Liv Moore (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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entrancelogs2018-08-11 07:01 am
livemoore) wrote in entrancelogs2018-08-11 07:01 am
Entry tags:
- #open,
- attack on titan: armin arlert,
- dangan ronpa: kokichi oma,
- fables: grendel,
- izombie: olivia moore,
- life is strange: max caulfield,
- lucifer: mazikeen,
- newsflesh: georgia mason,
- one piece: sanji,
- parks and rec: leslie knope,
- preacher: jesse custer,
- the walking dead: michonne,
- undertale: papyrus,
- undertale: sans
Food and Fun - OPEN Gathering!
Who: Everyone!
Where: Outside on the grounds, near the gardens
When: Saturday, August 11th
Rating: G! If you take it to an extreme sexy or extreme sad place, please warn in the subject line!
Summary: Liv and Papyrus host Wonderland's Inagural Inter-planetary Fod Festival!
The Story:
The stage has been set for everyone to have food from all over time and space, and Liv is possibly a little more excited about this than she should be. Her message with Papyrus didn't seem to drum up a ton of interest when they made their announcement, but she's hoping like hell this actually goes somewhere.
There's a table with Sharpie pens and little cards to write the name of the dish, main ingredients, and where it came from (plus the bringer's dish if they want) and three huge coolers filled with ice and various drinks like bottled water, juice boxes, soda, and beer for the adults (that one's labeled on top). Cutlury, napkins, and cups are taken care of! There's also music playing, the equivalent to what might as well be a random Pandora station not set on one specific genre of music. It easily goes from an Adele song to the Spice Girls and back around to something by Adam Lavine.
All that's really left, is for Liv to sit back and enjoy the day.
[ OOC: This is, obviously, a gathering post! Please top level, tag around, and have fun! ]
Where: Outside on the grounds, near the gardens
When: Saturday, August 11th
Rating: G! If you take it to an extreme sexy or extreme sad place, please warn in the subject line!
Summary: Liv and Papyrus host Wonderland's Inagural Inter-planetary Fod Festival!
The Story:
The stage has been set for everyone to have food from all over time and space, and Liv is possibly a little more excited about this than she should be. Her message with Papyrus didn't seem to drum up a ton of interest when they made their announcement, but she's hoping like hell this actually goes somewhere.
There's a table with Sharpie pens and little cards to write the name of the dish, main ingredients, and where it came from (plus the bringer's dish if they want) and three huge coolers filled with ice and various drinks like bottled water, juice boxes, soda, and beer for the adults (that one's labeled on top). Cutlury, napkins, and cups are taken care of! There's also music playing, the equivalent to what might as well be a random Pandora station not set on one specific genre of music. It easily goes from an Adele song to the Spice Girls and back around to something by Adam Lavine.
All that's really left, is for Liv to sit back and enjoy the day.
[ OOC: This is, obviously, a gathering post! Please top level, tag around, and have fun! ]
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"hey, max. long time no see."
He's seen her around of course, but they haven't spoken in a little while. When he loses track of people like that it's always heartening to see that they haven't just vanished while he wasn't paying attention.
"one hotdog, huh? okay. one genuine for real definitely hotdog comin' right up."
He winks very obviously, several times, and then hands her a water sausage with all the fixins.
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"Wowser." She wipes her mouth with her hand. The water sausage was never really her thing, but it's certainly not unpleasant. And it's not like she was going to settle for a lame old hotdog. "That sure is one hot dog."
The flash of a smile she gives him is cut short by the sight of the knife imbedded in the stall's wood.
"Hey-" Her words are slightly muffled by the food in her mouth. "I remember that." She runs a finger over the handle.
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"it sure is, huh? 100% genuine pure unadulterated non-GMO organic 'dog."
At least water sausages are still pretty tasty.
He follows her gaze and watches as she nudges the handle of the knife.
"ah, yeah. never could get it out, so i just left it. it's kinda a fixture now."
He stares at the knife for a moment in silence, expression unreadable.
"i miss them."
It's remarkably honest for him.
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"I used to worry about running into them all the time," she says. "Now that feels like the good old days."
She grips the handle of the knife, pulling at it very slightly and feeling the blade's unrelenting bite in the wood. "I miss them too."
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He folds his arms on top of the counter. They'd probably hate him for talking about them at all. They'd call him an idiot for remembering them fondly.
"it was all so complicated. i think we...we kind of understood each other toward the end there. it was better than it had been."