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recolle2018-09-05 10:29 pm
frostythehitman) wrote in recolle2018-09-05 10:29 pm
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how many arm puns can i possibly cram in here
WHO: James and YOU!
WHERE: throughout Recolle
WHEN: throughout the month, both before and after 9/5
WHAT: James's arm has gone rogue around the city and he needs help capturing it. Also, smashing guitars, fighting robo-mannequin-friends, and being a hot mess in general.
WARNINGS: extremely stupid antics
1. flyers may be old-school but they're still handy [before 9/5]
[ When you head out into the world on September 3rd, you may notice that a flyer has been posted on damn near every surface: electricity poles, street lamps, bus stops, probably the front door to your local coffee shop or apartment building or office. It's everywhere--often multiple posters in the same spot.
And if your timing is just right, you may notice one (1) James Barnes, wearing the older, bulkier version of his metallic arm, with what looks like an entire ream's worth of paper flyers, continuing to stick them on any flat surface in sight. In between posting flyers, though, you might hear James calling for the arm as if it's a lost pet. ]
Heeeere, arm-y, arm-y, arm...!
[ He's trying to keep quiet about that part, at least, because he recognizes how ridiculous he sounds. ]
2. a. it's a harmful armful [any time]
[ Or maybe you run into the arm before you ever run into James. It doesn't matter when, or where you are, because the arm is, for how conspicuous it is, deceptively sneaky. Maybe it silently crawls up behind you on its fingertips live a five-legged spider and latches onto your leg like a dead weight. Maybe it outright flies out of nowhere to smack your coffee on the ground and sucker punch you in the jaw. Maybe it just drops on you from overhead, like an anvil out of an old cartoon.
Either way, it's here, it's disruptive, and it's trying to hurt you, like a feral dog. ]
2. b. the extarminator [after 9/5]
[ By now, the posters have become nearly-illegible in the digitization process, but the arm is still on the loose. Right now, in fact, it's fighting off a few of the virus bugs trying to attack a few of the ex-Retrospeccer NPCs--perhaps ones who are particularly close to you.
(James is a few blocks away, completely unaware that his arm is currently leading its own crimefighting vigilante lifestyle.) ]
2. c. james vs an armada of mannequins [after 9/5]
[ James has managed to find his arm again and reattach it (at least for the moment) by the time he's made his way down the A1 tunnel and wandered into the museum of Recolle life past and recent-past. But now he finds himself surrounded by some of those former Retrospec friends who seem to have disappeared entirely. A robotic version of Ami manages to get a good swipe at him that forces him to fall hard on his shoulder--dislodging his arm again.
Now his arm is crawling off once again, punching other mannequins hard enough to send sparks flying (and leave the arm smoking dangerously). And James...well, James is now down an arm and doing his best to make up for it, but fighting back just gets him electrocuted. ]
Get any closer to me, and I'll turn you into a bucket of bolts!
[ Which is just talk, considering James is looking pretty cornered right now. ]
3. all the rockstars are doing it! [like mid-month or smth?]
[ The arm drama is finally over (for now. probably. maybe.), which is great, because now James is trying to be subtle.
...Which is how he can be found behind a dumpster near Recolle High and RU, hoisting his now-pixelated guitar over his head and smashing it down onto the ground in an unholy cacophany. A cat is probably yowling somewhere. Pixels fly off the edge of his guitar.
Do you dare try to get him to cease the racket? Or perhaps help him in his quest for distruction? ]
WHERE: throughout Recolle
WHEN: throughout the month, both before and after 9/5
WHAT: James's arm has gone rogue around the city and he needs help capturing it. Also, smashing guitars, fighting robo-mannequin-friends, and being a hot mess in general.
WARNINGS: extremely stupid antics
1. flyers may be old-school but they're still handy [before 9/5]
[ When you head out into the world on September 3rd, you may notice that a flyer has been posted on damn near every surface: electricity poles, street lamps, bus stops, probably the front door to your local coffee shop or apartment building or office. It's everywhere--often multiple posters in the same spot.
