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Entry tags:
- abigail hobbs; the hanged man,
- alucard; the hierophant,
- amos burton; the lovers,
- bucky barnes; the hanged man,
- cirilla of cintra; the devil,
- coraline finch; the tower,
- emet-selch; the emperor,
- eponine thenardier; the hanged man,
- estinien wyrmblood; the hermit,
- geralt of rivia; the hanged man,
- himeka sui; the fool,
- jaskier; the sun,
- jon sims; the high priestess,
- jordan hennessy; the moon,
- julie lawry; the wheel of fortune,
- kay faraday; the fool,
- kylo ren; the tower,
- martin blackwood; the empress,
- nadine cross; the world,
- nero (drakengard); the devil,
- phoenix wright; the lovers,
- relena peacecraft; death,
- sam wilson; justice,
- the darkling; death
[ OPEN ] i know some places and i've seen some faces
WHO: sam wilson and anyone/everyone.
WHAT: captain america cookout.
WHERE: sam's horizon domain
WHEN: third saturday of september (aka, about 3 weeks after the jailbreak)
NOTES: see below!
HELLO ALL AND WELCOME TO SAM'S CAPTAIN AMERICA COOKOUT!!!!
Over the last week or so, Sam has been going out of his way to contact as many people as he knows to invite them to a cookout at his place in the Horizon. He knows that after the jailbreak, a lot of people were separated, and this was his first thought on how to bring people together. The purpose behind it is simply because Sam thinks that the one thing all of them have in common, opinion on the Singularity and their situations aside, is that they were all brought here and can actually access the Horizon. He sees merit and use in coming together when they can, especially in ways that don't involve the politics of the land they're now living in. So, what better way to do that than around food?
The long and short of it is - this is a peace meal. Leave your issues at the door. Sam has very few rules and there is very little he will give in terms of what this cookout will entail, but three things he will make very clear:
All throughout the party, too, there will be a new friend. Red, as Sam fondly calls him, is a blood-red hunting hawk with silver in between the feathers. He can be found circling around Sam quite often, or perched on his shoulders, but also if you are out and about you can often see him checking up on anyone and everyone. He's a very curious little bird, and also pretty sassy, if you want to interact with him.




If you haven't, or have, been to Sam's domain before, feel free to take a look around. Anywhere is open (save for one locked bedroom) so everyone has open access, but most of the cookout itself will be located in the front yard.
WHAT: captain america cookout.
WHERE: sam's horizon domain
WHEN: third saturday of september (aka, about 3 weeks after the jailbreak)
NOTES: see below!
Over the last week or so, Sam has been going out of his way to contact as many people as he knows to invite them to a cookout at his place in the Horizon. He knows that after the jailbreak, a lot of people were separated, and this was his first thought on how to bring people together. The purpose behind it is simply because Sam thinks that the one thing all of them have in common, opinion on the Singularity and their situations aside, is that they were all brought here and can actually access the Horizon. He sees merit and use in coming together when they can, especially in ways that don't involve the politics of the land they're now living in. So, what better way to do that than around food?
The long and short of it is - this is a peace meal. Leave your issues at the door. Sam has very few rules and there is very little he will give in terms of what this cookout will entail, but three things he will make very clear:
1.) There will be no fighting at his home. You want to duke it out? Take it somewhere else. There will not be warnings or second chances. Don't be an ass.The cookout itself is set up out front, with picnic tables and chairs and fire pits and lights abound. There are tables set up near grilles if anyone wants to do any actual cooking outside, and a table (probably multiple) set up with sides and napkins and utensils. There are a variety of different places to go and sit and hang out while you're eating. Anything and everything you can want is available - food, drinks, yard games, music playing from out in the trees that will remain consistent unless someone tries to find the speakers and hijack the playlists, etc. If you can't find something outside, you're more than welcome to check the house.
2.) There is no meeting or serious reason for this cookout. Literally, he just wants people to come together who may no longer be able to see each other due to the travel constraints. It's meant to be fun. Come have fun. (he knows y'all know what that is, even when some of you pretend you don't). Bring food if you want to! There is also a kitchen (if you know what that is) and places to crash. Hope you like seafood!
3.) Anyone who can come into the Horizon is welcome. He'd love it if everyone came, so spread the word.
