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All across Union, its citizens prepared to ring in the Salvation holiday with cheer. Dedicated to their beloved Savior, many of the houses were decorated with garlands, ornaments and other fineries in preparation for this truly special holiday, and while it had been uncharacteristically cold the last few days, not a single flake of snow had fallen till now. Children eager to start the festivities the following day did their best to stay up in the hopes of possibly catching a glimpse of one of the Delibirds they saw the previous night. However, try as they might, the late night would get the better of them, and soon the city was asleep, nestled warm in their beds, dreaming of parties and presents, candies and cakes.


And when they wake, they’ll all find a surprise waiting for them at the foot of their beds. An open window, or an open door, with a strange yet familiar pokemon sitting there looking up expectantly at them. The pokemon all have a little bow fastened to them, and surge forward to affectionately hug/nuzzle/scratch at whatever human has caught their interest. Almost like they’ve already bonded with them and they won’t take no for an answer.


The day is filled with festive cheer, fresh snow and ice coating the streets that have finally truly recovered from the disastrous events of the past year. Feasts crop up, Pokemon and People roam the streets freely, and there are concerts all throughout the day and into the evening. Glacier metal, Gigan electronica, Calderan samba, Union’s classical, and the warchats of Citadel all echo throughout the city, making Union feel vibrant and alive once more


Go eat, drink and be merry on this day, and marvel at the strange new intruders that seem to have latched on so tightly! Surely you want to show your new friend around their new home, after all!


[[ Happy Salvation! Players are encouraged to mingle however they wish in this post. Go out and deliver your own gifts to friends and family. Explore the winter wonderland with your new Pokémon friend! And wish the upcoming new year hello. ]]
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The morning after the meteor shower, things start as they always do. Union’s gearing up for another day: people going to work, shops opening, kids heading to school, and foremen getting their crews to work on the last of the damage left by Kyurem’s rampage through the city. It’s just an ordinary day, with only a passing thought given to yesterday’s odd occurrences by anyone outside the scientific and psychic communities. There’s some very real theories floating around there, but there’s little real chance at anything solid coming from the discourse. At least, until reports start coming up Route 1 from the single port started by one Union entrepreneur two years ago. It’d grown quickly with Gigan help, seaborne trade flowing up the lone road, and now it was completely overrun.

Panicked sailors and land crew come streaming up the way, nursing hundreds and hundreds of Bug-type induced injuries. Beedrill stings, Spinarak bites, and photographs of several enormous members of a new species that’d yet to be recorded quickly circulate and prompt Council response. Whatever these things are, they’re clearly hostile and the risk of damage to the city itself seems likely given how quickly the port had been overwhelmed.

With the city still shaken by Kyurem’s attack, the Council wasted no time. The call to arms was put out and trainers hastily sent out to deal with the sudden intrusion. Anyone willing and able to fight was asked to head down the road as quickly as possible, with the intent of sorting this out and either diverting the tide or stopping the invasion cold. The road itself is deserted, abandoned wagons left in a hurry, and not a single wild Pokemon can be heard for miles. It’s almost like they were aware something big was coming, and even the more aggressive types clearly opted to clear out.

When it comes into view, the port itself seems to be in particularly bad shape. Smoke rises up into the horizon, and hundreds and hundreds of Bug types swarm all over the structures, chewing away at the wood and stone. But perhaps the most troublesome sight is the beings that are overseeing the attack. Several members of the new species, fifteen feet tall at minimum, twenty at the peak, direct the swarm in its efforts. And further out to sea, a singularly massive specimen, some forty feet tall, watches it all, hunched forward, dark eyes gleaming with interest as its minions go to work…
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[The change in seasons, from summer to autumn, was subtle to most people who lived and thrived on the lands across the continent. The heat of the season still lingered, but with each passing day it seemed that the winds grew brisker and dusk came just a little quicker. But, in the winding streets of Sanctuary, both Magi and Earthkin alike expressed their deepest, most heartfelt emotions in a rare show of unity between the two populations-- for charms and solemn ceremonies of Tenebris, conducted to honor the fallen from the ancient cataclysm that rent the world asunder, didn’t discriminate between those born in the gleaming towers and those born on the streets. The week long remembrance and the celebration that followed was the only time of the year when everyone could set aside their frustrations and treat everyone as equals.

