Who: bitty Fai and anyone
Where: backyard of Phanga 13
When: Any time during the day of June 26
Style: I will match
[It was a little disheartening to see all the time and work he had put into his backyard gardens get destroyed in the flood. But when you have nothing but time and are too young to work any sort of job you find yourself a lot more dedicated to projects like this.
Fai felt like he'd waited long enough for the soil to recover and had long since pulled up all of the dead plants. The potted members of the herb garden- the only survivors, and only thanks to his sylladex- were sitting on the porch along with the slew of sprouts, flowers and seeds he'll need to plant. If you happen to walk by Phanga 13 at any time today he'll be out there working to get his favorite place back to the way it should be.]
Who: Baby Yuui (AKA older Fai)
Where: Hiding near his home
Style: Will match
Yuui was terrified. The last thing he remembered was his brother falling to his death in front of him. But now all the bodies of everyone in the kingdom were gone and he was alone. He had found himself in a strange house and that had been terrifying enough. He had rushed outside, only to realize that things were even scarier out there. Now he was crouched behind some bushes, the very large shirt on his body was the only thing he wore and it hung loosely on the frail frame.
Long blond hair pooled around him and he wondered who had taken the time to bath him since he didn't appear to be dirty from being in the pit any longer. It was all far too confusing and the brightness of this place made it hard to focus. He turned back to the door and started to scramble back for the inside. At least there he could hide in darkness.
Who: A young Zahhak not named Equius plus ~Vatheon~
Where: Throughout the city
When: Throughout the day
Note: Darkleer is 4 sweeps old aka almost 9 years old in human terms.
For anyone trying to go about their business this morning, they might... not notice a very small "Ahen". It's very quiet. The next "Ahem" is just a bit louder, but it's the third they might notice someone is trying to get their attention.
It is a very young troll boy, some grub fat still in his cheeks and with long black hair that falls in front of his face and down to his very knees. The only thing he's wearing seems to be a tanktop that was obviously built for someone MUCH larger and taller than him; the bottom brushes his ankles. He's trying to seem taller than he is, very important you see! But it is failing due to a few reasons. One, his hair is in front of his face. Two, the look in his eyes makes it very clear that he is on the bare edge before he flips out. Three, there is an extremely tiny white pony following him around and chewing on his hair.
Watch out, 'tho- the large white bird one might see perched nearby seems like she means business.
"Ahem." Oh, looks like the young troll is ready to speak up! "By the order of the Alternian Empire, I order you to tell me where I am and what you have done with my lusus, along with anything else important." He keeps his chest puffed up for but a second before deflating. "I mean. Please?"
Scene 2 - Open
It looks like the young troll boy has stopped accosting random passerby for information. Now that it's noon, he can be found sitting on the plaza fountain with his two 'pets' with him.
Some brilliant local thought it a smart idea to give him an ice cream cone. Judging by the shattered cone all around and his hands dripping with ice cream, it's fairly obvious what happened. The large white bird is cooing and rubbing against his face. The miniature pony? A bit busy licking at the ice cream.
No, the boy isn't about to cry. That isn't why he's hiding his face behind his hair more than he was already. He's had a hard day, okay? Shut up.
Who: Johnny Rayflo
Jean Rayfluer and whoever~What:
The 14th Century man exploresWhen:
Monday (Mid morning, on)Where:
Starting in the plaza and working his way to the park (your choice)Style:
[The first thing he was supposed to do when he was lost was gather information...but talking to the people he found gave him nothing but the name of this place, not how he'd arrived here. It was an impossible place, to say the least....and he had a feeling it had some form of witchcraft behind it.
How else did a city thrive underwater?
His second dilemma and, admittedly, a less pressing one, was his attire. He was...indecently dressed and the clothes he did
have on seemed to hang off of him as though meant for a man with a larger build. Seeing as even suitably closing his undershirt (As that had to be what it was, it was far too thin) wasn't getting him anywhere close to decency, the man found a place that seemed to offer him an alternative. All of the clothing options were foreign, but he'd finally chosen a simple, blue, undershirt, and a white overcoat that the resident tailor had suggested.
The one thing he did keep that he'd found on his person was his sword which he tied to his hip, at least there would be one thing of familiarity. Now he needed to explore this strange place...perhaps there was a church here that could help him...or at least offer some form of comfort in a strange land.
When wandering had only led him to more confusion (and a rapidly growing conviction on his first assumption of devilry) he turned his attention to the one thing that seemed most normal: a bit of land full of trees and grass. At least nature never changed from place to place.
