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Entry tags:
- *event log,
- ace attorney: apollo justice,
- ensemble stars: leo tsukinaga,
- fire emblem (echoes): python,
- homestuck: terezi pyrope,
- legend of heroes (tocs): jusis albarea,
- love live: chika takami,
- love live: riko sakurauchi,
- nier automata: 9s,
- oc: kenos,
- oc: valerius reveri,
- rnw: okuni kumou,
- ssss: lalli hotakainen,
- sswu: nike lemercier,
- tales of berseria: eizen,
- tales of berseria: laphicet,
- tales of xillia 2: jude mathis,
- voltron: takashi shirogane,
- x/1999: keiichi segawa
[WORLD TWO | FEBRUARY INTRO LOG]
Who: All coven members, especially new folk!
Where: In and around the new world’s apartment building where the coven is staying, as well as the rest of Shehui
When: Day 226
Open/Closed: Open to All
IMPORTANT: While some prompts are newbie exclusive, all characters can tag this intro log!
Where: In and around the new world’s apartment building where the coven is staying, as well as the rest of Shehui
When: Day 226
Open/Closed: Open to All
IMPORTANT: While some prompts are newbie exclusive, all characters can tag this intro log!
How did you get into this building? This apartment room? What the fuck is going on? Let's refer back to this page for a semi-in-depth, wow so detailed, explanation of your current situation. You'll also have a letter slipped under your door with some explanation about your whole coven situation, as well as info that explains you have magic now! And yet what kind of magic is conveniently left out. Are you up to speed? Great. Now, here's the question of the hour: what are you going to do about all this?
B ▢ If you want to go out and do something else, that's also acceptable. Because no access card is needed to enter the recreation floor, which contains the game room, garden and more, it's likely a lot of coven members are hanging out there instead of waiting around for roommates to let them into their rooms. If you want to blow off steam, the game room now also features a karaoke machine and photo booth. C ▢ Word of the recent jailbreak -- which you'll likely need to be caught up to speed on, if you're new -- has made it out into the greater part of Shehui. The job board in front of the apartment is somewhat depleted now that a number of coven members have been "black carded," and thus have no need for credits. This doesn't mean jobs aren't available, though! The newest jobs are going to be related to the upcoming festival, which includes card delivery, chocolate carriers and water holders. These will be explained in a bit -- but there are a lot of other jobs you can utilize to make money. What interesting position will you find on the job board to try out? |
Those coming into Shehui today are in luck -- today is Neyi, which translates to "the day of darkness." Today you'll see a lot of old furniture on the sides of the road, people drinking depressedly in bars and a general melancholy aura in the air. The point of Neyi is to get rid of the pain, heartbreak and toxicity you've been carrying around in your relationships.
E ▢ A lot of Shehui residents who aren't into the somber feeling of Neyi have begun to get their true Yuenai party on. One of the most traditional charms of Yuenai is giving out cards with well-wishes, romantic sentiments and other positive emotions. Those who want to send cards can choose from two options: personal, or competition. Personal cards are a lot bigger and more ornate depending on the credits used to purchase the card. Competition cards are part of a little game played on Yuenai that focuses on who can get the most well-wishes. These cards will contain one sentence and then the name of whoever sent the card, and are meant to be a small symbol of appreciation. These can be received all day on Neyi or Yuenai. F ▢ One of the biggest rituals of the day is the ceremonial bonfire that's held in the middle of Shehui. Participants are welcome to bring photos or mementoes of those they hate or ache for, then throw them into the fire. Usually, there's a special powder that's inserted into the fire in order for it to change colours once objects come into contact with it -- it helps with the symbolism, you know? Instead, because of a lot of confusion and ruckus within the contraband rooms, the powder has been mingled with something a little more magical. Now when these items ignite with the fire, a representation of that person springs to life within the flame. They aren't a true physical person, but instead an eerily accurate visage. While they can't possibly be that person, they do speak tormenting or heinous things to those who dare to throw in an object. Bear in mind, this can be performed with something even as simple as writing their name on a piece of paper. G ▢ If you want a less drama-filled evening, then you may want to skip out on the big bonfire and instead head out to one of the smaller parks. There are more personal canister fires scattered throughout each park, and water carriers are asked to patrol in case fires get out of