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exsiliumlogs2013-11-09 04:24 pm
crocodilesmiles) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-11-09 04:24 pm
Entry tags:
- #plot post,
- abbey bominable (monster high),
- armin arlert (attack on titan),
- asbel lhant (tales of graces),
- aurican (dragonlance),
- caesar saladberg (suikoden iii),
- carol (baccano!),
- caspian (narnia),
- christopher de red (baccano!),
- collette "please" (animorphs),
- dick grayson (dc comics),
- ellie (the last of us),
- francœur (a monster in paris),
- ico "von viking" (ico: citm),
- jaime reyes (dc comics),
- jesse pinkman (breaking bad),
- kaede kaburagi (tiger & bunny),
- kang (dragonlance),
- kate "candy" kane (dc comics),
- koujaku (dramatical murder),
- lloyd irving (tales of symphonia),
- mahdi clare (original),
- mike ehrmantraut (breaking bad),
- nathan summers (marvel 616),
- peter rumancek (hemlock grove),
- saul goodman (breaking bad),
- sheryl nome (macross frontier),
- skyler white (breaking bad),
- soldier blue (toward the terra)
( open ) happy moonsgiving, everyone! (forward dated to 11/15)
Date & Time: All Day, November 15th, 3313
Location: Focused centrally on the Moon Base Cafeteria.
Characters: Any and all!
Summary: It's a feast on the moon under the guise of being a new sort of Thanksgiving! Food, drink, merriment, food comas... lend a helping hand, fill a few plates of goodies, and meet friends new and old!
Warnings: None right now. Please PM this account should anything go beyond a "my grandmother is also reading this and that is okay" level of appropriate.
Notes: Tag in action or prose, and please specify a time of day, location, or activity your character is participating in! (Set-up, the feast, clean up, etc.) Feel free to offer multiple prompts, as your heart desires! Also, Collette is asking for people to write something they're thankful for on butchers paper on the wall before getting their first plate of food. This is 100% optional!
In the morning, the setting up begins. It's hard to say what's a morning versus what isn't on the moon, but using the lighting system as a sort of guide, those who offered to help set up the feast or continue on with the cooking will all be there bright and early.
After things are cleaned, the cooking continues on while further set up of plateware and silverware and hard to break glasses are left to those helping hands with a mind for arrangement details. The whole of one section has been converted into a sort of buffet-style lineup, waiting for the dishes to be complete and set at ready. All varieties of the usual dietary fare have been offered, some in greater quantities than others.
Then comes the time where people stopping by or trickling in aren't just turned around or co-opted into assisting; it's feast time, though not before an announcement that each person getting a plate of food must write at least one thing they're thankful for on a large sheet of butcher paper taped up to the wall. There's a variety of colored markers and pens provided, from someone's personal (and eclectic) collection. It's a soft price to pay for free food and plenty of it!
When the feasting has wound down, so begins the clean up. Tired, drunk, well fed, over fed, or simply content, people will be shuffled out or dragged into helping turn the cafeteria back into working, normal form. What decorations were added will need collecting (or stealing), plates and dishes and cooking implements and pots and pans will need washing, and floors a good sweeping and waterless mopping before things are all back in order. Leftovers, if there are any, will need to be placed in sealable containers and put into refrigeration.
And then, blissfully unaware of anything impending on the horizon, to bed, or different haunts, for the night.
Location: Focused centrally on the Moon Base Cafeteria.
Characters: Any and all!
Summary: It's a feast on the moon under the guise of being a new sort of Thanksgiving! Food, drink, merriment, food comas... lend a helping hand, fill a few plates of goodies, and meet friends new and old!
Warnings: None right now. Please PM this account should anything go beyond a "my grandmother is also reading this and that is okay" level of appropriate.
Notes: Tag in action or prose, and please specify a time of day, location, or activity your character is participating in! (Set-up, the feast, clean up, etc.) Feel free to offer multiple prompts, as your heart desires! Also, Collette is asking for people to write something they're thankful for on butchers paper on the wall before getting their first plate of food. This is 100% optional!
In the morning, the setting up begins. It's hard to say what's a morning versus what isn't on the moon, but using the lighting system as a sort of guide, those who offered to help set up the feast or continue on with the cooking will all be there bright and early.
After things are cleaned, the cooking continues on while further set up of plateware and silverware and hard to break glasses are left to those helping hands with a mind for arrangement details. The whole of one section has been converted into a sort of buffet-style lineup, waiting for the dishes to be complete and set at ready. All varieties of the usual dietary fare have been offered, some in greater quantities than others.
Then comes the time where people stopping by or trickling in aren't just turned around or co-opted into assisting; it's feast time, though not before an announcement that each person getting a plate of food must write at least one thing they're thankful for on a large sheet of butcher paper taped up to the wall. There's a variety of colored markers and pens provided, from someone's personal (and eclectic) collection. It's a soft price to pay for free food and plenty of it!
