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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► 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.

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Julie Grigio | OTA

[redwinekindofgirl]

14th - 18th

Holy shit.

[Julie's first words when the ground shakes and the rubble begins to move come out loudly, to be repeated again at a lower volume as the buildings around her begin to rebuild themselves. 'Could have done with this kind of magic back home' she says to herself, thinking about the wreckage littering the streets and the damage of over a decade of neglect. It would have been a fine thing indeed if they could put everything back together with as much ease as it had been destroyed

The reconstruction brings far more than just aesthetics, as far as she's concerned. She checks out the new residences on offer with more than a passing interest, though with the quiet comment that living alone is still living alone, no matter where you decide to do it. What's of more interest is the food, and despite how nothing tastes how it's supposed to, it at least tastes of something. Hard to turn that down, when everything has been so dull for months.

She pokes around the stores, determinedly looking for something, and catches the eye of someone walking by her to ask--] Know if I can find some paint anywhere?

19th

[The party draws her in for a few reasons, and not least for the likelihood of there being alcohol there. That's a big part of it, mind, and she has a glass in her hand from the moment she gets there, but there are other things to draw a twenty year old into a social situation. The last time people gathered together like this it was for safety. This time, it's for fun, and Julie doesn't object to a bit of fun.

What she also doesn't object to is the pad thai she finds at the food table, which she decends on as if she's not seen a meal in weeks and loads up a bowl with it before she retreats to sit and eat it.

Later, the music has her tapping her palms against her knees, and her feet against the ground, but she watches the people around her with perhaps her sixth or seventh drink in hand, her free arm hooked over the back of her chair. She might just catch the eye of someone she knows (or doesn't), and in a thoughtful voice wonder aloud--]

Wonder if they have Twister at this party.

19th

[toiletseat_girl]

[George is normally not one for a party. parties implies people which implies plenty of opportunities for her to stick her foot in her mouth. she's going along with this shit, though, since there's no way of knowing when something this good will show up again.

she's not at all dressed up for the shindig, being in jeans, a tshirt, and Converse sneakers and she's wondering if that was a mistake as many other people seem to have taken the opportunity to get all dolled up. whatever. you can stick a socially awkward eighteen year old in a dress, she's still gonna be a socially awkward eighteen year old.

she's carrying a plate laden down with waffles covered in butter and blueberry syrup, scrambled eggs, and perfectly cooked bacon. she is also toting a gallon jug of premixed mimosas which she has already made a dent in. she notices Julie and heads over to say hi]

Twister? Oh, fuck, I hope not. Never was any good at that game. Balance problems.

[awkward and uncomfortable in her own body problems to be more exact]

[redwinekindofgirl]

[Julie, much like George, has not taken any such opportunity to dress up and is present in sneakers, a t-shirt, and a pair of capri pants. There are a few empty bottles of beer on the table beside her, but she's currently drinking something that looks very much like whiskey from a glass that she peers over the top of as she's spoken to.

She snorts, giving a vague wave of one hand.]

That's why it's a great party game. When everyone's had a few drinks, everyone has balance problems.

[toiletseat_girl]

[yay, she's not the only one unwilling to sacrifice comfort for style.

she waves back and heads over to take a seat next to Julie, her plate balanced on her lap and her jug of mimosas on the ground. she smiles]

Okay, I see your point. I guess part of the fun would be landing on someone you wanna land on?

[redwinekindofgirl]

[Julie snickers.]

Yeah, that's part of the fun of it.

[And then there's the fun of just... having fun while you're drunk, and not giving a damn about what people think of you while you're doing it.]

If I can find it, do you want to play?

19th

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

[Whistler's ability to navigate this party is dependent on two basic things: footsteps and voices. For the most part voices are unfamiliar, or only vaguely familiar from the network. Occasionally in the distance he catches hints of a voice he does undeniably recognize as a friend. Perhaps Atem or Kate...

...and then Julie. He stops, back straightening as he tries to get his bearing. Trying to gauge where she is based on where he is, and more than that, what obstacles are between that location and his.

It isn't too far. In fact....

He thinks of something. opening his cane to it's full length, he turns slightly, bends down as if crouching in long grass, and slowly he eases the cane across the floor until-- success! It hits her foot.

Or at least he hopes it's her foot]

[redwinekindofgirl]

[She watches him make his way closer without speaking, her lower lip resting against the edge of her glass. It's difficult not to giggle at how he so carefully searches for her, and when his cane does in fact hit her foot she grins to herself and shakes her head.]

Ten points! [Julie exclaims, gently booting his cane with the toe of her shoe before she leans forwards to reach out and catch his hand, carefully pulling him towards her.]

Hey, Whistler.

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

[He flushes as he lets himself be pulled forward, chuckling under his breath as he steadies himself]

Found you.

[redwinekindofgirl]

Yeah, you found me. [She snickers softly, faintly buzzed by the several glasses of alcohol she's already had to drink.]

C'mon, sit down with me.

19th

[inthewar]

[ It's a hell of a fucking party, a damn good one, as parties go, but it's a little strange, too. He's new, though, so he's still just trying to adjust to all of this, get his bearings. He has no context in this world, no history to go off of, he just knows he's stuck here for a while and he's damn determined to make the best of it. And if people who have been here longer than he has are living it up at this party, he's gonna do the same.

So he's about two drinks in when a young girl - who looks really fucking familiar - asks a question that pulls a smirk out of him. ]

Uh. Yeah. That's a crazy idea, but a fucking good one. It'd make for a hell of a good time, anyway.