Even the city itself seemed changed. Shopkeepers and housewives scoured and scrubbed every surface on their homes and the lands surrounding them, and even the students at the Academy took time in between their studies to sweep out their rooms and dust off their bookshelves. Tenebris was more than a memorial, but a celebration of new beginnings as well.

Then, at midnight on the last night, the somber silence that had befallen the city suddenly broke with an explosion of lights and colors-- for Lumens had come, and the celebration of Sanctuary’s founding and it’s promise to preserve and share the light of knowledge with the world had begun. Colorful lanterns gleamed at every street corner, and few could be recognized behind the brilliant masks they had donned for the second week of celebration.

And, on the eve of the equinox that fell on the last day, the whole of the city gathers together as one body and releases a flurry of lanterns to dance among the stars in the night as a renewal of that ancient promise the Seer had made to the world: The towers would exist so long as there was knowledge to preserve, and the curious were welcome to come and seek it. The heart of the city would beat proudly for them, and anyone in time could come to understand it.]
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[It’s been a long year in this brave new world, in which the known span of human civilization has expanded more than ever before - but also come together. Between the attacks on Glacier and Union and the war with Gigas, an event like the World’s Fair feels especially poignant.

Union is making the best of it, too. Hosting the Fair for the second year in a row, the organizers have decided to use this attention to show off their newly rebuilt city, encouraging visitors to tour their refurbished industrial district and enjoy local culture at a theater or on the radio. Once more, said Entertainment District has decided to play host, and any number of booths and stalls can be seen lining the streets, with special discounts available to fairgoers at local businesses.

Excitement is running high - but so is tension. Gigas has been formally invited this year, and accepted with gusto; so has Glacier. Gigan tourists are easily identified by the propensity they have for taking pictures of everything (using much smaller cameras than anyone in Union has ever seen!) and for conversing in very loud voices about how quaint and old-fashioned and charming everything is. Will the goodwill the two cities forged after the Emperor’s fall manage to withstand the might of Gigas’s nationalism? Only time will tell.

Time, and the goodheartedness of the Union people. It’s time for the second World’s Fair!]
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Who: The Union Divine Theater, volunteers, and YOU(r money)!
What: Date Auction/Raffle for fundraising
When: September 3
Where: Union Divine Theater
Warnings: Excessive fabulousness.

Almost there! It had taken them the better part of a year, but the Union Divine Theater had nearly been restored in the aftermath of Kyurem’s attack. As a historic monument, they had to be careful to only use period-appropriate building materials, and employed only the finest craftsmen. But now they’re nearly ready for business again.

So of course, they’re holding a fundraiser. And, of course, it’s a date auction.

Not just any date auction, though! The courtyard has been taken up with several small tables, behind which each thespian being raffled off is seated. Interested bidders are welcome to chat with the “prizes” or to check out the long line of tables across from the auction decorated with several super-classy glass jars. Each jar has a person’s name on it, and a small watercolor picture of the person in question next to it. These individuals have volunteered (or been volunteered) to serve as extra dates - just buy a ticket from the Slowking and the Wooper at the end of the tables and you can enter to win!

Small placards scattered throughout the event specify that all “prizes” must be 18 years or over, and that all dates must be family-friendly. All “prizes” also have the option, if they desire, of specifying which gender of date they prefer. Additionally, while the humans mingle, their Pokémon are encouraged to chat with the Nidoking who’s waiting just inside the theater. He’s giving tours of the stage area complete with the option of putting on a production! Be sure to tell your Trainers to buy tickets to the Theater’s next show!

The event will run all day, with bidding starting at $25 (Union currency). Are you ready to make a new friend??

[[ OOC: The date raffle and auction is live! Please follow the instructions beneath each top-level below. Each character being auctioned will have their own auction thread, where all bids go for that character - threadjacking is encouraged, and a mingle thread where people can talk to that character. Each character being raffled has their own section for people to note they’ve put in a ticket, but these can all be replies to the top-level. Each character being raffled also has their own spot for mingling. OOCly, results for the auctions and raffles will be announced in about a week.

