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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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( She replies, hedging toward a bit of a dramatic sigh. her attention turns with her head, if not her wheels; Collette smiles a beat late at Adam. )
No way, more telekinesis?
( She gestures at the dishes, glancing down at the few she's pulled into her lap for a return trip to the kitchens.
Guy with cool powers is totally winning out over tired girl in wheelchair's dish count! )
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[He would go into how it's not telekinesis, but rather the harassing of cosmic energy that allows him to create a faint light show and a solid platform that can carry the dishes over. But that would be too much detail. Telekinesis is much more concise.]
My teammates tends to call it magic. It might be more useful than six set of arms.
[Because the dishes are already clean and neatly stacked in his pile. It's a quick spell and a few magic finger motions. He doesn't mind using it on trivial things if it helps lighten someone's mood.]
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( She's always loved that magic can be such a useful, cool thing since she's been here. Dangerous, too, but her personality isn't suited to musing and brooding over the negative side. )
And you're going to help finish cleaning everything up? This is going to go so much faster than I was dreading!
( She looks a little sheepish after the last word, though she smiles and shakes off the sheepishness. Dreading isn't a fair word to use, but it had felt like a big ordeal on top of the rest of what the day had been! Not insurmountable, but tiring none the less. )
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I could, if I'm not taking your enjoyment from it.
[So maybe he assumed this is part of the fun part of this feast.]</small
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( She blinks, sounding perplexed. Figuring he's kidding, she starts to giggle. )
No, no, it's fine! I'll be perfectly content not having to haul dishes around. Ecstatic, if it means they're still getting done!
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[He sits down by a bench and gets to it. Surround each plate with just enough cosmic energy and bam. Dish cleaned.]
a myth from the 7th century
( She wheels herself closer, carefully unloading her lap plate by plate while she watches him with wide eyed fascination. )
You're so fast!
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[He watches her expression briefly and changes pattern the light shows every now and then.] This is trivial compared to what I was made to do.
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( Saying so makes her perk up, gesturing out into the cafeteria and toward the kitchens. )
Yeah, if more had stuck around, it'd have been nice... but I'm thankful for those who did!
( Her attention keeps coming back to what Adam's doing. Magic! )
It's like watching a miniature light show! What were you made to do? Do you mean made like created, or made like forced?
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[She reminds him of a friend, Phyla-Vell. He finds himself missing her more than expected. There's a smile in his voice even though his face won't have any of that going on. The light rings turns purple/magenta as his default.]
It is just light - energy. I can manipulate and focus the cosmic energy around us. I was created to bring the next step of the human race by very foolish men. But when I was created, I didn't have this ability. I can do this now. And I can heal people, now. I couldn't before.
[He looks at her and her wheelchair] Would you like me to try after the dishes are done?