When the feasting has wound down, so begins the clean up. Tired, drunk, well fed, over fed, or simply content, people will be shuffled out or dragged into helping turn the cafeteria back into working, normal form. What decorations were added will need collecting (or stealing), plates and dishes and cooking implements and pots and pans will need washing, and floors a good sweeping and waterless mopping before things are all back in order. Leftovers, if there are any, will need to be placed in sealable containers and put into refrigeration.
And then, blissfully unaware of anything impending on the horizon, to bed, or different haunts, for the night.
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But it makes her snort now, and she nods, stretching her fingers out and reaching down to her wheels. )
To the West Wing!
( She used to live in the East. )
well my tags turned stupid fast
To the--
[wait
squint]
When did you move?
hahaha welcome to the cool thread club of silliness
( She says, one hand coming up to cover another yawn as she coasts along. )
After the you know whats.
( Zomb...ies.................... )
more like best rpers club
What happened?
[She's pretty sure Dick is still in the same room, so it's not like it got damaged.]
we get bow ties and everything
( For everyone else's sake more than hers -- having screaming nightmares she was waking from that she couldn't even remember was doing a number on everyone, herself included. Getting away to someplace on her own had been a small mercy, for her own peace of mind, and to people she loved and didn't want to make suffer through something she was trying to control.
They'd been a bit better since the laundry trip. She's not sure what to make of the seeming solution for now, so she makes nothing of it. )
I asked, and moved into one of the open rooms. It's kind of best not to have anyone around right now, you know? Have you ever felt that way?
are they sparkly?
Or that one time Steph fell out of the top bunk.]
Yeah, I've felt that way.
[There's a reason she barely slept for the first week on the base; she couldn't cope with having so many other people in her space. There's a reason she used to disappear to one of her safehouses sometimes, when she used to share a bed with Ellie.
Still:]
Are you okay, Collette?
[That's the problem with people who always make an effort to be upbeat, it's hard to tell when something's wrong.]
sparkly and with blinking lights
She misses Gilbert and his fretting, Break and his appearing out of nowhere acts, Dick's habit of still leaving stray clothing on the limited floor space, though he's tried so hard to be better.
She does miss it. She also hopes they all sleep better now that she's gone, since it's not a bad gone, just a different one. )
I am. I'm just glad everyone's been mostly okay, and we haven't all, like, gone cabin fever crazy for real yet.
PERFECT
We're sturdier than we look.
[Her hand goes to Collette's shoulder again, but it's just a brief touch this time.
She's been a bit more physically affection in the last few weeks.]
You know I'm here if there's anything you need, right?
[It's the sort of thing that could go unspoken, but sometimes it helps to remind people.]
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Yeah, I know. Same this way too, yeah?
( Some things she won't understand, or doesn't right now, but that she'll be here should Steph need her -- she hopes Steph knows that. )
Friends!
( It's a happy exclamation. )
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[It's only half a lie; mostly, things are alright, but Walter showing up has thrown her, even if things are relatively quiet on that front.
And everything with Dick is a mess that she doesn't know how to fix.
Still, she laughs.]
Friends. [Collette you're adorable.] I'll make sure to get us friendship bracelets next time we're on a mission.
[Instead of letting Saul talk her into buying herself like ten grand worth of jewellery from Tiffanys.
Whoops.]
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( Frost yourself! )
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[Says the person who claimed the spare bedroom back in Exsilium for her sewing machine.]
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( She admits after a moment, taking the left into the West Wing. Her room's
either right there or at the opposite endnot too hard to find from there. )Artists are really cool.
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[She can draw stupid little doodles, but it really isn't the same as some of what she's seen in Donny's sketchbooks.]
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( She almost asks if Steph's seen Oz's, but something stops her. Maybe feeling like it's comparing notes among friends.
That seems rude, somehow, and besides... Oz hadn't wanted to really talk about his artwork. Let him keep that for himself. )
What does he like to draw?
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[Steph that's sneaky; though Donny's always seemed pretty okay with showing his work, if a bit easily flustered when someone compliments him about it.]
Stuff from real life, mostly. A lot of people or just sketches of whatever's around.
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( She giggles at the suggestion of finding Donny with his metaphorical guard down. )
Maybe I'll drop by unannounced one of these days.
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[Which she's pretty sure does count, but whatever.]
You should, I'll even give you a lollipop so you can pretend you came for a check up.
[very sneaky
much stealth
wow]
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I'm a total sucker for those!
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I know your weakness.
[Considering they're talking about lollipops.]
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Shhh! Don't tell anyone! I'll never be able to show my face in public again!
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What's it worth to you?
[She's spent too much time with Saul.]
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( That isn't how
That isn't a
THAT'S NOT A THING??? )
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[Once they get to Colltte's room, Steph opens the door for her, not missin the fact it's kind of far away from... everyone else.]
Maybe I should just make a network annoucement to let everyone know how to win you over.
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( They'd been loud dreams. She figured further away was better, and it seems to have helped, in some fashion. She's not around her room enough to feel like she misses out on people-company; a price paid in moving around the open areas of the base like she does, poking her nose in everywhere. )