Pokémon interested in performing on stage can leave top-level comments in the section at the bottom of the post. Their scene partner tags in with a result from the RP Scenario Generator: this is the scene the two Pokémon are encouraged to act out. An assortment of costume pieces, sets, and props are available. Break a leg! ]]

[Video]

Aug. 26th, 2016 03:17 pm
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So this is how it works...?

[One big eye blinks a few times before the girl it belongs to leans back, seemingly satisfied in knowing that yes, she's figured out how the communicator works on her band.]

Ah ha ha! Well...I don't know how many people I've met here or not. My name is Orihime Inoue. Pleased to meet you if I haven't already! Ah...how do I put this...

[Her bright smiles turns sheepish as she scratches her cheek.]

I'm going to be homeless and study abroad!

[What. Don't look at her like that, she thinks it's funny to sum it up like that.]

After last week, and everything that keeps happening, I don't know. I guess it feels weird to just stay here and pretend like everything is normal. And pretend that I'm normal.

[She smiles down at her lap for a moment.]

There's so much of the world that's changed outside of these city walls. So I want to get strong enough to explore that world, and meet the Pokemon and people who have been living out there all this time. There are probably a lot who have never heard of Union, so...I want to go see everything for myself instead of just reading about it.

[Then she suddenly hoists up a cute blouse.]

Which is why I'm selling custom handmade clothing!

[A Dustox pops up over her shoulder with a gleeful chirp.]

Pyih makes the best string, perfect for stitching thread or even fishing line, so we're going to use our sales to keep ourselves fed when we're out on the road together. I'll still be close by, I know it takes a lot of strength and experience to explore a lot further out. It'd be great if we traveled together sometimes!

And...I guess...that's it then, isn't it? Wish me luck!

[Blip!]
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A: Video

[And it's Rose. She's grinning brightly, leaning down and looking at the monitor. Behind her, her Blaziken has his arms crossed and is watching. While Rose beams at the camera.]

I tell you, I take one business trip to Caldera and... uh... another god shows up! This got pretty intense, huh? Is everyone all right?

I'm a little worried about you guys!

B: Action

[True to promises made, the Spearowfeathers have set up a shop. There is a storefront with a brightly painted sign of a Spearow on it, and the word "SPEAROWFEATHERS" written underneath it. Rose is standing outside the storefront. They're not open yet; instead, her people are moving things into it, carrying wooden crates and everything else.]

[Rose has her arms crossed. But she looks proud.]

[They're moving up in the world! But it's also quite a sight; it's not every day that a new storefront opens up after all. (Thank Lenna for the loan.)]
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[Video]

--I already told ya, Scout. I'm gonna take it apart.

[The young person fiddling with the warp band doesn't seem to realize that the video function has been turned on yet-- indeed, the image was in fact upside down in the midst of the investigation. A little Emolga continued to tug on it's trainer's collar frantically, chittering and pointing at something somewhere off screen. They were outside that afternoon, in the shade of a gazebo somewhere in the park. It was a terrible place to work, but a new face in town probably didn't have too many other options.

Frowning in concentration, the young person reached for a screwdriver and flipped the camera over so that both parties were now off screen. An ominous shadow splayed out on the ground beyond the gazebo was instead the subject of focus...]


What, is it snack time already? Do you wanna find Keith and see what he's up to? Maybe check out that noodle shop we saw in town for an early dinner?

[At this point, the trainer was obviously taking wild guesses. Each one was shot down with a negative squeak from the Emolga that steadily grew more frantic until a clatter indicated that various tools were being put aside.]

All right, I'll take a look.... [Silence followed, before it was broken with a small exclamation and the warp band was suddenly grabbed post-haste. One final, punctuating cry blasted through the feed before it was finally cut off:]

Why didn't you just tell me that we had company?!

[Action]

[Union, Observe:

One small teenager in green with a backpack full of tinkering tools running down the city streets at top speed.

One even smaller Emolga trailing after the teen, cheeping and chittering anxiously while it leaped from lamp post to lamp post in an attempt keep up with the teen.

