Entries tagged with {kanda yuu}

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Who: Lenalee and brave rescuers (and presumably Chrys and Ptou at some point)
When: Day 82, late evening/night (forward-dated!)
Where: Third floor common area
What:

[Goodness only knows what things keep a person up at night. It does seem quite the nice night to be kept up, however; the air smells cleaner, the sky is a lovely navy blue, you aren't being bothered by anyone (though if your ears are sharp, that muffled yelling from outside a little earlier could have been a little off-putting). Gosh, what a peaceful night. Right up until a rattled-looking girl comes careening into the common area from outside, leaving the glass doors flung open to the night behind her while she visibly panics.]

Lavi! Kanda!

[Well. To be fair, what's the chance that either of those names are yours? Unfortunately, even if they aren't, Lenalee continues to address the room at large (thankfully at a lower volume).]

Something's wrong, I need help!

(ooc: Hello, Thusia! You are now being recruited for an abrupt "rescue situation" following this unfortunate series of events.)

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Who: everyone and tinies
When: Day 73, morning!!!
Where: 5th floor open area
What: things to do

[some of you might have actually gone to bed at a reasonable time. for those who did and are awake this morning, you'll find a warm fragrant breeze circulating through the third and fourth floors of the building which seems to call your attention gently upwards. if you follow the pull, you'll find blankets and low tables spread across the floor of the fifth level. On and around them, you will find kites of every description imaginable as well as the material to make and decorate your own if you're inclined.

The wind here is steady and warm with enough strength to hold a kite up without pulling it from tiny hands (though if an adult or more adventurous tiny picks up a few of the stunt kites and gliders, they may find the wind will pick up enough to lift them from their feet occasionally).

There are also plates of scones with chocolate, jam, or cheese fillings.

It's almost as if someone is encouraging you to play for a while.]

[Intro: Robin]

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[Deaging Event Start!]

Who: Leedin, people who do favors for gods, gawkers. The usual
When: Day 72, evening
Where: 4th floor, near the shrines
What: De-aging event and an industrious goddess.

[You might hear the click and clatter of wood against wood near the shrines. Leedin is working at a spinning wheel. Of course, most people don't manipulate several others via magic as they go.]

I have been asked to assist in the cleaning of the public spaces. If you wish to assist me, please take a spindle -- a full one -- and carry it with you. It will temporarily remove some of the elapsed time of your life and store it within the thread. After a couple of days, I should have enough to restore one of the buildings here. Or another space.

[She stops work and swaps out the full spindles for empty ones.]

Also, do be careful until I have finished. This sort of work does… relax… the way that time flows. There may be pockets of odd effects in less settled areas.

[OOC: Rules

[Taking an spindle will cause you to regress in age. It will be a full, physical change: any scars, tattoos, missing limbs, magical transformations, etc. will be reversed if you age your character down past when those happened.

[Characters can either mentally stay the same age they are, or age up/down to match their new physical age. Similarly, memories of being an adult may be vague or even impossible to remember for children. Your call -- whatever's fun. Whether they retain the memories of being de-aged after the fact is up to you.

[Leedin will take care of details like clothing, because that's in her domain, and she's a neat freak like that. The effect will also wear off if they return a spindle to her (or you can join later).

[Characters not inclined to volunteer when goddesses ask for donations can be caught in a pocket of odd time.

[This will last an OOC week.]

Dream Post

Who: Dreamers
When: Day 70, All day and night
Where: Anywhere
What: Dream post!

[Perhaps you have all been dreaming of floods for a while now? That would really be no surprise, all things considering. But today any flood waters that enter your dream won't come with torrents of rain, just a slow and ceaseless rise of the tides.

But that really isn't the remarkable thing. What is far more likely is that you will find yourself in someone else's dream, or maybe someone strange in yours? Will you even recognize it's all a dream or will you question what happened when you wake later? Who knows.]

((OOC: DREAM POST!

For those of you who have never participated in a dream post, everyone interested in running a character's dream posts a top level comment and people comment to that to be in that character's dream. There are basically no rules about how it works! Be a lucid dreamer, don't be, figure it out halfway through, push and pull between who controls the dream. w/e have fun! If you need an OOC excuse to be asleep you can totally assume Rew's power just made your character unreasonably tired at some point. Solitary dreamers will find ocean waters rising in and drowning out their dreams, but Rew won't be making any appearances in this post.))

