[ 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 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.

[slim]

[no worries!! if scott finds out who you are, he'll probably yell at you or something]

I'm not blind. [doesn't... elaborate...]

[cleanedslate]

Two possibilities down. Pro sports or bargain-basement superhero?

[slim]

It's to keep people safe.

[cleanedslate]

You mean the cars while you're jogging at night?

[ he switched topics on you, Scott ole boy! talkin' bout that sweet yellow and blue spandex now. ]

[slim]

[oh my god, stop bouncing around]

Who are you?

[cleanedslate]

Tony Stark. Professional billionaire, part-time secret agent, but mostly I sign people up for "What Not to Wear". You don't mind being on TV, right?

[ you said bounce around more, right? awesome. ]

[slim]

[tony stark.]

["tony stark accidentally put me in that position?"]

["tony stark loaded the gun... you pulled the trigger."]

... You don't know who I am?

[cleanedslate]

Justin Bieber?

[ the straightest face ]

[slim]

[what the hell is a justin bieber]

I'm Scott Summers! [there's a desperate edge to his voice]

I know you didn't mean to, but you dropped the Phoenix Force down on me and I--No. The adult version of me... He... [killed the man i considered to be my father]

[cleanedslate]

[ yeeeeeaaaah, no. sorry! try him when he gets canon-updated to The Avengers 2, inevitably. ]

More time travel?

[ casual. he's already had this conversation once today. and there's no levity in his expression suddenly, because even if he has no idea what you're talking about, he's pretty damn familiar with ruining people's lives via thoughtlessness ]

[slim]

[he feels like a fool for that outburst]

Looks like it.

[a heavy tension on his end and he takes a step back, away from tony] Sorry. [for shouting. for not being able to stand around in his presence any longer.]

[scott turns and leaves]

[cleanedslate]

[ he almost lets it happen, but then he's taking sharp steps after you, kid ]

Hey. Whatever I did, I'm sure you're right to be pissed off.

[slim]

[he hesitates before he turns back around]

You didn't. It wasn't you. [something that scott would have really liked to hear but all he got were accusing stares and finger points and all the sins of his adult self dumped on his shoulders]

[he wouldn't wish the same on anyone and so he doesn't]

[cleanedslate]

[ raised eyebrow ]

Not yet, anyway. And if you tell me what happened, hey. Maybe it won't ever be.

[ at the very least, he can make different choices in his timeline. ]

[slim]

[it's not like the time stream continuum isn't majorly screwed up by now anyway]

I... I don't know the details. [too busy arguing about whether or not it was his fault] But you accidentally brought down something called the Phoenix Force on the adult version of me. It possessed him and... A lot of people got hurt.

He even--killed a man. Charles Xavier. [the man who took him in when no one else wanted damaged goods] Do you know who that is?

/slowly crawls out on a ledge

[cleanedslate]

[ yeah, none of this is sounding great. he narrows his eyes. ]

I've heard the name.

[ fancy boarding school guy. well, that sucks. he rubs the back of his neck slowly. he'd like to ask what a phoenix force is, but obviously you don't know either. ]

Sorry. [ because that's a thing you say when you fuck up. he's trying to get the hang of it. slow process, it still sounds alien and uncomfortable on his tongue. ]

NO LI NO

[slim]

[well if we're apologizing for shit we do to each other in the future, then]

Me too.

[we can both be uncomfortable!!!]

sjlkdsfj I MEANT OUT ON A LIMB not a ledge!

[cleanedslate]

Yeah? It doesn't so much sound like you're the one who's got something to apologize for.

[ smooth ] Whatever anyone else's been telling you.

i was worried there!!!

[slim]

[HA HAHAha hahaa... ha]

[internal sobbing]

Uh. [yeah he's at a loss for words so let's blindly grab at whatever] Thanks, that's really--that actually means a lot. To me.

<3 nope totally fine

[cleanedslate]

[ eyebrows lifting a little, but ] Yeah? Good. "Uplifting" is what I was going for there. [ beat ] Or, you know, whatever the opposite of our last encounter was. But I'll settle for uplifting.

[slim]

Actually, this is my first time meeting you.

[thanks for the uplifting]

[cleanedslate]

...Time travel, right. [ this place is stupid, he's just gonna say it ]