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Save Our Earth Mods ([personal profile] ourearth) wrote in [community profile] saveourearth2018-09-02 08:34 pm

Let's proudly not melt, shall we? [Mingle]

Date: 31.8-9.9.2018

Characters: Open


With the end of the eternal summer heat in sight, the last gasp of summer festivities start in Mossgate. The first signs come when the flag above the town hall showing the town coat of arms is removed and replaced with the bright and beautiful pride flag. Anticipation is high in the LGBT+ areas of town, and the traditional pride pre-parties take place in the LGBT+ venues on Friday and Saturday nights. Bunting starts to go up along the main streets of town, and volunteers are gathered for meetings and rehearsals. Any latecomers who still wish to volunteer are invited to turn up and make themselves known at this point (especially anyone with a valid first aid certificate!)

Pride officially opens on Sunday, with special free walking tours of the notable LGBT+ venues and sights around town twice a day, as well as open lectures at the universities featuring such topics as “Defining ourselves: deconstructing LGBT+ labels” and “Not just Stonewall: a brief history of LGBT+ activism”. Interested parties can sign up online using the local theatre's website, where they will also be able to browse the special LGBT+ program for the week (which, unfortunately, is not free, but those volunteering at any point over the week will be provided with two free tickets as one of their perks – either to be used alone for two events, or with a companion for one). The twice monthly LGBT+ book club is holding a special taster event on Wednesday evening, and the comic store is also holding special events each evening, focusing on a different LGBT+ character or author each night. Some of the religious institutions in the town are holding special LGBT affirmative services, and some are also holding drop in sessions. The RSPCA holds a pride themed dog show. Certain beauty stores, hair salons and barbers are holding trans-friendly sessions and workshops, some outside of normal working hours (although some are only accessible by signing up in advance). During the evening, there will be LGBT+ pub quizzes and special LGBT+ events up and down the high street. And, of course, plenty of other stores will also be taking advantage of the pink pound and the locals will notice the sudden influx of rainbow products, especially in the touristy shops along the beach front.

The main event is the pride parade, held from 11AM on Saturday, starting at the town hall, progressing along the main beach front road and ending up at the Green from around 2PM. It's a massive event, equal to Brighton or Manchester, with plenty of floats and sponsors. All along the parade route, flags, bunting and ribbons float in the sea breeze and barriers have been placed to keep the audience from getting under the feet of the walkers, dancers, prancers and stompers that will make up a part of the parade's diverse make-up. The parade itself is made up of an interesting mix of local businesses and big name sponsors; the local walking society walking behind Absolut vodka, the WI walking ahead of Skittles, and the local scouts being proceeded by Stonewall and followed by the Conservative Party.

There is one unforeseen thing happening this year though that will be throwing everyone into a tizzy for a bit: In between the last security check and the head of the pride parade arriving at the spot outside the town museum, someone has managed to sneak a giant cake in the way of the parade. The parade will come to an abrupt stop for almost half an hour while rumours run wild about the reason for which the parade has stopped, ranging from a terrorist attack to a romantic proposal. Eventually, the cake turns out to be entirely harmless, is removed and the parade continues. But news of it spread soon, and it is moved to a square where people are allowed to take pictures with it. It is, of course, heavily advised against trying to eat from it. Just that it doesn't explode doesn't mean that it meets food safety standards...

The Green has once again been set up with stalls for sponsors and local businesses, including charities like the RSPCA and the Samaritans. Those out for freebies won't be disappointed, with stickers, badges and sweets being handed out left, right and centre, especially by the representations of political parties who are doing their best to build some trust back up with the population. The local reproductive health centre also has a stand, handing out condoms, dental dams, and advice.

A dance area and a DJ have been set up around the bandstand, and with several bars having build temporary extensions, the party will go on well into the night, although the parade officially ends at nightfall, when there is a fireworks display. After the fireworks, the Green is temporary cleared, and after it reopens, only those with ID proving themselves to be 18 are allowed back inside. There is, however, an alternative, alcohol free party held in the town hall for any ages.

Pride officially concludes on Sunday evening with the Kings and Queens ball, an extension by tradition that is held in the Hive. With the bar cleared out to make a second dance floor, there is a flamboyant tie dress code, (as long as it's smart and fabulous, you'll be welcomed), and while tickets generally sell out months in advance, Alexander keeps a few to one side for late comers, and volunteers are (again) provided with two as part of their package. When the bell finally tolls at 2AM, and the last partygoers are sent home, Mossgate will return to it's usual, quiet self (but the glitter will take some time to clean up completely).


