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randomizing2013-06-10 11:28 am
randomly_modding) wrote in randomizing2013-06-10 11:28 am
[ 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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[you're doing that weird future lingo like yolo and swag aren't you] It's kind of you to be concerned over my well-being, but I'm okay. I've always been okay.
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[JK also nah yolo is way too retro. the coins slip into the machine one after another, and after some lightning-fast presses of the buttons, a small package of gum drops into bart's waiting hand.
he pulls his hand out of the machine, pops two strips into his mouth and starts chewing, and then offers scott the package.]
Wah' shum?
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[was it only him or did he just barely see this guy push the vending machine buttons]
[scott puts his hand up and shakes his head] No thanks. It's yours.
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Your loss. [and there go the rest of the gum strips. mmm delicious gum that doesn't fill him up at all, dammit.] What kind of superhero name is Scott anyway? Is it short for something like Scott the Savage Silver Something-or-other?
[assuming superhero because why else would he be wearing spandex?]
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I'm called Cyclops on the field.
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Cyclops? [that earns scott a curious - and also kind of weirded out - look.] Aren't those supposed to be giants with one who stomp around going 'hrrrargh, me stomp you' [cue bad re-enactment here] all the time or something like that?
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[not that you could tell with those shades covering like half his face]
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[gesturing at scott's weirdo glasses, but he's smiling so he's not being deliberately mean.]
Why're you wearing those anyway? I mean, the color's pretty cool but Iii don't think that's the kinda fashion statement you wanna make.
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[he can be tactful he will not ask about it he will sit his butt down and not - nah, too boring.]
What kinda eye condition?
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The kind that could end up hurting people.
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[well that's depressing. bart falls silent and resumes chewing his gum, eyes shifting so that he's back to staring - this time awkwardly - at the vending machine.
after a second:]
Sorry.
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That's okay, you--you don't have to apologize.
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Nah, everyone keeps telling me I need to learn to keep my mouth shut, but I guess that hasn't happened yet.
[also wow he just realized he never introduced himself oops. so much for good manners.]
I'm Bart. [sheepish headscratch.] Forgot to say that earlier too.
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[small smile] It's nice to meet you, Bart. [holds out his hand for a shake all formal and gentlemanly like]
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shut up scott's totally a friend now. bart's totally reaching out to give that hand a firmshake, even if he's way more comfortable with brofists and high fives.also now that the awkward has been broken again, bart feels comfortable returning to his chatterbox ways.]
So you think anyone's actually gonna come for us tomorrow? Or are we gonna be stuck here for the rest of eternity and forced into cannibalism like they show on those TV shows?
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[also what an imagination] We'll be fine. Someone will have to check up on us after the twenty-four hour time limit.
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How do you know? What if it's all some really big trap and we're being lied to?
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