hand. These smaller burns don't contain the same contaminated powder and instead will ignite into a fierce array of colours if anything is burned in them. Others who don't have the same relationship needs as the sad sacks on Neyi have actually begun to use these fires for marshmallow roasting, scary stories, or just outright warmth. It is a little chilly out. H ▢ The discovered magic has, of course, put the residents of Shehui in a tizzy, even if most of them think that this is just an amplified version of what happens on Neyi anyway. Despite this internal reassurance, that doesn't stop most Shehui residents from being very on edge. Fights are becoming commonplace in the street, and the added liquor candies and open bars aren't helping this out, either. What kind of person are you? The kind who has been devastated by Neyi yourself, or the kind to break up those who are causing a scene? There are also an assortment of sad drunks on the street who may need some cheering up. I ▢ Unlike the Valentine's Day that many worlds celebrate, Shehui's Yuenai is open to more than just romantic love. There are also tiny kiosks that are giving away personalized pins that state the holder's name. They can receive up to five of these for free and are asked to give them to those that they consider family. The pins are in the shape of a bouquet of lilies, with the ribbon connecting them the location of the engraved name. The person who requests these will have their name on the pin, and those who receive it are to wear it proudly, showcasing who cares for them. J ▢ Those who are completely new to Shehui may feel a little left out if they don't quite have any close relationships already present in this world. Citizens of Shehui will be given a gift basket by the monitors that contains the names of several already established members of the community -- this is an exercise in relationship building. They're to give the people on this list part of their gift basket, including a competition card and a box of chocolate -- you can pick which kind! Have fun hunting down the people on your own list. [OOC: You have the choice of either selecting your own names or picking people at random based on the taken list. You can also keep this open-ended -- hey, can I ask you to help me find this person? Oh that's you? What a coincidence! etc. Also, this is open to everyone -- not just newbies!] K ▢ Finally, the fact that the Shehui government has been put through the wringer lately is evident by the rain that begins to fall ahead of schedule, around 10 PM instead of at midnight. The major bonfire is a little too powerful to be taken out quickly, but the smaller park fires will be put out eventually. This rain is also a surprise to a lot of residents, and taking cover is a slow process with so many people out and about. L ▢ Wildcard! How will your character interact with this new and unusual world? |
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Psst!
[ A loud hiss comes from behind the curtain of the photobooth. Whatever poor sap that approaches to investigate won't get too much of a chance to do that-- because suddenly two hands (with a very nice manicure, thank you) will pull them forward and into the booth.
Don't worry! You'll be released once the pictures been taken! ]
Fantastic! We look great.
[ She shows you the picture, Mari is winking and throwing up a peace sign. How ever you look in the face of this ambush is up to you obviously. ]
Do you want a copy?
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[ Now Mari really isn't about airing her own personal melodrama (at least, not in such a direct way) but she's really curious about how this whole thing works.
She's got a pad of paper and pen in hand, and she turns to the first person who is in hearing distance. ]
Hey, hey! Give me a name! Anyone your heart desires! Maybe even your own, hm?
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[ It's raining! And this time Mari doesn't have an umbrella. So obviously, the best course of action is to find someone who does. ]
'Scusi!
[ She slides up right next to you, absolutely no regard for your personal space, but absolutely hogging up half of the dry area under the shade of your umbrella. ]
What? You're not going to throw me out into the rain, right?
[ SO FOR THIS I'D PREFER IF ITS LIKE ANOTHER GIRL AROUND HER AGE SO ITS NOT LIKE... CREEPY LMAO ]
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It takes no more than a second for Dia to let out an undignified "Pi-gyah!!" sound at being startled along with a completely graceful near tumble of her umbrella.
She looks pretty angry— who wouldn't be at the thought of a stranger trying to share your umbrella without permission and frankly no warning. Her furrowed brow relaxes when she does turn around finally to see who is in her space.]
Mari-san?!
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HIIIIIUUUU?!☆
[It’s not exactly the most dignified sound to come out of a Fallen Angel, and neither is the utterly terrified look on her face the camera catches.
