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.

Comments

[yokeye]

I. Fashion Crimes [closed to Hythlodaeus]

[After escaping the hospital somehow, Toki once again has a 'lack of clothing' dilemma. With so many extra hands at the hospital, the staff 'misplaced' his clothes and shoes, though Toki suspects they were discarded on purpose. They never intended for him to leave; all the more reason his escape was justified. Hana-chan's overalls were still in the storage closet where she left them after stealing a nurse's outfit, so she's decked out as usual, riding on Toki's shoulders as he wanders down the street in a hospital gown that he's worn for days in a row. He takes more careful steps, barefoot and avoiding things still strewn about the streets. No one seems to want to bother them. Perhaps they're put off by Toki's appearance; greasy hair, very pale, bruises on his wrist and ankles, and the cast on his hand is covered in scribbles. Hana-chan tried to write her name on it, but she couldn't keep the marker steady, nor did she know how to spell it. Toki tried to help her fix it, but he's right-handed and it was just a mess all around. If not Toki, Mango City dwellers might be avoiding Hana-chan's vicious expression, on the look out for Chanseys and anyone who comes too close and hasn't been identified as a friendly entity.

She yanks on Toki's hair when she sees Hythlodaeus, and he turns in the right direction.]

Hilbro!

[Toki waves and Hana-chan holds tightly to his hair until he puts his hand back on her leg to keep her up on his shoulders. It's dangerous up here.]


II. Post Fashion Crimes Wildcard

[Later, Toki has obtained a few new outfits somehow, and is currently wearing some very sparkly silver sequined pants, red flipflops, and a baggy neon pink mesh hoodie with a drawstring at the bottom. The hem doesn't quite reach the top of his pants, and every time he raises his arm, he's showing his stomach. So stylish, and Hana-chan approved.

They don't help at all with the rebuilding or clean-up, Toki can't do much with one hand and no one wants to entrust a Spinda with anything precise. They hang out in the park, the bakery, the boba shop, and the bookstore; waiting until something happens to give them direction.]


III. Adrift // (cw: dissociation)

[At night, Toki and Hana-chan like to sit on the steps of closed shops and people watch. They all have lives, and dreams, and desires. They have connections and families and most importantly, Toki thinks, understanding of themselves. He holds Hana-chan's little paw gently as she leans against him. He's sad again, and he doesn't quite know why, he never really knows why. But there are things that he can't reach, or touch, or be part of. The world is wrong again. It will pass, but right now, he just wants to go home. He laughs to himself at that thought, because there's never been 'home'. Where is it? Where did he actually come from? Where does he belong?

His breath comes shallowly and halted, trying not to cry, but the tears are already there and he hadn't noticed them.]

iii

[parhellia]

[ Night is the best time to haunt, especially with everybody on their way home, minds focused on indoors, on the prospect of a full stomach and a warm bed and they hardly ever look Ala's way, even when she always feels so out of place with her little skips down the street. Sunshine skips, in the dead of night, boots tapping their pattern quietly amongst the dust and the rubble.

Toki on his own isn't quite so interesting that she would stop and watch him in return, but the tears? The hitched breath? The way he's sitting that makes him seem smaller than he really is?

Ala stops in front of him, and rests her hands on her knees. ]

Are you lost?

[yokeye]

[Toki doesn't hear the little skips, but Hana-chan does. She watches Ala approach, at first ready to drive her away, but it seems she doesn't want to harm Toki. Hana-chan snuggles closer to him, though, possessively. Toki only looks up at Ala after she speaks.]

Yes.

[He doesn't mean it in the way she does, but it's true.]

[parhellia]

Yeah! That's okay.

[ It's probably not okay, but also, it's okay. Engaged in conversation, Ala sinks down to crouch in front of Toki, hugging her knees and leaning forward a little. ]

Most people are, they just think they know where they're going but they don't. Anyways, I know where you are! You're here!

[yokeye]

[Toki looks out over the street again. They seem to know where they're going, everyone who's gone by. But maybe they don't. Maybe they're all faking like him, and they just never talk about it.]

Where is here? Really?

[He's not being intentionally cryptic; words and thoughts are hard right now.]

[parhellia]

[ Most people don't think about it, probably. It's when you're stuck in your head and thinking too hard that you feel lost, and Ala tends to veer away from doing just that. Still, cryptic is fun, like figuring out how people work. ]

Here is a doorstep. On an itchy brown welcome mat. Right in front of Taurus Grill, home of the five-star half-pound double-decker burger.

III, return of she

[cooloutfits]

[Chloe has been trying to recover from the rampage as well, with mixed results. Sometimes it's easier, sometimes it's harder. Sometimes she stays up all night crying, because she's just a normal person, and she never asked for--for anything that happened that night. Sometimes she can almost pretend everything is normal now.

Today was... another one of those almost normal days. She did... things, and helped out with restoration effort, and had some food. People things! It's all people things.

But it's not very people things to see a boy just sitting on the steps, seemingly... crying? She comes closer, worried--and then realizes he looks familiar.]

Rock boy!

[... She never did get his name.]

[yokeye]

[Toki looks up, but he seems to stare right through Chloe.]

Hotel girl.

[His voice is flat, hitched words through tiny sobs. Hana-chan presses closer to him and looks up at Chloe worriedly, but the expressions of Spindas are hard to decipher.]

[cooloutfits]

[Chloe has met Toki for like an hour, but this is absolutely not like him. She suddenly feels sad, too, and sits down next to him.]