And if your timing is just right, you may notice one (1) James Barnes, wearing the older, bulkier version of his metallic arm, with what looks like an entire ream's worth of paper flyers, continuing to stick them on any flat surface in sight. In between posting flyers, though, you might hear James calling for the arm as if it's a lost pet. ]
Heeeere, arm-y, arm-y, arm...!
[ He's trying to keep quiet about that part, at least, because he recognizes how ridiculous he sounds. ]
2. a. it's a harmful armful [any time]
[ Or maybe you run into the arm before you ever run into James. It doesn't matter when, or where you are, because the arm is, for how conspicuous it is, deceptively sneaky. Maybe it silently crawls up behind you on its fingertips live a five-legged spider and latches onto your leg like a dead weight. Maybe it outright flies out of nowhere to smack your coffee on the ground and sucker punch you in the jaw. Maybe it just drops on you from overhead, like an anvil out of an old cartoon.
Either way, it's here, it's disruptive, and it's trying to hurt you, like a feral dog. ]
2. b. the extarminator [after 9/5]
[ By now, the posters have become nearly-illegible in the digitization process, but the arm is still on the loose. Right now, in fact, it's fighting off a few of the virus bugs trying to attack a few of the ex-Retrospeccer NPCs--perhaps ones who are particularly close to you.
(James is a few blocks away, completely unaware that his arm is currently leading its own crimefighting vigilante lifestyle.) ]
2. c. james vs an armada of mannequins [after 9/5]
[ James has managed to find his arm again and reattach it (at least for the moment) by the time he's made his way down the A1 tunnel and wandered into the museum of Recolle life past and recent-past. But now he finds himself surrounded by some of those former Retrospec friends who seem to have disappeared entirely. A robotic version of Ami manages to get a good swipe at him that forces him to fall hard on his shoulder--dislodging his arm again.
Now his arm is crawling off once again, punching other mannequins hard enough to send sparks flying (and leave the arm smoking dangerously). And James...well, James is now down an arm and doing his best to make up for it, but fighting back just gets him electrocuted. ]
Get any closer to me, and I'll turn you into a bucket of bolts!
[ Which is just talk, considering James is looking pretty cornered right now. ]
3. all the rockstars are doing it! [like mid-month or smth?]
[ The arm drama is finally over (for now. probably. maybe.), which is great, because now James is trying to be subtle.
...Which is how he can be found behind a dumpster near Recolle High and RU, hoisting his now-pixelated guitar over his head and smashing it down onto the ground in an unholy cacophany. A cat is probably yowling somewhere. Pixels fly off the edge of his guitar.
Do you dare try to get him to cease the racket? Or perhaps help him in his quest for distruction? ]
no subject
[ Hence the call. ]
no subject
[ And with that, he hangs up and half an hour later, he's sprinting towards the university campus, looking around wildly for the arm, bats, or Elda. ]
no subject
Well, Elda leaps up and, ]
According to one of them it went into the science building, but they lost it there. I can confirm it didn't come out of there yet, though.
no subject
[ The thought of his arm flying around wrecking science experiments or messing with chemicals or who knows what suddenly makes him all the more concerned. ]
Okay, any crashes or clattering noises? Any screaming?
[ On the one hand: he hopes there wasn't/isn't, because it means his arm hasn't ruined something. On the other hand: he hopes it has, because that would make it a lot easier to pinpoint where to find it. ]
no subject
[ Screams at least means no one's injured, yet? Right? Maybe? ]
no subject
[ He runs into the science building and starts searching for any sign of damage. Thankfully, the arm is not subtle--there are cracks in walls, broken glass from classroom doors, and bits of drywall scattered throughout like a trail of breadcrumbs.
He follows it, turning a few corners and going into a stairwell. He shouts behind him towards Elda-- ]
Keep an eye out! Shout if you see it!
[ Because who knows, maybe he's walking into a dead end and he already passed the arm. It might be that smart. ]
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[ Like she said, she was waiting on him to go in, but she does follow in right after him, intending to split up and find the arm for Bucky. ... James? She remembers Bucky but then the sign said James. The thought lingers with her for a moment but she shakes her head, willing her bats to scout out the building with her too. For her part, she decides to look in any classrooms on the first floor that seem to have signs of external damage on their walls or doors. ]