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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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[ Since playing is pretty much the same as hanging out, Efi is okay with this. Her smile returns on her face though, while looking up at him. ]
I'm glad to see you're doing okay though.
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[In fact, it's getting a little awkward having her look all the way up this whole time, so he may as well screw the cap back on his water bottle and drop down to join her. His feathers glimmer as he lands on his feet, then fade again.]
Do you ever just feel like climbing something all of a sudden? It was just that. It's not like I was drop-dead exhausted or anything.
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[ Impulses... what are they? Efi looks in awe at Sagi's wings though. ]
Oooh, it looked like it shined!
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[If he sounds like he knows this from experience... well, he'd rather not dwell on it too much.]
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[ Says the most normal looking girl. ]
Even with, uh... sap?
[ Efi tilts her head. Was that the correct word? ]
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[But now that he's regarding her a little closer, he remembers something...]
Actually... am I allowed to see your wings yet, Efi? You never did get around to showing me.
[Waking up in the dilapidated part of Toran's hospital under that endless rain feels almost as long ago as the last time he got out of bed not knowing what he was, but he's pretty sure he asked something like that.]
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[ She makes a dog barking noise. Anyway. ]
Oh! I can't get my wings out! I still can't... maybe I'm still not strong, like my horns too...
[ She pouts a little. ]
But when I do, you'll be the first to see, Sagi! Promise!
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Maybe it's not about strength, exactly. Maybe it's something else.
[In fact, after the various other wacky kinds of magic their little group has seen fit to shove at him, sometimes directly inside him, he's pretty certain it's something else. That seems too complicated to get into with Efi for now, though.]
Either way, it's still a promise, okay? I'll hold you to it. I bet they're really pretty.
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[ She genuinely seems to mean it too. Feathers are pretty. ]
Mine aren't really soft either... Yours are a lot like Mister Dokja's, except his are black!
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[He remembers them from when they had to entertain all those Toran kids at the impromptu party in the boba shop.]
Though, are they really that similar? They didn't look like wings of the heart... I guess that's the only part that stuck out to me.
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[ That sounds like a pretty phrase... ]
He said he was a demon lord! [ Whatever that means. ] Demon lords must all have pretty black wings too.
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Does that mean your heart is pretty and soft?
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I don't know, hearts are harder to see. Normally, I have a friend living in mine... That's not all that common, so chances are it looks kind of strange.
[Strange enough to upset Hythlo just from looking... Well, he figures an understatement isn't a lie.]
If you want to see really pretty wings of the heart, you should meet my mom. Hers are biiiiig, and pure white. [He lifts both of his arms high over his own head for emphasis. About yay high!] Nobody else has wings like them.
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She sounds like an angel! I wanna meet your mom one day, Sagi! She sounds really nice! I wanna have a friend in my heart too... that way I'll always be with someone and we can always have fun!
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Yeah, it's a lot of fun. Especially getting to travel together. [Or else they wouldn't be friends, despite everything. His smile is a bit broader there.] Maybe if you keep travelling, you'll meet someone like that someday.
[The, uh, intended way.]
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[ Her smile continues to stay on her face. ]
I hope we can be friends forever!
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[Maybe he can keep her company a little longer before going back to work, he thinks, if her dad can't. That doesn't seem so bad.]
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