What's wrong? You're crying...

[No shit, Sherlock.]

[yokeye]

I don't know.

[It's something he can never explain without someone thinking he's strange or crazy.]

I'm just sad.

[Hana-chan nods solemnly.]

[cooloutfits]

[Hana-chan is still adorable... Chloe's Shroomish waddles up as well, a little behind her trainer because of the stubby leggies.

Chloe herself just kind of hugs herself and looks at the pavement in front of them.]

...I know. It's been... You know, it's like there's not even words for it? Because we use those words to describe daily stuff, and then something like that happens, and it's like... nothing fits.

[They're not talking about the same thing, but at least they can be sad and lost in thoughts and words together.]

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[scension]

[At the damaged boba shop, Sagi is occupying himself not with crimes but with sweeping broken glass by the damaged windows into a pile. A card sticks out between his fingers as he works his way along a wall, but this is not a crime. It's blank.

It being daytime, when he sees a sparkle out of the corner of his eye, he turns his head to look. Glass is sharp, so he wouldn't want to have missed a spot. What he sees, instead, is pants. Unremarkable pants, honestly. The wearer of the pants presents more of a problem.]

Toki...

[Internal monologue is still hard. Well, the good news is that the hospital staff seem to have let Toki go, which to Sagi suggests that he's feeling better now. The bad news is that this is now awkward. Sagi can't leave until he's finished with the sweeping, which won't be for a while, and in any case he wouldn't back out of something he agreed to help with. Maybe he can just... look away and go back to what he was doing.]

[yokeye]

[Toki has just taken one of the recently cleaned tables, sitting opposite Hana-chan. She has a large figy berry boba, and Toki has gone for the milk tea with extra sugars. Sagi may be across the room, and Toki didn't hear him, but Hana-chan did. Her little rabbit ears turning and singling out the uttered name. She whips her head around to stare at Sagi with her spiral eyes. Is she plotting his death, demanding he apologize, or just doing creepy Spinda things? No one knows.

Toki is blissfully unaware of Sagi's presence, looking out the window and slurping his syrupy boba concoction.]

[scension]

[Sagi makes a valiant attempt to ignore the swirly Spinda eyes on him, or slightly off of him... but no, he can't work under these conditions. His conscience forces him to put the broom aside for now, draw the glass he's tidied up so far into his blank card before anyone can step on it, then go over to the table proper.]

Hey, Toki.

[He tries not to sound too much like he's already accepted that this will go badly.]

[yokeye]

[Toki whips his head away from the window, just like Hana-chan's earlier display. His blind eye is staring a little less creepily than her spiral ones.]

Suja.

[It's a practiced tone that clearly implies Sagi is some sort of arch nemesis now. Toki slurps pointedly. Hana-chan does the same.]

[scension]

[...This is not the time to ponder such things, but Sagi has to wonder how long it's going to take for Toki to forget the remaining 25% of his name so that he doesn't recognise the attempts any more.]

Yeah... I just wanted to say, I'm really sorry about the other day. I didn't know the nurses would start ganging up on you like that.

ii

[nyom]

[ Efi has been wandering around since they don't really want a toddler helping them out, so her pokemon is doing most of the work instead. But she's terribly bored and walks around until she sees Toki because... well... ]

Wow, Mister! You really stand out!

[yokeye]

[That could be a good thing or a bad thing, but Toki takes it as the former. He waves to Efi.]

Thank you~! Oh, it's you!

[The girl who helped him find the showers one of those days when he was really out of it. Hana-chan remembers too, mimicking washing hair that she doesn't have.]

We made bubbles!

[nyom]

[ She giggles upon seeing Hana-chan mimic hair washing motions. ]

Was it fun? Did you make a lot??

[yokeye]

Mmmhmm!

[There's soap scum all over the Pokemon Center shower area now, somehow. The floors, the ceiling, into the hallway. Spiral eyes drawn on all the mirrors.]

We're going to the boba shop. You can come if you want!

[Hana-chan nods excitedly. Mmm, boba!]

[nyom]

Isn't the shop broken though?

[ As in, they're in the middle of repairing it. ]

ii

[regression]

[ Aside from the ridiculous sequined pants matched with the neon pink mesh hoodie that has Joonghyuk inwardly cringing, he recognizes Toki. Minji does, too, giving him a good sniff here and there to see if this is him!

Cause, you know: ]

You didn't die.

[ He meant it as a "good for you" rather than anything too ominous. It still sounds ominous, though. ]

[yokeye]

[He waves at Minji as she sniffs. He took a shower yesterday!]

I didn't die!

[Toki also seems to think of it as an achievement, and doesn't pick up on the ominous vibe. Instead, he pounces to hug Joonghyuk, Hana-chan following.]

Thanks to you! Well, and the elf guy and the kidnapper...

[People keep saving him when they should let him perish and rid the world of his antics.]

[regression]

[ Thank god he took a shower yesterday. Minji won't scurry away in disgust and instead squeaks at him. Joonghyuk, on the other hand, isn't having as much of a pleasant time as his Eevee. His eyes widen as he's pulled into a hug, taken by surprise...

Most people find him intimidating? They keep their distance? What is happening? Please... Let go. Even if Joonghyuk isn't forcing him off, please let go. ]

You got yourself into more trouble?

[ ??? ]

[yokeye]

Just a little!

[He pulls back from the hug and then looks up at Joonghyuk and furrows his eyebrows in thought.]

Or before you. I can't remember!