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[Today over the Warp Band, it's not just Yukiko that appears, it's Fuuka and they're both standing outside of a small stone building on the bottom floor of one of the newly reconstructed towers. Dressed nicely, they both bow at the camera and smile broad, happy smiles.]

Good afternoon, everyone. Today we wanted to announce that Yamagi-ya is officially reopened. The flower shop, engineering shop, and my move tutoring services are all completely ready and at your service.

We'll handle whatever it is you need, though all custom orders are still going to need a few days to complete, so please keep that in mind when you're ordering. I hope you'll consider us for whatever you might need, and we both look forward to serving y-

[She cuts off as a Snorlax paw slides over the camera.]

Peter. Don't. You. Dare.

[The paw slowly retracts.]

As I was saying. We both look forward to serving you. Our hours are 10 to 9, but we can schedule appointments whenever you might need.

[and the feed shuts down.]


[Throughout the day, Yukiko and Fuuka can both be found at their shop, working away. Flowers are blooming, the sun is shining, and a sullen Snorlax is doing penance by sweeping the gym.]

((ooc: This is a joint post with Fuuka and Yukiko. You may get one or both of them, unless you specify!

To make Item requests from Fuuka please reply here, and to request Move Tutoring from Yukiko please go here.))
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[Mami is sending a quick video call to Yosuke. But... she has the settings wrong. Rather than send a video to just Yosuke, she accidentally broadcasts it. To everyone.]

Yosuke, dear!

Don't forget: if you do an ill-advised, drunken, hurried, or otherwise completely non-romantic proposal on this holiday, I will be very cross with you.

[She winks and makes a heart appear, via Fairy magic type powers. And seals her fate.]
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[personal profile] demenscantrix

Mild Warning for Nero being Nero )

Action, Union:

[In the early evening, Nero and Agrippa wander back into town, dressed in a weirdly flowing red outfit that belies her short stature. She's barely five feet tall, though her unruly ahoge adds a good six inches if that counts. Confidence oozes from every step, and the sword at her waist probably has seen some action in recent months, but the most eye catching thing about her is probably the sparkles. She practically glows, her outfit and skin seeming to refract the waning light, and her manner more that of a gallant young man than any maiden.

She moves into the city without any real sense of purpose, seeking shelter where she might find it, but the act of navigating seems to confuse her a little bit. The network of unfamiliar streets, coupled with the construction and wreckage make it difficult on a stranger...but she's a little too proud to directly ask for help. Instead of that, she might simply mumble loudly near anyone who seems to have a clue about what's going on:]

Umu...there's all this work being done that way. How troublesome.

[While Agrippa the Lotad just looks up at you, eyes pleading. Help...please...]
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The battle is joined. The gods of Union, while mighty, seem to pale in comparison to the singular dragon of ice. Although they strive mightily to avoid damaging the city, already the mysterious blue dragon has been flung directly into a tower, earning itself a nasty gash over its eye, much to the dismay of the red dragon. While it has rejoined the fight, it is clear that the gods alone are not enough - the people of Union will have to step forward if they are to save their beloved city. The cries of the wounded and terrified citizens echo through the streets as the flames of battle rage. Now is the time - they must be stopped!
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[personal profile] sparrowfeathered

Hey, everybody!

[A red-haired girl in her late teens, perhaps early twenties, is leaning towards the Warp Band -- she'd just made sure it was on -- and flashing a smile down at it. It's bright; it's also practiced, like any true saleswoman's would be. She's done this before.]

My name's Rose. You've probably never heard of us, but we're the Spearowfeathers. We're merchants from Caldera, and we decided that we couldn't let Junes have all the fun.

[She winks.]

...So come check us out! We've set our wagon up in the business district, and we're selling some stuff we brought from Caldera -- and from Glacier, too! If you've got any special requests, you can bring those in, too.

I can also help you with trading Pokemon. I'm really good at that.

[Action, a little while later...]

[...unfortunately, things aren't going quite as well as Rose hoped. The wagon is there, sure, but the Gogoat that was pulling it got away an hour ago -- and all of the running in the world just didn't catch up to it. One of the other Spearowfeathers had been training that particular Pokemon. That leaves their wagon tipped over.]

