Post-October Event Log

[nyom]

Who: Everyone
Where: Throughout Mango City
When: October 29 to November 2
What: Use this time to check on your CR, help people out, or do whatever. Everyone can make their own top-levels and you don't have to use the provided prompts. Wildcard it if you want. Have fun!

The nightmare is finally over and the aftermath sinks in. Wherever you are, news will eventually spread that the pokemon stopped their rampaging status, looking confused and some horrified by what had happened around them. Mari's Steelixes are finally off their guard duty, people are crying out of various emotions and people who are physically well enough flood out of the shelters in an attempt to search for their loved ones out there, whether they be people or pokemon. Some are reunited, some are not. Either way, people are in this together, comforting others over their losses and rebuilding the city. There's been quite a lot of destruction apart from the Pokemon Center and the hospital, after all. Some buildings are missing a roof, holes on the side wall, doors knocked down... some are unfortunate to have been entirely blasted away by an extremely strong rampaging pokemon's hyper beam (thanks, random Hydreigon).

After most people calm from their initial high emotions, the reconstruction starts. Of course, they also contact the people from Toran who helped with reconstruction efforts. Looks like the handymen will never rest...

The Pokemon Center is looking for additional manpower, getting pokeballs here to there, labeling whose pokemon are whose in things looking like incubators for those in queue of getting healed, and managing supplies. They are extremely short-staffed right now, so they will be looking for any help possible. Though, if you cause too much trouble than helping, you may be politely asked to leave or to help somewhere else. They don't have time for this. During the nights, the Pokemon Center may be crowded. After all, many people just lost their homes. They got nowhere to go.

The hospital is similar, in which they are also short-staffed. They're looking for disaster volunteers, and especially pokemon with healing capabilities to lessen the load on doctors and nurses who need to care for the more gravely wounded. With more help, the hospital will no longer seem as chaotic as before, but more along the lines of an orderly busy time. It helps that the people are no longer stuck inside due to the ongoings of the events outside, so the hospital is emptier than before, compared to when it was jam packed. The mental health department is also using Drowzees and Munnas to give people good dreams and eating nightmares without repercussions so that they can have a good night's rest. Not all wounds are physical, after all.

With the local Mart's help and other establishments, some people band together to supply people with food and drinks in a very open area in the park. Take a breather and eat something. If you look like you're running yourself ragged, one of the townspeople will drag you to eat and drink a proper meal. They don't need another patient in the hospital right now.

Remember that boba shop? Or those restaurants that you had the delicious meat from? Their damages vary from a broken window to being absolutely trashed. Pokemon and people alike are helping with moving the debris and cleaning up the mess. Someone piped up about recycling broken glass to make brand new windows with fire pokemon and proper glass making methods, so please don't throw them away!

The Radio Tower and the cemetery tower? They're both closed off to the public right now with yellow police caution tapes all around them. Your friendly policemen who all look the same advise nearby people to stay away from the two buildings at the moment. Please don't cause trouble or ask them questions... they're tired as it is like everyone else and they're not allowed to say anything for now, if ever. Your energy is better used elsewhere.

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[selfconcept]

I - October 29, somewhere between the city and the forest

[ If for some reason, you're all the way out here, you'll find a very small fluffy black dog that's curled up on a possibly very familiar tattered cloak. It seems to find the shade of the tree comfortable, though if you reach out to pet it, it growls lowly no matter who you are. It looks like it can just sense someone's there while barely sleeping, but not entirely sure who. Careful, you get the feeling this dog bites.

Sometimes your other self is a dog in some other universe and you have to accept that. ]

II - October 30 ~ November 2

[ Sometimes Hien will appear to be an assistant nurse with orange hair faded into brown and black, instructing his Hatenna to heal people and induce Aromatherapy to calm people's nerves. He seems like a normal guy in his early twenties, who's just trying his best, and he's actually expressive here--smiling at the patients, playing with the children... Gosh, you'd think he's someone else. (He kinda is. Sorta.)

When he sees you, he goes up to you with a smile, assuming you're just another visitor without really checking who you are. ]

Hello, are you the new volunteer?

[ If you're actually one of the patients in the hospital, he'll come in to check on you instead. ]

wildcard

[ Hien is here for post-event things, ranging from angsty to fluff to ridiculous. I'm here for anything. ]

hien in puppy form, what crimes will he commit. wildcard

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo is finally allowed to take his first walks, even outside hospital walls as long as he doesn't go too far! He tries to take the opportunity, but he still gets tired very easily, so he's just sitting down on a bench, warming himself in the sun. This is nice, and he actually isn't expecting anything to happen at all.]

[selfconcept]

[ Hien is finally off nurse duty as Hyunjung and decides to play a prank on Hythlo. Or at least cheer him up. Despite the soothing things he did back in his room before, he feels that Hythlo is pretty much scarred for life, so... he deserves some nice things.

That's why he turns into that cute little dog. He has a pokeball in its mouth in its small form and is within Hythlo's field of vision, wagging his tail.

