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maskormenacelogs2015-10-08 07:15 pm
cicatrize) wrote in maskormenacelogs2015-10-08 07:15 pm
[OPEN]
WHO: Jack Benjamin and YOU!
WHERE: Around Maurtia Falls and Heropa
WHEN: Month of October
WHAT: Shopping, snooping around government buildings, beach, and a general catch-all for any other meet ups people want to do. Also using it as a catch-all yolo.
WARNINGS: Language? That's about it.
[A] MAURTIA FALLS; EXPLORATION/SHOPPING
[ Maurtia Falls, Jack decides, is honest in a way that he likes. Not like Shiloh, that wants to think having God's Chosen resided in their tax dollar rich palace makes the rest of the city as shining and flawless as the concept of divine favor is, and ignores all that goes on in the shadows and behind closed doors. Just leeching. He doesn't stick out as an imPort, but a few manage to catch it. A few that, after seeing the casual shrug Jack had shot them and their obviously shady dealings, decided to smile and toss him a wink in appreciation for minding his own damn business. Aw. What congenial people. Jack can be found wandering the streets, mostly minding himself, stepping into shops, blowing the stipend he'd been issued from the government upon entry on shiny things, but maybe also exploring that underground side of things.
It's a part of city life he could never really get too close to at home - not like this, without a hood pulled up or a car with dark tinted windows and the cover of deep night. He's curious. Just curious. For now. ]
[B] HEROPA; SNOOPING IN GOVERNMENT BUILDINGS/LIBRARY
[ okay so first of all - who the shit is the president of the united states and when the fuck did nations become coorporations? that's what you get presidents from, right? heads of cooporations? CEOs? since when did capitalism slam it's way through to the top of government and who allowed it?
someone like william cross, probably. so, honestly, it isn't that surprising. jack, being from a world that hasn't even breathed the word 'democracy', yet held most of the modernizations in culture and economics as this one, is spending a lot of his time in both the library at heropa and the actual government buildings he can use his 'assistant for imPort public relations' pass to get into. he can be found searching around for materials to catch himself up on his new sovereign's way of ruling, or perhaps at whatever central help desk he can find at either place, giving a coy tilt of his head and spark of charm to the man or woman trying to assist him. ]
What, no pamphlets, cute little fact cards? Democracy For Dummies? [ which is fucking insulting but a large part of what too up the nonfiction informative section of the collection. jack sighs, and mutters lower, as he glances out towards the building at large, turning his head away from the man/woman at the help desk. ] Democracy for Monarchs?
[C] HEROPA; BEACH YO
[ and, of course, jack's not going his first week on vacation without hitting the ridiculously lovely beaches on the Florida coast. that's just criminal. shiloh was always so grey and dull and cold half the year, and heading to the beach at all, as crown prince to the globe's most influential nation, meant a few million cameras in his face.
here, all it means is the occasional passerby blocking his sun, and probably some sunburns (have you seen him? he is pale as the moon ok). jack's not likely to be doing a whole hell of a lot on the beach - lying out, maybe reading, probably texting, probably drinking, definitely turning red on his shoulders and neck - but his imPort tattoo will be visible enough for anyone to spot, and any beach balls that come bouncing his way will be giving a casual swat back from whence they came, with a hand waved in dismissal at whatever apologies might follow them. splashing or sand getting kicked on his person, however, will be less kindly met. ]
[D] WILDCARD;
[[ idk, hit me, bros. if there was an idea you had that wouldn't fit into any of these, feel free to slap a prompt in the comments, or shoot me a pp at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
wuzzafuzzle, or a pm to this journal /o/
[[ooc; PS, Jack's powers include Charm Speak, so if I could get you guys to check out his permissions page for that, that'd be badass. Thanks! ]]
WHERE: Around Maurtia Falls and Heropa
WHEN: Month of October
WHAT: Shopping, snooping around government buildings, beach, and a general catch-all for any other meet ups people want to do. Also using it as a catch-all yolo.
WARNINGS: Language? That's about it.
