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Who: Colin, anyone interested in what he's doing.
Open: Like a convenience store.
When: Day 323, all morning. (BACKDATED)
Where: Several key locations around the Bastion.
What: Setting up surveillance systems
Format: Action to start, but anything's good.
Warnings: A short-tempered Colin.

( I always feel like someone is watching me. )

darkshooter

Who: Black★Rock Shooter and whoever wants to encounter her.
Open: [very much Y - hop right in.]
When: Day 307, afternoon
Where: Route A is in central Bastion, near the monument. Route B is literally anywhere within the settlement.
What: New face, new place - part deux. She's in a better frame of mind, so there won't be any hostility this time around...unless, perhaps, you happen to be someone from these events.)
Format: Action brackets, though I can try my hand at another type if you'd like. Also, multiple option setup inspired by Miki's entry. Tag the one you want - or both, if it strikes your fancy (and/or we plot something out).
Warnings: Don't know what'll happen when/if the muses she encountered in her previous post show up, but - other than that, no warnings.

( ♪ We were sailing, sailing, the wind was on our side ♪ )

dontyoujustwish

Who: Anya, Ibuki, Patchouli, and anyone else!
Open: Open! Mostly.
When: Day 309
Where: All over the Bastion
What: SNOW!
Format: I'll match
Warnings: It's Anya.

( For Ibuki and Patchouli )

( Open to All )

((OOC: And feel free to just use this post for mingling!]

grandiflora

Who: Rose Quartz, OPEN
Open: Open
When: 304
Where: The Rippling Walls
What: Being the leader of a rebellion isn't enough to prepare you for suddenly being in a destroyed world.
Format: action
Warnings: N/A

( On my face like a new day's just begun )

countingthunder

Who: River and anyone
Open: Open!
When: Day 290
Where: Skyway
What: River's arrival
Format: I'll match
Warnings: Mental instability?

River wakes to silence.

Simon isn't here. No one is, not the crew, not anyone, not even the ship.

Well, not most of the ship. Her hands are still shackled to the panel of floor grating, connecting her now with nothing. Silence.

One might think she were torn from them, the diseased flesh removed from the body, but she feels it the other way around. They've been taken from her. They didn't leave her behind, this isn't a place any of them would think to leave her or know how to get to. It isn't right. It doesn't belong in their world and she doesn't belong in it.

She makes no attempt to get up or to free herself. What she does do, is sob.

polariity

Who: The Helmsman and you
Open: Open
When: Day 288
Where: By the entrance to the Skyway
What: The Helmsman ventures out and comes back with some shinies he's heard so much about.
Format: Any
Warnings: The usual difficulties that come with chatting it up with him

Regardless of the tension that's flared up because of recent discussions, it seems as though the Helmsman's schedule hasn't changed particularly greatly. Today, just like every other day, he ventures outwards from the Tower. Unlike every other day, however, he doesn't venture off onto Dragonfield or wander about the Bastion or lay face down on the grass. Instead, when he shows up again, it's from the direction of the Skyway and a bruise blossoming on one side of his face.

And then he lays down on the grass where anyone could step on him.

At least it's not just laying, this time. Sparks of red and blue lift up tiny little shards for him to inspect curiously. For anyone in the area, he's not hard to miss.

bastionmods

amphibian

Who: EVERYBODY
Open: Open
When: 271
Where: In the empty space around the monument!
What:

PARTY MINGLE GO
Format: DO AS YOU PLEASE AND FOLLOW YOUR HEART
Warnings: If anything comes up, put it in the subject lines!

( Read more... )

polariity

Who: The Helmsman and Disciple
Open: Closed
When: 270
Where: from the Tower to the Skyway
What: The Helmsman is on now on a mission, and he's dragging his favorite cat along
Format: Prose
Warnings: Psii's mangled quirk and language

As was becoming slowly custom, Psii had gone off on his own to lay in grass and wander around a bit. Unlike other times, however, he's actually done something called "social interaction" and, well, that's just about changed everything for the plan today.