When the hell was finally over, Suzu could only give the weird blonde girl a glare in disbelief with her uncovered eye as the printed photo strip was shoved into her face. She’s just gonna. Attempt to grab the photo strip so she can rip it into shreds.]
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[ Why is this photo booth making such weird sounds? And why is it pulling her inside? Is this how she meets her end?!
Her terrified expression is now immortalized in these photos. It'll definitely make a nice souvenir, yes. ]
Mari-san?! What are you doing—
[ The moment she sees the pictures, Riko goes silent. Maybe she should pass on this one... ]
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[ chika lights up when she sees her. it isn't their first meeting, but they still haven't had a real chance to spend time together. ]
Hmm, let's see... how abouuuut...
[ she puts a finger to her lips as she pretends to think hard about it. ]
Mari Ohara!
[ yeah, chika doesn't know how this whole thing works. rest in pieces! ]
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that is such cute handwriting
her canon autograph is naturally extra af
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Okuni notices Mari sidling up a few seconds before she's actually accosted, and she's all ready for like a surprise assassination attack (okay look SHE'S VERY BORED, it would have been fun to be ninja attacked), but Mari's intentions seem to be pureish...
She still squints at the blonde-haired girl though, annoyed.]
It took me a long time to find this one umbrella! And there's hardly any room for one person, much less two.
[she prods a little at Mari's shoulder, fully intent on shoving this SAD GIRL INTO THE RAIN]
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f for first impressions, clearly!
That depends on your own response to a question of my own -- is this your subtle way in wanting to learn my name?
[Of course it was clear there was a purpose by the other girl's notebook, but she was curious to see what she was up to before doing anything else.]
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g. a story in our hearts.
h. even if it's still a small light, it should still reach someone.
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j. wildcard!
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It is not a problem. I enjoy burnt things.
[And with that, she leans forward and bites a marshmallow off the stick.]
Delicious.
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g2!
it won't be long until she runs out of hate gems - she could use some proper cheering up. :( ]
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H-Have I? I wonder...
[ Riko clears her throat fighting off the urge to nuzzle her friend's cheek back. Friendship. Let's focus on that. ]
Are you cold, Chika-chan?
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Fortunately, this is a moderately more entertaining venue because who's going to complain about marshmallows... the whole reason he even came. The promise of free food after his weird adventure in a Shehui prison. Except the one she offers him looks like it was flambéed by a cranky dragon, so he hesitates- ]
Sure there's actually a marshmallow under there?
[ It looks like she stabbed a lump of coal with a stick, but he just edges around saying that out loud because he can be somewhat polite sometimes. ]
How's the inside?
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Some dude got all up in my business when I burnt 'em on purpose.
[ That was, god, months ago now? They've been here a while. Of course, she's kinda just... putzing around, given that she was involved in the jailbreak. Some of her new friends are out and about anyways. ]
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… The hell you givin’ me that for? [Hic.]
[No, she didn’t end up eating one of those weird chocolates circulating around. Despite her best attempts to look abrasive and tough, Suzu’s slightly strained voice, sniffling, redder than usual eye, and slightly water-damaged medical eye patch pointed evidence to her having cried recently. WHICH SHE TOTALLY HASN’T, MIND YOU. >:C]
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g2. recipients closed to
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j. wildcard!
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Currently, he's standing near one of the photo booths, hands fidgeting with the fabric of his gown, his eyes fixed on the ground. He looks up just once, and that's exactly when his eyes meet Jude's. It lasts a second or two because Laphicet casts his eyes down to the ground again. ]
I wonder if I should apologize...
[ This boy is certainly stressing over something. ]
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[ The garden in the recreation area of the apartment is honestly a comfort for this new fellow to Shehui. It's quiet, peaceful, and in weirdly modern place, it's nice to see flowers! Maybe with advanced science they're... interesting flowers (strange colors and scents... just in time for the season, the newly planted ones are darker in hue smell like chocolates), but he wouldn't mind hanging around here them for a while. ]
Do you think... I could pick a few? My room looks very plain right now.
