Event Log: Keepsakes

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Keepsakes event!
Where: All around the city
When: October 15th-October 19th
Warnings: A bunch of random crap.

Well, Hope and Delight are messing with the door again, but at least this time dragons aren't involved, right? This attempt goes a bit better - sure, no one gets sent home, but if everyone will just look under their seats, they'll find a FREE [INSERT SOMETHING YOU MAYBE DIDN'T WANT AT ALL HERE]! Awesome! So nice! Yup, throughout these few days people will be finding things from home - something they loved, something they used all the time, something they hated, something they totally forgot they even had. All sorts of cool stuff!

Well, they might not actually find it. Their neighbor might, or a complete stranger. And who knows where it could turn up? At the park, half-buried? In the Silent Hill zone, kept safe by a horrifying monster? Or hey, maybe in somebody's underwear drawer. Awkward. Better try to find your stuff, or find the owner of whatever weird crap you found. It could be something important.

► This log covers October 15th-October 19th.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well
► 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 somehow manage to die in this event, please let us know here, and also what the hell?

Comments

alphys | ota + one closed

[sciencelizard]

open: [sees thing] take

[Listen. Listen. For Alphys, old habits die hard. When you grow up underground, and your only source of fresh materials for every engineering project you want to build is shit that can either be excavated from a cave (expensive, dangerous) or taken from a pile of garbage (absolutely free), well, your weekend hobby becomes shifting through trash. And with so many new items, there's a LOT of new stuff.

So, y'know, if you haven't found your thing yet, or even if you're just looking, she's just... gonna be stockpiling things that don't seem to belong to people. Or even if they might. Y'know. Take.]

closed: a particular oddity

[Hidden somewhere within Hadriel lies a few sheets of large paper, rolled up and secured with a rubber band. Inside, or if one were to roll them open, are complex blueprints and planning notes for a particular robot body, along with a variety of smaller, box-shaped robots with umbrellas and bombs. This might be hard to discern who it belongs to, considering there's no one who looks anything like this within the city, but...

Shouldn't be too hard for one determined kid, ya?]

/swandives into hell- take 2

[save_theworld]

[Shouldn't be too hard at all, seeing as they not only recognize the robot- they recognize the blueprints, as well. They're very familiar with Alphys' room.

Which is to say, they like the escalators. In among the myriad of times Frisk had gone in circles round the lab, just for the sake of it, details had cropped up, memorized and never forgotten. History books that didn't strike them as very accurate, an odd machine that produced cold, pink goop. A table, sometimes only plastered with charts and papers, sometimes occupied by-- someone else.

They don't actually know what to do with these.

They don't actually want to be the one to give them back.

But they found them, so they should. They really should, blueprints rolled up and clutched in one hand as they navigate their phone with the other, and it's been- a few months of very new things, hasn't it?]

Hi Alphys. I think I found something that belongs to you. Do you want me to come over?

go for some fancy flips on the way down

[sciencelizard]

[Alphys is lying on the couch at the skelebro household- even though she's technically living there, she's still not really used to it, not really accustomed to it being 'hers', too. So she's kind of just... lying there, when her phone goes off, and she can't help but feel the pang of worry at the sender. They're... they're trying, aren't they? Doesn't she owe them that? The attempt at a normal life here?

Besides, they aren't just doing it for fun. They have something. Maybe they found something of hers from home.]

uhmmmm yeah sure
i think im the only one home
its sans' new place do you know where that is??

how about some fancy snipes that counts

[save_theworld]

Yes. I'll be there soon.

[It's not that far; collecting up their things, they leave as quietly as they can- no need for Chara to come along. They've

Been in a mood, since they got back. Frisk doesn't know what happened- but it doesn't take a genius to understand that they don't want to talk about it. The tapes had been enough of a shock in their own right.]

Are you living with Sans and Papyrus?

yeah that totally counts

[sciencelizard]

yeah
sans told me i could stay with him when i got here
its nice enough
probably wouldnt be good to live alone here haha
its kind of dangerous???

do you live by yourself

[It's... innocent enough, to ask. To be a little worried for their wellbeing. Nobody deserves to die being eaten by a dragon or something.]

