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Mask or Menace | MODERATORS ([personal profile] maskormods) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2014-01-15 06:03 pm

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.

    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:

    Welcome, imPorts! We love you!


    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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[personal profile] nitidus 2014-01-23 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, but I won't be moving." She offers a bright, sardonic smile and slouches down in her seat. She gets comfy; crosses one leg over the other and regards him with a calculated stare. After a moment, she waves a waiter over, orders a jug of water and then: "They do say the cockroaches will survive any apocalypse. Congratulations on being the first to confirm the face."

She wishes he were at least ten times more disheveled. Sometimes life is just not fair.

"Also, you are presently giving a whole new dimension to sulking. I'm actually very impressed. Are you going to eat that?"