Mods of Randomizing: An RP (
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randomizing2013-06-10 11:28 am
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[ Opening Mingle ]
[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.]
[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.]
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I am no mortal maid.
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"Maid" doesn't even sound right, really. [ Ehehehe.
Wait. ]
You're immortal? [ Holy cow now what. ]
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Now he's wondering how old she is. ]
Um... twenty-eight. Actually.
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How did you get here? [now she eyes you. you don't look like you're responsible, but she's not willing to rule you out]
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And I just... woke up here, a little while ago. I was filling out the job application, and then I got kind of hungry. So, um, here I am in the kitchen.
How about you?
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[but. hmph. your story holds up!! she folds her arms] I have much the same tale, unfortunately. But there must be a way out of this place. No sorcery is this powerful.
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I mean, it's probably scientifically possible to make something that's virtually unbreakable. It's like the salt in the cardboard tube. Just on a much more complicated scale. [ Ramble... ]
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[ Thinks about that sound she caused when she kicked the door. ] Or, um, it'd be a lot harder. The salt comes together and absorbs the shock, and creates a barrier.
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[huh]
Truly the realms are an odd and wondrous place.
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I think so. I'm a big fan of science. What, ah, realm are you from?
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Some people still like learning about it... you guys. [ Little swallow. ] So, what's your name? [ Frigga? No no, probably Freya? ] I'm, ah, Chuck.
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