Thusia, Roll Out

Who: Everyone
When: Day 68-69, Very late night into early morning
Where: HQ... sort of...
What:

[ Late into the night, after your wild riotings and what not, you may find your steps a little more unsteady than usual while trying to get back to wherever you're sleeping. Maybe it's the alcohol in your system, or maybe it's just HQ slowly, very slowly, lifting out of the water, up and up until it breaches straight through the canopy of the trees that had once surrounded it. Then it starts moving sideways.

The trip lasts most of the night and those conscious for it can watch HQ move for a good few miles before beginning to slow and descend once more. As it does, those looking out the window can see, briefly, the top of another giant fairy light in the distance and a shattered dome much like the HQ's underneath it.

In the end, HQ settles into the sprawling canopy of an especially ginormous tree, where along the top of the trunk the branches split in such a way that the building can nestle pretty tightly inside. All told the trunk of this tree and the supporting branches are actually wider than HQ itself, and though they definitely press apart at the bulk of the HQ, they don't seem to be in any danger of giving way. Actually, the long term concerns should probably be the tree getting a little too attached to the HQ and never letting go.

But no matter! For now, at least, it is quite safe, and will be leaking water out of the bottom layers for a little while. Going outside will reveal that level one is massive, and many plants are still clinging to the outside (and inside, if any venture down there). The engines that were found on level two follow all the way down the corners of the building.

Inside the HQ, Level 3 is drained relatively quickly, leaving behind a damp mess--moss and gunk--but nothing seems too alarming otherwise. Except for, perhaps, the fact that there seems to be a slight tilt to the HQ.

It's only a few degrees, really, not even enough to be like climbing a shallow hill. Flat objects probably won't slide around much, but round ones will, and any eggs fried are definitely going to run annoyingly to one side of the pan for as long as the HQ is in the tree.

When the sun rises, everyone in all their hangover glory is going to get a nice full blast of unbarred sunshine. Isn't that a great wake up call?

And finally, anyone near the vicinity of the shrines will note that Zhen Ji's sphere falling to the ground and rolling off, a faint and exhausted 'fuck' mumbled in the same area. ]

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Who: Anyone
When: Day 66, Morning through afternoon
Where: 3rd floor, in the common room and on the balcony
What: EXPLOSIONS AND/OR CLEAN UP

[If you're lucky enough to be watching the Hellions at work over the previous night, then you'll also be lucky enough to witness the impressive series of explosions that send a number of the trees outside crashing into the flood waters below. Of course, they also send clouds of brightly colored glitter pluming into the air. Everyone can thank Ptou for that. As the trees crash down, anyone foolish enough to remain on the balcony runs the risk of getting hit with a glittery, eel filled tidal wave. (Hopefully you've scattered or been scooped up by someone capable of flight).

For anyone coming by later in the day, the area outside the balcony looks much clearer now that the surrounding forest has been thinned. There may be hellions and their support crew still lingering around; maybe sorting through their kills and plant life to prepare a sacrifice for healing, or maybe the hellions are manipulating gravity to lift great chunks of charred and soggy wood from the water. Or maybe they're yelling at Ptou about the glitter that's stubbornly staying caught in their hair again.]

[[Multi-time post so anyone should be able to react. :|a Just note in your subject or action tag when you're showing up to it.]]

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Who: Hellions, their back-up, onlookers
When: Day 65, Night
Where: The balcony and the jungle
What: Demolition

[Some flood, huh! Some people may still be rushing around getting their valuables moved up to the drier fourth level, but some of Zhen Ji's hellions have begun to mobilize. A table has been drug out from somewhere and completely covered in a pile of explosives. Haphazardly made chains of fairy lights have been readied for use in the dark jungle night. The hellions themselves are nearby at first, discussing the plan of attack with each other and any members of back-up teams they may have brought. As they come to their conclusions, several head right into the trees with a load of explosives while other remain to guard the explosives or watch for the threat of approaching wildlife.]

[[Hellions are gonna be bringing down trees! I'll be putting up a comment header for pre-explosion discussion and one for explosions/harassing people keeping guard so it should hopefully be easy to jump in where you like.]]

Well......

