Who: Disciple and Summoner
When: Current
Where: Deep in the forest up on the Island.
Style: Whichever you prefer
Status: Closed, Message us if you want in.

[A certain oliveblood can be seen toting a picnic basket through the forest. Her path takes her off the normal trails, and into the very heart of the forest, where she arrives at a small glade. Disciple makes a show of setting down the basket and pulls a blanket out from inside it. She carefully spreads it on the forest floor, and takes out the other contents of the wicker container: A box of slightly green-looking chocolate cupcakes. Setting them down, she sits on the blanket and speaks out loud to herself, easily loud enough for the local animals to hear her.]

Oh my. Here I am with these delicious cupcakes, and I seem to have packed too many for just me. I certainly hope I can find someone to share these with.

[Subtle, Disciple. Subtle.]

Who: A visibly bothered momma Axel and YOU
When: Sometime around sundown today, I guess
Where: Park
Style: I'll match
Status: Ongoing and open

This past week has been a train wreck, though Axel would go so far as to call that an understatement. The curse had been fine at the start, and he'd even contacted the entire dome about it all for the sake of some harmless entertainment, but as the days went on he found it more and more difficult to talk, namely with certain people. Of course, the unexpected arrival of a certain someone did nothing to alleviate his stress.

Thankfully that week is done and with it the curse. Still bothered by various thoughts, however, he leaves the apartment right at sundown... with three little ones following behind him: a yellow, red, and a light blue chocobo. He doesn't mind it. It fact, part of the reason why he's out anyway is that he can give them some fresh air. It's better than them camping in his hair all day.

Once at the park, he finds a quiet spot at the edge of the nearby pond to sit and watch the little birds frolic about, pecking at the ground and fluttering their tiny wings. But something's clearly distracting him. At one point he has to stand and just pace, because his body doesn't want to sit still. What's supposed to happen now, he wonders? With Sora and Roxas, Namine and Kairi and even Riku all here--

Now that Saix is here, what's going to happen?

It's the sound of peeping and rustling in the tall grass which snaps Axel out of his thoughts and makes him glance over in time to see that the red chocobo has climbed up on a rock and accidentally fallen into the water. Even as shallow as the water is, for a little guy, the pond might as well be an ocean.

"Hey," he calls out just as he hurries over to wade through the water and scoop up the bird before it hurts itself. If you happen to be wandering by, don't mind him. Or one of the baby chocobos coming over to say hello at your feet.

Who: Gamzee Makara and The Signless.
When: Backdated to some time after this post.
Where: Park, lets say the park.
Style: Whichever, brah
Status: Closed.


This afternoon finds Gamzee in the park, sprawled out on his back next to the small pond. His sneakers are laying besides him, discarded in the grass, and his long skinny legs are trailing in the water. The cuffs of his pants had been rolled up to his knees rather clumsily; by now one had already completely unravelled again, trailing in the water of the pond, but Gamzee clearly wasn't too bothered.

Probably cause it is pretty hard to give a shit about things when you got your favourite drugs right next to you.

One bottle of faygo sits opened and half drank next to a half eaten pie. Occasionally Gamzee breaks off a small piece of the pie crust, tossing it blindly into the lake for the big, rather fat goose swimming lazy circles in the water, occasionally diving under the nip at Gamzee's toes. Early today he had managed to unearth his portable music player from the bottom of his sylladex in a surprising twist, as he had completely forgotten he even owned the thing, and it lays on his chest while Gamzee listens to the music blasting into his auricular shells.

Ah, wasn't today a perfect day?