Event Log: The Hope of a Child

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the The Hope of a Child event
Where: All over the city!
When: January 23rd-Feb 1st
Warnings: Youths

By now, the gods have probably done enough weird crap to you while you're asleep for you to be a little suspicious- but it's not like you can just not sleep, especially when there are a few supernatural forces making your eyes droopy and your body feel heavy.

And now, when you fall asleep, you'll wake up somewhere else and you'll likely have quite a different temperament- you'll be younger, maybe a little more naive and innocent, and you won't exactly remember all the wild stuff that's happened to your adult self. Maybe now you'll be a little more trusting and emotional, hm? The gods could definitely use a little boost in power, and what better way to do it than to harness the power of overemotional kiddos!

Or maybe you aren't affected at all and find yourself surrounded by youths. What are you going to do when your best friend doesn't know how to cook for themselves? Or your bitter rival is throwing a temper tantrum because they broke their favorite toy? Nobody asked for this kind of responsibility, but think about what would happen if nobody was around to take care of these babies...

► This log covers January 23rd-Feb 1st.
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Comments

[am_i_a_monster]

He's always in here. [She taps her temple. He's in her head, controlling her, weather she wants him there or not.]

[That gets him a big smile. She likes her eyes too, always thought they were her best feature, like her mother's eyes.]

Thank you. I like your eyes too. They're very big.

[puzzlingly]

「Oh, that's... well, he supposes it's up to her to let go, just as him, right? To let go of the pain he feels, just as she could let go of that control, he cannot really do much to help her there, not right now.」

Well, he's not in mine. I'll call you Lilly. I mean... if ... you don't mind?

「He chuckles at that. Big? Is that a compliment? He'll take it!

Seeing her smile, though, it's way better than seeing her cry. It makes him smile in return. Yep, that's... much better.」

Heh... Thanks.

[am_i_a_monster]

I don't mind. As long as you go back to calling me Abigail around him. That is, if we ever find him, or my home, or your home.

[She hopes she hasn't brought down the mood too much by reminding him that they're lost]

[She chuckles when he does.]

Some people say eyes are the window to the soul. I guess you must have a big soul - full of a lot of experiences, being royalty and all.

[Her own life's been so limited. She's not even sure if she has a soul or anything else outside her family obligations.]

[puzzlingly]

Of course!

「He doesn't seem to mind much, now that he has a friend.」

A big soul?! 「His chuckle becomes a little laugh, that's a really funny thing to say.」

I don't know about that, I have never thought I'm different from anyone else. You and I have the same red blood flowing through our veins, don't we?

[am_i_a_monster]

Well, yeah. No matte what blood type you have, it's got to be red. People are more than that though. Our biology and upbringing make us who we are. That whole nature versus nurture thing.

[And that's the problem. Either way, she sees herself as her father's daughter. She's too young to have met Hannibal and have him help see her things differently.]

[puzzlingly]

「Oh dear, back to some confusion because what does she mean with types? He was going for something a little more poetic than biology, but that's him, and this is her, and it's not bad, it's just different.」

I... guess? What I meant is... that no matter where we come from, you and I can be friends. Right?

[am_i_a_monster]

Right. We can be friends here.

[It's the best she can offer.]

My dad, he doesn't let me have friends with guys or people who live far away. Really, my only friend is Marissa and that's because she lives next door - it's easy for him to keep track of us.

[She suspects her father does that literally, following them as he does his prey.]

We could be pen-pals when we get home. He can't have a problem with that!

[puzzlingly]

I'd like that... What is a pen-pal?

「If they are gonna be friends, she wouldn't mock him for not knowing some stuff, right?」

[am_i_a_monster]

A pen-pal is someone you write to.

[She figures it's an old-fashioned term; she can't think of any of her friends using snail mail.]

We don't have to write letters. We could e-mail. Or text, but my dad limits my texts.

[puzzlingly]

「Oh dear.」

I.. hmm. I like writing. Sounds like fun.

「WHAT IS TEXTING.」

[am_i_a_monster]

I think it'll be fun too.

[There is something nice about the idea of a friend from another continent, one her father can't intimidate.]

E-mails then. I'll give you my private e-mail address. The one my dad doesn't know about.

[puzzlingly]

「Oh, like a secret friend? He's never had one of those.」

Can I get one too?

[am_i_a_monster]

[Abigail glances at him with confusion.] </small. Get one? What? An e-mail address? Don't you have one?

[puzzlingly]

Nope. 「Doesn't sound too hard to get...?」 Where do I get one?

[am_i_a_monster]

[Abigail shrugs.]

Anywhere. My e-mail came with my phone. G-mail, hotmail, yahoo, any of those can get you a free-email.

[She pauses]

Oh, do they not let you use those? Block'em or something because you're royalty?

[puzzlingly]

「That makes a lot of sense now.」

I don't know? Maybe that's why! Because I've never heard of those.

「It is ridiculous though, why would they not let him do something if he's the king!?」

I will have to do something about that when I get home, don't worry.

[am_i_a_monster]

Never heard of them?

[Abigail stares at him in disbelief. As any teen of her generation, she thinks everyone would know them even if they weren't allowed to use them.]

What sites do you use? Twitter's getting popular. Do you send out royal tweets? Have Facebook, Myspace? Make youtube videos?

[puzzlingly]

「He's the biggest media disappointment there has ever been. At least in modern times he got that turned around.

All he can do, is blink at her with those big eyes of his.」

I don't think we have anything like that...? How do they make books with your face?

「That sounds absolutely terrifying, and don't get him started on his tube... The hell is that?」

[am_i_a_monster]

[Abigail laughs for a moment.]

You sound like an old man.

[She'd say he sounded like her grandparents, if she knew them. A pause.]

You're serious? They're websites.

[She thinks back to what's learned in school.]

Are they all banned? I thought that only happened in places like China and North Korea. Maybe Iran. Are you communist? I didn't think they had royalty.

[puzzlingly]

I'm starting to think we don't live in the same world at all.

「He is mostly kidding but, could be!」

[am_i_a_monster]

[Abigail frowns, wondering if she's insulted him.]

It's got to feel like a different world, if you don't have the internet.

[She pauses, thinking maybe it isn't the government, but the technology.]

Do you have electricity?

[She's very confused. Could someone be a royal, dressed this fancy and not have, what is to her - the basics?]

[puzzlingly]

「There he goes, shaking his head side to side.」

What's that?

「Is it another website? Either way he seems just fine without having those things. What a crazy world it was.」

[am_i_a_monster]

Electricity. You know, power.

[Abigail stares at him for a few moments, trying to understand what's going on.]

Are you joking with me?

[puzzlingly]

Power, like... godly power?

「He does just the same.」

I'm not.

「You're so weird Abby, no offence.」

Does it... matter?

「Please don't stop being his friend for living in such backwater monarchy.」

[am_i_a_monster]

No, power. You know to keep the lights on, keep your appliances running, heat your house.

[She pauses. He wouldn't get Minnesota winters in his part of the world.]

Or air condition it.

[She blinks.]

Well, it has to matter to you. How can you do anything without it? It'd be like a black out all the time.