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maskormenacelogs2016-03-27 10:34 pm
helladoomed) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-03-27 10:34 pm
It's us. Yes we're back again.
WHO: Fourteen year old Chloe Price and YOU!
WHERE: All over the place.
WHEN: During the pull point plot!
WHAT: Kid!Chloe just makin' her way in the world.
WARNINGS: She still has a little bit of a potty mouth oops.
A. At the apartment
[Once Chloe and Sarah had determined that George was not some kind of kidnapping serial-pervert, Chloe could be found at times back at the apartment, just...trying to piece together the things in her room that were somehow 'hers.' She could see a resemblance in the pictures on the wall now, her but...older? With way cooler hair but so hard around the eyes. And sad.]
[She tried not to think about it too much. Instead she watched a lot of television, or went through her clothes, or just...killed time.]
B. Exploring
[Wearing the too-big-for-her blazer over her t-shirt and jeans (a plain t-shirt and non-ripped jeans, in fact) Chloe was out and about in the world, just kind of...experiencing everything. Staring at flying cars, watching news reports through store windows, listening to people talking about the war. The cold war, what the hell man?]
[She could be found in any of the four porter cities, just walking around, with an expression a little bit too close to 'tourist' for her own good, really. But everything was just so cool!]
C. Powers
[So, they had superpowers. And Chloe had found out she could create butterflies which was silly but also kind of amazing! Which was what she was trying to do, somewhere out of the way but not trying to keep herself hidden really.]
[Unfortunately, she was only succeeding about half the time...the other half she was making, well, gross things. Cigarettes and joints, which were slowly gathering in a pile by her feet.]
Come on.
[She muttered to herself as she made another joint and tossed it at the pile.]
D. Wildcard
[Any other ideas, meetings, anything we talked about elsewhere, here's the place for it!]
WHERE: All over the place.
WHEN: During the pull point plot!
WHAT: Kid!Chloe just makin' her way in the world.
WARNINGS: She still has a little bit of a potty mouth oops.
A. At the apartment
[Once Chloe and Sarah had determined that George was not some kind of kidnapping serial-pervert, Chloe could be found at times back at the apartment, just...trying to piece together the things in her room that were somehow 'hers.' She could see a resemblance in the pictures on the wall now, her but...older? With way cooler hair but so hard around the eyes. And sad.]
[She tried not to think about it too much. Instead she watched a lot of television, or went through her clothes, or just...killed time.]
B. Exploring
[Wearing the too-big-for-her blazer over her t-shirt and jeans (a plain t-shirt and non-ripped jeans, in fact) Chloe was out and about in the world, just kind of...experiencing everything. Staring at flying cars, watching news reports through store windows, listening to people talking about the war. The cold war, what the hell man?]
[She could be found in any of the four porter cities, just walking around, with an expression a little bit too close to 'tourist' for her own good, really. But everything was just so cool!]
C. Powers
[So, they had superpowers. And Chloe had found out she could create butterflies which was silly but also kind of amazing! Which was what she was trying to do, somewhere out of the way but not trying to keep herself hidden really.]
[Unfortunately, she was only succeeding about half the time...the other half she was making, well, gross things. Cigarettes and joints, which were slowly gathering in a pile by her feet.]
Come on.
[She muttered to herself as she made another joint and tossed it at the pile.]
D. Wildcard
[Any other ideas, meetings, anything we talked about elsewhere, here's the place for it!]
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That whole other world thing I guess.
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Oh, god. I didn't even think about my mom.
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It sounded crazy but so does everything else.
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I kind of like mine. I make butterflies.
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[Well that was alarming.]
Lemmie see.
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[He reaches into his pocket, and pulls out his wallet. Credit card, driver's license, picture of his wife... Ah, an old receipt. He takes it between his fingers, and then pauses. When he dissolved his bagel this morning, it was an accident. How is he supposed to do it on-]
I don't really-
[Oh. Whoops. There it goes. The white dust floats down onto his hand.]
Well. There you have it.
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That could be crazy dangerous huh?
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