Who: Rita Mordio, Open
Where: Central Plaza (possible moving to ensue
When: March 2nd, 2012
Style: Third person prose
Status: Open!

Another day, another arrival, so it seemed. A teenage girl, dressed in red with hair of red. Soaked, as it always was with newcomers. This one seemed freaked out as she looked around - as often happened.

"What on earth? This... I've never been here before. And I shouldn't just... Wait, how did I... Why am I wet?!"

And then, she looked to find someone to get answers from - a sensible first reflex, really. Though she looked to be not just confused, but angry - which could cause problems...

Who would be the first to chance it talking to the latest newcomer to Vatheon?

Who: Gorthan, Open.
Where: The Grand Library.
When: March 3rd, in the late morning.
Style: Prose or anything you like better.
Status: Open.

Since his arrival in Vatheon, Gorthan had mostly kept to himself and to the large apartment he had occupied, only ever going out to visit the coral to replenish himself with energy - Coolflaming anyone was too risky, when he was still trying to assess what sort of place he had ended up in. Vatheon was most strange, and yet, as Gorthan had guessed during his first moments there, strangely reminiscent of the Pit, Evron's prison planet where genetic experiments were conducted. Only, of course, infinitely more comfortable, as the residents were given almost literally everything that they wished for. Was it even worse a prison because of that...?

There was no way to know for sure quite yet. Gorthan's inquisitive mind was forced to recognize that all that was left to do was revel shallowly on the surface of things, which presented an incredibly diverse and colorful population, from more different worlds than Gorthan could ever hope to count. Those worlds... Some part of Gorthan, that vastly repressed one that was always craving for fantasy and escapism, wished to know their stories. All of them.

Today, Gorthan's steps took him towards the majestic building of the Grand Library. While he was at first drawn to it by the stately architecture, what he found inside made him gasp in awe.

Because for all of its power extending through many galaxies, the Evronian Empire could never hope to compile a library comparable to this one. Gorthan's sight was thoroughly filled with books, as far as his eyes could see. Truly it was deserving of the title of 'Grand'...

... Which meant that Gorthan was now torn in two. Were those stories truly worth learning? Or would that literature from other worlds than Evron just pollute his thoughts of war and destruction and cause him to betray his ultimate goal?

While he was already well past the entrance, the Evronian conqueror simply stood paralyzed before the world of books extending before him, unsure whether he should walk back or lose himself to his curiosity and imagination.

Who: Akechi Mitsuhide (wavesoakedlegs) and Chōsokabe Motochika (behisstrength).
Where: Akechi-Chōsokabe home.
When: Today, early hours of the morning (2AMish).
Style: Prose.
Status: Closed.

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Who: Shizuo, Zelda, Zelos
Where: Ordo 3
When: March 3rd, not long after Zelda spoke with Izaya
Style: I CAN'T REMEMBER WHICH
Status: Semi-closed, if people would have a reason to be there then that's cool I guess

Zelda had grown angry again on her way home from the park. Sure, she didn't think that Izaya was a monster, but she also didn't think that he was necessarily a good person. Not anymore, at least. Oh, she would accept him if Shizuo seemed happy and if he never did something like that to Sola again, but she didn't like it. The way everything had fallen into place for him was absolutely maddening and it took a great deal of her willpower to not attempt to throw it all into chaos.

He deserved it, but Shizuo didn't. She sighed heavily as she got close to her house, wondering if Zelos was up yet.

Who: Bugs Bunny OPEN
Where: Forest, by his rabbit hole
When: March 3rd mid-morning through afternoon
Style: Prose but I can match you!
Status: OPEN

( Peanut Vendor Serenade )

Who: Hashiba Hideyoshi, OPEN
Where: Central plaza
When: March 3rd, just after sunset.
Style: Prose preferred.
Status: Open!

( A wet monkey walks into a jamjar... )

Who: The Handmaid/Demoness, OPEN
Where: Nearest comfortable bench
When: Now!
Style: Pick and I'll match
Status: OPEN!

It was... disconcerting, the way the world was tilting. Land was not supposed to tilt that way. She sat down on a nearby bench, almost instantly falling over. Maybe... just a moment. Just rest for a moment before getting back up and working.

Just... a....

who: the grand highblood & you
where: someplace between the ordo neighborhood and the plaza.
when: march 3rd, early evening.
style: any is fine
status: open


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