[ooc: Eating from the cake will give characters a plot echo. It will also make them high and give them indigestion the next day.]
blueskying: (in moon and stars)

[personal profile] blueskying 2018-09-14 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Little bit of both," he responds readily. "It's good to show the colors." He hasn't seen Sam since going into those tunnels and coming out with some kind of sixth sense, but he knows the older man well enough that he can immediately hear a sort of discordance about him, a mismatch with his outwards attitude.

Is that something he can tease out? Hm. "Still awful hot today, huh? With this crowd it's enough to give you a headache."
blueskying: (And where I breathe there is no death)

[personal profile] blueskying 2018-09-14 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
There's an immediate answer and a congregant close enough to overhear - not hard, Sky may be less affected but is still talking more loudly than strictly necessary - preemptively turns away.

"How does he smell?" As well as louder, he's making a deliberate effort to speak clearly and not slur his words. "Not good!"

This passes as wit right now.
Edited 2018-09-14 00:09 (UTC)
blueskying: (in shining of the river’s course)

[personal profile] blueskying 2018-09-14 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
There's a young man tripping out on the grass, a pretty one but also super young, and by now Sky's suspicious that that cake is behind certain things. He's not hugely affected himself and is making the effort to look like his mood isn't altered at all, but Sky has been there. Oh, Sky has been there.

Leaning out over the young man, his voice louder than is really necessary, he says, "I think you need a sign so no one trips over you! What a terrible way to start fall."
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-09-14 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
Sadie is paying infinitely less attention to the decor than Ben, stuck in the shocked cycle of 'ohmygodifancymybestfriend' now being joined by 'ohgoddidiaccidentallyaskhimonadate?!'. It would explain the flowers...

The change of grip from her hand to her arm and Ben's gentle tug on her arm does pull her out of her panic.

"Drink. Right." Smooth Sadie... "Good idea, dancing is going to be thirsty work!"

She let's Ben lead her over to the bar, trying to push down her thoughts, she came here to have a good time and she wasn't going to let her brain ruin it.

The bar is pretty busy with everyone arriving around the same time and so the two find themselves waiting by the bar for one of the busy bar tenders to serve them.

"I'm glad we were able to come, I felt so sick this morning after that cake yesterday..."
tobodlygo: (beat em up)

WEE WOO WEE WOO

[personal profile] tobodlygo 2018-09-14 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
Okay. Okay, he can feel the sobbing subsiding and Walter's breathing is evening out. Okay, that's good.

Jim continues to hold him close, shifting slightly to get the arm that was wrapped around to rub gently on the base of his neck, threading the fingers of the other and through Walters and squeezing to ground him.

tobodlygo: (insterst)

It's totally one of Sadie's cats.

[personal profile] tobodlygo 2018-09-14 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
Jim exhales loudly, nodding. Well at least his suspicions were confirmed. Also, all the cans are untouched and still cold, Dr. Pepper, Coke and Fanta, mostly. Jim's already drunk like three of the Vimto's.

"I ate, like, so much cake. I am not even me right now, which is novel because I have a feeling I've started to not be me for a while now, but this is a whole new level of not being myself." He rambles softly, approaching Ben but staying far enough away not to crowd the dude as he also leans against the wall.

"You've been on the network, then? Or at least, you heard this blabber mouth? I talk so much, not recently because you guys get distracting when I'm balls deep in an engine but you have done.... the thing." he trails off as he watches a cat approach from the other side of the alleyway. Immediately, Jim is trying to coax her over.
tobodlygo: (asdjsfhdkkffm)

[personal profile] tobodlygo 2018-09-14 09:54 am (UTC)(link)
Jim lets out a startled yell as soon as Sky starts to lean over and talk at him.

"Baahh?!" He says, eloquently, his rose tinted sunglasses now askew on his face.

iamnotgod: A man, hands up at chest level, staring left and down (In The Dark)

Re: WEE WOO WEE WOO

[personal profile] iamnotgod 2018-09-14 03:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Eventually, somehow, he manages to run out of tears - and aren't I a mess? he thinks. He'd laugh at himself, really, but it'd just come out as mere hissing. The sensation of numbness is finally kicking in over his superhuman thinking speed. Good ol' serotonin.

The neck rub feels nice, more than he can express- and, more than anything else, he just wants to get out of here.

"Thanks," he breathes. And then, some more immediate sensory memories come in.

"Did I really make you run into a bathroom?" He pulls away a little, attempting to meet Jim's face, though he's also clearly embarrassed.
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-09-14 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Sadie laughs as she starts to guide Walter down the corridor. "Don't get me started, I've been keeping an eagle eye on that section all day!"

She smiles, "When you go in there should be some buckets with treats in for the animals, and this room is pretty quiet compared to the other areas so it should be nice and relaxing."
iamnotgod: A man, smiling and holding a book. (When He Smiles.)

[personal profile] iamnotgod 2018-09-15 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
Walter's expression turns more thoughtful.

