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smash_logs2013-04-24 02:26 am
mansionstaff) wrote in smash_logs2013-04-24 02:26 am
Entry tags:
- !open log,
- blue (pokemon),
- chili (pokemon),
- chiyo/vaporeon (pokemon),
- cid highwind (final fantasy vii),
- connor kenway (assassin's creed),
- copy x (megaman zero),
- cress (pokemon),
- cyrus (pokemon),
- dachora (metroid),
- desmond miles (assassin's creed),
- ellistree moonshadow/elf troll (warcraft,
- evve/eevee (pokemon),
- jin kisaragi (blazblue),
- kyogre (pokemon),
- naoya (devil survivor),
- pit (kid icarus),
- pulseman (pulseman),
- riwane/charizard (pokemon),
- schezo wegey (puyo puyo),
- shinjiro aragaki (persona),
- soryk val'kaeon/blood elf (warcraft),
- ulki (fire emblem),
- vivian/turret (portal),
- voile/gardevoir (pokemon)
[open] city log! Can I really be the hero?
Who: YOU and YOU and maybe you
What: catch-all open log for all your drug vigilante needs
Where: Final Destination City
When: WHENEVER YOU WANT
Warnings: drugs and vigilanting, at the very least
helpful links: here.
Indeed, ever since that casual Monday outing turned tragic, civil unrest and tensions have been high again in FDC, and worse yet; fingers are starting to be pointed in Smash Academy's direction. After long since flying under the radar of this whole mess, no attacks have happened on the school yet, but who's to say how long that will last?
The city is tumultuous. It's not impossible to still have a completely incident-less outing, but it would be wise to not go out and about with your Smash Academy uniforms on for all to see. Not unless you like fearful whispers and hissing insults behind your back. Even a simple trip to the grocery store could prove dangerous if you aren't careful.
Maybe you're a little more creative however, and are able to purposefully mask features that might otherwise identify you, or you sneak around in the dead of night using the shadows as your cover...
Humans now tend to segregate themselves with other humans, "freaks" tend to ostracize anyone not of their kin, and all this negativity intensifies rapidly if those colorful candy pops are present. Crime and riots are now common than occasional. The FDC Police manages most of the affairs but they can't prevent everything, and would probably appreciate a helping hand regardless if it's from a human or a "freak"... though thanks and courtesy may go one way or another depending on who/what you are.
Who knows, maybe you'll save someone's life and give them a better appreciation for the things you do instead of what you are...
[[As it says on the tin, HERE'S AN OPEN LOG, GO NUTS. Get together with some of your buddies and go play masked vigilante against a group of drug thugs bullying someone who doesn't deserve it (or maybe they do, for all you know). Save someone from a burning building set on fire by some angry social justice warrior animals. Escort someone to the grocery store. Break into the sheriff's office and demand your own brand of justice. Maybe you simply want to get a drink at the bar without incident.
Please feel free to NPC your bad guys/mooks/innocent civilians, or go snag Kat or one of the other lovely lady mods if you have any questions.
ONE RULE: you must use anime thread titles. That's all.
Edit: I lied. Rule 2: tag yourselves in.]]
What: catch-all open log for all your drug vigilante needs
Where: Final Destination City
When: WHENEVER YOU WANT
Warnings: drugs and vigilanting, at the very least
helpful links: here.
Indeed, ever since that casual Monday outing turned tragic, civil unrest and tensions have been high again in FDC, and worse yet; fingers are starting to be pointed in Smash Academy's direction. After long since flying under the radar of this whole mess, no attacks have happened on the school yet, but who's to say how long that will last?
The city is tumultuous. It's not impossible to still have a completely incident-less outing, but it would be wise to not go out and about with your Smash Academy uniforms on for all to see. Not unless you like fearful whispers and hissing insults behind your back. Even a simple trip to the grocery store could prove dangerous if you aren't careful.
Maybe you're a little more creative however, and are able to purposefully mask features that might otherwise identify you, or you sneak around in the dead of night using the shadows as your cover...
Humans now tend to segregate themselves with other humans, "freaks" tend to ostracize anyone not of their kin, and all this negativity intensifies rapidly if those colorful candy pops are present. Crime and riots are now common than occasional. The FDC Police manages most of the affairs but they can't prevent everything, and would probably appreciate a helping hand regardless if it's from a human or a "freak"... though thanks and courtesy may go one way or another depending on who/what you are.
Who knows, maybe you'll save someone's life and give them a better appreciation for the things you do instead of what you are...
[[As it says on the tin, HERE'S AN OPEN LOG, GO NUTS. Get together with some of your buddies and go play masked vigilante against a group of drug thugs bullying someone who doesn't deserve it (or maybe they do, for all you know). Save someone from a burning building set on fire by some angry social justice warrior animals. Escort someone to the grocery store. Break into the sheriff's office and demand your own brand of justice. Maybe you simply want to get a drink at the bar without incident.
Please feel free to NPC your bad guys/mooks/innocent civilians, or go snag Kat or one of the other lovely lady mods if you have any questions.
