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maskormenacelogs2016-01-29 01:46 pm
maskormods) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-01-29 01:46 pm
Entry tags:
- !event log,
- bart allen | kid flash,
- conner kent | superboy,
- fuu hououji | zephyr,
- jaime reyes | blue beetle,
- tadashi hamada | n/a,
- † agent texas | n/a,
- † alison hendrix | n/a,
- † barnaby brooks jr. | n/a,
- † bucky barnes | winter soldier,
- † carl grimes | n/a,
- † cisco ramon | vibe,
- † clara oswald | n/a,
- † cosima niehaus | n/a,
- † dave strider | knight of time,
- † dick grayson | nightwing,
- † dipper pines | n/a,
- † elsa brandt | the fabricator,
- † euphemia li britannia | n/a,
- † felix dawkins | n/a,
- † gaby teller | chop shop,
- † george o'malley | n/a,
- † glitch | n/a,
- † gogo tomago | n/a,
- † gregor vorbarra | greg vorthys,
- † grey | n/a,
- † hinami fueguchi | n/a,
- † jesse pinkman | diesel,
- † kaneda shotaro | n/a,
- † karen starr | power girl,
- † ken amada | n/a,
- † kururu sumeragi | pledge queen,
- † lucifer | n/a,
- † mabel pines | n/a,
- † magicman | n/a,
- † mathieu carver | shadow,
- † max caulfield | n/a,
- † maya fey | the pink princess,
- † mewtwo | n/a,
- † miles vorkosigan | admiral naismith,
- † naruto uzumaki | n/a,
- † newton geiszler | n/a,
- † normie osborn | n/a,
- † pacifica northwest | n/a,
- † perry the platypus | agent p,
- † richard gansey | raven king,
- † riku | darkeater,
- † ripley | n/a,
- † sabriel | abhorsen,
- † sarah manning | n/a,
- † sasha blouse | n/a,
- † shinjiro aragaki | n/a,
- † tetsuo shima | n/a,
- † the iron bull | the iron dragon,
- † wally west | kid flash,
- † yayoi nakayama | roaring queen
HOW DOES A RAGTAG VOLUNTEER ARMY IN NEED OF A SHOWER...
WHO: Kidnapped imPorts and their rescuers!
WHERE: A submarine off the coast of Antarctica.
WHEN: January 29th.
WHAT: Kidnapped imPorts have their powers turned on as LACKEY is rendered defunct, and take control of their own fate! In the meantime, their rescue crew is hot on their tail, ready to free them from their underwater prison.
WARNINGS: Mentions of gore and cannibalism; probable violence and death. Please let us know if this needs to be changed! Got any questions? Ask them HERE!
It is January 29th, DAY NINE of the imPorts' kidnappings. Conditions remain mostly the same, but it would not be any surprise if it were to seem worse to the kidnapped imPorts, particularly if their spirits have begun to flag. Their accommodations are just as cramped as they started out as, and without any access to outside life or common luxuries, being stir crazy is the least of their worries. Any food that was not shoved through the slot on the door has been left out in the heat of their bodies to rot, and their washroom circumstances certainly haven't improved over the week.
And to make matters worse, there has been a cannibal -- one or more -- within their midst. Some kidnapped imPorts may have noticed body parts being unceremoniously shoved through the food slot, only to be devoured by Ken Kaneki. Needless to say, these aren't circumstances that anyone wishes to prolong.
Luckily for the imPorts, they'll notice something odd. LACKEY's voice, no matter who it was talking to, will suddenly begin to sputter unnaturally to a halt... and in a sudden surge, each and every imPort will find their powers returning. Just beyond their door are 45 guards inside of the submarine they are trapped in, but with over fifty powered imPorts more than capable of simply ripping the door off of its frames, it's a much less daunting prospect. What will you do from here? Will you kill them, or will you attempt to salvage their lives, though they made no attempts to salvage yours?
Regardless of your actions, help is on the way! The intrepid RESCUERS are en route to the imPorts' location, and not long after their powers have been turned on, they will be reunited, taken care of, and will finally see the sun once more.
Remember, you may play out out all stages of the direct rescue process in this log, including before and after freedom has been achieved!
Once the imPorts have been brought back to the Antarctic Base, they will be instructed to wait for American planes stocked with medical professionals to touch down on Antarctic soil. ImPorts' wounds will be tended to, and they will be flown directly back to their homes, where they will be given further medical care as needed. If they are in possession - or are friends with those in possession of - teleportation or transportation powers, they are free to make their own way home as well! The planes are simply there out of consideration for everyone who will need a more traditional way home.
WHERE: A submarine off the coast of Antarctica.
