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maskormenacelogs2016-02-10 03:28 pm
crapbearer) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-02-10 03:28 pm
freshly minted teenager on the loose
WHO: Max and YOU
WHERE: Anywhere!
WHEN: Month of February
WHAT: Catchall log!
WARNINGS: none yet!
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A. ) The Streets of ANYWHERE
Max would never have said he liked it when The War was a looming threat, but it was certainly better than now. Before, it had simply been an unsettling background noise. But with the declaration from Russia still fresh in everyone's minds, Max could see its effect on the people he encountered. Shopkeepers seemed tense, the civilians seemed preoccupied, and the children playing on the street would actively talk about their parents' hushed whispers about the war — some would even approach ImPorts and just outright ask about what was going on.
The atmosphere was... tense. After coming back from Mexico, and after all the kidnapped ImPorts were home safe, everything seemed different. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but it was enough to make him just a smidge more withdrawn than was normal for him.
Still, as he wanders the cities, satisfying his wanderlust, sipping his hot chocolate as he looks around, shops, and explores. Occasionally he might spot another ImPort and strike up a conversation.
"You know, I thought when the kidnapped ImPorts were brought back, things might get less tense, not more."
B. ) Museum of Folklore (Heropa, FL)
Around this time of year, most of the patrons to the museum were small kids on field trips, and that was fine. Max was excellent at the tour guide thing — there's a bit of a Jungle Cruise vibe to his rounds, with the jokes he'll sprinkle in with the education.
If someone were to catch Max here, it'd probably be mid-tour on a weekday afternoon, herding a bunch of small children and teachers along the exhibits, or just at the end of the tour when the kids were enthusiastically asking questions -- some of the time, anyway. Every so often there was a bunch that was bored and tired and wanted to go home.
Or if you're lucky enough to catch him with no tour groups around, he'll greet you with a grin and a wave. "Welcome to the Museum of Folklore!"
C. ) Wildcard! Whatever you want
WHERE: Anywhere!
WHEN: Month of February
WHAT: Catchall log!
WARNINGS: none yet!
--
A. ) The Streets of ANYWHERE
Max would never have said he liked it when The War was a looming threat, but it was certainly better than now. Before, it had simply been an unsettling background noise. But with the declaration from Russia still fresh in everyone's minds, Max could see its effect on the people he encountered. Shopkeepers seemed tense, the civilians seemed preoccupied, and the children playing on the street would actively talk about their parents' hushed whispers about the war — some would even approach ImPorts and just outright ask about what was going on.
The atmosphere was... tense. After coming back from Mexico, and after all the kidnapped ImPorts were home safe, everything seemed different. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but it was enough to make him just a smidge more withdrawn than was normal for him.
Still, as he wanders the cities, satisfying his wanderlust, sipping his hot chocolate as he looks around, shops, and explores. Occasionally he might spot another ImPort and strike up a conversation.
"You know, I thought when the kidnapped ImPorts were brought back, things might get less tense, not more."
B. ) Museum of Folklore (Heropa, FL)
Around this time of year, most of the patrons to the museum were small kids on field trips, and that was fine. Max was excellent at the tour guide thing — there's a bit of a Jungle Cruise vibe to his rounds, with the jokes he'll sprinkle in with the education.
If someone were to catch Max here, it'd probably be mid-tour on a weekday afternoon, herding a bunch of small children and teachers along the exhibits, or just at the end of the tour when the kids were enthusiastically asking questions -- some of the time, anyway. Every so often there was a bunch that was bored and tired and wanted to go home.
Or if you're lucky enough to catch him with no tour groups around, he'll greet you with a grin and a wave. "Welcome to the Museum of Folklore!"
C. ) Wildcard! Whatever you want
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The words would have surprised Max not long ago, before the curse. Even now, they feel slightly foreign on his tongue, despite everything in his heart telling him it's the right thing to say. "He took us in when we had nothing!"