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!
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► If you get hit by levitating rubble or eat a food that wasn't meant for you, please let us know here.

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Michael Munroe | OTA

[aroundthecoroner]

[Michael has had kind of a shit couple weeks in Hadriel, so this party is a bright spot at the end of a tunnel. And it isn't a train this time, cool. He's always awkward at social gatherings, so before diving right in, he hangs back to observe for a while. It looks like everyone's sort of zeroed in on their own little patch of food on the tables. Stuff from home? Seems promising.]

Option A:

[Michael finally finds his own food and just... stares at it, lovingly, for like five solid minutes. It's a massive plate of General Tso's from a place a few blocks down from his apartment back home, flanked by a jar of hot peppers, a bag of chili cheese Fritos, and a huge pitcher of black McDonald's coffee. This is the best day? Of his entire life? Oh god are those lobster rolls? He's in food heaven.

Maybe you should tell him to eat it before it gets cold?]

Option B:

[As the party wears on and he gets a little bolder, Michael decides that he might as well share his good fortune. So now you'll find him offering you a very innocent vegetable from a jar that he's got under his arm so that you can't see the label.]

Hey, uh, wanna try one? I'll trade for something of yours.

[That is surely just a normal pepper and not anything terrible. Go for it!]

B Pls!

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

Uh...what is it?

[Whistler's not particularly picky, but he'd still prefer to know what he's getting himself into. In turn he holds out his own plate, laden with a bacon double cheeseburger and french fries. All-American diet, you know.]

Fry?

[aroundthecoroner]

Oh, sure. Thanks.

[He hasn't had fries in... well, as long as he hasn't had the other stuff, too, so. Forever. Delicious.]

It's a pepper.

[There's maybe a bit of a grin in his voice. He puts it in grabbing range so that Whistler won't have to hunt for it. Michael won't really let him eat the whole thing if he goes for it, because that would be cruel.]

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

A pepper?

[He reaches forward to take one, feeling it in his palm]

You didn't want a double chocolate cake or deep dish pizza or something?

[aroundthecoroner]

I mean, those are both good options. But don't worry, it wasn't just the peppers, I had some Chinese already.

A

[unheeled]

Hot peppers? Good taste.

[Or no taste at all because your fucking tastebuds are dead, goddamnit she hates being a zombie.]

Here, I bet they're to die for dipped in this.

[She holds out the tiny bowl of wasabi dip she's been carrying around as she "tastes" other foods here. Come on, bro. You know you wanna.]

[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.]

[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.

[aroundthecoroner]

[He's up for it, but not as up for it as a zombie. I mean he's still alive and all. True to his word, though, he slams that pepper down in there and then munches off the end of it.

Oh god it's so much.]

Mmm, god, I forgot how- [He makes a face.] bad these are. [He coughs.

It's a good burn, though. Harlan can do a lot more than he can with the flavorless food in Hadriel, but Michael has missed spice. So much.]

[unheeled]

Bad? Your taste buds must be too burnt to enjoy them.

[Says the zombie, whose taste buds are dead.]

I'm impressed you could handle something so hot. Not everyone can.[Rita oh my god stop flirting like a garbage can.] I'm Rita.

[aroundthecoroner]

That is... probably the case...

[Coffee doesn't help very much with pepper fire, but it's better than nothing.]

I've been eating spicy stuff since I was a kid, so- Honestly, kind of impressed it didn't bother you at all.

[His voice sounds a little hoarse. Aaaaand the flirting goes right over his head.]

Michael.

this garbage fire ugh, sorry michael

[unheeled]

There's a lot about me that's impressive.

[ Flirting is not among those things, unless we're talking about how direct she is. ]

How hot can you go?

B

[hot_mes]

...no thanks.

[granted, there are worse things than vegetables from jars, but Law doesn't trust them any more than he trusts bread. He's had enough of canned and jarred food, nothing but fresh is going into his mouth tonight.]

If you want an onigiri, you can just have one.

[aroundthecoroner]

[Wow Law, what did bread every do to you?]

Well... kinda defeats the purpose of the prank, but I figure I owe you a free pass anyway.

[He will take the offered onigiri though. He couldn't turn down free food if he wanted to.]

[hot_mes]

[okay that actually gets the tiniest hint of a smirk out of him. Thanks Michael you're good people]

What is it - sour, or hot?

