Event Log: Is It a Wonderful Life?

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for Is It A Wonderful Life? event
Where: All over the city
When: Jan 4th-8th
Warnings: None

Throughout the next few days, you may find yourself plagued by visions and dreams of back home. The dreams will be lifelike and difficult to tell apart from reality, as the world will be constructed from what you remember of your world. However, unlike usual dreams, you won't be present, and will find yourself unable to be seen or heard by those around you.

The dreams are vivid reminders of what might happen in a world without you: a world in which you disappeared when coming to Hadriel, a world which desperately needs you back for some reason or another. You may see your parents putting up missing posters, your significant other moving onto their next relationship, or even your hated villain finally taking over the world without you there to stop them.

When the vision leaves, you're back here and nothing about the city has changed. Though maybe you have a different outlook on it now...

► This log covers January 4th-Januray 8th.
► 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 try a weird solution to make it back home, please let us know here.

Comments

[hot_mes]

[Law spares the fellow in the shop a quick glance and then just. Goes about his business.]

No. I'm busy.

[on the one hand, he doesn't come over there and start coddling or asking what's wrong or anything. On the other, he really doesn't care about someone else's pain. He inspects the selection of matchbooks for something labeled 'waterproof,' and then goes hunting for containers of all sizes made of anything but plastic.]

[glazedonutholes]

[ How rude! ]

Hey! I called dibs first!

[hot_mes]

[rude is his middle name! Well, no, it's not, it's D., but...]

Did you? When? I heard nothing like that.

[glazedonutholes]

It's not my fault you weren't here.

[ He pouts, his heart growling lighter in face of adversity of age old rules of the universe. ]

Dibs.

[ There. Happy? ]

[hot_mes]

Oh what?

[not even fazed, just casually picking out specific supplies and stashing them in his pockets. He's got shit to do and universal rules never apply to pirates anyway]

[glazedonutholes]

Dibs!

[ He points an accusatory finger at his blatant disregard of international laws. ]

I called Dibs! You can't just take things once Dibs has been called. Don't you know the international dibs protocol?

[hot_mes]

[just look at that asshole face]

I'm a pirate. I disregard 'dibs' the way I disregard every property law in every dimension.

[ooh those are nice gloves taking those...]

[glazedonutholes]

[ Oh, no. You shouldn't have said that. ]

A pirate!

[ He clasps his hands together in wonder. ]

Do you sail the ocean blue?!

[hot_mes]

[ah shit, he forgot that this happens sometimes. which come to think of it hasn't happened in a long time, so maybe he could be forgiven for not expecting such a reaction]

...uh. The ocean, yeah. Or I would if there was still an ocean around.

[glazedonutholes]

Oh! Do you sail under the Jolly Roger, too?!

[ He scrambles over to him, stars in his eyes. Thanks, Mister! You totally lifted his mood! ]

[hot_mes]

Yeah. I have my own.

[it's too cold to throw off his shirt and show the tattoo on his back, though, sorry bro]

Trafalgar Law, Captain of the Heart Pirates.

1/2

[glazedonutholes]

The Hearts Pirates!!!

[ A guy after his own heart. ]

That sounds so cool!

2/2

[glazedonutholes]

Did you find a secret treasure?! Kill anyone?!

Ooh!!! What about walking the plank?! Did you ever do that?!

[hot_mes]

[ah, there it is, hence the stinkeye in response]

No, what - why would I walk a...? Never mind. You know most pirates don't bury their treasure. If you do that, you can't spend it.

[glazedonutholes]

Right! That's what I always told Sarge! But no, he said he'd bury his treasure so that [ here he changes his voice so it sounds like Sarge but it comes out sounding more like a pirate accent ] 'Them dirty blues don't get it! Argh!'

[hot_mes]

[who the what now? Law guesses that a 'blue' is some kind of slang for an enemy. Sure, dude, whatever]

Nobody can get what you've already spent. Unless you're powerful enough that it would be suicide for anyone to try to get into your treasury.

[glazedonutholes]

Or they steal what you bought with it. I mean, it's pretty easy to steal a diamond or ruby instead of a whole treasure chest.

So, which one are you? The one who spends? Or the one who makes other pirate lords quiver on their peg leg?

[hot_mes]

Why would I buy a gem? They're worth more in cash which can be spent on food. [tipping his head slightly to the side] Of course, raiding another ship for food is fairly common...

[wait why is he entertaining that thought? Oh right because he's raiding a shop for the same reasons]

I'll have you know that the instances of complete limb loss among pirates is significantly less than people have been led to believe. It's far more likely you'll lose an eye or an arm than a leg. [but he asked, so, smugly:] Both.

[glazedonutholes]

[ His eyes lighten up with excitement! ]

You raided other pirates!!! Isn't that dangerous! You guys must be really strong! If it was me, I'd stick it to the man and raid their ships instead. You know, the whole we should prop each other up instead of tearing each other down.

[ He claps his hands, amazed. ]

Both! Does that mean you've got a huge bounty on your head?! Like a million! Two million! Oh! You must have an awesome crew! Do any of them have a missing eye?!

[hot_mes]

[while he doesn't really need the ego stroke of someone this, ah, enthusiastic, this is honestly the first in a while that someone not from his world has cared this much. And also got it.

He looks over his shoulder at Donut with the smuggest smirk ever]

Five hundred million.

[what a good, his crew is an excellent topic. Law actually pauses his hunt and leans on the shelf for a bit]

No, because I'm an excellent surgeon and won't let anyone have to suffer such a loss if I can save them. But my navigator is a polar bear, if that interests you.

1/2

[glazedonutholes]

[ A gasp. ]

Five hundred million.

[ He can't even imagine how many facials he could get with that kind of money. ]

[ And as amazing as all that is and how many more questions it brings up like - what did he do to get it so high, how many most wanted posters he's on, and what kind of food does he steal! It must be caviar to warrant that kind of prize! Still, as amazing as all that is, it doesn't warrant the excitement of what comes next. ]

2/2

[glazedonutholes]

A surgeon!

[ An excited look. Just like Dr. Grey! ]

You save people, too! Wow, you must be a genius!

[ Just like Dr. Grey. ]

[hot_mes]

[please, stroke his ego some more, Donut. Even if he shrugs and plays modest.]

Genius? Yes, actually. It's rare that a ship's captain is also its doctor, but that's just how it works for us. Whatever stories you might have heard about pirates, it probably isn't close to the reality.

[glazedonutholes]

[ And just like that he's forgotten all about the visions. He's back to his perky self once more. ]

Does that mean you psychoanalyze people too?! Because I know a few people who could use a nudge~ [ He laughs, his nefarious plans to push Tucker and Church together coming to the forefront before his words from earlier finally sink in. ]

Wait! You said there was a polar bear pirate?! [ He jumps in excitement. ] How do they sail the ocean blue?! Don't they got hot?-- Oh! Are they nice! Or mean?! Do they have a cool scar?!

[hot_mes]

[....glad to help?

HA psychoanalysis gets the biggest stinkeye from Law]

No. I'm a surgeon by specialty. If you need psychological help on any level, talk to Lance-ya.

[ironically, it was only, what, a month and a half ago that Bepo was here? He already misses his fuzzbutt. Stupid Door.]

They sail the same way the rest of us sail - on a boat. Bepo is... [sigh] ...kinder than most of our crew. He gets hot when it's hot, yeah, he can't help his fur.