[save_theworld]

[Well wasn't that nice of him?

...Just keep walking, Frisk.]

It's a little dangerous, but you get used to it. Just don't go in the tunnels.
I live with my friend. Neither of us know much cooking but it's nice, Chara makes really good soup.

I guess you guys have a lot of spaghetti?

[sciencelizard]

['My friend'. 'Chara'.

Hah. Ah. Okay. We're gonna bottle that motherfucker right on up.]

haha yeah its like full of the stuff
papyrus tries to cook all the time
keyword tries
but i mean its not much better than what i make lmao

are the tunnels where all the dangerous things are?

[save_theworld]

[You said a bad word I'm telling mom]

I think he's getting better. Sans says he might be able to make something edible next year.
But you probably remember that, right?

Most of the time? I think there's a place in the city that's all foggy and if you go there you die, but I don't know where it is. Most of the monsters stay in the tunnels though, unless it's dark.

[sciencelizard]

[It was in the flavortext, you shouldn't even be able to read this u little gremlin]

haha yeah.
heres hoping. otherwise ill probably die by spaghetti

also im guessing they're... not friendly monsters
or uh not like underground monsters
like the fictional kind with sharp teeth that eat people and scream

[save_theworld]

[Says you.]

I can bring you some food. We make a lot of soup and stir fry, but it's okay to eat.

Yeah. I asked someone to stop calling them monsters but I don't think anyone cares.
Anyway I'm almost there.

[Almost there, in this case, meaning that they knock before they even send the text, tucking their phone away and holding the rolled up blueprints against their side.]

[sciencelizard]

[ffffight me

Regardless, Alphys picks up her phone to read and respond as the door knocks, carrying it with her there and taking a deep breath before she opens it, trying for an inviting smile. It still looks... weird. Alphys isn't sure she knows how to be inviting anymore.]

H-Hey! That was fast. You can, uhm, c-come in, if you'd like.

open prompt!

[dragoon_pride]

[Along comes someone who has yet to find anything whatsoever from his world. Kain is convinced that perhaps nothing at all has appeared, that maybe he's too newly arrived for it to happen. No matter. He's probably better off.]

[Until he notices the pile of stuff. A lot of stuff. Most of it means nothing to him... Then his eyes fall on a dragon-shaped figurine. An all too familiar figurine that was once a gift to him, some time ago. He gasps in surprise.]

That's mine, I'm sure of it...

nice!!

[sciencelizard]

[She jumps a little bit when she actually hears a voice, looking absolutely scared when someone is actually addressing her. Her eyes flick between him and her pile of assorted junk, and she tries to look as non-malicious as possible.]

Oh, uh, I'm s-sorry, uhm, which thing? I didn't, uh, mean to take something that b-belonged to someone. I'm used to just, uh, f-finding a lot of trash that nobody misses.

[Gosh, she feels bad, he seems so surprised. Did she accidentally take something really important oh gosh oh jeez]

great way to get those stray items!

[dragoon_pride]

[Kain notices how scared she seems. He can certainly be.. intimidating, tall and armored as he is. He tries not to be, though, after all this can't be her fault. He points toward the dragon figurine in the pile.]

A... friend... gave that to me back home. It's a very important possession of mine. [And, to further prove it...] There's a tag on the bottom of it which says 'To: Kain, From: Rosa'."

yesss

[sciencelizard]

[She picks it up, gingerly, turning it over to read the tag, and then blushing when he's actually right.]

Oh, uh, t-then I guess this is yours then!

[She holds it out to him, trying not to look too sheepish.]

Sorry. I uh, in m-my world, you usually have to root around if you want any new material. I didn't know, uhm, it belonged to anyone.

[dragoon_pride]

That's fine... it's not as if you could have known. A lot of people's items are appearing at random lately.

[Kain reaches for the figurine, looking it over closely. No damage. It looks exactly as it does when he last had it. It's always been a cherished possession of his, because of who it came from. He looks at the pile of stuff.]

There may be others' items in there as well, as a warning... So you create collections like this, where you're from?