One flock of Spearows, consumed by rage, chasing the duo with a fury that not even a drunken Pangoro could match. The reason for their anger: unknown... but it may have something to do with the pair of pokeballs that the teen kept on their person, hidden away from obvious view.

Where the teen's other pokemon was at remained a mystery, although Unionites who were fond of heights might encounter a stray Magnemite exploring the far reaching skyline above the city. It was immensely fascinated by the various lights and signals from the towers and Habitat that it was catching echoing reverberations of in a way that only it could understand.

An early dinner may not be happening that evening, but the day certainly brought with it plenty of adventure.]
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The people of Union have had an odd week. While it was nice to cap things off with the knowledge that Gigas is not going to try and invade them again (for now), the population has had to deal with a different sort of intruder. Namely, Abra. Abra teleporting anywhere and everywhere. Abra teleporting places to try and hide.

Absolutely terrified Abra. To say nothing of the dreams the city's Psychic-types have discussed.

And now, as a new week dawns...the nightmares spread to everyone. Without exception. Perhaps you're fortunate and things that go bump in the night don't frighten you, but sleeping brings a sense of dread, and a hazy vision of a world in ruins. Night after night after night. The first one is horrifying for shock value. The next few are horrifying because they won't stop.

How will you deal? Where will you go, in the middle of the night, if you're the sort who tries to clear their heads? Will you share what you've been experiencing or keep it to yourself?

No matter what you do, the nightmares continue. And the Abra continue to shiver.

[[ This is a catch-all post/mingle for people wanting to react to their weird nightmares! As mentioned here, they have now spread to the entire population. Players are welcome to continue making their own posts addressing the nightmares if they prefer. ]]

[ action ]

Aug. 4th, 2016 12:20 am
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[Duo'd spent as many days as he could cooped up and healing, but this cabin fever was just getting him stir crazy. It was time to go outside, even if the aches in his chest said otherwise, even if all he could do was walk half-way down the block and collapse and pant until someone dragged him back to his apartment.

He headed out, a bruise still visible on the side of his face and visibly wobbly on his feet with what appeared to something similar to a limp as he moved really stiffly, and picked a direction. Trailing along to make sure he didn't fall too hard was a yellow Charmeleon and a Duskull. His Houndoom was way too full of pent up energy and was running about, making it really hard for Duo to keep up and keep him calm.

Luckily, he got almost the whole way down the block before he got anywhere near feeling like he was going to pass out, and there happened to be a café where he could sit down and rest! So, he took advantage of that, and settled in for lunch.]
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Union?

[It was a rare day when Waver Velvet addressed the public of Union as a whole, but this day something about him seemed off. He seemed more bothered, more irritable than normal-- not that the little Nincada that was sitting on his head seemed to care. It drummed it's little feet happily on Waver's head, glad to be there for it's trainer in this strange time.

Heaving a sigh, Waver continued:]


Let's take a poll. Who here has been having weird dreams for the last couple of days? I need to know for academic reasons.

[...And, that was all. Waver scratched his cheek, feeling awkward and embarrassed about this entire problem that he was having.]

Don't worry about when you reply. I don't think I'll be getting to sleep any time soon.

[And, with that, the feed abruptly shut off.

Respond, Union?]

[Video]

Jul. 31st, 2016 09:27 am
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[Elaine appears on screen, looking more than a little distressed. There's a lot of hissing and clacking and thumping.]

I was--

[Suddenly something crashes into the video device, a loud scuffling ball of bug legs rolling past the shot of the hotel room's ceiling light. Elaine's hands come into view as she rescues the device, then retreats to the kitchen where she pulls herself up onto the kitchen counter.]

I was searching for new Pokemon, and was lucky enough to find not just one Anorith, but two. They're rare around here from what I understand.

[Something crashes off-screen, and Elaine's head snaps around. She grimaces, in the way only a direct blow to someone's wallet can inflict true pain.]

But they won't stop fighting over which condiment they like better. If someone would like to adopt one, I'd appreciate it. I also wanted to gauge--

[CRASH. Rheeeeeeeeee! *Hiss*]

..........interest in a massage parlor for Pokemon and people alike.

