apocalypsehowcomm | Event Log

Who: Manji

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When: July
Where: Dogtown/Beach/Around Town/Jail
Summary: Event and TDM prompts
Warnings: scopophobia; paranoia; unnatural animals, hallucination

Birdswatching
Manji had volunteered his time to patrol around the boarder of Dogtown. He wasn't good at much, but he thought he could handle a job like this. He just didn't expect it to be so boring! Given a GPS and told not to get involved until he calls for help. That isn't exactly what he had expected to be told to do. At least he has someone to walk and spend the time with. Even if he occasionally grumbles under his breath all his complaints about not being trusted to go into Dogtown on his own.

Although his grumbling eventually trails off. “Hey, do you hear that?” He asks the person next to him. “Or, I guess... don't hear?” Where is the sound of birds?

Current Events
Manji has started to embrace wearing more modern clothes in order to fit in. Usually preferring a long skirt, a loose t-shirt, and his sandals. Uncaring if the colours compliment each other or not as he picks his clothes more for ease of movement then fashion. What he hasn't gotten use to is the more modern swimwear people now wear. Especially the ladies in two pieces. He doesn't really mean to stare, but he is completely and very obviously staring with his one good eye. He's really enjoying these more modern clothes.

We Feast Upon the Flesh
An easy mark is not how one would describe Manji. If the battle scars weren't an obvious give away then the scowl he often wears should be. He still can't help but notice the seagulls eyeing off the food he has. “Buzz off ya thieves!” He shouts and swing his only arm currently holding a hotdog in an effort to shoo them away. Instead of having the intended result the birds just get excited and make a grab for his hotdog.

“HEY! THAT'S MI--ACK!”

Come and Play
Everything in this world makes Manji feel out of place. Nothing was like it was at home and while he liked most of the people he's met, there was nothing familiar about them either. Every one dressed differently and came from so many different backgrounds that at times he just really craved someone familiar who could understand where and when he had come from.

Which is the main reason why he doesn't question it when he spies someone from home trapped in a reflection. “Rin!?” He spins around so fast to confirm what he saw out of the corner of his eye. She really was there! Pressing his hand against a store window, Manji listens as she speaks to him. “Hang on, kid! I'm going to get you out of there!” Surely the store won't mind a crazed looking one eye, one arm, man banging away at their glass.

Come and Play with Consequences
They minded. Or at least someone did when Manji followed the image into places he shouldn't be in. He's ended up arrested and is currently cooling his heels in lock up. After making his phone call to get out he has nothing better to do than wait. “So, what did you do to get locked up in here?” He asks his cellmate to help pass the time

Misc
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After his arrest Manji was told he had one phone call. He had the brief idea of calling someone from work, but he didn't like the idea of owing ADI anymore than he already did. So he calls the person he trusts most in this strange new world.

Hopefully Garner doesn't mind getting a call in the middle of the night. If he answers he'll hear the recording of: Collect call from Gloucester county jail from 'Manji'. Do you accept the charges?

George is sitting on a towel on the beach put down fairly close to Manji without being all up on him. They haven't caught up since they got back from Wolf Pen. He watches him for a while, finally grinning and reaching over to swat him with his empty paper plate.

"You stare any harder, that eye's gonna fall out, too."

For Garner Cinderbrooke

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