[A] MAURTIA FALLS; EXPLORATION/SHOPPING
[ Maurtia Falls, Jack decides, is honest in a way that he likes. Not like Shiloh, that wants to think having God's Chosen resided in their tax dollar rich palace makes the rest of the city as shining and flawless as the concept of divine favor is, and ignores all that goes on in the shadows and behind closed doors. Just leeching. He doesn't stick out as an imPort, but a few manage to catch it. A few that, after seeing the casual shrug Jack had shot them and their obviously shady dealings, decided to smile and toss him a wink in appreciation for minding his own damn business. Aw. What congenial people. Jack can be found wandering the streets, mostly minding himself, stepping into shops, blowing the stipend he'd been issued from the government upon entry on shiny things, but maybe also exploring that underground side of things.
It's a part of city life he could never really get too close to at home - not like this, without a hood pulled up or a car with dark tinted windows and the cover of deep night. He's curious. Just curious. For now. ]
[B] HEROPA; SNOOPING IN GOVERNMENT BUILDINGS/LIBRARY
[ okay so first of all - who the shit is the president of the united states and when the fuck did nations become coorporations? that's what you get presidents from, right? heads of cooporations? CEOs? since when did capitalism slam it's way through to the top of government and who allowed it?
someone like william cross, probably. so, honestly, it isn't that surprising. jack, being from a world that hasn't even breathed the word 'democracy', yet held most of the modernizations in culture and economics as this one, is spending a lot of his time in both the library at heropa and the actual government buildings he can use his 'assistant for imPort public relations' pass to get into. he can be found searching around for materials to catch himself up on his new sovereign's way of ruling, or perhaps at whatever central help desk he can find at either place, giving a coy tilt of his head and spark of charm to the man or woman trying to assist him. ]
What, no pamphlets, cute little fact cards? Democracy For Dummies? [ which is fucking insulting but a large part of what too up the nonfiction informative section of the collection. jack sighs, and mutters lower, as he glances out towards the building at large, turning his head away from the man/woman at the help desk. ] Democracy for Monarchs?
[C] HEROPA; BEACH YO
[ and, of course, jack's not going his first week on vacation without hitting the ridiculously lovely beaches on the Florida coast. that's just criminal. shiloh was always so grey and dull and cold half the year, and heading to the beach at all, as crown prince to the globe's most influential nation, meant a few million cameras in his face.
here, all it means is the occasional passerby blocking his sun, and probably some sunburns (have you seen him? he is pale as the moon ok). jack's not likely to be doing a whole hell of a lot on the beach - lying out, maybe reading, probably texting, probably drinking, definitely turning red on his shoulders and neck - but his imPort tattoo will be visible enough for anyone to spot, and any beach balls that come bouncing his way will be giving a casual swat back from whence they came, with a hand waved in dismissal at whatever apologies might follow them. splashing or sand getting kicked on his person, however, will be less kindly met. ]
[D] WILDCARD;
[[ idk, hit me, bros. if there was an idea you had that wouldn't fit into any of these, feel free to slap a prompt in the comments, or shoot me a pp at
[[ooc; PS, Jack's powers include Charm Speak, so if I could get you guys to check out his permissions page for that, that'd be badass. Thanks! ]]
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If there's anything the stranger might catch behind Toby's eyes, it's deadness. Because Toby has been undead over two-hundred sixty years, and had permanently put himself to rest thirty years ago. At least, it seemed like he was completely done for, but Dorian had made a contract to bring back his heart's desire. As such, Toby has returned, but not truly to life. No, he probably would never be alive in that sense, never again.
He doesn't bother commenting on the stranger's words, saves his breath rather than arguing about who David is or what the stranger's relationship is with him. Instead, Toby simply files the information away, not knowing if he'll learn anything more than that. He undoubtedly sees the man's bitterness at some sort of betrayal, but there's more to that relationship than meets the eye. Maybe David is someone like Ivar. But that's hardly any of Toby's business, and he doesn't care so long as the man leaves him and Dorian in peace.
So he takes Dorian's hand and gives it a squeeze before also heading to exit the grocery.]
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What matters is that they get this sorted out.
As Toby squeezes his hand, Dorian can't help but give the other man a small, comforting smile. He knows this is stupid. They both know this is stupid. But they'll plow through this bullshit and they'll sort everything out. It's got to be that way, after all.
He sets the basket down as the three head out of the store, Dorian glaring daggers at the back of Jack's head. Because really, this is all ridiculous. This isn't David, he doesn't know why this man would think Toby's David, and he's just too damn stubborn to accept the truth.
As they exit and leave the store, Dorian's free hand goes up to his neck as he starts to fumble with buttons, attempting to undo the top few, getting this out of the way now so they could simply go ahead and prove this annoyance wrong. ]