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

[writtendestiny]

[They can be awkward together, and neither of them any the wiser of it.]

Yes... I suppose that's right. [Her lips purse briefly.] You're a good distraction.

[itsnotaonesie]

[i don't think it's possible to be any more awkward then this ngl]

It's one of my like, three talents. I'm also good at back flips.

[and chemistry and physics and building weird shit and sticking to walls and quoting all of Star Wars]

[writtendestiny]

Back flips? [There, look at that, he got her to laugh. Poison does not have an acrobatic bone in her body, though her balance is fairly good.]

What other talents do you have?

[itsnotaonesie]

[You know what he'll demonstrate his sick back flip skills right now for her. That sure was a backflip he just did. Also getting a laugh out of her definitely counts as a win]

Front flips, side flips, calculus. Stuff like that.

[writtendestiny]

[There's an expression on her face like nothing seen thus far when he demonstrates so readily. Until now she has been carefully guarded, her features schooled into something neutral if not quite unfriendly.

Now, though, her violet eyes go wide and her face lights up, an undeniable smile there as she claps her hands together without even thinking about it.]

How did you do that?

[itsnotaonesie]

[He's kind of used to flipping on command, people used to ask him to do flips and shit all the time back home. Well, they asked Spider-Man to, but it still counts.

He's got his own kind of dopey grin going on. Look it's totally sappy but he likes being able to cheer people up ok.]

Lots of practice. The first time I tried to do that, I fell right on my head.

[writtendestiny]

[She chuckles again, a little more restrained, but he's done a good job in cheering her up just by being himself.]

That must have been painful.

[What about his neck? It had to hurt.]

[itsnotaonesie]

It wasn't a good day for that concrete, lemmie tell you. I was okay, though.

[Naaaah he's pretty sturdy.]

[writtendestiny]

[She smiles up at him as they walk, then turns her eyes down to watch her feet. One in front of the other, left, right, left, right.]

I've learned a lot of things since I was taken from home the first time, but I never learned anything like that.

[itsnotaonesie]

It does kinda take a lot of physical training.

[For. Y'know, normal people and not spiders-mans. While she's watching her feet, he's kind of doing that whole talking with his hands thing while he describes the fuckin art of back flips OR SOMETHING]

You gotta have enough strength to get like, pretty up there when you jump, and you have to be flexible to pull off the whole flipping part. On top of that, you gotta be able to time it so that you land on your feet and not your butt. Or your face. There's a lot of physics involved.

[writtendestiny]

I think I'll leave it to you. [Poison muses out loud, one corner of her mouth quirking up. She's quite sure that if she tried something like that, she'd fall straight on her head and there wouldn't be anything graceful about it.]

Are you working on anything in the lab? I'd like to see.

[itsnotaonesie]

[Oh no girl please don't backflip onto your head 8(]

Sure, I can show you. I'm not working on anything specific right now, just trying to keep my equipment in good shape.

[writtendestiny]

[She isn't even going to try.]

That's fine. It's just... more distractions. [Poison nods, content enough just to see something new.] I've been trying to find something to do there with a bit more direction. It's... different to what I've been used to.

[itsnotaonesie]

Well, let's see. What sort of things are you used to? What kind of projects do you like to work on?

[writtendestiny]

Where I come from, I'm--... [No, she doesn't want to explain what the Hierophant is right now.] I'm a writer. There's no technology there, not like here.

[But she shrugs, flicking her hair back over her shoulder.]

But where I was before this place... it was like here, but worse, and I learned a lot there. Do you know what a Cybertronian is?

[itsnotaonesie]

[Oooo a writer, that's a perfectly normal occupation. Kind of a nice change of pace from all the wacky shit Peter's heard of other people doing. And himself. Shh.]

Cool, cool. And um. Yeah, I think so? It sounds familiar, isn't that what Knock Out and that whiny jet guy are?

[writtendestiny]

Starscream. [She tells him, valiantly fighting a smirk at the very apt description of him. A whiny jet. That sounds very accurate.]

Yes, that's what they are. I used to know a lot of them. They had a clinic, and I spent a lot of time there.

[itsnotaonesie]

Oh God, yeah, I forgot his name for a minute. Somehow.

[WEIRD NAME, BRO. REAL WEIRD NAME.]

Wow, really? Where was this? Were you just stuck on a robot world with robot people?

[writtendestiny]

Don't worry, I won't tell. [He'd be so indignant.]

It was--... the place I was before. Where I died. [Three times.] There were a lot of them there, for a while.

[She shrugs one boney shoulder.]

But then it was just me, in the end.

[itsnotaonesie]

Oh, it's fine. I think I can take 'em.

[Starscream wouldn't be the first plane Peter's crashed, just sayin'. He does sound like he's joking, though, there's a 50/50 chance that he actually is joking.]

See, that... just raises a lot more questions? But I really don't wanna be nosy.

[writtendestiny]

[She just saw the guy do a backflip, honestly, she isn't sure what else he might be capable of. Maybe isn't joking. She kind of hopes he is.]

... It's fine. You can ask.

[itsnotaonesie]

[LMAO NOPE SORRY]

Um, o-okay. Cool, um. So, this place you were before? I take it you weren't originally from there?

[writtendestiny]

[Poison smiles faintly, shaking her head.] No, I wasn't. I was drawn there, just like I was drawn here.

[She pulls in a deep breath and sighs it out, stretching her arms out slightly.]

It was worse than here. Much worse.

[itsnotaonesie]

[The idea that there's more than one place out there doing this shit to people is really kind of unsettling. Peter almost immediately looks like he regrets asking, but too late nerd you already opened that can of worms]

Are... are you comfortable telling me how it was worse? You don't have to if you really don't want to.

[writtendestiny]

[She did invite this, so she can't be too annoyed that he's asking. While they walk, she closes her eyes for a moment, then opens them to watch her feet.]

It's fine. [It's not fine, and Peter will no doubt quickly discover just how 'not fine' it is.]

Here, if people die... it's usually because of an accident. Or because they were fighting something. There... they were killing us. They were torturing us. Killing us and then bringing us back to do it again. I'm not... even certain if I'm the real me. I might be a clone.