Who: Amaterasu, Kurow, and any hot babes YOU!
Where: The square
When: All day
Status: Open
Style: Action

[How have the animals affected Amaterasu and her usual antics? Not much at all, if her trotting about with Kurow in tow today is any indication. The animals are occasionally herded away from mischief, but the two of them seem more interested in a more competitive pursuit.

Ammy will be trotting about, attempting to win over the local ladies with cute whines and dirty tricks such as rolling onto her back to get belly rubs. She’s quite a smash hit, especially with the younger girls! Kurow, on the other hand, gravitates to older ladies of a more refined appearance. With a raised chin, he floats on over and tosses his hair as he speaks confidently, but the fruits of his efforts are varied by the fact that 1) he's short (that's not classy at all) and 2) he's too young to leave that sort of impression. But hey, they must consider his antics cute, because most of them stop to humor him—and for that, he's far from being discouraged.

They seem to pause, at times, to talk to one another about their triumphs (but never their failures), having a typical boasting contest as most boys do about impressing girls. There are opportunities, naturally, to approach the two and ask them more directly what they’re doing... or, of course, if you’re a pretty lady, you’re very likely to be approached first. I mean, why mess with plain old animals when you can chill with a totally cool sun goddess dog? Oh and that cute but weird blonde kid, that too.]

Who: Selphie the big loner.
Where: The Plaza.
When: Afternoon.
Style: Whatever! I'm happy with any!
Status: Open like a can of tuna?

 

What was with this place? Selphie knew the pattern of comings and goings well enough. But this time, it was too much. One of her best friends had gone home, and the other was fast asleep, with no sign of waking up any time soon.

Suddenly, Selphie feels quite abandoned.

And this, after a week of a curse that was fake. That time she could get over it, especially with Rinoa's help. She'd been haunted by images of Squall and Rinoa leaving her, and was so frightened of being alone. Now, she really is alone.

Selphie's sitting in the plaza with her acoustic guitar on her knee. She's not really singing, just quietly humming along to the soft melody that she's strumming on the instrument. She's not half bad, actually, and she's likely to sit there playing for some time.

 

Who: Angelo and anyone in Vatheon.
Where: The Plaza.
When: Early afternoon into the rest of the day.
Style: First/Action.
Status: Open!

( tremendous amounts of paint )

Who: Chibiterasu and the bubble!
Where: The main plaza, or alternatively a less public location of your choosing.
When: Starting in the morning and lasting aaaaaall day.
Style: Starting action tags, but I will follow your preference!
Status: Opennnnnnnnnnnn

( At the plaza! )


( A less public location. )

Who: Labrys and You
When: Afternoon
Where: Somewhere in the plaza
Style: Whatever floats your boat
Status: Open!

[Improper Shutdown Detected. Restarting System...

Possible water damage to system. Running diagnostic scan for errors... No errors found.

Global Positioning System is out of date. Scanning for update... No updates found.

System will start shortly...]

Nngh...did I go and get myself hacked again? The nerve of that guy...

[A robot in a school uniform with white blouse and houndstooth skirt frowns, slowly getting up from the ground. This place is unfamiliar to her, and she can't figure out where it is in regards to her last location.]

Mitsuru-san? You around?

[Or maybe possibly...]

Yu? Chie? Teddie? Anybody?

[She's worried. Without her friends, what will people think of her? Are they gonna try to take her away? Shut her down because she's dangerous?

No. She's gonna stand up for herself. She's more than a weapon.]

Who: Darkleer and anyone/everyone
When: Saturday, starting in the morning and lasting far into the night
Where: The plaza
Style: Any, will follow
Status: Open

He wakes up that morning feeling... calm, in a way. No, calm isn't the word. Darkleer isn't quite sure what his feelings are doing, but it isn't something objectionable. It's almost hardly noticeable as he goes about a regular morning minus two adolescent highbloods. And at some point, he finds himself needing to leave the hive on some minor errand, something he could do at a later time but he simply decides to get it out of the way sooner. It brings him towards the area of the plaza...

And in the plaza, by the sprawling mass of the coral Lamufao, he pauses.

In his memories, he recalls someone who would lazily sprawl against him and drawl out things to tease him. He remembers a warm shoulder beneath his palm who'd lean against him now and then. Darkleer remembers other people, people who have never been here but he thinks maybe there's a slim chance they could be...

Deciding that his errand can wait for now- it isn't going anywhere, Darkleer knows- he goes over to one of the benches in the center of the plaza and takes a seat.

That's where he stays the entire day, and well into the night, just watching and waiting. He has a very long life, after all.

