[ 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

drops this off!!! then zooms to last errand

[slim]

[scott had pulled the visor back and replaced it with the large glasses he'd "borrowed" but his costume couldn't be covered up. then again, walking around in yellow and blue spandex didn't seem like the strangest apparel present at the moment compared to some of the other people stuck in the building.]

[in a slight daze, scott wanders into the staff lounge, clipboard and communicator held tightly with both hands. he's not... exactly sure what to make of the situation. one minute he'd been sitting in the blackbird heading for new york city and the next--well. he's staring down a vending machine.]

[no, like--seriously just staring at it. not moving much, just standing there with the two given items in his hands, and being lost in deep thought. probably a little weird.]

[everwalking]

You don't know how to work these either? [sympathetic. he steps up next to Scott, and says helpfully] They have food inside them. You just need to open the door--

[and he reaches out with one clawed dark red hand and grips the door and yanks it right open]

[slim]

[OH GOD NO where to even start??]

[how about gaping at what just happened.] You can't--You're supposed to put money in it first!

[gestures all over the poor machine.]

[everwalking]

[puzzled, and he looks at it] Oh -- is that what that slot is for? You insert money into it, and the food -- comes out? [he doesn't have any money, so it's just as well]

So it's like some sort of... machine... vendor. [ :|a ]

[slim]

[looks at it too...]

Close. It's called a vending machine and you might've broken it. [sneaks a peek at that hand.] They'll probably make you pay for the damages, you know.

[everwalking]

[sob] [more debt] I just thought the door was stuck... [and then he sighs]

Well, they can add it to the list. [making himself be optimistic about it. what does it matter! he'll never pay it all off anyway. he probably won't even survive!]

/STARES AT

[benriyas]

[Worick peers into the glass next to him, ARE THERE ANY CIGARETTES... before casually looking over at Scott. hehe nice spandex scott]

S'always hard to choose what you want, huh.

YAYWON...

[slim]

[thanks your mom made it for me]

Huh? [oh, he has company.] Uh, I wasn't. I was only... looking. [next time he should have his mind wander off not in front of a vending machine.]

HOW DID YOU KNOW

[benriyas]

[wow!!]

The kind of looking where you're not really looking, but staring off into space? [not that he thinks there's something wrong with that, he understands. sometimes u just gotta look at vending machines]

I KNOW ALL

[slim]

[a bit defensively] I was wondering how I got here.

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.

[brainfreeze]

[while scott stares at the vending machine, bobby will stare at scott. he thinks he's being really sneaky, but Scott will probably see his REFLECTION...]

[wow that kid looks just like a young version of Mr. Summers.............]

[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?

[brainfreeze]

[JUMPS]

Uhhhh. [yeah, cannot mistake those shades with anyone else omg] Wait, Scott? You're Scott Summers?

[slim]

[oh wow how disappointing]

What? Bobby, you know it's me.

[brainfreeze]

[YOU'RE DISAPPOINTING]

That's, yeah, it's definitely you. I'm just kind of used to an older, growly Scott. [he doesn't like disappointing scott tho even tiny scott]

[cleanedslate]

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

[slim]

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

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

[cleanedslate]

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

[ how dare you not recognize him ]

[slim]

[yeah, no. he's got no idea.]

[his hand reaches up to touch the shades shielding his eyes.] Attracting attention's not exactly what I was going for. [slight pause] But thanks, I guess.

[cleanedslate]

[ fiiiiine. his life is hard today, you'd almost think he wasn't a celebrity! ]

Right. [ he can see you're not much for sarcasm, so let's try the direct approach ] So, I'll just ask. Are you color blind? [ or regular blind? ] I won't feel bad, but I'll make some awkward noises.

are you drowning in tags yet

[socrash]

Any good flavors in there?

[hi scott have a fellow superhero-ish type who is currently squinting at vending machine because he only has one dollar in his pocket and he needs to use it wisely!!]

NO :D

[slim]

[surprised!! and takes a step back, then looks to the vending machine, then back at the other guy.]

Uhm. That Pop-Tart is strawberry flavored?

curses

[socrash]

[is that an observation or a statement.....?]

Have you eaten it though? 'Cause the last time I had Pop-tarts, they were gross. But they were also this weird cherry-grape flavor.

[making a face because ew.]

[slim]

[that does sound really nasty]

You probably shouldn't have it, then. What about Mentos? [he's just reading things off now]