Event Log: A Hope for the Future

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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.
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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

[unknowable]

I wouldn't say often, but - every once in awhile.

[He thinks about it, counting back the times. Man, he's been here too long.]

Maybe every time we do something the gods think is nice for them, or when they feel bad about what they put us through.

[odinbolt]

( Well... it's something, she guesses. And helping out Hope was a pretty big task from what she's gathered. )

Then... maybe we should start making our own. ( She laughs, but it would be a nice way to get to know others. Sure, there's the Speakeasy's offerings when the Door opens, but why stop there? )

[unknowable]

I bet a lot of people would like that.

[He's not really the party type, and is mostly here for the free food, but that doesn't mean she's had a bad idea.]

Especially if they could drink.

[odinbolt]

( After three years of building a new life, on a new planet, learning to live without her sister's presence (and then without Snow's), Serah sees the value in these kinds of reprieves. In the little things that bring a community together now more than ever. )

Yeah. ( People really, really like their alcohol here, she's noticed. ) There's a lot of big drinkers here, isn't there?

[unknowable]

[It's not Adam's thing - drinking in general, and drinking to distract from unhappiness especially - but he doesn't judge much. Everyone needs something, and as long as no one's hurting anything but their own livers, it's none of his business.]

Yeah. I mean, to be fair, sometimes there's not much else to do. At least, if you're not the volunteering sort.

[There's always something to help with, if you look, but that's not for everyone.]

[odinbolt]

( She feels the same way, largely. Mostly, Serah just prefers to feel secure in her own self, able to wake up without feeling ill. A drink or two at a celebration isn't terrible, but staying sober feels better. )

I wonder what the people who lived here before us did. ( Did they have restaurants? Hangouts? New Bodhum might be a little higgledy-piggledy, may not by as bustling with life as the cities on Cocoon were, but they found things to do. Lebreau would cook, serve drinks to people. They'd lie on the beach and play games, go swimming. Watch the fishermen and learn to use magic. Serah would teach the kids... )

You know, we used to have a fireworks show back home. Every year. People would come together and watch and make a wish.

( It was such a lovely event. Serah never realised she'd see her last one when she was there, days before the Purge began. )

[unknowable]

I don't know. I get the impression they were pretty different from all of us.

[At least, from what little they know about the creatures who used to live alongside the gods. Adam is interested - he has a scientific mind, he'd love to learn more. But there just isn't that much, a few remains and some buildings and a bunch of gods he mostly tries not to talk to.

He grins a little at the rest of her story, though.]

There's a holiday the day after my birthday, Independence Day. Everyone sets off fireworks for it. When I was really little, I thought they might be for me.

[That didn't last long, but it's one of the few nicer memories of his childhood he has.]

Did they do it for a special occasion, where you're from?

[odinbolt]

( Well, everything's pretty different in one way or another. The ovens and washing machines are nothing like anything she used back home. So it makes sense that whatever, whoever, lived there before them would be different too.

Adam's story makes her laugh, makes her think about Lightning. Her birthday was around the time of the fireworks festival too. )

Hm... I think it started that way, but it just became a big tourist draw instead.

[unknowable]

Honestly, that sounds nice too.

[It sounds like a festival every night, or at least most nights. That probably got old if you lived there, if you saw it all the time, but for visitors? It'd probably be worth it. So Adam would like to think, anyway.]

Did you have something you wished for?

[odinbolt]

( It's still pretty, even if you're a local, really. But that question... Well, she stutters slightly, because the very last thing she wished for-- )

... Well, to pass my exams, things like that.

( Does her voice sound unusually tight as she says that? Yeah, kinda. )

[unknowable]

[He glances at her, quick and curious. It's clear that's not the whole story, but it must be something personal. Adam's natural inclination is not to pry. He's had too many secrets of his own before.]

Ah, yeah. The important stuff. Did it work?

[odinbolt]

( Thank goodness. )

Yeah, exactly. ( A laugh. Exams are important. )

It must have. I got into my first choice university.

( And never got to attend. )

[unknowable]

Hey, that's pretty good. I always wanted to go to college. Maybe someday I'll get there.

[His tone is rather wry. If he were at home, he'd probably be a couple years in by now, but for some reason they don't have higher education in mysterious alien cities.]

What were you going to study?

[odinbolt]

( It's a tall order to have higher education when you don't even have a library any more, let alone one with books in a language anyone can understand. )

History. ( She always had been fascinated with the paths that led their world to where it was. And now, she supposes, she was part of it. An instigator.

She teaches the children of New Bodhum about the things which happened when Cocoon fell, but never the names. Never that her name is tied to all of it. )

What do you want to study?

[unknowable]

I have a friend at home who loves history. Though I'm sure the histories of our worlds are pretty different.

[Though Gansey would likely be delighted by that. Adam's never been quite as obsessed, for all that he helped with the search and did plenty of research on his own.]

I was thinking of engineering, or maybe medicine. I like science, and I like solving problems.

[odinbolt]

( It sounds like that is the case, and honestly, Serah is glad other worlds aren't like her own. She hopes they're better. That gods don't play games and remove sisters from reality. That people don't have to correct the way the timeline crumbles.

But her eyes are bright with happiness at his chosen subjects, in a way which belies her teaching since Cocoon fell. A twinkle of something like pride, a joy felt when people have big dreams for their future like Medicine or Engineering. It's so easy to get caught up in the way the world goes, in the misfortunes of their lives, and lose that chance. )

Well, I hope you get to do that.

[unknowable]

I hope you do, too.

[For now, hope might be all they can do. Adam is not naturally the optimistic sort, but he does nuture the small belief that they'll all get home someday, that he'll be able to go back to what passed for his life.

Until then, they just have to make the best of this sometimes awful, sometimes decent place.]

I should find my friend. [Before Ronan gets in a fight, somehow.] It was nice talking to you, though.