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maskormenacelogs2014-01-15 06:03 pm
maskormods) wrote in maskormenacelogs2014-01-15 06:03 pm
Entry tags:
- !event log,
- danger | n/a,
- mackenzie "kenzi" malikov | n/a,
- ruka | n/a,
- † april ludgate | janet snakehole,
- † bane | bane,
- † edward nygma | the riddler,
- † eridan ampora | prince of hope,
- † felicia hardy | the black cat,
- † frank castle | the punisher,
- † frederick chilton | chief of staff!!,
- † gilbert nightray | n/a,
- † karen starr | power girl,
- † karkat vantas | knight of blood,
- † kate kane | batwoman,
- † kirei kotomine | the overseer,
- † lillian crawley-jeffries | diamond lil,
- † mitchell hundred | the great machine,
- † n/a | hooded justice,
- † norman osborn | the green goblin,
- † peter parker | spider-man,
- † renee montoya | n/a,
- † rick bradbury | n/a,
- † rin tohsaka | n/a,
- † rose lalonde | seer of light,
- † troy barnes | childish tycoon,
- † yako katsuragi | miss detective
Everybody wants to rule the world
WHO: YOU.
WHERE: Downtown Cape Canaveral
WHEN: Wednesday January 15th, around 5 PM EST
WHAT: Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; let us know if this should be edited.
WHERE: Downtown Cape Canaveral
WHEN: Wednesday January 15th, around 5 PM EST
WHAT: Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; let us know if this should be edited.
- Cape Canaveral. It's no longer the heat of the day and in January the temperatures will be livable; not too hot and not too cold, either. A pleasant change from the City, perhaps. The sun is on its way to setting but the last light of the day still fills the sky, bursting the city into color. The air smells like ocean.
The locals are friendly and smile and wave, looking on at you in awe. They'll approach if you ask for help, or a question, but they don't want to interfere, either; if you want to be left alone you probably will be. American flags can be seen in many windows and restaurants are rolling out their dinner menus. There's no parade, no big banners, but many storefronts have handmade signs and posters that read:
The woman at the Porter told you what to expect: You know what your tattoo means, you've been given your file, and you know in a few hours they're going to be here to answer more of your questions and see if you'll stand with them or if you'll go off on your own. "It's your decision," one of them had said, but you were already told what you get if you agree and what you don't if you don't. After that's done, she told you, you'll be driven to your new homes.
In the meantime, enjoy the area, or try to. It may not be what you're used to, but after the apocalypse even Florida might seem like an improvement.
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She was doomed.
So, with that finality resting on her shoulders, she did the only thing a person could do. She watched the crowd for another moment, then imitated the Welcome, import! smile. And struck out in the crowd. If these people didn't know how stupid the were being, she was going to show them. Not by dealing with the reality of what had happened, of course. God forbid. But, rather, by being even worse than they were.
"Golly and garters, what a welcome."
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Troy's more than a little confused, and not ha-ha-whatever-I-can-laugh-about-it confused. He was bordering on the panic attack he's not sure he's ever had. Having the apocalypse pulled out from under your feet somehow makes the whole thing even worse, especially with the lack of familiar faces immediately nearby. But he'd just seen one dip into the crowd, and he jogged to catch up with April before moving to catch her by the arm.
The good news is that his cat, along for the ride, is a lot less riled up about this than he is.
"April, geez. Are you okay? I'm really-- Ugh. Have you seen Abed?"
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And, in what may possibly be only a source of more confusion for the poor guy, April threw one arm around his shoulders in a quick, but totally did happen, half-hug. Mindful of the cat, of course. Because she has no idea how many people had actually made it out of the City. And maybe she was glad he was one of them.
"No. No boyfriend sighting."
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"I don't get it," he muttered, tilting his head up to try and see over the surrounding people, down the street, into shop windows... "Is it just another world? Like before? One more time?"
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Triplet. Whatever. April didn't even know. She was just along for the ride, not some kind of hero here to save it.
"I don't like Florida."
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The heat and overly joyous welcomes and other greetings Gil faces aren't any help. He's exhausted and having to socialize with eager strangers makes him all the more stressed. He steps backwards, trying to politely decline a child's insistence they take a photo together.
He steps on April's foot and then accidentally bumps her as he tries to turn around to see who it is. ]
A... April?
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Ugh.
But that is still why, rather than starting off with an insane rant at Gill for stumbling all over her, her first reaction is just to grab one of his arms with both hands and let out a soft breath. Another survivor. Even her if faint smile is totally contrasted by her actual reply.]
Jerk.
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Finally, he snaps out of his stupor. ]
I — [ A heavy sigh of relief. With her hands on him, it's more than enough proof for him. ] Sorry about your foot.
Are you alright?
[ He surveys her from where he stands, but he asks anyway. ]
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[It was a reflex answer for the guy asking it, but she would stand by the reply. It wasn't like they were going to have a deep conversation or anything stupid like that after surviving the end of the world.]
Where's your girlfriend?
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Some of the locals are offering a free meal for imPorts. They're surprisingly kind —
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I don't have a girlfriend!
[ Why couldn't the end of the world have changed her?! ]
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Figuratively, anyway.]
The blond.
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His hair can't deal with this Floridian weather either; it curls around the ends and the rest of it poofs out in this sweltering heat. ]
Sharon is not my...!
[ She's physically a young girl, after all. No one knows Sharon is only a couple of years younger than Gil.
He deflates quickly, however. He's worried. ]
I don't know. We got separated before arriving here, I think...
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[She readjusted her grip on his arm, sliding into a classic 'arm in arm stroll' pose. It was a new world. And it wasn't like she had anything else to do but sob in a corner at the moment.]
What does she like?
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[ He continues to blush and her next question gets him riled up again. ]
Take this more seriously!
What if Sharon didn't make it over? What if... [ He trails off momentarily, a lump snagging his throat. ] What if she's still back in the City? There was barely anything left of it...
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[She frowned over at him- or up at him, more accurately, considering how close they were standing.]
She's a kid. She'll find things she likes. And go there. So. What does she like?
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[ He unconsciously rubs at his neck, his scarf tied tightly around it despite how hot it is. He swallows. ]
She... [ Isn't a kid, but he can't say that. ] She's not the type to wander in a situation like this.
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[All said with utter seriousness. She didn't even need her fake severe voice for this one. She was fairly convinced that last part was utterly true.]
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[ Because he will certainly cry hearing whatever dirty thoughts she has on the mind.
He thinks hard for a moment, trying to determine where Sharon would go in a place like this. ]
Does this place have its own City Hall?
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[Sh scowled over at one of those flags as they went. This place took patriotism to a new, terrifying level. It made her skin itch.]
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[ He knows patriotism when he sees it, but it's still jarring. ]
Do you recognize this place?
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[That this city didn't exist in the 'real world' wasn't in her data banks. Florida geography was pretty low on her priority list no matter what the dimension.]
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[ Shockingly, he knows what Disney is. He's seen their ads and merchandise all over the City. ]
The state of Florida, yes?
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Mm. So. They sent us to Hell, I guess. But we're closer to my ancestral land now.
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