"No sign of any bunny-nappers, though, right?"

Except for actual grabby kids, perhaps...

"Exactly what I'm looking for, then. Thanks!"
warped_replica: Temp sketch icon (Human: Cover Neutral)

II

[personal profile] warped_replica 2018-09-15 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
Prior to one such lecture at the university, a teenager arrives early on his own with a notebook and a printed map in hand. He looks at the map repeatedly as he approaches down the hallway. Spotting the older man seated with a book, Benjiro walks up close enough to speak at a comfortable level while minding personal space. Since he began wearing his mask, he has noticed a subtle expanding of the personal space kept between himself and others. For today, he’s wearing a white mask and a collared shirt with a button-up front and clean slacks, hoping to offset the odd accessory.

Bowing his head and shoulders, he’ll ask, “Excuse me... I’m sorry to bother you. I am here to attend the lecture titled ‘Defining Ourselves’. Do you know if that’s here or someplace else?”
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-09-15 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Contrary to the effect that Sky was going for Sadie just looks a bit horrified.

"You-you shouldn't say that! He can't help that he can't smell good!"
warped_replica: Temp sketch icon (Human: Laugh)

That’s Walter’s thing tyvm

[personal profile] warped_replica 2018-09-15 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
“Not that much... The Internet in my head would make my brain short-circuit. Too many cat memes,” he sniggers. He’ll clarify as best he can with his mind in such a muddled state, “It’s more like...I know how to build something new.” Not quite a superpower, but even he doesn’t yet realize the level of mechanical prowess he has been granted.

Trailing on her heels, he stumbles only a step when he first hits the sand. He’ll pause seeing her removing her sandals and follow suit, because who wants sand in tennis shoes anyway? Kicking each off, he’ll stand on one foot to pull each matching sock off in succession. It is as he pulls on the second that he feels a sudden yank that takes him over. Flopping down into the sand next to Sadie, he looks over at her almost wide-eyed only to burst out laughing.
Edited 2018-09-15 15:46 (UTC)
warped_replica: Temporary sketch mode until I can make better icons (Human: Happy)

Yeah yeah

[personal profile] warped_replica 2018-09-15 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
I appreciate that. And I can assure you small spaces don’t bother me. Barring an emergency however, he does intend to text ahead of time for permission. Benjiro has a rough idea of the schedule Walter keeps, but that does not account for variances.

You don’t need to perform, but I think a comment on a classic might go a long way.

Once he has his lunch prepared, he returns to his room to eat with the door closed and locked as a precaution.
iamnotgod: A man, smiling and holding a book. (When He Smiles.)

We're into the t-t-t-TIMESKIP

[personal profile] iamnotgod 2018-09-15 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Well-noted on both counts. ;)

If I'm not by in the next ten minutes, then I'll knock when I DO get there.


And, well, Walter wasn't exactly kidding about visiting before Ben's break was over... but he's gotten into the habit of biking at full speed only when traffic is down, to reduce any chances of being spotted. (Messing with satellite capturing would be as troublesome as it'd be useful, but there's not much it can render at this distance.) It's a few hours yet before he's able to take to any 'back roads' and get over to Ben's aunts' house.

And yes, he knocks.
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

II

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-09-15 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Sadie skips in Jim's direction, easily guessing that he was on the lawn near the yummy, yummy cake.

"Jim! I-I'm here to shout at the mean grass!"
warped_replica: Temp sketch icon (Human: Cover Neutral)

TBF, all cats are Sadie’s cats

[personal profile] warped_replica 2018-09-15 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
The cold can of Fanta feels quite good in his hand given the heat, and he cradles it in both as he settles comfortably back against the wall with it. The teenager starts fiddling with the opener tab, lifting it with a nail then sliding the pressure off to get a metallic click from it. He shouldn’t open it. Maybe in a few minutes, but he doesn’t have a straw, which would be so nice the top tab is so perfect for a straw. Maybe a silly straw. Those are fun even if they are less efficient.

Rambling or not, Benjiro can only relate to the notion Jim is trying to get across while standing at the wall with him. He frowns faintly, “It’d be confusing to be two people. Two...three?” He murmurs the uncertainty as those green hands are still fresh in his recall.

He nods solemnly, well aware his avoidance of using the network could be misinterpretted, “I look at it. Don’t want to be seen. Someone started it but they aren’t saying anything to anyone I know.” His focus on the matter of Numbers stutters as interest demands he ask something about what Jim said, “Engine? What kind of engine?” Benjiro doesn’t take notice of the cat until he realizes Jim is attempting to encourage her closer.

“Oh, pretty kitty. Heh.”
Edited 2018-09-15 19:27 (UTC)
warped_replica: Temporary sketch mode until I can make better icons (Human: Happy)

Whoohooo!