WHEN: January 29th.
WHAT: Kidnapped imPorts have their powers turned on as LACKEY is rendered defunct, and take control of their own fate! In the meantime, their rescue crew is hot on their tail, ready to free them from their underwater prison.
WARNINGS: Mentions of gore and cannibalism; probable violence and death. Please let us know if this needs to be changed! Got any questions? Ask them HERE!
It is January 29th, DAY NINE of the imPorts' kidnappings. Conditions remain mostly the same, but it would not be any surprise if it were to seem worse to the kidnapped imPorts, particularly if their spirits have begun to flag. Their accommodations are just as cramped as they started out as, and without any access to outside life or common luxuries, being stir crazy is the least of their worries. Any food that was not shoved through the slot on the door has been left out in the heat of their bodies to rot, and their washroom circumstances certainly haven't improved over the week.
And to make matters worse, there has been a cannibal -- one or more -- within their midst. Some kidnapped imPorts may have noticed body parts being unceremoniously shoved through the food slot, only to be devoured by Ken Kaneki. Needless to say, these aren't circumstances that anyone wishes to prolong.
Luckily for the imPorts, they'll notice something odd. LACKEY's voice, no matter who it was talking to, will suddenly begin to sputter unnaturally to a halt... and in a sudden surge, each and every imPort will find their powers returning. Just beyond their door are 45 guards inside of the submarine they are trapped in, but with over fifty powered imPorts more than capable of simply ripping the door off of its frames, it's a much less daunting prospect. What will you do from here? Will you kill them, or will you attempt to salvage their lives, though they made no attempts to salvage yours?
Regardless of your actions, help is on the way! The intrepid RESCUERS are en route to the imPorts' location, and not long after their powers have been turned on, they will be reunited, taken care of, and will finally see the sun once more.
Remember, you may play out out all stages of the direct rescue process in this log, including before and after freedom has been achieved!
Once the imPorts have been brought back to the Antarctic Base, they will be instructed to wait for American planes stocked with medical professionals to touch down on Antarctic soil. ImPorts' wounds will be tended to, and they will be flown directly back to their homes, where they will be given further medical care as needed. If they are in possession - or are friends with those in possession of - teleportation or transportation powers, they are free to make their own way home as well! The planes are simply there out of consideration for everyone who will need a more traditional way home.
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He has the grace to look chagrined in the face of the accusations, but shakes his head against them]
I couldn't reach you, Newton. It was a choice between lying awake or working until I was forced to sleep. You cannot tell me you would have fared much better in my position.
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[ Are they coming up on the elevator yet? Newt spares a glance behind him to check...and derails his train of thought. He makes a couple futile gestures.]
...I don't know how to deal with you being worried over me, dude. I didn't...really know how to deal with it then, before we got here, and I don't now. You shouldn't-- I mean.
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[It's all he can manage to contest before the man's tangent takes on an entirely different context and leaves him feeling rather lost.
He jabs the elevator button just shy of Newton's arm as the man backs up into the wall, then sets it down in front of him and fixes Newton with a hard stare]
What exactly is it you need to 'deal with', Newton? I worry about you because I care for you, and that's nothing particularly difficult to interpret! You've known since.. at least since you drifted with Mutavore's brain. I don't understand what could possibly be vexing you when this is far from the first time I've expressed concern over your well-being.
[He steps closer, invading Newton's personal space and crowding him against the wall]
But if you're attempting to tell me I shouldn't care for you, you're going to need to provide an extremely compelling argument for that.
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Except he won't. Trapped in an elevator with an upset Hermann is a worse prospect. Newt looks down, bites his lip, fiddles with his glasses, and looks up at Hermann and begins to babble... It starts slowly enough, but the longer it goes on, the more it builds, until he's working himself up, fueled his own hysteria and losing his train of thought.]
No, I want you to care for me, I-- [His face contorts as he tries to find the words he does want.] I--I realize I'd be a hypocrite if I said you shouldn't because that would be a rehash of August all over again and we don't want that, right? God, I don't want that again, even if the make-up was great and now we could have make-up sex and all, but you know... I just don't know how to handle it, okay? Not the sex, the--THIS. I don't! Being away from it was fine. I knew you were worried, but it was different and it's not that I-- It scares the CRAP out of me, Hermann. It scares the crap out of me that I'm the one that caused you--that this last week and a half was--that it was ME you were looking for. I was so PROUD and-and so fucking vain that my amazing, brilliant...that YOU were looking for ME. But it SCARES me, Hermann. It still scares the crap out of me that this is what we've become and it's not even the-the Drift, because like you said, evidence shows it was starting well before we actually Drifted together and it was showing well, WELL before we started doing, being, were-- The fact is, the inertia of our relationship was headed along this vector for a long time...!
