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zerotohiro) wrote in estoria2016-02-27 06:33 pm
Entry tags:
- adrien agreste,
- anakin skywalker,
- athena cykes,
- byakuya togami,
- cao pi,
- chibi,
- chrollo lucilfer,
- dipper pines,
- england (arthur kirkland),
- genos,
- himeko inaba,
- hiro hamada,
- jaune arc,
- kashuu kiyomitsu,
- levi ackerman,
- merlin,
- milla,
- minato arisato,
- mitsuru kirijo,
- sakuya le bel shirogane,
- souji okita (hakuouki),
- yang xiao long,
- yu narukami
[Open] There's a Point Where It Tips, There's a Point Where It Breaks
Who: Everyone in Cerealia who figured out the code words for this meeting
When: Evening of IC 5/31, after Hawke's network post
Where: Sanctuary
What: "A pizza party" aka a meeting about the new masked figure that appeared.
Warnings: N/A, maybe some talks about what Alien-kun had to say, etc.
[It's evening by the time Hiro gets to the Sanctuary. Anyone who had seen him this morning will have spotted him with Baymax, both of them sans their normal armor and Baymax carrying what looks like a giant box. They had preparations to make, after all. He makes his way in and out of the building a few times but by the time the first of their guests arrive, everything's set up.
Upon entering the Sanctuary, Baymax moves to stand guard and collect your CereVice in a box at the door. Please don't cheat, he doesn't like when people aren't playing fair. In exchange for the CereVice, you will receive a form and a pencil before Baymax cheerfully waves you away.
Hiro's sitting on a table at the head of the lounge watching people come in. Hawke had promised these people pizza and cake (Hawke why) and he's delivering on that promise. The stack is about as tall as he is, more than enough to feed everyone who's shown up. He waits until a majority of the people show up before he clears his throat to gather attention.]
...uh, hey! [Well. That's a great, confident start.] I know this was sort of last minute and everything, but I really appreciate all of you coming by and actually listening to Hawke. [Sorry Hawke. But there's a grin which says he's more than appreciative.] I know you're probably here for free food, but there's a couple of things you should know. [Sliding off of the table, he moves to stand in front of what looks like a small mechanical box.]
When we all got back a few days ago, I started thinking about the fact that CERES can watch us from...pretty much anywhere. So I took some plans for something else I've been working on, improvised a little bit and created this thing. It'll deflect the signal from our implants and block them out completely as long as we're in this room. I've tested it out a couple of time already, the whole thing gets thrown off. It's...why I wanted to meet here! Because that sort of leads right to my next point.
[There's a small sigh as he paces the room, Baymax waddling after him. He moves back to the table he'd been sitting on to pull up the mask he'd been given a while ago.]
All of you probably received one of these either from that fortune teller, Aria, or it just showed up. And while we were out there? Some of you probably found the terminal like I did and spoke with a masked figure. [A beat.] I'm starting to realize that it told all of us something different, but the most important part is that it's with the Flamine Federation. You know. The guys who supposedly destroyed our planets. Baymax gave all of you a form--um. [And here he pauses, unsure if it's really appropriate to be ordering people to share information but then again that's what they all need. He's always believed everybody needs to be aware of what's happening.] Basically I guess just...answer what you can and tack it up on the board--[A gesture to a large bulletin board he pulled from who knows where.]--and talk amongst yourselves about what happened out there? Alien...the monsters, that weird altar? A bunch of you saw that, right? What was that about?
[Dear god somebody help him.] ...look, I tried. There's free food. This is about all I could throw together so fast before something else happens here. So...yeah. Let's just start figuring out what's really happening here, okay?
[Vague hand gestures? Vague hand gestures. He shuts up after that and sort of shrinks back into his hoodie, jumping back up on the table to hand out food and keep an eye on the room. All right, colonists. You know what to do.]
[ooc: Welcome to the info-sharing mingle! The idea behind this is for characters to ICly fill out this form (coded by the wonderful Fidgey/Katsura-mun) and have it displayed for everyone to view that information. You can post your sheet in your comment or link it to a post elsewhere in your journal, or even post it in the post I made that the form's posted into. HOWEVER this is open to everyone even if your character didn't speak to the alien and just wants to check stuff out! As a note: characters will start to feel sick after about two hours in the Sanctuary due to the frequency deflector. Sorry about that! Any questions hit me up via PM or plurk at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
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Master List of Forms
When: Evening of IC 5/31, after Hawke's network post
Where: Sanctuary
What: "A pizza party" aka a meeting about the new masked figure that appeared.
Warnings: N/A, maybe some talks about what Alien-kun had to say, etc.
[It's evening by the time Hiro gets to the Sanctuary. Anyone who had seen him this morning will have spotted him with Baymax, both of them sans their normal armor and Baymax carrying what looks like a giant box. They had preparations to make, after all. He makes his way in and out of the building a few times but by the time the first of their guests arrive, everything's set up.
Upon entering the Sanctuary, Baymax moves to stand guard and collect your CereVice in a box at the door. Please don't cheat, he doesn't like when people aren't playing fair. In exchange for the CereVice, you will receive a form and a pencil before Baymax cheerfully waves you away.
