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recolle2017-09-10 01:00 am
burlyheart) wrote in recolle2017-09-10 01:00 am
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WHO: Potemkin/Peter Hoboken and You
WHERE: Around town (mostly nonresidential areas like Apprassage, Tisse, Chata, etc.)
WHEN: Throughout the mini-event
WHAT: Peter tries to return to being normal. Too bad he just keeps meeting people who make that difficult.
WARNINGS: None
With the entire city restored, buildings undestroyed and reality saved, Peter can look back at pristine uninterrupted Recolle that hears the phrase "regular monster attacks" to be as crazy as he thought it was, literally as soon as it was over. As if all of that never happened.
Peter wants to go back to that. But he's finding that the difficulty comes from him. It's him that feels like the element that doesn't belong. Peter knows one way of solving this: order and routine.
Nice streets.
[Peter reclines in the seat police car, which has turned out to be a major source of the beloved familiarity he seeks now. His regular patrol has turned out to be a successful relaxing activity, especially since his normal route is so quiet. In all truthfulness not a lot has ever happened on it, which is just the way he likes it.
"Relaxing" doesn't mean he relaxes on the assignment though. Whether he's moving to another location or taking time on a corner outside, he stays at attention to the general passing by of people and what they are doing.]
Gimme a donut.
[After the hours creep on, human needs should start to get at him, but Peter stays on the job. At some point an extremely generic and very readable donut icon pops up above Peter's head.
The officer is the very picture of duty otherwise, but it seems like the thought bubble gives everyone the alert but himself, because Peter doesn't notice it. He still has the image of himself as having a perfect record of focus.]
[OOC: All prompts are open but I'm happy to write more specific top levels, or plan here or in PMs/plurk.]
WHERE: Around town (mostly nonresidential areas like Apprassage, Tisse, Chata, etc.)
WHEN: Throughout the mini-event
WHAT: Peter tries to return to being normal. Too bad he just keeps meeting people who make that difficult.
WARNINGS: None
With the entire city restored, buildings undestroyed and reality saved, Peter can look back at pristine uninterrupted Recolle that hears the phrase "regular monster attacks" to be as crazy as he thought it was, literally as soon as it was over. As if all of that never happened.
Peter wants to go back to that. But he's finding that the difficulty comes from him. It's him that feels like the element that doesn't belong. Peter knows one way of solving this: order and routine.
Nice streets.
[Peter reclines in the seat police car, which has turned out to be a major source of the beloved familiarity he seeks now. His regular patrol has turned out to be a successful relaxing activity, especially since his normal route is so quiet. In all truthfulness not a lot has ever happened on it, which is just the way he likes it.
"Relaxing" doesn't mean he relaxes on the assignment though. Whether he's moving to another location or taking time on a corner outside, he stays at attention to the general passing by of people and what they are doing.]
Gimme a donut.
[After the hours creep on, human needs should start to get at him, but Peter stays on the job. At some point an extremely generic and very readable donut icon pops up above Peter's head.
The officer is the very picture of duty otherwise, but it seems like the thought bubble gives everyone the alert but himself, because Peter doesn't notice it. He still has the image of himself as having a perfect record of focus.]
[OOC: All prompts are open but I'm happy to write more specific top levels, or plan here or in PMs/plurk.]