[And with a cracked wheel, which Rose is holding up, and stuff scattered throughout the street. Spearowfeathers -- wearing their tan trousers and blue vests -- are darting to and fro, picking up goods.]

I... guess this could be going worse.
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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. 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.

As they slept, the first snow began to fall, snowflakes silently dancing through the night sky, dusting rooftops and covering sidewalks in pearly white. It would seem that a Salvation miracle was at work in Union that night. The streets were empty, save for a young woman and Pokémon, scarcely visible even in the lamplights. Her steps made no sound, even in the accumulating snow, and she left no footprints, the strange Pokémon by her side taking the time to peer into every window.

Should anyone wake during this peaceful snowfall, they might find the young woman and her companion in their room, transparent as a fog, a placid smile on her face. She did not speak, but simply smiled warmly, almost maternally, before disappearing from view.

When dawn finally broke, the people of Union would find a simple gift within their home, rested alongside a familiar note. The snow from last night coated buildings, streets, and sidewalks, blanketing the city in white and shimmering in the gentle, early morning light.

((OoC: This is a Salvation Mingle Log for all characters. There are decorations and the like in various squares for celebration around Union, so feel free to tag around!))

24 ♪

Dec. 5th, 2015 10:38 pm
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Hey guys, Rise here.

[She's broadcasting from Union Divine Theater's stage this time, thankfully in a tasteful sweater outfit rather than her Cresselia costume. One of her Pokémon is playing cameraman - probably Toyo, since it's actually being held steady and not wandering off.]

It's been a really busy year. Like, insanely, especially the last couple of months. I've had...well, my friends on here know part of why I originally left the radio business is because I was getting overwhelmed by it, and for the first time I was starting to get overwhelmed with trying to help out Union, too.

[She takes a deep breath, but keeps smiling.]

But you know, I don't think I can quit that. Or my acting job here. And...well, I had a whole big speech about myself that I fortunately wrote down and edited and figured out that everyone who knows me well enough to care already figured out. But the real point I was going for was a message I wanted to give everybody as a present for Salvation and the new year:

No matter how overwhelming things get, no matter how you stumble or what setbacks you have, you can pick yourself back up again and keep going. And if you can't, you've got friends who can help you. And if you don't think you have friends, just look around - to fellow humans, Pokémon, anybody. We're all in life's journey together, and we can all help each other forward on it.

[Her smile breaks into a grin, and she winks.]

Trust me, it's a true story, okay? Thanks.

[The feed ends.]

[Private to Divine Defense Force members]

[Rise's still grinning, though she also gives a respectful bow.]

Sorry if that was a little cheesy for some of your tastes, but just for the record, this means you aren't rid of me yet. Okay?
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[Saber is sitting formally in the garden of the house she's...sort of renting and enjoying the brisk air. The professional affect she's going for as she opens the video feed is only slightly ruined by the Litleo tousling with a much larger Luxray behind her.]

Good morning, Union. I don't make much use of these devices, but as I had three questions - one practical, one philosophical, and one simple curiosity - I thought I would take the opportunity to address them generally. Please feel free to pass this video by if you have no interest in idle queries.

Firstly, I wanted to ask whether Union's Swords of the Savior organization is closed to only people from the city itself, or whether they'll accept applications from immigrants. I have been idle here for far too long, and want to give back in a way that makes use of my skills.

[She shifts for a moment as her newest tiny lion gets a little too noisy and reminds him that she's busy with a level stare. It's either very effective training or a very polite Litleo, since he quiets down almost immediately.]

Secondly...perhaps this is more of an observation, but how many humans or Pokémon out there know of Pokémon who chose their own names, or went by a name of sorts in the wild? I never considered myself to need a name until I knew I was going to be interacting with humans, and my understanding was that "nicknames" were a matter of human convenience - a Pokémon knows who she is without being told, at least in my limited personal experience. That said...

[She pauses for a moment, considering, eyes flicking briefly to the side.]