[His smile is small, scared, hopefully, pleading: you get it, don't you?]
We've been at this stage for so long, I know, and I just haven't had the chance to think about it--you know? From my end, okay? Mutavore is a poor example because when was I going to think about it? What time did I have? And then there was Crane and that was--you...--but now it's different and it's YOU and I don't [He exhales, huff h-huff, in a couple of almost manic, almost-laughs. Newt knows he's utterly failed to express what he wanted to say.] --I don't know. I've known I was fucked for a while, but I didn't think you were too.
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He follows the repeated points with varying levels of success- that Newton's scared, and it alarms him how often it's repeated, as though his partner's woken from a nightmare and in need of a comfort he's never been good at offering (perhaps it's not far off).
There's a lot of focus on Hermann himself in some conjunction with Newton. The trajectory of their relationship- their dependency on one another? Hermann maintains a silent stare until the elevator doors open. He follows Newton in, jabs for the lobby, and settles back against the rail to watch Newton. Now likely isn't the best time to reveal his more vulnerable thoughts during the man's capture.]
Is it the inescapable nature of our connection that frightens you? That we may never again be entirely our own individuals- or that we're vulnerable apart? Because if it's the latter, you'll better understand why I insist on the drift being known to few.
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Yeah. I know. [He crosses his arms over his chest and shifts about, weight shifting from one foot to the other]
And option a and option b are not really that different, okay? Either way says we can't live without each other--either way shows we're vulnerable to someone using that against us--or us using that against us. I guess, really...what it comes down to though...? Watching you work yourself to death because the world is at stake? That I can--I can deal with that. But for me? I don't know, Hermann. I don't know that I want to know I have that much power over someone. I'm afraid of how it could be used. I'm afraid I'm gonna abuse it, or really, that maybe I already am.
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Did you enjoy being yourself?]
You're important to me, Newton. That is something that won't change no matter what we are to one another. The drift already comes with its own downfalls, I don't believe it's likely that either of us are going to intentionally exploit those aspects.
[The elevator doors open, but Hermann doesn't move for them just yet, instead returning his gaze to Newton]
Newton.. you have been nothing but kind to me.
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He feels obligated to be contrary.]
...Not 'nothing but' ...it's recent development.
Come on. [He sticks his hand in the door to keep it from closing and tips his head, indicating they should get out of here.] You know, we gotta get in a taxi to go home anyway, we might as well just have the big life-changing emotional outburst there and not induct elevators into our relationship hall of fame.
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But Hermann nods and follows Newton out of the elevator, a ghost of a smile twitching at his lips]
I'm not building up to a life-changing emotional outburst. [He sort of is, but he's not certain he'll actually say anything. He's already broken down in the back of a taxi once and that's plenty enough for one lifetime]
But I will insist we don't induct our car. ..Whenever that happens, of course.
[The world seems rather against giving him a good few months to work on it]
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Oh no, we're inducting our car. If anything has to be inducted into a relationship hall of fame, we are so totally inducting our--your? When was it our car? I thought you were building it--I mean, I guess I kind of recall offering to pay for gas or something ages ago, but--...okay.
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Hermann starts, caught out and getting ahead of himself without realizing. He adjusts his hold on the laptop]
Well-- yes, I am building it and likely driving it with more frequency, but I expect you'll be along with me much more often than not. I've already decided to program your preferences into the AI and of course, you'll have all permissions for operational and emergency functions..
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They used to joke about being misinterpreted as married. But their lives haven't been their own for a while now and they'd accepted that. But this was more than just accepting, right? This isn't just...hearing what he wants to hear, right?
He feels like he'll always want to be real and always doubt it is.]
You'd risk giving me the keys to your car? I am touched, Hermann. Honored. I promise to drive carefully.
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He lets Newton get the door outside and it feels like he hasn't breathed fresh air for days. Reminds him of the odd trips outside the Shatterdome after being locked in the lab for long stretches of time.]
Hm, you'd better. Now if only we could have peace for long enough to start working on it in earnest, that would be much appreciated.
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[Newt stops just outside the doors of Starktech and looks up at the sky, out at the landscaping, at the cars and the birds and the city and the bustle of life. He had started to take it for granted again--peace, life, the world untarnished by Kaiju. Nine days with just a cell and other captives is a good reminder of how quickly life-as-you-know-it can disappear. He remembers vividly, holding Hermann after Mako vanished, the terrible, horrible feeling of 'at least they didn't take Hermann from me' and the realization that Hermann is life-as-Newt-knows-it.]
Come on, Herm. Let's go home.