burnseternal: (saint smiley)
burnseternal ([personal profile] burnseternal) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2016-03-08 08:23 pm

OPEN

WHO: Saint Walker and YOU.
WHERE: In every Porter City to make sure imPorts of every city have access to some good old fashioned meditation!
WHEN: Throughout March.
WHAT: As per this post, Saint Walker is offering meditation lessons -- people tagging in needn't respond to that post to participate, however. All of my starters will be geared towards meditation classes, but if you want to play out anything else, feel free to PM me or PP me at feygasm!
WARNINGS: None anticipated.



A: HEROPA

[Heropa is, in truth, where Saint Walker prefers to give his lessons. Not because he lives there - to commute between cities is but a trifling thing - but because it features a quiet, peaceful beach ideal for meditation. While it's possible to meditate no matter the locale, it's always easier for beginners to have nothing but the sounds of nature and Saint Walker's harp to distract them from their task.

Saint Walker is easy enough to spot on the beach, as blue and alien as he is, but even if he goes unnoticed, he's got an eye out for any of his potential students coming towards him. He floats in mid-air, legs crossed and hands resting gently on his knees as he surveys his surroundings.

Even if you're not here for meditation classes, there's certainly no harm in saying hello.]


B: NONAH/MAURTIA FALLS/DE CHIMA

[In the absence of a nearby beach in the remaining Porter cities, Saint Walker has located nearby forests for meditation purposes. It may not be as sunny and warm as Heropa, but the air is clean and fresh, and Saint Walker knows that there's a small river - more of a creek, really - not so far away that they may use to their advantage. To prevent others from getting lost, he lingers at the entrance of the forest, hands wrapped around a thermos of green tea he had made at home, large enough to provide cups for anyone who may decide to attend his lessons.]

C: WILDCARD

[Want to do anything else? Go to the library? To a cafe? Catch him flying about town, or playing his instrument publicly? Just let me know, and I'll be happy to write a starter for you, or respond to one made for me!]
helpline: (~jazz hands~)

[personal profile] helpline 2016-04-06 02:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The Doctor matches that laugh with a grin of his own. ]

The problem with my poor decisions is that some of them are made with rushed intentions. Best intentions are great, rushed intentions make people worry.
helpline: (a little bit smarmy)

[personal profile] helpline 2016-04-06 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Look at these old hippies hanging out on a beach and talking shop. ]

I'd put a bit more weight on emotion, though. It's easy to think yourself in a circle—I've found it's harder to feel yourself in a circle.
helpline: (smiling time!)

[personal profile] helpline 2016-04-07 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Yet another reason why we get along so well, [ the Doctor responds, with a grin. He's another one that's firmly on Team Emotion. ]

Besides, logic changes with worlds and with dimensions. Emotion always sticks.
helpline: (for fuck's sake)

[personal profile] helpline 2016-04-08 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
Well, it all depends. Something like the Land of Fiction has vastly different rules from our universe.

[ the Land of Fiction is exactly what you think it is. ]
helpline: (i vote we should poke it)

[personal profile] helpline 2016-04-08 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
And surely you know me well enough to know that I like just giving the names of places. [ Namedropping things always has and probably always will be a bad habit of the Doctor's. ]

It was a pocket dimension, run on the rules of fiction and on the brainpower of an author.
helpline: (for fuck's sake)

[personal profile] helpline 2016-04-09 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
Poof goes the dimension.

[ the 1960s were really weird, okay? ]
helpline: (~jazz hands~)

[personal profile] helpline 2016-04-09 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, don't worry about that! We took him with us, shoved him in the TARDIS as the dimension started to collapse.
helpline: (for fuck's sake)

[personal profile] helpline 2016-04-10 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not entirely sure. It was all rather confusing and we met Gulliver and then Rapunzel and I've tried to go back there a couple of times but kept on getting redirected and I just don't know.
helpline: (for fuck's sake)

[personal profile] helpline 2016-04-10 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ again, the 1960s were fucking weird for everybody all around. ]

Considering I can't do anything in this dimension, that's probably for the best.