Event Log: A Hope for the Future

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the A Hope for the Future event
Where: All over the city!
When: April 15th-April 19th
Warnings: Stealth Rock

It's finally time to reap the rewards you've earned from all that hard work collecting and returning the Hope orbs! Be careful walking the streets during the small earthquakes, but feel free to admire the scenery as your beautiful city reassembles its way back into its former glory.

There are new houses where the destroyed buildings once were, and they're perfect for a single person or pair of lovebirds. In addition, you'll find that the electricity to these new houses, and all other homes and shops in the city is restored. The food is better, the monsters are gone- hey, this city might be livable again!

To cap it all off, we've got a feast waiting for you on the 19th! Come one, come all, and enjoy all of your favorite foods, drinks, and party games. It's been awhile since we've all gotten together to celebrate something good, so get your party on and toss all your troubles away!

► This log covers April 14th-April 19th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you get hit by levitating rubble or eat a food that wasn't meant for you, please let us know here.

Comments

[aroundthecoroner]

[It's okay, his smell-buds are dead. But that's mostly because of intense training. Or job hazards, your pick. He's not a zombie but they're sort of kindred spirits in that way.]

Uh, what is that, wasabi?

[He might be a little skittish around people, but he is brave about food, at least. Michael shrugs.]

I guess it's worth a shot. You're gonna have one too though, right?

[He reaches for the jar. Since Rita is here before he stars pranking people with them, she can see that the label identifies them as ghost peppers.]

[nowherewolf]

I would if I had a big enough fridge.

[No he wouldn't.]

And god, I don't know. What do they expect me to do? Just stick my face up in there? People are watching.

[No they aren't.]

[nowherewolf]

[He's fine with the scotch, thanks.]

I mean... Yeah, actually. But this is... [He gestures.]

Extreme? I don't know. What do I do with this?

[nowherewolf]

Oh I'm gonna eat it all. Eventually.

[Maybe in multiple portions after like, drying it or something. That's gotta be pretty easy in this climate.]

So don't get any ideas. [He pops open the scotch and takes a swig, letting out a breath. Ah, it's good stuff at least.]

Just figuring out how to, uh. Approach. [His eyes slide over to her plate, for actually the second time, but the first was just to make sure it wasn't a weapon. He frowns.]

What the hell are those?

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Curufin senses that something is very wrong. ]

What is the matter? You look troubled.

19th

[nowherewolf]

[Tucker approaches Nil like it ain't no thing and just continues to much on- hm. Is that raw meat? It looks like a portion of deer leg. Welp.]

So. Why you creepin'? You know somethin' about this party that I don't?

[aroundthecoroner]

[It's the blood that catches Michael's attention. He's seen enough of it, cold or otherwise, in both his job back home and his, uh, other activities, to know it when he sees it. He feels a little nervous and slightly guilty, but it's clearly not for him.

Of course, the person it is for (just judging by proximity of items) seems to be ignoring it entirely in favor of... flowers? What?]

Are you... um, is that... yours?

[He gestures vaguely toward the bowl. Maybe this guy is just taking the roses and the blood is really for the demon lady or something.]

ii.

[whip_poor_will]

Ravine, in fact, didn't want to try them. Or, rather, she couldn't. It's a wonder why she's even here in that case, other than perhaps living vicariously through the experience of others.

And goodness gracious, those sure are things she hasn't seen in a long time. The state of the world, as she last saw it, would leave many here in wanting for something more palatable like the food here.

"You certainly look like you're enjoying yourself," Ravine finally announces herself in the seat beside Atem, as though she had been there the entire time.

Hi.

19.

[whip_poor_will]

[Nil isn't the only one not participating in the food and drink. For someone who doesn't consume physical sustenance at all, it's a wonder why Ravine is even here. Perhaps her reasons are like Nil's -- she spends enough time lingering in shadows where no one knows she even exists. That's how it's always been, and what she's comfortable with. But then, of course, that was back when she had a purpose, when she didn't have to mingle with the living any more than she had to. That isn't so much the case anymore.

[So she just... appears. There's no sound to announce her approach, nor even a physical presence about her where she can be seen.]

I see I am not the only one less than partial to these sort of events.

[She speaks with light amusement.]

[nascere]

That's not very reassuring.

[ he says absently, inspecting the pastry he's just put onto his plate. ]

[nascere]

[ oh, this dude's pretty friendly. noctis looks over at him, surprised by the frank optimism. ]

Y-yeah, I guess.

[ not a bad dude, so noctis decides to engage, too. ] You've been here awhile?