[redwinekindofgirl]

[Julie is... well, Julie is probably more than two drinks in, but handling it very well for someone of her age and stature. She presses her lips together as she's addressed, but only moments before they curve into a smile and she tilts her glass in his direction.]

Twister, or Jenga. Did you ever play drunk Jenga?

[She chuckles to herself.]

I mean, there's card games, but strip poker is so cliché.

[inthewar]

Played plenty of games when I was drunk, honey, but never Jenga. For the record, I like a good game of strip poker, too, with the right person, but uh - you pick this time.

[ He's also a gentleman who wouldn't play make the suggestion of playing strip poker with someone who already has a few drinks in her. Plus, he's intrigued about Jenga now. ]

What's your name, by the way? I'm Damien.

[ First things first. Also, because there are apparently two people with the same face around here. ]

[redwinekindofgirl]

Don't call me 'honey'. [She purses her lips slightly, not quite drunk enough to brush off those kinds of nicknames. It's just as well, then, that he asks her actual name before she can give him a telling off about being so familiar with her.]

I'm Julie.

[She reaches over, hand held out to shake his.]

And I need a few more before it'll actually be drunk Jenga.

17th;

[lunarie]

( inside one store sits luna, braiding her hair not unlike the first time that julie and her met. this braid is much more simple, laying over her shoulder and held together by a deep blue ribbon. pryna is the first to spot julie, trotting over with a happy bark as umbra lazily opens his eyes just enough to look at her before yawning and returning to his nap.

luna glances over her shoulder, dressed in warm colors and wearing a bright smile. )

Julie, hello. I do not think I have seen paints in this store unfortunately. ( hmmm. ) Are you an artist?

[redwinekindofgirl]

Luna! [The young woman gets a bright smile in return, and Julie quickly drops to one knee to give Pryna a fuss, a hug around her fluffy neck, and a kiss to one soft ear. Such good dogs.

Then, thrown into slight awkwardness by the question, she shakes her head.]

No, not even a little. I, uh... wanted to copy something I did back home. So I need five different paint colours. Red, white, yellow, black, and blue.

[lunarie]

( she smiles fondly as pryna is happily fussed over, licking julie's face before trotting back over toward luna. she reaches out and rests a hand atop her companion's hand as she glances back to julie, humming thoughtfully. )

Hmm. Perhaps I might help? I found a small supply of water colors not long ago but since things have... gotten so better recently there might be more there. I can show you where I found them if you'd like.

[deathstouch]

[ Aric isn't looking or anything particular in the store that he's currently in. He's restless, perhaps, and that would be the only reason that he was there browsing. Perhaps, he's also searching for something, anything that would be an asset. He's seen nothing of the sort.

He looks up when he hears a voice. ]

I have not seen any. What need do you have for paint?

[redwinekindofgirl]

I... want to paint something? [A certain therapist told her she should try painting, since she enjoyed it back home, but that isn't quite what's on her mind right now.]

The walls, in my bedroom. It's something I did at home. Every wall was a different colour, to mean something.

[deathstouch]

I see.

[ Aric supposes that he can understand that. He had endless years to spend alone in his Castle Lethe and he had spent a lot of time decorating and filling it with things but most of them were meaningless to him -- aside from the things that were the oldest. ]

There are some things here that are very difficult to find.

[devilsandangels]

[ The food has been quite good and he's rather happy with it after they had had such terrible options for so long. He's ate far more than he really should have in one setting but he couldn't really help himself from indulging this once. It appears that many people have.

He tilts his head at the strange term that comes from the person he has yet to meet. ]

What is 'Twister'?

[redwinekindofgirl]

It's a game.

[She's not sure where they're keeping the games here, but if they have games she'll find it, and she'll get a few people to play it with her.]

You have a mat on the floor, with rows of different coloured spots on it, and a spinner. Someone spins the spinner, and that decides what hand or foot you put on which colour. [Julie scrunches her nose up slightly.] It's way more fun when you're drunk.

[devilsandangels]

[ Alfred looks perplexed as she explains the game to him. It doesn't make much sense to him and he's not exactly sure he understands even a little what it is. ]

And this game is fun? It does not sound fun.

19th

[pellameno]

[ There's as much food here that Pell doesn't recognize as what he does, which isn't surprising considering all the worlds represented in Hadriel. Only a certain amount of overlap is reasonable. But it does mean he's not sure what to try, and doesn't want to take anyone else's offering by mistake. He hasn't found his own yet. Hopefully there's sheh.

He's standing nearby when Julie beelines for the pad thai, and her obvious enthusiasm gets him curious. Noodles aren't something common back home, so he doesn't recognize the dish she's filling her bowl with. There's pasta in the shops here but these look different. It can't hurt to ask, right? ]

Excuse me. What is that?

[redwinekindofgirl]

What?

[Oh, how rude. Pell catches her half way through eating a couple of noodles and she slurps them up quickly, muttering 'sorry' with a grin on her face that implies she's not really terribly sorry at all.

She gestures to the bowl with her fork.]

It's called pad thai. Stir fried noodles, shrimp, chicken beansprouts, green onions... This has got just the right amount of chili sauce. [Quickly, she looks from the bowl, to Pell, then back.]

... You want some?

[pellameno]

[ No need to apologize, really, he could've waited until she'd swallowed. Her answer is largely foreign, he's only ever had chicken and chili out of that ingredient list, but it does smell very good. He smiles a little at her offer, which is kind even if maybe she's just being polite? It is a big plate... ]

If you're sharing. I've never heard of it.

[ He reaches for another bowl, his gaze now on the shrimp poking their tails out of the dish. ]

It must come from somewhere on the water?