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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
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When he looks at the boy - it's with pure human emotion. He's scared.]
I got into a fight with an enemy and they burned me alive.
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Kids might not know everything, but pure emotion is something that translates fairly easily.
Adam eyes Gabriel as if to look for burnt marks of some kind. ]
Really?
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And that is at the root of his wings. Of what Lilith did. And he is self centered enough to just still be facing the prospect of his own mortality so...
Showing his wings is a small sort of thing.
Leaning forward there's a pause and four gleaming white wings appear, they are white and perfect -
Until you get to the ends of them. The wings are charred, some blackened and he's missing feathers. If Adam were to have any sort of demonic sense, some awareness, he'd know what it looks like to see demonic fire damage. One curls, and if he weren't able to travel via lightning and teleportation - he wouldn't be able to fly.
They fold away and he ducks his head.]
...The only reason I'm still alive is because I was possessed by that foreign energy. When I was blue.
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While he looks at Gabriel's wings, he remembers that day Gabriel told him it's rude to show them to others. He didn't get that then, either, and he certainly doesn't get it now.
But Adam is a good kid. And Gabriel seems genuinely upset. That, in the very least, he does understand. ]
Did it hurt?
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[The anger fills his voice before he lowers his head and drops his wings into nothingness within him and swallows.]
...I'm sorry. Yes. It did hurt. It burned me. Nothing can kill an angel except hellfire and I think...
[He swallows] I know I deserved it but it still hurt.
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Did you deserve it? [ His words aren't really meant to sound comforting, just curious. ]
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...I think so?
[But still he had been protecting people, even if the sheer amount of power had terrified him. His mind was more on other horrors and on the terror of nothing.]
I couldn't handle the power. I'm -
Proud. It's my sin. And I was punished for it.
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The boy makes a face, thinking. ]
Why do you keep saying you're being punished for something? Who's punishing you?
You keep talking like someone's watching you all the time. Or that you're here because you did something. But everyone else is going through the same thing, and not everyone's done something terrible. Unless you're saying everyone did.
Maybe you deserve it, but not everything's about you.
[ It all just comes out, very simplistic logic, but the topic isn't unheard of between them. ]
I just don't get it.
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No. I don't think everyone's done bad things.
I have. I know I have apparently and I thought I was doing the right thing but it turns out I'm not.
[He grits his teeth and growls like an animal for a moment, a strange unnatural inhuman noise before his eyes darken and he looks angry.]
I had a job to do. I had to start the apocalypse and you fucking ruined it.
[He straightens and thinks - because he knows. HE knows why it matters. Aziraphale. aziraphale Aziraphale and he hates that he doesn't want this boy to...
leave him.
His features fix on him with loathing.]
And I was wrong.
About all of it. I shouldn't have tried to do it. Do anything connected to it. And I'm sorry.
Now, leave me alone.
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Dog growls then. Adam doesn’t move, but he does frown.
He lets Gabriel finish talking, and, for a moment, does nothing. Then, simply, he shuffles on his feet.]
Fine. [ And there’s everything child like in how he says it, because of course there is. He’s a child.
He looks down at his companion, who stares up at his master.]
Come on, Dog.
[ And the boy walks past the archangel, sparing him only a glance, heading down the way through the park.
It’s not The Adversary, Destroyer of Kings, Angel of the Bottomless Pit, Great Beast that is called Dragon, Prince of this world, Father of Lies, Spawn of Satan, and Lord of Darkness that steps away from the archangel Gabriel. It’s just a boy, and his dog, who’s getting mighty tired of talking at someone who doesn’t listen and being talked down by adult, and is bound to some times have a little bit of an attitude about it.
But that’s his excuse.]