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Hiro Hamada (浜田飛呂) ([personal profile] microbrobotics) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2015-03-25 05:21 pm
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AGE PLOT SHENANIGANS

WHO: Everyone and anyone!
WHERE: De Chima, various
WHEN: Around 6 PM EST, March 25th
WHAT: Age plot kickoff!
WARNINGS: Cuteness.

[ LET'S GET THIS PARTY OFFICIALLY STARTED! Opening events so we don't do too much comm flooding (although people are welcome to make their own posts for the event). You're welcome to toplevel with your character if you'd like to have them show up somewhere else for this plot.

Current toplevels:
Spring Festival in a De Chima city park
De Chima #1
De Chima #1, later (Minato)

The age plot will run from March 25th through Sunday, March 29th. More deets available at the plotting post. ]
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[personal profile] moded 2015-03-27 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah.

[He says it easily enough, holding the leaf up to the sky and watching the sun filter through it, eyes widening slightly at the sight of it.]

We don't have stuff like this back home. [He glances back towards the tiny, silver-haired kid. He's still frowning, but it's thoughtful now.] I guess you do, huh?
resipiscent: ([fac event] bitty → whoa)

[personal profile] resipiscent 2015-03-27 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[He nods, moving to stand closer to Bart and see what it is that he's seeing. It is pretty, he's got to admit.]

Sort of. Leaves, yeah, not that particular kind, though. But trees in general, sure. ... What's your world like?

[Because he's never asked, really. He's got enough sense to know that talking about it isn't something most people want to do -- everyone is homesick enough, he's sure. But this Bart is different than the one he usually is, and Riku's brain has lost just enough of its adult-earned thought-to-tongue filter that he isn't shy of asking.]
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[personal profile] moded 2015-03-27 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Not this.

[He stops, letting his eyes drift across the park in front of them, the people still moving around - some panicked, some curious, some pissed off - and then out further to buildings that are in tact and lived-in, to cars moving across streets, and then up further to the sky and the small wisps of clouds floating by.]

We don't have trees. [He shifts, drawing his knees up and looping his arms around them, feeling suddenly small in this new, overwhelming world.] Or grass. It's just rock and ash-- from the skies, too. It rains ash and it's always grey.

[Which is why this place is-- well. It's mindblowing, really.]
resipiscent: ([fac event] bitty → but then i...)

[personal profile] resipiscent 2015-03-29 11:37 am (UTC)(link)
[He crouches too, hands on his knees, to listen. Poor Bart. He never realized what a hellhole he came from. And how did this Bart turn into the one he knows? He can't imagine.]

... Well, you're here now. You don't have to go back there. So take your time, okay?