Who: Everyone
When: Day 65, Evening into night (and probably well into morning)
Where: Level 3
What: That went well...

krRBOOom

[So, apparently appeals to S'vx's better nature didn't go as hoped, and now, with a great crack of thunder, the windows of Level 3 have shattered. Added to that, some of the looming clouds have appeared inside the level 3 common areas, which are starting to cover everything in sheets of rain.

With the waters pretty much risen up to the level 3 balcony and nearly to the top of the stairs, and with water really starting to back up in the pipes and trash chutes in the apartments, it is probably time to figure out where you want to move if you haven't been working on that already, because soon that water is going to have no where else to go.

At least there are plenty of empty stores and rooms on the 4th level that people can retreat to until this problem is solved. That theater building (D) looks especially roomy.]

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Who: Albinia and YOU
When: Day 64, noonish
Where: Shrine Area
What: A story.

[As promised, Albinia is sitting in the shrine area. The temperature might be a bit cooler there, but that's more for the snakes' discomfort than any of you.]

[And she's just calmly waiting for people to gather.]

[Mingle | Storytime! | Questions]

((OOC: You can handwave your character having been here to hear the story, even if you can't really post here yourself.))

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Who: EVERYONE
When: Day 63, Evening (Backdate)
Where: EVERYWHERE
What:

[Tonight, under each door on the third level, there's a simple note. On the fourth floor, because of the flooding, there's a charcoal note and a single posting on the noticeboard by the fountain.

The handwriting, notably, is in a natural looking Comic Sans-like script. If that wasn't enough of a give away. It's been dusted with glitter.

If that's not a give away, there's stick figures of Albinia addressing a crowd, with a little speech bubble filled with hearts and flowers.

If that's not a give away, below that is a simple poem:

"Our great scientist of frost
Has invited us to gather
To a story of what was lost
Without the boorish blather.

Take heed of the coming noon
When the sun is just past peak.
I sing ye this urgent tune:
It's the truth she claims to speak."

But mostly, the thing that identifies that Ptou put this under your door is on the back side of each notice is a cartoonish, heart dotted scrawl "~Eizon is a dick~"]

((OOC Note: Albinia will be doing an IC event talking about Thusian history Wednesday, 7PM EST

I will pick up threads tomorrow to play with all responders, but for now, feel free to use this as a directed mingle.

Pretend I'm good at poetry.))

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Who: Everyone
When: Day 64, any time/all day
Where: The common area
What: A mingle, but some fun things as well :3c

[When you make your way into the common area today, you'll find a minibar with a lovely arrangement of booze bottles laid out. On another table to the side, there's a mixture of various art supplies--paints, paper, scissors, glue, etc. If you're thorough enough to look under both tables, you'll also find a generous supply of fireworks.

In front of all this is a sign in an elaborate, flowing script]

On the house. Give me a boost? ♥

~K

P.S. Snakes aren't fond of fire

[So how about some stress relief while you work out ways to not drown, Thusia. It's your civic duty.]

(( If you choose to drink the booze, it comes with 100% opt-in status effects! Some are creativity/inspiration stimulants (You want to make all the things. You can SEE them, man, there are COLORS in the AIR), some are aphrodisiacs, and some are just her normal, ridiculously strong alcohol. You will get drunk. ))

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Who: Henrietta and visitors
When: Day 62, Late Morning
Where: the library
What:

[well it looks like Henrietta has finally gotten around to the library...

The space itself is divided into two sections, the library proper—wall to wall bookcases, though, not with many books on them— and a long wooden table placed in the middle with wooden chairs spaced on either side.

Past the division, which appears to be the remnants of the stone wall, appears to be a study area. The back and right walls and are lined with two more long wooden tables. The southwest corner seems to be devoted to a couple of comfortable armchairs.

In on of these, Henrietta herself is draped across the arms, legs thrown over the side. Her pale blond hair is braided and pinned back in a coil and she looks... pleased?

So far none of the rain seems to have made it in, but really. How long is that going to last?]

((right now the only books on the shelves are ones written by the Thusian residents themselves! There is a rough list here. That will change in the future))

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Who: You and ...?
When: Day 62, Early Morning
Where: HQ
What: :)

[It’s during that overlap of dusk and dawn when the sound starts: a low treble growl, closer to a husky hissing that begins to filter in through the walls of the HQ. No matter where you are, you will find yourself stirring to the sudden feeling of being alone, in the dark, uncertain and very afraid. Throughout the hallways floors are little puddles of water here and there, as if something had been tracking in the pouring rain outside. Do you investigate?

