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- *intro log,
- agents of shield: daisy johnson,
- all about j: j,
- danger days killjoys: the girl,
- dragon age: dorian pavus,
- frozen: elsa,
- mass effect: clone shepard,
- mass effect: commander shepard,
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- mcu: tony stark,
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- metal gear: liquid snake,
- metal gear: solid snake,
- mushishi: ginko,
- original character: adrien arbuckal,
- persona 4: yu narukami,
- red vs blue: agent texas,
- star wars: rey,
- the walking dead: carl grimes (crau),
- tron: rinzler (crau),
- uncharted: chloe frazer,
- uncharted: elena fisher,
- uncharted: nathan drake,
- undertale: frisk,
- undertale: mettaton,
- x-men movies: charles xavier,
- x-men movies: peter maximoff
( june intro log )
Who: Everyone
When: June 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Collectives ASH3 - BF3 - CLF5
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the vacation spot of the Collective.
Warnings: None for now. Please label your content!
When: June 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Collectives ASH3 - BF3 - CLF5
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the vacation spot of the Collective.
Warnings: None for now. Please label your content!
I N T R O L O G |
"Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us."
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Shore leave ish!
[The great thing about having a friend the size of a - well, a boat - is that they're really easy to spot. Even if they are a swim away.
She'd make that swim, but she's got a margarita in one hand - she's pretty much had one in hand since the moment she set food on the sand - and she doesn't want it to get all salt-watery.
Instead she stands and waves and yells, grinning with the easy grace if someone who's carefully kept herself just tipsy for the past- um. Amount of time. She lost track.
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[he turns around, but doesn't quite get up. just leaning back on one hand.]
What did you do?
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[She takes a sip of her drink.]
I didn't do anything, I'm innocent!
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[he was entirely zoned out, sorry allison.]
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[Hopefully that's not like, super insulting, she just wants to playfully jab here.]
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[he decides to go back to the shore, standing up and probably blotting out the sun by accident. and also making huge waves with his giant-ass feet.]
Enjoying the sun, then?
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[Allison yelps as waves splash up against her, escaping a bit further up the beach.]
Yeah, sun's great. Drinks are great. How you doing?
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[riptide does not take notice.]
I'm tired. What about you?
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Hey, sit down would you?
[She points imperiously at the sand. Trying to look Riptide in the face when they talk is a real neck strain.]
I am pleasantly buzzed. This place knows its liquor.
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I've been meaning to check that out... I just got distracted. [he's been that a lot recently.] I think.
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You think?
[Allison purses her lips and squints up at Riptide. Then she does her very best to climb on top of his leg, spilling the rest of her drink in the process - it's okay, there's sand in it now anyway.]
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Is it really that obvious?
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You're definitely blue and I don't mean your paint.
[She gives his leg a pat.]
Tell me your wobot roes. Robot rows. Woebot... Fuck. What's troubling you?
[Shut up she's not entirely sober.]
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[he looks not unlike a moody teenager being forced into Talking by a parent.]
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I know stuff. [Probably not Riptide's particular type of stuff, but still. Stuff.] Tell me more.
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[he shrugs.]
What about you?
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I've actually been doing pretty good lately, outside of panicking about my friends getting hurt and dying. [That includes you, Riptide.]
Keeping busy helps get my mind off of everything, though.
The alcohol, too.
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[he rubs a hand over his face.]
Has anyone else--?
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[Apparently deciding that sitting is too hard, Allison lies back.]
None since, y'know... you... that I know of.
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[said with a triumphant nod.]
Good. I mean, not good, but-- you know what I mean.
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[She is totally an artist. Of drinking booze.]
No more dead people is good. And I'm glad you're not dead either, you giant metal butthead.
[She rolls over to hug his knee a little.]