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maskormenacelogs2020-02-01 01:24 pm
perfectlyhuman) wrote in maskormenacelogs2020-02-01 01:24 pm
[OPEN] Something about the world today
WHO: Adam Young and YOU
WHERE: All over
WHEN: First half of February
WHAT: The whole CnC thing was a mess, and Adam has found himself back not only dealing with years of memories from an alternate life, but also several friends of his are gone. Lots of changes happening.
WARNINGS: Sad child, big thoughts
1. [OUTSIDE NONAH, HOUSE] Packing up
He's still in there a lot, for the first week.
There's no reason to pack up things by hand. He could easily make it all go away, will it all into boxes, cut himself the slack. But he doesn't want to.
There's a lot of books. Stories, comics, the occasional mysterious tome that may not be entirely age or theme appropriate, but that his former guardians didn't seem to have an issue in him keeping. There's toys, of course, some of them partially chewed on by either of his pets. There's souvenirs, including a small, very accurate guilhotine they'd given him after they came back from Paris.
There's other stuff around the house. The plants, the other books. He doesn't know what to do with them, but he's not going to give them away. As far as he's concerned, the house is staying where it is, how it is, mysteriously locked and unbreakable.
He could use some help with packing, though.
2. [NONAH, STRIKE A PAWS PET STORE] Something to do
Nobody really knows how the boy stays employed, but it doesn't look like the shop owners mind or care. There's justifiable absences, every once in a while, but they do an eleven year old, so there's a lot more questions than anyone cares to ask.
It doesn't seem like a lot of people are really into bringing their pets in here lately. Makes sense, really, probably after everything that's happened in the last couple of months, and with rumors of strange creatures roaming about again. Not that Adam really gets why people are into bringing their pets over so often, anyway, but he's always happy to play with the little pups that come in.
Today, though, he's diligently going down the aisles and picking up assorted items. Pet beds, toys, cans and bags of food, the latter of which don't seem to keep only to dog and rabbit food, strangely enough.
He's got a good sizable pile of things in his arms as he's reaching for another small plastic dish, and ends up dropping half of them in mess of clatters and thuds.
3. [DE CHIMA, STREETS AND FOREST] Hideout
Many times, more often now than before, Adam can be spotted around De Chima. Often times, past school hours, he'll be walking down to the residential area and well past the houses, into the forest that surrounds the city.
A good couple of times, he seems to be carrying a rather full backpack and a couple of heavy looking bags, with assorted items. He's also always accompanied by his canine friend, and often carrying Bubsy the Jackalope in his arms.
A couple of people may know where he's going, all those times. Those that don't are welcomed to ask. A secret that isn't really a secret, but younger imPorts will have a better chance of being invited along.
4. [JEOPARDY] Curiosities
He hasn't been here in a good while. At a point, he pops in to see how far along the city's doing ever since what happened a couple of months, curiously watching the rebuilding efforts.
He likes Jeopardy a lot. It's spooky and weird, he's pretty sure half the people he sees around aren't really alive. There's just this odd feeling about it, not new to anyone, but that he finds...fun? Welcoming? Just weird? He doesn't know. But he likes it here.
He's decided to go to all manners of shops, though he's more often found in bookshops. Crystals and cards? He doesn't really understand those, but the crystals are neat.
Might as well build up his collection.
5. [ANYWHERE] (Make up your own prompt)
During these weeks, Adam can be found wandering around, as usual for the boy. Usually with a backpack on and accompanied by Dog, sometimes Bubsy the Jackalope, he can be almost always found anywhere between Nonah and De Chima, though that doesn't mean he won't go to other import cities.
All week days, he can be found at school, usually with his face buried in a book or notebook, specially nowadays. He seems to be keeping a lot to himself.
A few times a week, during the late afternoon, he can be found doing his shift at Strike A Paws Pet Store.
He can be spotted in several parks with his pets. Many times in book shops and the library, often coming in and out of sweets shops and cafés. May even find him heading deeper into the forest around De Chima.
Come and say hi.
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WHERE: All over
WHEN: First half of February
WHAT: The whole CnC thing was a mess, and Adam has found himself back not only dealing with years of memories from an alternate life, but also several friends of his are gone. Lots of changes happening.
WARNINGS: Sad child, big thoughts
He's still in there a lot, for the first week.
There's no reason to pack up things by hand. He could easily make it all go away, will it all into boxes, cut himself the slack. But he doesn't want to.
There's a lot of books. Stories, comics, the occasional mysterious tome that may not be entirely age or theme appropriate, but that his former guardians didn't seem to have an issue in him keeping. There's toys, of course, some of them partially chewed on by either of his pets. There's souvenirs, including a small, very accurate guilhotine they'd given him after they came back from Paris.
There's other stuff around the house. The plants, the other books. He doesn't know what to do with them, but he's not going to give them away. As far as he's concerned, the house is staying where it is, how it is, mysteriously locked and unbreakable.
He could use some help with packing, though.
Nobody really knows how the boy stays employed, but it doesn't look like the shop owners mind or care. There's justifiable absences, every once in a while, but they do an eleven year old, so there's a lot more questions than anyone cares to ask.
