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tushanshu_logs2014-12-07 07:23 pm
ironwood) wrote in tushanshu_logs2014-12-07 07:23 pm
Entry tags:
- %event,
- thread: cain (jacob kane),
- thread: china sorrows,
- thread: michaelangelo,
- thread: raine sage,
- thread: skulduggery pleasant,
- thread: solomon wreath,
- thread: valdis,
- † akito wanijima,
- † dante,
- † donatello (2003),
- † iroh,
- † jack frost,
- † ryou bakura,
- † sokka,
- † sonja,
- † tazendra,
- † thread: enjolras,
- † wan,
- † zelgadis greywords,
- † zuko
[EVENT] A NEW WORLD ORDER
Characters: ALL!
Date: December 8, 2015 (with some starters for the following weeks)
Location: Keeliai, the Midnight Hotel, others
Situation: The Foreigners have awakened.
Warnings/Rating: Add warnings as needed.
They've been in the Dreaming for so long that when they wake up their bodies feel more like automatons, alien and ill-fitting. They haven’t atrophied, thanks to Milyn, but they’re stiff and a little bedsore, and the solidity of the Life Plane is jarring. Here, the surroundings don’t move on a whim. Here the world is more stable, almost harsh and unyielding in spite of the homey surrounds.
It’s been a year, says the clock on the mantle and on the second floor. Says Milyn, too, when she’s able to stop hugging them long enough to speak.
Nothing much has changed in the Midnight Hotel. There are dishes out of place, objects belonging to either Milyn or Eva in evidence, the diorama exactly where it had been but now brightly-painted thanks to Milyn's boredom. Milyn and Eva took a room each, in the time the Foreigners were sleeping, though neither used them much.
Eva’s upstairs, Milyn will tell anyone who asks. In her room.
Eva hasn't left that room in three days. She hasn't spoken in three days, either, or walked, or moved, or breathed. Her effects are neatly arranged around her bed, and the sheet has been pulled up. There is heavy incense in the room and Milyn has managed to preserve the body enough to remove the risk of too much mess (and other things). In a way, that makes it worse: as though Eva is sleeping. It’s difficult to tell whether Milyn is in denial or whether spending three days with no one to talk to other than sleeping Foreigners and a corpse has had its influence.
LINKS
Dreaming log | Foreigner's Awakening (Hotel) | Milyn’s Relief | Exploring Keeliai | Old & New Faces (Canon Updates/New Arrivals) | OOC: State of the Shell
Date: December 8, 2015 (with some starters for the following weeks)
Location: Keeliai, the Midnight Hotel, others
Situation: The Foreigners have awakened.
Warnings/Rating: Add warnings as needed.
They've been in the Dreaming for so long that when they wake up their bodies feel more like automatons, alien and ill-fitting. They haven’t atrophied, thanks to Milyn, but they’re stiff and a little bedsore, and the solidity of the Life Plane is jarring. Here, the surroundings don’t move on a whim. Here the world is more stable, almost harsh and unyielding in spite of the homey surrounds.
It’s been a year, says the clock on the mantle and on the second floor. Says Milyn, too, when she’s able to stop hugging them long enough to speak.
Nothing much has changed in the Midnight Hotel. There are dishes out of place, objects belonging to either Milyn or Eva in evidence, the diorama exactly where it had been but now brightly-painted thanks to Milyn's boredom. Milyn and Eva took a room each, in the time the Foreigners were sleeping, though neither used them much.
Eva’s upstairs, Milyn will tell anyone who asks. In her room.
Eva hasn't left that room in three days. She hasn't spoken in three days, either, or walked, or moved, or breathed. Her effects are neatly arranged around her bed, and the sheet has been pulled up. There is heavy incense in the room and Milyn has managed to preserve the body enough to remove the risk of too much mess (and other things). In a way, that makes it worse: as though Eva is sleeping. It’s difficult to tell whether Milyn is in denial or whether spending three days with no one to talk to other than sleeping Foreigners and a corpse has had its influence.
LINKS
Dreaming log | Foreigner's Awakening (Hotel) | Milyn’s Relief | Exploring Keeliai | Old & New Faces (Canon Updates/New Arrivals) | OOC: State of the Shell
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However, the plan that Enjolras is concocting with Sokka's help is, as zany as it sounds, actually plausible and productive. Even though it's not exactly the happiest, most fun thing ever. "You're suggesting we go around Keeliai looking for people to insult us. And that's your idea of educational?" Sokka smirks though, letting him know that he's not actually dismissing it but instead approving.