It's best demonstrated when he returns to the hive, glancing inside only long enough to make sure that Disciple is both there and awake.

g3t 1n th3 f0ur wh33l3d tr4n2p0rt4t10n v3h1cl3 l023r w3'r3 901n9 fl0w3r p1ck1n9

And with that, he starts to float right back out of the apartment.

amphibian

Who: Aoi and every resident of the Bastion she can get her hands on.
Open: HELL YEAH
When: Throughout day 270
Where: WHEREVER YOU ARE; she's hunting people down!
What: Aoi has big plans and a small amount of time and she needs everyone's help to make this party happen!
Format: Action tags preferred, but I'll match!
Warnings: N/A

( i can tell that we are gonna be friends! )

(( ooc: Partylog will be a separate post made later! Timing-wise, Aoi will be recruiting assistance throughout the day so that decorations and food and such are prepared, just not put out, and either having people stay up late or wake up early to help put things out during the night so the party's ready the following morning, but we'll probably handwave the actual set-up unless anyone is particularly inclined to threading it out. Tags and partylog might be delayed depending on how bad the blizzard I am smack-dab in the middle of messes with the power. ))

disciplewhomsignlessloves

Who: The Disiple; Everyone
Open: Open
When: 266
Where: Her apartment; Skyway; near the edge of Bastion at the river
What: Disciple was given free reign to do what she does best: hunt.
Format: Will match!
Warnings: Butchering etc

( And nothing gets in )

emissaries

Who: The Emissary and you~
Open: Open
When: Day 270, afternoon to late night
Where: various locations within the Bastion
What: The Emissary runs errands, does crafts, and pesters people. Not necessarily in that order.
Format: starting with prose, will follow
Warnings: talk of death and the departed?

( Here there and everywhere )

cyan_maid

[Part 1 - CLOSED to The Emissary]

( But you are not Alice )

[Part 2 - OPEN to all]

( And this is not Wonderland )

polariity

When: Day 255, midday
Who: The Helmsman and anyone who trips over his prone body
Open/Close: Open
Where: The middle of the Bastion, facedown
What: You know what's nice? Grass is nice.
Format: I'll match
Warning: Blood warning/minor self harm in Aoi and Disciple threads

Ever since he'd been brought to the hospital in the middle of the night by Aradia and the Disciple, the Helmsman has been quiet. His throat has been in no condition to really speak, which had been one thing, but besides that... Any attempts to speak with him have just earned a narrow eyed look and thinned lips, although he'd gone along with attempts to feed him and put him into some cleaner clothes.

Apparently, today's the day that changes because anyone going about their business in the Bastion is liable to notice the gray-skinned and horned alien laying facedown in the middle of the little settlement. The clothes he's wearing are far too big for his food-deprived skinny body but despite what it looks like, he is breathing and is alive.

Don't mind him, he's just gonna be here for a while. If you trip, well, that's your problem. Suck it up.

emissaries

Who: the Emissary, the Disciple, the Psiioniic, and you!
Open: Open like love is a door
When: Day 248, some hours after this.
Where: Near the entrance to the Skyway.
What: The trolls finally drag their asses into the Bastion.
Format: Starting with prose, but will follow.
Warnings: Troll blood and injuries. Also, the Psiioniic.

( Hello darkness, my old friend... )

emissaries

Who: the Emissary, the Disciple, the Helmsman
Open: Closed
When: Day 248
Where: Skyway
What: So three aliens walk into a bar, only instead it's a crashed spaceship on a ruined planet, and there's no booze. Actually, wait, this joke sucks.
Format: starting with log, but will match.
Warnings: well, Psii's gonna be a bit messed up.

( Troll Lenny Bruce is not afraid )

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The Bastion - a DWRP game

Entries tagged with the helmsman

Day 323 (Open)

Day 307 ★ 002 ★ [Open]

Day 309 [Open]

[Day 304] I want to feel the sun shine [OPEN]

Day 290 [Open]

Day 288

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lap eight // day 271 (open) // IT'S PARTY TIME

Day 270 ♊Fuck off, assholes, can't you see I'm flowerpicking

lap seven // day 270 (open)

Backdated to Day 266 :: OPEN (mostly)

Day 270 ♈ Open

Day 264 [Log; Part 1 Closed, Part 2 Open]

Day 255 - Yeah no

Day 248, Night ♈ Open

Day 248 ♈ Closed

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