Hello, beanpole. ]

[weenwoon]

[Oh my god... that dog is so small. Hythlo can't help smiling just looking at it. He leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees.]

Hallo, little one. Are you waiting for someone?

[selfconcept]

[ Instead of an answer, Hien spits out the pokeball near Hythlo's feet. Play with him!!! ]

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo picks up the Pokeball, turning it over in his fingers. At least he knows that dogs like to have things thrown for them to chase, but... what happens if you do that with a Pokeball? Does it release whatever Pokemon is inside? Although as he understood it, that should not happen unless the release button is pressed... Hmm.

He weighs the Pokeball in his hand for a short while... and then launches it, not too far a distance from the bench. At least if this wasn't what the dog intended, it won't be too hard for Hythlo to come and pick it up himself.]

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[afterword]

[ Should Dokja really be roaming around after everything? No. Does that stop him? Not really. Given he's here, mostly walking along so he's not cooped up in a room for days.

What's the most unusual thing to find? A regular animal. Which is what stops him, his Eevee curiously staring from beside him with a tilt of his head. Eventually, he crouches in front of the small dog but makes no other approach otherwise. ]

..Is this like Fai's predicament? I take you're someone that's been changed into a dog. [ hewwo puppy wake up ]

[selfconcept]

[ hsy voice: we need to tie up kdj on the bed again

The growl comes out reflexively when he senses people or pokemon in the proximity. It's just instinct rather than powers, but he opens his eyes to look at Dokja and Siwoo. Oh, it's that guy who was dead in Joonghyuk's delusions.

They look relatively harmless for now, so Hien feels like pulling a prank. He sits up, does a little puppy yawn, stretches and sits again, looking up at Dokja. Once he opens his mouth, his voice comes out distorted and full of static, similar to the constantly buzzing static during the pandemonium. That sure is a puppy talking with a male adult's voice. ]

Do not perceive me, human.

[ He even puts a paw out in front in an attempt to seem majestic. ]

[afterword]

[ hsy and yjh.. let him live his life

Dokja doesn't react to the growl, still keeping where he is even if Siwoo's ears perk up with a shoot of his tail. Hello? Why you mad? The reader watches the small innocent display until the dog seems to really look at him.

When he hears a voice? He blinks once. Twice. Three times. ]

So, you can talk, how convenient. I won't have to ask you to bark once or twice for yes or no.

[ He cannot take this seriously, hien. is this dmmd ren ]

[selfconcept]

[ It's very hard to take seriously when there's a puppy in front of you that talks with a grown ass adult man's voice. So honestly, Dokja is very valid. Hien can also tell that Dokja isn't taking this seriously, but he wishes Dokja's reaction would have been a little more fun. ]

I can snarl instead, but it hurts my throat if I do it for too long.

[ Though his voice doesn't change, still full of distortion and static. At least Dokja can hear the words clearly despite that. His voice is weird that way. yeah ]

[afterword]

[ When it comes to reactions, Dokja is quite boring. Maybe were it anyone else it would be fun! A shame Hien was left with this. He tried so hard and this is what he got. ]

Fair enough. I assume this just happened recently?

[ Given the dog's current state and all. Can't imagine one would set up here, though with recent events.. he supposes best to be safe? are you grateful five million times over that dokja is who you're stuck with. ]

Fai was a cat for a few days if I remember right. [ He remembers but he has to assume it's either the same kinda coincidence or this man has the power to be...... smol doge. ]

closed to fai and hythlo. idk when.

[selfconcept]

[ Hien the small, black, fluffy chihuahua is just minding his own business, unaware of a certain doom that will fall upon him. He's finished with his daily duties today. He has the cloak in his mouth, tottering on the streets while most buildings are still being repaired... and lo and behold. Hien also passes the karaoke building. It's surprisingly fully functional, and very booked. People are probably screaming their sorrows or relieving their stress in the form of screamo singing probably.

How loud... Hien started toddling off somewhere else until he finds Fai and Hythlo. Two tall people. He starts scampering away instead of greeting them. Can't catch me, beanpoles! ]

[partymagician]

[ Sorry, Hien. You started running away too late.

Fai manages to scoop him up in his arms. It's awesome having long limbs and fast reflexes. :) ]

How cute! [ He looks down at the little dog in his arms. ] Hmm... I wonder if you're one of our friends magically turned into an animal.

[ Since he hasn't seen an actual dog around. He has no clue who this is though. ]

Or maybe you're Kuro-tan coming to rescue me!

[ Because that's who small black dogs make him think of. ]

[weenwoon]

[Hythlo turns when he suddenly hears Fai's voice directed at someone other than him - they were just strolling along, with Hythlo regaling Fai with tales of his earlier karaoke adventures... but oh-ho, now that's a familiar face! Or muzzle, rather.

What makes it better is that Fai doesn't seem to know who it is. Hythlo comes closer, a grin on his face that absolutely spells trouble for Hien, and one that says that they both know that.]

