DECEMBER LOG PT2

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→ DESPITE EVERYTHING, YOU'RE STILL ALIVE

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The earthquakes cease and the smog slowly begins to clear. It'll be hours before the sky breaks through and the moon could be seen once more, but the fires of the volcano finally calm down and the screams of terror cease, only to be replaced with concerned shouting. Is everyone all right? Where is so-and-so? Is there a doctor nearby? Both people and Pokemon run back and forth, attending to what and who they can.

Although fatalities seem to be low, injuries are high. Some have fallen during their escape while others have been pelted by falling rocks, but nearly everyone is a victim to high levels of carbon monoxide and the thick scattering of ashes. All types of Pokemon pitch in to help - even wild ones - as they try their best to create a shelter for the remainder of the night and escort the young and elderly to the still-functioning boba shop.

No one will be falling asleep anytime soon, however.

→ IT'S TIME TO REBUILD

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Throughout the next few days and weeks, the people of Hami try to rebuild their lives once more. They erect campsites and learn how to survive on their new island. Unlike last time, however, help arrives from different parts of Cassava - Toran, Mango, and Melona. Food and water are passed around while additional medical staff tend to the still-injured. Mari and Konoha have also tagged along, relieved that Tsubomi have made it out all right, but saddened by the state of things. The three gym leaders make themselves available to assist where they can, including being free for gym battles, though they may make a face and, in Tsubomi's case, scowl. A little distraction is good, though, and they will eventually relent to a challenge.

As supplies are passed around, volunteers of the support team mention that the HMs for Fly and Surf have been finally located. There were multiple copies held in each city and town's Pokemon Centre for trainers to use, but they've all gone missing earlier that year. No one understands why, but they've managed to find a single copy of each in an old and forgotten box in Toran. With this, everyone can now travel by Pokemon and shorten each day of a trip to an hour, so for a five-day hike, it'll turn into a five-hour flight. Pretty useful, huh?

The HMs are passed around for Pokemon to learn, but with the large amount of people and long line-ups, you'll only have the chance to learn one of the two moves. Choose wisely as they may not be seen for a while again.

→ HO HO HO-LY SHIT

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Despite the grim beginning of the month, the latter half of December is filled with cheer and joy - even for Hami Island, whose people are making the best out of their situation. Christmas is near and everyone is excited to end this hectic year with smiles. Bright decorations are hung and although Toran is the only location with natural snowfall, ice-type Pokemon artifically create snow for everyone to enjoy. Some are nicer about it than others, as Spheals use Powder Snow to create beautiful gusts of snowflakes in the air while Sneasels use Icy Wind when people are least expecting it, causing hats to go flying and for tinier Pokemon to tumble away.

Little Delibirds wander through all towns and campsites to spread the joy. They give away presents from their seemingly-endless-void-of-a-bag, chirping happily as they hand over either a gift or a bomb. If you're lucky, it's the former and you'll get whatever material present that you've wanted or needed, even if you didn't know it, but if you're not so fortunate... well, at least it's easy to find doctors in Cassava.

But the Delibirds aren't enough to replace a real Santa Claus. Children beg and yell for one, but in the midst of all the panic and fuss over the volcano and Hami's citizens, every town forgot to hire someone to play the jolly ol' man. Oops. Well, be a dear and sub in, why don't you? It's okay if you don't look the part. They'll just shove you into an itchy costume and use superglue for the fake beard. It's okay if it takes an entire night or two for it to come off. You gotta do it for the children, who are more than insistent on tugging on it for fun.

Christmas eventually comes and goes before it's New Year's Eve. Everyone makes preparations for the fireworks show for their respective town and campsite. By the end of the night, the sky is lit with bright and sparkling colours. It's a beautiful end to the year and everyone peacefully goes to sleep that night. Some dream of a better future while others dream of fulfilling their resolutions, but for each isekai'd traveller, they all share one single dream: an out-of-body experience in darkness with a presence that surrounds them.

"What is your deepest, darkest desire?"

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⬥ Congratulations for surviving the year! Your IC gift is learning either Fly or Surf and one item of your OOC choosing. This item may be a canon regain or simply anything else, but regardless of the choice, please comment underneath the proper top-level to get it approved.
⬥ Happy holidays and an early happy new year!

