Ted Kord | Blue Beetle II (
deadkord) wrote in
maskormenacelogs2016-05-02 02:43 pm
When you're alive they won't care what you said
WHO: Deceased Masks and Menaces.
WHERE: A bowling alley in Heropa
WHEN: Some evening in May
WHAT: Bowling for dead guys! As advertised here. Feel free to make your own top levels and tag around as you please!
WARNINGS: Gallows humor and glow-bowling.
The address from the Network ad leads to a Heropa-local ten-pin bowling alley. A print out of the ad, complete with clip-art of tombstones and bowling balls, is taped to each door at the front of the business.
Inside, the owner of the alley excitedly greets any imPort who comes in, assuring them they're playing for free, and renting them only the best shoes he has in stock. Someone's hoping to make bank on all these dead imPorts buying beer and fried food.
There's a banner with tombstones on either end reading "AFTERLIFE BOWLING LEAGUE" hanging over a few alleys. Clearly that's where the party is at.
WHERE: A bowling alley in Heropa
WHEN: Some evening in May
WHAT: Bowling for dead guys! As advertised here. Feel free to make your own top levels and tag around as you please!
WARNINGS: Gallows humor and glow-bowling.
The address from the Network ad leads to a Heropa-local ten-pin bowling alley. A print out of the ad, complete with clip-art of tombstones and bowling balls, is taped to each door at the front of the business.
Inside, the owner of the alley excitedly greets any imPort who comes in, assuring them they're playing for free, and renting them only the best shoes he has in stock. Someone's hoping to make bank on all these dead imPorts buying beer and fried food.
There's a banner with tombstones on either end reading "AFTERLIFE BOWLING LEAGUE" hanging over a few alleys. Clearly that's where the party is at.

Ted Kord | Yell at this loser for organizing this thing
If approached by a new arrival, he's all smiles, despite what one might think would be a depressing gathering. ]
Hey! Glad you could make it.
no subject
Uh, thanks. I guess. I don't think we've met?
no subject
[ He holds his hand out for a handshake to introduce himself alongside, even though his bowling shirt has his first name embroidered on it already. ]
Ted Kord.
no subject
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
So, it's a bit of a surprise to see him here, among the openly dead. ]
Hey. It's Ted, right? I suppose I hadn't realized you're...well, you know. [ You never know, people can be really sensitive about their deaths. ]
no subject
Supposed to be pushing up daisies?
no subject
That's the one. [ Whatever that phrase even means. ] I don't suppose most of us come with signs that exactly advertise it! Maybe we should start wearing little pins, shaped like...what are those. The stones they put on corpse plots.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
Thanks for hosting! This is a really great idea.
no subject
I wish I could take more credit for it than I already am. Someone mentioned a bowling league for us types back when I first got Ported in.
no subject
[She holds out her hand to shake his.]
I'm Aerith. If I'm any good at bowling, I'll join the league permanently!
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
But it's depressing. And he's been pretty depressed. And he's not sure if he's up to treating it with the kind of humour demonstrated here.
Everyone seems to be having fun, though, so eventually he crosses over to them, sits down on a bench, feeling awkward as hell, and changes his shoes. Looks up and tries to figure out who he should approach about getting in on a game, who looks easy to talk to. This whole 'making new friends' thing has never been really easy for Eddie, and at least at home he'd met more people at his job and had Iris' friends to hang out with.
It almost catches him off-guard when someone says hi to him, and he jerks his chin up with his eyes wide, startled, like he was caught doing something wrong.]
Uh. Hi.
no subject
Ted Kord. You look like a man who actually knows how to bowl.
no subject
Thanks, and yeah. [A little laugh.] I know my way around an alley. Did you set this whole thing up?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
Rikki Barnes
Unfortunately for everyone else, that means she's had practice and she's actually pretty good at this. Rikki gets her first strike of the event and immediately spins around to high-five the nearest person. "Hah! I haven't lost my touch."
no subject
"Suppose it's my turn, then."
She'd managed to find a nice pale green ball, she knew they had an immediate affinity. The connection between user and ball was apparently important, the two being in synch would help them to accomplish the common goal. So, she step up to the line, draws her arm back, and releases it into the lane.
It swerves right into the gutter.
no subject
...She tried?
no subject
She stops breathing, heading back up to the lane. Trying to mimic Rikki's throw, she lets the ball go again. This time it gets to the end before dropping into the gutter, taking three pins with it. She comes back to the booth, looking satisfied with her meager achievement.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
Chloe Price
Still, she found her feet heading in that direction without really giving it much though, and was pushing her way inside, tucking an unlit cigarette behind her ear as she scanned the room. Hmm. Between Max being so busy and Sarah being a wreck, her evening plans weren't great and...
Well, there were worse ways to spend an evening. Probably.
So she'll give whoever happens to look her way first a little half-wave. "Hey. This the dead people support group?"
Needed more chairs in a circle.
Kanaya Maryam
It just makes her wonder how bad a fit she may be for this group, as she's not really sure if any of them are really undead like her, only formerly dead. That doesn't mean she can't try to make it work, at least this time. She sets Ashiah's basket down, rocking it with her knee, then takes a seat and stares at the shoes a little longer. ]
Do I really have to wear these?
no subject
[Surprise roommate!
Aerith's never been bowling before, or even heard of it, but she did google it first. It seemed fun and easy enough, and she'd gladly give it a shot if it meant meeting other imPorts like herself.
... Granted, she didn't expect Kanaya to be one of them.]
no subject
[ Kanaya lets out a disgruntled groan, slipping off her flats to work the required footwear on. She hadn't expected Aerith to be here, either, but tonight's proving to be full of surprises. ]
So, uh. Is this your first time doing this? [ Bowling or socially identifying herself as dead, either one. ]
no subject
[Obnoxious florescent: the true taste of Midgar. She's got a soft spot. Or she's had one since coming here.]
Yeah, it is. I don't think we had anything like this where I'm from.
[Or did they? The Gold Saucer surely would have had a game like this there if it existed. But...]
If they did, I wasn't alive long enough to find out about it.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
Aerith Gainsborough
This is a great chance to make her friends here, and she's not gonna pass it up.
... Even if she is a terrible bowler.
But, hey, it's her first time. Maybe help her out?]
no subject
So he walks right up with a smile on his face.]
Hey. Have you ever done this before?
[It's the polite version of 'you look like you need a crash course in bowling.']
no subject
[Every ball she throws goes right to the gutter. It's getting a little upsetting for her. Aerith's not particularly the competitive type, but this much failure is starting to get on her nerves.]
We don't have this game where I'm from.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)