The sound moves as if it is traveling through the walls themselves (which is a silly idea…right?) and if you’re willing to follow it, seems to be heading towards the baths…

(OOC: Event time! Feel free to mingle, or if you're brave enough, head to the baths...)

EDIT: IF YOU INVESTIGATE, YOU'RE ALLOWING ME PERMISSION TO POSSIBLY HURT YOU.

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Who: everyone
When: Day 59, eveninggg - night
Where: everywhere
What: MINGLING

[so whatever weird unconscious game experiences you may have had sure were a doozy huh]

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Unconcious Event 2

Who: Sleepers
When: Day 59, morning
Where: In Slick and Lavi's Unconscious
What: Unconscious games

( Cut for repeating text )

((ETA: Since time hasn't moved otherwise, Saturday's event can go here too))

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Who: Anyone
When: Day 58, Evening
Where: Anywhere
What: Mingle

[Once the dark haired goddess and the wolfish-things clear out, there are still a few bodies left behind.

And it is also around this time that a steady rain begins to pour outside. The sky is slate gray with a dark and even cloud cover. And after it's been raining for about an hour, the mist that usually moves in at night arrives several hours early, hiding the forest floor.

All in all, it's dark and difficult to see out there.]

----ELSEWHERE----

[As with before, there's a lady with nine very fluffy tails and foxlike ears in the kitchen on the third floor, cooking up a storm. Ran does love to cook, after all. If you're sensitive to spices, you may notice that whatever she's cooking smells hot.

Because what Ran is making this time, in addition to the usual soba and udon noodles, is mapo tofu. It's very, very hot.

Thankfully, she's thoughtfully put the tofu out in different bowls labeled by their spiciness. The milder ones aren't too bad at all, but if you get towards the hotter end, well... it might be literally too much for some humans to take.

Hope you have plenty of milk and bread on hand.]

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Who: an old god
When: Day 58, afternoon
Where: Level 3 common area
What:

[today in the common room there is a slim, black-haired woman with green eyes standing in the middle of the room. She’s holding a shepherd's crook, but the creatures surrounding her aren’t sheep—they look like wolves, covered in black scales, with saber-like horns and ray-like tails.

there’s howling in the distance and the sense of a great amount of activity in the natured parts of HQ. Down the hall one of the creatures drags a body—a blonde girl some may recognize, Zelda—to its mistress’ feet, leaving a red trail behind it.

The woman kneels, throwing her arms around its neck and burying her face against its scales, murmuring]

Things are finally being put back in their place.

((COMMENT HERE if you have a dropped character. Otherwise ping Yuri in IRC for any questions and have at it!))

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Who: Nova, Zexion, anyone
When: Day 58, Late Morning/Early Afternoon
Where: Level 3 common area
What:

[There are a pair of teenagers taking up space in here today. One looks like he's just some chainsmoking jerk (accurate). The other looks much more together and approachable, dressed neatly and carrying himself with a calm, if serious attitude. Both of them are trying to get your attention, but it's the chainsmoking jerk who speaks up first, loud enough for anyone nearby to hear.]

Oi, I know this isn't some proper fucking meeting, but there's some serious shit that everyone deserves to know about going on right now. Some new, fucked up jungle sickness that's starting to turn up. We need to talk to anyone who knows someone that's slipped into a coma, and anyone who's interested in how to help with people who have.

[The calmer of the two clears his throat, leveling an even look at him]

. . . And we can explain what we know about it even if you don't know a victim or want to help.

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Who: people..
When: Day 57, EVENING....INTO NIGHT! EVENINGNIGHT. TWO FOR ONE.
Where: wherever you wanna be
What:

[ what a swell looking mingle you are

don't mind me if i jump you. ]

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Who: New kid
When: Day 57, Early morning
Where: Shrine room
What: Sleep deprivation and a ~~rather late~~ intro

[It's hard to get back to sleep when some of you still have terrible hangovers and a mischievous goddess seems determined to take advantage of every moment you fall asleep to play pranks.

Come sleepless zombies, let's see who is awake enough to hear the rustling around in the shrine room as the latest newbie pops in.

Of course, you may be confused, since he does happen to look exactly like another of the residents... plus some raggedy Exorcist pants and minus all those demon-y bits. Alma is curiously observing some of the more strange looking shrines.

This afterlife is really strange.]