Gohan + you.Where:
Western bay of the island. When:
All day Wednesday.Style:
Hours of swimming, cataloguing the small saltwater fish, and Gohan finally spies a prize. Living in the city -- a living, thriving city -- is interesting in that they have everything ready-made. No need to sew your own clothes, grow or catch your own food, no need to even entertain yourself, really.
All the same, being surrounded by water gave him a terrible craving for fresh fish, and the only way to really ensure
the fish was fresh was to do it the way his father had taught him. ( Read more... )
Characters: Fish Olympics participants
and those who would like to
laugh at them
cheer them on!Location:
OPEN, threadjack away![The natives were rather insistent at shoving people towards the center plaza this night. Very insistent indeed. So insistent it is rather hard to escape their grabby hands.
And when they've gathered as many foreigners as they can, they tell everyone the teams.
It's with a smile that the foreigner who seems to be in charge of this all says 'Good luck, teams! And please, be teams.' but then he is waving them off to go meet each other.
Also to hand out betta fish. Try not to lose your fish already, alright?]
Angelo and all of Vatheon.Where:
All over the plaza, mainly at the local restaurants (feel free to specify any locations).When:
Afternoon into evening (backdated to the 1st and again, feel free to specify).Style:
Either first or third, I don't mind.Status:
Very open![After having to deal with a day of having to be pulled from what he was doing back home to an entirely new town, then ending up soaking wet on top of it, he wasn't in the best of moods at first. Once he finds a local restaurant to go in though, he gets himself a nice drink of red wine to sooth his irritation while seated at one of the tables. What anyone who finds him will notice right away is he looks like a certain someone, except his clothes are quite different as is his hair being much longer with a different shade altogether. His voice is vastly different too. He'll also be carrying a rapier in its hilt hanging off his hip belt, while on the other side there's a bow in a type of holder tied on said belt. He may be speaking to no one in general as well, primarily to himself if you have to name someone.]
If I knew I was going to be dragged from home, I would have brought more with me. Ah well, c'est la vie I suppose. At least I'm able to enjoy this wine, I couldn't ask for anything better. Though I wonder what else there is to do in this town. Hmmm. I'll have to see for myself, won't I?[For the rest of the day, that is exactly what he's doing. Heading out of the place he's in, he goes out to other various restaurants mainly and stores to see how things are, also finding more ways to get dry (even though he did use the towels he obtained to dry himself off with). Small towels were not enough for him, if only he had the Sizzle spell he could dry off immediately. Instead, he decided to try having fun in town.]
Lloyd and anyone who might be interestedWhere:
Backdated to the curse weekStyle:
Dammit, not again![Lloyd glares at the two broken sticks in his hand, frustration mounting. Ever since this curse started, he's been breaking everything. He'd always thought being super strong would be really cool.
It's not. ( Not when you can't control it. )
Mami Tomoe (goldenflint
) and YOUWhere:
I wrote in prose but I will follow you!Status:
Open like my heart~
She stood there, paralyzed in shock as the witch loomed in for the kill. All she did was blink. One blink and she wasn't staring death in the face anymore. She wasn't in the Witch's Barrier with Madoka and Sayaka, who were witnessing how once a powerful Puella Magi fell to her doom. Mami gave a start, finally noticing how soaked her Puella Magi outfit was. Even changing back into her school uniform did nothing to dry her clothes nor her hair.
' was the first thought that came to mind. She turned to look around at her surroundings, not recognizing each building, each little store she saw. What made the sight more odd was the glowing coral in the middle of everything. Mami felt a slight tingle at the back of her left hand, giving a gasp when she saw a mark of some sort on her skin, like she was branded by someone.
No, this wasn't a work of a witch. Her Soul Gem would have reacted to the changes, gone crazy at all of this. So, if this wasn't a witch then...
"Where on earth... am I?"