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mask or menace mods ([personal profile] maskormods) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2015-11-20 04:33 pm
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OH, SUGAR, SHE'S REFINED ALWAYS NORMAL PRICED

WHO: imPorts!
WHERE: De Chima, Virginia.
WHEN: November 20th, 4:00 - 10:00 PM.
WHAT: Registration in motion, with a little baking on the side!
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be changed. OOC sign-ups for good deeds and the thankfulness wall can be found HERE.



When imPorts walk into the Swear-In, they will be confronted with a rather homey sight, despite the fact that they were requested to wear semi-formal clothing. All along the hall are long tables set up in front of the stage, and each place at the table is already set up with plates and cutlery, as well as familiar American Thanksgiving iconography such as cornucopias and decorative squash and pumpkins. At each place setting there is a sealed envelope. Once opened, imPorts will discover that children's drawings are inside, and while some of them are drawings of Thanksgiving and families, others are drawings of famous imPorts that the children had seen around town. On the back of each drawing is the child's name and age, a sweet addition to tug at the heartstrings.

Across the stage, a banner reading PAY IT FORWARD is hung. Once everyone is seated - or is at least standing by the sidelines in a quiet manner - a man in a well-tailored suit and a gleaming white smile steps up to the podium, tapping on the microphone twice as a sound check before clearing his throat. He's a man in his mid-30s, with brushed brown hair and a pleasant, handsome face to go with his sonorous voice. His speech is as follows:

"Good afternoon, imPorts, friends, family, and all of the above! I realize that we're a few days shy of Thanksgiving, but hopefully you'll forgive us for getting into the spirit a little early. Here in America, we treasure Thanksgiving because we have an awful lot to be thankful for. Just take a look outside; all around, you'll see neighbour helping neighbour. We take care of our own.

We are in difficult times, but that has not impacted the American spirit! No, more than that, such difficult times are what makes us stronger. It is up to us not only to show how strong our forces are, but how strong our hearts are as well. To that end, I ask each and every one of you to look outside of yourselves today, and to show the world what good, kind people Americans are, everything that the Russians are not. We are not built on military force alone, but in the goodness on our homefront, in gestures as small as volunteering at the local food shelter, or helping an elderly neighbour mow the lawn.

To that end, my friends, I urge you to do good this Thanksgiving, and to help your neighbours and friends. I have faith in your ability to do so. Thank you, and eat well! God bless you all."


With a winning smile to the cameras at the back of the room, the man steps off the podium, and the festivities begin.

Each imPort will find themselves served with traditional American Thanksgiving fare, complete with vegetarian options with a helpful waitstaff hovering around, refilling glasses and making sure that no plates go empty for long. Today of all days, select people from the non-imPort population have been invited to break bread with the imPorts, but there's no hostility to be found; they have been chosen for their unerring etiquette, though there are a few beaming children from the Granted Dreams Foundation present, quick with questions at every turn.

At the back of the room are a collection of tables. Paying it forward may be a concept that is occasionally restricted to buying coffee or helping neighbours, but for all of the less outgoing imPorts, there are a list of charities that need volunteers in the upcoming weeks: soup kitchens, English teachers, animal shelters and more are eagerly represented.

On the eastern wall of the room is a small banner that reads: I'M THANKFUL FOR... Underneath it is a small table with post-it notes and pens in a variety of colours on it, and all attendees are encouraged to write down what it is that they're thankful for, though there's certainly nothing stopping them from causing a little mischief. The contents of the notes will be listed HERE.

For all of those that tire of the endless good cheer and food and want to do a little work of their own, there's a hallway that leads to a huge room with several kitchens inside. At each workstation there are ingredients and recipes for an assortment of cookies from chocolate chip cookies for the novices to tuiles for the more senior bakers. A note on each recipe lets the bakers know that the cookies they bake will be packaged up and shipped off to charity... but surely, nobody will notice if imPorts sneak a taste or two of their own hard work.
superposition: ((walk between worlds))

[personal profile] superposition 2015-12-05 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[To be fair, Qubit ignored the dress code, too - although in his case, his entire wardrobe is semi-formal to begin with, so whatever. But he's working tonight, as he's done at every Swear-In since the massacre in August. His distaste for the events is slowly growing the more of them he attends, but he's not here to push a political agenda, he's here to keep people from getting hurt, and that's what he's going to do.

Most of the hard work is already done - cameras, electronic countermeasures, perimeter defenses, etc. set up in advance - so tonight he gets to kick back and relax, by which I of course mean prowl the venue and keep an eye out for unusual activity or suspicious persons.

And hey! Here's a suspicious person right now. He takes notice of Ford partway through the event, and while it's not initially cause for alarm - he's not the only one who showed up underdressed, and he's not covered in blood or anything, at least - his odd behavior earns Qubit's attention. Scoping exits, glaring at the other guests, checking his pocket as if he's got something hidden there... like, for instance, a firearm, or for all he knows a pocket-sized doomsday device? Yeah, that's not cool.

Feel like someone's watching you, Mr. Pines? Yeah, that's cause someone is. And before long, he decides to approach. Businesslike, but not adversarial.]


Can I help you find something?
deciphered: The ice cream, not the amusing Dipper nickname. (I'm real jacked up on Dippin' Dots.)

[personal profile] deciphered 2015-12-05 10:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Ford doesn't answer immediately, leaning in unconsciously as he checks Qubit's eyes for any of the obvious signs. The colour is normal. The pupils... well, they seem close enough. Easier to check with a flashlight, but that kind of insistence tends to cause a scene. Satisfied enough, he steps back, eyes back on the crowd almost immediately. There was a test, and Qubit passed. The rest of them haven't.]

I doubt you'd be able to.
superposition: ((you're not the boss of me))

[personal profile] superposition 2015-12-05 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Qubit leans back slightly for the inspection. Personal space, mate. What was that about...?

But yeah that exact combination of words is a good way to rustle his jimmies. Don't u tell him what he can and can't do, mister. He folds his arms.]


Try me.
deciphered: Then yeah you are not equipped for any conflicts. (I'm talking EMOTIONALLY.)

[personal profile] deciphered 2015-12-08 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
[The corner of Ford's mouth twists down at the insistence, but he doesn't give up his search. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. No visible signs, no behaviour unusual enough to be noticeable. But for all he knows, he's hiding here. For all he knows, he isn't. Finally, he turns to answer, not quite managing to keep the impatience out of his voice.]

If I had a concrete description to give you, I would. I only have my own suspicions to go on, and they may very well be incorrect.
superposition: (But now you know the truth about me)

[personal profile] superposition 2015-12-29 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[All right, that sounds like a bit of a red flag. Granted, this guy's not entirely unsuspicious himself, but it's his job to identify and look into anything that could threaten the attendees. Soooo time to pull the authority card.]

Look, I'll be straight with you here. My name's Qubit. I'm asking you all this because I'm running security for this event. We've had a history of people targeting them for terrorist attacks, so if you think someone here may be plotting something, I'd like to know all you can tell me about it.