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Entry tags:
- a3!: itaru chigasaki,
- amatsuki: tokidoki rikugou,
- baten kaitos: sagi,
- blue lock: yoichi isagi,
- final fantasy: hythlodaeus,
- final fantasy: joscelaint grimpevers,
- lieat: efina,
- omniscient reader: dokja kim,
- omniscient reader: joonghyuk yoo,
- omniscient reader: sooyoung han,
- original: chloe,
- original: hien callias,
- persona: akira kurusu,
- tsubasa reservoir chronicle: fai d. flou
Post-October Event Log
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.
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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[Akira's voice is uncharacteristically small. He sounds like he's doing his best to keep it level, with the conviction one might come to expect out of him, but it's no entirely... working that way.]
You're okay, though.
[He's... okay, too, even though it doesn't feel that way. Akira quickly looks off in Hythlo's direction, but he's looking past him, just to make sure no one else is coming their way.]
[No one.]
[He reaches out and pulls the chair back to its normal catty-cornered position, so both of them are sitting with their backs to the wall.]
It's okay.
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... It feels safer here, does it not.
[...]
I do not wish to go back out.
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...Neither do I.
[Ordinarily this is where Raoul would be mocking him for taking a coward's way out. But the Persona is surprisingly abstinent, commenting only on the virtue of knowing when to stay undercover.]
I wish it was more secure. But it's good enough.
[No one can see them, no one can get to them. Hythlodaeus seems like he's more or less in the same boat, so at least he's not doing anything more threatening than simply existing in Akira's dark void.]
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But he is too much of a coward to do anything about it yet.]
... Hien has a cloak. Empty void, he said. A good place to hide.
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[Akira doesn't sound like he feels it's great; he doesn't sound lie he feels much of anything.]
[Sitting alone in dark, enclosed spaces is what he's always done at times like this. The only way he can feel safe is by creating a bastion around himself, even if it's just a veil of darkness. Whenever he's feeling weak, whenever he doesn't want to be seen, he can always sit in the dark and pull himself together where he knows it's safe.]
I don't know where Hien is.
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[That way, everyone would be safe. No more deaths in the street. No more screams.
The stray thought makes him tense up. He concentrates all his efforts on keeping his breathing even, slowly clenches his fist, digging his nails into his skin. Stay grounded.]
...He'll be fine.
[He must be. Hythlo can't even bring himself to think about losing the people he came to care about here.]
...I am... glad that you are here, too.
[... Is he glad? That seems too pronounced an emotion for this time. Maybe it would have been more accurate to say that he will be glad that Akira survived, once all this is over. But it's too much effort to think about it or put it in words right now.]
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['I should be saving them,' he thinks, for maybe the twentieth time tonight. He's not sure if he believes it. He wants to fight. He wants to hide.]
['Don't be ridiculous,' says Raoul. 'Not like this.']
I... need to be here for a while.
Then I'll leave. Then I'll go back out.
Just for a while.
[They can find you at any time.]
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Stupid, is it not? Being so scared, yet knowing that you will return to the fight, for your own mind will kill you first if you continue to hide.
[He sure sounds like someone speaking from experience.]
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It's not my mind. I could stay here forever, if I wanted.
[Dark and alone, hidden away from everything, existing within the margins of reality itself. It's the only way to feel safe, and he wouldn't even be alone anymore because Raoul would be there, too.]
I can't leave them to die.
That's why.
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...'Tis what I meant. You cannot leave the others to die, because if you do, you will no longer be yourself. Because... you cannot.
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[It's not right. He can't just leave them all there, helpless. It's not in his nature. Eventually he will end up going back out there... and keep doing this to himself, and keep being faced with the facts of how comedically weak and insignificant he is, such that even an apparition is enough to completely disable his entire mind.]
The only option is fighting. And losing. And fighting.
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Why...
[Pay him no mind, Akira, he's just having his own breakdown there.]
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[The laughing is one thing. The crying is another, and it's too loud, someone's going to hear them. It's not safe out here anymore. Akira has to go, but just peering out between the chair and the wall shows that the Pokémon Center is packed.]
[He offers no consolation to Hythlo. He can't. He just sits there and listens to him cry, pressing further and further against the wall.]