[nascere]

Rage? Why, he makes everyone mad?

[ he decides to just bite into the pastry, and oh, by the gods do they taste like what he's had before. holy cats. ]

[nascere]

Yeah, I guess.

[ he's willing to give it a shot -- this place has been pretty okay to him so far, giving him second chances, an important thing he can't pass up. more importantly, however: ]

You okay?

[nascere]

[ noctis can definitely commiserate with that, and he figures that it all makes sense. they restored hope, so that works out in their favor, right? ]

I wonder what happened to him before.

[abbatis]

[Edgar's far too focused on the roses and their almost intoxicating fragnance, that he doesn't notice the man approaching him at first.

He looks over the bouquet, impish smile meeting his eyes.]

I sure hope not. [He laughs lightly and looks at the bowl briefly]

That looks gross.

[puzzlingly]

Margy... You're fine.

「Excuse him, he's so drunk, but even so he noticed how lonely she looked. He still holds form her shoulder.」

This old thing? Beer. From... home I guess? Come on, don't let me make a fool of myself alone.

only for u

[puzzlingly]

whr are you?
wiat.....


did you forgt how to read!???

<3

[allthecards]

[Kaiba needs another moment after that.
His most charitable thought is that some idiot has stolen Atem's phone. ]

I'll be able to read just fine when you learn how to type.

[Kaiba a texting snob? Never!]

i'm so sorry

[puzzlingly]

dunno what u talkin abot...

come on kaiba you eat right?
or are you arobot?

thatd explan some things


im kiddng come eat with me

sonya blade: OTA

[soldier_blade]

April 14th
She was on patrol when the Earthquake hit, quickly rushing to the doorway of an empty building to steady herself. While not serious, she couldn't seem to move far from there while another struck, and before she was aware of it, the city was literally picking itself up.

Had she not witnessed events before her arrival here, she would've thought all of this impossible, that she'd hit her head by some falling debris. Yet, she knew this was happening, that the earthquake, instead of damaging the city further, had just done the opposite.

She spent the rest of the day on her patrol, but using the time to also explore. She'd been told of the gods who reside here, and how their energy gives them power; if that was the case, she only wished they were this helpful back home.

15th-17th
She almost didn't want to attend the feast when it was announced. Much as she could appreciate the gesture, part of her wondered if this was just to lull them into a sense of security, and that attending the event was almost condoning their actions. The other side figured that it was just as well the gods throw a dinner party for them; after kidnapping, creating a proverbial 'killer flu', and even what happened to Margery, a several day feast was the least they could do.

Once there, she eyes what's on display, wondering just how all this food was suddenly available. They'd all been surviving on dried and canned foods for weeks, and none of this looked like food that had come from a can or was re-hydrated.

At some point, she gives in. Even taking leftovers for her own home for breakfast. Having lived on institutionalized and military chow for years, she found herself drawn to food that reminded her of home..or what seemed like home; cheese burgers, meat loaf, enchiladas, and platters of omelets with hashbrowns. Even more confusing, each of what she tried reminded her of home-just how she remembered it tasting.

At some point, she finally gives in and allows herself a seat after making herself a plate. She even turns to someone looking at what was provided on the nearby table. "Go one, I've had some of it yesterday and it hasn't bothered me."

Of course, what was provided yesterday was different, but the point still stood.

No you're not

[allthecards]

[Can audible sighs be heard through txt?]

I was eating before someone decided to text me.

but forgive me omg

[puzzlingly]

「Nope. Just type it, derp.」

relly??
wht you eting?

lemme guess... steak?

[kingforboth]

Kelson thought someone had probably thought about this but he figured he'd better ask just in case. Sometimes the obvious solution isn't the one easily thought of.

"Has anyone pointed this out to them? What they're doing that could be done better? You can't expect anyone to learn unless their failings are pointed out to them." God knows his were often enough.

[unheeled]

[The ghost pepper challenge is too easy for the undead. Hope you're up for it, Michael.

She smirks a little as she takes a pepper and dips it in the sauce.]

Yeah. Go big or go home, right?

[Rita doesn't even wait for a countdown, just takes a bite of dipped pepper and gives an appreciative hum.]

Not bad. I wouldn't mind seeing these in the shops.

[unheeled]

"I don't eat whatever those are."

Well, she's pretty sure, anyway.

And you know what? Seeing your killer try wasabi for the first time is really satisfying.

"It's an acquired taste." Undead or alive, that's still true. "Do I want to know what those wormy things are, or am I better off sticking with 'slugs'?"