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tushanshu_logs2013-08-09 07:08 pm
ironwood) wrote in tushanshu_logs2013-08-09 07:08 pm
Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- thread: billy costigan,
- † alcuin nó delaunay,
- † annabeth chase,
- † assorted characters,
- † balthazar,
- † billy kaplan,
- † bruce banner,
- † bryn zethir,
- † damian wayne,
- † dick grayson,
- † dick grayson (comics),
- † dinah lance,
- † dorian gray,
- † greed,
- † hayley stark,
- † jaime reyes,
- † jason bourne,
- † javert,
- † jean prouvaire,
- † john colby,
- † julie grigio,
- † korra,
- † kyle rayner,
- † lan fan,
- † leonard mccoy,
- † lin beifong,
- † mark grayson,
- † ororo munroe,
- † percy jackson,
- † piper mclean,
- † rebecca holiday,
- † rikki barnes,
- † rory willams,
- † shayera hol,
- † stiles stilinski,
- † temeraire,
- † wanda lehnsherr,
- † youko nakajima,
- † zelgadis greywords
Event | Landfall | Diving & Sinbrilee
Characters: Any and every!
Date: August 10th - 31, 2013
Location: The sunken city of Sinbrilee
Situation: Tu Vishan comes upon the oceanfloor, holding his own memorial to the fall of his sister turtle while those upon his shell may explore the ruined city.
Warnings/Rating: Please place content warnings in subject headers!
Sinbrilee | Dreaming | Death
Art by Rica.
The city is lit by a warm orange glow, there are thousands of lanterns lit and burning brightly to ward off the gathering dark. It was once a grand, thriving place, and it's obvious by the quality of the Greco-Roman architecture, the high sweeping columns of white marble, the beautifully paved roads. There are aqueducts throughout the city that look as if they could be put to use today. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the city's spent the last few hundred years underwater, it looks quite liveable. This city is entirely open to exploration, so feel free to send your character out to their heart's content. Remember, certain doorways will lead your characters into either Death or the Dreaming and these markings won't always be visible to them, so they should take care and be vigilant at all times!
Note: A separate post will be made for the events of the Bacchanal later in the month.
Headers:
> Keeliai | The Dive
> Sinbrilee | The Athenaeum
> Sinbrilee | The Agora
> Sinbrilee | The Baths
> Sinbrilee | Elsewhere
Date: August 10th - 31, 2013
Location: The sunken city of Sinbrilee
Situation: Tu Vishan comes upon the oceanfloor, holding his own memorial to the fall of his sister turtle while those upon his shell may explore the ruined city.
Warnings/Rating: Please place content warnings in subject headers!
Art by Rica.
The city is lit by a warm orange glow, there are thousands of lanterns lit and burning brightly to ward off the gathering dark. It was once a grand, thriving place, and it's obvious by the quality of the Greco-Roman architecture, the high sweeping columns of white marble, the beautifully paved roads. There are aqueducts throughout the city that look as if they could be put to use today. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the city's spent the last few hundred years underwater, it looks quite liveable. This city is entirely open to exploration, so feel free to send your character out to their heart's content. Remember, certain doorways will lead your characters into either Death or the Dreaming and these markings won't always be visible to them, so they should take care and be vigilant at all times!
Note: A separate post will be made for the events of the Bacchanal later in the month.
Headers:
> Keeliai | The Dive
> Sinbrilee | The Athenaeum
> Sinbrilee | The Agora
> Sinbrilee | The Baths
> Sinbrilee | Elsewhere
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A moment of silence as the heavy moment dissipates.
"I like blondes. Ex-girlfriend was a blonde. Dunno about aliens, never done one before. But I'm open to new things."
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... And then, just in case he needs to clarify what an Orion is--
"Sexy green aliens. Red or black hair, usually. They've got these pheromones that-- man, I can't even describe it. Blows the mind." He laughs, leans back in his chair in a lazy, slouching sort of way. "And they love humans. I think we're like, this huge point of curiosity to them."
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Clara pulls her knees to her chest and twists to face Jim as he leans back in the seat. "Humans are a bit strange. But it's nice, yeah? Humans and other species coming together. I wouldn't say no to an Orion girl."
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He doesn't even tell her to keep her shoes off the seat. "You'd get along great with Gaila. She and I had a thing once upon a time." He doesn't add she's dead, and there's no trace of it in his voice or body language. It's an old wound, and although it still hurts to think about, he's given enough of his pain to Clara. He can man up enough to keep this to himself.
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Clara scoots closer to him and leans against him. Just the light touch of her shoulder against his arm. "Oh yeah? A whole thing? That seems unusual for you to have." It was light teasing, she didn't begrudge Jim for his escapades. It's not like she reserved sex for romance.
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"So did you beat it then? The test?"
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"But yeah. I beat the test. Are you kidding, of course I beat the test. I'm Captain James Kirk, remember?" He reaches up to ruffle her hair playfully.
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"Oi. And I knew you would I was just trying to be personable."
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He exhales, and shakes his head, dismissing that vaguely macabre chain of thoughts. He's going to focus on the positive here. His dad's car is here - somehow - and it's in one piece and although getting it out of the cellar is going to be an exercise in frustration, he's glad to have it. Weird as it is.
"You are plenty personable. Captain's honour." And he holds up a hand solemnly, to demonstrate.
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The whole idea is pretty ridiculous, and it just makes him grin as he fiddles with the wrapped leather of the steering wheel. There are way too many conflicting emotions bouncing around in the back of his mind like dust in a particle accelerator.
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"If the lady doesn't protest?" he asks, holding out a hand.