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maskormenacelogs2019-11-05 06:17 pm
perfectlyhuman) wrote in maskormenacelogs2019-11-05 06:17 pm
OPEN | Early November Catch-all
WHO: Adam Young & you
WHERE: Nonah, De Chima, other places optional
WHEN: Early November
WHAT: Free range child wanders around large cities scavenging for random items, building a forest clubhouse, going to class, and musing vaguely about the possible destruction of this world
WARNINGS: N/a at this moment
⌈De Chima⌋
Should anyone notice, Adam seems to be spending a lot of time in De Chima lately. Often accompanied by Dog, he seems to step out of the city often and hang around closer to the suburbs. Or, more specifically, when he's on his way to the woods.
Even on rainy, muddy days, he's walking along with a heavy backpack and a raincoat, down the streets and towards the trees. He's a common sight here, if anyone's ever noticed him, and he's very clearly got something on his mind.
Should anyone approach him, he won't mind a chat. Or if you just want to pet the cute small dog, that's fine too.
--
⌈School⌋
Despite everything that's been going on, school perseveres. Which is a bit disappointing, really. If snow days can cause a school to close down, you'd think that the gradual disintegration of reality and the constant unnatural changes could at least afford them an afternoon off. Still, he can't complain much.
The young boy is more preoccupied with making some sort of list every so often, in class, at lunch, in the hall, as well as scribbling in his notebooks, ideas and concepts for his personal project in the making.
If anyone looks over his shoulder, they'll see what look like ideas for a banner, and some sort of chair and structure. Not a house, but something more simple. Like a tree house, or a camp.
Feel free to ask him - he's been meaning to ask if anyone would like to join him.
--
⌈CLOSED for Crowley⌋
With all the commotion going on out there and in the network, one thing's for certain: something very terrible is supposedly going to maybe happen sometime in the foreseeable future, but the residents of this household seem to be otherwise preoccupied with their own things.
Adam, for one, already has some of his time taken over by things like school, his job at the pet shop and the like. Most of his time is spent outside the house, with the occasional check up by his celestial caretakers, but he's been spending more time out there than usual.
Today, however, he's around. The project he's been working on is turning out to be more of a challenge than he expected, so he needs some help, and Crowley happens to be the first person he finds.
"Hey. Can I ask you something?" Says the boy, which is certainly something Crowley has heard many, many times by now.
--
⌈CLOSED for Gabriel⌋
Well, it's a nice day today. The sun is shining, despite the Autumn showers lately. It's not too cold or too hot. There don't seem to be shadow people or ghost trains or people possessed by strange elemental spirit things about. No random ruins with complicated old machinery and robots (though those were fun). Besides the general feeling of dread that's gently permeating the unseen background, things are quiet, and it's the perfect afternoon to take your pets for a walk.
So that's what Adam's doing. In one hand, two leashes: one tethered to the now moderately well-known Dog, and the other, less conventionally, attached to a harness worn by Bubsy the jackalope.
He can't help but to look around, half expecting something weird to pop up. It's become more and more common, so he wouldn't be entirely surprised if anything did. What would it be now? Giant bugs? People breaking into dance? Maybe things turning into other things? Who knows.
Then, he spots him, up ahead. Hard not to, really. For all that he simply looks like a person, the angel is somehow very hard not to notice.
----
⌈Others?⌋
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WHERE: Nonah, De Chima, other places optional
WHEN: Early November
WHAT: Free range child wanders around large cities scavenging for random items, building a forest clubhouse, going to class, and musing vaguely about the possible destruction of this world
WARNINGS: N/a at this moment
⌈De Chima⌋
Should anyone notice, Adam seems to be spending a lot of time in De Chima lately. Often accompanied by Dog, he seems to step out of the city often and hang around closer to the suburbs. Or, more specifically, when he's on his way to the woods.
Even on rainy, muddy days, he's walking along with a heavy backpack and a raincoat, down the streets and towards the trees. He's a common sight here, if anyone's ever noticed him, and he's very clearly got something on his mind.
Should anyone approach him, he won't mind a chat. Or if you just want to pet the cute small dog, that's fine too.
--
⌈School⌋
Despite everything that's been going on, school perseveres. Which is a bit disappointing, really. If snow days can cause a school to close down, you'd think that the gradual disintegration of reality and the constant unnatural changes could at least afford them an afternoon off. Still, he can't complain much.
