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Entry tags:
- a3!: itaru chigasaki,
- baten kaitos: sagi,
- blue lock: yoichi isagi,
- buried stars: kyuhyuk lee,
- danganronpa: chiaki nanami,
- final fantasy: hythlodaeus,
- final fantasy: joscelaint grimpevers,
- kill la kill: satsuki kiryuin,
- lieat: efina,
- love live!: nozomi toujou,
- omniscient reader: dokja kim,
- omniscient reader: joonghyuk yoo,
- omniscient reader: sooyoung han,
- original: hien callias,
- persona: minato arisato,
- tsubasa reservoir chronicle: fai d. flou
DECEMBER LOG PT1
DECEMBER LOG PT1
premise ⬥ taken ⬥ faq ⬥ navigation
→ OH THANK GOD
(click to expand - the boba shop survived!!)
Sandstorms quietly continue to blow across Melona's desert, tinged black with ash carried over from the west where the volcano still intermittently sputters and spits, its hiccups and coughs darkening the sky to the west. Occasionally, a clap of thunder can be heard even as far as Melona's dome, and a shadow can be seen within the ash clouds looming above the mountains. Whispered rumors travel throughout the region, carrying warnings that "The storm is alive," remembering the destruction wrought upon Toran and the volcanic eruption two months ago that had devastated Hami, the town to the northwest. For two months, the heat and the ash had choked the skies over the mountains of Hami, but eventually, the lava stops flowing. Eventually, the skies begin to clear. Eventually, the people of Melona become curious enough— concerned enough— aware enough that their life inside their bubble that blinded them to the plights of the world at large— to start sending small groups out to Hami to see what aid, if any, they might require. The gym leader himself wanted to head the expedition, worried about his friend and fellow gym leader in the neighboring town, but he got yelled at enough for leaving his post during the last month that he reluctantly agrees to remain at the gym. Because, apparently, challenging gyms is very very important to some people, never mind the world being in a crisis and the safety of both people and Pokemon being at stake.Instead, the desert guides are the ones who lead the way to Hami, knowing the desert and the mountains and are able to carve the most direct path towards the town. Self-sufficient as the townspeople of Melona tend to be, they do not ask for volunteers to join them, but they do not turn down help either, whether from bleeding hearts who want to do everything they can to assist people in need, or those who just want to get to the next town for their badges and ribbons. Like the trek from Mango to Melona, travel to Hami also takes several days of camping, of riding upon Numel through the sand, of climbing mountains and scaling unstable cliffs because there is no well-worn path from the ground to the peak. And nestled in the middle of the mountains, where Hami is supposed to be...
Ash and cinders. A field of rubble. Skeletons of buildings jutting up out of the ground where they are half collapsed and half buried in the ground, flames licking what little wood and scraps of cloth remain and hungering to devoid the new souls that have stepped within their domain. Aside from the rescue team from Melona, there is not another soul in sight, no sound of everyday chatter in the distance nor husks of bodies left charred on the ground. In this town laid to ruin, a single building has been left relatively untouched by the flow of lava that had run through its streets and washed away all its people. The sign hanging above the front door, blackened at the edges, reads: "Hami Boba." Inside, a single worker in uniform can be seen slumped over the counter, who is startled so badly when the door opens that she falls off her stool and blanches as if she'd seen a ghost— which is exactly what she thought, because who else would be here in Hami after everything that had happened? The volcano had erupted two months ago, she explains, all of the sudden without warning and most of the townspeople were forced to leave. Others stayed behind, those with rock and ground Pokemon who weren't bothered by the heat, or those with water and ice Pokemon who were willing to tough it out to battle the lava and the flames in an effort to save their town. This war against nature lasted over a month, and nobody ever came to their aid... But eventually, it became clear that their greatest threat came from the sky, from the ash that fell upon the land like a woolen blanket and smothered all the air, driving the last of the resistance fighters out.
In the end, the only person left in the entire town was her. The boba shop was constructed with the nearby volcano in mind, and there is no lack of things to eat inside the shop when there was only herself to ration for, but the funny thing is... even though she was stuck indoors and was horrifyingly lonely, she could feel a cool breeze pass through the shop every once in a while, and the air remained fresh. It felt as if there were something watching over her, she explains shyly, and there must have been, because she held onto that hope all this time and her patience finally paid off. Her first customers in two months!! Would they like some boba? The store's specialty is Shuckle berry juice boba! The stamps are a little dried out, but you get a cute red Slugma stamp for visiting this shop.
→ WELCOME TO THE NEW HAMA
(click to expand - it's free to live out here)
So, there's that. There is no town, not really. No gym, no contest hall. But the Melona guides aren't satisfied with leaving it at that, so they stock up on all the Shuckle berry juice boba they can carry and continue their search for the town's residents. They offer up Abras to teleport anybody who doesn't want to continue back to Melona, and then split into small groups to spread out across the mountainside, winding around smoldering lava lakes and trudging through paths knee high in ash. Here and there, all across the mountain range, small campsites can be seen. Up on a ledge on the cliffside, a group of people can be seen foraging berries alongside some wild Mankey. Out in the open in a valley, another group of people are seen roasting meat and nuts over several wild Torkoals' backs. At the base of one of the mountains, another group of people and Machop are hard at work breaking large boulders into smaller pieces to build shelter. Rather than having relocated to a single area, the people of Hami seem to have scattered to live in the mountains, welcome enough to the Melona guides and those who accompany them but denying that they need any help or expressing any real desire to reform a central town. There is no need, after all. Everything they need to live on is provided by the land and the wild Pokemon who share not only their habitat, but where to find food and water, and keep them warm and safe through the night. The volcano still grumbles from time to time, the seas around them continue to churn with relentless whirlpools, and sandstorms rage in the east towards Melona. But right now, they're just trying to live day by day.While there is no main town any longer, the people do come together from time to time in the valley to share resources and spread news, and once a week, they sit together under the stars and hold Pokemon Contests on a stage that is nothing more than a large, wide slab of rock. The gym leader, Tsubomi, specializes in both fire and fighting type Pokemon and honors battles wherever she is challenged. Because of the lack of a gym building, she might need to be tracked down, though she is easier to find than Konoha, often making set rounds from group to group, checking up on the townspeople spread across the mountains. Central to all the campsites are natural hot springs, and both people and wild Pokemon come here to submerge themselves in the steaming waters and rejuvenate after a long, hard day. When the first of the rescue team arrives at the hot springs, two familiar faces are seen: a girl with pink hair and a boy with blue hair. Nanami opens her eyes blearily and pats Minato on the face. He looks up at the group and goes, "Hey. What's up?"