It doesn't seem like a lot of people are really into bringing their pets in here lately. Makes sense, really, probably after everything that's happened in the last couple of months, and with rumors of strange creatures roaming about again. Not that Adam really gets why people are into bringing their pets over so often, anyway, but he's always happy to play with the little pups that come in.
Today, though, he's diligently going down the aisles and picking up assorted items. Pet beds, toys, cans and bags of food, the latter of which don't seem to keep only to dog and rabbit food, strangely enough.
He's got a good sizable pile of things in his arms as he's reaching for another small plastic dish, and ends up dropping half of them in mess of clatters and thuds.
Many times, more often now than before, Adam can be spotted around De Chima. Often times, past school hours, he'll be walking down to the residential area and well past the houses, into the forest that surrounds the city.
A good couple of times, he seems to be carrying a rather full backpack and a couple of heavy looking bags, with assorted items. He's also always accompanied by his canine friend, and often carrying Bubsy the Jackalope in his arms.
A couple of people may know where he's going, all those times. Those that don't are welcomed to ask. A secret that isn't really a secret, but younger imPorts will have a better chance of being invited along.
He hasn't been here in a good while. At a point, he pops in to see how far along the city's doing ever since what happened a couple of months, curiously watching the rebuilding efforts.
He likes Jeopardy a lot. It's spooky and weird, he's pretty sure half the people he sees around aren't really alive. There's just this odd feeling about it, not new to anyone, but that he finds...fun? Welcoming? Just weird? He doesn't know. But he likes it here.
He's decided to go to all manners of shops, though he's more often found in bookshops. Crystals and cards? He doesn't really understand those, but the crystals are neat.
Might as well build up his collection.
During these weeks, Adam can be found wandering around, as usual for the boy. Usually with a backpack on and accompanied by Dog, sometimes Bubsy the Jackalope, he can be almost always found anywhere between Nonah and De Chima, though that doesn't mean he won't go to other import cities.
All week days, he can be found at school, usually with his face buried in a book or notebook, specially nowadays. He seems to be keeping a lot to himself.
A few times a week, during the late afternoon, he can be found doing his shift at Strike A Paws Pet Store.
He can be spotted in several parks with his pets. Many times in book shops and the library, often coming in and out of sweets shops and cafés. May even find him heading deeper into the forest around De Chima.
Come and say hi.
--
[OOC: For plotting, feel free to privately message this account, or contact me at
De Chima Park
And the latter was why he was currently in the park, attempting to get them under control. It wasn't working very well and he was now surrounded by swirls of thick green smoke which were likely wafting in Adam's direction. It didn't smell like anything was on fire. In fact, the smoke was odorless but it was as if a heavy green fog of it was drifting in. Muffled swearing could be heard nearby from the direction of the thickest part of the smoke.
Re: De Chima Park
"Come on, Bubsy." He tugs carefully at the leash, as Dog watches them.
Adam goes to say something else, but his train of thinking is interrupted by the growing green smoke. He looks around, immediately wondering if this is some sort of usual strange happening, before the swearing catches his attention.
Considering it for a moment, he picks Bubsy up in his arms and glances down at Dog, before carefully approaching the smoke.
"Hello?" He calls out. "Is someone there?"
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Within the smoke, he makes some gestures in an attempt to disperse the thick fog and then hisses under his breath:
"Go away."
Thinner tendrils of smoke wrap around him now as he's revealed - looking rather ordinary and unremarkable otherwise. He's wearing a green sweater and blue jeans - his strikingly gaudy suit nowhere in sight.
He looks somewhat relieved as if the smoke had followed his verbal instruction and then his gaze finds Adam.
"Hey..."
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"Are you alright?" A pause. "What was all that smoke for?"
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He doesn't notice at first but his own tension causes bright green energy to now appear and wrap around his arms as if he was a neon sign just being lit up.
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“Testing what?”
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But he didn't really want to admit such issues or insecurities aloud. He looks down, seeing the glow and raises his hands suddenly as if he'd been stung and was startled. The energy vanishes again and he sighs.
"I... Flight for one," he finally answers. "Like... so...."
And more testing. He cautiously waves his hand toward the ground. A swirl of the green smoke appears around his feet. Another gesture and now he's rising; hovering in the air about a foot above the earth.
Internally, he's relieved. It does work if he properly concentrates.
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He’s far more focused on the powers, really. The boy smiles a bit, watching him lift off the ground.
“Looks like you got it, though. You haven’t tried using your powers before?”
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"I use them all the time. But not like this... You see, usually I'm wearing a suit - a superhero suit. It powers and guides and focuses the energy." He'd taken to that new reality very quickly six months ago. It felt right in the suit - even if the suit itself could be annoyingly uncomfortable at times. But now... he didn't need it. Maybe it would be easier... but he had to learn without it. At the very least he was now less vulnerable to surprise attacks.
"It's ... just taking some getting used to to focus without wearing the suit."
But he is still hovering quite steadily now.
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"Do you just need practice then?"
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"It's just a matter of--"
But he doesn't finish the sentence. As he casually raises his hand, a sudden green bolt of powerful energy erupts from his palm and hits a nearby tree, cleaving the trunk into two smoking halves.
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After a pause, he finally comments: “ Yeah, looks like you might need to keep trying.” A beat. “That was brilliant, though.”