Hiro's sitting on a table at the head of the lounge watching people come in. Hawke had promised these people pizza and cake (Hawke why) and he's delivering on that promise. The stack is about as tall as he is, more than enough to feed everyone who's shown up. He waits until a majority of the people show up before he clears his throat to gather attention.]
...uh, hey! [Well. That's a great, confident start.] I know this was sort of last minute and everything, but I really appreciate all of you coming by and actually listening to Hawke. [Sorry Hawke. But there's a grin which says he's more than appreciative.] I know you're probably here for free food, but there's a couple of things you should know. [Sliding off of the table, he moves to stand in front of what looks like a small mechanical box.]
When we all got back a few days ago, I started thinking about the fact that CERES can watch us from...pretty much anywhere. So I took some plans for something else I've been working on, improvised a little bit and created this thing. It'll deflect the signal from our implants and block them out completely as long as we're in this room. I've tested it out a couple of time already, the whole thing gets thrown off. It's...why I wanted to meet here! Because that sort of leads right to my next point.
[There's a small sigh as he paces the room, Baymax waddling after him. He moves back to the table he'd been sitting on to pull up the mask he'd been given a while ago.]
All of you probably received one of these either from that fortune teller, Aria, or it just showed up. And while we were out there? Some of you probably found the terminal like I did and spoke with a masked figure. [A beat.] I'm starting to realize that it told all of us something different, but the most important part is that it's with the Flamine Federation. You know. The guys who supposedly destroyed our planets. Baymax gave all of you a form--um. [And here he pauses, unsure if it's really appropriate to be ordering people to share information but then again that's what they all need. He's always believed everybody needs to be aware of what's happening.] Basically I guess just...answer what you can and tack it up on the board--[A gesture to a large bulletin board he pulled from who knows where.]--and talk amongst yourselves about what happened out there? Alien...the monsters, that weird altar? A bunch of you saw that, right? What was that about?
[Dear god somebody help him.] ...look, I tried. There's free food. This is about all I could throw together so fast before something else happens here. So...yeah. Let's just start figuring out what's really happening here, okay?
[Vague hand gestures? Vague hand gestures. He shuts up after that and sort of shrinks back into his hoodie, jumping back up on the table to hand out food and keep an eye on the room. All right, colonists. You know what to do.]
[ooc: Welcome to the info-sharing mingle! The idea behind this is for characters to ICly fill out this form (coded by the wonderful Fidgey/Katsura-mun) and have it displayed for everyone to view that information. You can post your sheet in your comment or link it to a post elsewhere in your journal, or even post it in the post I made that the form's posted into. HOWEVER this is open to everyone even if your character didn't speak to the alien and just wants to check stuff out! As a note: characters will start to feel sick after about two hours in the Sanctuary due to the frequency deflector. Sorry about that! Any questions hit me up via PM or plurk at
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True.
I just wanted to thank you personally and offer my services to you as well should there be anything within my abilities to do so. I may not have been here long but I wish to help in any way that I can.
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[ she's a bit taken aback by that. ]
For what?
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In a place like this, knowledge like that can be very powerful. The fact that you wished to share it without another thought is admirable.
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Now that you mention it, though... I do have a favour.
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Of course, what is it?
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[ information is her best weapon after all. ]
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That sounds perfect. Thank you in advance!
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[ He'll give her another nod but this time keeping his head low. Maybe even his expression softening a bit. ]
I am also known as a hero where I'm from and possess great fighting strength so should you ever require those services, I can provide those as well.
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it's close. ]
Woah- you can hold your head high don't worry. [ she gives him a soft pat on the shoulder this time around. ]
But thank you! Do you have a superhero name?
[ asking the important things... again. ]
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I do. It's Demon Cyborg.
[ Very important questions with excellent answers. ]
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[ sweats nervously... ]
Who gave you that name?
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[ Clearly not bothered at all.... ]
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I wish the Bar Association gave me a nickname.
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You're a lawyer?
[ ... ] My apologies but you seem rather young.
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[ present > attorney's badge! ]
And that's right, I'm a bit too young for my profession, but I'm going to be one that's reckoned with in the future!
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Impressive; I didn't realize it was possible. [ There sure were a lot of people who were bright in this place, weren't there? Though on the matter of what she was worried about previously.... ]
If you wish to have a call-name, perhaps you could enlist colleagues of yours to think of something that would fit your style.
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It can even be my superhero name. Not that I'm a superhero, but I have saved lives.
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Heroes are those who the people who will stand up against those who want to do wrong.
[ Okay so his master might have never said it quite like that but this Genos and his hero-worship at it's finest. And honestly, Genos has learned quite a bit about what makes heroes...heroes. ]
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[ she shares the same point of view!!
except. she is also an attention whore... ]
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[ He'll nod and continue to speak fondly of him. ]
Do you have any sort of ideas what you may be called?
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[ she even twirls around as she says it. ]
How's that, how's that?
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Genos approves of it. (Because he honestly doesn't know any better.) ]
I would consider that a good call-name.
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[ her eyes are beaming with glee. and she even hugs genos. SORRY (AGAIN) FOR YOUR PERSONAL SPACE. ]
Woohoo! Thanks!
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You are most welcome.
However, you should still ask your peers for their opinion.
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