Oh my! Truly an adorable little creature. I have not seen his kind here...

[He reaches out to smush Hien's puppy cheeks.]

Hmm... I must say, he does seem familiar.

[Said while staring Hien right in the eye with the cheeky grin still there.]

[selfconcept]

[ Hien just growls in response--the usual chihuahua snarling, but doesn't bite them. He sees your cheeky grin, Hythlo. Don't think he can't see!! He doesn't want to reveal himself just yet. ]

[partymagician]

Does he?

[ Fai tries to scratch Hien's chin even though he's snarling. Aggression like this doesn't deter him. ]

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[parhellia]

Hm? Mm...

[ Ala wasn't, but. She is now, she supposes, deciding she can always ditch if the work is too hard or too boring, or if it is otherwise better left to somebody more capable of actual nursing.

She puts on her brightest smile. ]

Yep! I'm not really sure where to be, so please guide me~

[selfconcept]

[ Now that Hien gets a better look at Ala, he doesn't think he's seen her before? For a moment, he thought she was a foreigner, but he doesn't see the marking anywhere on her that's not hidden by clothes anyway. It's fine. The team could use someone cheery. Hien smiles which the icon won't reflect because all he ever has are smug smile icons. ]

Alright. For now, we need to move this patient in a wheelchair to room 107. Can you do that for me? It's on this floor and you'll see it on your left if you head down that hall.

[ Hien gestures to where the hell is and such. The patient looks like an old grandpa who smiles at Ala and greets her. ]

When you're done with that, could you come back here?

[parhellia]

[ Her psychic band is around her neck which I just decided in another thread, so she can be cozily bundled up in a scarf for this thread, because the end of October is stupid cold. ]

Yeah, I got it!

[ She bounds towards the old man and gives him a grin before going around behind his wheelchair. ]

Are you ready for a ride, mister? Hang on tight!

[ She steps up onto the back of the wheelchair and kicks off like it's a scooter... It doesn't go very fast because of how heavy it is, but they are still scootering down the hall. ]

[selfconcept]

[ The old man seems to enjoy it anyway with Ala's cheerful disposition and her willingness to play around without it being too dangerous. Good, good. That's what Hien wanted to see from her.

He'll wait for Ala to come back though. Hopefully, she'll come back? He has another task for her, and thinks this will be a little more fun than pushing old guys in wheelchairs. ]

[parhellia]

[ It takes a while for her to come back. She almost doesn't, caught in a little conversation with the old man while she puts him in bed and he gives her a packet of peanut butter cookies he wouldn't be able to eat because of his dentures anyways.

Ala returns with the old man's wheelchair, zooming a lot faster down the hall now that it's empty, but skids to a stop in front of Hien before she can bowl him over. ]

Taxi service reporting for duty! Look, look, he gave me a tip and everything~

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[scension]

[In the early hours of the morning, after the noise stopped, Laevateinn the Houndour managed to wake up from fainting before Sagi could find him. He did not, as such, run away. He'll return if he absolutely has to. He merely decided that he had important, pragmatic business to attend to first, before the killjoy chicken can catch up with him and prevent it.

This is how a Houndour comes to be out here, padding along the trail out of town with an air of supreme smugness. This is also how he picked up the shiny, gaudy locket newly slung around his little doggy neck, now his main distinguishing feature from just any roaming wild Houndour. It was a struggle to put it on without hands, but it's a perfect fit!

But he's not done looting yet, oh no. He needs to perfect his look if he's to compensate for his idiot trainer's lack of style, and that cloak seems like a great complement to the locket - never mind that it's way too large for a Houndour to actually wear. So, ignoring the growls of the weird dark-furred animal sitting on top, he trots over to the cloak, intent on tugging it aside.]

[selfconcept]

[ When Laevateinn tries tugging on the cloak, he might be able to realize the scent is just like the dad figure he saw back then with Duri. The dog, however, sounds annoyed that it can't sleep when it's so early in the morning... therefore when Laevateinn doesn't stop tugging, it outright opens its eyes and snarls at him. Chihuahua snarls. It's still sitting on it. ]

[scension]

[The smell gives the Houndour pause for a second - where has he encountered this cloak before, again? Oh, yeah, in the city, on that one guy. Maybe he's dead too. Maybe he ran away from the city and dropped it on the way. It doesn't matter, it just means he's not here to hold onto it.

Thinking back to that man actually suggests this cloak, when unfolded, will look just a little too raggedy to be worthy of Laevateinn the Flameking's ~aesthetic~. However, the strange dog is warning him off of stealing it now, and that simply will not stand. He would turn his nose up at the chihuahua, but for that he'd need to let go of the cloak. Instead, he pulls on the hem again, harder this time.]

[selfconcept]

[ As Laevateinn does that, Hien trots over to him, puts his paw on his nose and speaks with an adult male voice full of distortion and static: ]

Leave this be, young one.