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nysalogs2018-05-09 05:41 pm
dontgiveabuckland) wrote in nysalogs2018-05-09 05:41 pm
OPEN | I lost control
Who: Cam Buckland (dontgiveabuckland) & YOU
What: Catch all open log for May
When: May
Where: Flona Cove and in the forest
Warning(s): None
I. Get a job, like everyone else, Cam
[Cam is now the proud owner of three (3) daggers which means one thing: juggling!
There’s something nostalgic about busking for coin—feels like a lifetime since he left his life as a traveling entertainer, even though he spent 24 years of his 25-year-long life doing it. So much has happened since then; he’d gained no small amount of notoriety all over the Dawn Republic, fought giants and defeated medusas, inspired a (less than flattering) show detailing he and his friends’ adventures. Went from a nobody, to a somebody, and here he is again. A nobody.
And it’s harder to mooch free rent when you’re a nobody. JJ, Frederick, and Clair haven’t complained yet, but Cam isn’t entirely without shame. So here he is, on a more popular spot of Flona Cove, with his bandana upturned on the ground in front of him, silently beckoning for coins, as he puts on a show. The dagger juggling is a little rusty, and he occasionally has to catch them by the handle instead of the blade, but can you juggle daggers, anonymous reader of meta?]
(or Option B): [There are two Cam Bucklands, heaven help your soul. One of them is flawlessly juggling an impressive amount of knives, while the other one is being his own hype man, calling out to the crowd,]
Witness! Feats of daring like you’ve never seen before!! [Then, covering his mouth, and (poorly) throwing a falsetto voice,] He’s so cool and manly!
[Two guesses which one is the illusory duplicate.]
II. When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, (That's Vena Amoris)
[In the forest, there is a cry for help. Less mournful or spooky and more just… incessant and annoying. Just, heeeeeeeeeeelp, Help! Help-help-help-help-help! in a repetitive cadence. It echoes around the trees, disturbing any nearby wildlife, and altogether just bothering anything within a one mile radius.
At the center of it all, is Cam Buckland, helplessly and impressively tangled in vines, to the point that his feet no longer touch the ground. He’s hanging at a slightly skewed angle, arms and legs splayed into awkward positions as he looks at the world at an angle. He’s heard about some of the more… aggressive plants out in the forest, but that does no good for him now, hopelessly stuck and waiting for some kind soul to take pity on him.
Heeeeeeelp]
dontgiveabuckland) & YOU What: Catch all open log for May
When: May
Where: Flona Cove and in the forest
Warning(s): None
I. Get a job, like everyone else, Cam
[Cam is now the proud owner of three (3) daggers which means one thing: juggling!
There’s something nostalgic about busking for coin—feels like a lifetime since he left his life as a traveling entertainer, even though he spent 24 years of his 25-year-long life doing it. So much has happened since then; he’d gained no small amount of notoriety all over the Dawn Republic, fought giants and defeated medusas, inspired a (less than flattering) show detailing he and his friends’ adventures. Went from a nobody, to a somebody, and here he is again. A nobody.
And it’s harder to mooch free rent when you’re a nobody. JJ, Frederick, and Clair haven’t complained yet, but Cam isn’t entirely without shame. So here he is, on a more popular spot of Flona Cove, with his bandana upturned on the ground in front of him, silently beckoning for coins, as he puts on a show. The dagger juggling is a little rusty, and he occasionally has to catch them by the handle instead of the blade, but can you juggle daggers, anonymous reader of meta?]
(or Option B): [There are two Cam Bucklands, heaven help your soul. One of them is flawlessly juggling an impressive amount of knives, while the other one is being his own hype man, calling out to the crowd,]
Witness! Feats of daring like you’ve never seen before!! [Then, covering his mouth, and (poorly) throwing a falsetto voice,] He’s so cool and manly!
[Two guesses which one is the illusory duplicate.]
II. When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, (That's Vena Amoris)
[In the forest, there is a cry for help. Less mournful or spooky and more just… incessant and annoying. Just, heeeeeeeeeeelp, Help! Help-help-help-help-help! in a repetitive cadence. It echoes around the trees, disturbing any nearby wildlife, and altogether just bothering anything within a one mile radius.
At the center of it all, is Cam Buckland, helplessly and impressively tangled in vines, to the point that his feet no longer touch the ground. He’s hanging at a slightly skewed angle, arms and legs splayed into awkward positions as he looks at the world at an angle. He’s heard about some of the more… aggressive plants out in the forest, but that does no good for him now, hopelessly stuck and waiting for some kind soul to take pity on him.
Heeeeeeelp]
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This actually leaves him perplexed for a moment. Does Rohan actually have ... friends he's close enough to to just ring in like that? Does Rohan have any friends at all? ]
I guess I could leave Vane a text. [ Vane and Mikazuki are his only friends. ]
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[Beggers CAN be choosers.]
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And that matters, how? [ does he want to get out or not ]
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[Uuuuuuggh. He's bored.]
Why don't you just do it?