[aroundthecoroner]

[He frowns.]

Sour peppers are an option? [This is revolutionary if true.]

It's hot. Not like, Carolina Reaper hot, but it's pretty up there.

[hot_mes]

I don't know. I see a jar, I think pickling... [umeboshi. shudders]

I don't mind spicy things, though. I'll give it a shot.

[aroundthecoroner]

Alright, but remember you signed up for it.

[He holds out the pepper for Law to take.]

[hot_mes]

[he sure did! At least he's not so dumb as to put the whole thing in his mouth, he just takes an experimental nibble off the end.

And of course his eyes immediately water and he starts to sweat a little]

...ah.

B

[glacius]

[Glacius isn't sure if the bright coloration of that vegetable being offered to him is entirely innocent, but he also doesn't know enough about it to be truly suspicion. He stares at the pepper for a moment before arching a brow, undecided if he wants to try it or not.]

What is it? [He is curious, but he's also had his fill of meats and dense tubers and grains... this isn't really appealing in the same way that had been.]

[aroundthecoroner]

[Oh, hm. Is spicy food dangerous to an ice-person? Michael isn't sure. He feels like he should be nice here, though.]

It's a pepper. It's, uh, kind of spicy.

[Understatement, to be sure.]

[glacius]

[Being nice is always a wise course of action when unsure of how to handle a situation involving the otherworldly being. The way Glacius ingests nutrients doesn't trigger the sensation of spiciness as it does in humans; as the alien doesn't taste, he doesn't suffer the same trick of the mind due to confused receptors. He does, however, have receptors in other areas, so he would still suffer the same consequences if he absorbed the pepper with his hand, then were to go on to touch his eyes or gills or such without cleansing them.

The biggest drawback, however, would be how it would affect not Glacius himself, but his perception of the human who chose to subject him to something that could potentially be painful. Given that he detests anything dishonest or underhanded, even harmless pranking is still hard for him to grasp, especially if the intention were to elicit a reaction of suffering. Now that he's been given fair warning, he's able to properly decide for himself... and he can't help but be curious.] I know what peppers are, I have just not seen one quite like that. I will try it, though. You said you... wanted something of mine in return? We would have to go pick something out, but I could show you to things that I like, if you are at all curious.

[aroundthecoroner]

[There are some people Michael would feel no guilt about pranking like that, but Glacius isn't one of them. Which is for the best, honestly.]

Uh, sure. You might want some water to go with it. [He passes the vegetable over.]

You don't have to give me something, but, now that you mention it, I am pretty curious.

[He'd love to know what the alien's favorite food is. What kind of stuff is even native to where he's from?]

[glacius]

Ah, now that is a wise precaution. I can use it to cleanse my skin of the capsaicin. As for what I would pick for this exchange...

[Glacius thinks about it for a moment, then starts to head towards the tables adorned with all sorts of foods, gesturing for Michael to follow. He's headed towards a spread that seems to be primarily of seafood; there are some oysters, some sushi and sashimi, as well as various other things that might be less identifiable to a human. Some of it looks to be made from various other types of protein, like beef or venison, often paired with vegetables or eggs.] Here. This is probably the closest to what my people eat. As we stray from heat and absorb specific nutrients, our bodies have adapted to not need the same sort of preparation for our meals that you humans do. To explain it as succinctly as possible we favor frozen, uncooked meats; we also like dense tubers and grains that can provide our bodies with plenty of energy.

We tend to eat for efficiency and not for pleasure or flavor, though, so I do not blame you if this is a bit out of your comfort zone. I have seen other humans eating these things but understand that your tastes vary on the subject... it is quite interesting.

[aroundthecoroner]

[Michael follows along, watching as Glacius points things out and explains. He's definitely interested; he knows next to nothing about the alien's people, and there aren't a lot of non-humans willing to share mundane details like this.]

No, it's fine. I'll try anything, to be honest. I mean, there's definitely stuff I prefer, but there's not a lot I won't eat. [Read: he's a human garbage disposal.

He goes for the oysters, because that's not something he gets the chance to try very often, especially not cold and raw.]

Some of this stuff's a delicacy where I'm from, but probably not for the taste. Are there things you like better than others, or does flavor just not factor in?

[He will proceed to suck down an oyster while he waits for an answer, and try not to get oyster juice all over himself.]