[personal profile] warped_replica 2018-09-15 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
I’ll listen for you. If you can’t make it until later, I’ll be on break again in a few hours.

Once the ten minutes has passed, Benjiro assumes that he’ll be seeing Walter at the next break, and gets back to the stream on time to resume hosting with the other streamers.

Those few hours later, he is back downstairs preparing some snacks when he hears the knock at the door. The house itself is not particularly impressive in size, though it is easily suited to doubling the number of current occupants comfortably. Instead, the quality of components, even from the outside, are clearly from the high-end of available materials on the market. When Benjiro opens the door, the decor reflects that taste his great aunts hold.

He immediately smiles from behind his facemask upon seeing Walter, and steps back to invite him in, “Hey! Excellent timing as always.”
Edited 2018-09-15 19:43 (UTC)
iamnotgod: A man, smiling and holding a book. (When He Smiles.)

[personal profile] iamnotgod 2018-09-15 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
In other words, it definitely doesn't look like Walter and Russell's flat.

Walter doesn't let it bother him. Though, it doesn't really resemble Ben's own tastes...

Walter's immediate reaction is a smile in return.

"I do try," is his response, having put his bike somewhere Ben's aunts (A) won't run it over and (B) will notice if they happen to show up while he's here.

"Nothing more than the expected excitement today?"

Granted, he'd been following the stream, and nothing had looked like it had gone wrong, but that wasn't a certainty.

warped_replica: Temporary sketch mode until I can make better icons (Human: Happy)

[personal profile] warped_replica 2018-09-15 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Benjiro is merely a guest in the manor home. A long-term one that happens to be related to one owner by blood, but a guest nonetheless. His room should relay more of the teen’s personal style.

With a chuckle, he retorts jokingly, “I seriously doubt you have to try hard.” He waits for Walter to enter inside before closing the door behind him, then engages the locks. Reaching up to pull his facemask free, he tucks it away into his pocket as he motions to the shoe rack beside the door, “My great aunts like keeping things tidy, but I can grab you some house slippers.” Clean of course.

“Thankfully not,” he is glad to report. “I am however about to make okonomiyaki, and would be happy to make some for you.”
tobodlygo: (smilee)

Re: WEE WOO WEE WOO

[personal profile] tobodlygo 2018-09-15 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Finally Walter seems to be coming down from whatever it is he was experiencing, and Jim breathes a sigh of relief.

He breaks out into a full-on grin when Walter looks up, and even though his eyes are red from crying and he's evidently embarrassed, Jim can't help but think they're beautiful.

"Yeah, you absolutely made me run into a bathroom, dude." He says through a grin, his body shaking with a silent laugh.

"C'mon, lets go find somewhere to clean up a bit. Maybe we can actually go and get some of that cake, yeah?"
iamnotgod: A man, sitting and possibly smiling. (Awkward Smile)

[personal profile] iamnotgod 2018-09-15 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Walter bemusedly rolls his eyes, then moves to take off his shoes out of the way of the door once he's inside.

"That would be better than just socks, thanks," he admits.

And while his first instinct at the offer at food is to say Ben doesn't have to, his stomach immediately protests this thought.

"... I think that would also be appreciated. May I help?"
tobodlygo: (GRINNING)

[personal profile] tobodlygo 2018-09-15 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sadiiiieeeee!" Jim croons, sitting up just a little bit and opening his arms wide for a hug.

She'll see that there's actually a patch of grass that he tore up in his melodrama just before she got here.
iamnotgod: A man, sitting and possibly smiling. (Awkward Smile)

Me: aaaaaaaa. ;a; Also: eye color is a sort of hazel brown?

[personal profile] iamnotgod 2018-09-15 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Both thanks and I'm sorry fight to be said first, and it's a matter of effort that he says the former.

"I- I guess there are worse reasons."

There's a spark of adrenaline at the thought of going back, because what if those kids are still there? - and that thought he has enough logic back in him to shut back down, because they are just kids, and shouldn't realistically have any idea as to what's going on with him.

"... If you're sure."

Because he does still feel bad about making Jim follow him all this way (wait, how far did he even run? Walter feels like he's not going to like the answer), and if getting some of that cake for the both of them sounds like it'll even the scales or something, or just make Jim worry less, then that's just what they're gonna do.
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-09-15 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
She shakes her head with a grin. "Nope, not yet anyway. I've got the other volunteers on the lookout just in case." She isn't joking about that, although she's found being around the rabbits...odd. It keeps pulling forward the memories of hunting which is a bit unnerving, and it is why she's assigned another volunteer to oversee the rabbits and guinea pigs.

"No worries," She opens the door to the room and, as promised, there is many a rabbit hopping about with very few people around. "Do you mind if I stay with you, I'm due my break and I might as well spend it with a friend?"

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