→ AW NUTS...
(click to expand - you really should have done something about that volcano)
A couple nights into the month, a shooting star is spotted streaming across the sky and disappearing into the waters to the southwest.The ground shakes.
In the dead of night, the sky is lit up with a spew of fire that bursts out of the volcano hundreds of meters in the air, black smoke billowing up into the air in thick clouds, the mountains hacking up ash and molten rock. Screams can be heard throughout the mountain range as lava rushes down the slopes, people trying to grab what little they have left for a second time— though many already have nothing left but their lives. Wild Pokemon flee from the mountains in herds, heading for the desert to face the sandstorms rather than being consumed by flame.
The ground shakes. It cracks.
Desert becomes beach as the sand spills into the water, the cusp between mountain and desert becoming a chasm driven deep into the water as the Hami mountains break away and start sinking into the sea.
→ MOD NOTES
⬥ For the sake of timelines, the Melona guides first head for Hami on December 3, the volcano erupts on December 5, and Hami subsequently becomes its own island on December 6. Destruction and evacuation can be played out however you want, but the boba shop remains standing in the end. The building is in impeccable condition. Not even the ash sticks to it.
⬥ Please make note of the new investigation form in the toplevel below, involving investigation style.
⬥ The second event log will go up on December 15.
⬥ Please make note of the new investigation form in the toplevel below, involving investigation style.
⬥ The second event log will go up on December 15.
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[Sagi not only legitimately doesn't know, he never wondered about it before. He unclips Sigilyph's currently empty Pokeball from his belt again and weighs it in his hand, as if that would answer the question in any way.]
But they break open so easily.
[That much he can say from experience.]
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The duct tape covers the outside. Pokeball stays closed. Water doesn't get in too much if the Corphish swims fast.
[The tape is only water-resistant, so this plan isn't guaranteed 100%. It depends on how far away Melona is, but he's confident the Corphish would keep the Pokeball mostly above water, like how it saved him when he arrived.]
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[Guess he learns something new about the technology of the probable future - well, not every day, at this point. But still often enough.
He strokes his chin. His glove leaves a smudge of soot there too, but there were enough of those on his face already.]
I wonder... Do you think he could make it along the coast instead, and hitch a ride to Toran? It sounds like these guys can send word back to Melona just fine, but they can't split in two and swim through all the whirlpools. And they rebuilt the town over there a little while ago, so they might have hands to spare.
[This is Sagi's idea of an practical plan, yes.
The guide they were talking to looks vaguely indignant that they're now talking about him like he isn't there, and especially that they don't want to hear more about his daughter's extremely cute Koffing, but he has better things to worry about. He picks up his binoculars and goes back to searching the split-off mountainside. The Abra is now levitating in circles around Hana-chan like they're dancing together.]
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[He probably shouldn't have assumed everyone knew the wonders of duct tape, especially a boy with wings from who-knows-where fantasy world. At Sagi's suggestion, he nods.]
Corphish should be fine going that way. There were whirlpools when I got here, and he did fine.
[And if there are people along that side of Hami ready with boats to Toran, that makes it easier.]
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[He does still have a couple of spare Pokeballs in his satchel, in case they needed to quickly disable any rampaging wild monster on the way here... At least his lack of foresight on what they should have worried about can prove a little useful now. He folds the other sheet of paper and slips it inside one.]
Hana-chan, it's all yours.
[He crouches and holds the Pokeball-turned-envelope out to her. It's hard to actually step over there and hand it to her while the Abra is bobbing around her in mid-air.]
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After deliberation in her head, Hana-chan drops one Pokeball to dig out her duct tape. Then she plops down on the ground to hold the ball steady between her feet while she meticulously wraps it with sticky tape. Her tongue lolls out as she repeats the process with the second Pokeball. Magically, there's still some tape left, and she hides it away once again in her pocket.
It takes her two tries to get up without falling back over. She presents Yoichi with both Pokeballs; some parts are tacky with the underside of the duct tape exposed, and there's a few bits of Spinda fur stuck to them. But she did a good job!]
This should work.
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[He may not know what the duct tape is capable of, but those sure are two taped-up capsules with help requests inside. Trusting that the rest of the plan will go exactly as Yoichi said, Sagi hops to his feet with a mostly unseen flap of his wings.]
Alright, can we leave those to you guys?
[He does not know where he wants to wander off to, nor what to do with the other copies of the list, only that he's probably no longer needed here.]
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[Hana-chan waves at both Sagi and the Abra, and they'll head off towards the water.]