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discedo_logs2012-03-16 12:24 am
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OPEN LOG for March Madness/Teatime event!
Who: All characters participating in this part of the event! Also, this crazy chick.
Where: The warped tea garden that might be in another dimension but might not be you don't really know there's just flowers all over the place (read: who the hell knows)
When: March 16
Rating: G???
Summary: Plot post explains most of it.
The Log:
Looks like you've made it, curious travelers, to wherever and whatever "it" might be. Seems like a garden. A vaguely tacky garden that may have been sculpted by a colorblind landscape designer or a habitual acid user. Ignoring the chaotic flowerbeds, bright sunlight, and constant rattle of trees in a lazy breeze that could collectively induce a headache, it might actually be a pleasant place to relax. Hell, there's even a quaint little table set up for you!
Tea, toast, jams, cinnamon spreads, a whole assortment of not-quite-filling-but-still-tasty treats await. There's even those cucumber sandwiches that no one really wants to eat but still puts on their plate to pretend to be a classy motherfucker at fancy events.
Go ahead and take a seat. Relax. Then maybe you'll notice the silent films. Hey, at least they've got subtitles. It's not quite The Artist, but it's interesting. Never hurts to learn a bit of history. It might help with the future.
Ah, but no time to be too pessimistic or anxious about the inevitably turbulent future ahead of you. There's that scientist girl. You know the one. Currently she's wearing yet another bizarre hat (see: the plot post), unnecessary sunglasses, and is chewing on some of those cucumber sandwiches. Mouth open, of course. She's the sort of person you know wasn't invited to the party, but doesn't quite get the hint that they should leave. Even worse, she doesn't get the hint that maybe she shouldn't harass the other guests with her opinions on life, the universe, films, and cucumber sandwiches. You'll probably get the feeling that, at some point, this will transpire over the course of the shindig:
Godspeed to those who get extensive conversations with this social pariah.
But, on the bright side, it seems like a lovely day in... wherever this is. May as well mingle with other baffled (and possibly hostile) party goers (read: other characters) and enjoy the day.
[ OOC note: I'll be heading to bed but I'll respond with Evan tomorrow and as comments come in! GO AHEAD AND GET STARTED AMONGST YOSELVES. IT'S PARTY TIME. ]
Where: The warped tea garden that might be in another dimension but might not be you don't really know there's just flowers all over the place (read: who the hell knows)
When: March 16
Rating: G???
Summary: Plot post explains most of it.
The Log:
Looks like you've made it, curious travelers, to wherever and whatever "it" might be. Seems like a garden. A vaguely tacky garden that may have been sculpted by a colorblind landscape designer or a habitual acid user. Ignoring the chaotic flowerbeds, bright sunlight, and constant rattle of trees in a lazy breeze that could collectively induce a headache, it might actually be a pleasant place to relax. Hell, there's even a quaint little table set up for you!
Tea, toast, jams, cinnamon spreads, a whole assortment of not-quite-filling-but-still-tasty treats await. There's even those cucumber sandwiches that no one really wants to eat but still puts on their plate to pretend to be a classy motherfucker at fancy events.
Go ahead and take a seat. Relax. Then maybe you'll notice the silent films. Hey, at least they've got subtitles. It's not quite The Artist, but it's interesting. Never hurts to learn a bit of history. It might help with the future.
Ah, but no time to be too pessimistic or anxious about the inevitably turbulent future ahead of you. There's that scientist girl. You know the one. Currently she's wearing yet another bizarre hat (see: the plot post), unnecessary sunglasses, and is chewing on some of those cucumber sandwiches. Mouth open, of course. She's the sort of person you know wasn't invited to the party, but doesn't quite get the hint that they should leave. Even worse, she doesn't get the hint that maybe she shouldn't harass the other guests with her opinions on life, the universe, films, and cucumber sandwiches. You'll probably get the feeling that, at some point, this will transpire over the course of the shindig:
Godspeed to those who get extensive conversations with this social pariah.
But, on the bright side, it seems like a lovely day in... wherever this is. May as well mingle with other baffled (and possibly hostile) party goers (read: other characters) and enjoy the day.
[ OOC note: I'll be heading to bed but I'll respond with Evan tomorrow and as comments come in! GO AHEAD AND GET STARTED AMONGST YOSELVES. IT'S PARTY TIME. ]
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her eyes glance over the screens upon entering, and she notes them respectively...although she doesn't really get what they're talking about, much less who they are. the most interesting thing here would be the lady with the weird hat, so she adjusts her actions to her interests accordingly— taking a seat at the available table, and smoothing out her capris as she sits.
she'd speak, but the person's mouth was full so she'll just sit here with her hands in her lap and watch curiously, waiting for an opportune moment to do so— aka when she's not chewing.. ]
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You've got to try some of these. [ pushing a plate of what looks to be chocolate truffles ] No idea what they are, but they're like a friggin' orgasm in my mouth.
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Ah... [ oh wait food. ] Hm?
[ picking up one of those chocolate-truffle-appearing pieces between two fingers and examining it thoroughly is this safe... ]
Do you know what this place is?
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But I'm gonna hazard a guess and say "Wonderland" as a general term. Now, where we are in relation to Discedo? Like if this is another dimension? Frick if I know.
[ She waves vaguely and slurps at some tea. ]
I've only got theories are far as this time-space actual science thing is concerned. Give me a telescope and I could tell you that I'm staring at a bright light that might be a star, but for all I know it could actually be a planet or a space ship.
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Oh, are you one of the scientists here? [ didn't quite expect one to be this weird woman in the hat, but she certainly spoke like it. ..well, the technical terms, anyway; her etiquette wasn't polished. BUT YES GOOD, she'd been waiting to see some scientists, so her interest is doubly piqued by the prospect of speaking to one. ] So would you say it's been drawn in on purpose, or is it all an unstable abnormality kind of thing?
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[ Since Evan doesn't exactly have a bottomless stomach, she does stop to take a breather for a while. Definitely going to be sick after this fiasco but SO WORTH IT. So delicious. ]
Thing is with that, I don't always get what Jackie and Jay are up to with their experiments. As far as I can figure from what Kain's said, it's semi-on purpose. Drawing in whole places would be really cool! Bring a little brightness to this raggedy world. Don't know if they really intended this place, 'cause let's face it: not exactly Jay's style!
[ She laughs and picks up a pretty flower. ]
Though you gotta wonder if any other worlds have touched in on this one. We might not be the first. And if that's the case, well... the smarties best get their reality-bending butts in gear to avoid some kind of catastrophe. Not that there might be one! But. You know. Just in case.