07-31-2018, 01:07 AM
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the trio's concern for him, needing to cover his mouth to contain himself by the time rialto started talking. "i'll take that into consideration, man," he managed by the time he toned himself down, absolutely hating the fact that practically his entire torso felt on fire. it was a rock's fault he crashed, not his own, he reminded himself, deciding to ignore alex and ezra's arguments. he would be fine up there.
now then, to the things that he actually wanted to talk about, more than himself getting hurt. he pet the dove and looked over the notecard a couple times, scanning what little was there. okay, he got this. "so!! i have, like, three or four things i wanna say. first! i've started to catch wind that there are some new faces around, mostly 'cause i've seen 'em. let's make a bit of a rule to not bite them, yeah? only feed on tourists." how that'd end up once halloween had passed would be interesting to see, but he didn't especially feel the need to think about that yet. he just didn't want to scare off the kind of people who actually, truly belonged in the town, and that category included just about everyone who wanted to live there unless it was to hunt vampires, in which case that would be major trouble. "second! not much goin' on in terms of ranks 'n' shit, i need to think before i decide on a successor. keepin' my eyes out for good candidates, though." self explanatory, really.
"third, i want our coaster back up and runnin'. i dunno how, but we've got smart cookies around here, so maybe we can all come together and get the surviving cars back up and running. fourth, and this one ties into third! i feel like it'd be fun if we can fancy up the place and hold a big ol' celebration soon." he adjusted his grasp on the dove and glanced at rialto, hoping he wouldn't give the "artisan" any ideas with what he was imagining. "i'm thinkin' some sort of festival! maybe live music, a whole buncha games, get all the lights up and running! the whole nine yards! anyone got any ideas on how we could flesh something like that out?" in terms of bright young minds, marko was mostly only good at finding the big picture of truly good ideas. but, hey, he had to leave his footprint on san creado somehow, and if he could get people to actually go through with plans of his? that would be powerful.
//oh shidt another ooc announcement cuz im dumb but. im gonna be extremely spotty in terms of activity over the next like week and a half bc vacation. brilliant timing from yours truly lkdsfjlskj
tl;dr festival event soon and also that coaster plot. and another reminder that hp tryouts r happening lol
the trio's concern for him, needing to cover his mouth to contain himself by the time rialto started talking. "i'll take that into consideration, man," he managed by the time he toned himself down, absolutely hating the fact that practically his entire torso felt on fire. it was a rock's fault he crashed, not his own, he reminded himself, deciding to ignore alex and ezra's arguments. he would be fine up there.
now then, to the things that he actually wanted to talk about, more than himself getting hurt. he pet the dove and looked over the notecard a couple times, scanning what little was there. okay, he got this. "so!! i have, like, three or four things i wanna say. first! i've started to catch wind that there are some new faces around, mostly 'cause i've seen 'em. let's make a bit of a rule to not bite them, yeah? only feed on tourists." how that'd end up once halloween had passed would be interesting to see, but he didn't especially feel the need to think about that yet. he just didn't want to scare off the kind of people who actually, truly belonged in the town, and that category included just about everyone who wanted to live there unless it was to hunt vampires, in which case that would be major trouble. "second! not much goin' on in terms of ranks 'n' shit, i need to think before i decide on a successor. keepin' my eyes out for good candidates, though." self explanatory, really.
"third, i want our coaster back up and runnin'. i dunno how, but we've got smart cookies around here, so maybe we can all come together and get the surviving cars back up and running. fourth, and this one ties into third! i feel like it'd be fun if we can fancy up the place and hold a big ol' celebration soon." he adjusted his grasp on the dove and glanced at rialto, hoping he wouldn't give the "artisan" any ideas with what he was imagining. "i'm thinkin' some sort of festival! maybe live music, a whole buncha games, get all the lights up and running! the whole nine yards! anyone got any ideas on how we could flesh something like that out?" in terms of bright young minds, marko was mostly only good at finding the big picture of truly good ideas. but, hey, he had to leave his footprint on san creado somehow, and if he could get people to actually go through with plans of his? that would be powerful.
//oh shidt another ooc announcement cuz im dumb but. im gonna be extremely spotty in terms of activity over the next like week and a half bc vacation. brilliant timing from yours truly lkdsfjlskj
tl;dr festival event soon and also that coaster plot. and another reminder that hp tryouts r happening lol
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