Who: Wallace and you!
When: Afternoon sometime
Where: Inside the Forest
Style: I'll match
Wallace hadn't yet explored much of the forest area since coming to Vatheon. He wondered if there were any Pokemon living inside the Forest area. It was worth a shot since he missed being back home in Hoenn. What other creatures inhabited the Forest anyway? Looking up at the dense canopy of leaves and began climbing a tree and then sitting on the thick trunk. A better view was to be had up top. He wasn't much of a tree climber or forest dweller but exploration was something he loved. Even inside the bubble, a Forest was such a challenge he couldn't miss.
"Hm." He could see for good distance sat atop his branch and wondered if anyone else would pass through on their way through the Forest. Conversation wouldn't go amiss as he felt quite comfortable sat atop the world.
Kenshin and Selphie.Where
: Kenshin's HouseWhen
: Afternoon in the snow!
: Prosey Wosey?
Maybe it was the snow, or all the Christmas decorations, but there was something triggering all sorts of memories for Selphie that she wasn't really understanding. She'd said some time ago that she'd visit Kenshin but, between getting used to the place again, curses, friends leaving, friends in comas, Selphie hadn't quite go round to doing that yet. And now she felt really, really bad about it. Whatever the reasons, Selphie just had to go and visit Kenshin, invite or no invite.
It's cold out, and it's snowing, but Selphie trudges her way to Kenshin's house, unaware that she's automatically making the way there without thinking of directions. Still, wrapped up in a big red duffle coat, with a matching scarf and all, Selphie knocked at the door, hoping that he'd hear with the muffled noise her gloved hand made against the door. She glanced around her at the snow before taking a step back, not really sure what to expect now.
Who: Burgh and anyone else!
Where: In the forest area
Style: I'll match to any
Burgh was curious to know what the forest within Vatheon had. What secrets or even bugs did it hold? He was far from his precious Pinwheel Forest as he looked around at the swaying canopies of trees. Underwater bugs? Well, you could get many strange creatures living at the bottom of oceans. He was no sea life expert so, bugs on trees were more his specialty.
"Hm." He felt the bark of one tree and smiled. It felt like being back at home. Did many others wander here? He was curious as he paced slowly, admiring the scenery and taking it all in.
Normally this particularly part of the plaza lays a little quiet and secluded but today there is a difference. The otherwise quiet spot is bustling with activity today, and shall be every first of every month from now on. It sure was a bit of trouble preparing all of this, but no effort was spared. It is for a good cause, after all!
The set up, though fairly simple, has clearly been aimed at making things comfortable for those attending. Broad tables filled with food and drink (and a few locals attending to them to make sure they won't run dry) stand amongst small tables, perfect for a few people to gather around and enjoy the delicacies. Some chairs and benches have been set up too, for those that'd rather sit while talking, but there is still plenty of space for walking around too. Beyond that, there stand at least two booths, one manned by the Welcoming Commitee, armed with replacement flyers, maps, hotel directions and anything a person new to Vatheon might need. They certainly look ready to answer any question that someone might have and then some. The other booth seems just as welcoming, though perhaps a little less on the informative side. This one is manned by Vatheon's very own Host Club. Are they recruiting? Trying to find new customers? Or just here to do their part in welcoming new people to Vatheon? Better check it out and be certain.
Today, the party seems to be dressed up with a rather obvious autumn flair. The tables, chair, benches and table-cloths are dominated by warm, fall colours, and all the food that stands on the tables has a very definite fall flavouring; apple and pumpkin pies stand side by side, with caramel apples near by and what looks to be a mass of cookies. But there are soups too, warm and hearty for those that want them. And lets not forget the drinks. The locals are tireless in refilling the cups so there is never anyone lacking some warm tea or warm chocolate, cider, or just plain old apple juice. Ask and you shall most definitely receive!
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Who: Shinjiro and You
Where: Wandering confused in the plaza
When: July 29th
Style: Starting with prose but feel free to switch to action and I will match up
Had to be the drugs.
At least that's what he told himself as he continued to walk, his shoes making noise from the water buildup. His hat did little to protect him from the pouring rain, and his hair was already stuck around his neck. His coat was in no better shape and he grunted as he idly put his hands in his pockets, walking along confused. The coat hid his hospital outfit well...considering upon waking up, Shinjiro had remembered the promise they had made, and his first thought wasn't to get properly dressed, but to grab what he could from his room and make a dash for the school.
...only to end up here. Really, it had to be the drugs. He'd managed to catch a date on his way out, and he knew it had been a while. Maybe painkillers with a a side effect. Who the hell knew. But he'd certainly wake up any minute now.
Strange how it felt so real...he looked up to the sky before sighing.
"Tch. Think I'd be done with dreaming after so long..."
Who: Wallace and you!
When: July 24th, evening.
Where: Wandering through the plaza.
Style: Brackets for me to start; but can move onto prose.
Status: Open to everyone.
[Wallace shook his hair as he often had water dripping from his hair all the time. His clothes were also soaking wet. A smile crossed his lips as he never minded a bit of water on his purple pants and white jacket. A similar sensation but the place was not similar. It was like nothing he'd ever seen before. An underwater world.
He'd found the communicator that he'd been given. A curious object which he'd yet to master. Perhaps it worked like a Poke nav back in Hoenn? He looked around and squinted. Where there any people about that could help him? He was full of questions and enquiries.]
Where in Hoenn am I? Well, not Hoenn that's for sure. Excuse me? [He wondered if any of the locals heard him.]