A long life and so much patience.

Who: Amaterasu and ~YOU~
Where: By Lamufao or throughout Vatheon
When: August 13th, afternoon to evening
Style: Action
Status: Open!

[Amaterasu's journey home meant a lot. She returned, finished off Yami, and ascended to the Celestial Plain. She stayed there, restoring it, and sent her son to Nippon when it was in danger yet again, so that she could continue to repair the damage to the heavens.

One of the things she was definitely not expecting? Showing back up in Vatheon! She looks around, surprised, and shakes her fur dry. She's got a much healthier glow to her than before, and those who believe in gods can easily see her more elegant markings of divinity. In fact, after the whole ordeal, many people who didn't believe in gods may be seeing more than usual!

Ammy is definitely interested in meeting back up with everyone and seeing if they're alright. Though it's been a few years for her, everything looks exactly as it was. Wibbly wobbly timey-wimey? Hmm. The first order of business is to check her house, but she wastes no time in dashing through the streets, exploring all of the main areas, hoping to run into friends.]

Who: The invading Yami, Those who become brush gods, and other fighters on the Island.
Where: The Island
When: Saturday (all day)
Style: Action
Status: Open!

[After a whole evening of fighting, Yami finally relinquishes something - an orb of light that was ripped from Amaterasu. It's the power of Bloom, and it finds its host in leu of Amaterasu.

There is hope, now. With the power of bloom, the core can be exposed and progress can be made in this fight. Cooperation is key, and timing is crucial.

↪ Last leg of the First Form. In the morning, Yami's first form struggles to hold on. Bloom, Rejuvenation, and Power Slash are released.

↪ The Second Form. After a long battle, the sun should be rising... but there's a shroud of darkness over the sky, and Yami changes shape instead of succumbing to defeat. With aid of the brush gods, Cherry Bomb, Waterspout, and Crescent are released.

↪ The Third Form. Crescent summons the spirit of a warrior, known to Amaterasu as Nagi, that slices Yami in two. Yami roars, but changes yet again. It's around midday, yet still pitch dark... but there's light illuminating the casino-like panels on Yami. When the right panels are struck, Galestorm, Inferno, and Veil of Mist are released.

↪ The Fourth Form. The sun should be setting now, and the darkness grows darker. Yami assumes a more powerful form, that's extremely mobile and even more dangerous. For the persistent and the brave, as well as the large number of freed Brush Gods, they will deal a fair blow. Catwalk, Thunderstorm, and Blizzard are released. With all 12 free, it should be a cake walk, right?

As the hour reaches midnight, the darkness reaches a peak. Yami shifts into its final form, casting all into impenetrable darkness. Its shell is perfectly guarded, and until the dark is lifted, Yami is invincible. Only a miracle can save you now...]

Who: all of vatheon
Where: all over vatheon + the island
When: friday evening - saturday evening
Style: any
Status: open - threadhop & threadjack away!

[ all friday evening, the locals have been very accelerated - you might find one shoving a flyer on you or handing you a pair of cheap sunglasses. the flyers more or less explain the reason why, and if you didn't get one you'll be receiving a message on your SFC regardless - ]

ECLIPSE ON THE ISLAND TONIGHT!! COME JOIN US!!

[ apparently there's to be an eclipse this evening. the entire bubble itself will be darkened as it usually is at night sans for electrical lights and the coral, but the real show will be able to be seen on the island. it sounds interesting, so maybe you want to check it out? a lot of other people are going—

although if you do decide to visit the island that evening, you might be in for an unexpected surprise. sure, the eclipse itself is pretty fantastic and not a thing one would expect to be able to see in vatheon of all places, but there's something else on the horizon... ]

↪ further details in threads

Who: Yachiru Kusajishi tinypinkmenace) and YOU (vatheon )!
Where: Around the plaza and various other (bushes) places
When: Between Noon and late afternoon
Style: Any!
Status: Open

Perhaps you notice the bushes near you are shaking. It is almost like the bushes have a mind of their own. After a moment, head pops out from one of the bushes. The head belongs to one Yachiru Kusajishi who seems to be searching for something. Looking rather displeased, she shakes her head to dislodge any leaves stuck in her hair before she climbs out of the bush and dusts off her clothes.

She moves on to the next bush and peers inside. After a moment, she hops into the bush to begin another search. After exiting the bush, she pulls out a twig and a flower from her hair. Peering at both items, she grins before dropping the twig and stuff the flower into her pocket. She dusts off her hands Looking rather determined, she goes on to search through the next bush, but not before lifting a rock the look underneath it.