[She rubs her temple with her fingers.]

Because I think we could all stand a little relaxation now and again. But I'll open one only if there's enough interest, so I don't sink my money into a business no one wants. Let me know.

[Another crash, and a squeal from a very upset Mienfoo snags Elaine's attention again.]

HEY! NO!

[She launches herself off of the counter to go break things up, and the feed ends.]

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Jul. 26th, 2016 09:45 pm
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[ Video ]

[ The inside of a room in the Medical center can be found. Garviel is frowning down at his camera, and says ]

Well, I'm stuck in here, and rather bored. I've finished my copy of the Chronicles of Caldera, and I'm looking for suggestions for books. History, mythology, a book of Philosophy, even a manual of mathematical instruction would be better than simply waiting around to heal.

[ Near the Council Hall ]

[ A large man in a white chiton, bandages showing from under his simple white clothing, is sitting and chewing on a sandwich as he is attended by an Oddish and Honedge that waddle and float nearby. He occasionally rumbles observations about the architecture to them, and looks like a combination of grumpy recovering invalid and wide-eyed tourist. []

[ Teeter's: ]

[ Loken is here, drinking wine by the glass, and quietly watching the rest of the crowd. He sticks out a bit, a burly Calderan amongst the Unionites, but the scars of battle and his own still-healing wounds suggest that if nothing else he's willing to fight beside them, and so he's generally left to his own devices to drink and think. He doesn't seem unapproachable though, if someone were to be adventurous enough to approach him ]
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I hope that everyone is recovering well from the battle. I'm bruised, but not badly off myself. I'm well enough that I can deliver some fresh produce to people whose injuries are hindering their ability to move around.

[Her Rapidash keeps nudging her until she gives him a pat and mentions him by name.]

Hibiscus is eager to go for a run, so it really won't be a bother at all.
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The opposing armies meet just outside the forest, the more idiosyncratic forces of Union and its allies up against fully-organized Gigan might. Wheeled transports carry many of the enemy troops while strange metal cylinders with rotating blades keeping them aloft swoop around overhead in a near parody of Flying-type Pokémon. And marching among the soldiers and their transports, unmistakable by their bulk, each wearing a metal band around their middles, are the mighty yet enslaved Gods themselves.

The clifflike bulk of Regirock.

The glacial progression of Regice.

The alien presence of Registeel.

And, dead in the center of the formation, towering over them all, the sheer presence of Regigigas, crown jewel of the Emperor’s ill-gotten forces.

There is no attempt to negotiate. No overtures first, no white flags of truce to try working this out. The Gigan army has come to fight, armed with technology. The Union army has come to defend, armed with the bonds between themselves and their Pokémon. This spirit has earned them an additional boon: blessings from the gods who favor Union, who support the humans they believe in with the hopes their comrades can still be rescued.

Thus the battle is joined.

[[ OOC: As noted, all participants in this event get to pick one stat-boosting “blessing” from the gods, just like when they defended from Sveta’s attack. Please note which blessing your character received in their first tag. Also note that Mod tags will come once every 24 hours, unless all characters in the log have replied, then they will come more frequently.]]
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[ a - in the library ]



[ Tucked away in the most obscure corner of the library he could find, someone has set up what looks like a veritable fortress of books in their study carrel. Passersby can't even see the person's head. Just the scratching of what sounds like a quill pen on parchment. Every now and then a book gets added to the pile from behind it, swapped for another brick in the wall.

Unfortunately, the book you came here to get (or a book on a subject you enjoy) is a part of this mighty fortress. Do you storm the castle? ]


[ b - a park in union ]



[ Despite its proclivity for academic pursuits, Sanctuary (or its peasants, anyway) has managed to invent a sport called Foote-the-Balle. First debuted at the World's Fair with an...unusual...projectile, it's more commonly played with a ball made of wood or cloth.

The boy kicking a ball around here has a cloth one. And he's not kicking it so much as doing tricks with it in the middle of the park, to the admiration of a crowd of onlookers. Look, see. He can pass it from one foot to the other in midair. He can bounce it off his chest. Off his head. And when he shoots it -

Well, when he shoots it, you'd better not be in the way. ]


[ c - verdant forest ]



[ The young boy out in Verdant Forest this afternoon bears very little resemblance to the one kicking the foote-the-balle ball around earlier. For one thing, he's in full Mage robes. For another thing, his dark hair is spiky, not lying flat in Waver's a bad haircut. And furthermore, he's wearing a mask across his eyes.

