Event Post: Everyone Chill

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for Tranquility's resurrection event!
Where: All around the city
When: December 27th-January 7th
Warnings: Absolutely nothing creepy or weird at all.

The revival of Tranquility on December 27th marks a vast - if temporary, and actually completely fake - change to the city. Upon awakening that morning, the inhabitants of Hadriel will find the city changed from its usual broken-down dour cave self into a sparkling, clean, delightful island city. Instead of being surrounded by hard stone walls, the city is surrounded by warm ocean waters and soft white sand beaches.

Gentle waves lap at the shore, the sky overhead is perfect, wide and open. The spires have been replaced by shining skyscrapers, the roads are clear of rubble and paved neatly. The stores are quaint, windows no longer broken, and the items inside have changed too. Instead of simple canned goods and strange clothing, you might find delicate pastries, cool drinks, fresh fruit, and flowy summer clothes to match the city. How nice! How calming, really. Didn't everyone need a vacation? So throw on some flip-flops, grab one of the mopeds that have been provided, and enjoy yourselves!

As the days go on, though, you might notice one or two odd things. Maybe the pretty sun hat you picked up looked, for just a moment, like a grubby old baseball cap instead. Maybe that beach ball is a little heavier than it should be. Maybe the shining wall of that skyscraper feels more like stone than glass. Maybe - just for an instant - the sky above was solid rock instead of the gentle, calming hues of the sunset.

While there is a mild compulsion toward calmness and tranquility, towards accepting the city for exactly what it seems to be, that can be ignored - and the illusion can be broken, if you choose to try. But do you really want to? Isn't that croissant much nicer than yet another can of beans? Wouldn't you rather relax at the beach than run around, trying to convince all your friends that this is just the gods getting inside their heads again in an even more creepy and all-encompassing way than usual?

Come on. Don't be a buzzkill.

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Comments

[burn_all_the_babies]

"Magic? What kinda magic? Lemme see!" Crawling on her scuffed and sliced knees, Tina waddled her way over towards Sans, pulling herself up using his leg as a rope, a very bony rope. She looked like something from a zombie movie, all cut up and dirty, crawling with her fingernails.

She was cool, though, she'd get over it.

"Do me a flava an' give a sista a ride? I just gots't get me a new engine, or two, or eight...teen." Counting on her fingers as she tried to work the maths out of how many certain parts she would need to make a stronger, faster, rocket fuel engine.

Maybe she should just go lay down for a while? The bump to her head had her a bit off... That, or maybe the effects of the new God was making it so she didn't really care about the huge bump to her head?

[skelebro]

Cripes, she's slippery. Half the time he don't expect her to go the routes she does, and she goes and scrambles up all over him with a profound lack of awareness for little things like "personal space." Not to say it ain't endearing in its own right, but it's a shift from damn near every other kid he knows. Arya, Chara, Frisk, they all get twitchy, jumpy, wary around someone who gets too close. Tina, on the other hand - she's the precise opposite. Don't seem so much that she's starved for affection as it simply don't occur to her.

Long as she don't scratch away that single HP of his, they're square. And she don't, so Sans chuckles as he revs up the thing and lets her scramble aboard.

"You sure you're doin' all right there, bud? Could always give ya a ride back to your place." She's lookin' a bit rattled for sure.

[burn_all_the_babies]

Tina made herself rather comfortable back there on Sans moped. Clicking her heels against the side of it and giving a 'yip-yip' sound, as if trying to get the thing to start. She wrapped her thin, dirty arms around Sans middle, he was right, she had no understanding of personal space unless of corse it was the other way around and someone was invading hers!

" Nooo~! I'm gud! I needs more parts first! Can always ride mahself to da crib when I gets all the loot I need!"

Maybe it was a bad idea after all, but Tina wasn't going to tell him that! She felt a bit funny, maybe the bump to her head, maybe the new Gods trick? Whatever it was, it could wait. There were rockets to build and speed limits to break!

[skelebro]

Welp. That's sure a progression from one thing to another. He lets it happen, uncomplaining, as he kicks off and sends them both puttering along for one of the garages. He ain't such a bad driver, but he definitely skirts the edge of what constitutes "safe driving" - making weird and risky turns, and maybe once or twice it feels like the world skips a bit, like maybe he took a shortcut of his.

It's probably nothing, though.

"I can drop you off by the clinic, y'know," he adds.