants to. It'd make life so much easier to have a clear, uncomplicated path. One that didn't elicit dread, thanks.
"What's your suggestion, then. Based on your experience." If she's so knowledgeable!
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There's a sense of interest in the way the other girl talks, even if she's trying to tamp it down, the way a beast might watch motion in the grass before deciding whether or not it's food; Ruka keeps her apparent attention in a casual drift, moving from the bats, to the passing people, to the bustle outside the enclosure — anywhere else, to let the girl believe she's shadowed behind her illusory dismissals.
"Or a better sense of what you can't stand. Like me, my body can't tolerate a lot of time around other people, or new people all the time; I get sick easy. So, when they tried assigning me to shops and salons, it was miserable." She doesn't uncross her arms, but she speaks as though she were counting off on her fingers. "I'm not very strong, so physical labor is right out. With all that, I'm better kept indoors, and even better at a desk. For a while, there was civil service, which wasn't too bad. You can start at a low enough rung that you don't need to know how everything works, but, you're not really at the mercy of every person you meet, either."
She shrugs, and finally looks back towards the girl. "These days, it's contract work for me — the kind of thing I can produce remotely, and get paid without having to go anywhere for it. I suppose it's pretty close to being a hermit, in that regard — I don't have to meet anyone at all, if I don't want to."
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...Aside from mega-creepos who fetishize imPorts and/or elves that she refuses to engage with just on principle.
...That just makes her wonder about this girl's principles for contract work.
Hm.
She huffs through her nose, closing her eyes and sitting back, crossing her legs.
"Sounds almost ideal," she admits. "Congratulations."
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"... I'm an artist. I sell paintings." She sees that judgment, girl. don't think she doesn't. "I'm not trying to brag, or anything — you asked. But there's more options than, well, retail."
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"For artists, yes," she replies stiffly. "I'll have to consider it for my own case, if it's even feasible. Thank you."
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It's impossible to help someone who doesn't want it, or isn't ready for it, Ruka figures, but it was worth a shot. She shrugs, giving the girl a final look-over.
"Best of luck. I'll let you get back to your bat-friends."