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Character:
Gift:

Character: Hien Callias
Gift: Leaf stone

Character: Kim Dokja
Gift: Fly

Character: Joscelaint
Gift: his fishing rod

Character: Sagi
Gift: Pac-Man. he jumps out of the Delibird sack, runs around for a while eating everything not nailed down then eventually wakka-wakkas away into the sunset. will he be back? only time will tell

I - good kids sometimes get presents, others deliver them

[ Efi has a cute christmas dress with a santa hat over her head. Her dragon horns are not hidden by the hat though, and stick out of her head. Her wings were never really attached to her back in the first place despite her being able to fly with them on anyway. She is not a christmas Deerling, but something more like a little christmas fairy as she flies around with a sack. At least it isn't heavy, because she passes out candy. Either that or she makes it rain candy, making the children scream out of delight.

If you're unfortunate, you might get smacked with a candy cane in the face. Hope that doesn't hit your eye. ]

wildcard

[ Hit me up with anything. ANYTHING. ]

Approved!

Approved! May Pacman eat everything that he wants to devour.

i - christmas gifts;

[ Around the evening on Christmas day or at any point the day after, Fai will approach your character with a tin! Inside are some baked goods, and if there's a chance your character might've told him what they like, that's what he's made. If not, then he has either cupcakes in both vanilla and lemon flavors and sugar cookies shaped and decorated like Christmas trees.

The moment he spots your character, he'll wave. ]

I have a gift for you!

[ ...Yes, he's doing this later than he normally would. Don't worry about it. ]

ii - new years;

[ Fireworks!! Fai's only seen them a handful of times, so he's excited for the little show everyone is putting on tonight. He even has a couple with him.

He waves them a little in his hand. ]

I'm going to set them off. Would you like to join me?

iii - wildcard;

[ Feel free to hit me up with whatever, including bonus and things before Christmas! I'm always here to do things! ]

[ Did Fai get some belated sickness after eating some suspicious plants? Maybe. Who knows? Either way, I'm here for the cold bonus and Hien is absolutely making sure Fai is resting in the tent. He's not allowed to leave unless out of necessity that Hien made the standards for, such as bathroom needs and so on. He sits next to him, peeling an orange--one of the rations the other townspeople brought. In fact, he has a bunch of fruits with him on his lap. Mimi is curled up next to Fai but on the opposite side, making sure he stays warm. The citrus smell starts overpowering whatever scent is in the tent, because that's just how oranges work sometimes as Hien finally finishes peeling it. His nails aren't long enough for this... ]

Remember when we talked about me possinly being a magician back in the restaurant? A what-if... well, I was actually classified as one before.

[ Also here. He gives the peeled orange over to Fai so that he can eat it, unless he whines about being fed... ]

[ He feels horrible. It's been so long since Fai has actually gotten sick that he'd forgotten what it was like, and he's sure he's never been this sick before.

The orange smells really good and he spaces out a little, just enjoying the feel of Mimi next to him and that citrusy smell that's filling the tent. He takes the orange, staring down at it in his hand. Honestly, the thought of asking Hien to feed him is tempting because separating the pieces and putting them in his mouth is going to take a lot of energy. For now, he's just going to look at it. ]

You were?

[ Interesting. ]

Something like that, yeah.

[ He starts peeling an apple with a small knife, creating a long, continuous peel that doesn't cut off. ]

Magic isn't my strong suit, but I guess it has a lot of utility, in a sense.

[ Controlling memory, life, and all aspects of the self? Yeah, that sure has a lot of utility, but it's nothing like shooting off blasts of magical energy like Fai can. He's too specialized. ]

[ He finally manages to work up to peeling off one of the slices and popping it into his mouth. After chewing and swallowing, he nods. ]

There's all sorts of things you can do with it. Too many to list, in fact.

[ It's just that learning it, at least where Fai is from, is very difficult. ]

Magic has a lot of uses. I guess I...

[ Hm. He thinks back to the time when he died for the first time. The connection was too strong that it killed his body, and he wonders what that meant. Magic affinity? Muse typing? Guess he'll never know now. ]

... am not suited to being a magician, in the end. It was similar to a battle royale setting. People were chosen based on what they were known for, like wielding a specific weapon or if they were known for stealth... I got picked for the magician slot because I arrived late in that world.