[ He's asking whoever may be enjoying the gardens too, probably passing by if not enjoying the soothing sights too. Honebami has his eyes on these blue flowers, but is very tentative about picking them, because as it were... something has been bothering him withing the first hour or so of "arriving" here. ]
This place has strict rules. People keep mentioning them, and the black-carded people who broke them.
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[ He needs something to do, so he'll take one of the jobs! It happens to be card delivery, because that seems safer than the chocolates and their odd scent of alcohol. Of course, he doesn't really know anyone here, so the better option is the competitive cards! ]
Here, please take it.
[ No matter who you are, you're getting a cute little cutout card shaped like a round bee, with some bee pun or sweet message. They're also addressed from a "Honey"... because the printer misheard his name when he received the cards. It explains the theme, but he doesn't seem to mind. Hooray for slight anonymity! ]
H.
[ The ruckus about discovered magic is... maybe a bit concerning? but Honebami simply wants to get to somewhere safe for the night than deal with rowdy folks and drunk ones too. Not to mention, he's been trying to avoid the fires for reasons, especially when they're making the citizens freak out. ]
They're blocking the way.
[ Ah, things can't be easy, right? There are some irate folks getting in the way with their dramatic fights with suspicions and accusations flung with their fists, quite literally blocking off areas as some onlookers give them space to avoid getting caught in there. That would be smart to wait it out, even if it took a while. However, to the person he's assuming is wanting to get through to wherever they need to be as well, he says, calmly and simply. ]
I'm going to deal with them.
[ This is a boy who is just past 5 feet tall and pretty slender. It might be absurd, but he looks very serious about this. Help him? Stop him? Or watch if that seems like an entertaining idea. ]
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I'm not sure if it's a good idea. But there's a flower shop nearby, you could buy yourself some plants with credits.
[ To think of it...it never occurred to Laphicet that they could decorate their rooms. ]
We can go together if you'd like.
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[ unlike most, if not all other people in the coven, ruby won't be partaking in the festivities swarming the city. the physical and emotional wounds from testing still have some healing to do, which means that she's staying in her room and likely also in her bed. being attended to by healers had helped some of her rougher injuries, but she still has some bandages around her midsection, a smaller bandage on her cheek, and a brace around her left wrist. on top of that, she's much more jittery and timid than normal, nearly freezing up even at the sound of movement on the other side of her door.
all the same, hearing everyone's thoughts about the celebrations of love and watching people from her apartment suite window has her a little bummed out. if none of this had ever happened, she'd likely be out delivering valentines to all of her friends and tasting all kinds of chocolates. suffice to say, she's a little lonely... a visitor or two might help things look up a little. ]
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She knocks at the door three times, hoping that Ruby's awake. ]
Ruby-chan? May I come in? It's Riko. I have something I'd like to give you.
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[ Despite his various eccentricities, Leo is an incredibly graceful person! He's a talented dancer, and has been known to leap off of things without an ounce of trouble, including windows that he probably shouldn't be leaping out of.
This does not extend to finding himself in an extremely foreign location. More than once, sure, he's zoned back in from being so focused on a composition or some asinine thought that he's been disoriented, had to remember where he was, but this... this is definitely not a place he's ever been.
So yeah, there's a yelp and a kind of a crash in floor five, room one that entails one Leo Tsukinaga becoming acquainted with the furniture and floor as he straight up spooks when he realizes something's up. ]
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[ The furniture outside is pretty weird though? Not that he hasn't seen some weird things before in his life - Yumenosaki takes all kinds, really - but Leo is pre~tty sure that furniture on curbs tends to mean they're being abandoned, not utilized for something. This celebration is really weird??? But, okay, sure, why not. He considers it for all of two seconds before it's thrown out as unimportant, albeit interesting.
What's really interesting is the chocolates! At first, he's happy to take a box of them, perking up when approached and offered one, cheerfully thanking the carrier with probably more enthusiasm than the poor sap anticipates, given the holiday's somber mood. And then he pops one of the chocolates in his mouth - one of the caramel, which, frankly, he doesn't need, he's plenty affectionate enough as it is.
But as he goes for another one, he pulls up short. It's with a dramatic sniff to the chocolate, and a declaration of: ] Wow, that's really, really strong! O~i, you, have you had one of these yet? Does it taste like it smells??
