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maskormenacelogs2015-11-20 04:33 pm
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Entry tags:
- !event log,
- adam parrish | n/a,
- kang | n/a,
- † akito/agito wanijima | fang king,
- † anastasya griffin | the necromancer,
- † athos | n/a,
- † atomic robo | n/a,
- † barnaby brooks jr. | n/a,
- † billy kaplan | wiccan,
- † bucky barnes | winter soldier,
- † cassandra wayne | batman,
- † cindy moon | silk,
- † clary fray | shadowhunter,
- † commander shepard | blasto,
- † d'artagnan | n/a,
- † daisy johnson | quake,
- † dick grayson | nightwing,
- † dipper pines | n/a,
- † dorian gray | n/a,
- † duncan jackson | heimdall,
- † ellie langford | n/a,
- † ford pines | n/a,
- † francis urquhart | n/a,
- † gaby teller | chop shop,
- † grey | n/a,
- † hartley rathaway | the pied piper,
- † hazel lockwood | n/a,
- † helena | n/a,
- † hinami fueguchi | n/a,
- † inuyasha | inuyasha,
- † james jesse | the trickster,
- † jesse pinkman | diesel,
- † john watson | n/a,
- † jonathan joestar | n/a,
- † kaneda shotaro | n/a,
- † karen starr | power girl,
- † kotetsu t. kaburagi | wild tiger,
- † lucy pevensie | the valiant,
- † luke castellan | n/a,
- † mabel pines | n/a,
- † magicman | n/a,
- † manolo sanchez | n/a,
- † max caulfield | n/a,
- † maya fey | the pink princess,
- † michael jon carter | booster gold,
- † miles edgeworth | n/a,
- † naruto uzumaki | n/a,
- † nicolas demidov | seeking snow,
- † normie osborn | n/a,
- † pacifica northwest | n/a,
- † perry the platypus | agent p,
- † qubit | n/a,
- † raina | n/a,
- † reggie mantle | n/a,
- † richard gansey | raven king,
- † rick grimes | n/a,
- † sabriel | abhorsen,
- † saint walker | n/a,
- † samara | the justicar,
- † sasha blouse | n/a,
- † satya wallace | n/a,
- † skull man | dcn-036,
- † ted kord | blue beetle ii,
- † teddie | n/a,
- † the (twelfth) doctor | n/a,
- † tobias matthews | n/a,
- † touka kirishima | rabbit,
- † yuri petrov | lunatic
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:
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.
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.
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Talk shit after you win, fucker!
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--I was sayin' you run fast for a normal person, stupid!
[ He says as he quickly gets to his feet, not even bothering to dust his face or his knees off before he's sprinting off after her again. ]
An' that's cheatin', yknow!!
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[DID YOU THINK SHE'D BE SORRY NARUTO because the key to this stuff is just owning the shit out of it.
Hazel knows that he's going to be pissy and working hard to catch up after this, but she can't resist throwing a jaunty little backwards wave at him before putting her full focus back into running. it's more fuel onto the fire, but damn does it feel good.]
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He laughs as the clones poof back into nothingness, and give him that extra little boost he'd been missing as their power returns to him once more. ]
How about that, huh?!
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[if this seems a little generous of Hazel to warn him of her nullification abilities, don't worry; she's hoping that after her previous display of dishonesty he'll refuse to buy it and try to do something even flashier in order to close that last bit of distance between them and pull ahead. that's when she'll slam the null field down.
this is hilariously strategic for a simple race between strangers, but Hazel is just too competitive to give up like that. any asshole who can duplicate himself deserves it, anyway.]
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He frowns and he calls out to her -- ] Whaddya mean turn it off? [ -- as he runs just behind her, scowling in his confusion but barely out of breath despite the effort they're both exherting. ]
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[she twists just a enough to flap a hand dismissively at him, tone making it abundantly clear that this should be obvious. whether or not that's something Hazel actually believes is a mystery unto itself - but it probably doesn't matter in terms of how this race is going to play it.]
Like, "you can't fucking do that anymore" kind of turn it off! You know?
[he doesn't. that's exactly why she's asking again.]
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[ He scowls, picking up the pace so that when he comes into step beside her his disbelieving scowl is entirely on show. It was probably more like she intended to just turn that one jutsu off, but now she's kind of got an opening to the root of the tree and... welp, Naruto is a fool. ]
How're you gonna do that???
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[to be fair, Hazel has seemingly made a living off of preying on fools and general stupidity. as soon as Naruto falls into place at her side, she slams on her nullification powers - there's no warning, no change in the air, just a sudden lack of abilities in her general vicinity.
not exactly the best for accompanying dramatic exclamations like that, but she doesn't mind; watching him (probably) fall flat on his face more than makes up for it.]
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Oiy! [ He cries with a mouth full of dirt. ] What'd ya do?! Did ya turn off just my chakra, or did ya-- Kyuubey can't get out now, can he?! [ He yells like she'll have any idea who Kyuubey is or what he can/can't do like this. He's scrambling to his feet and though his movement is kind of sluggish, his determination pushes him onward. Kyuubey's chakra is entirely separate to his own, after all... if she's turned off his ability to wield chakra then that's fine, but if she's turned his chakra off at the source... Then the only source he has left is the big negative-energy monster living inside him, and Kyuubey doesn't need Naruto to use his power. ]
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[she doesn't even turn around to look at him as she shouts that, sprinting forward with her arms thrust into the air triumphantly. you'd think she'd won the entire race from the way she was laughing.
thankfully for everyone, while they won't be any fancy ninja tricks within twenty meters of Hazel there also won't be any sudden appearances of giant angry fox demons. it's probably for the best like that.]