maskormenacelogs | [OPEN] Settling In

WHO: Lan Jingyi and OTA :)
WHERE: Maurtia Falls #006 & Elsewhere
WHEN: The Month of February
WHAT: Jingyi's got people to meet and places to go.
WARNINGS: Will update as needed.

Moving In
(Open to Jingyi's new roommates. :))
Jingyi is not used to the architecture of this strange new world and he's thrown a little by the townhouse he is apparently living in for the foreseeable future. Still, he is meant to stay here, and so he finds his way inside to the bottom floor and then simply...stops. He underestimated how different this would be.

Taking everything in with wide eyes, he finds himself observed by someone...not in robes and a headband, so he can tell very little about them. Immediately, a smile springs to his face. "Hello! Do you live here as well?"

Chicken Dance
The chicken costume is very large and very warm, though the overcast days in Maurtia mean that this is not an entirely bad thing. Still, he encourages people to go to eat chicken by standing on a corner of two streets and flapping his arms at them. It is very much not dignified, and Jingyi takes a well-deserved break from flapping at people to sit outside the back of ChickenYEET! and take off his head. The breeze is very nice, and in chasing it, he has made it so that he is not very well hidden.

Unfortunately, the breeze also has a mind of its own. His chicken head is caught by a sudden gust and flies its way out of the alley. All that is left is for Jingyi to chase after it. "Hey, come back!"

[ooc: poke me and I'll whip up a custom starter. :)]

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[The punch rocks Jingyi...perhaps slightly less than might be expected? He is strangely solid despite a face that looks like he's only just reached adulthood. His chicken-legs are gangly-looking, but he shuffles the ugly felt feet and rebalances easily--if somewhat ungracefully. The feet are completely ridiculous.

Jingyi decides he likes this person immediately. His smile does not dim.]

That is not a proper choice, but you are right. I do not think I would have chosen anything like this if I was given a chance. I did not even know that this was a job that someone could have.

[He gets a glazed look for a moment, then coughs, looking this person up and down once more.]

But, they give me meals, so I cannot complain too loudly. Are you also...a mascot?

[ Magnus snorts. ]

A mascot? Nah. Not me. When I got here, they told me I was a private investigator. A private investigator! Me!

[ Magnus gestures down at himself, furred and scarred and massive as he is. Even without his physical stature, his general personality suggests a force of nature that isn't easily ignored. ]

I quit after I got spotted sneaking in some bushes. I dunno what the fuck they were thinking. No, I'm a pro wrestler now. You know you can find other work, right?

[Jingyi looks him up and down, and nods his agreement.]

You are very much too large to be very sneaky. You look like you could throw someone very far with your bare hands.

[He wrinkles his nose.]

I have been told I can change, but I am not sure what I could do yet. And I do like that they give me chicken. Where I come from it is not something I am allowed to have often. But--you say you are a pro wrestler? What does that mean?

Well spotted! I can throw someone very far with my bare hands. It's one of my many skills. And something that comes in handy with the wrestling gig.

[ Magnus hadn't known what wrestling was at first either. Not the way it is here. Boy, did he ever learn his lesson when he threw a real punch and was swiftly and strictly corrected. ]

It's like, uh -- they got plays where you're from? We make stories. Good and evil. First it's story, and then we fight. We put on a good show.

[ He scratches at his chin. ]

And it buys me a lot of chicken.

[Jingyi perks up even more--if that were possible--at Magnus' words.]

A play that ends in fighting?

[This sounds perhaps like the best thing that Jingyi has ever heard of. He tilts his head at Magnus and narrows his eyes, considering.

Then he nods.]

That means you are an actor of a sort? Are you very good? I would like to see one of these wrestling plays.

[Ooc: Hello! It is has been MANY MONTHS, but! I'd be up for continuing and/or also doing a new thread! I love Magnus and even tho I dropped off the planet for last month, I'd very much enjoy continuing to rp with you. :D]

I'm one of the best they've got! [ Magnus says, thumping one fist to his chest. ] It's more about the physical feats than the acting which, uh, as you can probably see, I'm no slouch at.

[ Being big and muscular doesn't actually have much bearing one one's athletic prowess beyond lifting weights - though Magnus' musculature is less on the bodybuilding side; he's got the sort of power that comes with a thick ribbon of fat around his middle - but at the very least, he's got confidence! ]

You should come by! I get free tickets every show. I can hook you up. Pretty sure most of the people I usually invite are sick of watching 'em by now.

You do not look like a slouch at all, but does that mean it is a real fight? Or a fight that is part of the play? Does being able to throw someone help you win for real?

[Jingyi cannot help but be curious. He could probably throw someone.

Also, it is very difficult to argue with free. Then come the questions as Jingyi shifts his chicken head to under his other arm. Tilts his head.]

Oh, yes, tickets! It this very popular? How do you practice this kind of thing? Where would I go? Can I bring a friend?

We're pretty popular, if I do say so myself. And I do! That's the whole point of it!

[ Magnus fishes around in his pocket for his wallet, then produces a business card advertising the wrestling team he's a part of. There's plenty of information there - including their website which will link to the broadcasts they're a part of - and Magnus hands it over. ]

Here. Give 'em a call, tell 'em that Magnus sent you. And bring a friend! I'll see you there.

[Accepting the card, Jingyi offers Magnus a bright grin.]

Sure!

[He then tilts head and turns, looking back toward the alley he had come from and huffs out a small breath.]

Ah. I should be getting back. Could I, ah...have my head back?

[He pointed with one feather-covered hand.]

[OPEN] Settling In

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no worries! I'm game to continue this, but if you want to do something new, feel free to hmu :>

Mmk! Let's finish this out and then pick up something new!

o7!!

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