That definitely means he's a completely different person.

He's also clenching his fists and menacing a Bidoof, which doesn't look scared so much as just sad and kind of over all of this. Perhaps it doesn't understand what's wrong. ]
Fool! You're from the Lake Shrine - you have to be capable of learning a Water move! How has your species possibly managed to survive?!

[ And he kicks the Bidoof right in the stomach. It makes a sound like a loaf of bread being socked and rolls over. So he stamps on it for good measure, then stands back. ] Once again from the top. You will learn Water Gun. And then Caldera will pay!

[ From behind a tree, a Venipede watches sadly. ]
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It's the morning of the 19th and it's clear even to the inexperienced traveler that the city has a different air to it. If it wasn't the atmosphere that got them, then the stalls lining the streets would. Many people are still working on getting set up for the night festival, but the stalls that are complete are lining many corners and they are filled to the brim with bright colors. From afar, the streets look like someone threw a rainbow of paint across the city.

They haven't seen anything yet.

It's not yet time for the festivities so any visitors are free to wander the streets. The natives seem to be delighted if amused at all the people interested in the holiday and are happy to sell anyone as much colored powder as they want. They are glad to explain the fascinating origins of the holiday or even talk shop about what they're planning to show off later in the night. It seems that not even the gloom and unease that might have rolled into town with Union has caused these people to falter with their grandest tradition.

Sometime close to noon is when things change. The natives all kind of stop what they're doing. The colored stalls start to close up and everyone looks tense. Those who visited last year might take this as their cue to get ready.

A long, rattling trumpet sound rings through the streets and that is when all hell breaks loose.

It's every person and pokemon for themselves. Have fun everyone.

[Ooc: Feel free to make your own top levels in addition to using the prompts below! Have fun guys!]
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[Today, inside the Old City's catacombs, there's... something else. It isn't a Pokemon. It's a person. That, given the very existence of the Delvers, isn't such a surprise. However, it isn't a Delver, either.]

[Darth Sidious wears what a member of a secretive cult should wear: a cloak, hood pulled up to cover his face, save for the yellow glow of his eyes. It's more than Enlightened power that obscures his identity as Sheev Palpatine.]

[He carries himself differently. This isn't a grandfatherly man walking about; he stalks, wearing that thick cloak, and while he's slightly hunched... there's something subtly spry about how he carries himself. And the crackle of purple light surrounding him -- well, that's nothing like Palpatine.]

[Sidious stares at something on the wall, trying to make sense of it. A Golurk hovers nearby, huge arms crossed.]
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As discussions branch and mount in Union about how to handle Gigas's diplomatic overtures, news of a more pleasant variety reaches the city from Glacier. Although still rebuilding from their own city's far more disastrous dragon attack, the people have banded together to host "The Thawing", their annual celebration of the coming of spring. In appreciation of all Union has done for them, all citizens of that city are invited - encouraged, even - to attend. Glacier has its own pride, after all. It would like to show its new allies what it looks like at its best.

Just...don't expect to go without a sweater or a jacket. The city may be "thawing", but that doesn't mean it's warm.

VIDEO.

Apr. 28th, 2016 09:31 pm
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[personal profile] platinumlucifer
So I don't know about everybody else, but this trip to Gigas has gotten me thinking. And I don't mean about the rock-skeletons in their closet.

They're knees and shoulders above where we are in basically every single way, and to get a born-and-bred Calderan to admit that takes a lot. I get it, we've got Enlightened here on our side, but we need to get with the times. How many engineers or tech-savvy types got a glimpse of the kinds of toys they have there? That's where we need to start. If they do end up coming back against us—or worse, if that Elite Four girl decides to come back with even more friends—then we're in trouble.

I've put my suggestion out there, but I wanna hear what other people think. Come on, Union, you've gotta step up your game, or you're gonna fall behind~

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