[ A chocolate is being pushed into your general proximity, you poor passerby. ] I need to know!! For science!
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[ There's intent, here. After finding out about what the bonfire was for, Leo got the idea that, while he doesn't have any negative feelings, he certainly has love in his heart. Enough that he could write symphonies!!
... so that's what he does. He's only just arrived, but the fact that his Knights aren't with him is peculiar, because they spend so much time at Sena House together that he's feeling their absence like a physical presence. It's as disorienting as the rest of the situation is, to be entirely frank.
Admittedly, he hasn't gone to put anything in the fire just yet. No, he has to write it, first, before he can do that. But anyone with a signet will be able to pick up on the melodies that he's thinking up for it, as he sits on his knees with his feet tucked under him, scribbling on multiple sheets of paper so that he can write out the perfect song for his absent unitmates. He's such a loud thinker that he's broadcasting it freely, and...
Well, at least it's beautiful? ]
~ ♪♫♪♫♪♫ ~
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H~ey!
[ Hope you weren't minding your own business and possibly wanting to avoid socialization, friend, as you are going to find yourself subjected to an energetic ginger appearing out of effectively goddamn nowhere with a gift basket on hand. Leo, not to be left out of any kind of festivity, has decided to pick up on this whole hunt for the holiday. While he should probably be more concerned about being in this place, he's apparently opted to just go with the flow instead of worrying about it.
After all, the inspirations are already flowing..! His mind if a flood of melodies just waiting to be penned down! But, first, he has to finish this task!
Or he'll do it until he gets bored of it and go to scribble down some compositions somewhere. Until then, he's whipping out his list of names with a flourish, humming a pleased little hm-hm~! as he does. ]
It could be your lucky day! You, what's your name? If you answer correctly, you may get a gift, how fortunate!!
J.
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~ ♪♫♪♫♪♫ ~
[ Only after a little while she realizes that she probably wasn't just humming to herself. ]
Ah, sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt. What is it? I have never heard it before...
[ It's definitely not a piece of any of the classical composers, she can tell that much. ]
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[Though Suzu managed not to panic too much upon waking up in a room she didn’t know and read the detailed note slipped under the door, she still had a hard time believing it. So not only did her own world hate her, there were more out there that hated her just as much, to the point she’s been brought to one for further torment? Ah, this truly must be the fate of a broken-winged 「Lucifer」...
She had to do something to tastefully express the feelings this vessel is brimming with right now.
With roof access being a bit difficult, she decided to explore the recreation area, and happened upon the karaoke machine. Rather than enter some songs, however, she only grabs the microphone on its stand and climbs on top of a nearby ping pong table. Thankfully, her trusty guitar (at least, one that she managed not to break) came with her.
And then:]
「RRRRROOOOCK N RRRRROOOOLLLLLLLL!!」
[Right after that very hot blooded and guttural shout, she proceeds to rock the fuck out. With every strike of the guitar’s strings with her pick, with every note she belts out, each sound she produced carried the intensity of her hatred, her anger, and all of her sorrow.]
♪ ♪ ♪ ! ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ! ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ !!!!
[... It’s very loud. Though not quite loud enough to make ears bleed nor glass to shatter, the floor is shaking rather forebodingly. If you like immersion, please put on some headphones, turn up your volume to the highest setting, and listen to this, and imagine it as a solo.
Oh, and Suzu’s also broadcasting backing tracks via telepathy. You know,to further assist your thrashing needs.]
F. Burn
[What a pleasant coincidence that a Fallen Angel like Suzu ended up in this world during Neyi! “The Day of Darkness,” huh? That’s pretty 「Rock N Roll」-sounding! She wouldn’t mind getting in on that! Setting some stuff on fire to express her hatred and heartache was just right up her alley.
So, compared to the first few hours of her arrival, the self-proclaimed 「Lucifer」 is quite chipper upon arriving at the large bonfire with a plastic bag full of various objects, even to the point of humming a little tune. She didn’t have anything like mementos or photos on her, especially for people she hated, so hopefully the stuff she bought at a nearby Walmarket with the credits she woke up with would work?
