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Scott 'has zero self-respect' Summers ([personal profile] laserguy) wrote in [community profile] expiationlogs2024-05-04 03:54 pm

TWAT club meeting mingle

Who: Scott Summers and members of TWAT (Teenagers With Abilities and Talents) Club. Or any teenager that just stops by really.
Where: Roof of the club building
What: Teenagers with abilities or maybe no real abilities hanging out on the rooftop and eating food. Talking. Doing club stuff.
Warnings: Probably none.


[Maybe you're already part of TWAT club and read the message that Scott sent out to everyone, basically stating that they're having a meeting this Saturday to just hang out and meet new members. Or you saw one of the flyers around town that mentioned about having a meeting. Either way, the meeting is held at the rooftop of the club building, so just come. No food or anything required. He's a good leader like that, yeah. Definitely.]

before the meeting;
[Why did you come early, god.

Well, anyone that is one of those people that like to come early to events, Scott's putting you to work. Maybe it's just helping getting the food out on the tables, or bringing up chairs or tables up to the rooftop. Either way, work needs to be done and setup is still in progress, so pair up with other TWAT members or whatever to get things ready. Thanks, Scott appreciates it. Probably.

Also, if you have your own food or brought a game of some sort, that's cool. He definitely isn't going to say no. Go set that up.]


just hanging out;
[Once the meeting starts and Scott gives some basic speech and welcoming new people to TWAT Club (in which he wasn't nervous at all shut up), people are more than welcome to just eat the pretty decent spread laid out in the tables. Stuff like chips, pizza, rice balls, ramen, probably some mixture of American and Japanese food because he's him and his girlfriend is Kotone, so yeah. There's also a little sign or note in front of the tables that states 'provided by cooking club, so join us. ✨'

Since this is a place filled with teenagers and abilities... Scott probably has encouraged people to show off their powers a little. JUST DON'T BLOW SOMETHING UP it's okay, he's talking about himself too. Of course, he's not forcing anyone to show off their powers and everything, but he sort of hopes people are feeling more comfortable to do so. That is the purpose of his club and everything.

There's also a random cornhole game set up. Don't ask.]


after club;
[Feel like being a nice person and help clean up? Nice. Scott isn't forcing anyone to stay after to do so, but he appreciates the help. It's mostly just taking tables down and clearing out the trash. Anyone that stays can probably take home some of the leftovers. So, that's a nice bonus.

Maybe you just want to sit on the ground and enjoy the evening a little. He's not judging.]


[ooc: TWAT mingle log! Please feel free to post your own top levels and tag each other. :> If your character would bring food or set something up, go right ahead. The more the better, right? Also your character doesn't need to be part of TWAT to join, Scott will just sort of let any teenager in. 'Teenager' being anyone that doesn't look too much like an oldie--]
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[personal profile] drugsnotclubs 2024-05-16 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[One eyebrow quirks up, half-hidden behind his bushy bangs, at Scott's easy response. He almost hadn't been expecting the bravado. But it creates a sharp juxtaposition for him that he can't help but he aware of: If Scott's able to face his powers again in the very place he'd destroyed when he'd lost control... The fuck was Shinjiro's problem?

(Too many to name, probably.)

But this is as decent of a kick in the ass as any. Someone displaying the courage he never really had, despite being in the same sort of scenario. And so he nods with a sigh that's mostly for show, putting his hands down next to where he's sitting to shove himself up and standing.]


Guess I'm out of excuses, then. Anything around you don't care about being destroyed? Or should I just see if he'll stick around, like Yu and Minato's over there?

[Probably possible, it's just nothing he had ever tried or allowed. After all: the power had always been a tool, rather than a friend. He draws the evoker with the casual ease that comes from a motion being repeated so many times, though doesn't move to lift it to his temple yet.]
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[personal profile] drugsnotclubs 2024-05-23 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Man, if the food table were getting it, we'd have some way bigger problems...

[like the whole chunk of the building under the table. The people around it. But maybe that's just the flashes of that night sticking in the back of his brain like a stain that won't go away. The walls spalling and crumbling, the sheer noise of destruction, the smears of blood--

He blinks and glances back to Scott, expression still as mute as before, before nodding at the challenge laid out-- and giving a cocky smirk he doesn't feel with a short huff.]


You gonna make it a challenge, then? Fine. He'll probably behave well enough for a bit.

[Besides-- he has that seal dampening it, right? Unless that's all Placebo anyway. Either way... He can't really back down from such an explicit challenge, given to him by the one guy who probably truly understands what he's asking.]

--you're an asshole, by the way. [It's said out of nothing but good-natured respect and friendships though! All while he easily pulls that silver gun up to his head like he had so many times before, and pulls the trigger without further fanfare.

Perhaps Scott is used to seeing a evoker summoning: and sharp crack of the gunshot, the twitch of the user's head with the forces the eruption of glass-like aether on the opposite side of the head, I stead of skull and blood and brains. The way the atmosphere shifts, almost like a wind as something forces itself into physicality. And this something appears with a noise like iron grating and a horse screaming. It only takes a second or so for him to materialize in the air, and thunk that single hoof onto the rooftop, the metal horse throwing its head in impatience as the rider stares fixatedly.

A mechanical one-legged horse ridden by a skull-headed man impaled on a spearhead probably shouldn't be intimidating-- but the sheer size* of the creature sure does some work, huh?

(*Castors size is so fucking inconsistent across all media he is absolutely not as huge as this hilarious screenshot shows.)

Shinjiro lowers the evoker and frowns, lifting a hand to rub at the side of his head in discomfort.]


--Listen, we're just chilling out, ok? Be like Barong and shit over there.

[A snort and a stomp, but the Persona complies despite its restless motions, reins and armor clanking with each motion.]
Edited (All my links broke smfh) 2024-05-23 21:10 (UTC)