[ He starts cutting apples into small slices. ]

Needless to say, I did not fight with magic.

[i: why is our bird riding a bird]

[Pokemon as transport makes more sense to Sagi as a concept than half the things people around here use Pokemon for - or did, until he realised that seating doesn't come included with the HM. His Sigilyph seemed enthusiastic about the idea anyway, but where the heck is he supposed to hold on? Its body is a sphere. Only halfway through the trip, he regrets giving it a try.

He still hasn't gotten used to it by the time he returns to Hami, dropping off Sigilyph's back near the plateau where the refugees have been holding contests. He looks very pale - made more obvious by the fact that, for some reason, his own wings and arms are enveloped in a harsh white glowing light.

Somehow, he manages to stumble over to a nearby rock and sit down before he crumples completely. The glow begins to fade after a minute or so.]

[ii: wakka wakka]

[Santa may not be here, but a large, yellow, Santa-sized... thing is strolling around with festively bright red boots and a holiday-cheery smile. Well, around isn't the right word. Wherever he is, he's walking briskly in a straight line, occasionally turning 90 or 180 degrees when he hits an obstacle, making a distinctively videogamey sound - and motoring directly through anything edible in his path. If it fits in Pac-Man's mouth, be it actual food or a snowball or a tentpole or the ugly Christmas sweater you were about to gift to someone else, he's chomping it right out of your hands and continuing ahead.

Unless you're in the vicinity of Hami Island, in which case there's a chance that Sagi will (possibly literally) swoop in, shove whatever you were holding aside and hastily toss a berry over Pac-Man's head to bait him somewhere else.] Go on, get outta here!

[iii: weenwoon bonus]

[It turns out that Pac-Man doesn't make a good substitute for Santa after all. At some point after his airsickness has subsided and the yellow menace has disappeared into the sunset, Sagi gets conscripted into putting on the act for some preschoolers instead - he was a natural choice, he already has a penchant for wearing red. They weren't too careful about gluing the beard onto him, so it's now stuck to the front of his shirt and will probably never come off. It's fine. He has no idea what this tradition is, but it's for the kids, so this is a problem he can deal with later.

A more pressing problem is that he can't seem to actually talk to them. Every time he opens his mouth, a loud, distorted, vaguely trumpet-like noise comes out instead of his actual voice. If you've spent too much time around the FFXIVs, it sounds exactly like Amaurotine. The children who lined up on this rocky beach just to talk to Santa and tell him their holiday wishes have not. Several of them are crying. The presence of Sagi's sour-faced Houndoom, still glowering over the un-stylish Stantler nose one of the Hami locals stuck on him earlier, is doing nothing to reassure them.]

(Did it stop yet?)

[A small, impressionable boy standing in the middle of the line jumps at the even louder alien weenwoon sound that time and runs away in tears despite the nearby adults' attempts to console him.]

(I think we should just leave...)

[wildcard]

[hmu for anything etc etc. pac-man is now roaming free in the game world, you don't have to ask permission to have him show up in any thread including after this log, wakka wakka wakka]

Edited 2020-12-24 17:44 (UTC)

[ It sure does hit him in the face, but thankfully it doesn't hurt. Fai picks the candy cane up off the ground, looking around to see where it came from. Almost immediately, he spots Efi. ]

Oh, Efi! You're passing out candy today?

I- The Holy See of Fishgard

[ Although Joss has never heard of the word "Christmas," he is very well acquainted with his world's equivalent, the Starlight Celebration. It is, after all, a tradition that originates in his homeland; and though it makes his heart ache with homesickness, this is why he decides to help decorate trees around the various camps.

It's all the usual stuff. Stars, baubles, little wrapped presents, dead fish... Nope, there is nothing unusual hanging from those trees at all.

After the third or fourth tree, though, Joss can't help but stop and silently stare at his bucket of Magikarp, seemingly lost in thought.]

Too warm...

II- Living Shad-ho ho ho

[When a Delibird approaches Joss - the second of the day, the first having gifted him with a nice fishing rod that is similar in every way to the one he has back home - nothing can prepare him for the present the small bird drags out of its bag.

