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maskormenacelogs2016-11-13 11:01 pm
sidecars) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-11-13 11:01 pm
Entry tags:
- † daryl dixon | the angel,
- † dorian gray | n/a,
- † elliot alderson | mr robot,
- † flynn scifo | n/a,
- † haen hithiel | chatterbug,
- † jacob taylor | the protector,
- † kyle conlen | red hot,
- † magicman | n/a,
- † mako mori | n/a,
- † motoko kusanagi | the major,
- † richie foley | gear,
- † rita mordio | n/a,
- † skeets | n/a,
- † thaddeus 'rusty' venture | doc,
- † yuichiro hyakuya | n/a
I Wish I Had a Castle in the Sky ( OPEN )
WHO: Everyone!
WHERE: All over America
WHEN: Nov. 14th-24th
WHAT: The Cosmic Cube is creating multiple realities for all the imPorts. Where are these "universes" coming from and who is wielding it? Are you strong enough to withstand the temptation of a new reality and thwart this misguided attempt at happiness?
WARNINGS: N/A
Hey, Davis! Did you move anything? I've got that Barnes kid's stuff logged. [ He has a digital tablet propped up on a clean, steel table full of plastic bags and baskets filled the different paraphernalia. It's rather reminiscent to an experience in the American security line at the airport. One such basket belongs to James Buchanan Barnes. ] Think something's missing. Says six item's logged, but only—Davis?
[ The man was right there a second ago, wasn't he? Looking around there's no signs John Davis had been there at all, except for in his memory. Shit, has he been talking to himself this whole time? Well, it isn't anything important. The string bean isn't going to miss one dumb little paperweight or whatever it was.
Little does he know just how powerful it is... ]
[ John spares no time or energy leaving Cap Canaveral. He doesn't even put up his cleaning cart before he's zipping through security at the blink of an eye. People've been calling him crazy for so long it's isolated him from the regular rhythm of society, but it's all been worth it for this chance. He will be a hero finally, just like the rest of the imPorts he idolizes. People will start to think twice about him and everyone else with powers. They will have the rights they need to protect this country and keep the Commies out.
This is the energy driving him to hold a dangerous item in his possession. He doesn't know a whole lot about it, only what he's gleaned from gossip rags and conspiracy theory websites. But it's worth the chance to find himself in prison, or worse. In the security of his lonely little apartment he holds the Cube in his hands as it pours out tremendous power. Without words it becomes in tune with his inner self and his wishes. It feeds off of it to create something more than itself. In his world imPorts will have just what they want, whatever it is, however contradictory.
But in truth, what good can come out of a thief too wrapped up in his own fantasies? That is no hero, and John cannot truly control the power he is playing with. As it feeds, the air around him turns hot—too hot to even breath. It's like the oxygen is burning up before it reaches his lungs. The world around him begins to fade as he holds on for dear life, but in the end his consciousness is snuffed out; a small sacrifice for a new world. ]
WHERE: All over America
WHEN: Nov. 14th-24th
WHAT: The Cosmic Cube is creating multiple realities for all the imPorts. Where are these "universes" coming from and who is wielding it? Are you strong enough to withstand the temptation of a new reality and thwart this misguided attempt at happiness?
WARNINGS: N/A
Hey, Davis! Did you move anything? I've got that Barnes kid's stuff logged. [ He has a digital tablet propped up on a clean, steel table full of plastic bags and baskets filled the different paraphernalia. It's rather reminiscent to an experience in the American security line at the airport. One such basket belongs to James Buchanan Barnes. ] Think something's missing. Says six item's logged, but only—Davis?
[ The man was right there a second ago, wasn't he? Looking around there's no signs John Davis had been there at all, except for in his memory. Shit, has he been talking to himself this whole time? Well, it isn't anything important. The string bean isn't going to miss one dumb little paperweight or whatever it was.
Little does he know just how powerful it is... ]
[ John spares no time or energy leaving Cap Canaveral. He doesn't even put up his cleaning cart before he's zipping through security at the blink of an eye. People've been calling him crazy for so long it's isolated him from the regular rhythm of society, but it's all been worth it for this chance. He will be a hero finally, just like the rest of the imPorts he idolizes. People will start to think twice about him and everyone else with powers. They will have the rights they need to protect this country and keep the Commies out.
This is the energy driving him to hold a dangerous item in his possession. He doesn't know a whole lot about it, only what he's gleaned from gossip rags and conspiracy theory websites. But it's worth the chance to find himself in prison, or worse. In the security of his lonely little apartment he holds the Cube in his hands as it pours out tremendous power. Without words it becomes in tune with his inner self and his wishes. It feeds off of it to create something more than itself. In his world imPorts will have just what they want, whatever it is, however contradictory.
But in truth, what good can come out of a thief too wrapped up in his own fantasies? That is no hero, and John cannot truly control the power he is playing with. As it feeds, the air around him turns hot—too hot to even breath. It's like the oxygen is burning up before it reaches his lungs. The world around him begins to fade as he holds on for dear life, but in the end his consciousness is snuffed out; a small sacrifice for a new world. ]
so is Yuu <3
[Speaking of letting your guard down, Akane and one of the younger boys gathers up all the leaves they can carry. Safely out of Mika's field of vision, they quietly begin to creep up on them. One step. Two step. It's hard because the leaves beneath their feet crackle ever so often as they walk, but it seems like Mika's focus is entirely on their conversation.]
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[Only, that last is muffled as he attempts to sit up some and gets his face buried in Mika's shirt, thus also not noticing the others sneaking up on them. Oblivious to what is coming, both of them distracted by the other as they are.]
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[What can he say, it's easy to get distracted when Yuu's acting like he does. Mika laughs gently, looking down at him.
That is all Akane and her little accomplice needs, and they descend on the boys with a delighted battle cry. Mika sits up in shock, letting go of Yuu's wrist in the process. Red and yellow and brown leaves rain down on them until they're both halfway covered by them.]
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[He kind of does though. Mika pinning him on his back since the day they met all those years ago right from the start.
Still, he gives a squawk of surprise at the sudden downpour of leaves, using the chance when Mika releases his hand to try bat some of them away from his face at least. Probably not so successfully. Some are also probably in his mop of hair too.]
Akane!
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We'll get you for that!
[The little boy squeals in joy at the new game. Grinning brightly, Mika offers Yuu his hand.]
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[Okay, so Yuu isn't really near so riled up as he might act to put on a show for the kids. But he does shake some leaves from his hair before reaching to take Mika's hand. Before then getting back to his feet to start chasing after them with him.
He's not even quite thinking as far ahead as to what to do when he does catch up yet.]
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Though it does only 'rile' him up, in getting Yuu pouncing and catching the youngest perpetrator. And getting 'revenge' by proceeding to tickle his stomach.]
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But it doesn't last long before he relents, pulling back and straightening to sit up properly, shaking his head at the younger boy as he makes to finish ensuring there are no stray leaves in his hair. Looking up to Akane and Mika with a lopsided grin.]