...I might be a little strange in that regard. None of the other Pokémon I've Bonded have asked for names, so to speak, but between their comments and Union's culture, I wonder if it would be appropriate to name my comrades.

[At this point, her Litleo's getting rowdy again. Fortunately, it's at about this time that a third of her Garchomp comes into the frame of the camera and gently plops on top of the kid for use as a hot water bottle.]

And my third question...I've obviously never been part of "Salvation" celebrations before, but I understand that gift-giving is part of the holiday. How...close does one need to be with a friend for a gift to be appropriate? I was a bit lost on Soulfasting, and would very much like not to offend anyone this time around.

[She clears her throat.]

Ah. I've been talking for quite a while. To those who listened, I thank you, and apologize for taking up so much of your time. Perhaps in the future I'll ask questions as they come to me, rather than saving them up for one speech. Again, thank you for your patience.
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Who: Yosuke Hanamura, Mami Tomoe, Waver Velvet, Ahri, Yukiko Amagi, Fuuka Yamagishi
What: Hinterlands exploration
When: Week 99
Where: The Hinterlands
Summary: Yosuke gathers up some of his friends to go on an expedition to find exactly where the city of Gigas is and takes the wrong way. Also to open up the area for bonding.

my feet seriously hurt... )
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[Action - Around Town - October 30th & 31st]

[In the several days leading up to the end of the month, Chie can be seen in the business district of Union shopping for food.  She's buying a relatively large amount of meat, but also more common staples such as milk and bread.  And just for good measure and as a bit of personal comfort, she also stocks up on some chocolate and candy.]

[Video - October 31st]

[As the feed clicks on, Chie's face is barely illuminated, and it seems as though she's in a cramped place.  She's also badly trying to conceal a worried expression.]

So, I'm kindaaaaa... not gonna be around for a few days.

[She pauses, eyes casting about left and right.]

...A week.  I'll be gone for a week.

[A small nod.]

I'll be fine.  I, uh... I think.  I hope.

[Taking a deep breath, she reaches toward the Warp Band.]

Don't look for me.

[Action - At Home - During Soulfasting]

[Anyone who's known Chie for any length of time probably knows exactly what that awkward Warp Band transmission from before was about: she's terrified of Ghost Pokemon, and they're always out in force during Soulfasting.  So she's availing herself of a time honored Satonaka tradition of locking herself in her bedroom, huddling under the blanket, and hoping nothing phases through the wall to play harmless but deeply terrifying tricks on her.  She trusts Morgiana not to let anything scary inside, and Chie herself will likely let close friends in with a minimum of prodding, but otherwise she's gone full hermit mode for the week unless something very important pulls her away.]
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[personal profile] punchesyu
Who: Yosuke and Mami
What: Yosuke's been putting off something important and he's finally getting around to address it. Plus cute date.
Where: Union
When: October 27th

Read more... )


Oct. 26th, 2015 08:51 pm
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[personal profile] youngestone
Who: Kili, his team, and anyone else who wants to stop them!
What: Kili's birthday just happened and he's kind of bummed.
Where: Union. The whole city.
When: October 26th

Here )
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[For Raine, since the return from the unexpected journey to Glacier, it has been a few weeks spent studying, catching up, learning some of the quicker ways to get around Union and... settling in. Something which had been easy enough for her and her brother; less so when it came to her Pokemon bondmates.

In particular, her Oddish had become somewhat difficult to handle since her return, not adjusting to the changes all that well and the fact that Raine had been away for a while. It had developed a tendency of shaking some form of sleep powder or stun spores at any humans who got too close before retreating somewhere to hide.

While she was used to dealing with it, it would be unfortunate if someone else had unknowingly agitated the Pokemon while it was having one of its fits, though she doesn't feel comfortable broadcasting the situation. Still, she's looking a little harried, after the Pokemon scampers off after being re-summoned, yet again, and she's finally forced to consult the network-

... and yes, that is a Pikachu fussing with her hair in the frame.]

