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riverviewlogs2017-06-20 09:37 am
franciscoramon) wrote in riverviewlogs2017-06-20 09:37 am
[open] don't know where i am, don't know where i've been
who: cisco + anyone!
what: catch-all; tdm prompts
when: the rest of june
where: anywhere; if you want a separate starter, please hit me up!
warnings: will add as necessary
i. monster plants
Cisco isn't a member of the Perimeter Guard for a reason. He's just not a front-lines kind of guy. He'd get in the way, put himself and the people around him in unnecessary danger. But when Killer Vines From Hell™ start coming over the wall and mayhem breaks out, he has to help somehow. Back home he'd do that from the safety of S.T.A.R. Labs, over the coms, with Barry facing down the real danger. Here, he has to improvise.
He gets close enough to the fighting to pull aside one of the Guard members who is resting and to ask what weapons have been working. And when one of the answers he's given is fire, Cisco knows what he has to do. He rushes back to his workshop, and to a few stores, comes running back as close as he dares to the fighting, and starts to whip up as many fast-and-dirty flamethrowers as he possibly can. The more he can make, the more he can give to people to help defend themselves and defend the Quarantine.
ii. attraction
After the whole Little Shop of Horrors mess at the wall, Cisco heads home for a very needed shower. He doesn't know, yet, that some of those very same experimental chemicals that had brought the plants over the wall had seeped into the ground, into the water supply.
And because he is such a naturally friendly, extroverted person, Cisco doesn't realize that anything is off for quite some time. All he knows, after he gets dressed and heads out for a celebratory meal, is that he's feeling acutely lonely, that he just needs to see a familiar face, or strike up a conversation with a stranger if he has to. He sends out over-affectionate texts of appreciation and jokes and fondness to his friends, but that isn't nearly enough.
iii. repellant
They do their best to clean up the area of the spill as quickly as possible, and Cisco does his bit. But a few days after the worst of it, as he's walking past, he can still smell it lingering in the air. And this time, unlike when it had gotten into his system via the water, it has quite the opposite effect. Without quite realizing it, the stuff puts Cisco on edge.
How could they have been so careless with such a dangerous project? Did they not realize what would happen? What if those plants had killed people? There are children living here, and civilians, and people who never hurt anyone in their lives. Was it criminal negligence, or did the scientists involved just not care about collateral damage? (The way Dr. Wells had not cared, when he set off the particle accelerator explosion, just to further his own ends).
The idiocy and injustice of it keep churning away in Cisco's mind, putting him in an uncharacteristically foul mood. Better not bump into him, while he's like this, or you're likely to get a piece of his mind.
what: catch-all; tdm prompts
when: the rest of june
where: anywhere; if you want a separate starter, please hit me up!
warnings: will add as necessary
i. monster plants
Cisco isn't a member of the Perimeter Guard for a reason. He's just not a front-lines kind of guy. He'd get in the way, put himself and the people around him in unnecessary danger. But when Killer Vines From Hell™ start coming over the wall and mayhem breaks out, he has to help somehow. Back home he'd do that from the safety of S.T.A.R. Labs, over the coms, with Barry facing down the real danger. Here, he has to improvise.
He gets close enough to the fighting to pull aside one of the Guard members who is resting and to ask what weapons have been working. And when one of the answers he's given is fire, Cisco knows what he has to do. He rushes back to his workshop, and to a few stores, comes running back as close as he dares to the fighting, and starts to whip up as many fast-and-dirty flamethrowers as he possibly can. The more he can make, the more he can give to people to help defend themselves and defend the Quarantine.
ii. attraction
After the whole Little Shop of Horrors mess at the wall, Cisco heads home for a very needed shower. He doesn't know, yet, that some of those very same experimental chemicals that had brought the plants over the wall had seeped into the ground, into the water supply.
And because he is such a naturally friendly, extroverted person, Cisco doesn't realize that anything is off for quite some time. All he knows, after he gets dressed and heads out for a celebratory meal, is that he's feeling acutely lonely, that he just needs to see a familiar face, or strike up a conversation with a stranger if he has to. He sends out over-affectionate texts of appreciation and jokes and fondness to his friends, but that isn't nearly enough.
iii. repellant
They do their best to clean up the area of the spill as quickly as possible, and Cisco does his bit. But a few days after the worst of it, as he's walking past, he can still smell it lingering in the air. And this time, unlike when it had gotten into his system via the water, it has quite the opposite effect. Without quite realizing it, the stuff puts Cisco on edge.
How could they have been so careless with such a dangerous project? Did they not realize what would happen? What if those plants had killed people? There are children living here, and civilians, and people who never hurt anyone in their lives. Was it criminal negligence, or did the scientists involved just not care about collateral damage? (The way Dr. Wells had not cared, when he set off the particle accelerator explosion, just to further his own ends).
The idiocy and injustice of it keep churning away in Cisco's mind, putting him in an uncharacteristically foul mood. Better not bump into him, while he's like this, or you're likely to get a piece of his mind.
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It's so cool, I've never seen plants so vicious before! Even in the hinterlands of Kaladesh they're fairly... boring. Fun to climb, but they don't do much.
And of course I'm here, they pulled me off surveying to help with their gardening. I really wish I had a volcano right now...
*Volcanos fix so many problems!*
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[ Don't get him wrong, Cisco really does love all the crazy dangerous exciting stuff that comes from living here. He just likes it better when the really vicious monsters stay on the other side of that wall, thanks very much. But maybe that's just a matter of perspective.
He finishes taping the cans together and starts looking through his rather messily-assembled supplies for a tank of propane. He hands one over, and then starts looking for a screwdriver, which proves much more elusive, even though he knows there's probably two in the pile SOMEWHERE. ]
Are you... used to having a volcano handy?
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*Chandra shapes some flame into a very cartoony and not very lifelike phoenix. Her flame construct has trouble flying and quickly just crashes into one of the plant monsters bulbs as it opened to launch some acid at it.*
...That would have been cooler if it could fly. And yes, fire magic is a lot easier to just conjure up next to a volcano. It's like the mana of the area wants to set everything on fire. And explode. Because that's what a Volcano wants.
*She shouldn't have slept through her lessons. Again.*
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[ He's too distracted to filter the pop culture references from his speech, and before Chandra can even begin to ask what that means or who it is relevant Cisco is waving a hand through the air to dismiss it as unimportant. Where IS that screwdriver? How could it get so lost in just a few seconds?
Then he is distracted from searching by the fact that Chandra is making some fire into a bird shape, and Cisco stares for a second or two. But then he hears a few shouts from the direction of the fighting and feels a lurch in his gut. Now's not the time for showing off, or for being curious about fire magic. Now is the time for using it to wreak some real devastation. ]
Didn't know volcanoes were sentient...
[ And with that, he spots the screwdriver, scooping it up and offering it to her. He jerks his head in the direction of the fighting and says: ]
Better get over there, doesn't sound like it's going too good.