The young boy is more preoccupied with making some sort of list every so often, in class, at lunch, in the hall, as well as scribbling in his notebooks, ideas and concepts for his personal project in the making.
If anyone looks over his shoulder, they'll see what look like ideas for a banner, and some sort of chair and structure. Not a house, but something more simple. Like a tree house, or a camp.
Feel free to ask him - he's been meaning to ask if anyone would like to join him.
--
⌈CLOSED for Crowley⌋
With all the commotion going on out there and in the network, one thing's for certain: something very terrible is supposedly going to maybe happen sometime in the foreseeable future, but the residents of this household seem to be otherwise preoccupied with their own things.
Adam, for one, already has some of his time taken over by things like school, his job at the pet shop and the like. Most of his time is spent outside the house, with the occasional check up by his celestial caretakers, but he's been spending more time out there than usual.
Today, however, he's around. The project he's been working on is turning out to be more of a challenge than he expected, so he needs some help, and Crowley happens to be the first person he finds.
"Hey. Can I ask you something?" Says the boy, which is certainly something Crowley has heard many, many times by now.
--
⌈CLOSED for Gabriel⌋
Well, it's a nice day today. The sun is shining, despite the Autumn showers lately. It's not too cold or too hot. There don't seem to be shadow people or ghost trains or people possessed by strange elemental spirit things about. No random ruins with complicated old machinery and robots (though those were fun). Besides the general feeling of dread that's gently permeating the unseen background, things are quiet, and it's the perfect afternoon to take your pets for a walk.
So that's what Adam's doing. In one hand, two leashes: one tethered to the now moderately well-known Dog, and the other, less conventionally, attached to a harness worn by Bubsy the jackalope.
He can't help but to look around, half expecting something weird to pop up. It's become more and more common, so he wouldn't be entirely surprised if anything did. What would it be now? Giant bugs? People breaking into dance? Maybe things turning into other things? Who knows.
Then, he spots him, up ahead. Hard not to, really. For all that he simply looks like a person, the angel is somehow very hard not to notice.
----
⌈Others?⌋
[OOC:Feel free to suggest other prompts, or to add your own below. You can PM me here or contact me at
De Chima
Which is when he spots the familiar human wandering the streets with obvious purpose in his step.
He doesn't necessarily seek out interactions with mortals these days - Or with anyone, for the matter. The Trickster has been keeping to himself lately, avoiding social interaction for the most part and as far as he is concerned, that is good. And yet, buried somewhere at the back of his mind, something tugs at the back of his conscience at the sight of the human boy. Something, that not too long ago, may have considered Adam a friend in one sense or another.
Loki scowls at himself for a moment, then shakes his head just as Adam steps into reasonable distance for a polite greeting. A greeting that doesn't happen. Instead, the Asgardian merely stares at the child with a disturbed look, one hand picking at his other in an old fidgeting habit of indecision.
It's that indecision he feels that bothers him. He shouldn't be feeling it. He should just let the boy walk past and ignore him. But there is that leftover shred of this something that makes him open his mouth for but a moment. But it's a weak notion. Still too weak to persist.
Though this is what Adam will find himself walking up to: One troubled looking Asgardian, clad in his otherworldly dark leathers, staring at him while fidgeting around and just possibly looking as if he wants to run away like a frightened deer.
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But it's not entirely surprising to find people acting strange - strange things have been happening, after all, with growing intensity and a lot closer than they did in the previews month. People were affected directly, as far as he noticed. And he knows, vaguely, that it hasn't ended yet. But he's not too preoccupied about that right now.
He notices Loki, of course, as he walks along, expecting a greeting. But when it does come, and when he notices how uncertain he looks, Adam's expression turns curious.
"Hey, Loki." He eyes the man. "Are you alright?"
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Oh. Right.
He makes an effort to look less surprised and appear neutral.
"Why, yes. Yes, I am." Comes the possibly not entirely convincing response. It's even less convincing to himself, despite how successfully he has been telling himself this very same little tale over the past few days.
He looks a little confused though, when he asks "Why would you ask?"
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"You look a little off." Is the honest answer the Asgardian gets. "Are you sure you're alright?"
I'm sorry for the delay. I was sure I had replied to this already orz
He just shakes his head in the end "I would say that I am, indeed. But I do not see how that would be any of your concern."
There is a mental struggle here. A part of him wants to be reassuring, the other wants to push the boy away.
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"Did something happen?"