My apologies for bothering you with something like this, but if anyone has happened to notice an Oddish that is behaving -- well, oddly -- can you let me know where you've noticed it and keep your distance from it? We were in the business district, so she probably hasn't gotten very far. Thank you.

[Short and to the point. As it is, she'll get back to searching, herself, even though the Pikachu accompanying her also seems a little fussy, since here they are in the business district but no actual shopping seems to be taking place. Priorities...]
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[The battle was over and the god Reshiram defeated, driven away by the aid of Union and its allies. The city was safe, by and large, and as the news spread throughout the peoples of the tundra, they began streaming back into the settlement in droves. Dirty, ash-coated faces were filled with relief and gratitude when they saw that it wasn't just a rumor and that their home had indeed been spared. Not everyone was so lucky, but they'd weathered worse, of course. The people of Glacier endured, as they would always endure, and they were also a people that repaid their debts. And they most certainly all agreed that they owed their rescuers a debt.

So, as night fell after the battle, a great celebration was prepared in the center of Glacier. A wide square was cleared away in a matter of hours, and the people gathered what they could in a show of thanks. Tables of food, bonfires towering into the night sky to keep out the autumn chill, and throngs of cheering wellwishers lined the area. Warriors of glacier, men carrying swords and women all bearing axes offered enthusiastic handshakes and claps on the back. Music of all kinds was played, though tribal tunes full of horn and percussion, chanting and yodeling, and even some brass groups dominated the soundscape.

A platform for various elders was set up, and they offered speeches, of course...but those were somehow dwarfed by the presence of the divine beings that were waiting silently for the proceedings to end. Some of the gods that had come to the aid of the war parties had apparently decided to stay, though their reasons were as mysterious as they themselves. The humans would have their time, and the Servants would mingle freely throughout the evening.

Food, of course, is set out in piles. Meat, fish, arctic berries, and various pastries and the like line table after table. A smorgasbord of Glacier specialties, each with a new and unique flavor all their own, and some (such as the stew) possessing a smell that only a native could probably endure. Akutaq in particular seems to stand out among the worst offenders, but the Glacier natives seem rather fond of it, and offer it to their rescuers with great gusto.

And the rewards do not stop at simple meals. either. As the speeches begin to wind down, a woman some might find familiar walks up onto the stage carrying a singularly massive trunk and dropping it down onto the wood with a heavy thud.]

Southerners! You have done a great deed this day! We, the people of Glacier, would like to thank you and honor your sacrifice! Few would do as you have done, coming to the aide of strangers against the might of that dragon...and you have accomplished something we did not think possible. To that end, we would like to present you with the first of many gifts, a token of our gratitude and a promise that should you need it, we will come to your defense in a time of need!

[And then with a sharp kick, she cracks open the trunk and reveals a veritable treasure trove of three different stones to be distributed by her subordinates.]

Rest well, and enjoy the festivities! You are welcome here, for as long as you like! Eat, drink, and be merry within our halls!
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The people of Union have descended into the besieged city, doing everything in their power to aid the citizens of Glacier yet remaining within. Whether struggling against the invaders seemingly loyal to the White Dragon, or seeking out the injured and lost in need of aid, they take advantage of several hours of relative calm to do all they can. And for a time, it seems to be working - the invaders are not so very strong after all, not against the experienced Unionites who have surpassed everything from human armies to memories of gods.

But perhaps the might of the two combined is an altogether different challenge.


The sensation is felt throughout the whole of the city, the rumbling of the earth itself enough to take down the more unstable buildings in its wake. From any point, at any height, all eyes are drawn to the monstrosity that has descended in the blink of an eye into the still-burning town center. A great, white dragon... Exactly as described by those who had escaped from the city.

Those with sharp eyes will see that standing beside it, there seems to be a human figure.

Its sheer presence is overwhelming. The air around it ripples with an aura of heat, but felt even more keenly than that, there is a devastating sense of raw power and control. This being... this god could burn down the entire earth if it wished. A city of Glacier's relative size... What chance did it possibly have? That the world yet remains standing seems almost a mercy. Its size is immense, its bulk several times larger than that of a Wailord, its height almost seeming to rival the tallest towers of Union, though perhaps this is an exaggeration of the mind.

