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entrancelogs2018-08-04 09:33 pm
burntvideocassette) wrote in entrancelogs2018-08-04 09:33 pm
blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who: (Blue) Jay Merrick + You
Where: Media club + the woods behind the gym
When: August 3rd to 6th
Rating: PG (May change)
Summary: This half-plucked blue jay may not be the greatest student, but he's got interests beyond the classroom.
The Story:
Media Club:
Wherever he ends up getting into college, Jay's going to major in film. That's basically a given, though it's not because because he's a brilliant filmmaker. He likes movies, sure, and he likes learning the minutiae that go into making them. It's not exactly a passion, but it's something, and it's adjacent to his other interests.
There isn't a major in paranormal research, though--he checked--so his best chance at college prep is within the school's media club.
They're showing off their personal projects this week. Jay's got a sharpie-marked DVD under his wing. Anybody like amateur documentaries?
The Woods:
The game's already over, and the lights on the athletic field have been turned off. Nobody in their right mind would still be here this late on a school night, no matter how many questions they had for their AP physics teacher.
Jay's heard rumors, though, stories about people in the classrooms adjacent the woods seeing a too-tall silhouette between the trees. Some people say it's just a malformed tree trunk. Others say it's a human. Still others say it looks more like a water-bird, like some kind of crane, though it's taller than any crane they've ever met. Paler, too, with bleach-white feathers standing out against the leaves.
Whatever it is, Jay intends to get it on film.
Where: Media club + the woods behind the gym
When: August 3rd to 6th
Rating: PG (May change)
Summary: This half-plucked blue jay may not be the greatest student, but he's got interests beyond the classroom.
The Story:
Media Club:
Wherever he ends up getting into college, Jay's going to major in film. That's basically a given, though it's not because because he's a brilliant filmmaker. He likes movies, sure, and he likes learning the minutiae that go into making them. It's not exactly a passion, but it's something, and it's adjacent to his other interests.
There isn't a major in paranormal research, though--he checked--so his best chance at college prep is within the school's media club.
They're showing off their personal projects this week. Jay's got a sharpie-marked DVD under his wing. Anybody like amateur documentaries?
The Woods:
The game's already over, and the lights on the athletic field have been turned off. Nobody in their right mind would still be here this late on a school night, no matter how many questions they had for their AP physics teacher.
Jay's heard rumors, though, stories about people in the classrooms adjacent the woods seeing a too-tall silhouette between the trees. Some people say it's just a malformed tree trunk. Others say it's a human. Still others say it looks more like a water-bird, like some kind of crane, though it's taller than any crane they've ever met. Paler, too, with bleach-white feathers standing out against the leaves.
Whatever it is, Jay intends to get it on film.
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I--I mean, I could come back. With a shovel. Or, like, a trowel, at least.
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[She doesn't even sound perturbed about the prospect. Lapis spreads the wing that isn't holding her shovel, fanning it towards Jay's face, not so much in an attempt to block his view as in a sort of herding gesture to start funneling him away. Whether he comes back later or not, she still wants to get them both out of here for right now, apparently.]
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[And then there's a wing in his face, just gently...herding him away from the location of interest.]
[And despite himself, Jay deflates, allowing himself to be herded.]
I could.
[It's muttered, embarrassed. He's facing entirely the wrong direction to start digging up the hole, even if he did have his own shovel.]
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[She says as if she finds the darkness personally insulting, or perhaps feels personally betrayed by Jay being out here anyway. Actually, does she know where they're going either?
Spoilers: no she does not. But, like, heading back the way he came has to go somewhere, right?]
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[He tilts his head, suddenly as smug as a loser like him can manage to be.]
[With one foot, he taps at the chest cam.]
What we do is infrared night vision.
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Of course. Why wouldn't you.
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[Jay looks over his shoulder, watching the mound of dirt get farther and farther away.]
Did you even bring a flashlight?
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[It doesn't help much.]
Since when is that the point?
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It's called being sneaky! Try it out sometime!
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If you're trying to make me not want to come back and investigate, you're not--not exactly doing a great job.