His mind racing with impossibilities, confusion, and prayers sent to the Lord for some sort of answer or sign, he went to do the one thing that calmed him every morning and night: his practice routines. Sword in hand, he poured his full concentration into the movements.]((OOC: All tags will be answered by not_yet_adam))
: ALL OF VATHEON!When
: Wednesday the 19th, all day!Where
: Up on the surfaceStyle
: [ ] for speedStatus
Fai had already gone up ahead and made all the necessary preparations. A battlefield had been marked out in an open area. Out of bounds areas were set up that housed the tents for making snow cones, as well as bleachers that could be considered safe from the war that was about to take place.
With the help of Nepeta, piles of snowballs and snow forts were already prepared for the days festivities. And in case anyone got too chilled, a tent with a heater was set up to take away some of the edge of those icy temperatures.
There was a light snow that continued to fall even though the sun was out, helping to take a little bit of the bitter coldness away. It was the perfect weather to have a snow ball fight! All that it needed was the participants and the spectators.( Teams are posted )OOC: This is a free for all, mingle post! There will be categories below that you can tag into that feature the actual snowball fight, the snowcones, post-war, and Open mingling. Feel free to do whatever you want even if you aren't part of a team!! If anyone wants to be a part of the snowball fight that didn't sign up, you totally can! Just jump right in.
Is it that time of the month already?
...No, today is not the start of shark week.
The Station Master's taken precautions to make this month's mingle party nice and laid back, after that rather magnetic week. Today, locals are all over the Plaza starting to put up the decorations for this strange holiday known as "Christmas", and they're more than happy to cheerfully rope any foreigner who doesn't look too busy into helping them.
The food tables are back, albeit with more drink than food. Hot chocolate,
gluhwein mulled wine, a huge bowl of fruit punch, you name it, it's there. Foodwise, there's snowflake shaped crackers with cheese and meats, shrimp cocktails, cups filled with green or red jelly, and plenty of cookies to go around.
Near the food tables are the two usual booths, one belonging to the Welcoming Committee, armed with all the information a newbie would want to know, and the other belonging to the Host Club, manned by all the male eyecandy you could ever need. Have they done something special for their booths this festive season? Better sashay their way and find out!
Walking around all the tables and booths is what looks to be a giant lobster(???) in a Santa suit handing out candy to anyone and everyone nearby. It seems the locals don't understand that it's "Santa Claus", not "Sandy Claws."
Finally, it looks like there's been a new addition to the plaza. Was that ice skating rink over there last night?? It certainly fits the theme, and the locals don't seem to be surprised. They'll even help you lace up those skates and take them for a spin. Bundle up and try not to fall too much!
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: Darkleer, some horses, and anyone who goes to visit his backyardWhere
: The backyard of the highblood hiveWhen
: Not too long after the petting zoo announcementStatus
: Anything you like
Initially, Darkleer had been content to keep his hands completely clean of the petting zoo escape. It had nothing to do with him. Hopefully the whole mess would be cleaned up soon.
And then one of his camerabots spotted the escaped horses and ponies.
Here we are. Him and a couple of horses in his backyard. They totally just wandered in here, he swears! He didn't lead them here. With robots bearing treats. Or anything. Really. He is as innocent as the day he was hatched.
Besides, he'd like something good for once. So anyone wandering past Darkleer's hive or going to check in on him or anything may just realize that there are two equines back there. A rather gorgeous painted horse
is content to munch on grass and occasionally be pampered by Darkleer. The other...
Goodness gracious that thing is tiny
. Compared to the giant that is Darkleer, it is even tinier. But it is a happy and excited little pony foal, prancing about excitedly. Guess who is head over heels in love with it? It is surely not the grown troll happily playing with it and giving it tentative little head pets.
God he loves horses.
Also, sons, he may or may not have shoved the Chocobos inside the living room so Darkleer the Chocobo would stop bothering Darkleer the troll's new darlings. Dural at least is well behaved and just occasionally perches on the horse's back.
who: Duke and anyone
where: stores, library, island elevator - Zelda's house locked to Zelda's household
when: Wed 11/14 (evening)
what: Duke tried to cheer himself up by sitting in the sun. It didn't work out for him.
[ style ]
[ Nice sunny days are supposed to be good for cheering people up, right? Right.
This may be why Duke is a rather uncomfortable shade of lobster red when he makes his escape from the island. Guess who lost track of time and ignored that burning sensation? This guy. So much for a better mood, he's getting close to miserable. Sunburns are nasty.
He's going to spend some time hiding in the library, looking through other ways to deal with sunburns - and quite possibly getting distracted by other books while he's there - then heading off to stores to see if there was anything pre-packaged to deal with his burns.
He'll return to Zelda's house with his burn when it gets dark, though. Because dark means cold and while its kinda nice, given the heat he probably is giving off right now, he'd rather not let that cold sink in. ]