It takes a step forward, and the earth shudders once more in its wake.

All across the frozen city of Glacier, every individual carrying a Warp Band will suddenly feel the device activate of its own accord as a video feed begins to play. Attempting to turn it off fails, and changing it doesn't seem to work either. Something, or someone, has hijacked the feed and is using it for their own announcement.

A tall, severe looking man stares into the feed, his lone eye seeming to burn with an unnatural fire. And beside him, only its lower body visible, stands the feet of the White Dragon, its fur outlined in crisp detail from this distance. The man gazes steadily forward, eyes yet alight with passion.

"So, it seems that this place has found someone to come to its aid. No matter, our plans will not be disrupted by insects like you. Still, it's good to know that there are humans left that understand the value of kinship with our fellow inhabitants of this world. It brightens my day, you might say, to know that my men have been facing honorable opponents, and not weak cowards that still cling to the old ways.

A pity that when we're done here, we'll have to come for you next. I won't lie to you and say we'll show you mercy, but at least your deaths will be swift."

He smiles then, a thin and grave expression.

Every fiber of those remaining in the city screams to flee from this threat. There is nothing they can do - they must retreat. But though their minds may instinctively beg for such a course of action, to do so means to abandon its people to a fiery demise. Can they truly run from this?

They must choose quickly... and this time, it is not a choice concerning a rabid creature, an angered and wild animal lashing out. This cold and calculated destruction, sanctioned by a god itself, so reminiscent of what was said to have happened in the past. To oppose it, perhaps, means to steer the course of history into terrible new waters. Choose quickly, people of Union. What answer will you find?

((Reshiram is a Legendary, and thus, the normal rules will not apply. It will be able to strike through abilities that would seemingly protect people, and analysts will not be able to sense its weaknesses. It radiates an aura of power that will inspire fear and awe in those who see it. Please be warned that there is a definite chance of injury when attacking this creature; however, despite all this, it is possible to defeat it.

Have fun! And enjoy some mood music.))
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The rescuers have been allowed a night's rest following their arrival on the outskirts of Glacier. Though there is ample evidence of their enemy's presence in the form of burning buildings and ruined settlements, the creature itself appears to have wandered off briefly to wreak havoc in a different corner of the frozen tundra. Or perhaps it was taking a brief siesta following so much exertion - murder and destruction was tiring work. Whatever the case, it seems to be an opportune time to descend into the city and assist those remaining there.

If they are brave, they might even try to take back the city itself. But the primary goal, of course, is to save as many people as possible before the great dragon returned.

The few people of Glacier who had guided them this far point out the less-traveled paths by which it may be possible to enter the city unnoticed. It is determined that they will fan out in groups, both in search of survivors and in search of the companions of the dragon who had so effectively laid waste to the city. Perhaps they might still gain the upper hand.

((You may respond to your threads now! Not all the groups will have immediate mod starters going up, so feel free to initiate threading; a mod will step in as soon as possible. As usual, we will be tagging on a 24-hour basis whether or not all group members have tagged in.

When responding, please list the Pokemon your character is bringing with them.

While the final portion of this event will go up on Sunday, October 4th, please also feel free to continue tagging this portion of the log as these threads will almost certainly not be finished yet.))
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(A)Open to all

This is not a mouse joke )

(B) - Closed to Martin

Okay maybe its a LITTLE bit of a mouse joke )

((OOC: This is backdated BEFORE the event, so feel free to tag at your leisure with whomever you'd like!))
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[It's a lengthy journey even by air, that our intrepid heroes find themselves on. The veteran fliers set a quick, but not grueling pace at the suggestion of the Valkyries. Arriving to a battleground when a god had taken the field tired was not wise, they'd said, and who could really blame them? The prospect alone of facing down one of the beasts of legend would be enough to send most men fleeing in the opposite direction, but one who was working with a human? That was all the more reason to make sure that proper care was taken on the trek. And so for a day the party traveled, a caravan of birds, dragons, reptiles and the odd flying robot making steady time across the Rolling Plains before setting down at the north-eastern edge.

