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.
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► If you try a weird solution to make it back home, please let us know here.

Comments

[standformyself]

I'm full of many things.

[Riddles is good. Twists and turns, and any food that she can munch up if given the chance.]

Very interesting. Even digging a hole leads to all sorts of things.

[But that is something that the Dog enjoys, so of course she partakes. Plus, she is on a mission for roots.]

[requiemshark]

I'm getting that impression.

[ Probably not a regular dog. Even with the talking.

Oh, well. He's seen weirder. And this one isn't trying to kill him. ]

Yeah? What sorts of things?

[standformyself]

Other holes! To lost or hidden places that have been forgotten about.

[Sometimes to bones that she has hidden there before, but that's another story. The lost places hold a special interest to the Dog, although that may well have something to do with where she had been for years beyond count. Not that she had minded.]

[requiemshark]

[ Ephemera huffs out a laugh. ]

Guess I should've expected that one. You find any of those in Hadriel?

[standformyself]

No, not yet, although I do ponder taking a trip to the mountains.

[When she gets bored, she might just wander off to sniff around new corners and see what else lays around the land. In that respect, she does miss her mistress, as she had been a very good companion for traveling and exploring.]

[requiemshark]

That'd be quite the trip. You could get one of those packs, for dogs. Bring some supplies with you.

[ Ephemera's seen those. Some of the Insurrectionists used dogs, back in the day. ]

[standformyself]

Packs for dogs?

[A... dog pack?]

[requiemshark]

Yeah. Little backpacks and shit.

[ That's how they work, right?? ]

I mean. Might be a little tricky since you don't have thumbs.

[standformyself]

No, but I do have paws.

[Which may not seem like much, but it is something. She can do marvelous things with them, if she so chooses to. But he does have her thinking now.]

That would make some things more convenient.

[requiemshark]

That you do.

[ Four of them. Maybe that's enough. ]

Yeah. You could ask one fo the gods, if the shops don't have any.

[standformyself]

You just ask these gods and they give you things?

[One little ear perking in his direction.]

[requiemshark]

More like they'll offer you a trade. You give them something, they'll give you something.

[standformyself]

What sort of something? Do you think a paw shake will work?

[She could also tender in licks, or allowing them to pet her...]

[requiemshark]

I don't know, [ Ephemera says honestly. He can never tell what the gods value. ] You'd have to ask them.

[standformyself]

And they won't smite you if you decline their price?

[requiemshark]

Don't think so. [ Ephemera shrugs, putting out the last of his cigarette against his gauntlet. ] Haven't heard of anything like that, anyway.

[standformyself]

[Which means it could well be a fact that they don't advertise it... Or it could be something completely less nefarious.]

I'll think it over.

[requiemshark]

[ Ephemera nods, humming vaguely to himself. ]

Good call.

[ He's quiet for a moment. ]

You can come over to the Spires sometime, if you want. Drake and I, we'll give you some food. Scratch your ears.

[standformyself]

That sounds like an agreeable deal.

[Giving her tail another waggle. She is a mooch of a pooch, and has no qualms being petted all day.]

[requiemshark]

All right then.

[ He nods at her once. ]

Glad we had the chance to meet.

[standformyself]

Until the next time then!

[And she will give a little motion forward, stealing a lick on his hand if she's fast enough, before breaking off in to a trot, tail wagging as she ambles off.]