For those who want to use this prompt, pick one of the following items and include it in your subject line: ribbon, glasses, maple syrup, hair clip.]
H. Basket Case
For the last time, I don’t freakin’ want it!
[It was already bad that the streets were crowded due to the holidays, and while Suzu was slightly accepting of Neyi, she absolutely wanted no part in Yuenai. Sappy holidays like these were definitely not 「Rock N Roll」, and a Fallen Angel cursed to eternal solitude had no business with this holiday.
Yet, she ended up getting this ostentatious basket of gifts shoved into her arms by a rather pushy monitor. Unfortunately, Suzu ended up becoming too overwhelmed to resist further, and she was stuck with it. She looks down at the slip of paper in her hand bitterly as the monitor parted from her.]
Shit! Do I really need to do this...? I don’t even know any of these damn people! Ugh…
[She really didn’t want to seek out and talk to a bunch of strangers, but with what she heard about this place’s government… It might be bad news if she flaked out. But she’s a rebel! She couldn’t just become one of those mutts who kiss up to authority! But it seems like they’re capable of doing some pretty bad stuff… Uu… She’s so conflicted.]
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[Not only was the Neyi celebration she was looking forward to completely spoiled, now Suzu had to deal with this unexpected downpour. Struggling to get away from the crowds running for cover, she manages to find a less densely packed area, it was difficult to find adequate cover, and this cat-ear hoodie she bought didn’t help any.
Defeated, she decides to make the miserable trek back to the apartments. Which takes longer than it should due to avoiding the more populated areas. At this point, she was chilled to the bone, and her medical eye patch threatened to fall apart from the moisture. She mustn’t let that happen. Suzu puts her left hand over her covered eye protectively.
Being stuck in the rain sucks.
This place sucks.
Everything sucks.
What’s a chuunibyou to do in this situation? YELL AT THE RAIN, of course. If she must be miserable, she’ll do it with the spirit of a rebel! She stops in her tracks to shake a fist at the sky.]
Nhaaaaah!! 「FUCK YOU」, rain!! The Heavens will rue the day they laugh at the broken-winged 「Lucifer」 known as Clochette to the point of te---ACHOO?!☆
[Here we go again.]
J. Wildcard. Unleash your inner rebel and surprise me!
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Ah, your eye. Did something happen?
[ Did she call herself a broken-winged 「Lucifer」 just a while ago? Yes. Riko would address that, but the eye seems to be a bigger problem right now. ]
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f. let's rekindle an old flame
h. hey, i just met you. and this is crazy. but here's a chocolate, so please take this goddamn basket away from me
z. wildcard! If you'd like to do something else, feel free to hit me up on plurk (
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[Waver's curiosity about this particular ritual had been satisfied after observing it for a few minutes. He had considered participating himself, there was nothing more satisfying than the idea of watching those who had made Clock Tower a nightmare roast in flames, but the longer he watched, the more he felt that he atually didn't need to do it.
It was in walking away that he got bumped into, and there was no mistaking the fact he did not want to deal with apologies or even people. He was mulling over thoughts too private to ever speak out loud.]
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[A strange, ghost-like man in all white stumbles on his feet. He murmurs something and leans on a lamp post. When he tries, he walks like he’s never been on two feet before, and trips often. Luckily, he’s very good at catching himself before he runs into anything dangerous. He might bump into one or two people, however.
Perhaps that candy wasn’t such a good idea after all. Someone might be a bit of a lightweight. At least he attempts politeness when he passes.]
Terribly sorry about that...Can’t quite stay on my feet.
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F. [It was the barest of renderings on a scrap of paper. Valerius didn’t think it would affect him and threw it into the fire with a grin. After all, he was above menial things like heartbreak and bitterness. Well, at least he thought so.
Then he threw it in, and the visage of his other half sprang forth. That horrible, blank mask-like face stared right into him, almost as if the being it represented had somehow followed Valerius.
His face grew into an ugly snarl, and he turned away from the fire with a huff. That is, until he noticed someone nearby. With a flawless recovery into a wry smile, he said]
Interesting display, isn’t it?