All throughout the party, too, there will be a new friend. Red, as Sam fondly calls him, is a blood-red hunting hawk with silver in between the feathers. He can be found circling around Sam quite often, or perched on his shoulders, but also if you are out and about you can often see him checking up on anyone and everyone. He's a very curious little bird, and also pretty sassy, if you want to interact with him.




If you haven't, or have, been to Sam's domain before, feel free to take a look around. Anywhere is open (save for one locked bedroom) so everyone has open access, but most of the cookout itself will be located in the front yard.
OOC: This is mean to be an OPEN LOG, so leave your TLs or closed threads below! This party will last basically as long as people want it to, but the idea is for it to be an afternoon into the evening. Y'all have free reign save for destroying Sam's home, but if you have any questions, hit me up on plurk (disarmingly or disco (dai#3757). Sam's TL is below, and he will be bouncing around like the good host he is, but lets get a little party started.
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[Eponine spits it out as soon as she hears Sam's voice, not even letting him finish asking his question. She turns around hastily, thin arms wrapping defensively about her body and a sulk on her face. For once, it's true what she says, but given her recent experiences with - well, everyone she's encountered - she doubts he'll believe her. Still, she tries to ignore that sinking feeling in her stomach, and instead focus on what Sam had said before she interrupted him.]
You are sad, Sir? Sad you have forgotten? Sometimes it is better to go where you think of the thing and then you shall remember it again.
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[ it takes him a second before he realizes what she's reacting to - didn't take what? the food? his eyes go from whatever it was she had been tasting and then back to her and her body language before his hands lift, kind of defensively. ]
Whoa- hey, you're all good. You can take whatever if you're hungry. There's plenty of food where that came from. [ and then, at her suggestion, sam just smiles and shakes his head. ] I think it's more I don't even remember what I came in here to do. But it's all good- nothing important, I'm sure. [ and if it is, he'll remember it later. he doesn't look all that worried about it. ]
I don't think we've met yet- I'm Sam.
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[Bad invite to make to Eponine. She will literally take what she can carry if she's allowed.]
Sam, huh? [She smiles] That's a lovely name, Sir. It suits you. You have such lovely eyes, you know? Me, I'm 'Ponine. Is this your place? I like it!
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[ sam will not abide by anyone being hungry at or around his house. nope. not at all. he even gestures back to the plates of food on the counter. go on, i'm not kidding.
at the compliments, though, he smiles back to her. ] Thank you, that's real sweet. And- this is my place. Make yourself at home.
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[Eponine begins to pile her plate high with that invite.]
I've never had food like this, you know? Back home, when we had food anyway, it were just bread and cheese. Mayhaps we had a sausage or a pie or so if the going were good, but even when it weren't so hard times, it were stews and that. Sausages are my favourite, you know? With mustard so it burns your tongue?
[She grins]
It's nice here. I like it. Is it like your home?
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We've got sausages too, if you want some of those, but they're probably out by the grille. [ he nods, agree with her about the food, and then again at the question she asks. ]
Yeah- or, this is what my home looks like, back in my world. This isn't all real, but it's close enough. Have you explored it any?
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[She chuckles, already looking forward to a sausage at last.]
You lived in a beautiful place then, Sir. I ain't never seen nowhere like this before.
[Eponine shakes her head.] I smelled food, Sir, so I came here first. Who am I to say no when people are stupid enough to give away their food?
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[ he wouldn't necessarily agree that it's as good as brandy, but he also doesn't have the same perspective as she does. and you know what? he's not going to judge. or at least try not to think any of it weird. ]
Thanks- feel free to have a look around. It's anyone's home, today. [ and he gives a laugh at the stupid comment, arms crossing over his chest in a joking way. ] Hey now, its not stupid to want to make friends, is it? I can always take back the offer.
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"Don't, Sir. M'sieur, please. It - it were a joke. I spoke out! I am so stupid - I'm sorry. I am - truly. I swear."
She can't even bring herself to look at Sam. She's scared of seeing that same hatred that burns in Julie's eyes, and Coraline's, when they see her. Why does she even open her mouth?
"I'm sorry, honest. I'll be friends. I'll - well, it don't matter, does it? I'll not say it again if the food still stands."
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It was just a joke. I was serious when I said you can have as much as you want, sausages and all. [ he notices how she can't even look at him, and sam tilts his head a bit to try and get her to. smiling, gently, in hopes it'll help whatever has her so on edge. ] Seriously, and you're not stupid. It's all fine.