Truth be told, the Pokémon isn't prepared either. Its happy chirps turn into a surprised, strangled squawk when a tall shadow shrouded in billowy smoke springs fully formed from its bag, its enormous greatsword dragging behind it as it makes its way towards Joss... and stands there, as if there wasn't a single thought inside its head.

Which is, probably, because there isn't. Once the initial surprise has passed, Joss is quick to realize this isn't the tired, bitter part of him having taken form again, but rather the shade of it that occasionally aids him in battle. He... doesn't know how, or why, but a quick glance at his Dark Knight soul stone and the suddenly awoken aether within it seems to confirm it: he has, somehow, regained the ability to summon Esteem.

Unfortunately, Joss realizes just as quickly, he can't presently find a way to unsummon it. It would normally naturally fade away once the energy gathered over the course of battle is finally depleted but... Is it because he isn't in combat, and that messed something up? It must be. It certainly can't be because I want Esteem to be around for more than 24 seconds at a time for the duration of this event.

If you encounter Joss today, you might find him accompanied by a tall, pitch black man of indescribable features... wearing a Santa hat, and carrying a Delibird sack in the hand that isn't holding an oversized zweihander. As it turns out, the poor Pokémon left its bag behind when it ran away in terror and Joss, being the good guy that he is, cannot in good conscience let presents go undelivered on Starlight day. Who knows, maybe there's even one for you!]

III- Double Dragon

[When his turn comes to use the Fly HM, he is faced with a dilemma.

He has too many dragons.

This wouldn't have been an issue, just a few weeks ago, but at some point during all the running around he's been doing his little Swablu evolved... and turned into a big, majestic dragonbird. Said dragonbird is now sitting on his shoulder, half smothering him with her newfound size and fluff, and snapping her beak towards the disk as if telling him to pick her. His other dragon, meanwhile, is mostly tilting her head interrogatively. She doesn't care who gets the ability to Fly... but you have to admit her size is much better suited to Joss's large frame. Altaria may be bigger than she once was, but she still isn't enormous.

He's been frozen like this for a while. Behind him, he can hear some of the next people in line grumble about how long he's taking to decide. He anxiously fidgets with the disk.]

Sorry...

IV- Wildcard

[Feel free to combine the above prompts or do something else entirely. Anything goes!]

[ Efi flies over to Fai with the bag of candy after throwing some more at the other kids. ]

Mister Fai! Hello! Do you want some?

[ Despite him holding the candy candy. ]

[ Battle royale, huh... He watches as Hien peels the apple, eating another orange slice. ]

Let me guess, you used your fists or something?

[ Or maybe a heavy weapon? Fai remembers how easily Hien was able to twirl his staff. ]

I would love some!

[ And... he reaches into his bag to pull out a little tin. He's probably asked her what kind of baked goods she likes most at some point, so it'll be either cookies or cupcakes, depending on her answer. ]

I have something for you as well.

I'm more of a kicking sort of guy.

[ As evidenced with the "kick tall people day". ]

Though I also use wires and a rapier. It really doesn't fit the magician class, does it? My magic isn't usually for combat either, though I could use it that way if I wanted to...

[ Debuffs everywhere. ]

The one I was partnered with didn't seem to mind though.

[ Efi's favorites are cookies, and she probably made that very, very obvious in the past, so Fai would definitely know. She reaches into the bag and gets out some taffy that comes in green apple, strawberry, and blueberry flavors. ]

What did the other kids say... Oh, right!

[ Efi twirls once in place in midair. ]

You've been a very good person, so you get this!

[ She hands him the bundle of taffy in wrappers, smiling. ]

[ Hien and his love for leg sweeps... Fai will never forget. ]

Hmmm, it doesn't, but I think you could make most weapons work for a magician. I've used darts before. [ A pause. ] But I also didn't use my magic.

[ He was too afraid to because of his curse, but he doesn't have that here, so! Magic for everything.

Another orange slice. ]

You had a partner for the battle royale?

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DECEMBER LOG PT2

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→ DESPITE EVERYTHING, YOU'RE STILL ALIVE

→ IT'S TIME TO REBUILD

→ HO HO HO-LY SHIT

→ MOD NOTES

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