Drink it in
H. [Valerius just can’t stop smiling. The rediscovery of magic has so many auras flaring up in a rainbow of emotions. Hatred, sadness, worry, all so delicious.
It’s so much, that he’s not hiding as well as he ought to. He’s crouched down next to a passed out drunk with his hand out in a beckoning gesture, grinning and murmuring unknown words.
Eventually, he notices someone looking at him and brings that arm back around his middle with a much wider, faker smile.] Ah, have you been there long?
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The feeling was so nostalgic, and was enough to motivate her to venture everywhere, following the feelings of the people -- the good and the bad -- until another new sensation will gain her attention. Was someone casting a spell? Although she didn't understand the words, it gave her the sense it may be similar to her own spell to summon the elements of the wind. Of course she was going to find the owner of the spell! Maybe it was someone from her world or held a similar power, so she will begin to follow it until she finds the owner belonging to a guy with interesting and unique colors of hair and skin, leaving her feeling even more intrigue by the sight, so she'll silently watch him use his spell on the nearby drunk until...]
Oh! [He noticed her, but...why did his smile feel so...?] Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt! I was just curious about the incantation you were using. It was a spell, right? Or was it something else? [Needless to say, yes, she was there for a good while.]
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[Alright, so this is... completely terrifying for Kenos. The whole magic thing is a little bit intriguing, but they don't give it much thought since they're apparently not allowed to use it. They're torn between wanting to explore their new surroundings and being, like, terrified to move. They also aren't sure if they're allowed to leave?? In their experience, they usually aren't allowed to leave their room unless they're told to.
After several minutes of petrified loitering in their room, their curiosity gets the better of them and they leave to explore their apartment, figuring they'll survive getting yelled at if they're doing something wrong.]
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[Through wandering blindly, Kenos manages to end up on the recreation floor. They opt for the garden because hey look! plants!! I know plants!!! So now there's a big grey demon gently examining flowers there. They seem to be sort of avoiding people, though...]
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[They FINALLY find their way out of the apartment building (they've never been inside a building with multiple floors!) and it seems like a good time to wander the city without running into too many people, since everyone's trying to get out of the rain now. They really just want to look around since it looks so unlike the other cities they've seen.
So Kenos is just... wandering around in the rain, seemingly unbothered by it.]
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Oh! Hey! Want to share my umbrella? You might get pretty wet wandering around out in this without one! Are you lost? I wouldn't mind showing you around if you need it!
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( Alcohol is something Emil is still...finding the stomach for. Some of it is fine, but a lot of it is Awful unless you just don't give a shit and power through it. He'd bought at least one box of each of the chocolates being circulated before purchasing more; there's no point in spending money on things you don't like.
The caramel is fine -- actually, that's really good! The alcohol-soused candy, though... )
Do you want these? ( Here, there's still three left in the small box. ) You might like them more than I do, but they're strong.
( You get drunk instead of him, please. )
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( Emil's been sort of...secluded lately, too comfortable and not into the drama lately to come out of the apartment complex much. Even more specifically, his room is a pretty nice place to be 95% of the time. Because of this, he hasn't been as socially active as he would like to be.
If you know him and happen to bump into him while he's shopping on the street today, don't be afraid to say hello -- he's likely got a little card to give you, with a sweet sentiment attached. )
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( There's a lot of charm in this holiday, at least in Emil's eyes. All this warm and fuzzy shit and it's symbolized by fire? Well, technically the shitty relationships are where the fire comes into play, but whatever. It's all bleeding together to him; let him do what he wants.
It's certainly chilly outside. Even though he wasn't asking for a lot of attention to be drawn his way, there are actually a lot of people in his area of this more secluded park. Why? Since he can reasonably get away with it, his fire barrel is twice as bright and burns more intensely than a lot of the others in the park. It helps keep the creeping darkness at bay, and it's something to do while he eats this bag of marshmallows by himself. )
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( If you're someone who stops by for the above prompt, be warned that Emil may eventually shoo you away. He's not just outside because he wants to be -- which he does -- but he's waiting on someone else to arrive. This may be evident by the handled paper gift bag he's got with him, sitting off to side.