[sciencelizard]

[He doesn't seem mad. That's nice. Maybe she should make a post of some sort on the network, if she finds things that look like... actual people's things. It'd be a shame to have someone looking all over for their stuff only for her to be disassembling it out of boredom.]

Well, uhm, in my world, we live underground like this, uh, too, so the only way to get i-inexpensive stuff was to find it in the garbage, where uh, s-stuff from the human world would fall down. So I'm used to just, uh, getting what I can, when it s-shows up, you know?

[Trying to explain this to another person feels... weird. It was just so accepted in the Underground, but 'rooting through trash for science stuff' sounds kind of terrible when she takes it out of context.]

[dragoon_pride]

[It does sound weird. But, well, so do a lot of things about other worlds. So Kain doesn't get too weirded out, even if he does raise an eyebrow at the the thought of going around poking through garbage for items.]

That seems somehow inefficient, to have to rely on whatever's thrown away. There's no way to reach the surface and find whatever you want that way?

[But he's certainly aware that it can be more complicated than that, not so easy to leave.]

[sciencelizard]

Well... n-no.

[She forgets, so quickly, that monsters don't really exist anywhere else. That what happened to them is a small footnote of a lost history.]

Our race was sealed underground t-thousands of years ago, by humans, because they were afraid of us. So we can't leave. The Barrier stops us from getting out. You need a human and a monster SOUL to e-escape, and seven human SOULs to b-break it.

[dragoon_pride]

How terrible, to be sealed away from the sky... But you don't seem like the sort of monster that needs to be sealed away.

[Which they technically are, here, but he's trying not to think about that too much. Though surprisingly, monsters aren't too unusual for Kain and he thinks about this for a moment.]

Not that it always works out too well, though. Where I'm from, there were vicious monsters on the surface that we often had to fight. Then there are the Eidolons, monsters who live in an underground world called the Feymarch... they're more reasonable, at least, to summoners.

[sciencelizard]

I've gotten the impression from other worlds that most humans think monsters are unstable creatures that can't be r-reasoned with. But monsters aren't like that at all. We c-can't even do damage to you if we don't want to. All monster magic is determined by intent.

[She imagines monsters must have gained such a painful connotation for humans because of legends about them. That the stories of monsters being scary came from the old, fake tales about monsters being vicious and the war.]

Humans are a-afraid of us because, uhm, if a human dies, a monster can absorb their SOUL. So they think we would kill them for p-power. But no one ever has.

alphys is a hoarder, news at 11

[fortunefavored]

[At current, Newt hasn't found any of his kaiju figurines that have happened to come through. He doesn't know they're there, so he hasn't looked. Though the years in the war and in Haven have taught Newt not to leave anything potentially useful laying about, lest it go unused. So if he spots something, he'll stop and take a look, and try and determine if it's worth taking.

At current, he's doing just that, and just happens to stumble upon a lizard monster doing the same. Newt slows to a stop, blinking at Alphys' pile of Things]

Uh...nice stockpile.

is this really a surprise to anyone

[sciencelizard]

[She whips around when she hears a voice, maybe a little too panicked for a second, and then realizes oh, she knows this human, it's fine. It's fine. Gosh, that's a hard reflex to break.]

T-Thanks. I was just, uh, gonna sort through this after I found some relevant p-pieces... but maybe there's a lot already.

[She fidgets, a little bit, giving a lopsided smile.]

Materials were, uhm, k-kind of scarce in the Underground, so, it helped to find g-good stuff and hang onto it until you needed it, you know?

not in the least

[fortunefavored]

I definitely, definitely know. [Newt huffs] We were basically working with whatever scraps we could scrounge up by the end of the war, especially once our funding got cut. You repurpose everything, you've got, right?

[he blinks, however, pausing as he seems to notice something in the pile of stuff]

Is that--? [frowning, leaning down to perhaps move some things out of the way.]

good

[sciencelizard]

Heh, y-yeah. In the Underground, we mostly got new resources when they, uhm, fell in f-from the human world. Humans throw out a lot, though, so there was... e-enough.

[She turns to see what he's looking for, though.]

Do you, uhm, s-see something of yours? Someone came by, uh, earlier, and found something...