But really, Sokka is thankful too. Having a non-bender around, even if it's not from his own world, as a friend is hugely productive, and it definitely pushes away the loneliness of this world now that it only has Katara, Tony, and maybe Jack Frost as his close comrades.
"Well, I'm glad that you're glad. And honestly, it's good to have you on the team. Though I think I'm going to need to come up with a new name for our little group since now we're getting people who aren't necessarily centred around the Avatar." Because every good thing needs a name, even if it's a plain one like Boomerang. "Just calling us 'foreigners' seems so passé."
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"Sadly so, but still. Trapped in a world where he won would likely be worse." Just to throw that out there as a possibility. It does make most things look good after all, doesn't it?
"Well, if that happened, I think it would be very beneficial" Enjolras eyedarts a bit. "We might have to compare to see which ones are common and which are especially made up or creative, but yes, essentially if we can work out what they're saying, and potentially why..." Sokka seems to get the idea, so Enjolras is nodding, a smile on his face. He's grateful to have people here, too, and somehow, as crazy as most of them are...it does work somehow, after all.
"I think that may be a good idea, yes. 'Foreigners' is theirs, too, when you think about. Something else to call ourselves. My last group name involved a terrible pun in French so I submit I should stay out of trying to come up with it one way or the other. I will take almost anything, though I draw the line at something like 'you people'. "
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However, Sokka seems to be on board with Enjolras in all of this. "Well it just so happens that I'm an excellent namer of things," he says, changing subjects to their new goal. "So you're already here with the right people. Hmmm." He pauses to think about this one for a little bit, working through a couple of possibilities before stopping on one that's rather promising.
"How about 'Super Heroes'? Because we should be heroes for defeating the Creep Lord, and we're all kind of super awesome people?"
He's waiting for a nod of approval.
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It's not a great statement to linger on, though, and he's grateful Sokka's suggestion tends to the happier and more immediate.
"Super Heroes." He repeats, and tries that on for size. He does have to admit it has a ring to it. "Not bad at all. We may wish to run it by whoever else would like to help us in, or join us for this, but it IS a contender."
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Sokka looks pleased at Enj's so-far acceptance of the name. "Good, we can use that as a starting point," he says with satisfaction. "And if someone doesn't like it, well, I imagine I might be able to come up with something slightly better, you know, since this idea's already pretty stellar."
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Well, the last time Enjolras was taking team name suggestions, he went for a pun so, anything to keep him from that fate again, right? "I quite like it, yes. More important than a name, we might want somewhere to meet. If nothing else, we could use the hotel for space, of course, but somewhere to spread out would be comfortable depending on whom we manage to attract to us."
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"Well, the Hotel is a great spot and all," Sokka says, as they shift to talking about a meeting space, "and it's certainly a protected space, especially if we start working with the kedan on this sort of thing. But yeah. I mean, we're just going to have to go out and see how much this turtle has changed since we've been asleep to do that. I doubt most of the places that used to be sacred are any longer..."
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"That too." He agrees, "We may be able to organize...outings so to speak. Perhaps if there are more of us, we will be safer. I do not THINK they would want to do anything about a lot of us, surely? And no.
[His face falls as he considers that idea, but he does have to admit that, more than likely, they are not.]
My God, but that is a strange thought.
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He shrugs before nodding. "Yeah, I have no idea where I'm even going to be sleeping tonight!" He pauses and adds, "Which is kind of a weird concern to have since I've just slept for an entire year without waking up. In a hotel lobby."
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As for the rest of that, Enjolras had to laugh. "You know, that is a great point. I feel as if I'll never need to sleep again, though I know that's not the truth. The entire thing is just a bit unreal, isn't it?"
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"Oh yeah, I bet many of the kedan's minds were poisoned against us long ago in this year," he continues. "I mean, you might find one or two of them that still like us, but I'm going to take a wild stab that it's a minority. At any rate, it's still important to figure it out because that's the only way we'll turn the tide."
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"Probably a very very small one, yes" He agrees, wincing at the thought. "Though yes, I agree. Our only chance, really."
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Because as far as food was concerned, well, he agrees with Enj on that one.
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