He'd told Lalli where he'd be, and knowing him he'll have no problem in finding the place. The time was kind of shaky since he wasn't sure if Lalli wanted to work up until the final day or not. "This evening" is as good a specification as any, and it's not like he minds waiting out here. What's not to like, right now?
At the very least, he gave him some...vague idea that this wasn't some casual encounter, so if he shows up in his work uniform and shit...boy. )
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Finding Emil is easy, and he does it without really meaning to. He'd just chosen to investigate the source of the larger flame.]
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[H-heyyyy...dude... sup.]
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of course, bro!!
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[ Instead of taking part in the big celebrations, Hibiki opted to go to one of the smaller parks, not really sure what he's trying to achieve. Just when he's about to take one of the canisters it dawns on him that starting a bonfire is by no means necessary for him. Whether it is or isn't, Hibiki gives up on the idea and joins a group sitting by the bonfire and asks for some marshmallows. Apparently, in exchange, he's supposed to tell everyone something scary. ]
A scary story? [ Let him think for a while. ] A room that hasn't been cleaned for weeks. Piles of unfinished paperwork. Red wine stains on a white shirt.
[ Are these really so terrifying, though. ]
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[ It's rare for Hibiki to pay close attention to all the festivities, but there's no way he'd skip something that goes by the name of "the day of darkness". It's edgy, but hey, he'll take it—especially when some of the bars offer what they call "sad hours". Apparently, it allows everyone to save some credits on drinks, which only makes making the final decision easier.
The only disadvantage is that there are lots of people in every single bar. It's somehow amusing how seriously some of the traditions are taken. Well, his options are pretty limited for now—the only thing Hibiki can do is to ask this white-haired man if it's okay to join him. ]
Is this seat free?
[ From what he's seen it's really the last one left. Hopefully this man won't mind some company. ]
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[ Doing chores was never too much of a problem for Hibiki, who's currently waiting for the elevator while carrying bags with groceries. They're quite a few of them and they do look heavy, but he doesn't seem to be fazed by the fact. More than anything, he's a bit irritated that the elevator is so slow—before Hibiki knows it, he's tapping his foot impatiently and eventually he starts looking around when he spots a familiar face. ]
Oh, if it isn't the Always Hungry One. [ No need to be rude... ] Perfect timing.
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Julius? Can you hear me? It's Hibiki.
[ A few days have passed already since the jailbreak; perhaps Hibiki should have got in touch with him sooner but at the same time, he wanted Julius to get some rest first.
As long as you can get some rest after what happened. ]
Where are you staying currently?
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[ After everything Haru's been through, Hibiki figured out that it would be nice to take her somewhere out to distract her from thinking about things. Unfortunately, having fun isn't his strong point. Maybe that's the reason why they're looking through various cards for the Yuenai. Some of them are truly exceptional, to say the least. ]
Haru-san... [ Old habits die hard. ] Haru. What do you think of this one?
[ He holds up one of the cards in order to show her what he's found. ]
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Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to laugh. I don't know if any of that is scary. It may be for your types though! I can't really judge you for it, especially when I know someone who would share in your agony over all of that. And has too...
[Mostly in the whole spilling wine onto her own clothes while Livius having the terrible habit in having a messy office filled with piles of paperwork too. Not to mention uneaten meals to boot. Nike personally found the uneaten loads of food to be scandalous, but everything else? Not so much.]
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(belated!) yuenai shenanigans.
yet her brother still fails to see that presents ought not follow simple mathematics. the gift baskets—while excessive—are appreciated nonetheless, although a steady diet of chocolate leaves edna craving for the taste of something savory to offset. with that mission in mind, she rounds the corner into the shopping district only to be met with a familiar sliver of black in her peripheral vision, her open umbrella bouncing off of something organic and stopping her in her tracks. ]
( this is a three-way thread with eizen/
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To think he'd never see Edna again in Shehui is a foolish assumption. Consequently, the bounce of a familiar parasol doesn't take Eizen, whose hand is curled around the handle of another gift basket, by surprise as he turns in her direction. There's a pregnant pause before he closes the gap between them.]
Edna.
[The third party (victim) goes ignored, for now. Their name isn't Edna.]
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