ONE RULE: you must use anime thread titles. That's all.
Edit: I lied. Rule 2: tag yourselves in.]]
ME TOO jfc /BLUSHCAT
Grabbing two beers as close to a pale ale as he could find (this bar - wherever it was - had an unusual variety readily available, which seemed strange to Desmond and only further convinced him he was dead) and broke them both open with a quick snap against the counter. The caps popped right off and left them with two drinks waiting to be had. Who needed bottle openers? Please. He was a trained Assassin, son, accuracy was his game.
... But no, really, thank god he didn't break those necks. That would've been hella embarrassing.
Desmond slid the water-kissed umber bottle on a coaster toward his newfound companion with a healthy serving of a cool grin.
"You and me both. Let me ask you one, though." A fairly important one, considering Connor was almost 250 years older than he was but they occupied the same room, healthy as oxen. "Where are we? How are you here?" A beat. "Okay, that was two, but you were grilling me earlier."
/melts
Connor tried to motion with his hands that the drink wasn't necessary. He didn't come here for a drink after all. But too late, the ale was placed next to him. Or...was it ale? It was in an odd looking bottle.
A Buttwieser?
That was okay, he could look appreciative of it and not really drink it. It was nice of him after all. And besides, Connor could admit he was a bit rude before. Asking questions or not, it wasn't really necessary. The man in front of him was an Assassin; whatever could've went through Connor's mind before he knew that fact would have him be mistaken.
"...You are right, and I am sorry for that," Connor said as he motioned the beer closer, just to acknowledge that Desmond's gesture didn't go unnoticed.
"I assume this means you have just arrived? This place is called Final Destination City. I had came on accident just shy of two months ago. I was then told to stay at this place called Smash Academy. I am sure you have heard of it; it is a...prestigious school here."
Yeah those were the words.
FOREVER LATER.... Sorry ;3;
The name of the city, though? That name? "Final Destination... City?" Wow. For assuming he was dead and all... "That sure, uh, sounds pretty final." Maybe he wasn't as far from the truth as he speculated.
Just as he bordered asking Connor if this bar was called the Styx, he paused on the name of the school. A school? In the afterlife?
"Can't say I've ever heard of the place, to be honest," Desmond pondered aloud. No matter how many times he mentally repeated the name of the school in his brain, he came up empty. "Still, hard to believe you just went on a walk and took a turn at the wrong tree and wound up in the future." Would it be wise to suggest that they were likely just both, y'know, dead?
It was then Desmond glanced toward the door again. Gruff voices buried by aggression, laid on thick enough to make Desmond's heart skip a cautious beat. He kept his eyes on it, trying to grasp what he was hearing outside. Were they someone either Assassin needed to worry about? So much for resting in peace.
"Is something going on out there?" He asked, changing the subject to possibly more pressing matters.
I would wait forever
Connor was sure they weren't dead. Ppprrreeetty sure. Dead people don't eat and feel things do they?
Uh. Yeah.
"...I am not sure of the city's history. It is an odd name..."
Yyyyeahhh. Hahaha okay, he was going to listen in too. Hrm. He caught them on his peripheral vision. Hrm.
"Yes. Yes there is. Tension is about this town. Drugs and discrimination which both brewed into fights. Several people have been killed."
ouo HUHUHUHU
He didn't know exactly what he had been expecting after he touched the Eye, what it would mean for the world around him. It didn't really strike him until right then, but aside from stopping a disaster of catastrophic proportions, no one truly knew, did they? No one had any idea they had almost died. That the world had just skirted the apocalypse as much of humanity had always suspected would fall upon them.
In the end, Desmond was just some guy that died in a cavern no one outside their secret war knew even existed. He couldn't help but laugh bitterly, crestfallen by such dark thoughts.
It pissed him off on some level, yeah, but when he looked at Connor, there was an impact beneath his breast that left him momentarily winded. What Connor fought for, what he believed - it made Desmond remember why he did it in the first place.
He smiled again because he believed that humanity would find a way. He had faith they could come together and even though it sounded like people still pretty much sucked sometimes, that was worth saving the entire world for.
Ugh, did he have plenty to think about. Now probably wasn't the best time. Many questions still lingered and Desmond really needed to focus on the here and now. He had doubts that Connor would be able to answer anything he needed to ask anyway.
It was then Desmond realized, "You asked me about some drugs earlier." He smirked. "Let me guess: You're investigating." That was just like Connor, wasn't it? Drugs and discrimination were an unfortunate reality they faced even in the year 2012, but it was typically left for the police to deal with. Something in his gut told him that it (at least discrimination in particular) hit a sore spot for the man in front of him, though.
OvO
Connor had no idea what was up with Desmond, but the more he talked...the more curious Connor was. Where did he come from exactly? What life did he lead? As an Assassin? Who else was there? What did he fight for?
All for another time, this was certainly not the last meeting after all.
Especially since he seemed to know a lot about Connor and how he felt. He nodded.
"I am. This is a growing problem and it must be stopped. Have you seen anyone suspicious in this bar?"
TY FOR WAITING OAO