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logsinthenight2020-03-09 11:49 am
endlessflask) wrote in logsinthenight2020-03-09 11:49 am
Entry tags:
funnel cake or bust
characters: Eliot Waugh & OPEN
location: The Amusement Park
date/time: Second week-ish of March/a few days after the park's discovery.
content: You know, just a casual day at a weird fair.
warnings: Potential fun being had.
[ Now that Midge seems to be gone, Eliot feels odd staying inside the cabin. Not because he feels like he doesn't belong there, but because it had been nice to have someone around all the time. He appreciates consistency and routine more than he'll ever admit. But, he's a grown up (allegedly), and shit happens and you just have to deal with it when it does.
So rather than sit around in the dark cabin, drinking up Midge's wine, Eliot decides to just go out. He hopes he can meet more people, or maybe even people that already know him from his apparent first time here. Or maybe it's just nice to not sit around a dark house for a bit.
Either way, he can't really resist the appeal of checking out the newly found amusement park. ]
➼ i. DEEP FRIED GOODNESS
[ Is it even a carnival without the food?
Eliot doesn't consider himself athletically inclined enough for games, and if the rides were working he probably wouldn't really trust them. But food? Food he can definitely do, and food he definitely will do. He wanders around the food carts, pleasantly surprised at the normalcy of it all. The spirits seem eager to please, too, trying to lure him into their own specific delicacies.
Okay, so he ends up with a candied acorn that he gently discards when he's out of sight of the spirit who'd given it to him, but there it is. The Holy Grail of amusement park cuisine - funnel cake. And it's real, and there's no battered sticks or leaves, just fluffy, golden goodness with a sprinkling of powdered sugar.
This alone was probably worth coming out here. ]
➼ ii. FUN AND GAMES
[ He's got his funnel cake, so he decides to go see the games. Not that he'll actually play them, but Eliot has to admit he's curious to see what sort of prizes Beacon has on offer. He's not expecting anything amazing, but maybe, sort of, he's hoping for a surprise. Like something useful or something from home.
No. Instead there appear to be fish bowls, bullets, and foliage-stuffed plushies.
Okay, the stuffed animals are sort of cute.
The spirit manning the booth seems to catch on to Eliot looking at them, too, because it's urging him over. Apparently, it doesn't really take no for an answer, despite Eliot knowing he's got no chance. He sighs as he shoves the last of his funnel cake into his mouth and gets a handful of rocks to throw at the bottles.
Unsurprisingly, he doesn't win. He does manage to at least knock one bottle over, but Eliot had avoided sports as a rule during his formative years. He shrugs, and feels sort of bad that the spirit seems to be sad he didn't win. ]
Maybe next time.
➼ iii. TAKE ME FOR A RIDE
[ It's probably good that the rides aren't working. Eliot side-eyes the roller coaster as he goes by it. A ride that's basically assisted suicide? That seems pretty on brand for this place, and it makes him think that he doesn't really want to try any of the others if they ever do get powered up.
Who knows what's lurking inside the Haunted House?
It doesn't stop him from standing there, looking at the defunct rides. ]
Do you think when they work, they light up?
[ Because - What's the point of a Tunnel Of Love if it's just pitch black inside and you can't see shit? But if this all were to light up the way an amusement park should, it'd be insane. Eliot wonders how far the glow would cast. ]
➼ iv. WILDCARD
Choose your own amusement park shenanigans.
location: The Amusement Park
date/time: Second week-ish of March/a few days after the park's discovery.
content: You know, just a casual day at a weird fair.
warnings: Potential fun being had.
[ Now that Midge seems to be gone, Eliot feels odd staying inside the cabin. Not because he feels like he doesn't belong there, but because it had been nice to have someone around all the time. He appreciates consistency and routine more than he'll ever admit. But, he's a grown up (allegedly), and shit happens and you just have to deal with it when it does.
So rather than sit around in the dark cabin, drinking up Midge's wine, Eliot decides to just go out. He hopes he can meet more people, or maybe even people that already know him from his apparent first time here. Or maybe it's just nice to not sit around a dark house for a bit.
Either way, he can't really resist the appeal of checking out the newly found amusement park. ]
➼ i. DEEP FRIED GOODNESS
[ Is it even a carnival without the food?
Eliot doesn't consider himself athletically inclined enough for games, and if the rides were working he probably wouldn't really trust them. But food? Food he can definitely do, and food he definitely will do. He wanders around the food carts, pleasantly surprised at the normalcy of it all. The spirits seem eager to please, too, trying to lure him into their own specific delicacies.
Okay, so he ends up with a candied acorn that he gently discards when he's out of sight of the spirit who'd given it to him, but there it is. The Holy Grail of amusement park cuisine - funnel cake. And it's real, and there's no battered sticks or leaves, just fluffy, golden goodness with a sprinkling of powdered sugar.
This alone was probably worth coming out here. ]
➼ ii. FUN AND GAMES
[ He's got his funnel cake, so he decides to go see the games. Not that he'll actually play them, but Eliot has to admit he's curious to see what sort of prizes Beacon has on offer. He's not expecting anything amazing, but maybe, sort of, he's hoping for a surprise. Like something useful or something from home.
No. Instead there appear to be fish bowls, bullets, and foliage-stuffed plushies.
Okay, the stuffed animals are sort of cute.
The spirit manning the booth seems to catch on to Eliot looking at them, too, because it's urging him over. Apparently, it doesn't really take no for an answer, despite Eliot knowing he's got no chance. He sighs as he shoves the last of his funnel cake into his mouth and gets a handful of rocks to throw at the bottles.
Unsurprisingly, he doesn't win. He does manage to at least knock one bottle over, but Eliot had avoided sports as a rule during his formative years. He shrugs, and feels sort of bad that the spirit seems to be sad he didn't win. ]
Maybe next time.
➼ iii. TAKE ME FOR A RIDE
[ It's probably good that the rides aren't working. Eliot side-eyes the roller coaster as he goes by it. A ride that's basically assisted suicide? That seems pretty on brand for this place, and it makes him think that he doesn't really want to try any of the others if they ever do get powered up.
Who knows what's lurking inside the Haunted House?
It doesn't stop him from standing there, looking at the defunct rides. ]
Do you think when they work, they light up?
[ Because - What's the point of a Tunnel Of Love if it's just pitch black inside and you can't see shit? But if this all were to light up the way an amusement park should, it'd be insane. Eliot wonders how far the glow would cast. ]
➼ iv. WILDCARD
Choose your own amusement park shenanigans.
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We used to, before the war. A disappointing number of the population found great insult when Six Lasers was shut down for the visitors' safety.
[He just never went there. Definitely not now, but even when off-planet parks were open, he didn't want to tarnish the name of his esteemed House by vacationing at a spot he wasn't sure he would even enjoy.],/small>
Then again, it takes greater force to kill a Cybertronian-- Dear god. [He drops his arms to his side and his optics widen.] I knew it. There are no seatbelts on that ride!
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[ Eliot doesn't mean to laugh. He really doesn't, but, come on. Six Lasers? He composes himself pretty quickly, though it gives way to another amused huff. ]
It's teacups. It's pretty much geared to the kiddie crowd, it's fine.
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You can't see safety hazards from a distance. [So it's time to walk over for a close-up inspection. The fence is easy to bypass at his height, and he sets the lantern on the ground before he steps onto the slab of metal on which the teacups are attached.]
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Should you just be leaving that lying around?
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[He investigates the nearest teacup by spinning it with one hand, paying close attention to the grinding noises.]
Rust. This will fall apart if it is not properly mended.