[ Opening Mingle ]

[randomly_modding]

[Everyone will wake up suddenly, as if having drifted off -- while sitting upright in an uncomfortable office chair. In one hand they're holding the communicator, and in their lap is propped a clipboard with a job application (standard, looking something like this; it requests up to ten years of job history, ) and a pen. The waiting room is also fairly standard, except for being empty.]

[The communicator's lock screen reads, Complete the job application. Time limit, twenty-four hours.]

[There are magazines, fake plants, and computers. There's a staff lounge with food -- tupperware that might have belonged to some of these nonexistent workers, popcorn and cocoa packets, vending machines -- and restrooms. There are exits, but characters will be unable to use them... or make their own, or escape in any way.]

[So the characters are stuck here, until tomorrow morning. Set up a comment telling everyone what your character is doing, and thinking, whether they're obeying the task or not, at any time during the day. Then tag other people! Be sure to check back later in the week, when people are encouraged make threads for the evening as well as the day! Characters that have been claimed are also welcome at this point to join the community, and will be able to make their own posts, which can be tagged by anyone taking part in the event.]

Comments

[cleanedslate]

I'd go with mirrored next time. [ Tony Stark, part-time fashion police ]

[cleanedslate]

Can, yes. Will, no. [ walkin' on ]

[antiapocalypse]

[ there is no way this isn't one of Buffy's favorite movies ever, but the injury is way more pressing than putting anything remotely like fourth walling together ]

That -- wow. Next time, try dodging.

[ so she says, but she's looking furtively around for first aid supplies ]

[sublimating]

[chuckling] He was the master. He and Sesame Street got me through some rough times.

...Bruce. [another fleeting, somewhat awkward smile] ...Bruce Banner.

[emends]

There are many tasks in life that while they may not fulfil our personal desires, we must do regardless.

[ Nah. She's more interested in watching him make coffee. ]

I do agree, however. It was rather tedious.

[antiapocalypse]

You did notice that none of the windows open, right? [ wrinkling her nose at you ]

[slim]

[the movement catches his eye and interrupts his thoughts and--oh my god!!!]

[he whirls around quickly and, though you can't see it, his eyes are alight with relief.] Bobby, when did you--I'm so glad you're here. Where's everyone else?

[buymorelifer]

[ Oooooh, shiny. ] This is better than the Renaissance Faire.

[ Is good and keeps his hands to himself. He would hate to lose them. And though her story means nothing in the particulars, he is very impressed. ]

It's called "falchion", huh? Strong. Very powerful.

GASP!!! wait I already knew that....

[benriyas]

[He'll give him a friendly slap on the back, that's okay right?]

Well whaddya know, I was thinking the same thing! It's real strange, ain't it? Sometimes I wake up with no idea where I am, but this is the first time I've woken up without a pounding headache.

[antiapocalypse]

[ she puts it aside, with a sigh! ] Well, whatever. I've already got a day job. --Night job. A night job that pays for school.

I'm a waitress.

[slim]

[this man looks vaguely familiar. scott watches him considerately.]

... I'm not sure what you mean.

1/3

[buymorelifer]

And Muppets, can't forget the Mup...

...pets...

Bruce.

2/3

[buymorelifer]

Banner.

Banner?

Not the Bruce Banner?

yeah you did!!!

[slim]

[no it's not >:(!! scott makes a face then puts a bit more distance between the two of them]

Have you been drinking?

3/3

[buymorelifer]

Oh my God.

[yourdoom]

[ that is not a wise course of action. step, step, step. ]

What is your involvement with this place?

[emends]

[ When she's sure he's not too close, she sheathes it once more. ]

It is my family's blessing.

[ ... ]

What is a rentasauce fair?

[everwalking]

I'm -- or, I was -- [he falters a beat, then shakes it off] I'm an Exorcist. A Black Priest. I don't know if you'll have heard of us, but we protect people from monsters called akuma. [more or less. but he holds up his hand, as if in demonstration. see? this hand proves it somehow!]

[sizing]

... Okay. Scott, then. [That'd take some getting used to, since it's her dad's name too never mind everything else. Still, she complies if he's okay with it, and then just as curious yet tentative, she adds in turn, offering a smile.]

My name is Cassie Lang. I get the feeling there's a time travel thing going on right now, so this probably won't mean anything, but I'm with the Young Avengers.

[cleanedslate]

[ little quirked eyebrow ] If you can't actually do any of those things, it's fine. We've got positions all over. And health insurance for everyone.

[ because, you know, he can't tell what kind of nerves these are. he lets Chuck keep his hand for a minute ]

[buymorelifer]

[ OH LORD HIDING UNDER A TABLE. ARE YOU HAPPY, YOU VIKING?! ]

Don't kill us! I swear none of us did anything!

[benriyas]

You're welcome. Offer's still there, if ya change your mind. [easily, and he lights up. He tries to exhale in a direction away from her face though. yay cursory attempt at manners]

How long has it been since you tried to break the place down?

[everwalking]

I'm not sure if I have any better idea what's happening here than you, but... [he is habitually compelled to do good deeds, so this exceptionally weird-looking, scarred, white haired, monster-armed kid dressed like a Dickens novel is hovering nearby uncertainly]

[buymorelifer]

[ He will treasure this hand-- realizes he's clinging and lets Mr. Stark go now. ]

Well, I also have a really good memory-- [ Understatement of at least the last five or six years. ] And I learn fast. I know kung fu, too. [ Ehehehe. ]

[cleanedslate]

I mean, if you're trying to attract attention, mirrored is definitely the way to go.

[ how dare you not recognize him ]