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.

Comments

[abyssalarcana]

"Ivar! Oh, look at your chair, that's wonderful!" Certainly less pathetic, though she does seem to have a soft spot for the creature who accepts her so openly. In some odd way he just reminds her of those she knows back home - the ones she likes, anyway. Nice to see him not hobbling around like a wounded animal.

"They're simrevi - um, soul larvae. When people die, their souls take this physical form. Do you want one? They're dead, so I don't think it will hurt you." The last time she saw a mortal eat one was when a rather well-off maurezhi was feeding up a new purchase before slaughter. The bound human, she recalls, started screaming and trying to tear out the spines that began to grow abruptly all over his back and sides. She'd had a good laugh at the time.

[crippled]

Souls! He's heard the word, from Christians. They always make such a big deal of it, but these little things hardly look worth the fuss.

Does he want one? He considers for a moment, Bjorn's wild tales about life on the sea with no tides. He'd told some that he and Halfdan had eaten a man they'd been hired to protect while they were there without realizing it until too late. A clever trick by their host that Ivar admittedly quite admires. And for all that, Ivar can hardly let himself be outdone by the big oaf, can he?

So Bjorn eats a man. Big deal, he hadn't even meant to. Ivar will eat a soul, and let any of his other brothers top that. "Why not? I will try one." He reaches for one, examining the tiny face. Very surreal. Yet it makes him feel powerful, holding onto this sad little dead thing that so many seem to think is so important. Curiously: "Are they usually not eaten dead?"

[abyssalarcana]

"No, of course. I'm not sure how much of that thing even can be called a soul at this point, now that it's dead. When they're alive, they carry their innate power that many of us feed off of. Also they're a lot more fun to eat when they try to bite back," she says with a laugh. "Talented cooks do things like flash-fry them so that they're hot and crispy and still screaming."

She lifts one off her plate and doesn't even seem to really regard its small size and childlike features as noteworthy or interesting, just dunks it in butter and bites it in half. "Still good though!"