The curious would find that not far from where the tents were pitched, the green hills turned jagged, the land going from verdant to a sea of dark glass. Obsidian shards spiked upwards, spires gleaming in the moonlight like razor sharp teeth, setting an ominous tone for the evening's respite. Tents were pitched, fires were lit, and the more warlike companions even began a drum circle and dance. Valkyries and shirtless Calderan volunteers, a small number of visiting mages, and other more mysterious folks all curious to see the god and to help with the relief efforts. The camp, despite the circumstances, was at least a lively one.

And then came the final day.

Over the Obsidian Flats they went, the massive shapes of Boldore and Tyranitar visible even from up in the sky. And...further perhaps even more stunningly, a gigantic lake almost large enough to call an inland sea, sprawled out below. Rivers snaked out of it all around, and the water itself was a pure crystal blue. But perhaps the most awe inspiring sight of the whole journey came once they cleared the Flats and the area around Glacier came into view. An expanse of white, thick snow covering the ground this early in the year. Arctic forests cropped up here and there, snowcapped trees and a frigid looking river marring the perfect canvas beneath. And more Pokemon , of course. Gigantic Avalugg shook the ground below, and a new species plodded along, chewing amiably on the trees, largely unconcerned by the humans overhead, and the occurrences in the distance.

Along the coast a city was in flames, people streaming out of its ruined gates, desperately fleeing along the rivers before whatever it was came back. Smoke curled up along the skyline, burned hamlets and outlying settlements that'd already been destroyed.

It seems like they weren't too late, and it in the moment of respite there was a chance for our heroes to at least get their bearings and prepare for the Dragon God's return...]

[OOC: We will be opening some of these areas for bonding within the next few days for everyone who is taking part in the expedition.]
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[personal profile] bnw_void_npcs
[The Warp Band feed opens with the Matriarch’s impassive face looking slightly haggard]

Union, I have a problem and am in need of assistance. About two hours ago refugees just started streaming into the Citadel territory. They say they’re from a city called “Glacier” that is being ripped apart by a giant white Dragon god. Sounds like it’s something up your alley. I’m sending them your way, we should probably go take care of that before it makes it over here. If you guys want to help out, I’ll lend you some of our birds. My Valkyries are already heading over, I’m sending a few flights out to the other cities as well to see if they want to join the party. Let me know what you decide.

Oh, the refugee leader is a fellow named Birgir. I gave him a Warp Band so he can probably tell you more about the situation.

(OOC: Questions to the Matriarch and Birgir can be asked here, and general reactions can also be posted here.)
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[personal profile] frozenflame

[Yukiko appears on the video today looking a little bit haggard and run around. Her apartment is clearly in shambles, and she's holding her head and nursing a bruise. Her voice is irritated, a little angry, even.]

Hey. Has anyone seen a group of Pokemon roaming around? A Linoone, a Sudowoodo, and a Snorlax? They...took off in a rush this morning after Rocket made a mess of my apartment and I can't find them anywhere. They'll answer to Rocket, Wroot, and Peter. Or...uh...Snor-Lord.

[Groan at that stupid nickname he'd given himself.]

Seriously, let me know so I can keep them out of trouble.

Action, Around Shopping District/Junes:

[Well would you look at that? The aforementioned trio are just taking a stroll through the shopping district, poking their heads into the various shops and such, checking out the goods. Rocket's generally riding around on Wroot's head, but sometimes he'll scuttle off and paw through piles of something. Generally fragile things, like glass vases and the like. And accidentally knock them over. He just can't seem to help himself, having to touch everything!

Eventually the group makes it to Junes, where they plunk down in the food court and seem to be holding a meeting of sorts. They've actually managed to acquire some money from somewhere, and have bought sodas. And a pair of dolls. For some reason. And they're chatting away rather loudly. Because Snor-Lord doesn't do anything quiet. At all. Ever.

Please for the love of god stop them before something bad happens...]

Action for Fuuka Yamagishi )

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